long night walk

Chapter 1601: Eternal Sorrow

In response to Qingao's arrogant remarks, Cangnanyi nodded slightly and said, "This tactic is more reliable than your previous actions."

Qingao smiled, bowed deeply to Cangnanyi, and said: "Throughout the ages, I have never seen anyone like you, who can directly face the state of mind of slaughtering your own people and face the reality of your own death. I really cannot understand what kind of belief you have to maintain such an absolute balance in this sinful world.

I take back what I said before. You are the only one in the six realms who deserves the title of Saint."

Cangnanyi looked at the undisguised smile in Qingao's eyes, she suddenly chuckled and said calmly: "Don't you hate me anymore?"

"Hate." Qing Ao straightened up, his dark, brutal and numb eyes revealing a strange calmness.

"Back then, I was disgraced, killed my father and brother, and became a follower of the evil god. When I learned that you, my queen, had the power to seal the evil god, I hated you to the core because of my anger. I longed for revenge, and when I regained my body, I couldn't wait to find a way to sneak into Kunlun Mountain, tear your bones, and drink your blood!"

He slowly raised his head and looked at the lonely sky. The waves in his dark eyes seemed to be about to burst out at this moment.

“But, my lady…” Qing Ao sighed deeply and said, “The evil god’s despair corroded my heart, but did not peck out my eyes. I am not blind. After hundreds of thousands of years in the mountains, even if I cannot see through you, I understand that my calamity has nothing to do with you.”

"After seeing someone like you, all living things may not like you, but no one can truly hate you either."

"From the day I entered the mountain gate and saw the real Majesty, I no longer have any resentment towards her."

He found it hard to hate Cangnanyi.

But he hated the unfairness of heaven and fate.

He sacrificed his life to achieve justice, but justice abandoned him in the dust.

He threw himself into the darkness in response to the world's hope, hoping to become a hero.

In the end, he ended up being covered in sins and doomed to eternity. The world was too big, too vast, and too empty. He hated everything in the world, but when he traced back to the source, he didn't know who he hated.

As the God Lord Ao Qing, if he doesn't want to end up in such a mess, he must grab something.

Qingshui lowered her head and coughed out the blood in her chest. She supported herself on the blood pool and stood up with difficulty. She looked at Qingao sharply, "If that's the case, why did you set up this deadly situation in the mountains for so many years!"

Qing Ao said as a matter of course: "Miss Qingshui's words make it sound as if the calamity would not have come to the Majesty if I had not made arrangements in the mountains."

These few words left her speechless.

Qing Ao met the angry gaze of Qingshui's female official, smiled faintly, and said: "In this world, the queen does not have any rivals. The queen's only enemy is to fight against the way of heaven and change fate. People like me are just obstacles arranged in front of the queen by the way of heaven."

Qingao spread his arms, the smile on his face became more and more wanton and sinister, and also arrogant. "Since fate has arranged it, it's either you die or I die, so come on."

"You're right." Cangnanyi spread out his palm, penetrated into the void, took out the demon essence that Qingshui lost from Luanfeng Feidu, and threw it to Qingshui casually.

She looked at Qingao calmly and said calmly, "Today's ending is nothing more than you die or I die, or a combination of the two."

Cangnanyi looked calm, but murderous intent was already aroused.

Life and death were already decided, so she didn't want to think too much about it. In a sense, she didn't dislike people like Qing Ao.

But she also knew that fate had already been determined. If she allowed Qingao to continue, after she returned, he would start a massacre and slaughter everyone in Kunlun and the thirty-six palaces in heaven.

Although what happens after death has nothing to do with her anymore, she can just close her eyes and say goodbye to this world forever.

But now that she is still alive, she must finish the work at hand conscientiously and responsibly.

As Cangnan Yi gained momentum, the entire Kunlun Houtu land began to tremble spontaneously.

The night sky in front of the beacon tower suddenly became distant and dim. Cangnan Yi's blood-stained green dress fluttered gently in the wind and snow. The jade crown that bound her black hair emitted a sacred glow, which was particularly eye-catching in the snow.

Half of the saint's body was stained with blood, but the pressure went straight into his soul.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of mountains all shrank in height, leaving only her tall.

Under Qingao's gaze, Cangnanyi raised her right hand, which was stained with blood but still beautiful, and stretched it towards the night sky and made a virtual clench.

The Milky Way suddenly appears in the sky, and the stars spread across the blue Milky Way, shining brightly on the sky and the earth.

A lone figure stands alone gazing at Kunlun, and a vast dragon turns into Yinchuan.

From the night sky of the Milky Way, she drew out a sword shining with vast silver light. The sword energy was as brilliant as the light of heaven and full of ancient charm. The sound of the sword was like the cry of a wild geese in the sky, and its voice could be heard throughout the sky and soar above the clouds.

The moment the sword came out, the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains were dyed golden. Above the nine layers of clouds, the sky was shining brightly, and sword energy was lingering. In the meantime, there was a Kun whale riding on the clouds and mist, looking down proudly. The sound of a sad cry was complex and ancient, and it swallowed the world.

Qingao raised his head to look at the sky, only to see that Cangnan Yi hadn't drawn his sword yet, but he took the sword from the sky, and caused the ten thousand swords that sealed the world to collapse and disintegrate, and the scattered golden sword intent fell down.

From nowhere came the wind from heaven on earth.

He exclaimed: "It turns out that you, Madam, do not lack the power to break my sword seal."

Cangnan Yi held his sword horizontally on his sleeve. There was no need to wipe it, but one could still see the sharpness of the sword.

