Chapter 1351: Zi Qing's Path
Chapter 1351: Zi Qing's Path
Crown Prince Zi Qing died.
He didn't die in the hands of the ten thousand races. Instead, he sacrificed himself and melted into the gaze of the Eminent Desolation.
Only his skull, which seemed to contain his life's unwillingness, didn't turn into ashes and was left on the battlefield.
What left with himā¦
It was the soul of the entire Violet and Cyan Kingdom, including Bai Xiaozhuo.
The day they leftā¦
It rained heavily for a month in Wanggu.
Haze also covered the Brilliant Heaven for a month.
In the Imperial Capital of the human race, Human Emperor Mirrorcloud didn't attend court. He sat alone for a few days and looked towards the south, lost in thought.
Until someone went to the Southern Phoenix Continent and took the skull of Crown Prince Zi Qing. He looked at the skull and sighed with complicated and guilty feelings.
Then, he built an extremely grand tomb for Crown Prince Zi Qing and left an edict, saying that he would be buried together with him in the future.
Just like that, Crown Prince Zi Qing's glory came to an end.
And the Violet and Cyan Kingdom also became history. Under the cover of the ten thousand races, it gradually became a rumor and finallyā¦ disappeared in history.
It also included the palaces in various places of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom. They all became ruins and were buried in the dust.
Only some citizens of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom who left in the early years spread the bloodline of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom.
One of them was in the Southern Phoenix Continent.
As time passed, Human Emperor Mirrorcloud died and a new Human Emperor succeeded the throneā¦
The situation of the human race became more and more difficult as the ten thousand races continued to rise.
And the citizens of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom in the Southern Phoenix Continent prospered and worked hard. After generations of hard work and struggle, they finally formed a new Violet and Cyan Kingdom.
But unfortunatelyā¦ there seemed to be an invisible curse. Many years later, the Violet and Cyan Kingdom in the Southern Phoenix Continent was overthrown by the three great races and completely disappeared.
And the name of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom also came from the Southern Phoenix Continent.
As for the Peerless Plain where Crown Prince Zi Qing died, it seemed to be connected with the fate of the Violet and Cyan Kingdom as time passedā¦
A city appeared there, but it was turned into ruins in the war.
There were also scavenger camps, but they didn't exist for long.
Until the year 2771 of the human race's Dark War Calendar, a group of rogue cultivators came to the Peerless Plain. They built a simple residence there as a place to cultivate.
At the same time, they took pity on the people who were tortured by the Mutants.
As a result, the simple city gradually grew to a certain scale and became a city and called it Peerless City.
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Year 2918 of the human race's Dark War Calendar.
Year 135 of the Heavenly Strange Era, in the Southern Phoenix Continent.
Peerless City, which had been developing for several decades, had gained a certain amount of fame in this apocalyptic world. It was the largest city in the entire Peerless Plains.
It is the largest of many cities throughout the Peerless Plain.
And today is a big day for Peerless City.
The city was full of people coming and going.
Zi Qing was dressed in a rough linen robe, his hair tied back, and he was walking along a busy street.
The candied hawthorn in his hand was still warm from the fire. The amber sugar coating wrapped around the bright red hawthorn, reflecting a false sweet luster under the noon sun.
The air seemed to be filled with the sweetness of the caramel, the smell of smoke from the burning sacrificial paper, the slightly sour smell of the sweat of the crowd, and the fragrance of the steamed biscuits. All of these thickly mixed together, wrapping around him and the city called Peerless.
Today was God's Prayer Day.
Everything in the festival was like a pot of boiling soup, boiling with the hustle and bustle of the marketplace.
Amidst the clamor, Zi Qing's expression was calm. She looked at the crowd and sensed the familiar atmosphere.
"Top-grade tanghulu!
It's crisp and sweet! "
The hawker's cry pierced sharply through the din.
"I hope that next year will be a good yearā¦"
The old woman's whisper was drowned out by the crowd.
"Everyone, maintain order!
Don't gather too much. "
The shouts of the city guards were futile in stopping the flow of people.
"If you're passing by, please come take a look at my shop!
The Three-colored Incense Sacrificial Paper is the most effective! "
The owner of the paper shop waved the sample in his hand.
Countless voices converged into a murky warm current that washed over Zi Qing's eardrums.
His fingertips felt the hardness and coldness of the candied hawthorn skewer in his hand. His gaze passed through the crowd and fell on a few familiar figures in the distance.
In this life, his father, mother, and his younger brother, who was being gently held in his mother's arms.
The other party's small body lay in its mother's arms like an ignorant little beast.
Looking at them, a trace of reminiscence appeared in Zi Qing's eyes.
However, this reminiscence was like mortal smoke. As soon as it rose into the air, it was blown away by the wind.
"It's almost time!
Hurry up and run over there! "
A few children carrying crude wooden statues swept past Zi Qing like the wind and ran towards the altar in the center of the city that towered like a coffin.
