The Glorious Finale
The sword's edge sliced through flesh, causing excruciating pain, yet it paled in comparison to the agony in Jian Qingyang's heart.
At that moment, Jian Qingyang felt his world had been completely shattered—his pride, his unrestrained and unconventional life, and his infinitely brilliant future in martial arts.
Everything, everything, was utterly shattered with that one sword strike!
He, who had always been full of vigor and knew nothing of sorrow or sadness, now had cracked eyes, as if his soul had left his body.
He gripped the sword tightly, his palm bleeding from the cuts...
"Why... tell me why..."
He kept repeating that sentence.
The White-robed woman looked at Jian Qingyang. Her lips moved slightly, as if she had something to say, but in the end, she only let out a soft sigh.
"Sizzle!"
The sword was drawn, drawing out a spray of blood.
Blood droplets splattered onto Bai Yueyin's white robes, resembling clusters of red plum blossoms.
Bai Yueyin didn't say a single word from beginning to end.
Jian Qingyang fell to the ground, blood flowing everywhere. With his strength, even if the sword pierced his heart and his meridians were mostly destroyed due to the rampant impact of Pure Yang Vital Energy, he would not have completely lost his fighting ability.
But at this moment, he completely forgot about healing his wounds.
He had roamed the world unchallenged his entire life, and he may have wondered if one day he would fall to the sword of an enemy. But he never imagined that when that day came, the one who would strike him with that sword would be the woman he loved most.
Bai Yueyin left; she did not continue attacking the heavily injured Jian Qingyang.
She took the rusty sword tip that had fallen to the ground, but did not take Jian Qingyang's Space Ring.
Inside Jian Qingyang's Space Ring were fragments of the <Yang God Scripture> and <Nine Nether Sacred Canon>.
Jian Qingyang watched helplessly as Bai Yueyin activated the restriction and left the cultivation chamber. From beginning to end, he was completely distraught, not uttering a single word, nor did he try to stop her...
He seemed to have lost his mind.
Bai Yueyin took away the mysterious sword tip, but she couldn't possibly be so ruthless as to harm him just to get that piece of the sword tip.
Because for Jian Qingyang, he could share everything with Bai Yueyin, including the Yang God Scripture, the Nine Nether Sacred Canon, and this mysterious sword tip.
In fact, by now, Bai Yueyin had already read the fragments of the Yang God Scripture and the Nine Nether Sacred Canon, and had long since memorized the two supreme Dao principles.
As for the sword tip, if Bai Yueyin wanted to comprehend it, Jian Qingyang Bai Yueyin give it to her without hesitation. If Bai Yueyin had any intention of keeping the sword tip for herself, she could simply take it and fly away.
In fact, if Bai Yueyin were to ask for it, Bai Yueyin Jian Qingyang could even give her the tip of his sword as a gift.
She absolutely didn't need to do that...
Jian Qingyang couldn't understand it. He seemed to be possessed, sitting in the secret room for three days and three nights.
Blood stained the ground. Jian Qingyang's obsession with knowing why Bai Yueyin did this drove him mad!
Throughout the entire Central Plains, no one knew what had happened in the secret chamber. They didn't even know that the Saint Empress had left the Central Plains and her whereabouts were unknown...
Despite this dramatic turn of events, certain things remain unchanged: the destined battle between Jian Qingyang and the Demon Race prodigy Sha Hongxue will continue!
This battle was extremely important for the Central Plains human race.
Even the Heavenly Palaces, occupied by several major human races near the Central Plains, were very concerned about the outcome of this battle.
This is a glorious battle between the human race and the Demon Race, and to a large extent, it shows who is stronger between the human and Demon Race's prodigies in the Yang God Emperor Heaven!
Jian Qingyang remained seated until the day of the decisive battle.
He couldn't afford to miss this battle... even though his meridians weren't fully repaired and his breakthrough had failed...
But he still had to go and fight.
He has already lost the woman he loved most in his life; he cannot lose his martial arts.
Ten Thousand Stone Mountain, the site of the decisive battle, where Jian Qingyang and Sha Hongxue stood in mid-air, facing each other from afar.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Sha Hongxue drew a long sword with a hilt as long as her forearm, made of grayish-white spine, and a thin, long blade that looked like a blood-red blade of grass.
The battle has begun!
Before this battle, Jian Qingyang had suffered severe injuries, both physically and mentally. However, by the time the battle began, he had become a completely different person.
In his eyes, there was only fighting spirit, only his opponent!
That battle was earth-shattering. Vast swathes of land were cleaved into canyons by the Sword Qi of swords and blades, and towering mountains were scorched into piles of yellow sand by the Pure Yang Energy!
The battle was incredibly fierce, but the final result was... Lord Qingyang was defeated!
His body was pierced twelve times by Sha Hongxue, and blood stained the sky!
Exhausted and with his meridians blocked, Jian Qingyang crashed heavily to the ground. The once invincible legend, the once mighty emperor and the legendary figure of Central State Heavenly Prefecture, had fallen...
He lost, he lost miserably, he lost his life.
In the first half of his life, he was full of vigor and ambition, a hero among heroes, wielding great power and possessing unparalleled strength. He was admired by countless heroes and won the hearts of countless beauties.
However, all of this came to naught with the defeat in this battle!
Sha Hongxue spared Jian Qingyang's life instead of killing him.
But Jian Qingyang's life was already shrouded in gloom...
The people of Zhongzhou were extremely disappointed with this battle!
The heroes who had come from all directions to Zhongzhou all sighed with regret!
However, the powerful Demon Race uttered mocking and ridiculing remarks!
As for the Demon Race prodigy Sha Hongxue, he was in high spirits, looking at Jian Qingyang with a disdainful smile on his face, as if he were the victor.
"What good is sparing your worthless life? You can challenge me anytime, but the gap between us will only widen!"
Sha Hongxue spoke, she grabbed Jian Qingyang's chest with one hand and pulled him sharply!
With a soft cracking sound of flesh and bone tearing, Jian Qingyang felt a violent tremor throughout his body, and excruciating pain, as if his heart had been ripped out by Sha Hongxue!
His face was as pale as paper, and he looked helplessly at Sha Hongxue.
At this moment, Sha Hongxue held a blood-soaked metal seal in her hand, which was the Divine Lord Seal formed by the Pure Yang Heavenly Dao!
The Divine Lord Seal, which Jian Qingyang had originally refined into his body, was now forcibly stripped from his body by Sha Hongxue!
Jian Qingyang felt as if Sha Hongxue's pull had ripped away his spine!
"The title of Lord Qingyang now belongs to me! Hahaha!"
Sha Hongxue laughed loudly. He reached out and poured his Spiritual Sense into the Divine Lord Seal. At the same time, Jian Qingyang's soul sea trembled, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
At that moment, the mark he left on the Divine Lord Seal was forcibly erased by Sha Hongxue, and from that moment on, the Divine Lord Seal changed hands!
Around this battlefield, countless human warriors witnessed this scene, and they were all heartbroken and sighed.
On the human race's home turf, watching helplessly as Demon Race prodigy seizes a Divine Lord Seal and becomes Great World Divine Lord, the sense of defeat is unimaginable.
But no one could stop this from happening; they were no match for Sha Hongxue!
They looked at Jian Qingyang and shook their heads helplessly. A legend had crumbled just like that! (To be continued~^~)