Chapter 499 (2/2)

The sword was ice-cold.

That ice-cold edge sunk into Jane Doe Su’s chest. He even felt that the tip of the sword touching her heart.

Her heart was kind, gentle, tender and complicated. It felt like the days when she drew his sword out for him.

Then, Li Xiye felt a mysterious, sharp pain. The sharp pain brought him back to the time he saw his first love dying on her deathbed.

It was not only pain, but also fear. A hopeless, despondent fear!

This was because he knew that the happy and beautiful things in his life were about to end in a flash.

Jane Doe Su’s life was about to end now. It had ended with Li Xiye’s sword!

Even so, Jane Doe Su bore Li Xiye no ill-will. There was only a feeling of gratitude that no one would ever comprehend.

Li Xiye’s sword slowed down at the last moment. He attempted to retract his blade.

Jane Doe Su could see it.

She could see that Li Xiye did not want to kill her, but he still had ended up killing her. Li Xiye knew that she would rather die by this sword.

—— If I want to die, why not die by Li Xiye’s sword?

—— Being able to die by Li Xiye’s sword was at least more glorious than any other way of dying!

Li Xiye could understand her feelings, and so he did her the favor!

That explained her feelings of gratitude!

Only peerless heroes understood each other to that extent.

At that moment, their gazes met. Jane Doe Su exhaled, her heart and soul pouring out to meet the air!

“Thank you.”

No words were exchanged, but her gaze said it all. She knew that Li Xiye would understand!

She fell.

The bright moon vanished. The stars vanished. The east was blotted out in darkness

An unrivaled swordswoman had finally fallen. Would her reputation vanish from now on?

No, she had no reputation from the beginning. Her entire life was a joke. Those who had hurt her would always be the ones she had once helped. Perhaps this was her fault. It was her fault to be born in this dark and cruel world. Her heart was too pure, too tender for this world.

If there were any regrets she had failed to avenge her mother.

A white cloud hovered in the sky. Was it the heralding of calamity? Was it there to pay its final respects to a nameless swordswoman?

Dawn was breaking, but the universe seemed darker than ever.

Jane Doe Su raised her arms resolutely for the final time and wrapped her eyes in her black blindfold. Her mother’s whispers seemed to be echoing in her ears When you are scared, just close your eyes…

Jane Doe Su’s face passed like the night before. It was cold, hazy, and mysterious.

There was a single drop of blood on the blade!

Li Xiye exhaled and gazed blankly at his surroundings. The universe lasted for ages, and the solitary silence almost crushed him.

Li Xiye kept his sword and picked up Jane Doe Su’s body. The sword was cold, but Jane Doe Su’s body was colder.

Coldest was Li Xiye’s heart.

The final battle which stunned the world was over. The opponent that was more worthy of respect than his friends had died by his sword. Would anything ever warm his heart again? Would his blood ever pump again?

Would his sword remain sheathed forever, like how he was burying Jane Doe Su’s body forever? No matter what, nobody would ever infringe upon these two things.

He had the same respect for the both of them.

Li Xiye had won. His swordsmanship had now found new room for advancement!