Chapter 1303: Chapter 1301 There is No Shi Xiaole in the World Anymore (Part 2)
A punch was thrown, and the universe lost its color, invisible ripples spreading outwards. Not just the dust in the air, but even the currents of wind ceased to exist, and so would diamond dust be ground into flying ash.
This was the Supreme Lord’s enraged strike, and even if it was not a tenth of his peak strength, even if he held back, it still was enough to sweep away all below the Supreme.
Unless it was Shi Xiaole, who possessed half of the Supreme Lord’s power.
Many figures rushed forward without hesitation.
Among the martial artists were many hot-blooded individuals, what was missing was simply a leader brave enough to stand out. Shi Xiaole was that leader, igniting the flame in many people’s hearts.
They could not just watch as such a peerless talent, who gave everything for East Victory, met the fate of becoming nothing but bones!
However, how could the speed of these people outpace the fist speed of the Divine Thought Supreme Lord?
"Shi Xiaole!"
A cry as mournful as a blood-stained cuckoo’s call, a beautiful woman in yellow spat blood, her tear-filled eyes speaking volumes of unspeakable sorrow and despair.
The days in Rainbow State felt just like yesterday, the young man’s voice and smiling face had become a memory she could never shake off. She had fantasized countless times about the scene of her reunion with Shi Xiaole but never expected it to be such a scenario.
She was Yu Yourong, one of the seven Saintesses of the Longevity Sect from the Daxia Dynasty.
"I was wrong, I misjudged you..."
In another direction, the stunningly beautiful leader of the Illusion Orchid Tower, dazed with a faint fragrance about her, murmured to herself.
"Why did I feel that you were the kind who could abandon all for the Sword Way? You seemed gentle, but you were actually indifferent at heart, with very few able to get close to your heart, weren’t they?"
"Is this how the senior sees me? In fact, contrary to what you think, for the sake of the people he loves, Shi Xiaole is willing to give up everything."
The dialogue that happened back on Bee Island seemed to resound once again, buzzing and shaking the Illusion Orchid Tower Master’s mind, causing her head to spin.
Back then, she was so disdainful, even with a scrutinizing attitude of ’I’ll see what you will actually do in times of crisis,’ she joined the Nine Heavens Mountain and became the master of a manor.
When disaster truly struck, Shi Xiaole, who said he would give up everything for his loved ones, really did give up everything he had—the prospects, the future, his life...
He stood alone in front of everyone, and she who had once mocked him, was merely one of those he protected!
Tears streaming down her face, the Illusion Orchid Tower Master reached out toward the figure ahead, wishing she had a chance to tell the young man herself that she was wrong.
"Child..."
Ling Wenlong’s eyes were brimming with tears, he was the closest to Shi Xiaole and wished he could rush over and push him out of the way, but his power had not recovered, and he could only watch helplessly.
Time seemed frozen at this moment.
Yet that punch broke through the barrier of time, and hurtled directly at Shi Xiaole, who was now nearly reduced to nothing but a piece of flesh.
"Am I going to die?"
Shi Xiaole was not surprised or sad about this outcome.
Everyone must bear the consequences of their choices. When he decided to take action, he had no thoughts of survival.
Before his eyes appeared a lush and vivid mountain with scattered snow and new green shoots—Mountain Luyan, the place he had just passed through.
Yu Fangge, Yuan Qiuwei, Xiao Yuanbo, Mao Wenjing, Su Yanru, Zhu Ling... one by one, familiar faces appeared in Shi Xiaole’s mind.
Like a movie replaying, in his final moments, Shi Xiaole reviewed his life—there were joys and sorrows, gains and losses, but there were also profound regrets.
Regret that he could not revive the Holy Empress, help Shi Xuanzhong. Regrets for not witnessing Shi Wuyou’s growth, and for the separation from Xia Yunxi and Xi Xianglei.
Mother, if I could do it all again, I certainly wouldn’t leave. It’s you who made me realize that sometimes, with a known end, being overly rational can make me miss a lot of the meaning of life.
Father, are you still holding on? How wonderful it would be if you could save mother and fend off the strong enemies.
Huer, father is going to leave now. My strictness and cold demeanor are not because I dislike you, but because in front of you, I wanted to maintain the dignity of a father.
Xia Yunxi, do you regret following me without any title or recognition?
I let you down. If I could start over, I would defy your rejection and marry you. I knew that your refusal wasn’t from the heart; you just wanted to see my attitude and I let you down.
Xi Xianglei, you said you would marry for true love. I wish that you find it soon and live a life free of worries and cares.
Goodbye!
Shi Xiaole thought to himself, seemingly at peace with life and death.
Boom...
Inside his sea of consciousness, the Yin-Yang Wheel started to crack.
After withstanding the power of the Supreme many times, the Illusion Martial Way had long since crumbled, the second to disintegrate was the Wind Sword Way, and the figure representing the Demon Martial Way, full of malevolent traits, was falling apart, barely holding itself together.
Now, it was the turn of the Life and Death Martial Way. Under the impact of the punch, more and more cracks appeared on the surface of the Life and Death Martial Way, until it finally entered the disintegration phase with a crack.
Yet at this moment, the Life and Death Martial Way, which was almost at eleven complete stages, managed to break through to the late stage of eleven complete stages!
The surging life and death Qi instantly permeated Shi Xiaole’s entire body, partially restoring his power!
"The heavens want to destroy you, Divine Thought Supreme Lord, remember, the one who acted is me, Shi Xiaole."
