Chapter 495 (1/2)

Ye Cang spat out a mouthful of blood, then continued riding the momentum to attack. Lin Lan could feel his terrifying strength. At close range, it had nearly torn him apart. This was even while he defended with his full strength! His palm slapped away the demonic hand reaching for his neck, then he motioned. Dragon Slaying Art – Dragon Soul Break!

From his shoulder, Ye Cang was instantly cut into two but he still didn’t relax his sword wielding arm. The berserk black and white energy continued to shoot out of his eyes. Pulling out another sword from his other palm, he struck once more. Lin Lan felt a burst of fright. He did his best to avoid this deadly blow. The sword that slashed past his chest made him admire Ye Cang’s exquisite swordsmanship even more. Simple to the extreme, yet exquisite to the extreme. Pursuing the simplest of things but obtaining the ability of time distortion that even he himself found hard to handle. He regretfully pushed out with a palm. With a strike of his hand, Ye Cang was turned into meat paste by countless sword qis.

“Bro, Lele…” Zhang ZhengXiong couldn’t stop his tears. In the end, he smiled, “We weren’t born on the same day, same month, or same year, but we die on the same day, same month, and same year… At least us brothers can die together.”

Lin Lan looked at Zhang ZhengXiong, who had spoken those words fearlessly. He felt even more regret. They hadn’t put the word brothers to shame. He couldn’t help but recall the ancient Liu Guan Zhang1. How many brotherhoods throughout history could be like theirs. Charging into a dragon’s lair to save a brother’s father, not hesitating to risk their lives. They’d done it. He turned to leave, feeling too much regret…

There was the sound of a heart thumping, then heaven and earth seemed to lose all color, making everything look like a black and white movie.

Song Xin was at the seaside cottage, her face full of worry. Lele and them must come home safely! Lele, if you were to die, then I don’t want to continue living. She thought about the heartwarming memories, then about how colorless her world would if Lele were gone. Lele is my everything. Please don’t let anything happen to him.

Song Xin didn’t know that every living creature around Heaven’s Sword Sect were all frozen still in a black and white world.

The originally dead Lin Le slowly got up. An extremely sinister red light shone from his two eyes. He laughed more sinisterly than an evil spirit, then began to sway. “This place… feels a bit familiar. Oh~ Ooh~This is the Heaven’s Sword Sect? How nostalgic…”

Lin Lan was alarmed. Could it be? He faced him and said respectfully, “Great Ancestor Lin Sen…”

“Just hand over that Lin ZhongYu or something. This child is that brat Lin Lin’s direct descendent. I’ve been protecting his bloodline. Since he actually managed to awaken me, I have the responsibility to ensure his safety. However, this child’s temperament, wit, and talent are all very similar to that brat Lin Lin2…”

‘Lin Le’ swept his eyes over the scene and sighed. “A pity. Hundreds of years have passed and the Lin family no longer has a possessor of the Eyes of Judgement. This child is the only possessor of the Eyes of Judgement left. Lin Lan, you are Lan Lan’s3 son and this little guy’s blood relative, but you’re becoming less and less like your father. Even though your father also wasn’t very sociable, he is at least someone who saved me. As for you… Hah~.”

Lin Lan lowered his head, ashamed. He remained silent for a long while. Many years as a respected figure had worn away his passion and care for the public. He had become numb and cold-blooded. His two eyes regained their resolution, “Great Ancestor Lin Sen, I understand. I won’t let down my father’s name.”

“Good. The kid on the ground isn’t dead yet. As for what comes after, do as you see fit…” Lin Sen noticed the change in Lin Lan and nodded, pleased. He then looked at Ye Cang, who was in pieces on the ground. He could instantly tell this person wasn’t simple, because he could smell the scent of extreme danger from him.

…

Endless Hell, Avīci.

The white haired iron masked man, while being tortured, slowly closed his angry eyes. “Looks like I won’t have to lend him ‘hell’.”

…

Heaven and Earth regained their color. Lin Le passed out. Zhang ZhengXiong was also in a state of shock from being on the verge of death. Ye Cang’s smashed bits followed the berserk energy and fused back together, restoring his body. He got up, protecting Lin Le and Zhang ZhengXiong behind him, his sword poised to attack.

“Stop. We no longer have any reason to fight. Neither of those two are dead. Hurry and send them to the Sword Pavilion for critical care. As for Lin ZhongYu, I’ll account to Lin Le…” Lin Lan said, then turned and flew up to the Sword Pavilion. He had people arrest Lin ZhongYu, spoke a few words to the great elder, then flew off to the back mountains.