230: Chapter 230 A single, unrestrained shout shakes the Empress

The shadow of death, cold and viscous, had completely swallowed him.

The longsword, wrapped in endless resentment and blood-red baleful Qi, had its tip less than a foot from his brow. The sharp Sword Qi tore through the air, leaving fine, dense bloodstains on his skin.

It's over!

In Su Changge's mind, these two words were infinitely magnified, occupying all his thoughts.

However, at the very moment his Divine Soul was frozen, his will, honed to the limit by the instinct for survival, made a final struggle.

To flee is death; to beg for mercy is death; to resist is even more of a dead end.

The only chance of survival was to act out this colossal lie until the very last moment!

He forcibly suppressed the trembling of every inch of his muscles, converging his meager Qi Refining Stage spiritual power to the extreme, even deliberately slowing the rhythm of his heartbeat. His spine was held straight like a long spear piercing the firmament. In those pitch-black eyes, fear and despair were forcibly pushed into the abyss, leaving only a bottomless indifference.

He wasn't playing the role of an expert; he was using his life to imitate an ice sculpture that had remained unchanged for eternity.

He gazed coldly at the blood-bathed Empress Phantom with a scrutinizing look. That gaze was like a chess player overlooking a mortal game, examining a piece that had moved to the wrong position.

But his Divine Soul was roaring silently.

"Don't come over! Absolutely do not come over! With my level of cultivation, a single breath from you would make me vanish!"

The Empress Phantom's movements stopped abruptly three feet from his brow.

She held the longsword, which seemed to be cast from fresh blood, its tip almost piercing Su Changge's skull. She tilted her head, and in those blood-colored pupils that should have incinerated all things, the violent flames slightly converged, and a touch of confusion, like an undercurrent beneath the deep sea, surged silently.

She was sizing him up.

More accurately, she was peering through his skin, spying on a shadow she had pursued for one hundred thousand years.

The Empress Phantom's brow, the brow ridge condensed from blood energy, furrowed ever so slightly. Fragmented memory shards surged within her Soul body, bringing waves of tearing pain.

She opened her mouth, and a few dry, broken syllables escaped her throat. The sound did not seem to come from a living being; it was more like two tombstones bearing the resentment of eternity rubbing against each other, each syllable carrying a stinging pain that scraped at the Divine Soul.

"Mas... ter...?"

Two words, blurry and indistinct, yet like thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploded a massive storm in Su Changge's dead-silent heart lake.

He heard it clearly.

That remnant Soul, on the verge of dissipation, was calling him Revered Master!

At this moment, Ye Qingyao's stubborn face and the peerlessly fierce phantom before him completely overlapped in his mind. After Reincarnation, she had chased after him, calling him Revered Master time and again. And her previous life's Remnant Soul, which had fallen for one hundred thousand years, had actually recognized him relying on a single obsession?

A glimmer of hope, like a faint light appearing in the darkness, gave his nearly suffocating Divine Soul a chance to catch its breath.

My life... perhaps it can be saved?

He was just about to say something based on this identity to stabilize this God of Slaughter, when a sudden change occurred!

The Empress Phantom's Soul body shook violently, and countless scarlet light spots escaped from her body, uncontrollably pouring into Su Changge's Sea of Consciousness!

Boom!

A monstrous wave rose in Su Changge's Sea of Consciousness.

Those were blood-colored scrolls spanning one hundred thousand years of time.

The firmament collapsed, the earth sank, and the sky of the Blood Abyss Realm was forever dark red. The Empress, dressed in blood-colored imperial robes, ruled the world, with the Bloodline Clan army covering the sky and blocking the sun behind her; wherever the banners pointed, all spirits bowed their heads.

The scenes flowed: it was the world-ending war that broke out between the Immortal sects of the Cangxuan Dao Domain. Immortal light collided with Devilish Qi, Divine Abilities and secret techniques intertwined; stars turned to dust in the aftermath, and mountain ranges were razed to the ground.

In the end, an Immortal sect ancestor with vast aura and an indistinct face took action, pressing down with a palm from outside the heavens. The Laws of the Dao collapsed, and the heart of the realm of the Blood Abyss Realm was shattered. The Empress's million-strong Blood Descendants army vanished into dust under that single palm.

Her Imperial Soul was shattered by supreme power and suppressed in the Void Zone in the deepest part of the Blood Abyss Realm, never to be reborn for eternity.

Before dying, she issued the most vicious curse and the most paranoid oath toward the firmament.

That final obsession was branded into every inch of her shattered Soul body.

"Find... Revered Master... Revenge... the genocide!"

Su Changge's Divine Soul was shocked by this massive flood of information, almost fainting. He bit his tongue hard to barely maintain consciousness. When he saw the appearance of that blood-clothed Empress in the memory images, he was struck by lightning.

That face was exactly the same as Ye Qingyao's!

Even the perfect little mole at the corner of her mouth was in the exact same position!

It really is her! This Remnant Soul is Ye Qingyao's previous life!

Holy crap! This girl was so fierce in her previous life? And so miserable? Her entire clan was wiped out, and she was sealed for one hundred thousand years?

In the shadows, within the shade of the stone wall.

The Old Priest's turbid eyes were already blurred by tears. Seeing the Empress Phantom stop in front of Su Changge and reveal a confused expression, he was so excited that tears streamed down his face, and his whole body trembled.

