Chapter 778 – A Spot of Brightness Amongst the Black Mountain and White Waters (1/2)

Chapter 778 – A Spot of Brightness Amongst the Black Mountain and White Waters

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The pillar of light did not come from the stars, but from the unknown world even further away. When it hit the ground, it was only one zhang in radius. From this, one could tell just how condensed it was.

Only the purest and most powerful of energies, perhaps coming from one of the gods of legend, could produce such a condensed beam of light.

This beam of light appeared very much like the Sacred Light of the Orthodoxy, but the Demon Lord knew that it was not, as did Chen Changsheng. They both knew where this light had come from.

Within the hallowed pillar of light, the Demon Lord's clothes fluttered. The shattered landscapes on the Demon Lord's face were completely washed away as the Demon Lord began to rapidly age.

At some point, the stone seal that was a Heavenly Tome Monolith had left the bounds of the pillar of light, and quietly floated in the air.

The seal seemed to face the Demon Lord in the pillar of light as if filled with sorrow, reminiscing on many things, bidding farewell to an old friend.

The pillar of light vanished.

Nothing changed in the mountains or in the ruins of the courtyard. Mountains did not collapse and snow did not tumble down; there was no phenomenon in the world, no descent of some abyss. All was as before, as if nothing had happened.

The Demon Lord stood at his original position.

Nanke was currently rushing over.

The young array master had an extremely complex expression on his face.

He looked at the Demon Lord, opening his mouth and closing it three times as if wanting to say something, but ultimately remaining silent.

The Demon Lord drew back his gaze from the starry sky and looked at the young array master, silent and pensive.

Nanke arrived and fell silent at the scene before her.

Silence that was just seeking time eventually had to be broken.

”Sir is just about done, right?”

The young array master softly asked the Demon Lord, appearing very cautious and even a little timid.

The Demon Lord replied, ”If you could not even confirm this and yet risked going south anyway, then you are a fool.”

The young array master was very sure that he was no fool, so he began to laugh.

It was a hearty laugh.

In the very next moment, the satisfied smile on his face vanished, transforming into tears of sorrow.

It was a wailing lament.

He laughed and wept, was happy and then sad, pained and then cheerful, humble and then arrogant.

He was like a temperamental child, appearing both wronged and a little proud. As he cried, he said to the Demon Lord, ”This time is okay, right?”

The Demon Lord sighed, ”It's okay.”

The young array master wept, ”Then you'll finally die this time?”

The Demon Lord calmly said, ”Yes.”

The array master's expression became somewhat tense. He licked his dry lips and asked, ”Didn't I do really well this time?”

The Demon Lord looked at him with praise. ”This trap was truly excellent.”

Upon hearing this praise, the young array master's face instantly lit up, and even his steps lightened.

He walked over to the Demon Lord, his hands and feet waving, jumping about like a stone tumbling down a mountain.