Chapter 666 – Dawn (2/2)
Yu Ren incessantly cried, gesturing 'sorry'.
Chen Changsheng did not know why he was saying 'sorry' to his senior brother.
Yu Ren also did not know why he was saying 'sorry' to his junior brother.
If carefully analyzed, there was naturally a reason for such sorrowful apologies. It was just that at this time, the reason could not clearly be understood.
Perhaps it was because this world had let them down and there was no place where they could find this reason.
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The rain had long since stopped.
Whether it was the torrential downpour or the drizzle sent down as a response from the world, it had all stopped.
The sun had not completely risen over the horizon, but the sea of clouds had already begun to shine.
Soon, dawn would break in the east.
The Pope, without suppressing his injuries, returned to the Li Palace.
Wuqiong Bi, carrying her husband who was teetering on the abyss of death, left the capital.
Shang Xingzhou came from Luoyang to the Mausoleum of Books.
Many ministers of the Great Zhou Imperial Court, the troops of the Imperial Guard and the City Gate Department, and the factions of the Orthodoxy all came to the Mausoleum of Books.
The lotus sea had already dissipated, but now a sea of people came like a tide to encircle the Mausoleum of Books.
Tianhai Chenwu brought those subordinates loyal to him and came to the base of the Divine Path. His expression was very indifferent, with no hint of mourning upon his countenance.
Xu Shiji, who had not appeared for the entire night, also arrived. His face was expressionless, his thoughts inscrutable.
The so-called familial love was all fake. The so-called loyalty was also occasionally fake.
The heavens had to be understood day by day. The earth also had to be understood day by day. Just how many mornings could the people or things of the world endure?
Shang Xingzhou ascended to the peak of the Mausoleum of Books.
Han Qing yielded the path.
Shang Xingzhou stepped upon the Divine Path, his Daoist robe drifting in the breeze. He seemed detached from the mundane world.
Chen Changsheng watched as his master gradually ascended the Divine Path, sensing his intentions.
He placed the body of the Tianhai Divine Empress on his back and began walking down the Mausoleum of Books.
In this entire process, Yu Ren's gaze was fixed on him and the Tianhai Divine Empress's body.
There was only one path on the Mausoleum of Books.
Shang Xingzhou ascended to the peak upon the Divine Path.
Chen Changsheng carried the Divine Empress's body as he descended the peak.
Master and disciple met in the middle of the Divine Path.
Shang Xingzhou did not look at him.
He also did not look at Shang Xingzhou.
Master and disciple brushed past each other, utter strangers.
After a long time, Chen Changsheng vanished into the forest below the Mausoleum of Books.
Shang Xingzhou reached the summit of the Mausoleum of Books. Lovingly and with dignity, he rubbed Yu Ren's head, then he took Yu Ren's good hand.
He brought Yu Ren to the edge of the Divine Path.
At the highest place in the world, he raised Yu Ren's hand.
The princes of the Chen clan, the representatives of the sects and noble clans, the countless officials of the Great Zhou, priests of the Li Palace, and soldiers prostrated on the ground, all proclaiming 'long live'.
The morning sun rose, shining upon the summit of the Mausoleum of Books.
The morning light fell upon that monolith.
This was the highest monolith of the Mausoleum of Books.
There were no words on its surface, no lines, no patterns.
Originally, there had been nothing at all.
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(End of Book 4 – Soon Dawn Will Break in the East)