Chapter 2333: Yama's Note

Some people call the process of defeating shadows “growth”.

But for Tian Chang, it is precisely because he has strived so hard, ascended step by step to his current level, that he has the qualification to see that piece of shadow, to be enveloped by shadow.

He is powerful enough to see the power of this shadow.

Growth, conversely, is climbing towards true fear.

These past few years, he has been walking on thin ice, every moment feeling himself on the edge of life and death. One wrong step, and he would fall into the abyss of no return.

No one can enjoy fear. He just tells himself to be a little more careful, a little more cautious, not to be swallowed by the shadow. Or at least… not to die too stupidly.

Qin Guang Wang's gaze is the Yan Luo Tie; where it falls, it decays; what it sees, it kills.

But that single bony hand indeed blocked this gaze.

The so-called virtual and real, the so-called life and death, all lie in the flip of the palm.

The owner of this hand is a man in a light shirt and thin pants, with bare feet and disheveled hair.

He looks as if he has just come out of his bedroom, having had a not very satisfactory nap, and has conveniently put on a piece of clothing and casually pinched an annoying fly—pinched that power of decay.

There are no sky-connecting wild waves under his feet, no dazzling glory around him.

He is simply treading the void and standing, his lean shadow reflecting on the water.

His face is the white of unseen daylight; his whole body wears no gold or jade. He stands there peacefully and quietly, tilting his head, looking at his own palm—Qin Guang Wang's gaze, twisted into a green light, is struggling in his palm—studying it with curiosity.

Once silent for ten years, the land of Qi did not forget his fierce name.

And by the time of the Second Qi Xia War, there was no one in the world who did not know him.

Different from the time when the Qi court vigorously promoted the former Wu An Hou and Champion Hou, this person's fame spread entirely through word of mouth, through fear.

The Governor of Southern Xia, Su Guan Ying, has governed Xia for so many years. The year Tian An Ping led his army through Wu Xing Fu, it was still the most barren of the fus. Su Guan Ying had already invested massive resources to operate it… but there was really nothing much to operate.

Even… not many Wu Xing people were left.

In the early period of Qi's rise, the people of Qi didn't care about, even indulged in fierce names, thus earning the nickname "Fierce Butcher," Chong Xuan Chu Liang, which could stop children crying at night.

Now that the hegemony of Qi is stable, Qi Tian Zi particularly emphasizes "Rule by Virtue," the so-called "King's wind, weapons do not reach, yet the world submits."

They vigorously downplay battlefield fierce names and also vigorously avoid inciting resistance among the people of Xia.

But the person in front of them is still like the obscure shadow of deep night. The fear he brings still spreads.

There is a rumor—which the Qi country officials absolutely will not admit—that when the news of this person taking office as Zhan Yu Commander spread, the famous Nine Die Strong Army, an elite troop of the world, the Zhan Yu Army, actually had deserters!

Merely to escape his name.

What kind of person can have such terrifying fame, achieving renown alongside Fierce Butcher Chong Xuan Chu Liang and Subdue Demon Commander Yin Xiao Heng as a representative of "Killing" after just one war?

He is precisely the current Zhan Yu Commander of the Great Qi Empire, from the Great Marsh Tian Clan… Tian An Ping!

Infinitely arrogant, holding the life of the famous prodigy Liu Shen Tong in his hand.

But he looks so harmless. He is curiously looking at the green light in his palm, like a child thinking about the actions of ants.

Tian Chang, wearing armor and hanging a knife, his feet stepping on shocking waves, was originally majestic and limitless. At this moment, however, he is with that surging tide, becoming a tamed, whimpering beast.

The sea wind is gentle, the sea tide is slow, the sound of the tide rocks like a dream, everything is leisurely.

Outside the ruins of Wan Xian Palace, in this desolate, uninhabited sea area, a strange… harmony is temporarily present.

Chu Jiang Wang, however, is at this moment stagnant in both body and mind, feeling an unprecedented stiffness, as if she is already a corpse, unable to move a single finger. Even her thoughts… are starting to become slow.