"It is the King's aura! It is the supreme aura of our King that has suppressed the ferocity of the Remnant Soul of the Empress! The King's Divine Might is peerless!"

He prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing nine times heavily toward Su Changge's back. The hard rock floor was soon stained with a striking bloodstain, but he didn't even notice.

Prince Jimie slowly loosened his clenched fists, and the worship in his eyes was almost becoming tangible: "I said it, how could a mere Remnant Soul shake our King in the slightest."

Shadow Killer put away his poisoned dagger. He looked at Su Changge's aloof and straight back, and fanatical flames ignited in his eyes: "Following such a King, our Bloodline Clan will surely return to the peak of Cangxuan and unify all domains!"

The Succubus Prince covered her lips with her hand, her charming eyes shining astonishingly. She stared at Su Changge's back and whispered: "Such a majestic figure, such a domineering presence... My Succubus Clan is willing to offer our best Bloodline to our King, to continue the glory for ten thousand generations!"

Su Changge was completely unaware of the fanatical worship behind him; he was trying his best to digest the bloody memory in his mind.

A trace of pity just rose in his heart.

However, the confusion in the Empress Phantom's eyes, after coming into contact with that memory fragment about the "genocide," was instantly replaced by an even deeper, purer violence!

A Remnant Soul is, after all, a Remnant Soul. Dominated by resentment, she had forgotten the obsession to "find" before Reincarnation, leaving only the instinct of "hatred" engraved in the deepest part of her Soul.

"Roar—!"

A screech that did not sound like a human, shrill and ear-piercing, shook the entire underground palace until it hummed.

The Empress Phantom raised the blood-colored longsword again, her figure turning into a blood line, slashing horizontally with one sword, aiming directly at Su Changge's neck!

Holy crap! Why is it coming again!

Su Changge's pupils constricted rapidly. The instinct for survival made him raise the heart of the realm in his hand, holding it horizontally in front of him.

"Clang!"

With a deafening sound of metal clashing, the blood-colored longsword struck solidly on the pure white light curtain supported by the heart of the realm.

A vast force came through the light curtain. Su Changge was shaken, taking three steps back. The bones of his entire right arm groaned under the unbearable weight, and the heart of the realm almost flew out of his hand.

The Empress Phantom was also forced back a step by the recoil. The violence in her eyes was nearly insane.

She raised her sword again, pressed forward, and slashed down at his head with another sword!

Su Changge's back was already against the cold stone wall; there was nowhere to retreat.

The blood-colored sword tip, which was constantly magnifying in his pupils, left his mind blank.

This time, it's really over...

His Divine Soul was screaming wildly.

System! If you don't come back, I'm really going to die here!

He used all his mental energy to call out to that long-silent System over and over again.

Just the moment before his Divine Soul was about to be crushed by the Sword Intent, a faint mechanical sound clicked deep in his mind.

"Buzz..."

An incomplete panel flickered in his Sea of Consciousness. The ancient Divine characters on it had not yet fully appeared before it returned to silence again.

[Detected that the Host is in current danger, can trigger the "Words Become Law" Special Effect...]

Before the writing was finished, the panel went completely dark.

Su Changge's mind shook. Is there a signal?

Before he could call out again, the longsword, which had drunk the blood of gods and demons, was already pressing against his neck.

The cold blade pressed against his skin, cutting a small wound, and warm blood slowly flowed down the blade.

All the blood in Su Changge's body froze instantly. He dared not move, and even his breathing had stopped.

In the shadows, The Three Princes saw this and could no longer hold back.

"The Empress wants to hurt our King! Protect the King!" Prince Jimie's body was surging with Devilish Qi, and he was the first to rush out.

Shadow Killer's figure turned into a residual shadow, growling: "Go together! Even if we die, we must protect the King!"

The Succubus Prince held her long whip and followed closely. The Old Priest also tremblingly raised his sacrificial jade tablet, preparing to risk his old life.

Su Changge felt the stinging pain on his neck becoming clearer. Looking at the Empress's eyes, which only held destruction and madness, his mind became unusually clear.

Am I really going to die?

The Empress Phantom held the hilt of the sword, slowly increasing her strength.

The wound cut by the blade became deeper, and the blood flowed faster.

The intense pain made Su Changge's facial muscles twitch, but his expression remained that eternally cold one.

In the blink of an eye, a thought flashed through his clear mind.

She called me... Revered Master...

The System mentioned... Words Become Law...

Su Changge gritted his teeth hard, using all his strength to squeeze two words from the depths of his throat.

His voice was not loud, but it carried a kind of unchallengeable majesty, the tone he had imitated countless times when Immortal Emperors of his previous life lectured their Disciples.

"Presumptuous."

As the two words were spoken, Words Become Law!

An invisible force of Law, with Su Changge as the center, instantly rippled out.

The hand of the Empress Phantom holding the sword paused suddenly.

She tilted her head again, the madness in her eyes fading by more than half, and that familiar confusion and bewilderment reappeared.

"Mas... ter...?"

It worked!

Su Changge was overjoyed. The string that had been tightened to the limit finally loosened a little.

However, before he could fully exhale, the fire of violence in the Empress Phantom's eyes, as if doused with hot oil, erupted again, more violently than ever before!

That trace of remaining reason was completely swallowed by deeper resentment.

Her hand holding the blood-colored longsword tightened again, and the cold blade, with the determination to cut through everything, pressed heavily toward Su Changge's neck!

This time, there was no turning back!