Chapter 1070 – The Daybreak

　　Demon, Buddha light, these two very different things rubbed and collided with each other in his body, incompatible with each other.

　　Sun Wukong half-kneeled on the ground, a face violently twisted under the torment of the two forces.

　　Behind him, Lin Qiye saw this scene, and shock surfaced in his eyes.

　　He who had experienced the Great Sage Possession was very clear about what kind of torture these two very different forces were to the soul, and although Sun Wukong was now cultivated and his divine soul was incomparably strong, and wouldn’t be dispersed under the mutual repulsion of the two forces, that kind of pain couldn’t be wiped away.

　　That feeling as if the soul was going to be torn in half was enough to drive anyone insane.

　　Demonic Qi and Buddhist Light intertwined within Sun Wukong’s body as he clenched his teeth and slowly rose from the ground.

　　The Heavenly Court was destroyed, all the gods of the Great Summer withered away, between this vast expanse of heaven and earth, he was the only god left, hatred and anger filled his chest, even though the heaven and earth were so big, in his eyes, he was left with only one place to return to.

　　The pair of furious eyes stared dead at the rolling mists in front of him, flashing with unprecedented killing intent and madness.

　　”Misty …… old me just want to see, what kind of thing are you!”

　　He held the golden hoop stick between his palms, the terrifying aura of a half devil, half Buddha raging between heaven and earth, as he fiercely took a step out, endless clouds of qi churning under his feet, carrying his body as he rushed towards the mists without any hesitation.

　　He passed through the invisible wall of miracles and his figure completely disappeared into the mists.

　　As he disappeared, the nine Zhen Guo Divine Monuments, gradually faded into the mortal world’s view, and the invisible Wall of Miracles, eternally sheltering the entire territory of the Grand Xia, warded off the deadly mists.

　　In the dead silence of the heavens and earth, only the endless whimpering of the wind remained.

　　A crimson figure stood beside the corpses of Piggy and Sha Wujing, before the magnificent misty border, like a statue, quietly standing in place.

　　One minute, two minutes ……

　　I don’t know how long it took, he could no longer hold back the pain within him, angrily let out a low roar, and slammed his fist into the snow beneath him, the snowflakes in the sky flew up, and a deep sense of powerlessness surfaced on that face that looked hideous due to its painful distortions.

　　Lin Qiye fell to his knees on top of the snowy plain, and his mind was filled with images of the gods of Da Xia crashing into the divine monument like moths to a flame, the Queen Mother of the West, the Jade Cauldron Goddess, the Fengdu Emperor, and Yang Jian……. His mind always echoed with that loud and clear sky, full of death-defying oaths.

　　Eventually, it was as if he saw another scene of Sun Wukong’s eyes with a hint of hope gradually turning to despair and collapse.

　　”FUCK!!!” With his hands buried in the thick snow, he opened his mouth and let out a fierce roar.

　　DAMN!!!

　　Damn it! It was obvious that he couldn’t change anything! Why even witness this!

　　Time silhouette like a tide faded, outside the border of the dark fog, gradually returned to gray and white, lying on the ground “mysterious” corpses, along with the bodies of Piggy and Sha Wujing, as well as the body of the halo stained with a pool of blood, little by little disappeared without a trace.

　　Kunlun Mirror’s time re-reflection power, to this will be completely interrupted.

　　The dusky sky disappeared without a trace, replaced by a dark as ink night color.

　　I don’t know when it was, between heaven and earth, there was not a single ray of light, endless darkness covered every corner of the Pamir Plateau, like an abyss of despair and death.

　　Lin Qiye knelt down in the middle of the snow, oblivious to everything around him.

　　Right at this moment, countless crisp sword chimes exploded from somewhere in the nothingness, and they were mixed in with the whistling cold wind, just like sad and agonizing wails.

　　Lin Qiye was stunned, he raised his head blankly and looked around, his right palm gently pressed against his chest.

　　He did not know, where these sword sounds came from, but he could clearly sense that in this endless sword sound, it contained the same emotions as his …… grief, unwillingness, and anger!

　　Swords …… also have emotions?

　　At this moment, Lin Qiye looked like he realized something and lowered his head to murmur:

　　”Everything under the sky, all have spirituality, the sword is the first of all soldiers, the spirituality is even more so …… The only way to forge the soul with the intention to make it view the emotions, the emotions and the sword, cast the sword to open the blade, in order to be able to have the spirituality of the gods.”

　　Those were the words that the Queen Mother of the West had told him, and the reason why she had reproduced all the images from before.

　　She was allowing the sword to view emotions, using the dead will of the countless Great Summer Gods who had sacrificed their bodies to turn the monument into a sword to infect the spiritual sword and forge a sword to open the blade for it!

　　Thousands of sword chimes echoed in Lin Qiye’s ears, and he could clearly sense the resonance of each sword with his own emotions; they weren’t just swords, they were spectators and participants in this grand epic.

　　Lin Qiye could even feel that their sword calls were also filled with the exact same death wish as the Great Summer Gods!

　　”…… Bless my Great Xia multitudes with peace for all ages!”

　　Although the swords were silent, their love was as deep as the sea.

　　Just as Lin Qiye was resonating with the emotions of the many ancient swords, a figure stepped out of the snowflake-flecked nothingness and stood in front of him.

　　Her gilt and purple patterned divine robe gently swayed in the wind, and wearing a golden crown on her head, the Queen Mother of the West stretched out her hand and helped Lin Qiye, who had fallen to his knees, up, and gently patted away the snowflakes on his cloak, a touch of gentleness surfacing in her beautiful eyes, which were spinning with streams of light.

　　”Queen Mother ……” Lin Qiye opened his mouth, somewhat hoarsely.

　　”You don’t need to blame yourself, this is my Grand Xia’s history from a hundred years ago, it can’t be changed …… You’re just witnessing everything once again.” Queen Mother West’s voice was soft and gentle.

　　A touch of bitterness surfaced on Lin Qiye’s face.

　　Even if he knew that everything that had just happened was just an illusion, to Lin Qiye who was in it, it was a real experience, his sadness, his guilt, his unwillingness, and his anger …… all of which were real.

　　Only after personally experiencing all of this, he truly understands what kind of weight is hidden behind the four words “self collapse of cultivation, turn the monument to subdue the country”.

　　His fists clenched uncontrollably.

　　Right at this moment, the Queen Mother of the West seemed to have sensed something and turned her head, looking to the east.

　　”Lin Qiye, look.” The Queen Mother of the West spoke softly.

　　Lin Qiye looked up and saw a shimmering light, faintly swirling out from between the snowy mountain peaks in the east, and a splash of fish-belly white climbed up into the pitch-black night sky, dispelling the endless darkness and abyss.

　　”What’s wrong, Mother?” He asked in disbelief.

　　”It’s dawn.” The Queen Mother of the West gazed at the sunrise and spoke calmly:

　　”The era that belongs to us …… should also return.”

　　Lin Qiye froze, then as if he thought of something, he once again looked in the direction of the rising sun.

　　Today, it was the day the devil training ended.

　　It was also the final …… tenth day.