She feels herself falling towards an abyss, no matter what secret method she uses, she cannot awaken herself.

Just at this moment, a slender palm becomes her eye curtain, blocking out those dangerous things. The warmth passing through the palm also eases her body temperature, causing her stiffening heart to return to softness.

Once again, she feels alive, once again, she feels the human world.

And Qin Guang Wang, who extended this hand, just flies forward with his usual expression.

His horizontally extended left hand covers her face, shielding Chu Jiang Wang's eyes, leading her towards the depths of Wan Xian Palace. His slightly drooping right hand is gathered in his sleeve, finger bones entwining a green string-like small snake, the snake flicking a jade-colored tongue.

Not a word of nonsense, not even an extra glance.

Behind him, clouds also wither, the sea also withers, even yuan force is disintegrating… a mournful green fluorescence stains everything. Hence, everything is withering.

He has done risky things all his life, so of course he is not afraid to contend with Tian An Ping. But getting entangled with the Zhan Yu Army Commander on the sea is clearly not a smart choice.

A wordless turn is the most resolute farewell.

The Yan Luo black robe of Hell's doorless fluttering in the air is like a night curtain, once again covering this place.

The short brightness has already passed!

The king of the night decrees a return to silence.

The ruins of Wan Xian Palace, which had originally become clear and concrete, once again become hazy and illusory, returning to a mirage.

He opened the gate of Wan Xian Palace ruins, and he also closed it. He pulled Wan Xian Palace from the gap where light and sound intersect, and he also threw it back into the maze of the five senses!

Tian Chang stands on the tidal crest, like a wooden carving drifting with the waves, able only to watch with wide eyes as the figures of Qin Guang Wang and Chu Jiang Wang disappear into the depths of Wan Xian Palace. He then watches as the light and shadow of Wan Xian Palace gradually fade and disappear. In this process, he is completely powerless to stop it, yet he also dares not speak to remind the one who can stop it.

He has followed Tian An Ping for too long, and he knows too well when Tian An Ping is most dangerous. At least when Tian An Ping is curious and focused on studying something, quietness is a basic requirement.

But if Qin Guang Wang disappears with Wan Xian Palace just like this, will he, who could only watch, be held responsible?

Watching this desolate sea area, everything has dissipated, leaving only imperceptible flowing light. Tian Chang's knife-gripping finger bones have already turned white.

At such a moment, Tian An Ping seems to come back to his senses.

He shifts his gaze from the twisted green light in his left palm, casting it towards the increasingly distant, disappearing illusion of Wan Xian Palace, expressionless… he lifts his right hand.

Hua la la!

The shackles on his hand are touched, the remaining few sections of broken chains continuously ringing.

And from the void, mountain ridge-like huge chains probe out, winding like a dragon's curved body, and suddenly straighten, as if they have touched something!

Tian An Ping is still expressionless, he just slowly pulls back his right hand.

Hong long long long!

Tian Chang is shocked to see that the concept of "distant" is shattered. The so-called "illusory," the so-called "past," all return to "real" and "now." The fairy palace ruins, where mournful sounds still linger, are like a dilapidated old carriage, struggling forward on the road, the more effort it makes, the more it retreats.

Everything that has passed is reversing!

Those broken walls and ruins, the flying eaves and pavilions outside, have very vague illusory colors flowing like whiskers, and noisy but unclear sounds—that is the light and sound being crushed by unmatched giant force.

Wan Xian Palace, which had already returned to the gap where light and sound intersect, is actually being forcibly pulled out by him!

He has no key, he does not open the gate. He has no secret score, he does not connect the broken bridge.

He directly drags back Wan Xian Palace!

Tian Chang stands on the tidal crest, his hanging knife not knowing what to say.

Tian An Ping, however, just virtually grasps the chains, presses down, and presses one end of those black, mountain ridge-like huge chains into the sea.

One can see the massive ruins of Wan Xian Palace struggling in the air, like a caged beast wanting to escape, while the huge chains entering the sea are just straightened there, not moving an inch—

Fixing the water to connect to the sky, locking the sea to imprison the immortal!

