Chapter 614: The End is Also a Liberation

"This gaze..."

After the power of the stars descended upon them, the aura of the three constantly climbed, and Shen Yu only saw three pairs of eyes gleaming with cold light.

At this moment, the three of them no longer possessed a shred of human emotion. If they could barely be considered hypocritical before, now they possessed only endless indifference.

That kind of coldness, cold enough to make one tremble, cold enough to make one involuntarily terrified and uneasy.

The auras of these three had already become increasingly terrifying, and now that they were connected as one, the overlapping auras made the very space tremble. Based on their aura alone, it seemed they could shatter mountains and rivers with a wave of their hands.

Looking at their posture, it seemed they intended to forcibly tear open space and shatter the heavens and earth.

"You think quite beautifully!" Withdrawing his surprise, Shen Yu gently waved his hand, and the Mountain and River Map shook abruptly under his control, sealing the space directly.

All external forces were sealed off, and the star power channeled by the three Beads was interrupted in an instant.

No matter how the beads above the three people's heads rotated, not a shred of star power could be channeled or absorbed anymore.

Without sufficient power to replenish them, the auras that had just climbed to their peak plummeted instantly. The power of the Mountain and River Map then pressed down, arriving in a magnificent display, crushing their shoulders.

This power was so immense it induced despair; how could human strength shake the heavens and earth, and how could it be compared to the power gathered from ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers?

These ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers were truly ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers; no matter how strong they were, they could never be stronger than the crushing weight of a World.

Under this terrifying power, not only was the connected aura of the three shattered in one fell swoop, but the three of them were also pressed firmly against the ground and ground into it.

The bodies of the three were instantly severely damaged, and from beginning to end, they didn't even have the slightest room to resist.

At this moment, Shen Yu also directly developed the intent to kill; he no longer hoped to ask anything from the mouths of these people.

The gazes of these people just now were enough to explain the problem; those gazes, cold to the extreme, proved that they had long since lost their humanity.

Perhaps long ago, after Mo Sanniang had a little emotion in her heart, she had a bit more humanity. But when that swordsman from Jingshan swung his sword at her, he had already severed this strand of silk and completely shattered that bit of emotion.

The defenses of Mo Sanniang's heart, which had originally opened up a little, instantly closed again, and that trace of humanity drifted away with the wind.

Facing these people who had no humanity at all, what answers could one expect to get from them? It was better to just kill them. Dead old monsters are the ones with the final value.

Mo Sanniang was also quite polite; it was originally just her, but later she called friends and companions, buying one and getting two free.

Since they were so enthusiastic, he would not be polite and would accept them all!

He spread his fingers and gripped them fiercely; the Mountain and River Map shook violently under his control, and the entire heavens and earth began to shake along with it.

The power of the Hanshan Seal, the power of the Sun Moon Pearl, and the power of the Mysterious One Heavy Water converged within the Mountain and River Map to form the power of the heavens and earth, which was not only meant to crush their bodies but also to grind away their spirits.

This terrifying power seemed to want to wipe out everything about them completely, leaving no trace behind.

"Mo Sanniang, you've doomed me!"

Facing this power, the three, who were already in a state of weakness, immediately fell to the brink of destruction, their spirits and flesh being rapidly worn away.

At the final moment, one of them let out a roar of unwillingness. He had roamed the world for who knows how long, thinking he would continue to roam forever, and had never imagined he would bow out in such a way.

Unwillingness, anger, and regret filled the bottom of his heart. He shouldn't have come, but now it was too late to say anything.

Until the very last moment, until it felt like some kind of shackle was gone, he knew he was beyond saving, but even now, he did not regret the things he had once done.

He was different from those so-called heroes; he demanded to live, he wanted to fight, he wanted to stand higher. Therefore, he could use any means, he could spare nothing.

If killing people could allow him to constantly progress, then he would do it without hesitation. He would kill all the people who talked, taking the lives of others to supplement his own.

Even if his hands were stained with blood, even if corpses lay across the fields and blood flowed like rivers. As long as he could benefit, it was all worth it.

He had never fallen, because his nature was such. He was not falling, but acting according to his nature.

He was following his nature, while others were forced to be like that; didn't this just prove that his path was the right one?

