Chapter 74
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A long time passed as Yan Huang stood there in confusion, still unable to comprehend what kind of witchcraft or divine intervention had taken place upon the heavily leaved forest floor of Darkspire this day.
"Sh… Sha Ku?" Yan Huang whispered into Sha Ku's mind.
"You're finally awake then? It's about time." Sha Ku scoffed with his divine sense, keeping his communication with his spirit buddy a secret from the possible ears of others.
"Yes… I've been awake this entire time. Yet I somehow feel like I'm in an inescapable dream." Yan Huang said, his face solemn, even for him.
"That happens when someone's idea of reality comes crashing down around them." Sha Ku said grimly, a tremor appearing in his lip. He knew of this happening twice in his past life… when the first of the Heavenly Tear Race took up arms and went to war. The second, well that was when he'd lost his daughter…
Sha Ku looked up towards the skies, barely peering through the dense treeline. A tear fell down his cheek. His breathing became quick and deep, it felt hot.
Gulping down the feelings of agony Sha Ku stood up, "Enough of this, Yan Huang. You came here with a singular purpose, did you not? It matters not about my ability to avoid death. Your revenge, would you let it go because you found something blinded from the midnight sun, the all-seeing eye of heaven?"
Yan Huang held his breath, he centred himself. Thinking back on what he'd seen in his life, the indescribable horrors and entities he'd seen and the awe-inspiring performances of those few who go against the fate itself; he knew this was no time for surrender. The audacity of surrender or submission wasn't an avenue he was willing to walk. No, his was the path of only one end. Life or Death. He had gone all-in with Sha Ku, revealing to him the secrets of his placement within the Forgotten Valley, and Yan Huang was going to see it through.
"Thank you, once again, Sha Ku. I lost myself for a moment." Yan Huang made a small bowing movement towards Sha Ku; "What are you going to do about that unconscious fellow then?" Yan Huang pointed towards Liu Bei, who was sprawled across half a collapsed tree.
Sha Ku tutted to himself, approaching the lazing Liu Bei who was napping on the tree, "He was knocked out, I wonder what happened?"
"It was the woman who… disabled you. After she took your head, she duelled him. While they duelled, I felt her channel… the former Sect Master… Feng." Yan Huang explained to Sha Ku had the battled and the ultimate defeat that the mysterious woman had suffered at the hands of Zhang Long.
"Interesting, Senior Brother Zhang Long was looking to kill Feng Qiang?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Yes, from what I could gather it seems that while Feng Qiang retained much of his former power, his physical body was somewhat weak. That Zhang boy remarked, a rank one assassin could eliminate him if his location was known." Yan Huang explained, almost bursting to get an opportunity.
Sha Ku picked up on the intent in Yan Huang's heart, it was as if a massive wound in space opened up and was seething a deep and vivid bloodlust, enough to paint the entirety of the forest red, "Enough of that, Yellow Flame!" Sha Ku shouted, almost unable to endure the bloody intent emanating from the spirit.
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'I may be a reincarnator, my soul may have an edge above my peers, yet it still only at the Novice Soul Stage… let alone something that can contest with something that's at the above the Heaven Ascending Realm!' Sha Ku though, weathering the storm of Yan Huang's contemptuous rage.
Yan Huang immediately halted his actions, reeling in his anger, "Apologies, Sha Ku. I didn't mean to let that loose." The old-looking ghost hung his head in shame, while an aura of shame enclouded him.
"Don't reside upon it, Yan Huang. It takes a man a lifetime to master his emotions and a man whom his blessed with immortality… hm, it will take an eternity, if he's lucky." Sha Ku chuckled with a smirk on his face.
"Now, let's see if Liu Bei is still alive…" Sha Ku said with a somewhat grim disposition, for more than one reason.
This Liu Bei was only a young man still. He couldn't be above sixteen years of age… it would be a great tragedy to die at such a young age. Not only that, Liu Bei's father was meant to be a great Duke who could cast entire dynasties aside with a swipe of his hand.
