A Magical Nation

"Crimson Kite!"

The voice contained endless resentment, and the golden eyes shone with a blood-red light. The surging Honkai Energy swept away, and the air returned to its original state.

Murderous intent! Rage!

Two overwhelming negative emotions filled the girl's heart; her memory remained stuck on the image of Crimson Kite betraying them and leaving.

The resolute decision to forget everything rather than stay.

"Why? Crimson Kite, you traitor!"

With a desperate shout, the girl raised the Xuanyuan Sword Black in her hand high, its cold light illuminating half the sky.

Infused with Honkai Energy, the three-foot-long sword transformed into a colossal heaven-slaying sword.

With a single slash, it descended smoothly.

It turned out that when the girl and the warhorse appeared, the area still surrounded by black mist did not dissipate. Instead, it became even more condensed and persistent, with another deep black mist emanating from its center.

The colossal sword that cleaved the heavens descended in a single strike.

The violent energy reaction caused the objects to collide and splatter, producing a piercing sound, like the clanging of metal against metal.

The black mist was cleaved open, revealing an even deeper layer within.

Death energy

The power of the Herrscher of Death can wither all things, reverse life and death, and its sublimated power can block life force, obscure the secrets of heaven, and even deceive the heavenly way.

What Hei Ji Lin cleaved through was precisely the Yin Thunder Tribulation that appeared at the end of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Yin energy and vital energy flow to the left. Once they invade the human body, they will quickly block the body's vitality and destroy it from the inside out.

The sealed sphere formed by Yin Thunder Qi was originally supposed to directly invade Fu Hua's body and cut off her life force from the inside, but even the Heavenly Dao did not expect that Fu Hua already possessed the power to resist it.

This lightning tribulation, which would be fatal to others, was the catalyst that propelled Fu Hua to take another step forward and master the power of the Herrscher of Death.

The deathly aura lingered and refused to dissipate, preventing even Hei Ji Lin's Xuanyuan Sword from advancing any further. Moreover, Hei Ji Lin at this moment was nothing more than a counterfeit.

It was merely a flawed copy made from Fu Hua's memories using the power of Yu Du Chen. Even though it was a flawed copy, Fu Hua's heart couldn't help but tremble when she heard the other person's voice.

—Ji Lin

This name echoes in my heart, filled with memories and sadness.

Memories buried deep in the heart are stirring signs of revival.

"Crimson Kite— "

The resentful words of Ji Lin still echoed in the air, but Fu Hua felt only endless guilt and bitterness in her heart when she heard them.

Do we really want her to go through it all again?

Even knowing that it was just an illusion and that the real Ji Lin had passed away thousands of years ago, the dull pain in her heart was still unbearable when she thought about how she would use her own hands to destroy the opponent once again.

Her sword heart is destroyed; it is impossible to rebuild it.

Fu Hua's body is being filled by another force, constantly assimilating the mixed forces and reshaping her body.

If we were to use a metaphor, perhaps only the term 'cultivator of immortality' would be suitable.

Cultivating immortality, cultivating immortality, cultivating the Dao to become an immortal.

If one wants to cultivate the Tao, one must become equal to Heaven. If one wants to contend with Heaven, one will naturally be limited by the Heavenly Dao and suffer tribulation. If one's talent defies Heaven, one will surely suffer a death tribulation.

Just like the tribulation Fu Hua experienced, it shouldn't have been like this in this world Yin Thunder Tribulation, in the world of the Douluo Continent, can be described as a true death tribulation.

Fortunately, Fu Hua is not a native of the Douluo Continent, which is probably why the lightning tribulation was so terrifying.

The power of the Herrscher of Death continued to accumulate, condensing the black energy so that it would not dissipate. No matter how frantically Hei Ji Lin attacked, it would always be dissipated by the seemingly thin black aura on the surface.

The power of the Herrscher of Death symbolizes creation and decay, and the same applies to attacks on energy.

However, power has its limits. Even the most incredible defense will eventually be worn down, let alone a defense made of energy.

The black mist gradually thinned, and human figures could even be seen within it.

As if time had reversed, the gushing blood flowed back into the body, the pale skin gained a healthy blush, and the gray hair gradually turned silver-white, with half of the knee-length hair turning silver-white.

But in an instant, it seemed like an illusion again; the gray hair was still gray, except for the slight silver-white at the tips, nothing different.

