Chapter 136: Long Separation, Reunion

Long separated, reunited, Chen Yi He felt so moved he didn't know what to say.

Looking at Dongfang Xing again, she remained gracefully charming.

"Dongfang..." Chen Yi He called out.

"I'm here." Dongfang Xing responded with all her strength to Chen Yi He, her lover.

"Do you look down on me?" Dongfang Wuji asked. He had rarely undergone complete rebirth; the world would be under his feet; who would dare ignore him? He waved his hand and said, "Old man, I won't grant your wishes!"

"Old man will make you separated by life and death!"

Chen Yi He abruptly turned his head, looked up at Dongfang Wuji standing on the ruins, and coldly sneered, "You can even strike your descendants, devoid of humanity; even if your cultivation is profound, what of it?"

"Hahaha! Since you say that, then I, the old man, decide to spare your life," Dongfang Wuji pointed at Dongfang Xing in Chen Yi He's arms and said, "But she must die!"

A latent force suddenly surged through Chen Yi He's body; Dongfang Xing is his taboo!

Chen Yi He cast off his decadence, charging at Dongfang Wuji, he summoned the Heavenly Secret Sword in midair and stabbed toward Dongfang Wuji.

Dongfang Wuji gave a cold smile, flicked his sleeve, and struck at Chen Yi He!

"Bang!" Chen Yi He and Dongfang Wuji clashed head-on in a move!

The tremendous destructive force made heaven and earth seem to surge! The East Sea could no longer bear the turmoil; it roared and howled, seeking to engulf everyone on the shore!

Merciless waves battered everyone, drenching them to a sorry state.

Chen Yi He exerted all his strength, thrusting a sword; its sword qi surged off the charts! Dongfang Wuji did not dodge, meeting it head-on with his body!

"Boom!"

Dongfang Wuji puffed out his chest, and the Heavenly Secret Sword bounced away.

Chen Yi He barely managed to stabilize his body in midair with great difficulty. He was not discouraged, turned back and, in the blink of an eye, unleashed countless swords, seeking to win with sword speed. Yet Dongfang Wuji could easily dodge each of his swords.

Even though Dongfang Wuji's stature was tall, he was light as a swallow.

Chen Yi He could not injure Dongfang Wuji in the slightest!

Dongfang Wuji seemed merely to be playing with Chen Yi He; the gap in their strength was truly enormous!

After over ten exchanges, Dongfang Wuji had had enough fun.

"Kid, you're still far behind!" Dongfang Wuji kicked the Heavenly Secret Sword away and struck Chen Yi He with a palm.

Chen Yi He tumbled and crawled, flipping outward.

For Chen Yi He, normally being able to withstand three of Dongfang Wuji's moves was already his limit; today enduring over thirty moves was purely because his internal limit had been unlocked, concerning Dongfang Xing—she was his limit!

Furthermore, there is that black giant hand within Chen Yi He's body! Without it, Chen Yi He couldn't even stand now.

The black giant hand is mysterious and boundless in power; however, Chen Yi He is merely a Fourth Heavenly Layer body and cultivation, and it has given him all it can; his body has reached its limit, and if it were to add even greater power, Chen Yi He would surely burst and die.

The black giant hand is willing but unable; it even worries more about Chen Yi He's life than Chen Yi He himself does!

It and Chen Yi He share life and death.

If the skin does not survive, where will the hair attach?

Dongfang Wuji surged forward, punching Chen Yi He in the face, then another punch, left, right, punch after punch!

Chen Yi He provoked him, and he intends to let Chen Yi He die in the most miserable way!

"No..." Dongfang Xing whispered weakly; her body had weakened to the extreme, breathing difficult, yet she did not forget Chen Yi He.

Chen Yi He had no ability to fight back, not even to dodge.

Dongfang Wuji dragged Chen Yi He along, saying as he went, "Heh, your life is still tough; old man will keep you company for a bit of fun."

"Sword Devil, what should we do? They are actually a greater devil than you!" Duan Sheng asked the Western Desert Sword Devil.

"You ask me, I ask who? I, damn it, can't even stand up..." the Western Desert Sword Devil said irritably.

"Heh, you can't stand up? You just don't dare to stand!" Duan Sheng mocked, laughing; now whoever stands up will first attract Dongfang Wuji's attention.

The renowned Western Desert Sword Devil, famous far and wide! Actually being scared into not daring to rise—if this got out, wouldn't it make the whole world laugh?

But even if laughed at by the world, it's still better than dying miserably right away!

The tiger and leopard lying on the ground also chimed in, "This time it seems we're really going to die here." Indeed, even Chen Yi He, who had saved their lives, is now severely wounded and on the verge of death, liable to be crushed into dregs by Dongfang Wuji at any moment.

The Western Desert Sword Devil didn't even glance at Chen Yi He; he had lost hope in the young man who could block three of his swords, let alone someone he himself couldn't defeat—what hope could there be for any youth? Yet he laughed, "Heh, I never expected that I, the Western Desert Sword Devil, having done all my evil deeds, would end up dying alongside the righteous martial artists—what a worth! Truly worth it! Hahaha!"

"What a pity that Zhang Huayu toyed with us in his palm; I only hate that I trusted him too much, earlier failing to see his true nature, to see his 'Clone Technique'!" Nun Shang Rong said resentfully.

"Nun, I think you should conserve your strength; we'll be good company on the road to the Yellow Springs!" Linghu Shang joked; at this moment, only someone like him could truly feel no fear.

"Ah, thinking about this life, I truly haven't done enough." Yan Shan Hai sighed; "I only just became chief of the Five Peaks Alliance, and now this mess has arisen—how can I face the descendants of the Five Peaks?"

"Don't say that either; we've seen all your deeds—history is your creation, it will be passed on; a single life means nothing; the key is to see what a single life can create." Linghu Shang comforted Yan Shan Hai; as a member of the Huashan Sect, he actually offered solace to the rival who had taken his position as chief of the Five Peaks Alliance.

"No..."

"No..."

"No..." Dongfang Xing saw everything before her, yet she was powerless; she couldn't even move a finger, she was simply too weak.

Suddenly, from somewhere unknown, a surge of true qi emanated from Dongfang Xing's inner heart, perhaps when she saw Chen Yi He's life hanging by a thread.

"Gurgle... gurgle... gurgle..." The demon blood within Dongfang Xing's body was boiling, from slow to rapid, like water boiling over a fire, incessantly bubbling.

She felt hot, tormented, with nowhere to vent!

Her pallid body slowly darkened, growing ever blacker... deadly black, deadly black!

Chen Yi He felt his body growing heavier; the initial pain had vanished, now only numbness, numbness, numbness!

His eyelids felt as if filled with lead, heavier than his body; usually he could lift unknown-weight boulders, but now he couldn't even open his light eyelids.