Chapter 636 A Sentimental Heart, Merciless Spells (2/2)

The sampan did not have a hull, nor was there any oars; but it steadily broke through the winds and the waves. In the melodious waves, it sailed like an arrow.

Somewhere along the way, the boat paused. Song Qingyi pointed at a mark on the side of the boat and said, ”the year I kept your Five Elements Magical Sword, I sunk it here. It will return to its rightful owner tonight.”

”It seems that Qingyi had always believed that I would return.”

Song Qingyi pointed at the surface of the water and a magical sword immediately leaped out of the surface and fell into his hands. He sighed, ”I had always hoped that this day would not happen, but matters in the world were often contrary to what one had hoped. Maybe some would always get their way with things, but that would never be me.”

With his hands behind his back, Shen Lian fixed his eyes at the depths of Tianmen Straits, where the moonlight was clear, with wafting smoke and water.

He did not answer Song Qingyi's words. Instead, he said, ”by building that tower for Xiaoyu, Zhenren Xiangshan did not ill-treat her; but I know that she has always been one to dislike being restrained. To have such boundless nature, she could never fare against the preciousness freedom could offer. She has indeed suffered.”

Song Qingyi smiled bitterly and said, ”My master could not just watch Zhao Fairy accept the fate of heaven and earth upon herself. Otherwise, fulfilling her would disappoint every living being.

Shen Lian smiled and said, ”that is why the Laws of heaven is incomplete, there will always be someone who would have to suffer. But the reason you and I cultivated, was it not to lessen our sufferings?”

After that, the Five Elements Magical Sword leaped from Song Qingyi's hands. It was ecstatic to be reunited with his old owner. The groaning of the sword was clearly audible.

It was that:

In a cold chilly environment, a tune could be heard; it sounded like the chimes of accessories, but also like the deafening roar of a dragon; in reality, it was a weapon capable of controlling the life and death.

Shen Lian continued, ”go, my sword.”

Song Qingyi has yet to come to himself, the Five Elements Magical Sword flew towards the ancient tower like a dragon's roar. The moonlight turned into smoke and dissipated. Only a glimpse of multicolored ray was seen breaking through the ancient tower. Only sounds could be heard from the collapse of the ancient tower, producing unlimited smoke and dust.

The Five Elements Magical Sword had passed the most magnificent journey of its life, reverting to the laws and vanished from the world.

Song Qingyi regretfully said, ”It's a pity, this sword.”

Shen Lian remained silent but did not show any sign of pity. How powerful was Lu Jiuyuan's divine restriction, he had to retain his own strength to deal with Lu Jiuyuan. He could only sacrifice his beloved sword of a millennium years ago. That was also the most brilliant ride of the Five Elements Magical Sword.

Until that moment, it was only clear to Song Qingyi that night's challenge was probably the biggest challenge his honored master had ever faced. For several millenniums, Lu Jiuyuan has dominated the seat of the strongest Demon King. Numerous warriors came and left, like a school of silver carps moving down a stream. However, there were no exceptions; not one was able to shake the honored master's position.

And now Shen Lian has finally come, he was not the warrior that came to challenge the Demon King, but another Demon King.

To sacrifice the sword he had forged himself, a sword he held dear, to break through the ancient tower. It deeply reflected Shen Lian's undeniable scariness at that time. With a sentimental heart, he casted merciless spells. It even declared that Song Qingyi's strategy to move him with his emotions at that night a failure.

Song Qingyi had always believed that Shen Lian was a person who cared about long-standing relations. But not a shred of flaw could be found in Shen Lian that night, just like the full moon that hung in the sky.

The sampan continued to sail towards the depths of Xuantian Sect. Both were silent, with Song Qingyi not knowing what to say, and Shen Lian not having to say anything more.

The boat was already out of Song Qinyi's control. Slowly it flew from the surface of the water. Throughout that process, there was no sound from the friction with the water surface.