Chapter 2575: Youthful Vigor

At first, there were two strands of sword light, twisting and tangling in the air like silk. Some were hidden in the light of the sky, invisible to ordinary eyes. Suddenly hidden, suddenly present, they returned and wandered through heaven and earth. In one moment like lightning, tearing through ten thousand miles, in an instant like a dragon, rumbling and fierce!

Crack!

After a sound like the sky tearing open, sword light illuminated heaven and earth, and finally, two figures separated. The younger one held a sword, his eyes eager to try. The older one had a flying sword at his side, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

The southern domain is vast, and there is no lack of strong individuals. Although it is a wild place with no human traces, battles between two of the world's absolute peaks, sometimes hidden like mosquito flies, sometimes soaring and shaking heaven and earth, are impossible not to be detected.

But whether it was Chu country, the giant city on Tianjue Peak, or Mount Sumeru, they all regarded this as nothing. They gave them enough private space.

One, forgetful and muddled, yet committing all evils, without rules or regulations, completely without moral concept. The other, firm of will, must repay enmity, established the heavenly palace, suppressed the long river, wishing to benefit the world. The two had an obstructing enmity and a sword-fighting agreement—this agreement was known to all the world.

Fighting to the death is normal, and no one can say there's a problem.

Except Yan Chunhui.

The very abnormal Yan Chunhui did not feel this was very normal.

"Wait!"

"I remember… we already made peace. I also gave way, removed the name 'human demon,' and no longer cultivate human demons."

Yan Chunhui tried hard to recall, feeling as though he had forgotten something… When did he form a new enmity?

He said in confusion: "I have an agreement with Ye Lingxiao, I will not trouble you again. I also abide by the agreement. Now why have you come?"

Jiang Wang had already fought one round, his boiling blood still fierce, sword energy across the sky, and upon hearing this sentence, the flame splendor suddenly dimmed, no longer so fierce: "He is like this… and he agreed to me?"

Yan Chunhui said: "I promised him I would not step onto Yun Country in this life, and I also promised him to spare your life."

Jiang Wang had a thousand words and ten thousand phrases in his heart, but in the end, he only sighed softly: "He still doesn't understand me."

Yan Chunhui was like a wise man at this moment: "He probably understands you very well, which is why he dared to leave."

Jiang Wang calmed down, and said softly: "I mean, he doesn't understand my strength."

Yan Chunhui looked at him, nodded and said: "Indeed, you have grown very fast. It is now very difficult for me to take your life. And you can retreat into Tianhai at any time, even if… the sea waves haven't stopped yet."

Jiang Wang shook his head again: "Now, Tianhai is also dangerous for me. Because if Seven Hates or the Sinless Heavenly Person make a move against me in Tianhai, the person who wants to save me will probably find it very difficult to arrive in time."

"Your ability to offend people is extraordinary." Yan Chunhui's tone had a hint of a sigh: "However, if a transcendent one makes a move against you, it makes no difference where you hide."

"It's not that I actively offended them, it's just that as I walked this path, wiping me out has become a choice." Jiang Wang said: "You are right, facing a transcendent one I am indeed powerless to resist. But if another transcendent one wants to save me, where my body is becomes very important."

Yan Chunhui's eyes suddenly became somewhat vigilant: "You said you would come alone when you found me again."

"That is indeed the case if you do not violate the rules." Jiang Wang said frankly: "I keep my promises. Today I came with my sword alone."

"You still can't kill me now." Yan Chunhui said.

Jiang Wang said in a loud voice: "It doesn't matter, in life, nothing is better than doing your best."

The more Yan Chunhui listened, the less he understood: "Who are you comforting?"

"Like this, we can kill while we chat." Jiang Wang rushed up with his sword.

Sword energy generated itself, like flowers and trees, like dragons and tigers, each showing its spirit! The sword energy gave birth to hundreds and thousands of spirits, surrounding Yan Chunhui and moving, completely trapping him.

Yan Chunhui's white-haired figure, however, was like the moon in a well, gradually scattering ripples, shattering and suddenly far away.

When the thousands of kinds of sword energy spirits combined their kill, he was already hanging upside down in the sky.

The two, one walking and one chasing, continued to evade several rounds like this. Yan Chunhui thought more and more, feeling confused and somewhat dumbfounded: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Then let's chat a few sentences first." Jiang Wang, unable to catch up for a while, made a decision himself.