The weak are prey to the strong; this is dictated by nature. In the eyes of strong people like them, what difference was there between those weaklings and cattle, sheep, or pastries? Survival of the fittest—what was wrong with that?

The only thing wrong was that he wasn't strong enough, so the one being slaughtered today was him. He only hated Mo Sanniang for provoking a strong enemy and implicating him in the disaster.

In the final instant, thoughts still turned in his heart, wanting to struggle to escape. However, they ultimately collapsed and vanished, drifting away with the wind.

"Dead!" Watching his companion vanish right before his eyes, the person beside him felt no sadness, no sympathy for a fellow sufferer; it seemed there was instead a sense of relief.

In his final moments, he felt an unprecedented lightness, as if all chronic illnesses were gone and his mind was clear.

He wanted to grin, but found that his body had already collapsed, and even his consciousness was rapidly disappearing.

A sense of bitterness welled up in his heart; the world only knew of the blood-soaked forests where he had killed, but who else knew of the invincible swordsman of the past, Jian Huaikong?

He had also once yearned for the light, had also once upheld justice, and had even drawn his sword to resist. He thought he would always be like that; he thought he was different.

Yet he did not expect that he would eventually fall into boundless desire, driven every day by the instinct of desire, and like everyone else, he was unable to extricate himself from the endless carnival of slaughter.

Now the past events were vivid in his mind, and everything felt like yesterday. It turned out that, unknowingly, he had already fallen to this point. His self-righteousness, in the end, was just as ridiculous.

Over these years, he had killed countless people, and who knows how much blood had stained his hands; in the end, he had become the kind of person he had once drawn his sword against.

Now that he had reached the end of his road, it could be considered that good and evil had reached their conclusion.

He gave up all resistance and let everything collapse. Of course, even if he resisted, even if Shen Yu stopped the crushing, his collapse would still not stop.

When he was liberated, it meant that everything had reached its end, and everything was liberated!

Finally, when both the former and the latter vanished into the air, Shen Yu's gaze turned to Mo Sanniang. Even he had not expected that the one who lasted the longest among the three was the weakest, Mo Sanniang.

However, she was also at the end of her rope; once the other two died, all the pressure fell upon her, and she was crushed in an instant.

Collapsing rapidly from the inside out, when her spiritual sense dissipated and her spirit was exhausted, Mo Sanniang's eyes, however, became clear.

Past events flooded her heart, and there even appeared a trace of sadness in her heart. She hadn't felt this feeling of sadness for how many years. She didn't expect to feel it once more before she died.

At this moment, Mo Sanniang thought of many things, thought of the figure who used to guard outside her window day after day, and also of that sword from back then.

She actually knew very clearly from beginning to end that that sword was both a suppression and a protection.

At the time, she had no resistance at all; the other party could clearly have used the power of the crowd to kill her. But he didn't; he just suppressed her there.

And that condensed, unyielding Sword Qi, while suppressing her, was it not also protecting her day and night from being invaded?

It was just a pity that when the other party swung his sword at her, whether it was active or helpless, she could not help but have hatred in her heart.

She had originally been struggling against her own instinctual desires, and for this, she had bound herself within Jingshan. When the swordsman swung his sword, she only felt endless hatred swallowing her up.

Finally, all her persistence collapsed, and her instinctual desires controlled her once again, until this moment of dying, when she finally seemed to be liberated.

It's over, everything is over...

Only when the overall situation was settled did Shen Yu's figure reappear within the Mountain and River Map.

Facing the suddenly appearing Shen Yu, Mo Sanniang, who was rapidly dissipating for the last time, sighed once more that the young man before her was truly remarkable.

In her heart, at this moment, there seemed to surge a girlish sentiment she had not felt for many years.

"Little gentleman, are you really not going to reconsider? This humble one can do anything!"

Smiling lightly at the suddenly appearing Shen Yu, Mo Sanniang laughed easily and heartily, as if she had set down a thousand-pound burden, as if her heart and mind were clear and no longer clouded.

At this moment, she was just like a pure and flawless young girl, her eyes clear and bright.

Subsequently, Mo Sanniang crumbled and dissolved within the Mountain and River Map, leaving behind only those three Beads still gently spinning in place.

For them, everything was truly over.