Chapter 664 – The Final Choice (1/2)
Chapter 664 – The Final Choice
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Inch by inch, the spear was pulled from the Tianhai Divine Empress's abdomen, just like bamboo sprouting from the muddy ground of a forest after the rain. Yet what it carried was not beads of water, but blood. Phoenix blood soaked the spear, soaked her hand, fell on the flagstones at the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, and then fiercely burned like sacred flames.
In the light of the flames, her figure was exceptionally clear, her madly dancing black hair and her Phoenix wings cast into an even gloomier darkness.
A ruthless, wrathful, almost insane Phoenix cry spread from the peak of the Mausoleum of Books to every part of the world. In an instant, it enveloped the entire capital. Many cultivators of lower cultivation were immediately knocked unconscious, and some people that were too close exploded, their bodies transforming into blossoms of blood.
The spear was finally pulled completely out and gripped in the Tianhai Divine Empress's hand.
Covered in blood, she stood on the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, tottering on the verge of collapse.
This entire stretch of the night sky was devoid of clouds, yet somehow, a few drops of rain fell upon her face of unparalleled beauty.
It seemed that she would fall at any moment, but ultimately, she did not fall.
With a crack, a bolt of lightning fell, illuminating the summit of the Mausoleum of Books and driving away those raindrops, letting everyone see the sight on the peak.
A spear fell together with this lightning bolt.
The Frost God Spear fell upon the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, still held firmly in her left hand.
For an instant, the mausoleum fiercely shuddered.
She waved her right hand, the Heavenly Tome Monolith in her hand striking against the darkness in front of the Mausoleum of Books.
There seemed nothing in the darkness, but as the Reflecting Monolith whistled through the air, it smashed a path through the night sky and reached the ruins of the southern part of the capital, several li away.
The green leaf on the Heavenly Tome Monolith crumbled in the process, unraveling into countless gossamer strands that curled around the Pope.
The Pope extended his hand, raising up the Green Leaf in the night sky and bringing it before his body.
In absolute silence, a clear light flashed and then vanished. The Reflecting Monolith vanished, returned to its place in the Mausoleum of Books.
The green leaf had also truly disappeared. In the pot, only three leaves remained.
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The Tianhai Divine Empress's body, Dao, and soul were all heavily injured. Not even the slightest chance of living remained and she was on the verge of returning to the sea of stars.
This was a matter that everyone had already confirmed, but they had similarly confirmed that as the true ruler of the continent after Emperor Taizong, a powerful figure whose marks left on history could never be erased, the Divine Empress would never quietly die. It was not at all in accordance with her nature.
Before she left the human world and returned to the sea of stars, what sort of crazed actions she would perform, which things she would bring with her into destruction, nobody knew.
The Tianhai Divine Empress stood on the summit and looked down upon the world, her expression indifferent, her body drenched in blood, a god, and also a demon.
The entire world began to feel fear.
The lotus sea rippled and the lotus blossoms bloomed, enclosing Wuqiong Bi within.
After doing all this, Bie Yanghong supported his heavily wounded body to stand in front of Mao Qiuyu.
Mu Jiushi had long since vanished. The elders of the noble clans and sects retreated once more into the darkness, not daring to meet the Tianhai Divine Empress's gaze. Everyone waited for the arrival of the final moment, but they were also well aware that the Divine Empress's final strike before she left the world would be left for those truly important figures and not themselves.
The Tianhai Divine Empress turned her gaze to Luoyang.
The darkness in front of the monastery crumbled away, the misty phoenix crumbling with it, transforming into countless cracks in space that charged towards Daoist Ji.
Daoist Ji's expression instantly turned solemn. Several strange and incomprehensible syllables burst from his lips and a wooden sword flew out of the ruins of the monastery, transforming into a streak of dazzling light that seemed to messily cleave at the darkness. At the same time, his figure vanished into the void as he endeavoured to escape.
Countless streams of blood splattered across the night sky of Luoyang, a line of blood ten-odd li long.
Daoist Ji broke out of the night sky and fell upon the street, his body covered in wounds and blood.
Despite the final book of the three thousand scriptures of the Dao, an ode in Dragon language, and the cleaving of his wooden sword, he still had been unable to resist the Tianhai Divine Empress's Daoist technique. In the end, however, he had survived.
The Tianhai Divine Empress paid no more attention to Luoyang. Drawing back her gaze, she looked towards some nameless street of the capital.