kingnovel Chapter 1156 The Sorrow of Ashes
Chapter 1156 The Sorrow of Ashes
“Withered!”
The moment the word was uttered, the world changed color.
In an instant, an invisible force of decay spread wildly from Su Xiaoya's feet like a plague, leaving everything withered wherever it went.
The rocks that were tainted by the fire element instantly became dry, cracked, and shattered, as if they had been drained of their life force and lost their former resilience.
The withered vines that entwined the altar turned to ashes in the blink of an eye, like a mournful song, telling of the impermanence of life;
The raging sea of fire, as if its core power had been drained, dimmed instantly. The purplish-black light faded, revealing its crimson essence within, like a beast whose soul had been ripped away, dying and lifeless.
Those fiery spears that shot into the sky turned charred and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, their surfaces covered with dense patterns, like an ancient city wall eroded by time for thousands of years, which would turn into dust and be scattered by the wind at the slightest touch.
"Jin's" face turned deathly pale, devoid of any color, like a flower whose life force had been drained. He staggered back a few steps, clutching his chest tightly with both hands, letting out a painful roar. The sound was like that of a wounded beast, heartbreaking to hear.
He could clearly feel the wood elemental power within his body rapidly draining away, like a flood bursting its banks, never to return.
The flames that had accompanied him for 100,000 years were gradually dying out, and the wood spirit essence that had sustained his immortality was gradually withering away.
That feeling was just like when he was in the laboratory at Blue Star Agricultural University, seeing those crops ravaged by pests and diseases, turning from lush green to withered and dying little by little, which made his heart ache.
At this moment, this pain was descending upon "Jin" a hundredfold, a thousandfold, as if a million poisonous insects were gnawing at his soul.
"No!"
"impossible!"
"Jin" roared again and again, his voice shrill and desperate. He frantically urged his fire element, trying to burn away the withered power with flames. The flames around him surged again, as if they would burn the whole world to ashes.
"I am 'Firewood'!"
"It is the unique 'Fire Ember Wood' spirit of Qingyuan Star!"
"I am immortal!"
"I cannot wither!"
"impossible!"
The air was filled with the almost desperate roars of "Jin".
You are immortal, but your soul is not eternal. Yu Shuheng's words were like a deadly messenger from the underworld, chilling and ruthless, yet they also contained a subtle, almost imperceptible emotion.
He slowly raised his hand, a faint aura of green wood swirling between his fingers.
Its ethereal warmth is gentle and delicate, like the glistening dewdrops clinging to leaves at dawn, exuding a fresh and pleasant fragrance.
These spiritual energies gradually gathered at his fingertips and condensed into a long, slender wooden sword.
The sword is entirely emerald green, without any elaborate or ornate decorative patterns, only a faint, elegant aura that exudes vibrant life.
It is like the first ray of dawn, gentle and warm, which should bring a sense of comfort to people.
However, when this aura came into view, it made him tremble all over, as if he were facing the Grim Reaper in a state of extreme terror.
Because he knew that this seemingly ordinary wooden sword could not simply sever the mortal body; it was meant to kill the most crucial part of a living being—the soul!
For him, this part is the very foundation of his life and safety!
Fire extinguishes the wood spirit; its flesh can be burned!
The wood spirit may wither, but the soul is the foundation that has endured for ten thousand years.
And this green wood spirit sword is the nemesis of the soul.
What...what are you going to do?
His voice trembled, filled with undisguised fear. That fear, like a surging tide, instantly swallowed up his last vestiges of madness.
"Jin" stared wide-eyed at Yu Shuheng, who was approaching, his eyes filled with endless pleading and despair, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
I'm a human from Earth too!
"I'm no different from you!"
"We're from the same hometown!"
"As the saying goes, 'When fellow villagers meet, their eyes well up with tears,' so please don't kill me!"
……
He screamed hoarsely, trying to stop Yu Shuheng from advancing with his words.
However, Yu Shuheng remained unmoved, walking towards the goal step by step, each step appearing so firm and steady.
His gaze was like a stagnant pool, calm and still, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
When he was only a few steps away, Yu Shuheng stopped, but he did not make a move immediately. Instead, he stared quietly at the madman-like Mu Ling in front of him.
Through the other person's eyes, filled with fear and despair, Yu Shuheng seemed to see himself from 100,000 years ago—the boy who once studied tirelessly in classrooms on Blue Star, pursuing his dreams.
Suddenly, Yu Shuheng's lips curled up slightly, forming a faint smile.
