Chapter 849: The Final Path

That Great Ship, in the vast Void, brushed past the enormous monster.

The crowd was speechless; even the Sword Saints were silent, for the scene was truly bizarre.

If the Great Ship had collided with the monster, or if the monster had seen the Great Ship coming at such high speed and been forced to dodge, letting the ship pass, that could still be considered normal; the crowd might even have felt fortunate for the Great Ship's successful breakthrough. But the reality was not just that.

They clearly saw that although the Great Ship came quickly, the monster never intended to dodge. Although the Great Ship charged fiercely, the distance was not that close; it was impossible for it to have been so sudden that the monster could not react. And although the monster was slightly smaller than the Great Ship, the difference was not so great that it would have been panicked into fleeing upon seeing the behemoth bearing down on it.

In fact, everyone had the experience and discernment to see that the monster had taken the initiative to dodge. And it was not a calculated dodge from the start, but rather, at a certain moment, it suddenly paused, then changed its established behavior and made the move to dodge. It let the Great Ship sail into the Void quite steadily.

Isn't this strange?

Most people were truly baffled, able only to assume that the Great Ship had some special method of interference that threw the opponent into Chaos. This was different from the Disappearance of Wei Zhangle; that monster had always understood the existence of the Great Ship, and after finally clearing the path, it even watched it go for a while—it could almost be called friendly.

However, the most informed group simultaneously thought of a previous speculation:

Could it be that it recognized one of its own?

Between one's own kind, dodging for each other, how is that not friendly?

Hao Tian's expression turned slightly gloomy, just as a subordinate came up to ask: "High Priest, do we still need to go up and provide support?"

Hao Tian's expression grew even uglier. Qian Jian spoke up for him from the side: "No need, aren't they safe now?"

The subordinate retreated timidly. Qian Jian continued with a smile: "This is a good thing. If it's true, it means they are not only safe this time, but will be safe in the future. Regardless of what happens to this Great Ship after ten thousand miles in the Void, isn't it certain to have escaped the current great enemy? Your Relic Project is a great success."

Hao Tian found the tone unpleasant. With a dark face, he turned and walked down the Wangtian Terrace. Qian Jian followed him and said: "This is a small matter. Anyway, we now know where we should truly exert our strength, so let it go. In my opinion, no matter the final outcome, do not call that Great Ship back. Could it be that we just left the tiger's den only to invite the tiger to our doorstep?"

Hao Tian said: "We shall discuss such things when the time comes. As for you, how is that matter prepared? We gave you all the resources we squeezed out while the Great Ship was under pressure; you had better not let us down."

Qian Jian found it amusing in his heart: The Heavenly Demon has the nerve to talk about letting people down? Who was it that played dirty tricks time and again? But he still smiled: "Seven days from now is the final moment; you will see it then. Just as you observe the ceremony today, you will observe it that day; we will certainly host you well."

While it was lively on their side, the former site of the Sovereign was very quiet. Wei Zhangle and Tang Zhao were both making preparations. But although that place was quiet, it was by no means deserted, because resources from all over the world were being transported in continuously; these were all things Wei Zhangle needed.

Only...

"This batch of materials is for you. Count them clearly," a female voice said coldly.

"Many thanks, many thanks, Shengnyu," Tang Zhao very politely arranged for manpower to receive the mountain of materials, and solemnly thanked the Shengnyu who had come from afar.

The Shengnyu's expression remained very ugly. Ever since she arrived here and saw Tang Zhao, she had not given him a pleasant look, but she gave him every single item that was supposed to be given, without any other obstruction, only saying: "Sigh. This is the entire remaining foundation of the Great Ship. I don't know why the High Priests arranged for it all to be given to you."

Tang Zhao smiled: "This is naturally for a purpose. I dare not delay your affairs, Shengnyu; please return first. When I am free in a few days, I will certainly come to pay my respects and offer thanks."

The Shengnyu shook her head: "In a few days? Still talking about a few days? It's as if you don't know anything. By the way, how is Gong Xiansheng?"

Tang Zhao said: "Oh, I was just about to explain to the Shengnyu. I happen to have a use for Gong Xiansheng, so I will keep him for a few days and return him later."

The Shengnyu said: "Later? It's 'later' again. I know, he went to find you on purpose; you two have known each other for a long time, right? One inside, one outside, you are just treating me like a fool."

Tang Zhao said sincerely: "I have not treated you like a fool."

Of course, Gong Yubai was treating you like a fool.

The Shengnyu left feeling resentful. Tang Zhao did not pay too much attention to her and returned directly to the quarters, where he saw the Six Dragon Sword sitting at the door, looking dazed. He understood in his heart, stepped forward, and waved his hand gently.

The Six Dragon Sword suddenly sobered up, patted his head, and said: "Haha. I almost forgot what I was doing just now. It's a good thing I have you, otherwise, I might have just left one day when I couldn't figure things out."

