Chapter 796 (1/2)

Published at 19th of March 2019 08:36:45 PM

Chapter 796

Ning Que said ”I may kill you” instead of ”I'll kill you”, which might sound euphemistic . But being cautious and calm actually indicated that he was really eager to do it .

That was the eagerness of all residents in Chang'an as well as Ning Que . He wanted it, so he said it out sincerely like he was summoning or making requests .

A clear and loud screeching resounded at the south of the long street as if something had been summoned .

The storm and wind on the Vermilion Street had stopped, but the snow had yet to melt .

The painting of the Vermilion Bird which had stunned Ning Que and Sangsang in the rainy spring that year was now buried deep in the snow, frozen, and deprived of its vividness .

The paint of the Vermilion Bird was the killing Talisman of the G.o.d-stunning Array, and was of unbelievable spirit . When running by itself, it could strike as powerfully as a powerhouse at the Peak of the Knowing Destiny State .

One thousand years ago, the Headmaster carved it by himself in the south of the Vermilion Street to protect the great capital city . Countless haunting evil spirits had been burnt into ashes by the Vermilion Bird in the darkness of the night .

The Vermilion Bird knew that the Abbey Dean had entered the city, and was about to show itself to fight . But the Abbey Dean stepped on one of its wings with just one foot and it could barely move anymore .

The Vermilion Bird felt fear because it had sensed the gap between the Abbey Dean and itself, therefore, it bent its proud neck in awe and buried itself in the snow, feeling ashamed to be seen by others .

At that moment a voice reached into the depths of its soul, saying that he wanted to kill the Abbey Dean, and he might need its help .

The Vermilion Bird knew who the speaker was . But it couldn't believe that there was still someone who could kill the powerful Abbey Dean since the Headmaster had left the mortal world . Therefore, it stayed timid .

However, the voice echoed deepest part of its soul . It rubbed and burned it like surging lava, till its blood started to burn .

It turned from timid to ashamed, but its courage was coming back . The melting snow was blown away by wind, revealing the eyes of the bird .

A magnificent aura rose on the street .

The Vermilion Bird's wings had broken away from the snow and green stone, showing itself in the sky .

With a clear and loud screeching, its whole body took off from the ground and soared .

n.o.body knew for how many years the Vermilion Bird had kept silent .

And they wondered if its screeching today could stun the G.o.ds .

The Vermilion Bird spread its hundred-foot wings and arrived at the southern gate of Chang'an in an instant .

The city wall towered up to Heaven and the black bricks were almost antique .

The Vermilion Bird was flying beside the city wall .

Its red wings constantly flapped and dragged two flaming tails behind . It narrowly missed the city wall and flew so fast that it reached the north of the city in the shortest time .

Then it reached the Imperial Palace .

The Empress held the little Emperor's hand . She was staring into the sky, her body slightly bowed .

At the turret in the Imperial City, Yu Lian raised her eyebrows .

The Vermilion Bird flew across the Imperial City . It lowered down the alt.i.tude, flying right towards south along the Vermilion Street .

Its path ahead was the straightest and broadest one in the world .

The Vermilion Bird flew swiftly on the street . Its wings spreading a hundred feet and looked as if it was about to light the whole city up on fire . Wherever it touched, the melting snow evaporated immediately .

It was so fast that no one on the street had the time to react .

They heard a clear screeching and saw a firing figure arrive instantly .

They barely had any time to consider, neither did the Abbey Dean .

He smirked when he saw the Vermilion Bird arriving on the long street .

It was unusual for him to show emotions like ordinary people . But for some reason that even he himself couldn't understand, he couldn't help mocking and feeling contempt for that legendary bird .

Maybe that was because the Vermilion Bird was the only thing the Headmaster had left in the mortal world .

When it reached the snowy street with two wings fully spread, the flare was burning the air, bringing out a cracking sound .

The whole world seemed as if it was gradually becoming red .

The Tangs were filled with antic.i.p.ation that the Vermilion Bird could kill the Abbey Dean . And when the Abbey Dean reached out his hand to tear off the bird's flaring wings, it screeched again .

A spark flashed .

Silently, the Vermilion Bird withdrew its sounds and power, then it turned into a breath of fire, falling on the cutla.s.s held in Ning Que's hand .

It sounded like searing iron slightly burning .

Several burn marks emerged on Ning Que's cutla.s.s, along with a unique pattern .

A red flaring bird .

Ning Que's cutla.s.s was the combination of the three cutla.s.ses that had accompanied him for many years . Like the Primordial Thirteen Arrows, they were the fruit of the wisdom of the Academy, with unimaginable strength and weight .

Only the cutla.s.s tough like this one could bear the great power inside his body . However, as his cultivation state reached new heights, this cutla.s.s or the other three ones, along with the Primordial Thirteen Arrows and the countless talisman papers, could no longer meet his needs like they used to . And sometimes they even became his disadvantages .

Ning Que was a fighter . And he clearly knew what trouble the unbalance between his own power and his weapon could bring, but still, he didn't give the cutla.s.s away . Somehow he knew that the cutla.s.s just belonged to him, and someday in the future, it would show its real edge .

Even when the cutla.s.s came out of the smelter, he turned down Forth Brother and Sixth Brother's suggestion to carve talismans on the cutla.s.s to reinforce it like other cultivators or he himself used to do .

Because at that time, Ning Que was not confident in talismans written by himself; to write them on the cutla.s.s would do no better than ruin it . Not even when he could write Divine Talisman now; he felt it far from enough .

He had no other reason . He simply felt that the talisman qualified to be written on the cutla.s.s should be extraordinary .

Thus, the iron cutla.s.s remained dim with no lines or talismans on it . Blood constantly washed it, but the heavy and broad cutla.s.s remained simple and unadorned .

Till today when the clear screeching came from the south of Chang'an City, the Vermilion Bird flew across the sky and turned into a breath of fire . Finally, it rested on the black cutla.s.s, becoming the red pattern .

Ning Que finally understood what he had been waiting for .

He finally understood why the Vermilion Bird came to see him before the Headmaster left the mortal world .

The cutla.s.s had to be matched with an extraordinary talisman .

The talisman was the Vermilion Bird .

It was also the killing talisman in the G.o.d-stunning Array .

The cutla.s.s had been pulled out of the snow .

The snow fell off when Ning Que raised it up .