Thus, Zi Qing closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his mother in the distance seemed to have sensed his gaze.
Holding his younger brother, she turned around. Her gaze passed through the gaps in the crowd and fell on her eldest son, who was holding the tanghulu skewer and had a strangely calm expression.
A gentle smile bloomed on her face, and she raised her chin slightly at Zi Qing.
The younger son in her arms also turned his head. The seven-year-old child's face was tender and clean, and his eyes were clear. They reflected the luster of the tanghulu skewer and a trace of imperceptible grievance.
When he saw his older brother and the tanghulu skewer, his eyes lit up.
However, in the next second, his clear eyes quickly became moist. His eyes reddened, and his small mouth flattened.
"This child, why are your eyes red again?" His father's helpless voice came with a smile.
His mother's voice was also echoing.
"Qing'er, you're a man. You can't cry when you see your older brother leave."
"Look over there. The sacrifice is about to begin."
At the moment these words landed in Zi Qing's ears, his gaze moved past his mother's gentle side profile, past his father's broad shoulders, past his younger brother's teary and expectant gaze. In the end, his gaze landed on the altar, on the broken, cold, and eternally frozen face above the nine heavens.
"It's time," Zi Qing said softly.
"It's time."
Holding the tanghulu skewer, he walked forward like the most silent spectator.
He walked towards his family in this life, towards theā¦ altar that he had chosen with his own hands.
On the altar, the priest in a scarlet robe suddenly opened his arms. With a strange, bone-piercing and bone-chilling tone, like a horn announcing the end of the world, he suddenly tore apart all the hustle and bustle of the city.
"In the 135th year of the Heavenly Strange Era, the year is in the Southern Phoenix Empire, and the moon is on the night of the ghost general!"
"We ants crawl in the land of the two capitals, and dare to offer a humble gift to the God of the Remnant Faceā¦"
In the voice, Zi Qing calmly walked forward and calmly raised his head.
His gaze pierced through the priest's fluttering red robe, through the fear of the hundreds of prisoners waiting to be slaughtered on the altar, and straight to the giant indifferent face above the sky.
That faceā¦ was still cold and broken.
But he knew that the chain of the contract had been tightened.
When he sacrificed himself to exchange for the future with the Broken Face, he had said that on the day of return, he would sacrifice everything he saw.
Every word of this sentence carried with it the echoes of karma.
"In the past, the jade fell to the ground, and the black tortoise broke its foot. When your eyes were just opened, the red sun melted into molten iron and boiled the five lakes. The stars split into shooting arrows and pierced through the wilderness!"
In the echo of karma, the priest's chant became louder and louder.
So Zi Qing's gaze fell back on his parents and younger brother.
He saw that his father seemed to have noticed something. He frowned slightly and subconsciously turned sideways, trying to shield his wife and child behind him.
He saw that his mother was holding his younger brother, and there was still tenderness for the child and uneasiness for the priest's voice on her face.
His younger brother seemed to be frightened by the somber atmosphere, and his little face was buried in his mother's neck.
Looking at this, Zi Qing's heart was frozen with a deathly stillness. There were no waves, no emotions, only a cold sobriety of fulfilling the contract.
The warmth of the stick of candied haws in his hand was fading bit by bit, and it became as cold as his palm.
"Today, the ruins are still burning with ghostly fire, and the living eat the soil of the tombs. Blood coagulates in your eyelashes, reflecting the dying breaths of the common people!"
The priest's voice was close to roaring.
"God!"
"The remnant breath leaked from between your teeth is the fuel for us to live; the shadow falling from your brow bone is the shelter for you to avoid disaster!"
The priest's arms were like the guillotine's guillotine, and he swung them down fiercely, pointing at the prisoners on the altar!
"May God sleep forever"
"God can sleep forever!"
"We pray to Godā¦ Don't Open Your Eyes!"
"Godā¦ Don't Open Your Eyes!"
At this moment, a wave of voices suddenly rose, and the moment the whole city spoke in unison, Zi Qing whispered in the crowd.
"I'm back."
"With everything I see, I fulfill the promise of my previous life."
The moment he said those wordsā¦
In the sky, the eyelid that had been closed since ancient times, like a crack in the abyss, suddenly moved!
Upwardā¦ a crack appeared!
There was no light, no emotion, only a pure, cold, and indifferent void, leaking out from that crack.
The contractā¦ was complete.
"Boom!"
The silent sound of annihilation suddenly shook the depths of Zi Qing's soul.
That was the cold echo of the contract being fulfilled.
The world before him was destined to end.
Weathering!
In that gaze, the bricks, wooden beams, streetsā¦ all the solid objects that made up Peerless City instantly lost their foundation under the gaze of the Broken Face.
They disintegrated silently, turning into millions of grayish-white dust, as if they were swept up by an invisible storm, and madly flowed into the sky!
The entire city was being wiped away from the earth by an invisible giant hand bit by bit!