Truly a person hard to describe.

Light clothing and thin pants cannot withstand the sea wind. His disheveled long hair is also messy in the wind.

But he takes a step and walks, using the chains as a bridge, towards the fairy palace ruins that cannot struggle free. His right hand is already empty; his left hand virtually grasps, hanging at his side. The green light grasped in his palm is actually being ground into substantial dust, falling with a rustling sound.

Da, da, da.

Forward, step by step.

Hua, hua, hua.

The chains are shaking.

Tian An Ping's figure on the iron chain bridge seems slow but is actually fast, disappearing into the depths of the fairy palace in an instant.

Now only Tian Chang is left alone, standing on the tidal crest, guarding outside the fairy palace ruins.

He did not ask Tian An Ping what he should do next, and Tian An Ping also did not leave any command—when he serves by Tian An Ping's side, it is always like this, he needs to think clearly about what he should do himself.

In some sense, Tian An Ping is not a particularly difficult person to serve. He seldom expresses dissatisfaction, and he never blames anyone. The things he assigns, as long as they are completed in a timely manner, no matter how circuitous the process, he doesn't care. Even if you mess things up, many times you only need to propose a solution.

Only one point—you don't know when he is dissatisfied. And when he is dissatisfied, there is no chance to regret. He usually kills directly.

Tian Chang slowly closes his eyes, then slowly opens them again. In this process, his almost still heart begins to beat again.

He never conceals his fear in front of Tian An Ping, and there is no such thing as trust in Tian An Ping's body. He just tries not to let Tian An Ping feel troublesome.

He knows very clearly—that Tian An Ping always uses him only because he can solve some unnecessary troubles, can save a bit of thinking time, not because he is so great.

He originally wanted to write a letter through the Tai Xu Illusion Realm about the appearance of the Wan Xian Palace ruins and the news of Qin Guang Wang and Tian An Ping's confrontation.

But he thought about it and finally did not do so.

He cannot be sure that opening the Tai Xu Illusion Realm here will not leave traces that can be caught by Tian An Ping. He also does not think this news is a great favor to that "Jiang Ge Lao".

The confrontation between Qin Guang Wang and Tian An Ping, for that Jiang Zhen Ren, is probably "dogs biting dogs"? Whichever dies are not bad things.

That Jiang Zhen Ren may not necessarily care about the harvest from the so-called Wan Xian Palace ruins. Even if he did, it would not be good to contend with the Zhan Yu Commander of Qi country. Furthermore, in such an event, what can Jiang Zhen Ren give in return?

Tian Chang cannot think of anything for the time being, so he takes no action. Before there is a certain huge harvest, he cannot take such a big risk.

At this moment, he presses his knife and looks around, then suddenly draws his knife and chops—

The sea tide under his feet thus rushes to the sky, pouncing towards the fairy palace ruins, completely burying it.

The tide surges and goes, green waves ripple, this place is as if nothing has ever come.

Everything is carried away by the sea wind, and Tian Chang also disappears into the seawater.

One slash peels off a piece of sea clothing, which is used to cover the fairy palace.

This illusory method of covering the moon and hiding the sky is already his full effort.

Thinking of leaving enough time for Tian An Ping and not letting outsiders disturb his "hunting" in the Wan Xian Palace ruins is what he, the chief general of the Zhan Yu Army, should do at this moment.

It may not necessarily have a significant effect; it is his, Tian Chang's, heartfelt loyalty.

Although it is almost impossible to say, if Tian An Ping is unfortunately in trouble, it will also be convenient for him to use the sea clothing to escape—oh no, to call for rescue.

The sea surface is so vast.

This night's rain seems to linger only in the Ghost Face Fish sea area.

Li Long Chuan cannot understand why Wang Kun is willing to lead a team to garrison here—this sea area is both barren and remote, far from everywhere, and not a key location in any way. Even if there are any actions, they will not have too much influence.

