Celestial Peak

Chapter 575: Beginning of the End I

Chapter 575: Beginning of the End I

Chang Ping brought out her sword and Wang Yue her bow. The two of them glared at the bastard right below them. Their eyes filled to the brim with hate and disgust at his very existence.

"What are you doing here?"  Chang Ping asked apprehensively.

The Emperor of Death looked them in the eyes and then sat on the rooftop with his legs crossed, "Hmm, you see, I've been alone for a long time and I've gotten lonely, you see. I wanted some companionship, at least one person should be with me when I turn this world into a paradise of peace and quiet. So, I visited the only person who has the same attribute as I, my Sister"

Whoosh!

Wang Yue and Chang Ping unleashed their spirits.

***

BOOOM!

"Huh? What's that? An explosion? Is there an enemy attack!?" Xiang Jiangfa asked.

"Nah, couldn't be, this place is created outside of the Cosmos so we're separated from anything." Fae and Rith answered, "Try sensing the qi, Previous Sword God."

"that's Chang Ping and my lovely granddaughter? Oh, they must be sparring." Xiao Jianfa answered, "If they are sparring, is everything going to be okay? Will they not destroy this world?"

"No, this world is designed to house Deities, even if they go all out a hundred times over, they will not be able to reach its core."

"I see, I see maybe I am a little too high-strung for no reason. Must be my old age."

"Could be. Now that we've confirmed, stop stalling, human and make your move." Fae and Rith said in a chorus to Xiao Jianfa who had been keeping himself from a making any move in their chess game.

"I know, I know." He said the same thing he said an hour ago.

***

The Emperor of Death held both the frozen arrow and the crimson sword and as he gave the shocked Chang Ping and Wang Yue an unfiltered expression, the two initiated their Domains.

"God's Domain"

"God's Domain"

The world froze, and then was overtaken by killing intent. They raised their qis to the very limits of reality

Whoosh!

BOOM!

On the ground, Wang Yue and Chang Ping grit their teeth as their bodies sunk. Blood begun to well up into their mouths as they felt their entire being crumbling as if they were being torn by pressure alone. They could not wrap their heads around what's going on.

"You two do not listen, do you?" The Emperor of Death only flicked his wrist down and pressured the both of them on the ground. He had not even moved from the rooftop, "I said to keep quiet, my sister is sleeping."

The Emperor of Death's eyes gleamed with danger, "Is that too hard to understand?"

HONG!

The two women vomited blood when they were just about to gather their strength back. Chang Ping's eyes widened in disbelieve, her eyes twitching from irritation and anger. Again, she was rendered useless in front of the enemy everyone swore to eradicate. She bit her lips until blood came out.

She gripped her sword, and controlled her rage, [Remember what Master said.]

'To increase your intent there are several ways. First is to fight countless times, second is to harness your emotions, and third is to become null giving everything to fighting and shaving your life for the sake of killing. Of course, there are also other ways like devouring souls, and being cursed by civilizations, but these three are the only ones that are available to you.

'If you survive the final battle, then I'd gladly help you with the other methods. For now, we focus on the first three I mentioned but even then, only the first two are accessible to you. Chang Ping, you are too emotional to ever reach Null, even for me, I fought for twenty thousand years, killed so many, cursed with the souls of billions, that I had grown tired of living and just threw myself into killing to numb everything. Either way, it is impossible for you to achieve even if you meditate for millennia. However, that does not mean you will be less incapable than me, no. You might even the chance to surpass me. My state is too sharpened and only from time to time that I have a burst of emotions, but you are different, Chang Ping, you try to hide it but you wear your heart in your sleeves. Given the right circumstances, you can improve faster than even me.'

Chang Ping had been ground to the ground time and time again, she gave up and was crushed mentally. Both physically and mentally, she was defeated, time and time again in the span of a single day, and now, again, she was being crushed.

How mortifying it must be for the one called the undefeated Sword God how frustrating it had been for her it ate away at her that she couldn't face her disciples even after learning Tang Yu and Tang Ai were the only ones left of her disciples.

"You bastard again." Chang Ping shouted as blood gushed out from her mouth and blood seeped out from her hand.

"I had so much hope for you, Chang Ping. But you can't even follow a simple instruction/" The Emperor of Death watched Chang Ping with disregard and lifted his finger, "You were an interesting jester that gave hope to the living. I considered letting you live for what is to come because of your help, but you're now only annoying me just die."

"Sister Chang, look ou" 

"Silence."

Wang Yue cried but her head was forced down a second later for being too noisy.

A purple beam of light zoomed towards Chang Ping and accelerated at untold speed. It was sent to decapitate her, and as the Emperor of Death, she wasn't even worthy to clip his nails with her sword.

Her death was assured, but Chang Ping grabbed hold of her sword. Her body radiated a dark red aura that soar up to the high heavens. And amidst the pressure that weighed more than a mountain, Chang Ping managed to swing her sword and split the beam of light in two!

"God's Domain Celestial's Whins: Crimson Horror." Chang Ping once again and then, the crazed moon vomited blood and increased her killing intent by ten folds.

"Domains, a technique created to seal the Demons with the cultivator and give the living a fighting chance. How laughable, do you think any advantage you get will bring you closer to m" But the Emperor of Death stifled his words.

The Emperor of Death raised his brows, shock at what he witnessed but even more at what happened to Chang Ping. 

"Wang Ling taught another person that abominable sword?" The Emperor of Death looked at Chang Ping in disbelief, "and a fool chose to bear that curse?"

Chang Ping rose from the ground, her body fought back the pressure as black blood escaped from every orifice on her head. Her hair transformed to a deep black like Wang Ling's, and while her left eye retained a deep crimson, her right became as black as obsidian.

"Slaughter Arts Revised Weeping Domain." Chang Ping held her sword to face death incarnate.