His pupils opened wide, like swords drawn from their sheaths.

Cen~

It seemed as if a sword was ringing in my ears.

Once the sword is drawn, it will be invincible.

Clang~

Sparks flew, and the sounds of metal clashing resounded.

"Crimson Kite!"

"Ji Lin"

One was filled with resentment, the other with complexity.

The two figures locked eyes, each seeing the other's reflection.

Swords flashed, metal clashed, and sparks flickered as figures darted about.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Two figures darted past each other at great speed, leaving only afterimages.

The sound of horses' hooves, though clearly in mid-air, was still crisp and melodious.

This is definitely a good horse.

The horse snorted, and the clatter of its horseshoes echoed in the air, crisp yet rapid. It was gathering its strength, preparing to help its master defeat the enemy.

Hehe~

With a long neigh, all four hooves moved, and a long black line stretched out, its speed comparable to that of Fu Hua and Hei Ji Lin.

The battle took a different turn after the dark horse entered the fray.

The balance was shattered in an instant, and the clash of fists and swords ceased at that moment.

Tap tap tap!

Hooves thundered through the air as Hei Ji Lin spun around and landed on the horse's back. The black and gold armor clanged softly against each other, and the black Xuanyuan Sword in his hand pointed directly at Fu Hua's brow.

The two figures intersected, each standing still, suspended in mid-air.

One black and one red, forming a striking contrast.

The warhorse exhaled scorching breath, its forehooves constantly tumbling into the air, appearing extremely agitated. Black Ji Lin had no choice but to reach out and gently stroke its mane to comfort it.

"Crimson Kite"

Fu Hua, standing opposite them, appeared somewhat lonely, standing alone against the sky, as if she alone held up an entire sky.

It was crimson like fire, similar to Jingwei's Flame Domain, but this fire domain existed for only one thing.

Crimson Flame Feathers, so lifelike, it's as if a Lie Yan is burning in your hand.

Under the blazing flames, the feathered armor extending to her arms seemed to come alive, like the phantom of a kite soaring behind Fu Hua.

A lingering spark, with the potential to ignite a prairie fire, is the Kite of the Remnant Fire.

The two stood facing each other, neither speaking, and the air fell into a deep silence, as if they had returned to thousands of years ago, when Cang Xuan and Danzhu were still alive.

That period was both exciting and sad for Fu Hua.

"Crimson Kite"

Unlike his previous resentful tone, his voice now sounded like a friend's call. Hei Ji Lin looked at Fu Hua, whose unchanging face, though cold and stern, had softened.

"Ji Lin"

Setting down the Xuanyuan Sword, Ji Lin asked in a complicated voice, "How long has it been since we've had this kind of interaction?"

Fu Hua pursed her lips slightly, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Crimson Kite, you really haven't changed. I thought that after going through so much, you would have become more indifferent, but you are still you, and luckily, you are still you."

Black Ji Lin's eyes couldn't help but recall past events, realizing that so much time had passed without her noticing.

Fifty thousand years, or even longer, the loneliness of being alone, enduring Fifty thousand years of solitude—if it were Ji Lin herself, she would have gone mad long ago. But fortunately, Crimson Kite is still Crimson Kite.

"Crimson Kite, you kept your promise to us, Divine Land for Fifty thousand years. Now it's time to end it. You are the guardian of Divine Land, Crimson Kite Immortal, and also Fu Hua. Your mission is complete. You no longer need to be bound by that promise. You should go and find your own path. This... is also the hope of me, Cang Xuan, and Danzhu. Show me your full strength and fight me!"

Black Ji Lin's expression was solemn.

It began with them, and it will end with them.

Fifty thousand years of solitude should come to an end.

"Crimson Kite!" Hei Ji Lin shouted.

Standing with her eyes lowered, Fu Hua, whose expression was unreadable, clenched her fists slightly to hide the sadness in her eyes.

He looked up, his expression instantly hardening into determination.

It's often said that the dead are invincible, and that's absolutely true.

"I see"

Azure turns to fire, white hair and crimson eyes, draped in Lie Yan, rising to great heights.

Crimson Kite Immortal

Black Ji Lin laughed, and Crimson Kite laughed too.

Without any pretense, without any hint of laughter, such a smile, which had not appeared for Fifty thousand years, finally reappeared on her face, and it was so dazzling and radiant.

For a moment, Hei Ji Lin felt a sense of disorientation, as if she had returned to the era when the four of them lived together.

