Chapter 707: The Awakening of Sang Sang

Chang'an.

Lin Forty-Seventh Lane.

After washing clothes and chopping firewood, the old man took the copper coins from the dark-skinned little maid and prepared to go buy some hot and sour noodle soup.

This old man was named Wei Guangming, once the most outstanding and closest-to-Haotian Great Divine Official of the Xiling Divine Palace for hundreds of years. After defecting from Taoshan, he came to Chang'an. And under the guidance of Yu Liancheng, he met Sang Sang.

The moment he saw Sang Sang, Wei Guangming was shocked, because there was actually someone in this world so bright and so pure that even he himself could not compare.

Perhaps, this was not a "person," but a "Divine Envoy" who had walked out of the Light Divine Kingdom and, for some special reason, descended and reincarnated into Haotian's world.

Furthermore, Wei Guangming became Sang Sang's teacher, eating and living at Old Brush Studio.

Old Brush Studio did not keep idlers, except for Ning Que.

Sang Sang arranged many chores for Wei Guangming to prevent him from becoming a lazy old man who did nothing but stroll down the street with a teapot and pick his teeth.

Time is undoubtedly a very great and magical existence; Wei Guangming was very unaccustomed to it at first. After all, as a Great Divine Official of Light, even when imprisoned in the Youge of the Back Mountain, he had countless people attending to his life, and his hands had never touched spring water. But for the sake of Sang Sang, for the sake of serving the light, he had to do this.

And as time passed, he began to get used to it, until he became numb and even began to find joy in it, enjoying the fireworks of the human world.

Carefully counting the copper coins in his hand, Wei Guangming tucked them into his bosom, his heart beginning to look forward to the hot and sour noodle soup.

Suddenly, Wei Guangming stopped in his tracks and looked at a dark-skinned young man holding a long saber standing at the end of the alley, who was looking at him with infinitely cold eyes.

Wei Guangming felt this dark-skinned youth looked somewhat familiar. After thinking carefully, it seemed that when he first met Sang Sang, there was a charcoal-like youth who had been severely wounded and hunted by the Imperial Guards.

Of course, he had always been too lazy to take such trivial matters to heart; he just wrinkled his nose and waved his hand in front of it, as if talking to himself: "Such a thick scent of blood, is this another executioner who kills people?"

"My name is Zhuo Er, from a small village on the empire's border. I have no family; they are all dead, seemingly under the war blades and iron hooves of Xia Hou's forces."

Xiao Hei looked at Wei Guangming; before killing his opponent, he would often tell them why he was making a move.

His tone was very calm, and his heart was also very calm, like a stagnant lake; the hatred seemed to have become dull as it was washed away by time.

But the moment he thought of his parents and relatives who died under the slaughter of the iron hooves, he realized that the hatred was still hidden deep in his heart, still etched in his bones, impossible to forget, and his heart lake began to surge: "I always thought my enemy was Xia Hou. But not long ago, I learned that the mastermind behind it was someone else."

Xiao Hei slowly drew his saber; the blade was slender, and the light of the blade was like a pool of autumn water. With this saber, he had slaughtered Mind Masters and Sword Masters, Ascetic Monks had had their heads severed by this blade, and many so-called nobles had begged for mercy under it, wetting themselves in fear. And now, he was going to use this blade to avenge the blood feud of his village being slaughtered and his family destroyed.

"Today, I will sever your head to avenge them." Zhuo Er's tone remained calm, but anyone could feel the killing intent contained within his words.

The long saber cast from refined iron had become spiritual due to the killing, and at this moment, it seemed to feel the bone-deep killing intent of its master, trembling slightly as strands of bloody aura circled the blade.

"So, is this the debt I owe?"

Wei Guangming's expression was calm as he suddenly remembered the words the other party had said the last time he met Yu Liancheng.

He looked at Xiao Hei, shook his head, and said: "I do indeed owe the human world a debt, and you are the debt collector. It is a pity that I still have things to do, so this debt can only be repaid later."

"But I am collecting this debt today."

Zhuo Er let out a roar, and the long saber in his hand slashed out, the violent and sharp killing intent sweeping across a radius of ten zhang.

A blood-red aura emerged along with the blade, staining the world into a bloody color, even manifesting the appearance of evil ghosts in the air, roaring and howling as they lunged toward Wei Guangming along with the blade light.

It must be said that after the cruel slaughter and tempering in the Underground World, Zhuo Er's saber technique had reached a very profound level; even an ordinary expert in the Knowing Destiny Realm would surely die if he got close.

"Is this the Demon Sect saber technique taught by Yu Liancheng? It is indeed somewhat interesting."

Wei Guangming extended an index finger.

The index finger shone with great light, like a slowly rising sun.

