Chapter 552
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Chapter 552: Inheritance
The moment the sword light appeared in the sky, even the shattered city shrouded in dim light was illuminated for a brief moment.
Lin Qiye and the others, rushing down the street, simultaneously looked up at the sky, shock evident in their eyes.
“That is…” Shen Qingzhu raised her head in confusion.
“It’s the sword of the Sword Saint,” Lin Qiye said, feeling the sharp sword energy filling the world.
They were all too familiar with this sword energy.
During the months of training in that warehouse, they had been tormented by this sword energy to the point of fainting almost every day. Zhou Ping’s sword energy had been imprinted in their bones, and at this moment, they could recognize it instantly.
“One of the divine presences has vanished,” An Qingyu said after sensing for a moment.
The group exchanged glances, each seeing the shock in the other’s eyes.
They all understood what this meant…
The first God-slayer in human history had appeared.
He was their teacher.
But…
Lin Qiye clenched his fists tightly.
In his eyes, unwillingness and sorrow surfaced.
They had finally found the coordinates here, learned how to navigate through the mist, and obtained the means to catch up with this city… They had exhausted every possible method and finally arrived here.
They had already rescued Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping had even broken through that ceiling, becoming the “Sword Immortal of the Red Dust”…
But in the end, they could only watch helplessly as Zhou Ping transformed.
Their arrival seemed to have changed something, yet it felt as if nothing had changed at all.
The fate that originally belonged to Zhou Ping had been slightly shaken by Lin Qiye and the others, but it was quickly corrected again, unable to escape the outcome of death.
In the end, his fate had not been altered.
At this moment, Lin Qiye recalled the words Black Eye had once said to him:
“That person is entangled with too many things; his fate is very solid. To change his destiny… the price is one you cannot afford.”
To alter fate itself is a form of equivalent exchange.
Lin Qiye and the others had tried their best, but the price they paid was still not enough to change Zhou Ping’s fate.
“The Sword Saint’s sword intent is still present; he should not have completely transformed yet,” Cao Yuan said. “Qiye, we…”
“Keep moving forward,” Lin Qiye said without hesitation. “We cannot intervene in the Sword Saint’s battle, but we can fight alongside him on another battlefield.
Since we promised the Sword Saint to take them home, we must fulfill that promise.
We… must carve out a bloody path!”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!!
In the howling wind, their figures sped past.
In the underground parking garage,
The air was dead and oppressive. Chen Han and Lu Yu, along with three children, stood by the stove, anxiously waiting for something.
Suddenly, Chen Han abruptly looked up.
“Chen Han, what’s wrong?” Lu Yu asked, looking at him in confusion.
“Did you hear any sound just now?”
“Sound?”
“Someone ran past from that direction.”
Chen Han pointed towards the alley at the entrance of the underground parking garage, speaking with certainty.
“How come I didn’t hear anything?”
“I’ll go take a look.”
Chen Han’s expression grew serious. In this city, aside from them, there shouldn’t be anyone else. Could it be that the Sword Saint had returned? Or was there someone else awakening in this city?
Regardless of which, Chen Han needed to go out and check.
He stepped out of the underground parking garage. Due to the continuous movement of this shattered city, the streets were filled with the sound of howling winds.
With a straight knife at his waist, he walked to the center of the street and turned to look in the direction from which the sound had come.
His eyes instantly narrowed.
This underground parking garage was already on the edge of the shattered city, and previously, they had been unaware of the outside happenings. It was only when he reached the street that Chen Han truly saw what lay ahead in this city.
Hundreds of different forms of “mysteries” surged like roaring waves, pressing against the gloomy sky, rushing towards them from the mist!
“Where did so many ‘mysteries’ come from?”
Lu Yu followed closely behind Chen Han, and upon seeing the scene ahead, he stood frozen in place, confusion filling his eyes. “Wasn’t everything fine before? Why are there suddenly so many…”
Chen Han’s expression was extremely grave.
At that moment, something caught his peripheral vision, and as he squinted to look closely, he suddenly jolted.
He saw seven figures standing against the howling wind on the top of a crumbling building at the edge of the city. They wore masks of various shapes and silently gazed at the terrifying wave rushing towards them!
In the face of this apocalyptic scene, they did not retreat a single step, standing like a stabilizing pillar between the city and the wave of “mysteries.”
“That is…” Chen Han looked at a few of the figures and felt a sense of familiarity.
Especially one slightly plump figure, which seemed very much like the little chubby boy who once handed him a Rolex…
Of course, he only thought of this and did not truly connect these people with them.
After all, the number and aura didn’t seem to match.
“Chen Han, where did these people come from?” Lu Yu was somewhat puzzled. “Are they the Night Watchers?”
“I don’t know.”
Chen Han shook his head. “From the masks on their faces, they look a bit like the ‘Mask’ team, but something feels off… After all, the ‘Mask’ masks shouldn’t have a Journey to the West theme.”
Lu Yu pondered.
“You stay here to protect the residents; I’ll go help them.”
Chen Han instructed Lu Yu, then turned to rush towards the building where Lin Qiye and the others were.
Lu Yu was taken aback. “Chen Han, I can also…”
Chen Han paused, silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:
“You stay.
If I don’t come back, someone has to guard them… and take them home.”
Lu Yu stood frozen in place.
Seeing the expression on his face, Chen Han smiled, as if recalling something, and said:
“By the way, let me tell you a secret.
My collection is in the second drawer under the office cabinet. If I don’t come back, you can use them for me…”
After saying that, he strapped on his straight knife, donned a dark red cloak, and resolutely charged towards the building at the edge of the city!
On the desolate street,
Lu Yu stared blankly at his departing figure, standing like a statue.
Chen Han rushed to the building, reaching the top floor as quickly as possible. The moment he appeared on the rooftop, the figure wearing the Sun Wukong mask slowly turned around.
“Lu Yu, long time no see.”
Lin Qiye removed his mask and smiled.
Lu Yu was stunned upon seeing that familiar face.
“It really is you all…”
