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Chapter 253 (End of Main Text)
Golden light flashed one after another in the mist cave. Emperor Xuan was still parrying Emperor Ying Cang's attack. Because he had lost contact with Bai Yujing, he had to turn to directly absorbing the spiritual power in the mist cave.

The more he absorbed, the more uneasy Emperor Xuan felt.

Disturbed and with distracting thoughts arising, Emperor Xuan found his movements slowing down.

"No, no, my formation! My formation has been tampered with! Imperial Advisor! Where is the Imperial Advisor?!"

Du Xinghe flew to a position level with Xuan Di's blood-red eyes, sword in hand, and said coldly, "He and the entire Samsara Academy were thrown down by Xuan Du when you ascended."

The Samsara Institute's headquarters was an underground palace attached to the imperial palace. After Xuandu ascended to heaven, the Samsara Institute's headquarters was shaken down in mid-air by the aftershocks of the battle and fell into the deep sea.

As for the fate of those alchemists' accomplices, perhaps we should ask the Sea Lord if he's eaten yet.

A faint, shimmering dragon aura enveloped Du Xinghe. She withdrew her sword intent, calmed her mind, and gripped the jade pendant tightly in her hand.

She is listening.

The voices of all the people under heaven, and the voice of the Xuan Emperor.

Yes, within the Xuan Emperor's body were countless voices—the resentment of the cultivators he had devoured, and the cries of the common people, like weeds crushed by the wheels of imperial power.

A strange bubble suddenly popped up on Emperor Xuan's face.

"What, what is this—"

The strange bubble squeezed out facial features, turning into a terrified face:
"Your Highness, Your Highness, save me! I didn't mean to! I didn't want to win! Don't kill me! Don't—you bullying scoundrel, what do you have besides your status? I curse you! I curse you to a terrible death!"

One after another, bubbles began to emerge from Emperor Xuan's body, transforming into faces that spewed forth bursts of hatred:

"I just wanted to clear a few more acres of wasteland to save enough money for my daughter's schooling. Why is it that after I cleared the wasteland, this benefactor said I was taking over his family's land..."

"I taught you swordsmanship, practiced with you, and listened to your stories of pain. I thought I was your confidant! Why did you kill me! Why did you kill me!"

"My son! I want to see my son! Don't take him to be used for alchemy! No!"

Emperor Xuan was driven nearly mad by these sounds.

He screamed and covered his ears, but the sound came from his heart, from his blood, and from every bone in his body.

Amidst the cacophony, Du Xinghe swept his longsword across the ground, guided by the myriad sounds, and thrust it evenly at the bright spot on Xuan Emperor's body.

As Du Xinghe plunged the sword tip into his dantian, Xuandi was still arguing with those voices, trying to drown out the vengeful spirits seeking his life.

"You, you can hear me too!"

Emperor Xuan's breathing was like a bellows with a hole in it; his drooping eyelids almost covered his red eyes, and his voice had changed tone.

"Why? Why didn't you go crazy? Why were you able to act normally even though you heard it!"

Du Xinghe thrust the sword in a few more inches, then coldly replied:

"Because I understood what they were saying, and you just wanted them to shut up."

"Someone as trash as you doesn't even deserve to be a human being, let alone an emperor."

The Xuan Emperor's dantian collapsed inward, and the power he had seized began to flee in panic. His skin began to rot and peel off; this parasite that had gnawed at the cultivation world for a hundred years was finally dying.

Du Xinghe landed slowly.

"Master! Master! The fog cave is starting to disappear, and I see such beautiful rays of light in the sky! And—what is that? Something flew by—"

Exclamations of surprise rang out from the Immortal Alliance members over the communication channel of the Nine Cold Days: "The Four Spirits! Divine Beasts!"

Golden national fortune surged and clung to Du Xinghe layer by layer, and an unprecedented enlightenment flashed through Du Xinghe's mind.

The divine beasts from the four corners of the sky came to commemorate the end of a dynasty and to witness the beginning of a new era.