This was Haotian's world, and the power of Haotian Divine Brilliance was naturally beyond doubt, especially since the person using the divine brilliance was the legendary Great Divine Official of Light.

In front of the Haotian Divine Brilliance, the blood-rainbow blade energy melted rapidly like snow under the scorching sun.

Afterwards, the divine brilliance transformed into tangible power, rushing toward Zhuo Er's chest at an incredible speed.

Zhuo Er blocked with his saber, but his entire body was sent flying by the impact of the divine brilliance.

"Your saber is undoubtedly enough to deal with ordinary Knowing Destiny experts. But to deal with this old man, it is still far from enough." Wei Guangming's expression was calm: "I cannot let people disturb my current life, so let me send you on your final journey. Now I owe another debt, but when one owes many debts, one stops worrying."

"Hey, old man, you are celebrating too early."

Zhuo Er stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a book with a black leather cover from his bosom.

The three large characters "Twenty-Three" on the book revealed an extremely eerie and cold aura.

The cover of the book suddenly drifted off, dancing in the wind, and then transformed into a black cicada, landing on the eaves.

Page after page began to drift down, then transformed into cicadas, landing on the ground, on the eaves, on the tree trunks, on the roof tiles...

Chirp!

A cicada began to chirp.

Ten cicadas chirped.

A hundred cicadas, a thousand cicadas... all the cicadas began to chirp, heart-rending and desperate, as if they were the final wails of autumn cicadas. But this sound did not leak out at all, merely shrouding this small alley. In the air of the alley, it seemed as if a transparent barrier had appeared, extremely thin like cicada wings.

And it was precisely this barrier that temporarily isolated this alley from Haotian's world, refusing the entry of Haotian Divine Brilliance and Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

Wei Guangming's expression changed slightly, wanting to retreat from the alley.

However, a blade light suddenly swept toward him; wherever the blade light passed, the bluestone slabs were flipped up as if they were paper.

Wei Guangming rolled away abruptly, dodging it in a disheveled state.

"Without the support of Haotian, without the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that can be mobilized, how strong can you, this Great Divine Official of Light, still be?!"

Zhuo Er soared into the sky, then leaped down from a height, the long saber in his hand slashing down overhead, like a blood rainbow flying from the horizon, filled with chilling killing intent.

……

"It looks like it's going to rain? Should I take an umbrella to Teacher?"

In Old Brush Studio, Sang Sang, having finished washing the clothes, looked at the sky; dark clouds had gathered at some unknown time.

Ning Que and the students of the Academy had all gone to the Wilderness for training; in Old Brush Studio, only she and Wei Guangming remained.

After spending this time together, Sang Sang had come to view Wei Guangming as a relative second only to Ning Que.

And in Sang Sang's eyes, Wei Guangming was an old man; if he really got caught in the rain and caught a cold, it would be very troublesome. If he had to see a doctor, it would cost several taels of silver.

Soon, the door of Old Brush Studio opened, and Sang Sang took an umbrella to look for Wei Guangming.

Just after taking two steps, the summer rain began to pour down with a pitter-patter, and Sang Sang hurriedly opened the umbrella.

"This small alley!?"

Sang Sang stepped through the rainwater, and upon arriving in the small alley, her tiny brows furrowed. It was clearly an empty alley, yet it gave her a very strange feeling.

Now was not the time to dwell on this; Sang Sang passed through the alley and found the uncle who sold hot and sour noodle soup, but the uncle said he had not seen Wei Guangming.

Sang Sang searched the vicinity again, but saw no one.

The rain had already stopped, and Sang Sang finally returned to that small alley that had given her a strange feeling.

She thought for a moment, gathered Haotian Divine Brilliance at her fingertips, and stepped into the small alley once more.

The moment she stepped into the alley, it seemed as if she had crashed through something.

The scenery before her eyes changed abruptly.

The originally smooth and clean alley had become broken and dilapidated, with ferocious blade marks covering it everywhere.

Bang!

A human figure slammed heavily onto the ground.

Immediately following, another figure descended from the sky, stepping one foot onto the aged figure that was still struggling.

"Old man, you owe the lives of three hundred and twenty-five people from our village, as well as the hundreds of lives from the General's Mansion. I should have slashed you three or five hundred times before killing you, but I don't like torturing people, so... go to hell!

"

Zhuo Er had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his face was slightly pale, and he was panting heavily, yet his eyes flashed with an excited light.

Even if this Great Divine Official of Light could not mobilize Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, he was still a top-tier powerhouse. However, the one who emerged victorious in the end was still him.

Zhuo Er raised his long blade, about to behead Wei Guangming, but his expression suddenly changed slightly.

