She Recites Poetry Again

The dead cannot be seen again.

The boundary between life and death far surpasses any distance on this earth.

Through memories, people can only recall the faded moments of the past, reliving what was once beautiful.

But now.

The dragon's blood that Wu Yingxue drank transformed into warm tears, glittering and shining, allowing her to see that figure once more.

A figure that was foolish, good, and clumsy.

And above all, someone she desperately missed.

He was an unparalleled fool, who once laughed and told the princess that he would not die, but rather watch over her growth in a special way.

"Master, can you see me now...?"

"I have become extraordinary..."

Wu Yingxue forced a smile.

She looked up at the blue sky.

Her body soaked in dragon blood, her hair disheveled, and her scent thick with the stench of blood, she was far from the delicate and graceful figure she once was.

The traces of dragon meat lingered between her lips and teeth.

She had personally avenged the crime of the Ten Thousand Mountains, killing the culprit, which should have been a joyous occasion, yet the princess's heart was only filled with pain and an unspeakable sorrow.

Wiping.

Rubbing.

With her blood-stained hands, she repeatedly rubbed her eyes.

She must wipe her tears clean.

She could not let Master see her crying like this.

It was simply too ugly.

The girl struggled to smile, but her tears wouldn't stop, and the emptiness in her heart became even more pronounced, unhealed by the death of the dragon.

In the end, only a blank face, silently shedding tears, remained.

"It's time to go..."

A strong wind gusted, scattering her long hair.

At Wu Yingxue's feet lay the massive and winding corpse of the Azure Dragon, its warm blood flowing silently, paving a bloody path for the girl.

The girl began to move forward once again.

The person who could have filled the void in her heart no longer existed.

But the road Wu Yingxue walked, her road, continued to stretch forward.

She had to keep moving.

Along the path the world's biggest fool had carved out for her, doing what she could to earn a smile of praise from Master.

"Master, the outside world..."

"There are more demons..."

"And many people can't afford to eat..."

Quietly, whispering words only she could hear.

The girl stepped forward.

Treading through the puddles of dragon blood, stepping on the enormous head of the Azure Dragon, she held a long spear, its tip scraping against the dragon's scales with a piercing screech.

It was the sound of a struggle for survival.

...

The Azure Dragon was a rare creature of the heavens, with the cultivation of a Demon Deity. Its entire body was a treasure.

When the demonic side received the news and rushed to the battlefield at the fastest speed, all they saw was a vast plain soaked in dragon blood.

Everything else.

Whether it was the Living Army or the Azure Dragon's corpse.

Had all disappeared without a trace.

"Blasphemy! Dragons must not be defiled!"

"Reckless and despicable, they deserve death!!"

"Utterly disrespectful, even with the human elders protecting them, I will obliterate their true spirits!"

The demons were exceptionally enraged, even those who were not of the dragon clan expressed their fury.

Apart from anger, there was also an indescribable fear.

The Living Army had only appeared in the martial world a hundred years ago, yet in that short time, they had managed to slay the Azure Dragon. What would happen after more time passed?

Thinking of this, the Demon Deities and Demon Saints present all felt a chill.

They decided, even if it meant resisting the pressure from the human side and dealing with other human experts, they would annihilate the Living Army.

Such a rapidly advancing human army.

Must not be allowed to exist!

...

The Demon Deities and Demon Saints began to act, returning with even greater intensity to their previous stance of targeting the Living Army.

They were ruthless, like bloodthirsty hounds.

Whenever the Living Army appeared, they would rush to the scene at the fastest speed, attempting to encircle and completely annihilate Wu Yingxue's Living Army.

But it was difficult.

Extremely difficult.

The human experts of the martial world, upon noticing the demonic side's abnormal activity, quickly moved to intercept them.

As a result, the pressure on the Living Army was significantly reduced.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"Those damned humans, how dare they harm me, how dare they!"

A Demon Deity pursued the Living Army.

But nearly fell to Wu Yingxue's strength.

The path of survival was treacherous and difficult.

Wu Yingxue did not possess the sky-defying talents that would make the heavens jealous.

Nor did she have any innate special physiques.

All she had was the perseverance she had learned from Xu Xi, and the will to survive, a moth constantly flying toward the "death" of the flames.

Roaring through the flames, reborn from death.

The Human Immortal realm in the girl's heart incorporated the characteristics of "flames," "perseverance," and "consumption."

Supplemented by the unique technique created by Xu Xi.

She truly achieved, through combat, a cycle of strength and survival.

"What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger!" With a swing of her spear, the heavens crumbled, her spear swift as lightning, piercing the throat of a Peng Demon.

Like a broken dam, the Peng Demon's blood sprayed out, splattering onto Wu Yingxue's back, but she said nothing, only moving forward resolutely.

The members of the Living Army quickly stepped in.

Skillfully processing the Peng Demon's flesh.

Gradually, the demons of the martial world realized something truly horrifying.

Despite their relentless pursuit and massacre of the Living Army, the number of the Living Army only seemed to grow, as if inexhaustible.

What frightened the demons even more was the Living Army's aggressive trend of consuming demon flesh.

Previously, it was only the demons who devoured humans.

But now, Wu Yingxue's Living Army, with an even more insane demeanor, were devouring any demon they could, all for the simple desire to "survive."

It was a persistence that the demons could not comprehend.

They could only roar in fury, increasing their attacks to surround and exterminate Wu Yingxue.

During this period, Wu Yingxue faced several near-death situations.

The common people who had followed her out of the mountains gradually disappeared over time.

"Little Master Wu, I'm so sleepy..."

"We're going to take a nap with the Great Master, haha..."

Wu Yingxue became a lone figure, leading the familiar yet unfamiliar Living Army, continuously battling demons.

The girl never stopped.

Whenever she felt exhausted.

A gust of wind would propel her forward, and a bright star would guide her path.

Decades later, Wu Yingxue poured her heart and soul into combining the nameless technique bestowed by Xu Xi with her inner universe, breaking through the conventional limits of a Human Immortal.

A century later, Wu Yingxue stood at the peak of Human Immortal strength, able to suppress multiple Demon Deities by herself.

A Demon Saint found an opportunity and confidently killed Wu Yingxue.

But within the awe-inspiring pillar of fire that connected heaven and earth.

They saw Wu Yingxue unharmed and had broken through to the other side, her inner universe evolving multiple times, her aura piercing through the void.

"As the years pass, the snow melts, and time flows like water."

"No longer fearing the howl of the wind and the fall of rain, walking the endless path of fiery destruction."

After the sentiment.

The girl raised her hand, condensing the power of heaven and earth into a spear, casually slaying the Golden Hound Demon Saint.