Chen Daojun’s cryptic explanation made Master Kongkong seem to understand.
“If you can’t rush up this time, then the chances of disappearing to this one will be much lower?”
“Hmm.”
Chen Daojun looked pensive: “Dong’er is this “one” and the hope for this time, if he rushes up, the human race can still continue for a thousand years of reincarnation, even ……”
At the end of the sentence, it came to an abrupt end.
Master Empty Air pondered for a moment, then stopped asking questions, but continued to focus on the heavenly path, chanting scriptures.
He knew very well that Chen Daojun’s words could not be spoken, for if he did, he would have crossed the thunderbolt!
But while he was chanting the scriptures, the light of his eyes on the heavenly path became more and more determined.
Once he thought he could stand shoulder to shoulder with Chen Daojun, but now he realised that the difference between the two was more than a star and a half.
Inside Zhenjiang City.
Qin Ye and Zhuge Qing kept their eyes on Chen Dong and Jiang Qilin above the Heavenly Road.
They had already prepared themselves.
Even they did not have Jiang Qilin’s mission, so they were more thoroughly prepared.
Every now and then, a cluster of golden light would flash out from the wooden box in Zhuge Qing’s arms, only less violently compared to that time earlier.
But that was no longer their concern.
Of the three, only Zhao Breru was very different.
While Qin Ye and Zhuge Qing focused on the monstrous tide of swords on the heavenly road, Zhao Broke-Ru was a rare case of keeping his head down.
The golden light emanating from the eyes of the Eight Formation Diagram of Gods and Ghosts shone on his body, and beads of sweat could faintly be seen oozing from his forehead.
His brow was furrowed in some pain.
When the tide of Heavenly Might Swords surged, not only were Chen Dong’s Fengless and Gu Cangyue’s Great Cauldron stirred, but even the wisp of Human Emperor Qi inside him was vaguely agitated.
At this moment, Zhao Broke-Ru clenched his fist and tried his best to suppress the Human Emperor Qi within his body.
He felt the Human Emperor Qi running wildly in his body like an unbridled wild horse, and his entire body was in a tense state.
“This strand of Human Emperor Qi is going to explode out after all, just not yet.”
This was what was going through Zhao Broshi’s mind.
From the moment he promised Chen Daojun, he had no half-hearted remorse.
But before he was given the order to strike, he had to do his utmost to suppress the Human Emperor Qi from exploding out.
Only at the critical moment could the outburst of the Human Emperor Qi be effective, and the slightest mistake in this great situation of stepping on the sky and knocking on the door would be a loss of success.
He even tried his best to suppress the Human Emperor Qi to ensure that it would not be seen.
At least not to be perceived by those on the heavenly path, or to be detected by the heavens.
“Zhao Broke-Ru, are you having a hard time?”
Qin Ye sensed Zhao Broke-Ru’s strange appearance.
Zhao Broke-Ru did not respond, and at this moment, he did not have the strength left to say one more word.
Subconsciously, Qin Ye wanted to check Zhao Breru’s state, but as soon as he lowered his head, he was stopped by Zhao Breru’s eyes.
He frowned and did not continue.
If Zhao Bro Bro was really in danger, he wouldn’t have gestured with his eyes.
Boom, boom, boom ……
On the road to heaven, the tide of Heavenly Might swords seemed to have gone a little wilder, and the booming and loud sound shook the heavens and the earth more than it ever had just now.
The sea of blood was so great that it tumbled and swept away.
Thousands of metres of blood waves of Heavenly Might, propelled by countless blood swords, pushed across the Heavenly Road as if the heavens were tilting.
A blood sword tens of metres long was even like a mountain moving across, wrapped in the fearful might of the heavens, destroying everything.
But in the midst of the endless blood, the thousands of metres of golden light that Jiang Qilin had opened up remained as solid as a rock.
The blood swords struck the ocean of golden light like a titanic mountain, sending ripples through it and compressing it in a brutal manner, but that was all.
When the blood sword collapsed, Jiang Qilin’s burning qilin blood would once again open up the compressed part with the speed of lightning. But the more stubbornly he resisted, the more he was taken care of by the heavenly might.