Because he felt Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi pouring back into this world, and that desperate, shrill cicada chirping had disappeared at some point.

Zhuo Er gritted his teeth, and the blade light became faster.

The next moment, light burst forth.

The long blade hacked onto a sheet of light, unable to advance even an inch further.

It was Wei Guangming who had also sensed the change in Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and had immediately condensed a sheet of light to resist the long blade.

"Teacher, Xiao Hei, you..."

Sang Sang looked at the two people not far away, her face revealing astonishment.

She had met Xiao Hei twice before, and she had a deep impression of this guy who was even darker than herself; moreover, Ning Que seemed to care very much about this person named Xiao Hei.

It was precisely Sang Sang who had just broken the Black Cicada World.

The Black Cicada World was strong inside but brittle outside, and coupled with the previous fierce battle between Wei Guangming and Xiao Hei, the Black Cicada World had been damaged to a certain extent.

Sang Sang's incomparably pure Haotian Divine Brilliance was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"Today you must die!

"

Xiao Hei ignored Sang Sang completely, determined to take revenge.

The long blade tore through the air, carving out streaks of blood-colored rainbows, and the sound of fierce ghosts roaring was incessant.

Although the Black Cicada World was broken and he could continue to mobilize Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, Wei Guangming's injuries were too severe, and he had not tempered his physical body like the Demon Sect, so he was now in mortal danger. At the same time, Wei Guangming also sensed several powerful auras rushing toward this place; he figured they must be the Divine Talisman Master Yan Se, the National Master Li Qingshan, and others.

Even if he could defeat or even kill Zhuo Er, he would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of a Divine Talisman Master like Yan Se.

"Debts, it seems, must be repaid." Wei Guangming gave a bitter smile, the light in his hand suddenly dissipated, and he let Xiao Hei slash his chest with the blade, blood gushing out like a spring. Every inch the cold blade advanced brought a burst of piercing pain.

It was heart-wrenching.

Yet the pain suffered by the General's Mansion and the border villagers back then was by no means less than this blade.

"The debt... is repaid. The dead never owe debts; no one can ask the dead to repay debts."

Wei Guangming panted violently, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Sang Sang, who was running toward him with an anxious and worried expression. He struggled to pull a smile to the corner of his mouth: "The debt is repaid, now... let me complete my final... mission..."

At the final moment of his life, the Great Divine Official of Light's body disintegrated inch by inch, turning into the purest brilliance, and poured into Sang Sang's body.

The jogging Sang Sang's body suddenly stiffened.

While this Haotian Divine Brilliance nourished her small body, it also caused the cold aura that had been hidden within her for many years to rapidly grow.

Sang Sang's face turned pale instantly, and she fell to the ground in pain; her small body emitted cold black smoke, which in an instant froze the entire long street, covering it in a layer of frost.

"This, what is going on? What exactly did that old immortal do to this little girl?" Zhuo Er, who had been immersed in the joy of killing his enemy, frowned as he watched this scene, scratching his head in annoyance: "If something happens to this little girl, and Ning Que finds out, won't he fight me to the death?"

"Light and Darkness are one; extreme light is extreme darkness. What he said was indeed true."

Yan Se, wearing a dirty Daoist robe, also appeared, his lips pressed tight and his brows knitted into a ball.

As the guardian of Chang'an and the current master of the Jingshen Array, he had long noticed the battle between Xiao Hei and the Great Divine Official of Light.

In fact, he was also an important promoter of this plan.

Before Yu Liancheng left Chang'an City, he found Yan Se, and after letting Yan Se see the future scene of Datang, he was persuaded.

Even if Wei Guangming did not inject the vast brilliance into Sang Sang's body, after Xiao Hei severely wounded Wei Guangming, he would have used the Jingshen Array to complete this link.

"Ahhh!

"

Accompanied by painful screams, the Black Cold power within Sang Sang was completely released, pouring into the sky and dyeing the sky above Chang'an pitch black.

Looking from afar, it was as if a black pillar of light had risen, piercing through heaven and earth.

Sang Sang's figure slowly rose into the high sky, her eyes beginning to turn indifferent, looking down upon all living things like a God.

Many black auras transformed into pure black crows, emitting "caw-caw" sounds, whistling and dancing wildly around her body; the entire Chang'an felt as if the end of the world had arrived.

From the imperial relatives and nobles down to the peddlers and pawns, everyone was filled with fear and anxiety.

Yan Se frowned, waved his sleeve, and the Jingshen Array was already activated; an invisible air shield enveloped the entire Chang'an, isolating the chilling aura, though the darkness above remained.

"Light and Darkness are unified yet separated; are you Pluto, who will exterminate everything and bring darkness and cold, or are you Haotian, the collection of all rules, leading humanity toward the light?"