Chapter 729 - Drawing Eyebrows
Chapter 729 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" opens revealing intense scenes: âListening to this song, is already enough,âZhuang Chenggan softly said in the endless darkness.âI no... Keep reading!
âListening to this song, is already enough,âZhuang Chenggan softly said in the endless darkness.
âI no longer have more time to keep you company.â
His voice, for a fleeting moment, was unbelievably tender.
But when he withdrew his gaze, it was extremely resolute.
As the gaze was retracted, the singing figure had already disappeared, along with the weeping willows, along with the light.
âThis worldâŚ
is interesting,â
Zhuang Chenggan said indifferently, now his voice back to being cold.
From the beginning to the end, he had never fallen into it, he merely indulged in a momentâs tenderness within the Asking Heart Disaster!
And now he took a step forward.
The endless darkness began to recede, as if frightened by his might.
The world was bright, the fields vast and empty.
The voice from the Mirror World did not appear again.
Because Zhuang Chenggan had not truly overcome the Asking Heart Disaster.
But he broke the Asking Heart Disaster!
Inside Tongtian Palace.
The Lovesickness Sword Spirit slashed at the Dark Candle, while the candlelight flickered eerily, darting unpredictably.
One in pursuit and the other fleeing, they tumbled up and down within the grand and high-reaching Tongtian Palace.
The Dark Candle did not counterattack, but the Sword Spirit seemed to have a hard time extinguishing it completely.
In a certain instant, Jiang Wangâs God Soul Origin returned to the Godâs Inner Mansion of Tongtian Palace, seizing the Sword Spirit with one hand, and struck a decisive blow with the sword, aimed directly at the Dark Candle!
He took the initiative by leveraging the Red Mirrorâs power, intent on shattering Zhuang Chengganâs refuge, to secure victory.
Jiang Wang, having overcome the Asking Heart Disaster, had a Spirit that was stronger than ever before.
With the sword in hand, he possessed the might that suggested nothing could withstand his slash, furthermore suppressing with the force of Tongtian Palace.
The usually agile Dark Candle was suddenly penned in, unable to escape left or right.
And the Longsword was upon it!
At that moment, the candlelight flickered, and a hand reached out, grasping straight toward the Sword Spirit.
Zhuang Chenggan had also returned!
The Asking Heart Disaster had not been able to stop him.
Unlike Jiang Wang, who had fumbled through, he had seen through the Asking Heart Disaster from the beginning; he seemed lost only because he didnât want to wake up so quickly.
Even knowing it was a dream, he was willing to dream it.
Facing Zhuang Chengganâs suddenly extended hand, Jiang Wang decisively retracted his sword and retreated.
Since Zhuang Chenggan had returned in time, breaking the Dark Candle was no longer possible.
Indeed, overcoming the Asking Heart Disaster had once again intensified Jiang Wangâs Spirit, narrowing the gap with Zhuang Chenggan.
But Jiang Wang still did not believe he was a match for Zhuang Chenggan.
If a plan fails, he decisively abandons it.
Now is not the time for a life and death struggle.
Thereâs still a chance!
His goal was to buy time, to continue seeking a turn of events.
And Zhuang Chenggan, of course, was unwilling to delay further, manifesting his true form and descending through the air, a palm dropping from the sky, as if the heavens were collapsing.
Facing this terrifying blow, Jiang Wang almost felt as if Tongtian Palace was collapsing, as if in the next moment, he would be ground to dust.
There was no avoiding it, no conceding it.
Thus, Jiang Wang moved forward, Jiang Wang swung his sword.
Then there would be no evasion, no yielding, life and death at odds!
Just at this moment, an unexpected change occurred.
Jiang Wangâs Flesh Body was beside the Glazed Glass Coffin.
And within the Glazed Glass Coffin, the chains suddenly snapped, with the charms turning to ash.
The possessed Song Wanxi leapt up, her eyes filled with madness as they fixated on Jiang Wang.
âZhuang!â
She let out a muffled yet hate-filled roar.
On those hands as delicate as carved white jade, her nails grew fiercely long!
With one pounce, she came at him!
The entire Glazed Glass Coffin couldnât withstand the force and exploded into countless fragments.
The stone platform also began crumbling, stones flying off, unable to bear the pressure.
Before even getting close, Jiang Wangâs body felt an intense pain, as if about to split apart into pieces.
As if his end had come!
Caught off guard by this disaster, Jiang Wang and Zhuang Chenggan, locked in a decisive battle within Tongtian Palace, separated with an unspoken accord.
They had only this single body; if the Flesh Body were destroyed, they would both be annihilated.