Yan Chunhui's white hair hung down, the wrinkles deep as gullies, standing there, looking quite like someone enduring the decline of wind and rain. He was also listless, with no spirit: "I am already old and decrepit, with not many days left, I don't want to waste them on chatting. Especially not wanting to chat with someone who doesn't understand respect for the elderly."

Jiang Wang leaped up: "Then let's fight to the death!"

Yan Chunhui escaped far away again, his body already out of the killing momentum, riding the raft on the star river, and the clang of Long Xiang Si followed, continuously turning in heaven and earth.

He said: "You cannot kill me."

"Then just keep killing."

"How long do you want to kill for?"

"Don't worry about it." Jiang Wang pressed closer step by step: "I have a lot of time."

"Are you speaking or not speaking reason?!"

"I am just speaking with you!!"

In Broken Soul Gorge, a casual sword forced Yu Beidou to carry him and hide in the long river of fate, only then barely escaping. Where was there any reason to speak?

On Star Moon Plain, the heaven tilted and the sword sea raged, both sides' soldiers were like ants, human lives like dry grass, where was there ever any reason to speak?

But today, Yan Chunhui was always speaking reason. "Little friend… why must you?!"

"You don't manage."

"I don't want to manage… otherwise you wouldn't have come."

"But I have already come."

Yan Chunhui glared at him, his pair of eyes suddenly clear, suddenly turbid.

Once full of evil, cultivating and protecting many human demons, poisoning ten thousand miles without stopping, bringing disaster to the world for hundreds of years as the master of No Return Valley, now in this kind of foolishly dumbfounded puzzled appearance, he really looked somewhat like an old, weak, sick, and disabled pitiful figure!

He looked like a law-abiding old man, bullied at his door by that black-hearted young rogue.

Looking again at the old yellow dog whimpering with its tail in the distance, the beautiful woman with tear-filled mud on her face… truly a story plot that was routine again.

What a strong person robbing a common girl, bullying the old and weak, kicking a dog, shaking an egg yolk.

Also like the way stories in storybooks were repeated countless times, the helpless old man, in the end, always had to submit.

"Good!" Yan Chunhui sighed in a long voice, his hands hanging slightly, sword light around his fingers, quite like a tiger fallen in Pingyang being bullied by a dog, feeling sad: "What do you want to chat about?"

Jiang Wang temporarily stopped his sword, and immediately entered chat mode: "Initially when I went to No Return Valley to visit Senior Yan, who revealed the message to you?"

"Why must you be polite? I'd rather you not call me senior, just like before!"

"No matter how our positions are. If you can resolve my doubts, I should naturally respect you."

"I cannot say this matter. Others saved me from fire and water, how can I trap him in unrighteousness?"

Jiang Wang lifted his sword again: "Then let's fight to the death!"

"Qian Chou!" Yan Chunhui shouted.

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment: "So, is it that God Hero entrusted him to convey the intelligence?"

Yan Chunhui shook his head: "This I just don't know."

Jiang Wang quietly looked at him, as if judging the truthfulness of his words.

Yan Chunhui stood there slightly dumbfounded, his eyes gradually becoming turbid.

Jiang Wang quickly asked again: "I know that when Zong Dezhen was in a great war with Senior Ye, he divided his mind to come find you, and at that time you said you forgot— what important message did Senior Ye deposit with you here?"

This message was probably not important, because at that moment Ye Lingxiao still did not know the identity of the One True Dao Leader. But it might also accurately describe something, which could piece together Ye Lingxiao's last period of time.

But Yan Chunhui said: "You know, I am very forgetful. In my life, some things I can remember, some things I can never remember."

He thought hard for a while: "When facing Zong Dezhen, I forgot the part that I can never remember."

Jiang Wang exhaled a long breath, pursing his lips: "Mister Yan, you have no sincerity."

Yan Chunhui's white hair on his forehead lightly curled: "I have already given my greatest sincerity. Little friend Jiang, you just don't think so, and are turning a blind eye."

"Then one last question." Jiang Wang ended directly: "You once included a fortune-telling human demon under your command, his blood divination technique must have also been dedicated to you. Can you let me have a look?"

Yan Chunhui's eyebrows rose, and his face showed surprise: "This forbidden technique derived from the narrow path of fate divination, which is extremely evil to the human heart, are you, the Zhenjun of suppressing the river, also interested?"

