Chapter 1357: Chapter 1234: The Quiet One Enters the Village
The Quiet One walked forward step by step.
Ao Wushuang faced him directly, not moving a muscle.
“Ao Wushuang, you don’t need to be nervous. Uncle is a good person. He appeared here a few years ago and taught a lot… He also said that I didn’t need to look for you because you would definitely co to find .”
Lu Cailing saw Ao Wushuang, who seed full of tension, and couldn’t help but speak.
But the middle-aged man in the white robe did not stop; he walked into Ao Wushuang’s Path-Scenic Land.
“The Quiet One.”
At this mont, the Divine Jumper, who was originally lying on a chair enjoying a massage from the Thunder Emperor and the Water Emperor, suddenly froze.
“All-knowing, omnipresent… You couldn’t find Ao Wushuang, but you know he’ll definitely co back to find the Little Monkey…”
In this mont, the Divine Jumper was incomparably solemn and said:
“You’ve been waiting all along…”
The Divine Jumper was… truly absent-minded.
“The Lone One is not alone, then the Path of Silence can be broken… you had calculated this long ago, waiting at the end of this sche.”
The Divine Jumper’s face looked extrely grim.
The key to breaking the Path of Silence lies with the Lone One.
The Lone One not being alone breaks the heart of annihilation.
This is an answer the Divine Jumper has pondered for countless ages.
Therefore, when he saw Ao Wushuang and the Nine Layers Black Tower in Ao Wushuang’s Path-Scenic Land, he thought Ao Wushuang was Li Fan’s chosen hidden piece, aid at breaking the Path of Silence.
And now, Ao Wushuang indeed stands at the crossroads of the Supre Path.
But the Quiet One, had long been waiting at this junction.
Moreover, he had already reached Lu Cailing’s side.
Lu Cailing was the key to Ao Wushuang’s Lone One not being alone.
Yet, the Quiet One calmly said:
“Under the law, no one can escape.”
“He cannot, nor can the one his tower shelters.”
At this mont, the black tower suddenly pressed down on the Quiet One.
In the face of this tower, the Quiet One did not personally combat against it but instead waved his hand, bringing a dam’s gaze.
Earlier, when facing the dam thoughts of the Dark Shaman, the Divine Jumper had urged Ao Wushuang to run and he narrowly escaped, for the Divine Jumper knew that it was only the dam that could suppress the Black Small Tower!
Now, the dam appeared!
The hazy shadow, the vast Supre Corpse Sea, a certain mysterious gaze, had already arrived.
The black tower suddenly seed corroded by so force, the few divine layers of its body rusted, cracked, almost destroyed.
The Quiet One waved his hand, the shadow of the dam dissipated.
Then the rusted small tower fell into the hands of the Quiet One.
Afterward, the Quiet One turned and walked out of Ao Wushuang’s Path-Scenic Land.
He did not take back his Fla of Darkness or Dark Rose, nor did he destroy the soul of the Divine Jumper, even ignoring the Lonely Heart Ape.
It seed his only purpose in coming was to take this black small tower.
“Seeing her, you found the aning of your existence, didn’t you?”
The Quiet One spoke to Ao Wushuang, looking at Lu Cailing, saying:
“She is your redemption, your hope, your light.”
He smiled and said:
“I understand your feelings, when the aning of one’s life finally becos clear, it is a happiness that transcends everything.”
“But likewise, being deprived of happiness is also painful.”
He suddenly raised his hand, pointing towards Lu Cailing.
“Uncle…”
Lu Cailing reflexively spoke, but her figure was already fading!
She was executed by the Quiet One, existing no more in this world.
“Little Monkey!”
Ao Wushuang saw this scene, his eyes turned red, and he rushed over, unable to grasp Lu Cailing’s fading shadow.
“Little Monkey…”
Ao Wushuang stood stupefied, trembling, as if the most important thing in life had been taken away.
“Sorry, I am the Quiet One, adept at bestowing tragedy.”
“The story of parting in death is not just for him, but for you as well.”
The Quiet One smiled warmly, his tone so gentle, as if comforting an old friend, saying:
“At the end of the Domain of Utmost Darkness, the dam, there, is the ultimate destination for all life.”
After speaking, the Quiet One’s figure suddenly disappeared.
He took away the Nine Layers Black Tower from Ao Wushuang’s Path-Scenic Land, completely executing Lu Cailing in front of Ao Wushuang.
Then he departed.
…
The waterfall’s roar was deafening.
The Flower-Fruit Mountain was filled with birdsong and floral scent.
Ao Wushuang stood dazedly, his eyes filled with a kind of confusion, a kind of despair, followed by unparalleled rage!
“Little Monkey…”
“Little Monkey!”
He roared towards the sky, at this mont, with a hatred that could drive one mad!
“Domain of Utmost Darkness, dam at the end…”
Tears rolled down his face as he said:
“Ao Wushuang will not attack the dam…swears not to be human!”
The supre aura shook the heavens and earth!
The passing of Lu Cailing took away the aning of his life, his heart filled instead with the fire of rage.
“There is still anger, but when you see the dam, even the anger will disappear. At that ti, I fear you will beco the next Quiet One…”
The Divine Jumper muttered.
His old eyes showed a sorrowful pallor!
The Lone One, the Quiet One’s eldest disciple, was once the most likely to beco the second Quiet One.
Through the ages, the Lone One was changed, regarded as a pawn in breaking the Path of Silence.
But now the Quiet One easily returned Ao Wushuang’s fate to the path of the Quiet One.
Ao Wushuang lost Lu Cailing, rage and vengeance beca his last bastion.
However, when facing the dam, a person’s rage would extinguish, and despair would arise.
Then, Ao Wushuang…
Would also beco the Quiet One.
…
In the small mountain village.
“So many good things!”
“Tsk, so many supre-grade ingredients, we can have a good feast!”
“Don’t waste them, save so. It won’t be so easy to get these again later.”
The village was bustling, the villagers preparing for a feast.
Uncle Zhang sharpened his knife, slaughtering supre creatures one after another.
Auntie Wang, with several farmwives, washed vegetables and cut at with great speed.
The leader of the children, Wang Xiao’er, led Er Ya and others running around, playing boisterously.
This scene seed like a world apart; previously, the whole village descending, attacking the third-ranked Black Ancestral Darkness was utterly different from these seemingly simple villagers.
In this small mountain village, even though they were awakened, they still lived ordinary lives.
Enjoying the mundane excitent amid the worldly smoke and fire.
“Cook the at a little softer, without cultivation, it’ll take a lot of effort to chew.”
The Second Elder cheerfully spoke from the side.
Now, he had entirely beco a mortal, yet his attitude hadn’t changed a bit, always the sa as before.
…
And at this mont.
Outside the small mountain village.
A middle-aged man in a white robe walked out from the rolling black mist.
He looked at the small mountain village before him, his eyes showing a faint smile.
“His parting in death is approaching, after the parting, only rage remains, and he will return to extinction in front of the dam.”
He walked into the small mountain village.
The Quiet One entered the village.
At that mont, in the small mountain village, the villagers who were bustling and preparing for a feast all suddenly fell to the ground one by one.
They seed to be unconscious, as if asleep.
Wherever the Quiet One passed, even the green grass turned desolate.
He walked through the fallen crowds, not even sparing a glance at the corpses of the Dark Supre.
He walked straight up to the small courtyard.
He looked at the door plaque, staring at the words Wu’er Xianting for a long, long ti.
“The host is not at ho, entering uninvited would be too much of an intrusion.”
“I ca for the lamp, please send it out.”
He spoke.
…
Goodnight.
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