Chapter 1037 – The Warmth After Death (2/2)

The sun was at its zenith right now, precisely the time when the dragons sunbathed.

Several dozen dragon cries rose up, some of them dignified, some of them cruel, and some of them frivolous.

Several dozen mountainous dragons covered the sky, blocking out the sunlight.

Several dozen dragon breaths, some very strong and others very weak, fell on the Angel's body.

The Angel was quiet for a while, then put down the spear of light in its hands.

It dropped to the sea, sinking down into the inky depths.

Its eyes were open as it stared at the sun above.

It did not feel cold or fear. On the contrary, it felt somewhat warm.

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The waters of the Southern Sea were warm because the clouds were few and the sunlight scorching.

The waters of the Red River were not cold because of the small amounts of Wildfire leaking out from beneath the Celestial Tree through cracks in the rocks.

There was a great deal of Wildfire leaking out today, so the waters were warmer. The red aquatic grass ecstatically grew, quickly dying the river even redder.

Normally, the Jings, who fed on this grass, would be happily feasting, even using their wide and flat tails to slap the surface of the river, producing breathtaking sights.

But these rather intelligent beings had long since hidden themselves at the bottom of the river, not even daring to raise their heads.

The river was so calm that it appeared like a red belt.

The two shores were deserted.

But White Emperor City was in an uproar.

This was especially the case for the courtyard in the western part of the city, neighboring the Xiang clan estate, where it was so crowded that the people were a dense mass.

The buildings in the courtyard had completely collapsed. Beams and bricks were strewn everywhere, all of it covered in yellow sand. The place looked like it had been abandoned for decades.

The Li Palace's grand array had been broken and the Angel of Sacred Light killed, but the priests surrounding the courtyard had not departed.

Linghai Zhiwang and the other Prefects remained standing guard by the gate, despite their injuries.

The pale-faced Tang Thirty-Six had to rely on the help of the cosmetic-buying girl in order to stand.

They did not leave because the Demon Lord was still within.

But they also could not enter, because the entire courtyard had been surrounded by the Red River Beast Guard.

Xiaode, the Shi clan leader, and ten-some demi-human experts were standing in front of the gate.

The two sides were in a silent stalemate.

A few voices suddenly came from behind.

The Orthodoxy priests parted like a tide.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong walked over.

Several hundred swords flew through the air, forming a sword array in the sky.

Xiaode had no intention of backing down.

He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, ”This is His Majesty's will. Please forgive me.”

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The meadow surrounding Heavensguard Pavilion remained green and tender through the nurturing of the river waters.

The stones on the street were still wet from the mists and shone with an oily luster.

The White Emperor gazed at the activity around that distant courtyard. As he gazed at that rain of swords in the sky, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Chen Changsheng's cultivation of the sword was even more formidable than had been rumored.

Shang Xingzhou walked to his side and said, ”No one can stop me from killing a person that I want to kill, and you are no exception.”

He was not speaking of Chen Changsheng here, but the Demon Lord.

To him, killing the two Angels of Sacred Light was just the most basic goal.

If he could kill the Demon Lord as well, then the humans could be considered to have gained a complete victory.

The White Emperor was even willing to leave the final Angel a path of survival, so the Demon Lord need not even be mentioned.

So he asked Shang Xingzhou a question.

”When you die, which of your students will lead the Human race?”