Jiang Wang did not explain, only teased: "To hear the word 'forbidden' from Mister Yan's mouth is truly… commonplace. It doesn't seem so ferocious either."

The main purpose of his trip was in the three questions he asked. Finding a matter that could superficially trip himself was secondary.

Among these three questions, Yan Chunhui denied one, forgot one, and if he did not give the blood divination technique again, he truly could only let himself be tripped here, first entangling him for three to five months. Even if he could not kill Yan Chunhui, he wanted to prevent Yan Chunhui from doing other things.

Of course, he never thought of learning blood divination technique.

He didn't even learn Yu Beidou's fate divination, how could he covet blood divination?

It's just that although he secretly decided to use his body as bait to surround the vacant Demon Lord and fight Seven Hates, he also had to consider the possibility that Seven Hates might abandon him and seek the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》.

Yu Beidou initially set up a scheme in the East Sea, and in theory and actual performance, it can be said that he had already killed the Blood Demon and eliminated the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》.

But the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》 possesses an eternal nature, and in the end, it will be washed clean again by time.

This is also the fundamental reason why the eight great demon skills are named eternal and continue from generation to generation.

Their essence is eternal, originally not dying and not extinguishing.

The 《Bitter Sea Forever Sunk Desire Demon Skill》 was only able to be thoroughly wiped out because the 《Seven Hates Demon Skill》 took away that share of eternal nature.

The demise of the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》 was destined to be temporary. But this time, before Yu Beidou delivered the destructive blow, it might take tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years to measure!

In some sense, it can almost be regarded as forever cutting off the Demon Ancestor's path of return.

Hundreds of thousands of years… already crossed one great era.

The entire near ancient era was only one hundred and three thousand years!

The demon position has been vacant for an entire great era, it should wait until the human race has thoroughly wiped out the demon trouble.

It's just that at that time, Yu Beidou could not have calculated that after some years, a transcendent demon would actually be born.

From then on, the possibility was rewritten.

If Seven Hates finds a way to awaken the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》 from time in advance, then it can be regarded as unsealing this skill in time.

Jiang Wang at this moment wants to strongly view blood divination, wanting to borrow this to better understand the Blood Demon, to see if he can borrow this to set up a scheme (to let Chong Xuan win).

He also wants to borrow blood divination to spy on fate divination, wanting to see if he can add to the damage left by Yu Beidou that year and push the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》 further in time.

The merit of destroying the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》 was, after all, the swan song of fate divination left by that friend of forgetfulness. He does not wish Yu Beidou's spirit in heaven to regret this.

The best outcome is not to disturb it again, and no more disasters like blood sacrifice happen again.

Correspondingly, if the 《Extermination of Emotions and Desires Blood Demon Skill》 is destined to be difficult to return in advance, he will become Seven Hates' necessary opponent—his confrontation with Seven Hates at some point in the future is also inevitable.

"If I give it to you, will you just leave?" Yan Chunhui asked.

Jiang Wang gave his promise: "I will leave you in peace for a period of time, and after that, each time I come to see you, it will just be to chat with you—until the day I am sure I can settle the total account of human demons with you."

Yan Chunhui glared with his old eyes: "You still want to come see me often?"

"Honestly, I dare not fully believe that you have changed your path for me. So I want to come see you from time to time." Jiang Wang was very polite: "Since I have taken on this matter, I cannot know the difficulty and retreat, or be a dragonfly touching the water. If I am slack towards you, it is a loss of responsibility to the world."

"What responsibility do you have to the world?!" Yan Chunhui's beard blew up.

Jiang Wang quietly looked at the distant sky, then turned his head back: "Perhaps before I didn't, but when I walked to here, I do."

Yan Chunhui was at a loss for a while as to how to respond to this sentence. He thought about it: "I can give you the blood divination technique to view, but I also have a question, and I hope to get your answer."

Jiang Wang said: "I'm not sure if I can give you a satisfactory answer."

Yan Chunhui curled his lip: "Hehe, young man, you cannot only take advantage and not suffer losses, especially when facing an old man like me with poor memory."

Jiang Wang's face was expressionless: "I know your memory is not good, I hope you don't remember my not good."

Yan Chunhui looked at him: "Although my memory is not good, it is very hard to forget eating losses. Especially I cannot forget the person who always makes me eat losses."

