Chapter 820: Chapter 92: It’s Here! It’s Here!
"Emperor Level? Just Emperor Level and yet can block your spear?" Yan Beihan was amazed. How is this possible?
"Yes."
Duan Xiyang slowly said: "At the time, I was attacking seven people with my spear, killing seven with one strike. All seven were heavily wounded. As I launched the spear and my arm swung, one suddenly leaped up and blocked my spear light. It was blocked, for almost an incalculable fraction of time. Then he was blown to pieces!"
"But didn’t he still die? It means he didn’t block it!" Yan Beihan said in confusion.
"But because of that tiny fraction of time, Xue Fuxiao arrived, and the other six survived. So this spear strike, count it as blocked by him!"
Duan Xiyang’s eyes carried a cold light of reminiscence, as if he once again saw that man from back then, in that dilapidated temple, leaping from the statue, burning his life and soul.
That man’s cultivation, in the eyes of my then-self, was not even as good as an ant.
Yet it was such an ant who was able to protect his six brothers under my White Bone Shattering Dream Spear!
Even he himself knew, rushing forward could only delay for an insignificant amount of time, perhaps useless.
But he still did it!
This is because of his belief. That belief was— if the brothers all die, then he must also die ahead of them! Because he was the leader!
The leader has the duty to protect his brothers.
After that day, Duan Xiyang truly understood the meaning of "Guardian.".
Guardian.
Even if I can only guard for less than a second!
But I must still guard!
...
It was only after later investigation that Duan Xiyang learned, they were just a team of the lowest-ranking Guardians.
Not even qualified for missions, only for bounty tasks.
The one who leaped to meet the spear tip was the leader of those seven. His name was... Fang Zhi!
Drunk Swordsman, Fang Zhi.
Recalling the past, remembering how many years have passed with still no news of that person’s reincarnation, Duan Xiyang sighed gently.
Anomaly Soul Stealing... he won’t die, but the lack of his true self made him harder to find.
Because he is completely severed from his past life.
Is this person still alive? Who is he? Where is he now? This was Duan Xiyang’s greatest concern over the years.
In a few short words, Duan Xiyang spoke briefly about the events of that year, but Yan Beihan could fully imagine the situation.
Facing the White Bone Shattering Dream Spear, was there any hope for such a mere Emperor Level, especially when the spear had already been launched?
No!
All struggle, all resistance, was absolutely futile!
Closing your eyes and awaiting death was enough.
Putting himself in his shoes, Yan Beihan felt if he were in a battle, and faced with Xue Fuxiao who was mercilessly attacking.
He feared he wouldn’t even have the will to resist or dodge.
Closing his eyes would be the only choice he had back then.
But at that time, the leader of those seven actually managed to do it. Making the final struggle!
And it was with this final struggle, at the cost of being blown to pieces, that he saved the lives of six brothers.
Yan Beihan couldn’t help but say: "Respect!"
This was true respect.
Because he couldn’t do it! Even after hearing such tales, if faced with such a situation, he still wouldn’t be able to do it!
Duan Xiyang recalled the past, his eyes slightly wavering.
Because thoughts of Fang Zhi, and the true meaning of guardianship, somewhat touched his Mental Realm.
So he began speaking a bit more.
Duan Xiyang took a breath and said: "The most terrifying thing about Guardians is their acute awareness of life and death! More terrifying is their sacrifice based on this awareness, and without hesitation!"
"When he perceives certain death, but can take the enemy’s life or inflict serious injury as a cost, then this cost, he would unconditionally exchange with his life."
"Without hesitation!"
"So he will definitely succeed!"
"That’s the most terrifying part."
Duan Xiyang said heavily.
In a few short words, he repeated ’without hesitation’ several times.
Because those words were the deepest impression in his heart.
"I don’t understand." Yan Beihan’s eyes showed confusion.
"I’ll give you an example, and you’ll understand. Let’s say, two people with not too much difference in cultivation, two opponents with equal aptitude. One is a Monarch Level fifth grade, another a Monarch Level eighth grade. This Monarch Level fifth grade, in a battle for survival with the opponent, faces certain death, but merely escaping isn’t hard. You get that, right?"
"I understand."
"But when this Monarch Level fifth grade is a Guardian, fighting with others in tow, if he runs, those people will all die in such a situation, he won’t run. But will fight to the death!"
"He will, without hesitation, drag that Monarch Level eighth grade to die with him. At worst, with his own life, he can create a severe injury opportunity against the opponent, achieving this, you understand, correct?"
"I understand."
"Thus, although he dies, he creates a chance for those who would have died to seize the opportunity to kill the severely injured Monarch Level eighth grade. If those remaining can’t kill them unscathed, then someone will likewise, without hesitation, give their life to create the opportunity."
"Hence, if a Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Monarch Level eighth grade encounters a Guardian-led Monarch Level fifth-grade team, the outcome is only one! He will first kill the opponent, severely wound himself, and then slay a few more, but ultimately he himself would give up his life!"