Sizzling...
As the punch neared Shi Xiaole within a hundred feet, suddenly a barrier of Sword Qi blocked it, exploding into black and white sparks, like the light from hell.
What happened next was destined to become a memory that all present could never forget until death, and also a classic scene that countless warriors of later generations would yearn to reminisce.
The breathtaking Shi Xiaole, after losing his body and his treasured sword, condensed a form with his will, used his spirit as the edge, and swung a sword that illuminated the world of East Victory.
An unprecedented strike!
Schwing!
It was like the gloomy sky had been torn apart, or like a fleeting flash in the silent night sky, an instant brightness drew out an eternal splendor.
"I don’t believe it, an ant dares to kill me?"
His body split into two, Sword Qi surged into the wound. Divine Thought Supreme Lord’s face twisted with madness, ignoring the need to strike at Shi Xiaole and instead tried with all his might to sustain his soul body.
But his soul body had long since split into many parts, barely hanging on before; now, under the incessant assault of Sword Qi, with a boom, the soul body began to fall apart!
"No, life by the power of thought, condense for me!"
A layer of golden light burst from the mind of Divine Thought Supreme Lord. He spared no expense of his essence blood and life span, transforming it into a powerful force to solidify his soul body, desperately compressing it.
However, the tenacity of this Sword Qi was beyond imagination, embodying all of Shi Xiaole’s life’s insights into swordsmanship. Just when there were signs of bonding, it was immediately pierced again by the Sword Qi.
Moreover, even without the Sword Qi, the disintegration of the soul body could not be halted by external forces; it was only a matter of time.
But in the eyes of Divine Thought Supreme Lord, as long as he could delay time a bit, upon finding other Supreme Lords, there might yet be a way to save himself.
"It’s all your fault, bringing me to this! Boy, I swear to the heavens, I will be your eternal enemy, make you experience the pain of your wife and children taken from you, abandoned by all, a thousand tribulations and disasters. I will become a resentful spirit to haunt you for all eternity!"
Knowing there was no escape, Divine Thought Supreme Lord let out a curse filled with extreme resentment. Seeing Shi Xiaole recovering signs through the breath of life and death, he laughed viciously and transformed into a beam of soul light, rushing out.
Clang!
An annihilative fluctuation that could extinguish the stars shook in all directions. The void was no longer merely shattered into powder but became pitch-black darkness, within which countless chaotic streams of void appeared.
Divine Thought Supreme Lord’s self-destruction was so powerful that it turned a radius of tens of thousands of miles into endless void, even causing the endless void itself to tremble.
And because of this, the subsequent forces were all absorbed by the endless void, sparing countless lives from disaster.
It took a full quarter of an hour before the darkness dissipated, and the void returned to its normal state, concealing its endless depths.
A figure stumbled into the center of the battleground, reaching out his hand, touching nothing. He just stood there, stunned, as a tear fell into the soil.
He was "Young Dragon" Zhang Xiangfeng.
After narrowly escaping from East Victory City, Zhang Xiangfeng dashed all the way, intending to rush to Nine Heavens Mountain with all his might, but midway he caught sight of the battle that had just taken place and rerouted there, only to be a step too late.
"Xiaole, do you know? Your father has not been defeated; neither has East Victory. I wish I could have fought alongside you, you are my best friend, Zhang Xiangfeng, and the person I admire the most."
Zhang Xiangfeng painfully closed his eyes, letting the tears fall freely.
He had risen from insignificance and never shed a tear through all the hardships of the Martial World; but what were those hardships compared to the pain of losing a close friend?
Such a once-in-a-lifetime genius, was he really gone just like that?
"Great Manor Lord!"
"Swordsman Shi!"
"Lord Sword Emperor, I believe you have not died, no one can kill you!"
Countless people shouted, wailed, wept inconsolably.
Even some who had harbored hostility and jealousy towards Shi Xiaole in their hearts now looked up at the sky and sighed in silence.
Zhang Xiangfeng, Yu Yourong, the master of Illusion Orchid Tower, members of the Ling Family, Liu Ruofei, Xuanyuan Di, as well as countless warriors from East Victory, searched the vicinity over and over again.
But not to mention finding Shi Xiaole’s bones, they didn’t even find a strand of his hair.
Who didn’t know that anything involved with the endless void had only one path—obliteration; almost no one could ever emerge from it unscathed.
Let alone the fact that before being sucked into the endless void, Shi Xiaole, who was reduced to a mere piece of flesh, had been blasted apart by the force unleashed in Divine Thought Supreme Lord’s final moments, and had died without a whole body.
That young man, who had created countless legends and reached the pinnacle of East Victory, had really departed.
"Swordsman Zhang, this should belong to the great manor lord."
After several rounds of searching, an expert from Water and Fire Dao Manor suddenly handed a palm-sized piece of blood-stained green fabric to Zhang Xiangfeng, which he had found on a treetop tens of thousands of miles away.
The green fabric only carried a hint of Sword Qi, yet it was terrifyingly powerful. Only Shi Xiaole could achieve this; it must have been inadvertently dropped in the early stages of the battle.
Zhang Xiangfeng held the piece of green fabric as if it were the most precious item in the world.
"From now on, this world has lost one of its most outstanding prodigies!"
"Fate is so cruel, Shi Xiaole, thank you!"
In the distance, both Great Battles Emperor and Spirit Ink Emperor looked on with somber expressions.
