Nine Heavens Waterfall

Late twelfth month, Nine Heavens Cliff.

The starry sky at year's end was always especially beautiful.

Under the night sky, amid the rolling mountains, a thunderous waterfall lay hidden, like the Milky Way of the night sky plunging into the mountains.

"Rumble rumble rumble—"

The surging torrent poured down without pause, spilling over the slanted mountainside.

Among the rocks, a bare-chested youth sat quietly, enduring the waterfall's immense impact as the current scoured his body.

In the distance, two women in coir raincoats stood by a cliffside, gazing at the waterfall beneath the stars.

"He's still not moving?" Deng Yuxiang sat on the cliff's edge, imitating someone as her slender legs dangled beyond it.

Behind and to the side, Yan Shuangzi stood silently.

Her gaze pierced the night and fell upon the intermittently visible figure within the waterfall. She softly hummed in acknowledgment.

"Alas." Deng Yuxiang sighed.

This westward road was not easy to travel.

It was smeared with blood and littered with corpses.

In a mere twenty-odd days, one mountain stronghold after another had been destroyed, burned clean by raging flames.

Nuo Sha, Thousand Bones, Jade Talisman, Imprisoned Devil. Followers of all manner of Strong Gods took the stage one after another, only to die beneath the Cloud Sea Knife.

They had also become nourishment for the few Divine Idols within the Gods and Devils Sculpture Garden.

Come to think of it, Bee Elephant Valley was one of the few organizations that still existed in peace.

Bee Elephant Valley had been spared because the atmosphere within the valley was upright. Its disciples stood united, guarding their own patch of pure land.

"It would have been nice if Madam were here," Yan Shuangzi said softly.

Deng Yuxiang said nothing, merely watching the Milky Way Waterfall.

For the two Nightmare Evil