She didn’t say much, but nodded solemnly, “Okay. When I come back, I will let you experience what it’s like to be a woman every day.”
Then he turned and walked towards the void passage.
The long blue robe fluttered in the wind.
The Dragon Slayer Sword at his waist let out a deep hum, and the purple light on the blade grew brighter.
His footsteps were not fast, but each step was steady, like a king marching into battle.
Gui Yuanzi stood at the edge of the hall, his eyes red with anxiety.
He took two steps forward, then stopped, then took two more steps forward, then stopped again. “Young Master! Are you really going? I’ll go with you!”
The sound was almost like a scream.
“No.” David didn’t turn his head, his voice was as calm as an ancient well. “The Ten Thousand Demon Peak needs you. You stay here and help His Majesty guard this place. This is an order.”
Gui Yuanzi suddenly stopped where he was.
Order.
The young master said that this was an order.
He stood there, as if rooted to the spot.
He watched David’s figure retreat into the distance, watched the figure walk to the edge of the void passage, and watched David lift his right foot and step into the dark vortex.
The void passage suddenly narrowed, and the vortex seemed to come alive, swallowing David’s figure completely.
The purple light mixed with the pitch black void, then slowly faded away.
The silver runes extinguished one by one, from the last to the first, in perfect order.
After the forty-nine ring-shaped runes dimmed, the stone platform returned to its original state, as if nothing had ever happened.
Only Qingqiu and Guiyuanzi remained in the open field.
Gui Yuanzi knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times towards where the void passage disappeared.
His forehead hit the jade floor with a loud thud. “Young Master, you must come back alive”
Her voice was choked with emotion, and tears welled up again.
Qingqiu stood behind him, looking at the empty sky, and remained silent for a very long time.
The three blazing suns still hung high, casting golden rays on her white dress.
However, he did not feel any warmth.
“He will come back,” Qingqiu said quietly, as if speaking to Guiyuanzi, or perhaps to himself, “This kind of person has a hard life.”
Sixteenth Heaven, Northern Wilderness.
The sky was bluish gray, like a rusty iron plate, pressing heavily on the earth.
Two moons hung high in the sky, one silvery white like frost, the other dark red like blood. The light of the two moons intertwined, dyeing the earth an eerie silvery red, like a pool of frozen blood.
A faint stench filled the air, traces left behind by tens of thousands of years of war, massacre, and slavery, which had long since permeated every inch of land and every gust of wind in this land.
The desert was dead silent.
There was nothing but the sound of the wind.
The mythical creatures that once inhabited this place have long disappeared, and the mythical plants that once grew here have long withered.
The Divine Alliance had ruled the Sixteen Heavens for many years, completely draining this land, leaving behind only desolation and ruins.
Suddenly, the space above the barren land was violently torn apart.
The door did not open slowly, nor did it crack quietly; rather, the door was forced open from the inside by a powerful force.
A pitch black crack appeared out of nowhere, like a wound cleaved open by an invisible giant sword, stretching for tens of feet.
Purple flames blazed at the edges of the cracks, leaping and distorting the fabric of space itself. Then, a purple beam of light shot out from the crack.
The light was not dazzling, but it exuded a sense of suffocation and oppression.
As the flames erupted from the fissure, the barren land for miles around shook.
The debris on the ground bounced upwards, the air made a sharp buzzing sound, and the two moons in the sky seemed to dim slightly.
The light fell on a low hill in the barren land and slowly faded.
A figure stood tall at the top of the hill.
He wore a blue robe and had a long sword hanging from his waist.
His posture was upright like a pine tree, and his shoulders were firm like a mountain.
The wind blew his robes, making them flutter, but he remained still, like a stone statue that had stood there since time immemorial.
He raised his head, revealing his cold and stern face, with features as sharp as if carved by a knife and axe, and well-defined angles.
The most striking feature was his eyes, which were not the usual black or brown, but instead were a pair of purple eyes, as deep as a bottomless abyss, with chaotic energy flowing within them.
He was surrounded by a faint purple aura, the light was inconspicuous but made people afraid to look directly at him.
It was not pressure released intentionally, but rather an aura that radiated naturally.
This was the aftereffect of the chaotic power flowing through the body.
This aftershock alone put enormous pressure on the surrounding barren land, which stretched for hundreds of meters.
Fine cracks appeared on the ground, as if they had been crushed by an invisible force.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the ‘endless void’ mentioned in this chapter?
A: The ‘endless void’ is described as a gap between different levels of space, an entrance to an existence more ancient than any world, emanating a boundless aura of nothingness.
Q: What special item does David receive and what is its purpose?
A: David receives a silver-white token, imbued with spatial power by Qingqiu, which serves as a one-time use item to signal for a return path from Sixteenth Heaven in emergencies.
What are your thoughts on the unfolding cosmic journey and the profound bond between the characters revealed in this chapter?