Chapter 1595 - 163: Curtain Call (Part 4)

Chapter 1595: Chapter 163: Curtain Call (Part 4)

The great battle has ended.

The Great Venerables left with their disciples, departing from the Holy Realm of Battle Saint Peak.

The Ten Thousand Demon Array has been broken, but around the mountain gate, there are countless severed limbs and remnants... This battle was exceptionally fierce, with many Great Demons perishing and becoming lost souls of the array, and after the array’s destruction, those souls and their grievances dissipated along with it. If this place was not the Ancient Holy Land of Great Ape Mountain, accumulated over a thousand years of incense, it would have become a graveyard filled with overwhelming resentment.

"Your Highness, Holy Prince, fellow Daoists."

Silver Moon Great Venerable bowed and said, "I have important matters to attend to, so I will not stay."

The Great Array is finally broken.

A joyful celebration turned into a killing tribulation.

At this moment.

None of the Great Cultivators felt like lingering in conversation.

Silver Moon Great Venerable hurriedly took his leave, bringing along his group of descendants from the Erosion Sun Swamp, departing from this place.

Soon after.

A few other Great Venerables also bid their farewells.

Finally.

The entire Holy Realm was left with only Xie Xuanyi, Cui Zhen, and Qilin Miaofa True Monarch yet to depart.

"Big Brother."

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch sat at the peak of the Ancient Mountain, softly said, "The Nether Sea has already fallen... After today, where will you go?"

"..."

Cui Zhen stood beside the True Monarch.

He was silent.

This Demon Country Great Venerable, who lived through two lifetimes, felt a bit lost at this moment.

"All the roads that should have been walked have been walked."

After a long time, Cui Zhen spoke, his voice weary, "Perhaps I’ll find a remote and quiet Snow Mountain, and take a good sleep."

If he hadn’t been betrayed so much.

Perhaps he would still be obsessed with worldly fame and fortune, but having avenged his great grievance, the first thing he would do would be to loudly announce to the world that Mo Zhen is not dead, returned to the mountain peak.

But now.

He is already tired.

What he once pursued was nothing but dreams and illusions, blossoms on the surface.

"The South-North war is not yet over."

The True Monarch looked at Cui Zhen.

Back then.

He chose to retire to the North Swamp because Mo Zhen was dead... If Big Brother were still alive, he would be willing to continue accompanying him, marching south together.

"The South-North war ended long ago."

Cui Zhen shook his head.

He said lightly, "If I intended to head south, why would I go to kill Erosion Sun and Nether Sea?"

With these words.

The True Monarch fell silent.

He understood Big Brother’s character.

Cui Zhen has an extraordinary demeanor, and his vision is very far-reaching. In the previous life, with various means, he united the Nine Venerable, and at the cost of staying at Heavenly Phoenix Palace, he finally borrowed the "momentum" to head south.

The first life...

Cui Zhen lived for the people of Demon Country.

Nine Venerable, heading south, escaping north.

He had burned everything.

This second life, Cui Zhen was finally living for "himself." He personally executed the brothers who betrayed him back then and repaid this Cause and Effect.

In the remaining days.

He doesn’t want to continue fighting.

"If I still wanted to head south, how could I ’spare’ Xie Xuanyi?"

Cui Zhen lowered his eyelids and gave a gentle smile.

He looked into the distance.

Xie Xuanyi was still conversing with the Holy Prince.

With the fall of Nether Sea, and the gathering of Demon Country Great Venerable, as long as he raised his arm, it would be the perfect moment to collectively kill Xie Xuanyi.

If Xie Xuanyi were killed.

The path for Demon Country to head south would become immeasurably smooth.

"Indeed."

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch smiled.

He spoke carefree, "Since Big Brother does not wish to compete, then I will return to North Swamp..."

To him.

It doesn’t matter if he fights or not.

In these years when the fires of war have ceased.