Although the smile was brief, it contained a profound meaning that was difficult to fathom.
Then, he said softly: "Nothing."
Then, he swung the wooden sword in his hand with lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced the man's chest.
There was no earth-shattering noise;
It lacks the power to destroy the world;
There was only a soft "poof" sound.
Light as a petal falling, the wooden sword gently pierced "Jin's" brow, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, silently.
In an instant, the flames all over "Jin" vanished like a swarm of bees disturbed, as if an invisible hand had choked him, leaving not even a spark behind.
The fire element that had bound him for 100,000 years receded rapidly like the receding tide, revealing his original form.
A young man in a white lab coat, his features youthful and innocent, like a newly sprouting bud, wore a shy smile…
This is perhaps what that boy looked like in the agricultural university laboratory on Blue Star 100,000 years ago.
"Jin" conjured a water mirror, gazing at his reflection. Looking at the green wood spirit sword piercing his brow, he looked left and right. His originally bloodshot eyes gradually faded like ripe apples, slowly shedding the resentment and madness of ten thousand years, finally returning to a clear, verdant state, like the mountains and forests outside Blue Star—pure and natural.
"Jin" raised his eyes and looked at Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng. A relieved smile suddenly appeared on his lips, like a flower blooming in spring, warm and bright, with a hint of relief and comfort.
"So... there really is a time when you can see your fellow villagers again."
His voice was as light as a wisp of smoke, as if it might dissipate in the wind at any moment, "I've waited... a hundred thousand years... and finally it's here..."
Immediately afterwards, his body streaked across the sky like a shooting star, gradually transforming into countless points of light.
The sparkling points of light were crystal clear, like dazzling gems, exuding the fragrance of grass and trees and containing the warmth of flames, like a group of butterflies dancing and swirling above the altar.
In those specks of light, there is the fresh scent of rice stalks, the fragrance of grass and trees, and the chirping of cicadas on a summer night under the blue star...
Furthermore, a homesickness from Earth, dating back 100,000 years, flowed through his heart like a clear spring.
That homesickness, like a clear spring, flowed through the hearts of Yu Shuheng and Su Xiaoya, instantly bringing tears to their eyes.
Inside the space, Jinlong and Lao Bai watched, their eyes filled with complex emotions.
The golden dragon flicked its tail, and specks of golden light shimmered on its golden scales...
Old Bai squatted on the ground, his translucent hands covering his eyes, emitting low sobs—only sobs—ghosts don't shed tears.
They also experienced 100,000 years of solitude, but that was all they experienced!
Only "Jin" was burned by the raging fire for a full 100,000 years!
Day and night, every moment—it was torture!
At this moment, watching "Jin" go from madness to calm, watching him go from resentment to relief, I felt a mix of emotions, and it was extremely bittersweet.
If it were them, what would they do?
There is no answer.
But thinking about it, they couldn't have done any better!
Countless points of light fell like snowflakes, seemingly drawn by some mysterious force, heading straight for the lava lake of the Crimson Flame Volcano.
When these points of light came into contact with the scalding, bubbling magma, an amazing scene unfolded—the once turbulent and powerful magma seemed to suddenly lose its vitality and gradually calmed down.
As time passed, the crimson magma slowly solidified into hard black rock, emanating a faint but noticeable warmth.
This change was so magical, it was as if someone had cast a tremendous spell on this magma.
At the same time, some of the light spots drifted down onto the people on the battlefield of the three domains.
In an instant, those bodies that had suffered from the ravages of war miraculously began to repair and heal themselves!
The excruciating pain in the barbarian warriors' severed limbs gradually disappeared, replaced by a slight tingling sensation.
The severely damaged dantian of the cultivators was also revitalized, and a continuous flow of spiritual energy began to flow again.
Even the seemingly indestructible scales of the demon race shone with a luster more dazzling than ever before...
Faced with this series of unbelievable scenes, everyone was dumbfounded and stood there speechless.
They couldn't understand why this was happening, but deep down they clearly felt a gentle yet powerful force spreading through their bodies.
As a result, an expression of disbelief appeared on each of their astonished faces.
Finally, some specks of light gently landed on the chalcedony rice ears that Su Xiaoya was tightly holding in her hand.
In an instant, the entire stalk of rice burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant radiance, so bright that it was almost impossible for those around to open their eyes.
Moreover, upon closer inspection, one can see that the already plump rice grains now appear even more translucent, round, and adorable, like precious gems, and they even exude a subtle, otherworldly charm!