The battle had begun .

However, Yun Qingwu did not give any orders for the battle . She looked like she was in pain, but she was not helpless .

15 minutes pa.s.sed, then an hour . . . the screams and sounds of killing continued to fill the air .

The demon soldiers started to fall .

Fear filled their faces, but they couldn't turn to anyone for help . There was no demon who screamed for help . . .

Neither was there a demon who blamed Yun Qingwu for her lack of orders .

The black figures charged through the ranks of the demons like death G.o.ds . Countless demons fell, their blood staining the ground .

The Demon Domain Chiefs grit their teeth and tried to defend against the onslaught . Their demonic eyes glowed radiantly .

The night was no longer as dark as before .

There was a ray of light on the horizon .

The night was slow and long . Many lives had been lost, but it was also quick . In the blink of an eye, they had all been transported to a different world .

The walls of the Iron Hill Settlement were strangely silent .

Countless eyes were fixated on the battle between the shadows and the demons . They waited patiently . . .

There was a figure on the battlefield who was exactly like that .

That was a figure in a white dress . She looked like a lotus in the night, standing out in the sea of black .

Just at that moment . . .

A ray of light shone through beside her .

That was a pure, sky blue light .

A blue robe danced in the light . A wrinkled face looked into the sky and watched the daybreak .

The figure's eyes were hollow and lifeless .

Above that pair of lifeless eyes was a symbol . It had been etched into this man's forehead . It was a simple symbol, but it gave off a strange aura .

It was almost as though the symbol represented all creation .

Right now . . .

The symbol was changing . . .

Spots of light began to concentrate on the symbol and the symbol became more and more complex .

It was like a new life . . .

Forming something out of nothing, making something complex out of something simple .

The symbol became brighter with each pa.s.sing moment .

It was as if it represented all creation .

The changes in the world .

Or perhaps, it represented rebirth .

As the symbol changed, the light became brighter . . . and brighter . . . and brighter . . .

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The silence atop the walls of the Iron Hill Settlement was finally broken .

Everyone looked at the symbol and the light with awe .

"Canyang!"

"Could it be that Canyang . . . "

"That's impossible!"

The emotions that they felt were inexplicable . They couldn't bring themselves to believe what they were witnessing .

"Hum!"

At that moment, a loud hum rang through the air and the ground began to shake .

At the same time . . .

A ray of light shot skyward .

It was a golden ray of light that pierced through the blue light . It illuminated the entire sky .

"Master!" Yun Qingwu's voice pierced through the air .

She said nothing when the army of shadows descended upon them . She said nothing when thousands of demon soldiers were ma.s.sacred .

However, when she saw the golden ray of light, she spoke .

But . . .

She only said one word .

Master!

When she said those words, two drops of tears rolled down her cheeks and splashed on the ground .

Blood had already stained the floor .

Yun Qingwu's tears fell into a pool of blood and were buried under the sand and blood .

It was rather una.s.suming . . .

But Canyang turned around .

He looked at Yun Qingwu with his hollow, lifeless eyes .

However . . .

Those eyes said plenty .

Just like the symbol on his forehead .

The simplest looks could have the most complex meanings .

The symbols kept changing, representing rebirth and a new lease of life . However, it also looked like it was reminiscing the old life . . .

"Good disciple!" Canyang spoke in his frail voice .

However, all of the demons turned to look at Canyang, even if it was just for a brief moment .

Because . . .

They all knew . . .

Even though Yun Qingwu had always addressed Canyang as her master, Canyang had never called Yun Qingwu his disciple .

Disciple . . .

Ordinarily, that was a word that any master would have said umpteen times .

But Canyang had never used that word .

Even when Yun Qingwu had knelt in front of him, he never called Yun Qingwu his disciple, choosing instead to call her by her name .

But now, Canyang called her his disciple .

This was the first time Canyang had done so in more than a decade .

His voice was not loud . . .

But it pierced through all of the sounds of battle . It had made an impact on everyone on the field .

At that moment, everyone forgot about the battle and the killing going on around them . . .

Yun Qingwu did not speak, tears rolling down her cheeks .

Ping Yang was initially furious and anxious .

But at that moment, all of those emotions disappeared . All that was left was a look of shock and worry .

She looked at Canyang as her lips parted and trembled . She was terrified .

She had never been this terrified in her life .

Chi Guyan had released her grip on Yun Qingwu .

From the moment the golden light shot out from Canyang's forehead, she had released her grip on Yun Qingwu .

