Chapter 141
Translator: Sophie Wang Editor: Rundi
The revered battle formation crumbled under the strength of Ling Xian .
The Formation of the Heavenly Palace was one of the mightiest and most robust battle formations ever known to humanity . Even as a fantasy, its walls could split Heaven and Earth . Its powers could easily have killed foundational leveled intruders .
However, even the union of the Four Spirits of the Ancient World was easily dismissed by Ling Xian .
It was not difficult to imagine the depth of his strength .
Ling Xian suspended high in the sky, a piercing halberd in hand, draped in a full-body armor of solid gold . Having just broken the revered Formation of the Heavenly Palace, Ling Xian had seemingly secured his spot amongst the Gods .
Just as he said, having broken through to the foundational level, his wings were full . He was now unstoppable .
Beneath him, Mo Qing Fu and the rest of the spectators were shocked and speechless . They looked up at Ling Xian, stunned .
"The Emerald Dragon, the Flaming Peacock, the Snow Tiger and the Swerving Basilisk, Four Spirits of the Ancient World all defeated with one strike of his halberd . Ling Xian, brother…you are where we dream of being . "
"Ohhhh… . I knew he was skilled, but never could I imagine how far he’d gone . "
"Ha ha! I bloody knew it! He wouldn’t disappoint! He’s the best!"
The mythical Formation of the Heavenly Palace dismissed so casually . This was an unimaginable feat . Mo Qing Fu and his companions felt their worlds turn upside down and their blood seeping to their brains .
On the other hand, Yue Lian Han was now a walking corpse . Her shrinking frame had now begun to decay, completely devoid of any life and hope .
"I will not admit defeat!"
Yue Lian Han screamed in protest . She looked up at the floating figure above her . The pain of defeat overwhelmed her . But what’s to be done?
She lost .
Without any chance of revival .
Of course, her talent could not be disputed . From a cultivator of the tenth realm, the Perfect, Undefeatable Realm, to breaking into the foundational level, there would be few in the world today that could defeat her .
Unfortunately for her, Ling Xian was amongst the few .
If it weren't for the Golden Page, she would have lasted no more than three rounds .
It could be said that Ling Xian was not locked in a battle with Yue Lian Han, but with the Golden Page . The ending had been written long ago .
One could only say that the Halberd-Armor dual was indestructible .
The picture-perfect world of mountains and valleys, of bird and flowers, had long vanished . The Golden Page stirred, its vibrant glow dimmed . Suddenly, after the book had lost its last glimmer of light, it crashed to the ground, lifeless .
"Yue Lian Han, you lost . "
Ling Xian descended slowly and found footing on solid earth . He looked at the dying maiden and sighed heavily . "You have burned through your energy, breached the length of your intended life, and now, you have mere moments to live . "
"Don’t need you to tell me that, I’m aware . "
Yue Lian Han’s face hid behind a gray, messy sea of hair . Even then one could make out the deep cuts of wrinkles that lined her temples . She was no longer a young maiden of 16 . Her 78-year-old body was on the verge of giving up on her .
Her heart had sunken deep into her gut . She had hoped that the Golden Page would propel her up through the Nine Heavens, and conquer the vast landscape for as far as her eyes could see .
If Yue Lian Han had left Ling Xian be, perhaps all of this could still come true . She could secure her page in the history of humanity and be revered for as long as time would allow . But she foolishly insisted on dragging Ling Xian into this meaningless, unnecessary battle . She had lost everything . How could she ever accept this?
She had wagered everything she had on a game of fate, her appearance, her life . Even without both, she would have been content if she had defeated Ling Xian .
"Ehem, ehem . . . "
Yue Lian Han was spitting blood . She eyed Ling Xian with a deadly glare without uttering a word . But the look of hatred and contempt could not be mistaken .
"So close to dying, will you not repent?" Ling Xian said mercilessly without striking the lethal blow . He had always been merciless against his enemies . But this girl was near death . There was no reason to end her life so swiftly .
Seeing that Ling Xian had no intention of ending her life, Yue Lian Han sneered with the last of her breath and said, "Am I too pitiful for you to kill me? Fine, I’ll do it myself . "
As her voice trailed off, she summoned the last of her breaths and let it go .
Ling Xian shook his head . Then, looking to the south, and then to the northwest, Ling Xian uttered softly, "Friends, you’ve been watching this show for a while, it’s time to come into the light . "
However, after a long pause, no one stepped up .
"Seems like you all require a personal invitation from me . " Ling Xian narrowed his gaze and unleashed an invisible force towards the south .
Hommmm!
The earth rumbled, and trees fell .
"Ha ha, brother, that was unnecessary . We did not wish to reveal ourselves, why insist?"
A raspy laugh echoed behind the massive tree that had just fallen . A topless, dark-faced youth jumped off the falling branches . He eyed Ling Xian cautiously .
Behind him, four or five more youths followed suit . From each breath they took, one could easily conclude that they all belonged to the Perfect Realm of Alchemy, albeit a touch less experienced compared to the dark-faced youth .
Ling Xian did not respond . Instead, he shook his head, turned his gaze towards the northwest and unleashed another invisible punch .
A violent dust storm raged towards the northwest, uprooting trees from their resting places .
Another group had been forced out into the light, led by a young, handsome but egotistical looking youth dressed in red .
Behind him, another four or five cultivators of the Perfect Realm followed closely, their head slightly bowed in fear and respect . Evidently, this was a force to be reckoned with .
Mo Qing Fu watched the two groups close in from afar . When he made out the faces of the two leaders, his frown transformed into a look of terror .
"You are…Vanquisher of Life, Conqueror of Creation . "
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