Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 194: Reincarnation Life and Death Fist
"Brother, you... How are you? Are you in a lot of pain?"
Long Tianmo didn’t care in the slightest what Ye Tianling had become, choking back sobs.
Her gaze, which had been nearly lifeless, immediately regained its extreme tenderness the moment it fell upon Ye Tianling, as if she were pouring all her love and concern into it.
Ye Tianling didn’t turn to look at Long Tianmo. His new body was stiff, like a heavy, immovable mountain.
Meanwhile, his consciousness was gradually sinking, plummeting into a blood-red abyss.
At this moment, Ye Tianling knew that he had likely begun the process of Entering Demon.
’After Entering Demon, I won’t have any emotions left.’
’Since I won’t have emotions anymore, why should I let Long Tianmo keep worrying and grieving for me?’
Ye Tianling tried to breathe, to control this body, but while he’d had some success at first, it was now becoming increasingly difficult.
"Are you sure about Entering Demon? This is the last time I’ll ask. Once you confirm, you will be Detached from the Three Realms and Six Paths, no longer existing within the cycle of Five Elements Life and Death. This means you will completely Disappear from this World. The rules of this World will gradually erase every Mark of your existence, restoring everything to a state as if you had never appeared."
Little Dragon Girl asked softly.
Her question this time was even clearer and more direct.
Little Dragon Girl’s voice seemed to ring directly in Ye Tianling’s ears.
’Erased... Will I still be alive?’ Ye Tianling asked in his mind.
"You will exist as a ’Blood Demon’—a true Demon of Slaughter and Devouring, with no sense of self! But if you give up, the Space-Time Soul-locking Tower will preserve your consciousness in slumber for a time, waiting for the next opportunity to awaken."
Little Dragon Girl replied.
’If I’m erased by the rules, what will happen to Tianmo and Tianyu?’ Ye Tianling asked in his heart. ’Will they gradually forget me as the rules change? Will they be able to survive?’
"If the Mark of your existence were to Disappear, under the shift in the rules, the entire World would forget you. As for Long Tianyu and Long Tianmo, Long Fengyang might save them... Specifically, it’s impossible to predict."
There was a hint of temptation in Little Dragon Girl’s voice.
Ye Tianling said, "I won’t place my hope in Long Fengyang, nor in the rules of some Celestial Dao. I am certain. I will proceed with Entering Demon! After Entering Demon, I’ll be able to freely Control this body of a Great Success Emperor’s Qi Sword Body, right?"
Little Dragon Girl said, "Correct. Are you certain?"
Ye Tianling affirmed, "Certain! I’m certain about completely Entering Demon!"
Little Dragon Girl said, "Good. You are now Entering Demon. The Bloodline Shackles within you have been opened. You can now Control this Great Success Emperor’s Qi Sword Body."
As Little Dragon Girl’s words fell, Ye Tianling felt a thunderous roar erupt within his body.
The blood-colored hair covering his body began to recede, eventually transforming into a suit of blood-red Battle Armor that clad him.
He was bathed in a bloody light, and his body returned to its previous proportions.
His height decreased slightly, to around six-foot-three.
His face was about seventy percent similar to his original appearance, but now possessed a wicked, untamed charm, colder and more dashingly handsome.
’Why is my consciousness still here? Haven’t I Entered Demon? Haven’t I sunk into the abyss?’ Ye Tianling felt a surge of alarm and confusion.
"Don’t rush it. You’ll lose yourself gradually. While you’re still lucid, do whatever you need to do."
Little Dragon Girl’s voice, on the contrary, seemed to have regained some of its strength as she spoke with great composure.
Understanding dawned on Ye Tianling. With a mere thought, his Soul Talent instinctively erupted.
The terrifying Soul Talent almost instantly assessed Long Tianmo’s terrible condition, as well as Long Fengyang’s Sword Ancestor Nine Paths and his Realm as a Half-step Sword Saint!
Before him, it was as if neither of them had any secrets.
And yet, neither of them noticed a thing!
’Haven’t I Entered Demon?’
’Why is my Soul Talent still active?’
"This—"
Ye Tianling’s heart shuddered, but he immediately realized something.
He was now free from the shackles of the Supreme Dao between Heaven and Earth; the fetters of one’s Realm seemed to have completely lost their hold on him.
