Chapter 197: Ye Guyi's Eve of the Final Battle
Under the dark red sky, the destructive energy turbulence slowly subsided, leaving only the scorching heat of sulfur and the faint fragrance remaining after the divine purification lingering in the air.
The last traces of Zhongli Wu's existence had been completely erased by the holy light, and along with that nauseating evil god's pressure, they vanished into thin air.
In the center of the battlefield, Ye Guyi panted slightly, holding the shimmering Angel Sword, her golden eyes reflecting the embers of the god-slaying battle that had just occurred.
Slaying a true god-level evil entity with a demigod body was a massive drain and trial for her, even with the advantage of the holy sword.
Just as she was calming the slightly fluctuating divine power within her body, a low dragon roar that was no longer filled with violence caught her attention.
She turned her head and saw that the massive dark-gold Bone Dragon King skeleton had not collapsed or dissipated with Zhongli Wu's death; instead, it stood quietly on the scorched earth.
The two clusters of golden-red soul fire in its eye sockets were no longer leaping frantically; instead, like a candle in the wind, they revealed an indescribably complex emotion—the confusion after breaking free from shackles, the sorrow of looking back at the past, and even more, a deep exhaustion.
The Bone Dragon King slowly lowered its head, its massive, hollow eye sockets "looking" toward Ye Guyi.
It didn't make a sound, nor could it, but the light of those two soul fires seemed to speak.
It raised a massive skeletal claw, its movements slow and stiff; it first lightly tapped the spot on its chest where its heart had long been lost, then slowly pointed toward Ye Guyi, and finally, the claw spread open as if displaying something, or perhaps pleading for something.
Immediately after, its massive body leaned forward slightly, its huge head lowered in a nearly prostrate posture, but there was no submission in that gesture—only an entrustment and... a petition.
Ye Guyi was stunned. Looking at the soul fire in the Bone Dragon King's eyes, filled with human-like struggle and entreaty, and then at its skeletal claw pointing at her and then spreading open, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning: "It... wants me... to purify it? To grant it total release?"
This guess made her heartstrings tremble slightly. This Bone Dragon King must have been an extremely powerful member of the dragon race in life, yet after death, it was refined into a killing tool for others to command, its soul suffering through torment and defilement.
Although it had briefly broken free from its shackles, existing in this half-dead skeletal form was perhaps the true pain for it; complete purification and dissipation, returning to heaven and earth, was instead the final home it yearned for.
Seeing the soul fire filled with entreaty, a flash of pity crossed Ye Guyi's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by determination. Giving eternal rest to these long-suffering souls was also one of the duties of an angel.
She took a deep breath and raised the Angel Sword in her hand, pointing the tip at the Bone Dragon King. She didn't speak, for any words would be redundant at this moment; she simply infused her divine power, mixed with a solemn sense of compassion, slowly into the holy sword.
This time, what the Angel Sword emitted was not a scorching and oppressive light of judgment, but a warm, soft, milky-white glow filled with the meaning of comfort and redemption. The light flowed out like moonlight, gently enveloping the Bone Dragon King's massive skeleton.
"Chii..."
There was no fierce confrontation, no screams of pain. When the milky-white holy light touched the dark-gold bones, it made a faint sound, like snow and ice melting.
The Bone Dragon King's body shook slightly, but it wasn't pain; instead, it was like the comfort of rain after a long drought. Under the bath of holy light, the golden-red soul fire in its eye sockets gradually became peaceful and serene. The struggle and malice completely dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief and liberation.
Starting from where it touched the holy light, its skeleton began to turn bit by bit into pure specks of light, drifting upward like fireflies. This process was slow and solemn, like a silent farewell ceremony. The Bone Dragon King maintained its head-bowed posture until its massive body completely dissipated into the milky-white halo.
In the end, only an exceptionally pure orb of energy remained in its place, floating quietly and emitting a soft light. Before completely dissipating, those two soul fires flickered very slightly toward Ye Guyi, as if in a final gesture of thanks, before merging completely into heaven and earth, leaving no trace.
Ye Guyi stared blankly at the spot where the Bone Dragon King had dissipated, the light of the holy sword in her hand gradually fading. An indescribable emotion welled up in her heart—not the joy of victory, but a heavy sense of reflection.
Destroying evil was her mission, but witnessing a suffering soul finally find liberation left her silent for a moment with a complex heart.
"You did well."
A calm voice sounded from behind her. At some point, Lei Chen's figure had quietly appeared there. His gaze swept over the purified land, finally landing on Ye Guyi's slightly dazed profile.
"Don't overthink it." Lei Chen's tone remained indifferent, yet it seemed to see through one's heart. "You gave it the liberation it yearned for; for it, this is the best ending. It departed with gratitude toward you, not resentment. This karma is now resolved." His words were like a clear spring, washing away the inexplicable stagnation in Ye Guyi's heart. She slowly turned around to look at Lei Chen, her eyes gradually regaining their clarity and determination.
Lei Chen continued, "You helped it find liberation, and in return, it has gifted you its final power. Take this power and complete the final mission to wipe out the ultimate evil. This is also its wish."
Ye Guyi nodded heavily, the last bit of confusion completely vanishing. Only a rock-solid determination remained in her golden eyes. "I understand! Guyi will not fail the mission!"
She no longer hesitated, turning her gaze toward the two clusters of energy floating in the air—one was the pure and majestic source energy left after purifying Zhongli Wu, which, though cleansed of evil will, still emitted powerful energy fluctuations; the other was the pure energy left by the Bone Dragon King, which was gentler but possessed a unique spirituality.
Ye Guyi first pointed the Angel Sword at the energy cluster transformed from Zhongli Wu. The holy sword seemed to sense the attraction of a similar power and hummed slightly. The blade generated a suction force, slowly drawing in the purified source energy of the evil god, absorbing it into the blade like a whale siphoning water. The light on the holy sword became increasingly brilliant and restrained at a visible rate, and the gem at the crossguard shimmered with vibrant colors, as if undergoing some deep-level transformation and recovery.
At the same time, Ye Guyi sat down cross-legged, guiding the pure energy left by the Bone Dragon King and slowly absorbing it into her body.
As soon as this energy entered her body, it turned into a warm current, quickly merging into her limbs and bones, blending perfectly with her demigod-level divine power. This energy not only strengthened her divine power but also seemed to be subtly tempering her constitution and broadening her perception of the energy of heaven and earth.
She could feel her cultivation steadily advancing toward a higher level, her state fuller than ever before.
Against the dark red backdrop of the Demon Space, the young girl held her sword and absorbed the power of the evil god while bathing in the glow of the Dragon King's gift, forming a strange and powerful scene.
On the eve of the final battle, power was undergoing its final accumulation and sublimation.
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