novelraw Chapter 1002 996: Right or Wrong?
Chapter 1002 996: Right or Wrong?
"All clans of the heavens shall be annihilated!"
Qin Wudao spoke coldly and launched his attack.
The Xuan Yuan Sword cut through the void, and in an instant, slashed out forty strokes of sword qi, with imperial might reigning supreme, defying all laws, eradicating everything.
The sword light pierced the void, the imperial light dazzling, illuminating the starry sky and falling upon forty members of the 'Brocade.' Though familiar faces, their souls appeared unfamiliar.
In an instant, the sword qi fell upon the 'Brocade' members, obliterating all life.
The desolate starry sky gained forty more corpses.
The blood of the Immortal King stained the nine heavens red.
"Hoo!"
Amidst the pile of corpses, Qin Wudao exhaled a heavy breath and muttered to himself, "I cannot change your fate, I can only help you find release!"
He harbored no anger towards the ambushing human death warriors, only endless pity.
These were pitiable people, perhaps having lived their entire lives without knowing their race, let alone experiencing emotions or freedom.
"Rest in peace!"
Qin Wudao walked to a corpse with eyes wide open, knelt down, and gently closed the latter's eyes.
Elsewhere.
"Bury the world!"
After Qin Wudao ended the battle, Qu Yuan, in the distance, raised his battle sword, and death laws surged into the sky, with countless spirits swirling, clawing and shredding all.
The Sword of Death fell, silencing heaven and earth, leaving everything desolate.
The only surviving Immortal Emperor death warrior had not yet reacted before being pierced through the heart with a sword, extinguishing all life.
Whoosh!
The aftermath spread, blood drifting.
Qu Yuan stood leaning on his battle sword, surrounded by ten corpses of the human race Immortal Emperor death warriors lying quietly in the starry sky, blood streaming, death's aura lingering.
Gazing at the bodies still warm, Qu Yuan's complexion turned slightly pale, and he panted heavily, full of regret, "If they were not death warriors, it would be a great fortune for the human race!"
In his tone, there was deep regret!
Through the battle, he realized the ten death warriors were incredibly fierce, all being rare prodigies.
If it weren't for his own strong power and understanding of death laws, the outcome of this battle might have been different.
On the Immortal Emperor battlefield, the righteous aura intertwined with the sinister aura, destroying vast expanses of the universe.
Facing the powerful Mencius, Jiu Jiang dared not be distracted, fully focused on the battle. After avoiding a death attack, he hurriedly looked towards the starry sky, wanting to know if Qin Wudao had perished.
"What?"
That glance nearly scared him witless.
He doubted his seven pairs of eyes were seeing illusions.
The hundred death warriors he painstakingly cultivated at great expense had all fallen?
How could this be possible?
The Qin Dynasty's Immortal Court had only one Immortal Emperor and one Immortal King!
"Looks like you've lost!"
Mencius, with flowing black hair, said calmly.
"Run!"
Jiu Jiang's pupils contracted, without the heart for battle, realizing his death warriors had all fallen, making it impossible to kill Qin Wudao, so he turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.
"Since you're here, stay!"
Mencius smiled faintly, his eyes radiating a blazing righteous light, piercing through the void, and shouted loudly, "Righteous Sword, slash!"
Clang!
In the void, the sound of a battle sword unsheathing suddenly resonated, crisp and pleasant, echoing across the heavens and earth, as if heralding a new era, pioneering a new world, opening a new civilization.
Dazzling literary light erupted, endless Confucian energy converged to form a white righteous sword qi.
This stroke of the sword was like a heavenly sword.
Heaven and earth came to a halt!
In flight, Jiu Jiang felt immense pressure, as if all the world's paths abandoned him, forming numerous layers of resistance, making each step as difficult as ascending to the sky.
"Slash!"
Mencius stepped forward, the Confucian shadow behind him breaking through the void, reaching out to grip the white sword qi, blossoming eternal, indestructible literary energy, slashing down forcefully.
The all-encompassing force of death enveloped the universe.
"No!"
Jiu Jiang screamed in terror, wanting to escape, but unable to do so, only able to watch helplessly as the righteous sword descended, severing his seven heads, obliterating his Immortal Emperor body.
Thus.
The Demon King Jiu Jiang fell!
Becoming the first Immortal Emperor being to fall with the dawn of a new era and the fall of all clans across the heavens.
After slaying Jiu Jiang, the righteous sword qi's power remained undiminished, its fearsome ferocity tearing vast swathes of the starry sky open, revealing gaping black voids, terrifyingly eerie.
In this manner, the righteous sword qi split the cosmos, flying towards a mid-sized world emitting blue light in the distance.
The attack of an Immortal Emperor, let alone a mid-sized world, even a grand world would be instantly shattered.
No exception, if this mid-sized world were struck, all life would perish, becoming dust of history.
"No!"
"What terrifying sword qi!"
"Please, senior, spare us, considering the Ice Blue Clan's neutrality, have mercy on us!"
"Please, we are innocent, innocent..."
...
In the blue mid-sized world, dozens of streams of light broke through the void, all strong from the Ice Blue Clan, looking at the overwhelming righteous sword qi with pale faces, filled with despair.
They knew that behind them lay their world, home to billions!
Could this day, the Ice Blue Clan be doomed?
"Disperse!"
Just as the sword qi was about to fall, Mencius waved his hand, and the sword qi capable of destroying the world transformed into a gentle, righteous wind, blowing across the blue mid-sized world, calming the panic-stricken Ice Blue Clan people.
"Thank you, senior!"
"Thank you, senior, for your mercy. I kowtow to you here!"
The strong of the Ice Blue Clan rejoiced, hastily kneeling in the void to bow, crying with joy.
After paying respects, they quickly departed, not daring to glance at the battlefield, fearing to see something they shouldn't, inviting disaster.
A quarter of an hour later, the starry sky quieted down.
Qin Wudao, Mencius, and Qu Yuan looked at the universe full of human corpses, feeling somewhat complex, without a trace of joy.
Indeed!
They had won!
Yet in this battle, apart from one Jiu Jiang, all the dead were humans.
"Damn all clans of the heavens!"
Qu Yuan couldn't help but curse, filled with rage.
Qin Wudao and Mencius remained silent, fully aware that this racial conflict had nothing to do with right or wrong, or good and evil.
Was all clans of the heavens wrong to train human prodigies as death warriors?
No!
In the eyes of all clans of the heavens, Jiu Jiang training human death warriors was to strengthen, protect the clan, not at fault but instead a hero to the race.
Yet for the human race, Jiu Jiang's actions made him a heinous criminal, deserving a thousand cuts and death by dismemberment.
Speaking of which, it raises another question.
Were these human death warriors, who killed mercilessly and betrayed their race, wrong?
They too were not wrong!
The fault lay with the human race, for not protecting its people!
The fault lay with all clans of the heavens, for training them to be heartless executioners!
Ultimately.
The human race was simply not strong enough.
"Let's go!"
"In this world, if you don't stand on top of others, you'll use your noble head as their stepping stone!"
Qin Wudao clenched his fist, then relaxed, turned, and left.