The True Monarch meditated in seclusion at North Swamp, often with Divine Thought Body traveling through, finding the outside world not as bad as imagined. Heaven and Earth Dao has its own cycle, and the beings of the world have reincarnation, even in the era when Primordial Energy is exhausted, Great Demons can emerge, Qi Fortune turns and turns, and in a few decades, another great tide will arrive.

Peaceful days...

Are quite nice.

"If I guessed correctly, that person thinks the same way."

Cui Zhen folded his hands behind him, speaking with deep meaning, "This great battle... Should have a concluding end."

The "that person" he mentioned.

Naturally referred to the Holy Emperor.

The second South-North battle after decades was initiated by Heavenly Phoenix Palace.

Specifically speaking.

It was incited by the mysterious "Lord Lu," but the one who truly allowed this will and tacitly approved the raging of this war... Was the Tianhuang Palace Master. Paperman Sect’s Second Master was accepted by Heavenly Phoenix Palace, and thus there was this world-shaking battle that lasted for years.

Clearly.

Now Great Ape Mountain wishes to put an end to this battle.

...

...

The great battle has ended, and the barrier between the Second Realm and the Third Realm no longer continues.

The Great Venerables flew away in flashes of light, leaving Great Saint Mountain.

The demon cultivators of the Second Realm could only watch this scene...

They had no qualification to step into Great Saint Mountain.

And couldn’t know what really happened during this celebration.

However.

The Great Venerables leaving Great Saint Mountain looked grim, clearly something unpleasant happened inside. Most importantly, many Great Demons were stained with blood.

"They’ve emerged!"

Venerable Yuan Huo awaited by the realm’s entrance, looking ahead with anticipation.

He spotted the demon cultivators of Five-Colored Ridge from afar.

Because Master Ni Yu was still meditating in the Ancient World of Battle Saint Peak, Master Ni Yu’s disciples were not in a hurry to leave Great Ape Mountain. Venerable Qing Ming, along with Huo Gu and several disciples, temporarily returned to the Second Realm for meditation, just landed when Venerable Yuan Huo stopped them.

"Fellow cultivators, please wait a moment..."

Venerable Yuan Huo hurried forward, deeply bowing.

"Yuan Huo..."

Venerable Qing Ming frowned, "Why are you here?"

She remembered clearly.

Venerable Yuan Huo was also on the invitation list for the celebration.

When did this guy leave the gathering?

He indeed had good fortune... Escaped unscathed!

"It’s a long story..."

Venerable Yuan Huo awkwardly smiled, "Do you know what happened over at the Battle Saint Peak?"

"Ha."

Venerable Qing Ming coldly swept her sleeve, "Brother Yuan Huo, about what happened inside, you should inquire with those comrades at Heavenly Phoenix Palace."

When the Ten Thousand Demon Array initially began.

Great Venerable Heavenly Phoenix directly pledged allegiance to Nether Sea Venerable, an action akin to a fierce backstab.

Indeed, reclaiming Essence Blood crossed Heavenly Phoenix’s bottom line.

Otherwise.

Venerable Qing Ming didn’t doubt that this newly ascended Great Venerable of Heavenly Phoenix Palace would spare no effort to cheer for it...

"This..."

Venerable Yuan Huo looked bewildered.

He had yet to learn what kind of error Heavenly Phoenix Palace made during this Great Tribulation.

Why surrounding Great Demons gave him disdainful looks.

"Never mind."

Venerable Yuan Huo changed the topic, sincerely asking, "Have any of you seen my ’junior brother’?"

As soon as he said this.

The demon cultivators’ expressions became peculiar.

Many looked at each other.

Junior brother?!

Regarding the "junior brother" mentioned by Venerable Yuan Huo, many Great Demons still had impressions...

The fellow on the wheelchair, blue-faced with fangs.

That... Seemed to be Xie Xuanyi...

"..."

No one responded to Yuan Huo’s query.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to answer.

But they truly didn’t know how to respond.

In this short half-day, too many things had occurred.

Ultimately, Venerable Qing Ming led her junior disciples away directly, leaving only four cold words.

"Ask yourself."