Chapter 664 – The Final Choice

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Inch by inch, the spear was pulled from the Tianhai Divine Empress's abdomen, just like bamboo sprouting from the muddy ground of a forest after the rain. Yet what it carried was not beads of water, but blood. Phoenix blood soaked the spear, soaked her hand, fell on the flagstones at the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, and then fiercely burned like sacred flames.

In the light of the flames, her figure was exceptionally clear, her madly dancing black hair and her Phoenix wings cast into an even gloomier darkness.

A ruthless, wrathful, almost insane Phoenix cry spread from the peak of the Mausoleum of Books to every part of the world. In an instant, it enveloped the entire capital. Many cultivators of lower cultivation were immediately knocked unconscious, and some people that were too close exploded, their bodies transforming into blossoms of blood.

The spear was finally pulled completely out and gripped in the Tianhai Divine Empress's hand.

Covered in blood, she stood on the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, tottering on the verge of collapse.

This entire stretch of the night sky was devoid of clouds, yet somehow, a few drops of rain fell upon her face of unparalleled beauty.

It seemed that she would fall at any moment, but ultimately, she did not fall.

With a crack, a bolt of lightning fell, illuminating the summit of the Mausoleum of Books and driving away those raindrops, letting everyone see the sight on the peak.

A spear fell together with this lightning bolt.

The Frost G.o.d Spear fell upon the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, still held firmly in her left hand.

For an instant, the mausoleum fiercely shuddered.

She waved her right hand, the Heavenly Tome Monolith in her hand striking against the darkness in front of the Mausoleum of Books.

There seemed nothing in the darkness, but as the Reflecting Monolith whistled through the air, it smashed a path through the night sky and reached the ruins of the southern part of the capital, several li away.

The green leaf on the Heavenly Tome Monolith crumbled in the process, unraveling into countless gossamer strands that curled around the Pope.

The Pope extended his hand, raising up the Green Leaf in the night sky and bringing it before his body.

In absolute silence, a clear light flashed and then vanished. The Reflecting Monolith vanished, returned to its place in the Mausoleum of Books.

The green leaf had also truly disappeared. In the pot, only three leaves remained.

The Tianhai Divine Empress's body, Dao, and soul were all heavily injured. Not even the slightest chance of living remained and she was on the verge of returning to the sea of stars.

This was a matter that everyone had already confirmed, but they had similarly confirmed that as the true ruler of the continent after Emperor Taizong, a powerful figure whose marks left on history could never be erased, the Divine Empress would never quietly die. It was not at all in accordance with her nature.

Before she left the human world and returned to the sea of stars, what sort of crazed actions she would perform, which things she would bring with her into destruction, n.o.body knew.

The Tianhai Divine Empress stood on the summit and looked down upon the world, her expression indifferent, her body drenched in blood, a G.o.d, and also a demon.

The entire world began to feel fear.

The lotus sea rippled and the lotus blossoms bloomed, enclosing Wuqiong Bi within.

After doing all this, Bie Yanghong supported his heavily wounded body to stand in front of Mao Qiuyu.

Mu Jius.h.i.+ had long since vanished. The elders of the n.o.ble clans and sects retreated once more into the darkness, not daring to meet the Tianhai Divine Empress's gaze. Everyone waited for the arrival of the final moment, but they were also well aware that the Divine Empress's final strike before she left the world would be left for those truly important figures and not themselves.

The Tianhai Divine Empress turned her gaze to Luoyang.

The darkness in front of the monastery crumbled away, the misty phoenix crumbling with it, transforming into countless cracks in s.p.a.ce that charged towards Daoist Ji.

Daoist Ji's expression instantly turned solemn. Several strange and incomprehensible syllables burst from his lips and a wooden sword flew out of the ruins of the monastery, transforming into a streak of dazzling light that seemed to messily cleave at the darkness. At the same time, his figure vanished into the void as he endeavoured to escape.

Countless streams of blood splattered across the night sky of Luoyang, a line of blood ten-odd li long.

