Chapter 972 – Survivors Returning to the Team

　　Wu Xiangnan clutched the hilt of his sword with both hands, two black suns blazing in his eyes, and the Sun Laws in his body surged into Susanoo’s body along the hilt of his sword.

　　Bang–!

　　Wu Xiangnan’s left hand exploded into a cloud of blood mist, turning into a thousand strands of white silk and disappearing without a trace.

　　His eyes flickered with a fierce killing intent as he clenched his teeth, holding the hilt of the Heavenly Clouds Sword in his right hand, he slashed downwards along the throat of the man of Suzaku!

　　The sharp sword body chopped through the huge body, leaving a shocking sword mark, Wu Xiangnan landed on the ground with the sword in his hand, and the Heavenly Clouds Sword in his hand was already stained red with blood.

　　Hot divine blood from the air sprinkled down, the body of light blue cloak stained with blood color, Wu Xiangnan raised his head, looked at the sun law under the rapid extinction of the vitality of the man of Suzaku, his eyes slowly closed ……

　　He took a deep breath and let it out in a long exhale that

　　The depression and hatred that had haunted him all these years dissipated with this mouthful of filthy air.

　　This moment, he had waited for almost ten years.

　　”I killed him.” Wu Xiangnan muttered.

　　”Unfortunately, you can no longer see it ……”

　　Boom-!

　　Susanoo’s huge body crashed to the ground with a loud bang, rolling smoke and dust flew up, blowing the light blue cloak over.

　　A blood mist burst out from Wu Xiangnan’s right arm, his flesh and blood dissipated, his figure became transparent again, and the blood-stained Heavenly Clouds Sword in his hand also fell into the earth, deep into the soil.

　　The two figures, Dark Gray and Crimson, walked behind him.

　　Wang Mian and Lin Qiye glanced at each other, their expressions were somewhat complicated, but neither of them bothered the man who stood in front of Susanoo’s corpse, muttering to himself.

　　Clump after clump of blood mist exploded on Wu Xiangnan’s body as his figure gradually dissipated, and eventually, he slowly turned back to the man who was already thirty-four or thirty-five years old, and his eyes already contained tears.

　　He looked at Lin Qiye and Wang Mian and smiled:

　　”Thank you.”

　　”There’s no need to thank us, you’ve been preparing for ten years alone, boldly plotting and not leaving any retreats, to be able to come this far is what you deserve.” Wang Mian couldn’t help but feel emotional, “To behead a god with a mortal body, you, Wu Xiangnan, are the first …… and perhaps the last in the world.”

　　Three divine artifacts, three forbidden spell spell formations, a human ceiling, an agent who was increased to the divine realm by a bushel, and an immortal swordsman who briefly gained the power of the law by being reborn …… Many factors were fused together, and it took a bumpy ride to barely kill a god.

　　This process could not be replicated, could not be repeated.

　　Wu Xiangnan looked at Lin Qiye, his eyes gentle and incomparable, ”Seven Nights, when all the things are done, if you have time, go back to Cangnan to take a look …… Red Tassel, Prayer Mo, they’re all waiting for us to go.

　　At that time, if they ask about me, just say ……”

　　Wu Xiangnan lowered his head, looked at his soon to dissipate body, and smiled bitterly, “Just say that I’m a bit busy, and won’t be able to return for a while.”

　　A wave of sourness rolled over Lin Qiye’s heart, he looked at Wu Xiangnan, overlapping that weathered face with that vice-captain in Cangnan’s firm, and nodded heavily.

　　”Don’t worry, I will go back.”

　　Wu Xiangnan gave him a deep look, like an old father who witnessed his child’s growth, his eyes filled with relief and pride.

　　”I’m leaving.”

　　Wu Xiangnan turned his head, dragging his soon-to-be-dissipated form towards somewhere in the High Heavenly Plains, as if he was searching for something.

　　A hazy mist of blood enveloped his body, and a single white thread drifted out, the figure that was infinitely close to being transparent eventually stopping at some broken earth.

　　He slowly crouched down, his blood-stained light blue cloak draped over the ground, his eyes gazing into the nothingness at his feet as he closed them.

　　Here, was where his teammates were buried.

　　It was also his final destination.

　　Bang-!

　　The last cloud of blood mist burst out, and Wu Xiangnan’s body transformed into white silk threads, fading away a little bit, as he opened his lips lightly and spoke with a smile:

　　”[Blue Rain] Squad survivor Wu Xiangnan, requesting to return to the squad ……”

　　His last murmur echoed in the air.

　　The blood-stained light blue cloak gently drifted down on the earth, like an unmarked tombstone engraved with meritorious deeds, causing the dead souls buried here to fall into eternal slumber.

　　Pale golden shimmering light enveloped Lin Qiye and Wang Mian’s figures as they looked at the drifting blue cloak in the distance, falling into silence at the same time.

　　”[Blue Rain] Squad, in the end, completely disappeared ……” Lin Qiye let out a long sigh.

　　”[Blue Rain] won’t disappear, their names, will be forever engraved on top of the Night’s Watch’s square monument.”

　　”Square monument?”

　　”At the Night’s Watch headquarters, there is a square stele that records the team names of all special squads, and when a special squad disappears or is disbanded, their names, as well as the feats they have obtained, will be engraved on it.” A touch of bitterness surfaced at the corner of Wang Mask’s mouth.

　　”Now, it’s time for [Mask] to be engraved on it as well.”

　　Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, “But you, the captain of [Mask], is still alive, the number shouldn’t be canceled, right?”

　　”A [Mask] that is only me can no longer be considered a [Mask].” Wang Mask shook his head, “At this point, we can no longer hold on to the number, but rather we have to pass it on and let fresher blood flow in …… just like the [Blue Rain] back then.

　　If Wu Xiangnan hadn’t canceled [Blue Rain] 005’s number back then, there wouldn’t have been any of you [Night Shade].

　　After engraving the [Mask]’s name on the upper monument, I believe that it won’t take long for a brand new 004 special squad to appear in Daxia, and they will perhaps be more hopeful and energetic than us.”

　　”…… I understand.”

　　Lin Qiye had mixed feelings in his heart.

　　The square monument engraved with the team names of the disbanded special squads?…… I wonder if years later, the name of the [Night Curtain] will also be engraved on it?

　　At that time, what kind of feats and legends will be left behind their names?

　　Perhaps after that, the 005 belonging to them will also be passed on, and a brand new young special squad will carry their will and hope and rise strongly.

　　Perhaps this was the destiny of special squads.

　　”I’m going to get something.”

　　Wang Mian said, took a step to the front of Susanoo’s body, reached out and fumbled around in his chest for a long time, and pulled out a red hook jade with a broken corner.

　　The moment he saw this hook jade, Wang Mian’s gaze brightened up.

　　Takatenkara Divine Artifact, Eight Feet of Qiong Hook Jade.

　　This, was what the God of Time had asked him to obtain.

　　Wang Mian put this hook jade away and immediately joined Lin Qiye in rushing towards the gate of the High Heavenly Plains.

　　But before they could get far away, the second red moon that hung under the sky suddenly blossomed with a blinding light!