Chapter 1104 – Wesve All Killed Before (2/2)

The Sword Pool had awoken.

Ten thousand swords had formed a dragon.

This story of the past had not taken place too long ago, but it seemed to be from another life.

The Golden-winged Great Peng was in the ancestral lands of the Elf race, absorbing the essence of the world and waiting to truly mature.

Nanke was in Mount Li, listening every night to the music of the sword to clear her mind, with no one able to determine when she would truly wake up.

It was hard to say whether the monsters would be able to continue living their beautiful life of the last few years after today.

Today, his opponent was only one man, but he was no less terrifying, perhaps even more.

The gravel along the edges of the sacrificial altar was scattered by the wind, several pieces stopping upon meeting his shoes.

Shang Xingzhou looked at the Mausoleum of Zhou, a change finally noticeable on his expression.

”I do not know what you prepared here.”

He said to Chen Changsheng, ”But just like I said at the start, there are no miracles.”

Chen Changsheng replied, ”I thought that a person like Zhou Dufu appearing under the starry sky was a sort of miracle in itself.”

No matter what sort of assessment people had of Zhou Dufu after his death, many people would agree with this view.

The strongest under the starry sky, someone who was truly unequalled throughout the world, had to be a miracle.

Shang Xingzhou was quiet for a time, and then he smiled.

”Do you know why Wang Zhice is willing to help me even though he does not like me?”

He looked at Chen Changsheng and asked, ”And do you know why that generation of elders could fight and scheme against each other, betray and backstab each other, plot and conspire, yet when fighting an external enemy or pushed to the final point, they could put on a united will against the outsider?”

Chen Changsheng said, ”Because you share common experiences.”

Shang Xingzhou calmly replied, ”Yes, because we once had a common enemy.”

Chen Changsheng said, ”In the past, I thought it was the demons.”

Shang Xingzhou explained, ”The existence of demons is naturally a reason to unite, but the more important reason was that person.”

Chen Changsheng replied, ”I don't quite understand.”

Shang Xingzhou said, ”Because that person let us clearly see ourselves and each other, allowing us to be frank with each other, to trust each other.”

Chen Changsheng asked, ”To clearly see just what you all wanted?”

Shang Xingzhou added, ”At the same time, it let us clearly see how ugly our true thoughts were, because, in the end, that was still a most shameless affair.”

Chen Changsheng understood, so he could only reply with silence.

Shang Xingzhou indifferently said, ”You also killed a Zhou once, but compared to us, that was just a game.”

Chen Changsheng had wanted to kill Zhou Tong.

Back then, those people had killed Zhou Dufu.

”If one said that he was a miracle, isn't our killing him the true miracle?”

Shang Xingzhou's eyes were so cold that it seemed like he was looking at a corpse.

Many years ago, they had even killed that person, much less Chen Changsheng.

The most famous and long-lived riddle of the last thousand years had finally been answered.

The theories of many people, the endless discussions of the tea houses and restaurants, had finally been confirmed.

This was unquestionably one of the deepest secrets of the world.

But Chen Changsheng was very calm.

He looked at Shang Xingzhou and asked, ”How can you be so sure that he's actually dead?”

This place was Zhou Dufu's mausoleum.

He was standing in front of the gate to the mausoleum as he asked this question.

It felt like he was asking in place of the person within the mausoleum.

The cold winds rustled the gravel in the grasslands, making a sound that seemed like a voice aged by time.

Shang Xingzhou narrowed his eyes.