The Legend of the Devil

Ch. 85 - Until the End of Life

Xue Zhan stared blankly at him, he saw hundreds of people were tearing him apart like animals fighting over food. A lyrical laugh unfolded for a moment, not expecting the end of his life to come as perplexing as this. Those dozens of invisible faces seemed vague, Xue Zhan did not have the slightest bit of remaining strength to recuperate. It's all over.

His head, blood, organs and all parts of his body would be separated from each other made those greedy humans. If not obtaining the Celestial Phoenix Book they could still obtain wealth by selling his body parts.

Xue Zhan tried desperately to stand up with the rest of his strength, letting the sword slash through the flesh, the dagger stab through his stomach and the arrow pierced through his back. It no longer hurt compared to how much he lost today.

Suddenly Xue Zhan ran off and retreated to the edge of the abyss, the people behind him stopped and started to be suspicious of what the young man was going to do.

"I lost a lot of things today. But I'll make sure you don't get anything. We both got nothing."

Xue Zhan developed a smile, looking at the sky that was witness to the battle today as if he was asking, "Are you satisfied to play me?" Whereas out there are more murderers and rotten people under the guise of fighting for good. But of all of them, Xue Zhan was chosen to shoulder this fate.

Everything was devastated for today, rainwater was pouring down his face that was staring blankly at the black sky, the day that resembled a night with a great storm as well as the sunlight covered by the black clouds above reminded him of those around him who had left him.

Xue Zhan no longer cried, even though his heart was much more broken than his body now. He said little, "Don't cry. I won't cry. I'm male. Men shed blood not tears."

He spread his arms while saying farewell, "Goodbye."

Two of his friends shouted out, "Xue Zhan, DON'T!"

Xue Zhan was earnestly dropping into the Gorge of Regret. There was nothing more he could defend and the only option was to die by taking away sins. The rock cliffs of the abyss were going to collapse, making the warriors retreat in fear that they would also die along with Xue Zhan.

The sharp wind drew Xue Zhan's body to fall into the abyss, the sounds below the bottom of the abyss were no more terrifying than the voices of the humans in front of him. This was not the first time Xue Zhan had gotten ill treatment, but he admitted this time was the worst and managed to make his confidence fall. The belief to assuage the hatred between demons and humans is mere pseudo-thought.

Just as everyone was running backwards avoiding the edge of the cracked cliff, one person ran up to it and pulled Xue Zhan's hand. The young man shouted so loudly that it echoed all over.

"YOU'RE CRAZY?!"

Angry was reciprocated with a smile, Jiazhen Yan wanted to slap Xue Zhan right now. His friend's hand didn't hold it back, he had no desire to live.

Jiazhen Yan again slowed his death and it made Xue Zhan continue to suffer.

"Let me die quietly."

"Don't set me up! Commoners like you, the job is to just listen, damn it! Stay alive and with that I will forgive you!"

"I've been punished and hated, now I'm asking for the right to die and you're still holding him?"

"Where is your spirit? You said you were going to be the Holy Sword and prove to everyone that the devil is not a scary scourge to be hated! Is all that just your bullshit?!"

Xue Zhan instead tried to release his hand from Jiazhen Yan.

"You want me dead too." The small voice followed by the sound of cracks that grew bigger, soon the edge of the cliff will collapse and bring them into the abyss.

The sharp wind under Xue Zhan's feet also grew firmer, one by one a scratch was created on his foot and it would probably cut him off in a moment. After all, his body was now dying and could not be saved, there was no point in him surviving this ravine or not.

Jiazhen Yan gritted his teeth and regretted all his words, he had indeed sworn to kill whoever had killed him.

But he forgot to make an exception. If it was his closest friend, he wouldn't be able to kill that person.

"You're the exception, stupid." He continued, "I'm afraid that after you die I won't make as good a friend as you do."

Slowly Jiazhen Yan felt Xue Zhan's hand return the grip, he was slightly relieved and was intending to pull Xue Zhan's body up.

Yet something happened beyond expectation, a shadowy figure appeared behind Jiazhen Yan's body and suddenly a sword pierced through Xue Zhan's right hand, the young man's only grip slipping away the moment the sword was plucked out. Jiazhen Yan glared, his mouth opened for a moment. He could not read the situation around him.

Jiazhen Yan turned his back to see who was suddenly behind him without giving off an aura of presence, like a ghost silently infiltrating silently without a sound.

There was no one there other than the warriors not far from there, as surprised as he was.

Then in an instant Xue Zhan fell into the abyss. Jiazhen Yan shouted, "No—! Xue Zhan's!" the screech was as loud as possible, but the answer was only the noise of the strong wind.

The wind blew away Jiazhen Yan's gaze, she covered her wrist while shouting again.

"Xue Zhan!!"

Xiao Rong and Xian Shen ran to the edge of the abyss when Xue Zhan had already fallen and fused in the darkness at the bottom of the abyss, only to be lamenting the departure of one of their companions. Both of them did not believe it would all end like this, even in a dream.

"You killed him, Young Master Jiazhen!" xian Shen's strangulation was filled with anger, his hand snatching away Jiazhen Yan's collar. The young man was too shocked to digest what had happened and did not brush off at all.

"... YOU KILLED XUE ZHAN!"

Xian Shen punched the young man in the face until he fell to the side still with his eyes widened, not a word could be heard from him but tears flowed from both corners of his eyes.

Xiao Rong froze, Xue Zhan actually fell into it. He saw for himself how the abyss, as if it had no base and was inhabited by dangerous creatures in it. There is no hope of life if it falls into it, there are thousands of possibilities for death and no possibility of survival.

Everyone watched in horror, as did Ziran Zhao who instantly turned his back. The problem is done. The devil is extinct. No more sins, Xue Zhan has failed. Human hatred of the devil is growing. Besides that hundreds of warriors could only groan in annoyance, that demon really did not let a single one of his rights be taken away by others.

"Eventually this is all over. All humans can live quietly after this. Tell everyone that the devil has been killed!" ziran Zhao exclaimed followed by dozens of guards and all the Imperial warriors followed behind him.