"I can only say, I will answer truthfully." Jiang Wang said.

Yan Chunhui was also straightforward, raising his hand to flip out a blood-colored turtle shell: "What you want is within it."

Jiang Wang reached out to take it, then said: "Please ask."

Yan Chunhui calmly looked at him: "I still remember the last time you came to find me, it actually wasn't long ago. Why has your strength grown so fast in such a short time? So fast that this old man… is somewhat not so confident."

Jiang Wang thought seriously, then said: "You are someone who walked out a path in the era when flying swords perished. In terms of talent, in terms of aptitude, in terms of inheritance, you are not inferior to me. But we are different in one thing—"

He said: "When facing Zong Dezhen, you forgot. When facing Zong Dezhen, as well as the Nameless One, as well as holding Earth Store, I went up."

He did not feel he had the qualifications to point out Yan Chunhui's flaws, but he did think seriously and answer truthfully: "Perhaps you indeed did not need to draw your sword against Zong Dezhen, but you did, after all, have a transaction with that eternal human hero… isn't that right?"

"My transaction with Ye Lingxiao, neither owes the other. Human courage involves many things. You have many people by your side, and many people behind you, but this old and decrepit person is left alone." Yan Chunhui looked down: "There is still a child who needs to be taken care of, and a dog that relies on me to raise it."

Yanzi was still there wriggling, the yellow dog was still there curled up. This world was never a uniform painting from the beginning, in the cracked ground, they were forever divided in a corner.

But within that corner… Yanzi would peel faces, the yellow dog would eat people.

Not being able to enter the painting is just being one of the multitude of beings.

Jiang Wang's gaze followed his look: "She is already so painful, why must you let her live? This is tormenting her, and also letting her torment others."

Yan Chunhui said lightly: "You don't understand. And it's not necessary to understand."

Jiang Wang said: "You say I have many people by my side, and many people behind me. But when I left Fenglin City, I only knew two people. One called Ye Qingyu, one called Chong Xuan Sheng. I only met the former once, and only had contact with the latter in the Taixu Illusion Realm. The Forget Self Sword Dao, the name of the shameless absolute peak, I don't know what kind of person you were in your previous life, and I'm not interested either—"

"But people will all be responsible for the things they do. Our choices constitute our lives."

He put away the blood-colored turtle shell: "Mister Yan, take good care of her. Do not let her do evil."

Just like that, he stepped into the void and left.

Yan Chunhui looked at his retreating figure without speaking, waited for him to go far, then remained quiet alone for a while. After that, he slowly walked down the bare mountain forest, held Yanzi up from the mud, wiped her seriously several times, and helped her wipe off the dirt from her body.

The large yellow dog didn't know when it had climbed up, it just jumped over the ground crack and circled around the two people: "Too troublesome… too troublesome! This Jiang Wang, what exactly does he want to do?"

"I actually have some guesses." Yan Chunhui said calmly: "He deliberately asked me whether God Hero entrusted Qian Chou to convey the intelligence, his answer is hidden within the question—he is trying to confirm God Hero's identity with me."

"Then why didn't you tell him?" The old yellow dog said hatefully: "Let him and God Hero fight like dogs. It also saves him from always having time to pester you and delay your important matters!"

Yan Chunhui looked at him, hearing the words "dog fight dog" from a dog's mouth, he felt it was quite bizarre. He said: "I indeed don't know the answer."

Yanzi at this time was already free of blood and dirt, and was as beautiful as before. But between her eyebrows and eyes, there was no longer any charm.

Ever since being driven out of No Return Valley, receiving Yan Chunhui's restraint, losing the channel to vent her pain, she became more and more unable to endure.

She did not know how many times she had escaped and been caught back, yet she repeatedly went through this process.

Where did she not understand that she could not escape?

But life… what else could it be?

In Yan Chunhui's arms, she looked up at the old man, with a somewhat malicious smile: "You are clearly stronger than him, yet you have to retreat step by step. Flying sword dao, being strong and sharp, did you cultivate the Forget Self Sword Dao just to be so aggrieved?"

"You don't understand."

Yan Chunhui held her and walked in the bare forest, his eyes gradually becoming turbid, seeming to sink into some long-ago memory. He sighed and said: "This is his era."

Who was not splendid in their prime?

How could he not hear the flying sword crossing the sky?

But it had all passed.

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