Vol 35 Chapter 2 (1/2)

Book 35, The Aeonian Race, Chapter 2 – Bazu

The flying vessel and the strange toere facing each other Atop the toere three onyx figures and three silver-robed Daolords?

“Wait, so and Ninedust quickly noticed how so was off

“Their auras see said softly

“Let’s go take a look,” Ninedust said Ning agreed, and the two began to quietly creep forwards

As they moved closer and closer, the tere able to see the stone stele hanging right next to the flying vessel “That stele…?” Ning and Ninedust hurriedly inspected it, quickly recognizing and reading the characters on the stone stele The stele said:

I am Bolin

I had five personal disciples My fifth disciple, Bazu, was theordinary Hegemons However, he was the first to die by the hands of the Sithe, and he was actually the third Heges and claws In that battle, the Sithe sent out an entire regiment commanded by three of their Black Emperors to ambush and kill my disciple

In that battle, my disciple Bazu slew a hundred and twenty-six Silver Daolords and a Black Emperor, but in the end he was surrounded and slain as well

Although I hurried to him as fast as I could, I still arrived just a bit too late

By noar has begun! If our cultivator civilizations are defeated in this war, ive birth to ainst the Silver Daolords and the Black Eain a sense for just how strong the Sithe are Remember, these are just common footsoldiers of the Sithe race; they cannot be considered the true Sithe elites You absolutely ht, you o all-out

The 318 nearby planets within the astral river next to us each hold a legacy within theemons who follow me None of us kno many of them will survive this war, and it is possible that all of the an end to the cream of the crop of the cultivator civilizations and an end to a force that was built up over countless aeons They have all left their legacies here in the hopes that our cultivator civilizations shall never fully perish

Even if we cultivators end up losing this battle, I still believe that our worlds shall give birth to an endless streahters One day, the Sithe shall be eliminated

These are the words of Bolin!

Ning and Ninedust were stunned for quite so the characters on the stone stele They could sense the stately yet deter hich was inherent within those words; although Autarch Bolin had been in great pain upon seeing his disciple perish, when he wrote upon this stone stele he was co the cultivator civilizations as a whole

“Fortunately, we ended up winning that war,” Ning murmured

“Yes For Autarch Bolin to leave behind so ine just hoerful the Sithe once were,” Ninedust sighed

“The Autarch said that we can spar against these ‘Silver Daolords’ and these ‘Black E said

“Are they capable of fighting?” Ninedust glanced at the distant tower “I’ll give it a try first” As he spoke, he immediately flew over

Once Ninedusttower, one of the Black Elanced doards and said coldly, “Go and kill that enemy”

“Yes, Emperor!” Instantly, one of the Silver Daolords on the bottoed the order His aura of power quickly expanded and grew in ht as he fleards the Ninedust Sectlord

As for Ning, he just watched from afar He wasn’t too worried; Ninedust wasalive

Whoosh The Silver Daolord charged straight towards Ninedust with a longspear in its hands

“I want to see just how strong a ‘real’ Sithe Silver Daolord is!” Ninedust was eager to do battle, and he sent his longstaff towards the oncoly endless series of ripples to appear around it

Boostaff Ninedust istaff tremble to the point where he nearly lost control of it As for the longspear, it continued its doards stab towards him Slash – it stabbed Ninedust on his chest! Ninedust’s eyes widened in disbelief With a whoosh, he transformed into a vast wave that quickly retreated backwards

“You want to run?” The Silver Daolord pressed the attack, his longspear striking at ht

Ninedust immediately transformed into water once more as he continued his hurried retreat Slash!+ Slash!+ Slash!+ The Silver Daolord launched one attack after another, the tip of his longspear gleaht Ninedust let out a h , he continued to flee

“Needshouted to him