--very nice

They both thought to themselves at the same time

They smiled at each other, agreeing.

"I hope your abilities haven't declined," Hei Ji Lin said, pointing his Crimson Kite.

You won't be disappointed.

With a flick of the whisk and a sway of the swallows, a fist grasping the stars, strength capable of uprooting mountains and splitting the heavens and earth.

His body transformed into lightning, his horse galloped through the clouds, his Sword Slash enemies, and he split mountains and cleaved the sun.

The air surged and swept in all directions, and the fists and swords instantly produced a metallic clang.

A hundred miles away, two figures could be vaguely seen rapidly crossing in the air: the Angel Clan, the Xiong Bing Lian, native creatures of the Taixu Realm, and a few uninvited outsiders.

At this moment, two more figures appeared behind Mei. Judging from their respectful demeanor, they should be her subordinates.

One of them spoke up, saying, "Lady Mei, are we going to waste any more time here?"

"Wasting time? No, this is quite interesting! Besides, we're going to poach their talent this time, so we should at least inform the host!"

"Hmph! They're just weak humans, no need to care. It's just that Lady Mei wasn't taking it seriously. Plus, with the suppression of this world, even ten of them wouldn't be enough," another person scoffed.

But her words made Mei shake her head.

"If you really think that way, then you'll lose!"

"Lady Mei, they are merely a group of weak humans. Why overestimate them like that?"

A smile played on her lips, captivating and mesmerizing the two people behind her.

"Humans! So weak, yet so miraculous!"

As if they had thought of something, the two people behind them opened their mouths, but then closed them again.

Humans are indeed very weak, but it is precisely because of their weakness that they can trigger miracles that other races cannot imagine.

"Let's just watch from the sidelines. This isn't our concern. The real headache is someone else. We just need to keep an eye on Jingwei."

"Yes"

The three people's conversation didn't last long; they soon fell silent, and everyone turned their attention back to what was ahead.

Among the Angel Clan, the Angel Clan led by Kaisha were also watching intently.

Judging from their clan's combat strength, Hei Ji Lin's strength is around that of the Divine Wings, while Crimson Kite's combat strength seems to exceed that of the Divine Wings and is comparable to Kaisha, but it feels like she hasn't reached the level of the Divine Wings yet.

It rises and falls, as if some kind of constraint is limiting it.

"If you can break free from these shackles, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me."

In the silence, Kaisha suddenly said this.

Shocked by her wings, Angel Yan remained silent, Angel Lengque voiced his disagreement.

"How is this possible, Queen Kaisha? Her strength is actually comparable to yours!"

"I am not invincible. There are those who can surpass me, it's just that we haven't discovered them yet. There's no need to be so surprised. I wouldn't stoop to belittling anyone."

"Queen Kaisha, that's not what I meant..."

He waved his hand, stopping Angel Leng from continuing.

"Yan, what did you see in their battle?"

Angel Yan did not answer immediately. Instead, she stared at the two people fighting and pondered for a while before speaking again.

"There were no traces of energy circulation on their bodies, yet every move they made was incredibly powerful. To unleash such powerful attacks using only their bodies was no less than that of a god."

Kaisha nodded, satisfied with Yan's words.

"That's right, very objective, but their bodies aren't divine bodies, just ordinary human bodies. Presumably, their transformation is related to that so-called 'Honkai'."

"Honkai? Although it only lasted a short while, I could feel something eroding my body," Angel Yan said truthfully.

Kaisha nodded again

Not only these angel warriors, but even her body was invaded. The energy that could invade the divine body was quite valuable for research. Unfortunately, it was only a small amount of Honkai Energy, which was automatically destroyed after entering the divine body. Otherwise, she would have been very interested in studying it.

"Queen Kaisha, during their conversation just now, the word 'Divine Land' was mentioned. Do you know what that place is?" Angel Yan asked.

According to her database comparison, no galaxy matching Divine Land Xiang was found. Perhaps it was because her permissions were insufficient, which is why she asked this question.

"Divine Land is indeed a magical country."

"A magical country?"

P. S.: I'm bored again. I feel like there are only a few chapters left before this book ends. This volume will be the final volume of the book, and then it will be the next world that Fu Hua will go to. Which one do you think I should go to? Of course, I will start writing the next book first, and save up more drafts so that I can publish it comfortably. While saving drafts, I will also write about my other books.