"Thisā¦ thisā¦"
"God has opened his eyes!"
"Noā¦"
Countless mournful cries instantly replaced the dead silence, and rose up in the entire Peerless City.
One life after another, as the cries echoed around Zi Qing, began to distort!
A woman's skin was torn apart and her bones cracked!
A child swelled into a mountain of flesh covered with pustules and sharp claws!
An old man's skull cracked open, revealing his compound eyes!
A man's muscles multiplied, covered with scales, and grew fangs!
The peaceful Peerless City turned into a meat grinder the moment Zi Qing fulfilled his promise!
Those who were not mutated were in an even more miserable state. Their bodies directly shattered into a bloody mist, rising into the air and turning into a rain of blood!
Life, in the form stipulated by the contract, withered away in droves.
Zi Qing's gaze pierced through the grayish-white dust and the scarlet blood mist that filled the air and landed coldly on the position of his parents and younger brother in the distance.
He saw his father suddenly turn around, trying to protect his mother and younger brother. However, the moment his broad back leaned forward, the shock and determination on his face had not even completely solidifiedā¦ His body was like a sand sculpture blown away by the wind. Starting from his fingertips, inch by inch, he turned into dust!
There was no scream, no process. He was instantly engulfed by the dust stream that swept into the sky and disappeared without a trace.
He saw his mother holding his younger brother. The gentleness on her face was instantly replaced by great confusion and fear. She did not even have time to look in the direction where her husband disappeared before her entire body suddenlyā¦
Like a candle that was thrown into a furnace, starting from the top of her head, she quickly and silentlyā¦ melted!
Black hair, white skin, gentle eyesā¦ Everything that belonged to his "mother" melted into a viscous, dark red liquid under Zi Qing's gaze. It flowed down his younger brother's small body in her arms!
"Ughā¦"
He saw his younger brother let out a short and extremely terrified whimper. He fell from the pool of warm, dark red blood formed by his mother and fell heavily onto the ground that was also covered by the viscous blood.
The other's small body curled up in the blood, trembling. It was covered in his mother's blood.
At this moment, the grayish-white dust that filled the air seemed to have become mourning paper money. It mixed with the viscous blood rain and rustled down.
Death had completely descended. Even if it was a mutationā¦ It would usually collapse at the moment of mutation.
And the blood rain was getting heavier and heavier.
In the rain, Zi Qing stepped on the warm, viscous blood and walked step by step towards the small figure curled up in the pool of blood.
Finally, he stopped in front of the other party.
He lowered his head and looked at his younger brother in front of him.
The other party's small shoulders trembled violently. The blood rain soaked his thin clothes. He was like a cub abandoned in the sea of blood, leaving only silent, great fear and confusion.
At this moment, under Zi Qing's gaze, he raised his head extremely slowly.
A small face that was completely covered in blood, tears, and dust was reflected in his eyes.
The pair of eyes that were once clear were filled with emptiness, like two dry wells that were filled with despair.
The broken syllables were squeezed out of his throat with great difficulty, along with sobs that sounded like blood foam.
"Brotherā¦ Father and motherā¦"
Hearing his younger brother's voice, Zi Qing's lips lips.
The candied hawthorn skewer in his hand had unknowingly pierced deep into his flesh.
Warm droplets of blood rolled down the skewer and dripped onto the ground, which was also sticky. They became one with his mother's blood and the blood in the city.
But he could not feel any pain, only the cold echo of the contract being completed reverberated in his chest.
But he did not.
Any words in front of the destruction he had personally created were nothing but hypocritical blasphemy.
He fulfilled his promise. That was all.
In the end, he just put his blood-stained hand more firmly on his younger brother's equally cold and blood-stained head.
His action was solemn and almost ritualistic.
At the same time, he put the stick of dirty candied haws in his other hand in front of his younger brother.
His cracked lips opened. The voice that came out was calm. It was as if he was reading the final conclusion of a funeral ceremony. It clearly penetrated the blood rain and weathered sobs.
"Younger brother."
Looking at the pair of eyes that were occupied by great fear, he said softly.
"ā¦ Don't cry."
His palm fell.
However, just as his hand was about to touch his younger brother's head, the sound of Heaven and Earth being split apart rang out from the Heavens!
Under the incomparably violent sound, light tore through time and space and appeared in an instant.
It illuminated the sky, the earth, and the rain of blood.
It was the morning glow.
It blocked out everything. It was boundless like a sea, replacing everything in this world.
It also enveloped Zi Qing.
And within this vast, astonishing, and dazzling Dawn Light, a hand reached out.
It grabbed Zi Qing's arm that was about to fall on his younger brother's head.
He grabbed it tightly.
Then, he threw it into the distance.
Zi Qing's body shook violently. He was thrown out by this terrifying force and landed in the distance.
His eyes revealed a strong and strange light as he stared at the figure that appeared in the light.
"You're finally here."
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