Chapter 893 - 250: He Walked Through History and Witnessed Myth

Chapter 893: Chapter 250: He Walked Through History and Witnessed Myth

One sword questions the Yellow Springs.

Yellow Springs,

Underworld,

The gate opens!

Terrifying Yin Qi, as if at the time of creation, transforms into countless black pythons following this sword, shrieking sharply as they coil.

"Stop!"

"Stop quickly!"

"You are destroying this land!"

"You don’t understand anything!"

The voice in the Human Emperor’s heart became increasingly urgent and panicked.

The chess piece off track, diverging from the plan.

Everything has become chaotic.

"You... don’t want to live anymore?"

"You are the strongest on this land!"

"You clearly have the hope to extend your lifespan!"

"You clearly can do it!"

The Human Emperor remained silent, just wielding the sword, continuing to wield it, filled with confidence and determination.

Every swing of his sword seemed to cut down endless mountains and rivers, the golden light clashing fiercely with the rising Yin Qi like the clash of soldiers from two realms.

But to outsiders, this scene was just a shadow-filled golden light, with nothing else discernible.

...

...

Ji He stared intently at the golden light, his python robe soaked through.

But fortunately, the golden light didn’t last long, and it soon faded, darkened, and gradually disappeared.

Ji He was wildly overjoyed, yet anxious.

And in the next instant, he saw that dim place suddenly erupt like a volcano, billions of points of golden light like shattered butterflies scattered in all directions, returning to the mountains and rivers, returning to everything.

But this time the golden light was somewhat different, its color more golden, more dazzling.

Ji He looked towards the person beside him.

That was a Fourth Grade.

The Fourth Grade nodded, speaking in a muffled voice, "Just like thirty years ago, no, it seems even better."

He thought for a moment, then continued, "That Tyrant must have fallen."

Ji He no longer hesitated, urgently said, "Go tell the gentleman immediately, it’s time to act!!"

...

...

Golden light scattered over mountains and rivers.

Heavy snow fell upon the human world.

In the snowy land, a gaunt man lay looking up at the sky.

The man clearly just turned forty-nine this year, yet he was already old and his hair white as if he had become an elderly man, an ugly elderly man.

Unfortunately, there was no starry sky tonight, he could only see boundless darkness.

His power... was gone.

He silently thought to himself:

Did I succeed?

I must have succeeded, right?

At this moment, he suddenly felt a shadow watching him from above.

He only noticed the shadow when it arrived before him.

But he didn’t mind.

He was no longer the Human Emperor, without his power, he wouldn’t care about having others close to him.

Li Yuan bent down, lifting the elderly man who was no longer the Human Emperor, carrying him away to the west.

The cold wind was harsh, but Li Yuan himself was fire, controlling the surrounding temperature wasn’t difficult.

"I’ll take you to the tomb." Li Yuan said.

Ji Hu felt a startled joy, not joy for the tomb, but joy for seeing his father one last time before death.

But at this moment, he was unable to speak, being carried by Li Yuan, though the one carrying him looked younger than his son, yet this person was his father.

Li Yuan moved swiftly west.

"Hu’Er, hold on, it’s still possible... as long as we reach the tomb, there will be hope.

When you wake again, your father has many things to tell you."

Ji Hu couldn’t speak, every inch of him crumbled inside, yet Li Yuan’s gentle force supported, prolonged, keeping him breathing.

His greatest effort was to slightly curl the corners of his dry lips into a faint smile.

The youth carrying the elder ran wildly through the snowy land, leaving trails of shadows.

Time seemed to press the "rewind button," recklessly returning to over forty years ago in a flash.

The youth carrying a boy ran in bustling streets.

But the boy wasn’t quiet and silent like now, he laughed joyfully, shouting, his clean eyes reflecting the prosperity of Mingyue Prefecture, reflecting men with candy apple stands by the bridge.

He shouted, "Father, that one, that one..."

He didn’t know which one "that" was, only pointed with his hand, anxiously clamoring because his chances to leave the prefecture were few, only father could bring him out.

But the boy of over forty years ago now couldn’t make a single sound.

The bustling crowd changed into the icily dark snowy wasteland.

Time and memory overlapped, the elder and the child overlapped, only the youth remained unchanged.

Two lines of tears slid down the elder’s cheeks, silently soaking Li Yuan’s shoulder garments.

"There’s time."

"You must hold on yourself."

"You are the Human Emperor, with a will others don’t have, with a heart that swallows the world, you can endure.

Father calculated, at most half a month.

Half a month, father will reach the Divine Tomb and put you inside.

Do you still remember Zhenyan Huang?

Zhenyan Huang also lies in the tomb.

When you both wake, you won’t be enemies but family, ha... hahahaha..."

"Don’t sleep."

"Now is not the time to sleep."

Li Yuan kept talking.

The elder grinned as if smiling, yet tears flowed uncontrollably.

But he remained the Human Emperor, even with a body lacerated, completely crumbled, he maintained a strand of spirit.

Li Yuan moved swiftly, like a raging wind, crossing over the Mianzhou Path, Hanzhou Path swallowed by the Eternal Night, and the Sword Mountain Pass meant for blocking Barbarians, yet completely abandoned due to the Eternal Night’s passing.

He journeyed over towns and forests frozen by ice and snow, the darkened Frozen Soil revealing signs of beasts unable to escape...

Like ancient ice sculptures preserved.

Witnessing life once existed,

Also signifying humanity’s original future.