Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1241 - 747: Farewell to Southern Continent, The Path of Escape
Chapter 1241: Chapter 747: Farewell to Southern Continent, The Path of Escape
It was already late night.
Yet the Glazed Prefecture City was brightly lit, with crowds bustling about the streets and alleys.
Even though the citizens of the Divine Dynasty were well-informed, far surpassing the beings from the remote Hongze, they were still mere mortals.
For ordinary people, it was difficult to discern the precise cultivation level of Demons; the most intuitive and blunt feeling was the size of their bodies.
The Demon Body of the Southern Emperor was too large, so large that one couldn’t see its boundaries at a glance, making one feel that if it descended, the entire Glazed Prefecture would instantly turn into ruins.
Thus, even after several days had passed, the populace was still immersed in the horror and excitement of surviving the catastrophe.
Such a large Demonic Beast was ultimately pierced through the body by a Divine Sword transformed from turbulent celestial fire.
Those who hadn’t witnessed it firsthand simply couldn’t imagine the level of shock that scene brought.
The name Nanyang, spoken repeatedly, had already been revered as a true Immortal; with this trend continuing, building temples for worship was only a matter of time.
Compared to the noisy clamor outside, the grand hall of the government office was frighteningly silent at this moment.
The three Generals of Southern Defense sat there without a word.
They lacked the usual aura of authority.
Yang Mingli absentmindedly flipped through the documents on the desk, his gaze unfocused, obviously not reading a single word.
Beside him, Yan Lanting sat on a chair, listlessly bending over, rubbing his old face repeatedly like a farmer crouching by the field, devoid of any appearance of a General of Southern Defense.
As for Feng Xi, she leaned back, resting with her eyes closed, her expressionless pretty face showing faint signs of aging.
"..."
Wushan quietly entered the hall, replacing the untouched, now cold tea.
He looked at the three souls-gone-generals, his lips moved, but he didn’t utter a word to console them.
The calamity of that night still echoed in his mind.
However, what turned these three into such a state wasn’t the terror of the Southern Emperor; after all, these Generals of Southern Defense were not young beginners, they knew well the difference in power between them and the Southern Emperor and would not be discouraged by it.
The real reason was the word uttered by the Southern Emperor at that time: "Bodhisattva".
That single word revealed why their General Nanyang could obtain so much information in advance and possess cultivation that could dominate the Southern Continent.
Because he was originally from the Bodhi Sect, and held a revered position as a Bodhisattva.
To be exact...
He was a messenger soldier from the Demon Slayer Bureau, who risked immense peril to join the Great Sect to save the Southern Continent.
As for when...
Wushan gritted his teeth, recalling the moment the Bodhisattva of the Bodhi Sect arrived when they were hunting him.
In such circumstances, he could still wake up safely within the Divine Dynasty.
Perhaps from that moment on, Lord Nanyang had already joined the Bodhi Sect.
The confrontation between him and the Southern Emperor would soon spread... Though Wushan hadn’t delved deeply into these Great Sects, he could still imagine how they would treat a "traitor".
The three Generals of Southern Defense were worried about this.
If Lord Nanyang couldn’t return safely, these three might never feel at ease in their lifetimes.
"Alas."
Wushan turned around and walked slowly out of the hall.
On the steps, Ye Lan held the sword hilt at her waist, staring at the sky curtain, motionless like a stone statue.
"If I hadn’t left the Divine Dynasty back then," Wushan stood beside her, softly lamenting.
"..."
Ye Lan remained silent for a long time, still not turning her head, only softly saying, "He never mentioned these things."
Wushan was stunned at her words.
Lord Nanyang did so much, never uttering a single word.
Even before the Southern Emperor came, he lightly patted Wushan’s shoulder, indicating that he remembered the grudge between Wushan and the Southern Emperor.
When he finally slain the Southern Emperor, that slightly arrogant remark was also fulfilling a long-held wish for Wushan. freewebnoveℓ.com
How could a person like this blame him?
Thinking of this, Wushan raised his eyes in contemplation towards the sky as well. At that moment, a streak of light flashed across his pupils.
The burly man shivered in surprise: "He’s back!"
Before the words were finished, three figures swiftly surged from the hall behind him, moving with incredible speed, nothing like their previous lost souls appearance.
The streak of light landed, revealing a familiar figure in black.
Ye Lan had already stepped up, staring straight at the handsome face. She had personally experienced the change from subordinate to junior apprentice, then to senior uncle and superior, until now the ancestor.
In such a short time, their relationship had changed many times.
For a moment, she didn’t know how to address him, only instinctively breathing heavily, slightly choked, asking the most important question for everyone: "Are you alright?"
"..."
Shen Yi had just returned, and found himself stared at by several pairs of eyes.
He slightly raised his brows uncomfortably; since leaving Hongze, it had been a while since he felt something similar.
Thinking of that, Shen Yi nodded: "For now, it’s okay."
As the young man spoke, everyone’s tense hearts finally relaxed a bit.
"If the news from here reaches Southern Sumeru, you..." Yan Lanting still worriedly asked, the Bodhi Sect wasn’t foolish, unable to conquer the Southern Continent, they would surely pursue accountability.
"I’ve killed all the informed ones, this should delay it for a while, enough for me to leave the Southern Continent."