It was not a wise move . . .

But . . .

She did it anyway .

Canyang walked slowly towards Yun Qingwu .

Every step he took was slow and deliberate .

In fact, it looked like every step was draining him . He looked as though he could be blown away by the wind at any point as he shuffled across to Yun Qingwu .

But . . .

No one went to stop him, not even Chi Guyan .

Not only did Chi Guyan not stop Canyang, she stepped back and stood beside Ping Yang, allowing Canyang to close in .

It felt as though time had frozen .

After what seemed like an eternity . . .

Canyang arrived next to Yun Qingwu .

He raised that frail hand of his to Yun Qingwu's head and brushed her hair aside . It was almost like a father tending to his daughter .

The golden light continued to glow on Canyang's head .

The blue light that had initially enveloped his body disappeared . His blue robe had also lost its s.h.i.+ne, accentuating the golden glow on his head .

"Bring them back . " Canyang whispered as he looked at Yun Qingwu with his hollow eyes, his gaze filled with pain and sorrow .

Yun Qingwu looked back at Canyang, tears in her eyes . She bit her lips but did not speak, allowing the tears to flow freely .

"If only I could see you . . . that'll be great . . . " Canyang's gaze was filled with loneliness, almost as if he knew the end was near .

Yun Qingwu remained silent .

However, she was trembling as she bit her lip . A trickle of blood could be seen from her lower lip . . .

"Call me master one more time . " Canyang requested as he combed Yun Qingwu's hair with his hand .

"Mas . . . Master!" Yun Qingwu looked at the wrinkled face as she trembled and stammered .

"Mm, good disciple! You're a good disciple indeed!" Canyang nodded .

He murmured to himself . These were the words that he never dreamt that he would say . He stood up . . .

And straightened his back . . .

"Kacha, kacha!" That was the sound of his bones breaking . . . and also the sound of new bones forming . . .

At the same time, that wrinkled face of his began to break apart . No one knew why that was happening . . .

But . . .

Pieces of white skin began to fall off his face .

What was even stranger was that . . .

There was no blood underneath that broken skin . . . it was another layer of skin, this one smooth and glowing .

It was like the skin of a newborn .

As that new layer of skin began to show on his face, Canyang's arms began to become buffer .

Muscles began to appear . . .

"Kacha kacha!" The breaking sounds continued to echo through the air .

All eyes were on Canyang . . .

On top of the Iron Hill Settlement . . .

Xing Yuanguo and Xing Qingsui clenched their fists as they watched Canyang's body undergo such changes .

Shan Ling and the other settlement chiefs were also looking at Canyang, their expressions filled with terror .

As warriors of the Southern Region . . .

They rarely feared anything .

Even in the face of a disciplined demon army which outnumbered them . . . even when Canyang appeared . . . they did not retreat . . .

But now . . .

They were truly terrified .

Nangong Hao opened his eyes .

He had opened his eyes from the moment that golden light had appeared . His eyes showed no trace of fear, but were filled with respect .

He respected Canyang . . .

All of the demons looked at Canyang with his new youthful skin and his hollow, lifeless eyes .

Finally . . .

The sound disappeared .

Together with the frail body .

Right now, the person standing in front of Yun Qingwu was a youth, with tender skin and luscious lips .

He was slightly thin, but his muscles were clear for all to see .

It was a strange sight .

What was even stranger was that this youth had silver hair .

This youth was Canyang .

A rebirthed Canyang .

The symbol was still on his forehead . It was an extremely complicated symbol which glowed golden .

However, his eyes were still as lifeless as before .

Those lifeless eyes 'looked' at the horizon, his lips parting and closing constantly . The golden light on his forehead was glowing brighter by the moment .

It was so radiant it could light up the sky .

In the next moment . . .

A column of light shot skyward . . .

It had originated from Canyang's head .

It was incredibly quick . . .

It was so quick that some could not tell if it had originated from Canyang's forehead or the heavens .

Then, the golden column of light exploded into a golden shower . This was completely different from the black rain they had experienced earlier .

This was different because . . .

It was formed entirely from golden light . . .

The light glowed in the sky and blocked out the stars in the sky . It formed a golden layer of light and descended .

The shadows battling the demon army raised their heads .

They looked at the golden screen of light . They stood rooted in their positions, almost as if they were mesmerized by it .

Then . . . they melted . . .

Almost like how ice melts in the presence of sunlight .

However, this melting was significantly faster .

