105: Chapter 105 Su Chen Sacrifices Himself

In the direction of Donglai Prefecture, a clear and ethereal song caused the blood-red pillar of light located in the center of Donglai Prefecture city to fade slightly.

Immediately after, a cerulean halo struggled to squeeze out a small patch of sky, surprisingly resisting the erosion of the blood-red pillar of light for the time being.

It was Cang Mingyue.

She spared no cost to her own essence, using the innate abilities of the Merfolk Clan to forcibly protect a portion of the commoners in Donglai Prefecture.

"Young Master Su, this is all I can do..."

"I should... I should have helped you, right..."

In the distant East Lai, blood trickled from the corner of Cang Mingyue's mouth as her cerulean eyes gazed toward the capital.

She had already learned that the Demon-Quelling Army led by Su Chen was about to enter the capital.

The commotion before her was surely caused by the Old Emperor while Su Chen and the others were attacking the city.

Her power was not strong.

But as long as she could preserve this area of East Lai, she could add a measure of support for Young Master Su, who was far away in the capital.

Su Chen naturally noticed the movement in East Lai.

Even separated by a thousand miles, he seemed to be able to see the smiling, blue-haired young woman and hear her ethereal, melodious voice.

"Young Master Su, look!"

"Miss Yue... I helped you, right!"

"Can I also fight side by side with Young Master Su now? Hehehe..."

He pursed his lips slightly and smiled.

"You did well."

But this was the limit.

In other cities, there was no existence like her.

When the Demon-Quelling Army reclaimed the cities, they had basically taken away most of the local experts.

Without any external forces acting upon them, the blood-red arrays continued to operate crazily, devouring countless lives.

"Jingjun."

Su Chen's voice sounded calmly, reaching the ears of Ye Jingjun, who had become slightly absent-minded due to extreme despair.

Ye Jingjun turned back abruptly, only to see that Su Chen had retreated to her side at some point.

His face was pale to the point of transparency, as if he would dissipate at any moment.

"Leave the rest to me."

"Take care of yourself... and Cang Mingyue."

He said this calmly, as if he were not the one about to burn himself to death.

Vice Commander Ye, dressed in red, smiled.

She walked to Su Chen's side and slapped his shoulder hard with her jade hand.

"Great Commander Su, don't die."

"I still have something I must complete with you."

Su Chen also grinned.

He did not ask what the matter was.

He simply nodded.

"I promise."

Immediately after, Su Chen's figure turned into a stream of light and shot into the sky, heading straight for the demonized emperor, who had gathered the blood energy of the entire sky and possessed a terrifying aura.

At the same time, the life-bound long sword in his hand, covered in cracks and with its spiritual light dimmed to the extreme, let out an unprecedentedly melodious sword cry.

"Jingjun, I wonder if you still remember the eighth form of the Heartless Sword that I told you about when I first met you."

Su Chen's voice came intermittently from the sky.

Ye Jingjun wiped away her tears, forcing herself to look up at the sky.

"No Meeting Spring."

"I told you at the time that the Female Sword Immortal who created this form was a professional demon slayer."

"And her husband also died at the hands of the demon race."

"Therefore, it has a special restraining effect on everything related to the demon race, including the demon race's arrays."

"Besides that, it has another sword intent."

"It is not slaughter, but protection."

His figure in the air seemed to turn into a true sun.

Vaguely, it took the shape of a flower.

The next moment, that extreme radiance burst open, like celestial maidens scattering flowers.

One hundred and eight sword auras, carrying peach-colored petals, instantly scattered in all directions.

One hundred and seven of these sword auras, as if possessing life, precisely and without deviation tore through the void.

In an instant, they traveled ten thousand miles and shot toward the cores of the one hundred and seven blood-red arrays operating within Great Ning, excluding Donglai Prefecture.

And the final, most powerful sword aura struck toward the demonized emperor above the capital, whose aura had expanded to its limit, and the most massive main array beneath his feet.

This was completely a self-destruct style of fighting by Su Chen.

The usual eighth form, "No Meeting Spring," used sword aura to form a flower, after which the petals would scatter.

But Su Chen directly used his own body as that "flower."

The little remaining sword soul energy in his body was completely exhausted by this sword strike.

Su Chen felt the emptiness of energy within him.

He knew that he originally had half a year left to live.

After this sword strike, he probably wouldn't even have ten days.

But a life-sacrificing sword strike was indeed effective.

"No—" The demonized emperor let out a roar of terror and despair.

Facing Su Chen directly, he felt a true threat of death.

The demon emperor even felt that even if those great demon experts from the ancient times were here, they probably wouldn't be much stronger than him.

All resistance was as fragile as paper before this ultimate sword strike of Su Chen, which burned everything.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom—!"

Successive loud noises came from all over Great Ning.

Those one hundred and seven secondary blood sacrifice arrays collapsed with a bang the moment the sword aura swept past.

The rampant blood light stopped abruptly, leaving behind only devastation and the bewildered weeping and relief of the survivors.

Although the blood sacrifice arrays had caused significant damage to Great Ning, Su Chen had acted in time and managed to save most of the human lives, at least leaving behind seeds for the continuation of Great Ning.

And above the capital, the final sword aura collided violently with the main array and the demonized emperor.

An indescribable energy storm swept out, turning the entire sky above the imperial city into a void.

The demonized emperor, along with the main array beneath his feet, melted away like ice and snow under this sword light, completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace behind.

The blood color in the sky faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the long-lost, clear blue sky.

The Da Ning Emperor, along with his trusted demon subordinates, all fell in this battle.

Although the Demon-Quelling Army only purged the evil demons in the capital, there were still many demons occupying mountains and acting as kings across Great Ning that had not been purged.

But regardless, they had won.

The commoners and the Demon-Quelling Army were cheering wildly, while those officials who acted as lackeys for Great Ning were trembling.

For those who aided the tyrant, the harshest sanctions awaited them.

Only one person was slowly falling from the sky.

His white clothes were more than half stained red with blood, and his complexion was ashen.

With his sword soul energy exhausted, his black hair had completely turned white.

That full head of white hair stung people's eyes in the sunlight.

"Su Chen—!"

Ye Jingjun rushed up like a madwoman, disregarding everything to leap into the air.

She spread her arms and used all her strength to catch the falling figure.

The moment Su Chen fell into her arms, his last shred of willpower dissipated.

His head tilted to the side, and he passed out completely.

His body was terrifyingly light and cold, without a trace of warmth.

Ye Jingjun held him and landed back on the ground, kneeling down as tears gushed out like a broken dam, dripping onto his paper-white face.

On the battlefield, there was dead silence.