Daoist Ji broke out of the night sky and fell upon the street, his body covered in wounds and blood.

Despite the final book of the three thousand scriptures of the Dao, an ode in Dragon language, and the cleaving of his wooden sword, he still had been unable to resist the Tianhai Divine Empress's Daoist technique. In the end, however, he had survived.

The Tianhai Divine Empress paid no more attention to Luoyang. Drawing back her gaze, she looked towards some nameless street of the capital.

At this time, the Pope stood on this street, stood in the floodwaters, stood amongst the collapsed houses and corpses.

The Pope looked up at the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, looked at this world that had had its fill of disaster and misfortune tonight, with naught but pity and sorrow upon his elderly face.

The entire world was extremely quiet, waiting for the final battle between these two Saints.

Suddenly, the Pope placed down the Green Leaf in his hands.

Cries of alarm arose from all over in the darkness. Soon after, countless whistling sounds could be heard as countless experts of the Li Palace, caring not for the Tianhai Divine Empress's gaze, charged with all their might towards him.

Because they could clearly see that the Pope was prepared to let go.

The Pope was prepared to leave this world together with the Tianhai Divine Empress, returning to the sea of stars!

Time seemed to pa.s.s slowly, but in truth, it proceeded at its normal speed.

Nothing happened.

The world was still very quiet.

The Green Leaf floated in the waters filled with corpses and rubble.

On the summit of the Mausoleum of Books, the corners of the Tianhai Divine Empress's lips perked upwards, revealing a mocking smile.

She jeered at her once-companion.

Truly uninteresting.

Why should We act according to your heart?

Divine General Han Qing stood on the end of the Divine Path, gazing at the peak, his eyes holding a somewhat complex expression.

The Pope had placed down the Green Leaf, yet the Divine Empress did not move against him.

But even if I had truly been able to put down the lunchbox, the Empress would probably not let me go, right?

Those tangled and complicated emotions instantly vanished as Han Qing truly composed himself, waiting for the moment when the spear pierced through his body.

Suddenly, the starlight at the peak of the Mausoleum of Books scattered.

A straight path appeared in the night sky, followed soon after by the thundering howl of a spear!

With a wave of her sleeve, the Frost G.o.d Spear pierced like a thunderbolt through the darkness, soaring towards a certain place in the capital.

She did not even glance at Han Qing. This sort of disregard represented her true emotions and att.i.tude.

The Frost G.o.d Spear returned to the place where it should have remained: the Great Zhou Imperial Palace.

An extremely heavy thump arose from the distant capital, following soon after by the sound of a collapsing building.

Before her eyes rose his high tower, the tower built by him.

Soon the tower will collapse. We will destroy your tower.

The tower completely collapsed and fell to the ground, smas.h.i.+ng into pieces.

Just like that, the most famous building in the capital in the past several centuries, the symbol of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Lingyan Pavilion, vanished.

A torrential rain was still pouring over the Chenggong Mountains, corpses scattered amongst the puddles of rain. The sixth-ranked Divine General of the continent, Tian Chui, had been the Divine Empress's most loyal subordinate. The Han Province Army that he led was the most powerful of all the Great Zhou Northern Army. Tonight, although they had suffered a sudden ambush, they had still put up the fiercest resistance and suffered the most miserable deaths.

The Princ.i.p.al of Star Seizer Academy, Chen Guansong, gazed at the wide-eyed corpse of Divine General Tian Chui, his face pale, and a tinge of apology in his eyes. Tonight, if not for the fact that he had come with his ident.i.ty as a respected teacher and led the army and experts of the Tianhai clan to successfully ambush Tian Chui, it would have simply been impossible to stop the advance of the Han Province Army.

"As your teacher, I will bring your last will into reality, leading the army to invade Xuelao City, so Tian Chui…close your eyes and die content."

An indifferent voice suddenly arose from the rainy night.

"Do you feel that you are qualified for this?"