Chapter 125

Dongfang Wuji shook the heavens with both arms, his mighty intimidating force calming the waters of Dong Hai.

Starlight shone on his body, drop by drop, the moon obscured by his silhouette.

Chen Yi He noticed Dongfang Wuji's gaze fixed on him, the demonic power in that gaze leaving him unable to break free for a moment. This is the power of the strong, this is the power of the transcendent Dao.

Surpassing the mortal world.

Under Dongfang Wuji's gaze, Chen Yi He could not move at all, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

Dongfang Wuji needed only a light finger to kill Chen Yi He.

Dongfang Jie resurrected the ancestor, and he enjoyed the power the ancestor brought him.

Chen Yi He gazed at Dongfang Wuji, feeling he was dazed and confused, his eyes empty, not like a living person! Yet he clearly stood before Chen Yi He, clearly able to move and breathe.

"Ancestor, tonight you are reborn; first strike this brat! Then strike all the people under heaven!" Dongfang Jie pointed at Chen Yi He, commanding Dongfang Wuji, his words devoid of any respect for the predecessor.

Dongfang Wuji froze for a moment, standing still, doing nothing, merely staring at Chen Yi He.

"Ancestor, strike this brat first!" Dongfang Jie urged.

Dongfang Wuji finally moved, taking a step that spanned several tens of meters in a single stride, arriving before Chen Yi He; before he could strike, Chen Yi He shot up high, then fell straight down, plunging into the depths of Dong Hai.

As he sank into the sea, Chen Yi He recalled the first time he saw Dongfang Xing, when Dongfang Xing threw him seventy or eighty meters, he plunged into the lake's center, water scraping his face and flowing into his mouth and nose—exactly the same feeling as now.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Dongfang Jie laughed to the heavens; seeing Dongfang Wuji's move, one could witness such strength! This is absolute power!

Dongfang Jie knew Chen Yi He was doomed; only this move was needed, his five viscera and six bowels would be shattered to pieces, forever sinking in Dong Hai.

At the same time, his sole worry dissipated like smoke; Chen Yi He was Dongfang Xing's heart-knot; if Dongfang Wuji had any weakness, it would likely be Chen Yi He.

Now Chen Yi He is dead, Dongfang Jie has no more worries.

Dongfang Wuji gazed expressionlessly at the starry sky, saying nothing, doing nothing; he was like a sculpture, cold and emotionless. Yet the power on his body was truly real!

The starry sky is desolate; he is also desolate; he exists together with the starry sky.

Demonic qi seeped from the sculpture's body, like a block of bare ice in the air, constantly emitting vapor.

Dongfang Jie clenched his fists before his eyes, as if seeing power grasped in his palm; he would lead the Dongfang clan toward revival!

Dongfang Wuji is the tool he will use to dominate the world!

……

Early the next morning, a commotion arose in the Dong Hai inn; eighteen masters set out one after another, and Zhang Gonggong had already prepared the horses.

"Last night Dongfang Wuji appeared; surely everyone felt that unfathomable power?" Zhang Gonggong wanted to make his point clear beforehand: "I felt it. Ten of me might not be his match."

Zhang Gonggong's saying "Ten of me might not be his match" is not false modesty; on the contrary, he spoke quite sincerely—for him it might be just ten, but for others it could be twenty, thirty, hundreds or thousands, even tens of thousands.

"Today is a bloodbath! No matter how many of us die, we must exterminate Dongfang Wuji in Dong Hai, for our descendants and our heavy family legacy!"

"Zhang Gonggong, the foundation of us jianghu people is small, we can afford to lose it, but you are the foundation of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty; to compare us is fair?" Luo Qingkui asked.

Zhang Gonggong glanced at Luo Qingkui, not reacting; Luo Qingkui is not a Martial Pacifier, not easy to bully: "You represent, aren't you all of the Great Zhou Dynasty? Aren't you all descendants of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Let's go, Zhang Gonggong." Ye Wuming found Zhang Gonggong's remarks disgusting; an old man speaking openly about meaningless things, utterly shameless.

Ye Wuming, as representative of the Prince's mansion, fully represents Zhou Ke; his attitude toward Zhang Gonggong is Zhou Ke's attitude toward Zhang Gonggong; he possesses sufficient strength to stand among the crowd, and not be the lowest.

"Then let's set out!" Zhang Gonggong led the way.

Others followed one after another; they whipped their horses all the way, reaching the Dong Hai shore in half an hour, finding the Dongfang clan's settlement, and engaging in a death battle with Dongfang Wuji.

……

From nightfall to dawn, Dongfang Jie never saw Chen Yi He emerge from the Dong Hai sea surface.

Dongfang Tian stood beside Dongfang Jie, looking at Dongfang Wuji with a terrified posture, "This… this is the ancestor?"

"Yes."

Dongfang Wuji stood there, not moving a muscle all night, not even blinking.

"Ah Xing? Ah Xing?" Dongfang Tian asked.

Dongfang Tian probably already knew what had happened, and also knew Chen Yi He's fate; after a wave of sorrow, his heart also died. Since he couldn't save Chen Yi He, what could he use to save?

"Wasn't it you who pointed the way for Chen Yi He last night?" Dongfang Jie retorted, his hands behind his back, his face showing fatigue but confidence undiminished, especially after killing Chen Yi He.

"Yes." Dongfang Tian did not rebut, nor feel apologetic, "Uncle, you should have guessed that, shouldn't you?"

"Hehe, I guessed as much; aren't you doing it on purpose? You placed your hopes on Chen Yi He, which is a kind of gamble, but you didn't expect that precisely because of you, I was able to complete this final step."

"What does that mean?"

"Only Chen Yi He can let Xing'er complete the final redemption; only with Chen Yi He's death can she be free of burdens and accomplish the great undertaking!" Dongfang Jie turned, patted his nephew's shoulder, "You are still too young."

"Ah! Why?!" Dongfang Tian shrugged his shoulder, shook off Dongfang Jie, and questioned resentfully.

"Why? Don't you understand? It's for the Dongfang clan's great undertaking!" Dongfang Jie tried to soothe, "In ten years I will grow old, the Dongfang clan's heavy burden will fall on your shoulders; love between children is the most terrifying, you must be strong, otherwise how can I rest easy entrusting the whole clan to you?"

"I want nothing; I only ask one thing: Ah Xing?"

Dongfang Jie pointed at the motionless Dongfang Wuji and replied, "There."

"Ah! Ah ah ah!" Dongfang Tian screamed wildly toward the Dong Hai to vent his inner pain.