She said calmly, "It was not my intention to take the source blood without permission. However, the Kunlun demon fairy clan has been protected by my incense for thousands of years. Even if Qingxuan did something wrong, we can trace the root cause and take the blood for my use, so I will not owe you anything. But the demon clan in the human world has suffered the disaster of displacement and the pain of being slaughtered and hunted by all races. I have never protected them for a day. It is unreasonable to hunt mortal demons for the disaster period." Qingao said admiringly, "Your Majesty is righteous."

"I'm speaking the truth." Cangnan Yi lowered his eyes and swung his sword. The movement was standard and simple. Any qualified swordsman in the world could perform such a basic sword move.

But she was different from any other peerless swordsman in the world. The sword she swung out had the power of Pangu's opening of the Dragon Gate and the six directions.

The moment the sword came out, Qingao's heart had already gone numb, and he could not feel any sword intent in this world.

He has been famous for his sword since he was very young and is proud of his sword skills, but at this moment, he seems to have forgotten the "sword".

He turned around in the boundless snow, and in this indescribable sword, he seemed to see the sufferings of all living beings.

However, this sword was able to dispel the evil and cut off the figure, thus going beyond the cage.

His perspective suddenly changed subtly, and he saw that a soul in his body was cut out of his body by the sword and then annihilated like wind and snow.

Qingao felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something, or let go of something, and his body seemed to become lighter.

He stared blankly at the trace of soul shadow that disappeared like snow in the wind, and behind it was a long road with no end in sight.

Even though the road was dark and the night was endless, he had personally cut off the path to his own relatives and friends, and there was no way left behind him.

When did this road appear, leading to nowhere?

Cold sweat rushed over my whole body in an instant.

He stood in the wind and snow, sweating profusely, his hand hanging by his side holding a whisk in a daze, the snow-white whisk fluttering gently in the wind like an old gray silk.

And Cangnan Yi was also standing in the wind and snow, watching calmly.

Qing Ao's throat was dry and he looked at the holy and beautiful face in the snow and said with difficulty: "What is the name of this sword?"

He practiced swordsmanship in two lifetimes, both before and after his death.

He claims to be the leader in kendo and a genius in swordsmanship.

But he had experienced life and death in two lifetimes and had never seen such a sword.

The moonlight was reflected behind Cangnan's clothes, and she still looked like a pure and spotless banished immortal. But when the sword was slashed out, she seemed to have entered a snowy forest, and was inadvertently imbued with the fragrance of plum blossoms, and was tainted with a bit of the breath of the world.

She casually made a sword flower, without even raising her eyes, she said with her thin lips: "This sword is called, Eternal Sorrow."

Qing Ao pulled the corners of his lips, as if he was crying and laughing, and seemed to be realizing something, and murmured: "What a tragedy that will last forever. I didn't expect that the queen would also practice swordsmanship."

Cangnanyi seemed to be guiding his state of mind with the sword, but her nonchalant expression made it seem as if she didn't care about anything in this world. She raised her eyes and smiled as if she was telling an insignificant story, and said calmly:

"It's interesting to say that this is the second sword I have forged in this world. Before this sword, there was a sword master brother. I think it's a pity."

Qingao has amazing observation skills.

After hearing this, how could one not understand that the saint lady in front of him had never practiced any one path in depth, be it the path of the sword or the path of the demon fairy.

There are three thousand great ways. All living beings can choose one of them and then walk on it for the rest of their lives.

But for her, every step she takes is different, and that is why there are three thousand great roads in the world.

She doesn't need to deliberately delve into any particular path of practice, because for her, any path she explores will lead her to the pinnacle.

He had spent his entire life, a total of two lifetimes, trying hard to comprehend the meaning of the sword, but his sword was still as profound as the one she simply swung out.

Qingao stroked his forehead and smiled bitterly, his shoulders trembling slightly, "Before killing me, you also want to cut off my heart cage, why do you have to do this, my queen? I have no intention of swimming to the other side, you might as well... save some effort, after all, your body has reached its limit, why bother yourself with unnecessary unhappiness."

Cangnanyi didn't care. He wiped the sword gently with his fingers, and said in a clear and leisurely voice: "When I kill people, my interest is different, and the method is naturally different. Although it is a bit troublesome, Lord God, please bear with me?"

Qingao spread his palms and said, "Your Majesty, do you really think that I have no ability to fight back?"

Cangnanyi raised the sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

Qing Ao was horrified for a moment. He took a step back cautiously and said with his hands clasped, "Of course not. Your Majesty is indeed worthy of being your Majesty. You are on the verge of death and your strength is only one ten-thousandth of what it is. Yet, you are still able to make people unable to resist. If I were not a chess piece of heaven at this moment, one of the calamities of your majesty, I would not think that I could force your majesty to this extent, right?"

Cang Nanyi said: "Why do you underestimate yourself? Your strength should not be underestimated. You just want to preserve your strength because you know that after I die, if you want to destroy the Thirty-Six Heavenly Palaces, you will have to make enemies with the entire fairy world. You will have to spend your energy to deal with the immortals in the mountains and the immortals outside the mountains. It's not that you don't have the strength to compete with me, but you are trying to kill me with the least effort."

"After all, I am... doing my best to resist fate right now."

Qingao looked at Cangnanyi, who was strolling leisurely, with a strange expression: "Madam, are you sure you are going all out?"

Cang Nanyi said casually: "I really tried my best."

Qing Ao put away the expression on his face and suddenly laughed: "It's a pity that this time, the heaven seems to have favored me for once. My queen, you don't have time."