If he allowed Liu Bei to die here, Sha Ku feared there would be no end to the hounding and daggers in the dark; perhaps if he had really disappointed the heavens Duke Liu would come personally and cast the child responsible down into the depths of hell!
Sha Ku shook his head at the thought alone, he knew not what stage Duke Liu was at. For all he knew he might be a fat dragon, lousing around stuck in Dao Transformation. On the other hand, though, he could be a crouching tiger, a Dao Domain expert, ready and willing to topple kingdoms so that he may exact his vengeance.
Sha Ku put his fingers on Liu Bei's wrists, there was a faint beat. It was weak, though, very weak. And growing more fragile with each passing moment…
"Shit!" Sha Ku let out a grizzled growl, breaking from the prepubescent high pitched voice of which he had come accustom to.
"I need to stabilise him now." The real Sha Ku started to emerge, the one who was accustom to war, famine, disease. The man who stood above the world with his sword in hand, laughing at all who challenged him.
"Who is that?" Yan Huang whispered to himself as he gazed at Sha Ku.
Yan Huang didn't perceive the world as physical. As an Artifact Spirit, he saw the souls of living things primarily.
The young boy who looked warn from age was gone, now in his place, kneeling and caring for the incapacitated Liu Bei was a man. A war-worn man. A man brutally scarred, yet who's shoulders were strong enough to carry the weight of the world…
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A long time passed as Yan Huang stood there in confusion, still unable to comprehend what kind of witchcraft or divine intervention had taken place upon the heavily leaved forest floor of Darkspire this day.
"Sh… Sha Ku?" Yan Huang whispered into Sha Ku's mind.
"You're finally awake then? It's about time." Sha Ku scoffed with his divine sense, keeping his communication with his spirit buddy a secret from the possible ears of others.
"Yes… I've been awake this entire time. Yet I somehow feel like I'm in an inescapable dream." Yan Huang said, his face solemn, even for him.
"That happens when someone's idea of reality comes crashing down around them." Sha Ku said grimly, a tremor appearing in his lip. He knew of this happening twice in his past life… when the first of the Heavenly Tear Race took up arms and went to war. The second, well that was when he'd lost his daughter…
Sha Ku looked up towards the skies, barely peering through the dense treeline. A tear fell down his cheek. His breathing became quick and deep, it felt hot.
Gulping down the feelings of agony Sha Ku stood up, "Enough of this, Yan Huang. You came here with a singular purpose, did you not? It matters not about my ability to avoid death. Your revenge, would you let it go because you found something blinded from the midnight sun, the all-seeing eye of heaven?"
Yan Huang held his breath, he centred himself. Thinking back on what he'd seen in his life, the indescribable horrors and entities he'd seen and the awe-inspiring performances of those few who go against the fate itself; he knew this was no time for surrender. The audacity of surrender or submission wasn't an avenue he was willing to walk. No, his was the path of only one end. Life or Death. He had gone all-in with Sha Ku, revealing to him the secrets of his placement within the Forgotten Valley, and Yan Huang was going to see it through.
"Thank you, once again, Sha Ku. I lost myself for a moment." Yan Huang made a small bowing movement towards Sha Ku; "What are you going to do about that unconscious fellow then?" Yan Huang pointed towards Liu Bei, who was sprawled across half a collapsed tree.
Sha Ku tutted to himself, approaching the lazing Liu Bei who was napping on the tree, "He was knocked out, I wonder what happened?"
"It was the woman who… disabled you. After she took your head, she duelled him. While they duelled, I felt her channel… the former Sect Master… Feng." Yan Huang explained to Sha Ku had the battled and the ultimate defeat that the mysterious woman had suffered at the hands of Zhang Long.
"Interesting, Senior Brother Zhang Long was looking to kill Feng Qiang?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Yes, from what I could gather it seems that while Feng Qiang retained much of his former power, his physical body was somewhat weak. That Zhang boy remarked, a rank one assassin could eliminate him if his location was known." Yan Huang explained, almost bursting to get an opportunity.
