YM778.TV Chapter 620: 620 Despair_1
But what’s amazing is… that in the barren Spirit Domain, there actually was a strong being comparable to a Deifying one!
Her name was Ling Yuyan.
The people of this Spirit Domain didn’t call her Deifying, but ‘Earthly Immortal’.
“Master, is Yuyan really as incredible as the legends say?”
“Of course, Yuyan has lived for over six thousand years. Three thousand years ago, she proved her Dao with the sword. That thousand-ren cliff outside Immortal Mountain was carved out by her single sword strike.”
“Wow, that’s really amazing.”
“You should cherish this opportunity. As the only Earthly Immortal of our time, if it were not for her nearing breakthrough to the void, you might never have the chance to meet her in your life.”
Below a High Mountain, there was a constant stream of people.
A few young boys and girls were chatting excitedly with an old man with white hair.
“So many people!”
“Look, they can fly!”
These young boys and girls were excitedly watching their surroundings, clearly witnessing such a bustling scene for the first time.
In the sky, streaks of light occasionally shot across.
Seeing people fly for the first time, these youngsters’ eyes widened in awe.
Around this High Mountain, there were many other young boys and girls just like them.
Three days later, the only Earthly Immortal of our time, Ling Yuyan, who had lived for more than six thousand years, was going to slash the heavens with her sword from the peak of Immortal Mountain and ascend to immortality in one stroke.
In everyone’s eyes, this Earthly Immortal, Ling Yuyan, was just one step away from being an Immortal.
Three thousand years ago, when she proved her Dao with the sword, the thousand-ren cliff she split with one strike was the extreme limit of human effort.
Every time someone saw that cliff, they would be dumbfounded, marveling that a human being could possess such immense power!
“Look, the cliff!”
Finally, the cliff was in sight.
A girl pointed towards the thousand-ren cliff.
The others looked over.
“Wow!”
Each of them craned their necks back in awe.
Just ahead, the towering Immortal Mountain was split right down the middle.
Creating a cliff thousands of kilometers high.
The cliff face was incredibly smooth, with not even the slightest protrusion.
Even more so like a mirror.
The reason for this was that the cliff had been split by a single sword strike! Many of the young boys and girls were shocked by the sight.
They had heard about this cliff, but witnessing it for the first time still left them utterly astounded.
They couldn’t even cut through larger stones with one sword stroke.
Yet, with Yuyan’s single strike, the High Mountain before her sword was like tofu.
Slashed neat and even.
For a moment, in the place where the cliff was just within view, countless boys and girls stood rooted to the spot.
As still as statues.
“Come on, let’s find a better spot to watch from.”
The old man urged them on.
This brought the few young boys and girls he had brought back to their senses.
Once again, they set off towards the cliff.
The cliff was imposing and seemed very close.
But after several hours, they finally arrived at the base of the cliff.
Here, many people had already gathered.
“Why do I feel like the wind here is as sharp as needles?”
“I have the same feeling, it’s like cold needles are pricking my skin.”
“This isn’t wind, this is the Sword Intent left by Yuyan after she proved her Dao with the sword!”
“My goodness, does Sword Intent not dissipate even after three thousand years?”
Many of the boys and girls were astonished once again.
“Not just that it doesn’t dissipate after three thousand years, if you get any closer, you’ll realize how terrifying this Sword Intent really is.”
An elder said.
His gaze was fixed on the front of the cliff.
Now, they were still about a dozen kilometers away from the cliff.
If they moved forward, one could see that the closer to the cliff, the fewer the people became.
Some were even seated in meditation there, apparently cultivating with the aid of Yuyan’s Sword Intent.
More and more people kept streaming in.
Beneath the cliff, the crowd grew larger.
Finally, the third day arrived.
When the first rays of sunlight shone down in the early morning.
“She’s coming, she’s coming~”
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Someone shouted.
Other people looked up one after another and saw a figure appear at the summit of Immortal Mountain.
From such a distance, the figure seemed extremely tiny.
But their aura, was incredibly astonishing!
“Fairy Yuyan!”
Many young men and women felt their spirits lift.
They had finally seen one of the legendary Earthly Immortals.
If nothing went wrong, this would likely be the only chance of their lifetime.
Fairy Yuyan didn’t speak, nor did she indicate any intention to greet the innumerable people below.
Instead…
She drew her sword facing the morning sun!
She slowly drew her long sword.
The morning sun’s light shone upon the blade, reflecting onto her stunningly beautiful face.
Highlighting the resolute look in her eyes.
Once this sword was drawn, there was no turning back.
This sword, must win!
Thus, with sword drawn from its sheath, facing the morning sun, she slashed at the azure sky!
The Sword Qi, thousands of miles long, seemed to split the sky in two!
Below the cliff, countless onlookers, regardless of gender or age, at that moment, all held their breath.
Their mouths agape.
They couldn’t even utter a gasp.
This scene, was too shocking for them.
So the lines in the poem about the Sword Qi so bright it chills nineteen states, were true!
Who could withstand such a sword?
Beneath one sword’s might, the chaotic affairs of the world, all its myriad changes, all calmed to a still.
No wonder, at the word of Immortal Mountain, nations bowed their heads in submission.
Even a stone falling from Immortal Mountain could cause emperors to lose sleep.
“Today, Fairy Yuyan slashed the azure sky, and within a single day, unleashed a hundred swords, eventually making a crevice in the heavens…”
As night fell, a historian wrote furiously.
A deep fissure appeared in the sky, as if it had been split in two by Fairy Yuyan.
Even though night had descended, the crack remained unmistakably clear.
Fairy Yuyan had already entered the fissure.
“I wonder if the Fairy has ascended to immortality?”
Countless people still gazed up at the sky.
“Naturally, the Fairy has broken through the void and left this world, for there are no more immortals.”
An old man was five parts relieved, three parts regretful.
And two parts contemplative.
“How could this be?”
No one knew.
At that moment, Ling Yuyan stood in the void, staring into the boundless expanse of nothingness, with a look of bewilderment in her eyes.
Darkness and silence surrounded her.
The cold came from all directions.
There was no life.
There was no Spiritual Qi.
Even.
There was no light!
Despair slowly encircled her.
Three thousand years of proving the Tao, six thousand years of slashing at the heavens, at last, breaking through the void.
But what awaited her was not ascension to immortality.
It was such a scene of despair.
Before slashing at the heavens, Ling Yuyan had envisioned many possibilities.
Breaking through the void, and transforming into an immortal.
That was what old tales had chronicled.
But since ancient times, Earthly Immortal were pitifully scarce.
There were others who had cleaved the heavens, but after they departed, they vanished without a trace, like stones sinking into the ocean, without any news.
As the world changed, like the sea into mulberry fields.
The cultivators of the world became increasingly weak.
The whole world seemed to have entered the Age of Dharma-Ending.
For tens of thousands of years, no Earthly Immortals had been born.