Chapter 237: Evil Path

Qiu Yichen stood before the Five Absolutes Palace, looking at the raging flames that illuminated half the sky. The fiery red light shone on his cruel face, stimulating his ruthless eyes. Suddenly, he felt a sensation, a sensation never before experienced, as a surge of power rushed into his body!

"Ahhh!" The powerful force struck his heart and flesh! It caused him unbearable pain!

"How are you?" Ruan Shu had not yet recovered from the destruction of the Five Absolutes Palace when she again saw Qiu Yichen's painful appearance, and she was dealt a heavy blow.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" Qiu Yichen clutched his head, fell to the ground, rolling continuously! He rolled toward the fire!

Ruan Shu couldn't stop him; in a moment, Qiu Yichen was swallowed by the flames.

"Qiu Yichen!" Ruan Shu wailed and shouted.

However, Qiu Yichen was not burned to ashes by the fire; shortly after, he flew out of the flames!

Nirvana Rebirth!

Reborn in Fire!

He truly seemed like a phoenix flying in the sky! The flames clung to him, under his control!

The Five Absolutes Palace in the flames collapsed with a boom; he stood upon it, stepping on the palace as it soared high.

Qiu Yichen finally found what he wanted! It was his power!

"Mother, mother! You never imagined, the thing you feared most I would obtain, I still obtained it!" Qiu Yichen straightened in midair, first gazing into the distance, then looking at his own hands, which were his own!

"Hahaha! From now on, who can stop me?!" Qiu Yichen laughed loudly; his laughter echoed across the entire northern plains!

Qiu Yichen wielded the Falling Moon Blade, fiercely chopping at the moon in the sky! That strike truly seemed to split the moon itself! The moonlight was instantly obscured, only slowly, apprehensively reappearing after a long, long time.

"Such strong power, it's a pity not to find someone to test it on..." Qiu Yichen looked at himself, as if gazing at the most perfect statue, he muttered, "Chen Yi He, I have come!"

Afterwards, Qiu Yichen slowly descended; the demonic aura on his body had completely covered his original aura. He coldly said to Ruan Shu, "I am now going to find Chen Yi He; do you know where he is?"

"What are you looking for him for?" Ruan Shu asked weakly.

"To test the depths."

"I don't know where he is."

Qiu Yichen hung the Falling Moon Blade on Ruan Shu's neck, saying, "You know where he is; speak quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Heh, you still want to kill me? Then please go ahead and strike!" Ruan Shu suddenly straightened her body, gripping the Falling Moon Blade tightly with her hand, speaking excitedly. The blade's edge cut her delicate fingers and warm palm, fresh blood dripping drop by drop down her fair wrist.

"Heh, even if you don't tell me, I know," Qiu Yichen retrieved the Falling Moon Blade, "Going to the Imperial Capital to look for him is never wrong. Chen Yi He, Mother, you should both be there; this debt ought to be settled."

Behind her, the fire continuously emitted crackling sounds, the noise of flames consuming wood; Ruan Shu knew she had no retreat, yet as she looked at Qiu Yichen, she increasingly felt she also had no way forward.

She was caught between a rock and a hard place, in a deadly predicament.

She truly deserved death ten thousand times.

"You now have no way out; if you have thought it through, follow me."

Ruan Shu knew this was Qiu Yichen's pity toward her; she could refuse, "Are you pitying me?"

"Yes." Qiu Yichen said to Ruan Shu, "Since we have already taken a wrong step, what is there to fear about the next step?" Actually, he also feared loneliness.

"Okay." Ruan Shu thought it over and finally agreed to Qiu Yichen; since we were wrong, we might as well persist in error! To confront the Palace Master and the martial artists of the world, seeking an outcome.

Just as Qiu Yichen and Ruan Shu were about to leave, the townspeople of Bear King Fortress arrived, each holding buckets, basins, and other tools; the leader pointed at the fire and said, "Everyone, hurry and help!"

Qiu Yichen said nothing more; with a raise of his hand and a fall of his blade, hundreds of townspeople were slain; the buckets and basins in their hands fell to the ground, filled with their own blood.

Ruan Shu had nothing to say; since she had resolved to follow this man, she would support any of his actions, wholeheartedly; she and the Five Absolutes Palace had no further ties, she and the Five Absolutes Palace were opposing sides.

Imperial Capital. Above the Nine Heavens.

"Sword King, since we are undecided, why waste time here?" Zhang Gonggong covered his chest, speaking to Shangguan Yunyi, "If we join forces, what in this world could we not obtain?"

Shangguan Yunyi stood there, one hand drooping, apparently broken—that was the hand he used to transform into a sword; he coldly retorted, "Heh, how could you think so beautifully?"

"If we join forces, not to mention the people of the world, even the Heavenly Dao beings need not be feared!" Zhang Gonggong's wound was also severe; blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth; the blood of a Seventh Heaven expert is crucial, each drop refined, each drop essence blood.

Others' blood is red, while his blood is green.

But his appearance had become very strange; his whole body emitted a strange, eerie true qi; thick black scales covered his wrinkled skin, appearing on his hands and feet everywhere. His eyes were pitch black, his face gaunt to the point of deformity, faint traces of a skeleton visible.

He no longer resembled a person; he resembled a monster.

"Since ancient times, evil does not prevail over righteousness; you persist in the heretical path, you will surely suffer backlash from the heretical path, reaping what you sow." Shangguan Yunyi never expected that Zhang Gonggong was no longer the former Zhang Gonggong.

"We fought for three days and three nights, neither able to defeat the other; the peak of the Seventh Heaven cannot decide a winner, it just depends on who can first step into the Eighth Heaven!" Zhang Gonggong said to Shangguan Yunyi, "What are the Heavenly Dao people anyway? I, Zhang Huayu, have feared no one; heretical path? Heh, as long as it makes me stronger, what does it matter? Since ancient times, the distinction between righteousness and heresy is merely a matter of strength; I am strong, thus I am the righteous path; you are inferior to me, thus you are the heretical path! These have always been written by the victors!"

"I just never expected the heretical path to truly exist. Sigh..." Shangguan Yunyi sighed deeply, unable to hold back, he spat a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Heh, if the Heavenly Dao exists, how could the heretical path not exist?" Zhang Gonggong waved his arm, covered in scales, excited beyond measure! "Do you truly believe the human way reigns supreme? Ah!"

The "human way" referred to by Zhang Gonggong means ordinary people of the mortal world. Shangguan Yunyi, Chen Yi He, etc., commoners, nobles and officials, etc...