The reason for adjusting the defense area of Fishing Sea Tower and transferring this branch of the Jing country army here is precisely based on this consideration.

But Wang Kun actually accepted and quickly set up camp.

There must be some problem that he has not yet thought of in this matter.

But there is indeed no reason to drive this team of people out of the near sea.

The sea border is the world's sea border, and the people of Jing country came to assist in defense at the request of Fishing Sea Tower. Not to mention that Peng Lai Island itself has been operating overseas for a long time and has a say in directly intervening in sea border affairs.

"General Li has been observing here for a long time, don't you have any proper matters to attend to?" Wang Kun flies back to the back of the giant turtle after patrolling the temporary sea camp, looking at Li Long Chuan, who is standing there quietly.

He is very clear about Li Long Chuan's observation power and understands that the arrangements of the Jing army will have no secrets under these eyes. But he fundamentally doesn't care.

Because he and the Dou E armored warriors he brought are not the key to the plan at all. All his arrangements in the Ghost Face Fish sea area are unimportant. He tries to design them to be complex just to confuse Li Long Chuan's candle micro.

The clearer Li Long Chuan sees, the more confused he will probably be.

The plan has already progressed to this step, and his mood is very relaxed.

Li Long Chuan says blandly: "I have been on leave these days, I want to accompany Brother Wang here more."

Wang Kun laughs inexplicably: "Brother Li can of course accompany someone like Wang here, the so-called one-on-one stalking. Qi country can now be said to have a big family and a big business ah…"

"What do you want to say?" Li Long Chuan raises his sword eyebrows, looking at him rather impatiently.

"I just want to ask, if you have to call people to stare at every person who goes to sea… then what about Pei Hong Jiu? Xu San? Even… Tai Yuan Zhen Ren?" Wang Kun grins and says: "Even upon… Tai Yuan Zhen Ren?"

At this moment, Wang Kun can receive messages, and Li Long Chuan naturally can also receive them.

Pei Hong Jiu, a cultivator from the Zheng Tian Fu of the Great Jing Empire, has appeared outside De Qiao Island with five teams of Dou E armored warriors.

Xu San, a disciple of Da Luo Shan from the Great Jing Empire, has appeared outside Wu Dong Island with five teams of Dou E armored warriors.

The first true person in the Central Domain, Lou Yue of the Great Jing Empire, has appeared in front of Tian Ya Tai!

Now there is no need to ask how they suddenly appeared, whether they were thrown to the near sea from the legendary Peng Lai Island, or through the channels of Fishing Sea Tower, or the channel of Yang Gu, none of that is important. Now to ask is the purpose of their appearance at these places!

If this were a war, merely hearing these few names, Li Long Chuan would fundamentally not move. This scale of mobilization from Jing country is still not enough to fight a big war with Qi country.

But there is currently a consensus of "Hegemon does not attack". To speak of a regional action, the scale of the Jing country side is unprecedented!

Such huge movement must have a huge pursuit.

But until things have progressed to this step, he has not received any intelligence!

What are the night watchmen doing?

What exactly does Jing country want to do?!!

"What answer do you hope to get?" Li Long Chuan's face is composed: "The people of Jing country come to sea for fun, please feel free. The army of Jing country comes to participate in sea border defense, we welcome. If you want to come and stir up trouble… I only fear the sea waves are too big, overturning your big ship, causing you all not to return."

He looks into Wang Kun's eyes: "I'm not talking about you. I'm saying, whether it's Pei Hong Jiu, Xu San, or even Tai Yuan Zhen Ren, it's all the same!"

"True heroism! Also true backbone!" Wang Kun sighs deeply: "I feel it repeatedly here with Brother Li—Qi country's power is great ah!"

Li Long Chuan lifts his eyes: "Only contended back with one knife and one gun."

Wang Kun at this time has an inexplicable expression. He looks at the distant, dark sea area under the black night, and wistfully says: "Do you hear the sound of crying?"

Li Long Chuan curls his mouth: "Do you want to cry?"

"I mean—" Wang Kun says: "The sound of Shen Du crying."