Sha Ku picked up on the intent in Yan Huang's heart, it was as if a massive wound in space opened up and was seething a deep and vivid bloodlust, enough to paint the entirety of the forest red, "Enough of that, Yellow Flame!" Sha Ku shouted, almost unable to endure the bloody intent emanating from the spirit.
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'I may be a reincarnator, my soul may have an edge above my peers, yet it still only at the Novice Soul Stage… let alone something that can contest with something that's at the above the Heaven Ascending Realm!' Sha Ku though, weathering the storm of Yan Huang's contemptuous rage.
Yan Huang immediately halted his actions, reeling in his anger, "Apologies, Sha Ku. I didn't mean to let that loose." The old-looking ghost hung his head in shame, while an aura of shame enclouded him.
"Don't reside upon it, Yan Huang. It takes a man a lifetime to master his emotions and a man whom his blessed with immortality… hm, it will take an eternity, if he's lucky." Sha Ku chuckled with a smirk on his face.
"Now, let's see if Liu Bei is still alive…" Sha Ku said with a somewhat grim disposition, for more than one reason.
This Liu Bei was only a young man still. He couldn't be above sixteen years of age… it would be a great tragedy to die at such a young age. Not only that, Liu Bei's father was meant to be a great Duke who could cast entire dynasties aside with a swipe of his hand.
If he allowed Liu Bei to die here, Sha Ku feared there would be no end to the hounding and daggers in the dark; perhaps if he had really disappointed the heavens Duke Liu would come personally and cast the child responsible down into the depths of hell!
Sha Ku shook his head at the thought alone, he knew not what stage Duke Liu was at. For all he knew he might be a fat dragon, lousing around stuck in Dao Transformation. On the other hand, though, he could be a crouching tiger, a Dao Domain expert, ready and willing to topple kingdoms so that he may exact his vengeance.
Sha Ku put his fingers on Liu Bei's wrists, there was a faint beat. It was weak, though, very weak. And growing more fragile with each passing moment…
"Shit!" Sha Ku let out a grizzled growl, breaking from the prepubescent high pitched voice of which he had come accustom to.
"I need to stabilise him now." The real Sha Ku started to emerge, the one who was accustom to war, famine, disease. The man who stood above the world with his sword in hand, laughing at all who challenged him.
"Who is that?" Yan Huang whispered to himself as he gazed at Sha Ku.
Yan Huang didn't perceive the world as physical. As an Artifact Spirit, he saw the souls of living things primarily.
The young boy who looked warn from age was gone, now in his place, kneeling and caring for the incapacitated Liu Bei was a man. A war-worn man. A man brutally scarred, yet who's shoulders were strong enough to carry the weight of the world…
A long time passed as Yan Huang stood there in confusion, still unable to comprehend what kind of witchcraft or divine intervention had taken place upon the heavily leaved forest floor of Darkspire this day."Sh Sha Ku?" Yan Huang whispered into Sha Ku's mind."You're finally awake then? It's about time." Sha Ku scoffed with his divine sense, keeping his communication with his spirit buddy a secret from the possible ears of others."Yes I've been awake this entire time. Yet I somehow feel like I'm in an inescapable dream." Yan Huang said, his face solemn, even for him."That happens when someone's idea of reality comes crashing down around them." Sha Ku said grimly, a tremor appearing in his lip. He knew of this happening twice in his past life when the first of the Heavenly Tear Race took up arms and went to war. The second, well that was when he'd lost his daughterSha Ku looked up towards the skies, barely peering through the dense treeline. A tear fell down his cheek. His breathing became quick and deep, it felt hot.Gulping down the feelings of agony Sha Ku stood up, "Enough of this, Yan Huang. You came here with a singular purpose, did you not? It matters not about my ability to avoid death. Your revenge, would you let it go because you found something blinded from the midnight sun, the all-seeing eye of heaven?"Yan Huang held his breath, he centred himself. Thinking back on what he'd seen in his life, the indescribable horrors and entities he'd seen and the