In almost an instant, hundreds of blood swords would be pressed across the thousand-metre ocean of golden light.
Such intensity could not be described as terrifying!
Even so, as time passed, the number of blood swords that poured onto the golden ocean of light continued to increase!
Chen Dong was in the “Heavenless Realm”, where everything on the heavenly path was cut off, and the tide of swords poured out by the heavenly might was as nothing to him.
But even if he could not detect it, even if he did not have to resist it, he could still get a glimpse of it just by looking at it when he was in the “Heavenless Realm”.
Each one of them had literally given up resistance, openly spreading their hands to the destruction of the Heavenly Mighty Blood Sword.
Only when one is in a state of utter despair will one make such a gesture, giving up all sense of resistance to fight.
Such a display alone was proof of the terror of the Heavenly Might Sword Tide.
What’s more, these were not just ordinary people who had been killed openly, but hermits who had undergone trials and tribulations and had walked a bloody path through the pile of the dead to get to where they were today!
“The tide of Heavenly Might swords has forced the best of these Hidden People to give up resistance, one blood sword kills one Hidden Person, but Jiang Qilin is now enduring the tide of hundreds of blood swords all the time, just how much has he endured?”
Chen Dong’s gaze was deep as he stared at Jiang Qilin in front of him, guilt was like a tidal wave.
In the line of sight.
That figure was always straight backed, never hunched over, not even a tremor, just like a sheathed sword, pointing at the sky with a sharp edge, just like Jiang Qilin once was, looking askance and domineering.
All this, originally Chen Dong also need to bear.
But Jiang Qilin put him completely out of the way with his own strength.
It was true that his mind had transformed to the point where heaven and earth were only his heart, but the transformation did not mean that he had become indifferent and hard as a rock, but that he could look at everything more “objectively”.
Whether it was the time when Jiang Qilin gave up a drop of Qilin blood to help Gu Qingying produce Youn, burying the chance to step into the sky, or the present time when Jiang Qilin is alone in shaking the sky and completely reduced to a stepping stone, it was like a huge stone that caused ripples in Chen Dong’s heart.
He took a deep breath and moved his gaze away from Jiang Qilin, sweeping towards the vast heavenly road.
The Heavenly Road, which had previously been filled with people, could not be called less by the hidden world, even before the tide of Heavenly Might Swords descended.
But after the tide of Heavenly Might Swords had poured onto the Heavenly Road, it was now empty.
Gu Cang Yue and the black-robed Heavenly Wolf were the first to be imprinted on Chen Dong’s eyes.
With a slight frown, he continued to sweep and search for other hidden worlds.
One was a venerable old man with white hair and a stooped figure, but in the face of the tide of Heavenly Might swords pouring out, thick and complicated runes were emanating from his body, intertwining into the size of an ancient bronze bell around his body, resisting the Heavenly Might blood swords to death.
A middle-aged man wearing a daoist crown and a daoist robe, holding a duster and surrounded by four ancient swords, his unbridled sword qi was brutal and overbearing as he slashed against each of the Heavenly Might Blood Swords and caused one to collapse.
One was a frail scholar with a handsome white face, holding a pen in one hand and a book in the other, scribbling furiously, reciting words under his breath, but repeatedly rising up in a scroll of golden light the moment the Heavenly Mighty Blood Swords poured down, forcibly resisting the bloodsword’s deadly plague.
Apart from these three, there were no others.
Even with all his eyesight, Chen Dong could not find the presence of any other hidden world.
These three were not outstanding existences on the previous Heavenly Road, but now they were fighting against the tide of Heavenly Might Swords without losing any ground, while on the contrary, the Hidden World, which was so powerful on the previous Heavenly Road that Chen Dong had even fought with it, was buried in the tide of Heavenly Might Swords.
And they were the last seven people in this tide of Heavenly Might Swords!
They were also the last seven people on the Heaven Trekking Road this time!
And the result of this was so horrifying that Chen Dong’s bones and scalp tingled.
He subconsciously screened the progress of the Heavenly Path trekking, and now the seven of them were at a position that was barely more than half of the distance, and vaguely more than two thirds of the distance of the entire Heavenly Path trekking!