Tang Zhao said: "There is no help for it. As Zhangle's Sword Technique is realized step by step, his sense of existence is becoming thinner and thinner; many people can no longer perceive it. In fact, he hasn't even released the Sword Technique yet, but the price has already been paid."

The Six Dragon Sword sighed and said: "You mean he will completely disappear in the end? No one will remember him, and even his past traces will be erased?"

Tang Zhao said in a low voice: "Yes, even the roster of his Training Camp will no longer have his name. The files in the Training Camp should already be starting to blur, right? The Mountain Chief and the others must find it strange, and then after a while, they will ignore even this bit of strangeness, as if it were only natural. When a person disappears completely, no one realizes they have disappeared."

The Six Dragon Sword said: "Then will he forget himself?"

Tang Zhao shook his head: "I don't know, but if he doesn't remember, then things aren't too bad, right?"

The Six Dragon Sword thought about it from his own perspective and could only nod. If he also forgot himself, that wouldn't be much; after death, one knows that all things are empty—isn't that just dying normally? One must know that for Sword Guests like them, death is something they have long been prepared for. As for no one performing sacrifices after death, and all things being empty, who cares about that?

But if one still remembered oneself and was still alive in this world, only to be forgotten and ignored by everything, yet remained alive and unable to die, that would be boundless loneliness; just thinking about it is chilling.

"So you want to save him? Can you save him? How will you save him?"

"I will do my best. I swear, I will save him," Tang Zhao said solemnly. "To counteract the power of the sword, there is only the sword. I want to try using another sword to save him."

"Another one? Your sword?" The Six Dragon Sword could only assume that the other sword was Tang Zhao's own; otherwise, how could it be used?

Tang Zhao shook his head and did not explain. The Six Dragon Sword thought of something and said: "If he continues to disappear like this, and before the Waijie arrives, everyone has forgotten him and forgotten this matter, and they don't know about this arrangement and cannot cooperate, what then?"

Tang Zhao said: "That is why everything is currently being requested in my name. Especially on the side of the Heavenly Demon, like that Shengnyu—she only knows that she must hand over the materials to me; she didn't know of Zhangle's existence from the start, so there is no way to forget it. As for the higher-ups, the several Emperors all have profound strength; with special marking, they won't be unable to hold on beforehand. Others who have a need, like you and me, will be specially enlightened and can still be immune. As for the others, we can't manage them."

Speaking of the Shengnyu, the Six Dragon Sword remembered that her attitude just now was a bit strange and wanted to tease a few words, but he was not in the mood at the moment, so he stopped there.

Thus, as the date approached, the world became stranger and stranger, while this pure land became quieter and quieter. Zhangle's sense of existence had already overflowed to the entire half-domain, causing the sense of existence of everyone close to Tang Zhao, including the quarters and the area, to drop. It can only be said that it was fortunate the resources had already been transported; otherwise, the subsequent people would truly have forgotten that they still had this task.

Fortunately, the big shots still held on. They did not forget and were still providing support continuously. And they reminded him on time: "The time has come."

"The time has come."

Wei Zhangle opened his eyes and said to himself.

At this moment, he held a sword in his hand, the Sword Light as bright as a pool of autumn water.

It was so dazzling, but Zhangle knew that there were few people left in the world who could see it now.

And there were few people who could see him.

He walked out of the door—at this time he was in an independent, spacious open space. Originally, this open space was piled full of precious materials from all over the world, but by now they had long been consumed, leaving only one person alone.

This open space was a top-secret location, with a door that required extremely complex procedures to open. But he walked straight through the door. It was a true passing through; he didn't even push the door, but walked right out of the door leaf that was sufficient to withstand the attack of a Sword Immortal.

That door did not realize his existence, and those complex interlocking mechanisms did not realize his existence. All things... whether living or dead, everything had parted ways with him.

This could also be considered jumping out of the Three Realms and not being within the Five Elements.

"Going out now, probably no one will remember me, right?" Zhangle smiled to himself. "I don't know if the several Emperors can hold on. If they can't either, then I will be the only one doing this great deed. I suppose I can do it alone."

He walked out very calmly, walking unhurriedly, measuring the last stretch of his journey with the world with his feet.

He looked left and right, looking at every blade of grass, every stone.

I see the world as full of grass and trees; I expect the world sees me the same way.

Then he saw Tang Zhao sitting outside the door, as if dozing off.

Brother Zhao is asleep; no need to disturb him.

"Zhangle? You're out."

Tang Zhao opened his eyes, saw Changle at a glance, and greeted him as usual.

Changle's body, which had been almost floating upward, drifting toward another world, sank down, as if he had suddenly stepped back onto solid ground.

"Hello, Brother Zhao," he also greeted in the most ordinary way, "I am already prepared. It is today. Let's go."