Jiang Wang immediately took control of the body, retreating frantically.
But he couldnât get away!
The turn of events had indeed occurred, but it was not the one he had been waiting for.
Song Wanxiâs claw locked in all of his space for evasion, sealing both his intent and momentum.
This was a tremendous disparity in power.
As Zhuang Chenggan said, Song Wanxi possessed the form of a True Demon.
She was on the brink of death when she transformed, a state close to death, unable to retain her consciousness and memory, which prevented her from becoming a True Demon.
Even without consciousness, her strength alone was nearly enough to crush Jiang Wang.
The claw wind faced him; it seemed he would be easily torn to shreds.
In this moment of danger, Jiang Wangâs right arm moved.
In his right arm, he held the Lovesickness Sword.
His right arm had been possessed by Zhuang Chenggan in the previous struggle.
Thus, a sword thrust diagonally.
It was merely a thrust.
The most basic, the most common sword technique.
But this was also a thrust that pierced through the essence, a strike that reached the truth.
It shattered the massive shadow of the claw, sliced off the sharp and long nails, cutting off Song Wanxiâs offensive.
Song Wanxiâs claw descended like a boulder from the sky, yet it was easily sent flying by a single sword stroke.
With merely the cultivation of the Godâs Inner Mansion and using only one arm, he did what Jiang Wang could never do himself; this was the vast disparity of realms.
In this instant, Jiang Wang had the thought, âOnly by surrendering my body to Zhuang Chenggan can I escape with my life.â
He immediately crushed this thought.
Perhaps that way he could save his flesh body, but his spirit would certainly not survive.
The outcome would be no better than a shattered flesh body.
This thought must have been induced by Zhuang Chengganâs secret technique.
âIf you resort to any methods again, I will cooperate with her to kill me!â Inside Tongtian Palace, Jiang Wang said fiercely.
Zhuang Chenggan did not pick up on this conversational thread, only saying, âShe has power close to that of a True Demon; one arm is not enough.â
He understood Jiang Wang all too well; someone like Jiang Wang would only die in battle, never commit suicide.
Jiang Wang also knew this about himself and did not continue to argue, coldly replying, âThatâs your problem, I canât give up any more.â
âOnly I can stop her.â
They negotiated inside Tongtian Palace, while the demon-possessed Song Wanxi did not care at all and had already returned in an instant.
She was dressed in magnificent palace attire, her features stunning.
But her eyes were crazy, one handâs nails had been cut off, while the other handâs nails remained sharp as knives.
At this moment, her long hair flew wildly, and Demonic Qi rolled tumultuously, as she pounced with another claw.
Indeed, she seemed to have no consciousness, acting as if solely on instinct.
The previous claw utilized purely physical strength, and after being cut off, she seemed to instinctively start using Demonic Qi.
Once the Demonic Qi was activated, its power changed in an instant.
If the previous Song Wanxi was a boulder, now she was a mountain!
The Demonic Qi slithered like snakes, coiling and shooting forward even before the claw landed.
âYou must let me take over the body immediately, or else youâre as good as dead!â Zhuang Chengganâs voice roared in Tongtian Palace.
Jiang Wang remained silent.
The Demonic Qi was closing in.
Zhuang Chenggan immediately offered a deal, âI swear on my Dao heart that after repelling her, the flesh body will be returned to you.
We will fight for it again.â
Jiang Wang relinquished control.
In an instant, the eyes of the refined young man changed.
They held a look of disdain, dignity, and complexity.
And the demon-possessed Song Wanxi, to her fury, roared once moreâ
âZhuang!â
âAm I your deepest obsession?â
âZhuang Chengganâ murmured softly, stepping forward.
âAm I the person you love the most and thus the one you hate the most?â
He stepped forward, sword in hand.
A single stroke was enough to sever the snake-like Demonic Qi, and in one step he confronted Song Wanxi.
Song Wanxiâs claw surged with Demonic Qi, covering her face as it came at him.
âZhuang Chengganâ swung his sword, naturally breaking through the Demonic Qi.
âTo file your nails for you.â
The sharp and long nails were cut off, neat and even.
He sheathed his sword, already standing face to face with Song Wanxi, two fingers dripping round beads of blood.
That was the blood from the heart of this body, placed on Song Wanxiâs brows.
His voice was gentle as his fingers lightly brushed past.
âTo draw your beautiful brows for you.â
With this stroke, Song Wanxiâs eyes, filled with madness, suddenly closed.
Two hundred and eighteen years in demon possession, her eyes, always half-open, closed at this moment!
And with a light press, âZhuang Chengganâ had already pushed her back to the broken stone dais.