As the golden screen descended, the black figures became blurry, then transparent before completely disappearing .

At that moment, Canyang disappeared as well as his body shot to the sky in a ray of golden light .

He left behind a teary Yun Qingwu . . .

"Master!"

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Chapter 454 New LifeTranslator Sparrow Translations Editor Sparrow TranslationsThe battle had begun . However, Yun Qingwu did not give any orders for the battle . She looked like she was in pain, but she was not helpless . 15 minutes pa.s.sed, then an hour . . . the screams and sounds of killing continued to fill the air . The demon soldiers started to fall . Fear filled their faces, but they couldn t turn to anyone for help . There was no demon who screamed for help . . . Neither was there a demon who blamed Yun Qingwu for her lack of orders . The black figures charged through the ranks of the demons like death G.o.ds . Countless demons fell, their blood staining the ground . The Demon Domain Chiefs grit their teeth and tried to defend against the onslaught . Their demonic eyes glowed radiantly . The night was no longer as dark as before . There was a ray of light on the horizon . The night was slow and long . Many lives had been lost, but it was also quick . In the blink of an eye, they had all been transported to a different world . The walls of the Iron Hill Settlement were strangely silent . Countless eyes were fixated on the battle between the shadows and the demons . They waited patiently . . . There was a figure on the battlefield who was exactly like that . That was a figure in a white dress . She looked like a lotus in the night, standing out in the sea of black . Just at that moment . . . A ray of light shone through beside her . That was a pure, sky blue light . A blue robe danced in the light . A wrinkled face looked into the sky and watched the daybreak . The figure s eyes were hollow and lifeless . Above that pair of lifeless eyes was a symbol . It had been etched into this man s forehead . It was a simple symbol, but it gave off a strange aura . It was almost as though the symbol represented all creation . Right now . . . The symbol was changing . . . Spots of light began to concentrate on the symbol and the symbol became more and more complex . It was like a new life . . . Forming something out of nothing, making something complex out of something simple . The symbol became brighter with each pa.s.sing moment . It was as if it represented all creation . The changes in the world . Or perhaps, it represented rebirth . As the symbol changed, the light became brighter . . . and brighter . . . and brighter . . . . . . The silence atop the walls of the Iron Hill Settlement was finally broken . Everyone looked at the symbol and the light with awe . Canyang Could it be that Canyang . . . That s impossible The emotions that they felt were inexplicable . They couldn t bring themselves to believe what they were witnessing . Hum At that moment, a loud hum rang through the air and the ground began to shake . At the same time . . . A ray of light shot skyward . It was a golden ray of light that pierced through the blue light . It illuminated the entire sky . Master Yun Qingwu s voice pierced through the air . She said nothing when the army of shadows descended upon them . She said nothing when thousands of demon soldiers were ma.s.sacred . However, when she saw the golden ray of light, she spoke . But . . . She only said one word . Master When she said those words, two drops of tears rolled down her cheeks and splashed on the ground . Blood had already stained the floor . Yun Qingwu s tears fell into a pool of blood and were buried under the sand and blood . It was rather una.s.suming . . . But Canyang turned around . He looked at Yun Qingwu with his hollow, lifeless eyes . However . . . Those eyes said plenty . Just like the symbol on his forehead . The simplest looks could have the most complex meanings . The symbols kept changing, representing rebirth and a new lease of life . However, it also looked like it was reminiscing the old life . . . Good disciple Canyang spoke in his frail voice . However, all of the demons turned to look at Canyang, even if it was just for a brief moment . Because . . . They all knew . . . Even though Yun Qingwu had always addressed Canyang as her master, Canyang had never called Yun Qingwu his disciple . Disciple . . . Ordinarily, that was a word that any master would have said umpteen times . But Canyang had never used that word . Even when Yun Qingwu had knelt in front of him, he never called Yun Qingwu his disciple, choosing instead to call her by her name . But now, Canyang called her his disciple . This was the first time Canyang had done so in more than a decade . His voice was not loud . . . But it pierced through all of the sounds of battle . It had made an impact on everyone on the field . At that moment, everyone forgot about the battle and the killing going on around them . . . Yun Qingwu did not speak, tears rolling down her cheeks . Ping Yang was initially furious and anxious . But at that moment, all of those emotions disappeared . All that was left was a look of shock and worry . She looked at Canyang as her lips parted and trembled . She was terrified . She had never been this terrified in her life . Chi Guyan had released her grip on Yun Qingwu . From the moment the golden light shot out from Canyang s forehead, she had released her grip on Yun Qingwu . It was not a wise move . . . But . . . She did it anyway . Canyang walked slowly towards Yun Qingwu . Every step he took was slow and deliberate . In fact, it looked like every step was draining him . He looked as though he could be blown away by the wind at any point as he shuffled across to Yun Qingwu . But . . . No one went to stop him, not even Chi Guyan . Not only did Chi Guyan not stop Canyang, she stepped back and stood beside Ping Yang, allowing Canyang to close in . It felt as though time had frozen . After what seemed like an eternity . . . Canyang arrived next to Yun Qingwu . He raised that frail hand of his to Yun Qingwu s head and brushed her hair aside . It was almost like a father tending to his daughter . The golden light continued to glow on Canyang s head . The blue light that had initially enveloped his body disappeared . His blue robe had also lost its s.h.i.+ne, accentuating the golden glow on his head . Bring them back . Canyang whispered as he looked at Yun Qingwu with his hollow eyes, his gaze filled with pain and sorrow . Yun Qingwu looked back at Canyang, tears in her eyes . She bit her lips but did not speak, allowing the tears to flow freely . If only I could see you . . . that ll be great . . . Canyang s gaze was filled with loneliness, almost as if he knew the end was near . Yun Qingwu remained silent . However, she was trembling as she bit her lip . A trickle of blood could be seen from her lower lip . . . Call me master one more time . Canyang requested as he combed Yun Qingwu s hair with his hand . Mas . . . Master Yun Qingwu looked at the wrinkled face as she trembled and stammered . Mm, good disciple You re a good disciple indeed Canyang nodded . He murmured to himself . These were the words that he never dreamt that he would say . He stood up . . . And straightened his back . . . Kacha, kacha That was the sound of his bones breaking . . . and also the sound of new bones forming . . . At the same time, that wrinkled face of his began to break apart . No one knew why that was happening . . . But . . . Pieces of white skin began to fall off his face . What was even stranger was that . . . There was no blood underneath that broken skin . . . it was another layer of skin, this one smooth and glowing . It was like the skin of a newborn . As that new layer of skin began to show on his face, Canyang s arms began to become buffer . Muscles began to appear . . . Kacha kacha The breaking sounds continued to echo through the air . All eyes were on Canyang . . . On top of the Iron Hill Settlement . . . Xing Yuanguo and Xing Qingsui clenched their fists as they watched Canyang s body undergo such changes . Shan Ling and the other settlement chiefs were also looking at Canyang, their expressions filled with terror . As warriors of the Southern Region . . . They rarely feared anything . Even in the face of a disciplined demon army which outnumbered them . . . even when Canyang appeared . . . they did not retreat . . . But now . . . They were truly terrified . Nangong Hao opened his eyes . He had opened his eyes from the moment that golden light had appeared . His eyes showed no trace of fear, but were filled with respect . He respected Canyang . . . All of the demons looked at Canyang with his new youthful skin and his hollow, lifeless eyes . Finally . . . The sound disappeared . Together with the frail body . Right now, the person standing in front of Yun Qingwu was a youth, with tender skin and luscious lips . He was slightly thin, but his muscles were clear for all to see . It was a strange sight . What was even stranger was that this youth had silver hair . This youth was Canyang . A rebirthed Canyang . The symbol was still on his forehead . It was an extremely complicated symbol which glowed golden . However, his eyes were still as lifeless as before . Those lifeless eyes looked at the horizon, his lips parting and closing constantly . The golden light on his forehead was glowing brighter by the moment . It was so radiant it could light up the sky . In the next moment . . . A column of light shot skyward . . . It had originated from Canyang s head . It was incredibly quick . . . It was so quick that some could not tell if it had originated from Canyang s forehead or the heavens . Then, the golden column of light exploded into a golden shower . This was completely different from the black rain they had experienced earlier . This was different because . . . It was formed entirely from golden light . . . The light glowed in the sky and blocked out the stars in the sky . It formed a golden layer of light and descended . The shadows battling the demon army raised their heads . They looked at the golden screen of light . They stood rooted in their positions, almost as if they were mesmerized by it . Then . . . they melted . . . Almost like how ice melts in the presence of sunlight . However, this melting was significantly faster . As the golden screen descended, the black figures became blurry, then transparent before completely disappearing . At that moment, Canyang disappeared as well as his body shot to the sky in a ray of golden light . He left behind a teary Yun Qingwu . . . Master . . .