awe-inspiring performances of those few who go against the fate itself; he knew this was no time for surrender. The audacity of surrender or submission wasn't an avenue he was willing to walk. No, his was the path of only one end. Life or Death. He had gone all-in with Sha Ku, revealing to him the secrets of his placement within the Forgotten Valley, and Yan Huang was going to see it through."Thank you, once again, Sha Ku. I lost myself for a moment." Yan Huang made a small bowing movement towards Sha Ku; "What are you going to do about that unconscious fellow then?" Yan Huang pointed towards Liu Bei, who was sprawled across half a collapsed tree.Sha Ku tutted to himself, approaching the lazing Liu Bei who was napping on the tree, "He was knocked out, I wonder what happened?""It was the woman who disabled you. After she took your head, she duelled him. While they duelled, I felt her channel the former Sect Master Feng." Yan Huang explained to Sha Ku had the battled and the ultimate defeat that the mysterious woman had suffered at the hands of Zhang Long."Interesting, Senior Brother Zhang Long was looking to kill Feng Qiang?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow in surprise."Yes, from what I could gather it seems that while Feng Qiang retained much of his former power, his physical body was somewhat weak. That Zhang boy remarked, a rank one assassin could eliminate him if his location was known." Yan Huang explained, almost bursting to get an opportunity.Sha Ku picked up on the intent in Yan Huang's heart, it was as if a massive wound in space opened up and was seething a deep and vivid bloodlust, enough to paint the entirety of the forest red, "Enough of that, Yellow Flame!" Sha Ku shouted, almost unable to endure the bloody intent emanating from the spirit. Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting. 'I may be a reincarnator, my soul may have an edge above my peers, yet it still only at the Novice Soul Stage let alone something that can contest with something that's at the above the Heaven Ascending Realm!' Sha Ku though, weathering the storm of Yan Huang's contemptuous rage.Yan Huang immediately halted his actions, reeling in his anger, "Apologies, Sha Ku. I didn't mean to let that loose." The old-looking ghost hung his head in shame, while an aura of shame enclouded him."Don't reside upon it, Yan Huang. It takes a man a lifetime to master his emotions and a man whom his blessed with immortality hm, it will take an eternity, if he's lucky." Sha Ku chuckled with a smirk on his face."Now, let's see if Liu Bei is still alive" Sha Ku said with a somewhat grim disposition, for more than one reason.This Liu Bei was only a young man still. He couldn't be above sixteen years of age it would be a great tragedy to die at such a young age. Not only that, Liu Bei's father was meant to be a great Duke who could cast entire dynasties aside with a swipe of his hand.If he allowed Liu Bei to die here, Sha Ku feared there would be no end to the hounding and daggers in the dark; perhaps if he had really disappointed the heavens Duke Liu would come personally and cast the child responsible down into the depths of hell!Sha Ku shook his head at the thought alone, he knew not what stage Duke Liu was at. For all he knew he might be a fat dragon, lousing around stuck in Dao Transformation. On the other hand, though, he could be a crouching tiger, a Dao Domain expert, ready and willing to topple kingdoms so that he may exact his vengeance.Sha Ku put his fingers on Liu Bei's wrists, there was a faint beat. It was weak, though, very weak. And growing more fragile with each passing moment"Shit!" Sha Ku let out a grizzled growl, breaking from the prepubescent high pitched voice of which he had come accustom to."I need to stabilise him now." The real Sha Ku started to emerge, the one who was accustom to war, famine, disease. The man who stood above the world with his sword in hand, laughing at all who challenged him."Who is that?" Yan Huang whispered to himself as he gazed at Sha Ku.Yan Huang didn't perceive the world as physical. As an Artifact Spirit, he saw the souls of living things primarily.The young boy who looked warn from age was gone, now in his place, kneeling and caring for the incapacitated Liu Bei was a man. A war-worn man. A man brutally scarred, yet who's shoulders were strong enough to carry the weight of the world
