Volume 4 Chapter 8 - Fear and Peace (1/2)

In the quiet imperial palace, the empress’ feet left the ground.

Her perfect body gave off numerous cold and clean lines of light, passing through the ceiling opening and aimed at the endless starry sky. Her expression was absolute aloof without any human emotion.

In the countryside outside of Changling, the flowing pale white fires falling from the sky were extremely cold. Many of the cultivators in Changling, especially those that had experienced the bloody reformation over a decade ago, trembled uncontrollably when they felt this absolutely cold presence that had not appeared for a long time.

Bai Shanshui looked up at the flowing fire. The reeds that had not been destroyed in the previous battle were cut off and fell to the ground.

There seemed to be countless invisible little hammers falling on the ground, and creating bursts of dust.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Her green longsword was just a few feet from Liang Lian. Those pale white flowing fires appeared very far, but in everyone’s perception, these flowing fires would soon reach Bai Shanshui and Liang Lian.

Li Yunrui felt awe. This awe was towards power and the sword essence.

These pale white flowing fires contained absolutely cold sword essence. They were a light that could cut through all feelings in the world, pure and so perfect it was sacred.

When any sword essence reached the extreme, it would be powerful. This sword seemed to be not of the mortal world and close to heaven.

Everyone knew the mistress of Changling was powerful and had never lost, but when he saw this sword essence tonight, he realized that the other was far stronger than he had imagined.

What could be done?

If Bai Shanshui had been waiting, what was Bai Shanshui waiting for?

Li Yunrui closed his eyes so he did not have to see that extremely cold sword essence. His flying sword carried a peaceful presence like he was waiting for the last judgement as it patrolled around him and Bai Shanshui.

He unconsciously thought right now, if he died here with this great rebel, it would not be bad.

Bai Shanshui’s body started to tremble violently under the cold sword essence. Her pale face had a painful expression, but her eyes shone with more pride and light. Her sword stopped descending towards Liang Lian’s head and swung upwards. A dark green river formed above her to greet the pale white flowing fire full of holiness.

The dark green river gave off an indescribable rebelliousness but it was of the mortal realm. It was far from the perfect sword essence falling from the sky. In the perception of all Changling cultivators in the distance, the seriously injured Bai Shanshui could not block this perfect sword.

Yet, in this moment, Bureau Chief Chen, whose collar bone was broken and his artery almost cut through, changed expression. He gave an unprecedented howl, the sword that had been depressedly floating in front of him shining like a star as it sped towards Bai Shanshui.

No one could understand the panic Bureau Chief Chen felt and no one could do anything in time.

The pale white fires had already reached the ground.

Countless people were stunned.

The moment these pale white flowing fires fell to the ground, a bright world seemed to form underneath the ground. Cracks appeared on the earth surface, and were filled with a similar pale white and cold light.

This scene only existed for a moment in people’s sight.

Then the ground cracked. An enormous ball of light was pushed upwards, and countless pieces of earth were sent flying.

Everyone saw Liang Lian’s body fly along the cracked earth as the ground split.

His body gave off a steel-like light, but compared to the pale white ball underneath him, he was as unremarkable as a shadow.

Bureau Chief Chen’s flying sword had reached the border of the light, but was obstructed by the expanding presence and slowed down. Compared to the previous rapid battle, everything right now seemed to be slowed down.

Just the remaining power made it difficult for a realm seven cultivator’s flying sword to move. Yet, what stole people’s breaths was that Bai Shanshui was still standing.

Bai Shanshui was also flying upwards, but she was standing firmly on a piece of the ground also flying up.

Her figure was very stable. Her white robes, illuminated by the pale white light underneath her, did not appear dim, but even more dazzling.

Then everyone saw water.

Underneath the pale white ball of light were countless streams of water.

Li Yunrui’s body was nailed to the ground. The half of his sword was still flying stubbornly around him and Bai Shanshui.

At this moment, he and Bai Shanshui exchanged a look.

He understood what Bai Shanshui had been waiting for.

The trembling inside Changling had completely stopped. All of the tremors seemed to have found a vent, and the vent was right underneath them.

The Wei Cloud Water Palace was the best in the world at manipulating water. Bai Shanshui had told him the trembling came from the hidden rivers underneath Changling.