664 Corpses and Swords Falling from Above and the Massive Chariot at the Wilderness (1/2)

The black carriage traveled through the Wilderness, through the darkness over the grass and under the flying crows.

There were occasional flashes of swords in the distant Wilderness, and clouds were being torn to pieces.

Ning Que sensed the flashes of aura moving about. He brought the fruit in his hand to Sangsang's lips and said, ”I have never seen such an intense movement Heaven and Earth's Qi. I wonder how many powerhouses are out there fighting.”

He had once witnessed the battle between Eldest Brother and the Chief Preaching Monk of Xuankong Temple, at the White Tower Temple of Chaoyang City in the Yuelun Kingdom.

His Eldest Brother had used the words of Confucius against the Chief Preaching Monk's words of Buddha. Both parties had displayed an almost miraculous cultivation state, which was not any weaker than the Heaven and Earth's aura fluctuations coming from the distance in the Wilderness.

However, neither Eldest Brother nor the Chief Preaching Monk were in a life and death fight that day. Ning Que could sense that the aura of Heaven and earth in the distance was like a thunderstorm, gradually becoming more frightening and shocking.

”I've seen this before.”

Sangsang took a bite of the fruit. The color of the fruit changed where it met her teeth and lips. It froze almost immediately, and when she chewed, there were cracking sounds as if she was chewing on ice.

Ning Que asked curiously, ”Where have you seen something so magnificent?”

Sangsang answered, ”When my teacher and Master Yan Se fought on the North mountain of Chang'an, the change in the aura of Heaven and Earth was also terrifying. However, they blocked themselves in back then.”

Ning Que took a bite from the frozen fruit. His teeth did not fall but he shivered from the cold. He smiled and said, ”If we were still in Chang'an, our neighbors on Lin 47th Street wouldn't have to buy ice or splash themselves with well water in the summer. They'd stay in the Old Brush Pen Shop and refuse to leave.”

Sangsang smiled and coughed twice.

The frequency of her coughs had lessened a lot since they left the Desolate Man's tribe. Also, perhaps she had coughed too much over the past two years, she now only coughed a purely cool aura with no phlegm or any traces of blood.

Sangsang was now very clean, without any filthy blood, sweat or spit. She was pure inside and out, just like a transparent glass. In other words, she was becoming less and less human.

Ning Que embraced and kissed her. Then, he put his hand into her black fur coat, to stroke and rub her. Although very cold, she was still very soft, and it warmed his heart.

”I never imagined that I would marry a deity,” he said.

Sangsang looked up at him and reached out to flick the frost from his lashes. She corrected him seriously, ”I am not a deity. I am a monster.”

Ning Que said, ”Deity? Monster? You're Sangsang.”

Through their journey to the south, the two had chatted about random and trivial things. Sometimes, they would reminisce about their lives in Min Mountain, the City of Wei and Chang'an. They did not talk about life, death or the future, nor did they leave any last words. Sangsang had already left her last words in the meditation courtyard of Tile Mountain. Ning Que did not intend to continue living, and even if he wanted to leave any last words, there was no one to hear them.

A heavy object suddenly fell from the dark clouds, roaring through the air and landing heavily on the wild plains a few dozen feet in front of the black horse carriage. The object plunged down heavily, splashing mud upon contact.

When the horse carriage arrived at the spot, Ning Que looked over to discover a shallow hole on the plains. It was half a human corpse. Judging by the skin color and muscle on the corpse, it must have been a powerful Desolate Man soldier. He could not help but freeze for a moment.

He knew how strong the bodies of The Desolate were. And the stronger The Desolate warrior was, the stronger their ability to fend off a blade. However, this powerful soldier had his body torn apart by a sword, and half of his body had been thrown all the way to their location. One could imagine how fast that sword had to be and how powerful the owner of the sword was.

”It is a Grand Cultivator in the Knowing Destiny State... It seems like the West-Hill Divine Palace has quite a few powerhouses.”

Ning Que said to Sangsang.

Moments later, the sound of an object flying in the sky over the Wilderness could be heard once more. Only this time, the sound was not like the whoosh before, but shriller and sharper.

Ning Que looked up vigilantly and saw a gleam of a sword speeding down against the black clouds. It did not pierce down at the horse carriage, but at a slightly raised meadow on their left at an angle.

The flying sword was very powerful as it pierced through the entire meadow. The tip of the sword emerged from the other end of the raised ground, smeared with black mud and grass. It then fell to the ground; the bright sword suddenly darkenened, seeming as if it was weakening.

The power behind the flying sword was so strong, it could only have been thrown by a powerhouse in the Knowing Destiny State.

Ning Que looked at the flying sword behind the meadow and discovered that the sword had a hilt. He suddenly understood that the owner of the sword was a powerhouse from the Sword Garret of the South Jin Kingdom, and was most likely the person who had cut the Desolate warrior in half.

A Sword Garret powerhouse in the Knowing Destiny State was felled, just like that.