Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 637 - 611: Tragic Victory_1
"Break!"
At this very moment, the most dangerous moment, a strong voice belted out from deep within the palace.
The void vibrated incessantly, revealing an imposing avatar stepping on the earth, his head reaching the Azure sky. His true height was immeasurable, yet adorned by the myriad constellations.
He wore a black royal robe, holding the King Sword in his hand, his gaze domineering as he looked down upon all life forms.
An aura of kingship swept across all directions!
The pressure within heaven and earth, like ice and snow under the blazing sun, disappeared abruptly.
He finally made the breakthrough! Qin Wudao's tense expression eased somewhat. As long as Cao Cao made the breakthrough, the crisis could be resolved.
However, when he thought of the sacrifices made by Gui Guzi, Yuzun, Guo Jia, and others, his excitement vanished without a trace.
It's him?
At the summit of the Ninth Heaven, Luo Hou also noticed Cao Cao, who had just made the breakthrough. He frowned slightly.
In the training grounds, after more than a year of secluded cultivation, Cao Cao suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced towards Luo Hou in the sky, radiating a bone-chilling murderous aura. Although he had been in seclusion, he was acutely aware of the external situation.
"Kill!"
With no hesitation, Cao Cao tore through the Void, positioning himself before Qin Wudao. The King Sword in his hand gleamed with a bloody light, immortal power surged as he wielded it fiercely.
The Void shattered, revealing a Sword Qi that exuded the intent of a hero, the aura of a general, the power of a king…
Wei King's authority!
This was the Sword of Kingship!
BOOM!
Following a world-shattering roar, two cataclysmic attacks viciously clashed, exploding with a dazzling light, like a sun suspended low in the sky, piercingly bright.
Then, immeasurable shockwaves spread out, threatening to destroy everything.
The primordial continent trembled.
The ground of the Three Thousand Dao Domains cracked open, lava gushed forth, and black smoke enveloped the area, as if it were the end of the world.
This spectacle lasted for a quarter of an hour before it concluded.
Amidst the shattered sky stood two figures, their immortal might震荡, forming two celestial domains that constantly collided, as if poised to cleave the world in two.
"You're quite impressive!" Luo Hou remarked, his hands clasped behind his back, his red hair fluttering in the wind, a hint of admiration in his voice.
If any powerhouses from his era had heard these words, they would undoubtedly have been utterly astounded, exclaiming in disbelief.
The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou… actually praising someone?
Cao Cao didn't answer, merely tightening his grip on the King Sword, his heart filled with caution, alert and ready.
Only after they had clashed did he truly realize how terrifying Luo Hou's strength was. His all-out strike just now had only managed to destroy that dragon-shaped spear Qi.
From beginning to end, Luo Hou hadn't attacked at all!
If Luo Hou had attacked at that moment, I would have been obliterated, without any chance of fighting back, Cao Cao thought.
WHOOSH!
At this moment, Luo Hou's figure flickered and vanished into thin air. When he reappeared, he was standing before Qin Wudao, merely five steps away.
This movement caused Cao Cao's expression to change drastically, and he quickly followed.
"Relax!" Luo Hou said calmly, gesturing with his hand as he noticed Cao Cao's tension. "This Ancestor will not take action. This Ancestor always keeps his word. As long as you can withstand one full-powered attack from me, I will spare your life!"
"But it is an undeniable fact that you have damaged this Ancestor's Reincarnation body. This has created a karmic enmity that is irreconcilable!"
"Let's do this: This Ancestor will give you a thousand years!"
"After a thousand years, this Ancestor will come to take your life!"
His tone was even, yet it carried an unyielding determination that brooked no refusal.
"Rest assured!" Qin Wudao declared, looking straight at Luo Hou, his teeth gritted. "After a thousand years, I will use your head to commemorate the fallen heroes of the Great Qin!" His bloodshot eyes surged with an endless, unreservedly erupting killing intent.
"Kill me?" Luo Hou paused slightly, not angered, as if he had heard the most hilarious joke. "HAHA! This Ancestor will be waiting!"
With a wave of his right hand, he swept up the 'Jie' from thousands of miles away. It soared into the sky, departing the primordial continent through the tear in the world's canopy.
"A thousand years from now, if you can defeat this Ancestor, I will give you an explanation for today's events!"
"If you fail, not a single soul in the Great Qin Saint's Court shall be spared!"
...
With Luo Hou's departure, this慘烈 war was declared over.
As far as the eye could see, there was only a scene of utter destruction: the sky shattered, the earth fragmented, the world's origin fractured…
Low sobs echoed within the borders of the Great Qin Saint's Court. In countless cities, billions of living beings knelt on the ground, wailing in abject despair, their tears flowing endlessly.
Before them lay corpses.
The elderly!
Children!
Even infants!
Without exception, these individuals had possessed weaker cultivation levels and, unable to withstand the aftershocks of the recent battle, had their life forces extinguished.
The cities, protected by Formations, had fared better.
The most tragic scenes were in the villages. Lacking powerful protectors and the shelter of Formations, the simple villagers had all perished in endless agony.
The mountains and rivers mourned!
Joy had vanished! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Within the blood-soaked ruins of the Imperial Capital, Qin Wudao tremblingly opened the Investiture of the Gods. Seeing name after name turned grey, his heart ached as if stabbed.
Gui Guzi, Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Xiao He, Li Bai, Wang Yangming, Dong Zhongshu, Wang Xizhi...
Wang Jian, Yue Fei, Xiang Yu, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong, Han Xin, Huo Qubing, Li Jing...
Besides these, many other officials not on the Investiture of the Gods had sacrificed themselves heroically to protect him and the nation.
Those on the Investiture of the Gods still had a chance of resurrection.
But the many more who were not listed were truly and permanently gone.
"Rest assured, I will resurrect you all!"
After a long while, Qin Wudao emerged from his sorrow. He closed the Investiture of the Gods. I *will* resurrect every single one of you, he silently vowed with unshakeable conviction.
"Rest easy. Your sacrifices will not be in vain. I will take good care of your families!"
He then stood up, his expression solemn, and bowed deeply towards the Void, his voice ringing out with his promise.
This bow was from him, as a King, expressing his gratitude to his fallen subjects.
...
Foolish!
You are still as arrogant as before!
In the Imperial Observatory, the old blind man watched Luo Hou depart, his face dark.
He had originally intended to wait for Cao Cao and Luo Hou to battle until both were grievously wounded. Then, he would strike, capture Luo Hou alive, and interrogate him for that earth-shattering secret.
But he had never expected Luo Hou to be so incredibly proud! To actually not strike again after that single blow!
An incomparably foolish move! he thought.
"No, Luo Hou's abilities are extraordinary; he can evade everything. I absolutely cannot let him leave my sight. Otherwise, finding him again will be more difficult than ascending to the heavens!"
"If I can capture Luo Hou alive, I will surely be rewarded by the Master and become an independent self!"
Only by achieving true selfhood can one attain true freedom!
The old blind man paced back and forth in the courtyard. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to take the risk. His figure flickered, transforming into a seven-colored radiance, and flew out through the world's canopy.
He was currently just a clone. Although he possessed consciousness, he was not a true living being.
His greatest dream was to become an independent 'living being'—whether human or any other race, it didn't matter.