As Du Xinghe's thoughts raced, she discovered that she could hear the voice of anyone in the world effortlessly. Her power connected rivers, lakes, and seas; with just a thought, she could cause mountains to crumble and oceans to surge.

But she didn't want to do that.

The Xuan Emperor is dead, and she has inherited the Mandate of Heaven. The divine artifacts have changed hands, and she naturally becomes the master of the new dynasty.

Her cultivation level also rose to the Great Perfection of the Integration Stage the moment she heard the voice of the people. Du Xinghe listened quietly to the sounds of the world, and Emperor Yingcang gently called out to her from his side: "Xinghe".

She opened her eyes and looked at the somewhat hesitant Emperor Ying Cang: "Hmm."

"What are you going to do next?"

Emperor Yingcang wanted to ask more than just this, but he could only muster the words to say this one sentence.

As is customary, Du Xinghe can directly establish her own dynasty on the ruins of the Xuan Dynasty. She will become the new emperor, using herself as the foundation to connect the dragon veins of the entire continent.

So, well, the choice of the empress...

He used to be an emperor, and his mother was an empress, so he has some experience with the position of empress. So, could he be her empress?

Emperor Yingcang struggled for a long time but couldn't utter a word.

This is really tough on people with social anxiety.

Du Xinghe gazed at the fiery red dome ablaze with rosy light and remained silent for a moment.

"Galaxy!"

Emperor Yingcang frowned as he looked over. In the palace, which was already mostly destroyed, a young man hurriedly climbed over. It was Ji Wuhuo, who had protected Ji Suhua and left at the beginning of the assassination attempt.

The handsome young master of the Ji family, whose hair was slightly disheveled, rushed to Du Xinghe's side. He looked her up and down with concern, and only after confirming that she was alright did he reveal a smile of relief.

"Are they all alright?" Du Xinghe asked.

"Father is assessing the damage to Xuandu, and Aunt has safely returned home," Ji Wuhuo said. "Are you... are you alright?"

Du Xinghe blinked and said, "I'm fine, of course I'm fine."

Emperor Ying Cang quickly asked, "Then, do you want to rest for a while? I can take you back to the underground palace..."

"No, I don't need to rest," Du Xinghe said. "I'm leaving."

She gripped the sword hilt, her feet slightly levitating, as the sunset began to fade.

The rumble of thunder began faintly.

Ji Wuhuo's heart tightened, and he immediately asked, "Where are you going?"

"Ascension."

Du Xinghe smiled slightly: "Of course, I want to go and see the new world that I've been longing for. As cultivators, isn't the ultimate goal of cultivation to ascend to immortality? Don't you want to see what a truly free world is like, and what a wider world looks like?"

Emperor Ying Cang exclaimed "Ah!" He looked down at his hands and said somewhat bewilderedly, "I think I've also touched that door."

During the battle with Emperor Xuan, he heard Du Xinghe's words from beginning to end. Under the impact of this, the emotional tribulation that had bound him for a thousand years was finally broken.

What is love?

It's simply about being of one mind with the hearts of millions of people as our foundation.

From Du Xinghe, he tasted all the passionate emotions that a human being should have. From one person experiencing emotions, these emotions were ultimately fed back to all living beings. The cycle of nature is the way of enlightenment.

Du Xinghe extended his hand to Ji Wuhuo and gently asked, "Are you coming too?"

Ji Wu Huo took her hand without hesitation, their fingers intertwined: "No matter where you take me, I will follow you."

In the sky, the tribulation clouds containing boundless power have been fully accumulated. Four divine beasts guard a corner of the sky, ready to witness the ascension of the two most legendary cultivators in this world to the upper realm and shatter the void.

What is Baiyujing like?

Where does the system truly originate from, and what world does it belong to?

She held Ji Wuhuo and Emperor Yingcang's hands and calmly closed her eyes.

As long as there is a road ahead, Du Xinghe will continue on his journey.

Fearless and undaunted—this has always been her guiding principle.
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