As a result, many of his Abilities were manifesting with the effect of ’Great Success’!
In reality, everything that had just happened took less than ten breaths of time.
As Ye Tianling came to his senses, Long Tianmo’s concerned question was still echoing in his ears.
"Pain? There’s no pain. After abandoning that flawed body and using this brand-new one my Master Refined for me, I’ve said goodbye to the past. Your brother is doing great now."
His face now back to normal and no longer hideous, Ye Tianling turned around.
Despite his eyes being completely blood-red, they were filled with tender affection.
Those eyes should have been incomparably brutal, baleful, ruthless, and malicious.
Yet right now, they were so gentle, so warm.
Could warmth and blood co-exist in the same gaze?
They could.
Because right now, Ye Tianling possessed just such a pair of eyes.
Reflected in those eyes was Long Tianmo’s small, haggard figure, looking so lonely and so sorrowful.
"Brother... are... are you still you?"
Long Tianmo was still weeping tears of blood; they flowed down her face, mingling with the fresh crimson stains.
"Whether I become a peerless Demon or turn to ash under a thousand calamities, I will always remember Tianyu and Tianmo. Because... your brother will always, always be your brother."
Ye Tianling’s voice grew even softer.
Then, he retracted his gaze and looked once more at Long Fengyang.
Long Fengyang took another step back, his expression a mixture of shock and uncertainty. "You... You actually managed to sever your Soul and bloodline connection to the Dragon Race, yet maintained your sanity in a state of Blood Evil? You... you possess some great fortitude!"
Ye Tianling said coolly, "My rise wasn’t because of your Dragon Race’s Divine Blood, nor your Dragon Race’s Talent, nor your so-called convergence of three great Dragon Race Talents. I was born with an Innate Deficiency. On me, those Talents weren’t Talents at all—they were flaws, burdens!
You think it’s a disgrace? So do I.
But I also feel honored. Fortunate!
If not for this bloodline, I never would have met my two wonderful sisters, the most wonderful sisters in the world! Without them, my life would be meaningless, even if I were to reach the peerless summit in the future."
"Not relying on the Dragon Race? You’re relying on this evil, Demon-like heritage? This heritage of yours is indeed powerful, but from your actions, it’s clearly not a righteous path! What’s more, your Soul is now utterly depleted, with not even a hundredth of its strength remaining. Relying on a half-crippled Ancient Puppet body at the Sword Spirit Realm, you still dream of reaching the peerless summit? What a joke!"
Long Fengyang sneered.
Ye Tianling didn’t bother to explain. Instead, he said, "You hurt Tianmo earlier. Now, I have absolutely no connection to you. I’ll return the favor with a punch and wake you up!"
As he spoke, Ye Tianling glanced at Long Tianmo again.
This time, however, Long Tianmo didn’t try to stop him.
After everything that had happened, she seemed to have grown disillusioned with the world, her eyes filled with endless sorrow, desolation, and a dim light.
"Just you? You swapped into a Puppet body with a bit more qi and blood, but you’re still merely at the Half-step Sword Spirit Realm, yet you delude yourself into thinking you can fight a Half-Saint? Since you insist on fighting me, I’ll grant you a swift death!"
Long Fengyang laughed cruelly.
Ye Tianling closed his eyes. A moment later, they snapped open.
They were a pair of true blood-red eyes.
Those eyes seemed to burn with the blood of a billion Living Spirits, and they were chilling to the bone.
Within those eyes, two Blood-Colored Crescent Moons appeared.
Within each Blood-Colored Crescent Moon, a blood-colored figure appeared. Each figure was swinging an axe, chopping at a tree, blow by blow.
"That’s—the Hidden Dragon Shackles?"
Long Fengyang gasped, then exclaimed in shock, "You’ve comprehended the secret heritage of the Blood Moon?"
Ye Tianling didn’t answer, only stating coolly, "Reincarnation-Life and Death Fist!"
As his voice rang out, icy blood flowed through Ye Tianling’s body like freezing water.
He became completely devoid of emotion.
That single punch gathered two streams of the Power of Slaughter.
In the Void, the dying sun darkened. A Blood-Colored Crescent Moon rose, then plummeted at extreme speed, merging into Ye Tianling’s Fist Intent.
BOOM—
Ye Tianling threw a punch that gathered the power of the Blood-Colored Crescent Moon.
