Chapter 47

"You are already possessed. Life is to be lived forward, not looked back upon."

"Life is to be lived forward..."

Yang Zhengyi muttered, seeing the water beginning to swirl, he shook his head.

"I can't go back! If I don't kill King El, to avenge my master and my fellow disciples, I will eventually drive myself mad.

"Leave. This is not a battle you can participate in. If you stay, you will die."

Ye Xiao did not speak again.

One should not advise others to be good without experiencing their suffering.

This was a truth he had understood long ago.

Just like in his previous life, many people would always ask:

"With your life almost gone, why don't you bravely and happily live the remaining days?"

If they had to endure the nausea, vomiting, and hair loss from chemotherapy every day, suffer the decline in physical function, nerve pain, and the constant approach of death, and face the fear of counting down their life.

How many of them could be as brave and happy as they advised others to be every day?

But he would never agree with Yang Zhengyi, because he, directly or indirectly, caused the deaths of so many innocent civilians, turning them into tiger cubs. What about their families?

They were powerless to resist, just like Yang Zhengyi was powerless to resist those he spoke of!

But Yang Zhengyi also had a good heart. He had once participated in the slaying of King El, saving countless civilians, if not more.

Who repaid his kindness?

Who understood his sacrifices and pain in that great battle?

When a great hero who saved countless lives eventually became a murderer, whose fault was it?

Or was everyone at fault?

Who could say that Yang Zhengyi did not deserve this long-desired revenge against King El?

He, Ye Xiao, was not an enforcer and had no right to judge Yang Zhengyi.

"Before I leave, I have one last question. Why did you use Gu Hai to distract me? With your cultivation, you shouldn't care about me, right?"

Yang Zhengyi smiled.

"You can call me self-important or hypocritical.

"When I look at you, I see my former self. You are very much like me when I was young, unknown, and quietly cultivating.

"But you are stronger than me. At such a young age, you have already reached the Grandmaster realm.

"Perhaps in the future, you could become one of the strongest among humans!

"I can't bear to harm you!

"I hate those above, I hate King El, but I don't hate you, and I don't hate humans.

"I can't destroy a rising star of humanity for my own revenge!

"Only... I hope you don't follow my old path. People should be a bit more selfish. Self-sacrifice will eventually drive you mad."

Ye Xiao exhaled a deep breath, turned around, and left. In a few moments, he had disappeared by the river.

But just as he left the riverbank, a kilometer-long blade of light descended like a divine presence, striking the riverbank.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the ground was split by a kilometer-long, massive blade mark.

Ye Xiao's voice then came from behind.

"Jianghai City is where I live. My close friends are here. I don't want anyone to destroy the peace of Jianghai City.

"Whether it's you or King El, anyone who crosses this line will be killed without mercy!"

Yang Zhengyi was stunned, then laughed and cried at the same time.

"This brat has quite a temper. A mere Grandmaster dares to speak to me, a Great Grandmaster, like that. Do you think you are a Great Grandmaster?"

But after cursing, his expression gradually became serious, as the whirlpool on the river grew larger, spreading over a hundred meters, almost reaching the shore.

Boom!

Suddenly, a massive bolt of lightning descended from the sky, and countless dark clouds quickly gathered, turning the clear sky into night.

At the Martial Arts Academy, Qin Shenglong, who was sparring with Park Jian, stopped his movements and looked at the sky with a serious expression.

"What's happening? Why has the sky turned like this? And what was that sound of a blade?"

Park Jian also looked at the sky with a serious expression.

"An unusual phenomenon in the sky, something is about to happen."

At the library, Ouyang Yunzhong quickly flew to the rooftop and looked toward the river. Soon, the commander of the Jianghai City Defense Force, Nangong Ling, also arrived beside her.

"This aura, the other party's cultivation must have reached the Great Grandmaster realm! Who is it?"

Ouyang Yunzhong said with a serious expression:

"I just found out that the library was robbed, and an extremely important document was lost. The El King Map!"

Hearing the words "El King Map," Nangong Ling's face turned pale.

"El King? Is it the legendary Star Beast of the Great Beast Disaster era, who invaded Jianghai City, as the elders used to tell us when we were young?"

"It's him! In that battle, the great masters of Jianghai City suppressed him but did not kill him. Instead, they divided and suppressed him in the surrounding cities, with a part in Jianghai City to improve the city's spiritual energy.

"But even if only a part of him has revived, his strength will not be weak. At least, it won't be weaker than a Great Grandmaster!"

"Swallow!"

Nangong Ling swallowed hard.

"Shouldn't we quickly arrange for the citizens to evacuate?"

Ouyang Yunzhong glanced at him.

"How can we evacuate? Once a Great Grandmaster appears, even if you were given an hour's head start, could you escape?"

"Are we just going to sit here and wait to die?"

"It shouldn't come to that. I can sense the aura of a human Great Grandmaster there! It might be our city's world-class swordsman or the great sword master.

"We can only pray for heaven's protection."

...

Soon, an alarm sounded throughout the city.

"All citizens of Jianghai City, please be aware of the severe weather changes. All citizens should return home as soon as possible and avoid staying outdoors."

By the river, with a loud crack, a bolt of lightning struck the massive whirlpool.

In the next second, a terrifying aura rapidly rose from it.

"Ha ha ha... After more than a hundred years, I, the king, am finally free!"

In an excited shout, a man over two meters tall, with two thick goat horns on his head, flew out of the river, standing proudly in the sky.

Lightning split the sky, striking his muscles, creating sparks but causing no harm.

He patted the remaining sparks on his chest, his gaze falling on Yang Zhengyi by the riverbank, raising an eyebrow.

"Ah? It's you, little Taoist? I didn't expect to meet an old acquaintance right after I came out. Interesting."

Yang Zhengyi drank the last of the wine from the jar, threw it away, picked up the long sword on his back, and slowly rose into the air.

His eyes revealed a cold, sharp light.

"More than a hundred years, you've lived long enough. I'm here to send you to hell!"