# Chapter 1955: Eternal End of Canglan (Part 1)
The disaster-filled world suddenly fell into a terrifying silence.
Shui Meiyin's delicate body trembled violently, her flower-like face losing all color.
"Damn..." Chi Wuyue let out a powerless whisper between her lips.
The hope that Yun Che had been pursuing—Shui Meiyin had just transmitted it to her through her Stainless Divine Soul, and she had indeed been waiting for an opportunity to release the Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul.
Her grasp of timing could be described as unmatched in the world. Over these years, she either did not act at all, or when she did, it was always at the most perfect, most fatal moment.
Yun Che was risking his life, desperately creating a momentary opening that appeared for but an instant, while Chi Wuyue had been gathering all her demonic soul power, constantly searching for the right moment.
But now, everything was laid bare before Mo Beichen's eyes.
Which meant...
No more openings. No more opportunities.
"Not a bad plan. It even chilled my heart for a moment."
Mo Beichen's voice was low. He did not find it laughable, nor did he burst into wild laughter mocking them for clinging to empty illusions.
After all, he could look down upon everything in this world, but he would never underestimate the Heavenly Poison Pearl—because that was a Mystic Heaven Supreme Treasure, an existence at the Creation God level among profound artifacts.
He had long since learned from Qi Tianli that the Heavenly Poison Pearl was in Yun Che's possession, but he had no understanding of how potent the poison within it was, nor how terrifying.
And the unknown naturally made him even more cautious, refusing to show any contempt.
"DRINK!!!"
The demonic patterns in Yun Che's pupils burst apart. With a furious roar, he swung the Heaven's Calamity Demon Emperor Sword, whose sword might had been re-condensed to its peak, directly at Mo Beichen's head.
Mo Beichen thrust out both arms.
A withered yellow light also blazed upon his left arm, shaping into a long, narrow arm shield identical to the one on his right, unfolding a Firmament Array exactly the same as his right arm's.
The two arrays merged, forming a defensive barrier so tough it inspired utter despair.
BANG---
Demonic flames and sword might exploded upon the firmament rock.
Both of them shuddered violently in their arms, and amidst the earth-shaking explosive roar, they were simultaneously sent flying backward.
The wind whistling past their ears was bitterly cold. The Heaven's Calamity Demon Emperor Sword sliced through space, allowing Yun Che's momentum to finally come to a difficult halt, blood once again gushing from the corners of his mouth like a waterfall.
The recoil, combined with the backlash, caused even his internal organs to begin cracking with tiny fissures.
CLANG!
The ninth Nanming Divine Source was annihilated.
The Divine Ashes state that Yun Che could maintain was already more than half exhausted.
And under the violent backlash, his physical condition would only deteriorate further.
This meant that from now on, his strength, power, and control would only be weaker than before.
In the distance, Mo Beichen's body had also halted in midair. The withered yellow barrier before him was covered with several long, thin cracks, but they were healing at a visible rate.
As his body steadied, all the cracks vanished, leaving only the flawless firmament rock wall.
Earlier, using just a single arm shield had already been considered a great humiliation for Mo Beichen, but now, he held both shields before him.
Yun Che was unworthy. No one in this world was worthy!
But the Heavenly Poison Pearl was worthy!
No matter how much one scorned this world, no one dared to be arrogant before the Heavenly Poison Pearl.
"..." This time, Chi Wuyue even closed her demonic eyes weakly.
If only he had been even a little bit arrogant and proud, things wouldn't have been so hopeless.
With both shields in front and profound light swirling around his body, Mo Beichen's expression changed noticeably at this moment, becoming exceptionally solemn and dignified:
"I am a servant of the Abyss Emperor—the 779th Abyss Knight—[Eternal Firmament Guardian] Mo Beichen."
"Now, with my Guardian Shield, I face the lowly ones of this world. Not to trample upon my own honor, but to protect my body, and to obtain the supreme treasure and inheritance for the Abyss Emperor!"
This murmuring was a confession to himself and to the Abyss.
He could not help but fear the Heavenly Poison Pearl. But on the opposing side were people of a lowly world.
Raising his Guardian Shield against the lowly world was, in the end, a great shame to his knightly dignity that was difficult to bear.
His solemn voice brought, to those of this world, a despair so heavy it was absolute.
Even heavier than despair was a shock so profound that it made even the already numb nerves tremble nearly to the point of breaking.
Abyss Knight... 779th position...
Someone as powerful as Mo Beichen was actually only ranked 779th among the Abyss Knights!
Just how many terrifying Abyss Knights like him existed in that place called the "Abyss"?
Above the knights were Divine Officials...
Above the Divine Officials was the Abyss Emperor!
How could this world, with what it had, possibly resist?
"Master... I'm sorry... so... sorry..."
Within the space of the Heavenly Poison Pearl, He Ling's delicate body curled up there, trembling uncontrollably, sobbing so hard she could barely form words.
She had personally destroyed... the last shred of hope...
Her voice transmissions had never been intercepted in this world. But ultimately, she had never understood or touched upon demigod-level power.
"It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself."
With a voice as domineering and gentle as possible, Yun Che comforted He Ling. Then, stepping on a storm, he charged at Mo Beichen again.
Mo Beichen crossed both arms before him, his stance clearly indicating he would fully defend and no longer counterattack!
A Guardian Knight among the Abyss Knights, entering a complete defensive posture with his Guardian artifact.
There was no more desperate situation than this.
Facing Yun Che's berserk power, this time, not even his body, nor even the light in his pupils, trembled in the slightest.
And as Yun Che approached, his vision suddenly blurred.
The Heaven's Calamity Demon Emperor Sword slashed down before him, but without an eruption of power—only a dissipating afterimage remained.
Star God Remnant Shadow followed by Moon-Breaking Shadow Flick. Yun Che's body, carrying the sword's might, eerily appeared behind Mo Beichen, the flaming sword blade driving straight at the back of his heart.
But when the sword blade descended within a foot of his body, Yun Che's pupils suddenly saw that withered yellow Firmament Array appear.
Mo Beichen's Firmament Rock Array did not only protect the front.
It protected his entire body.
No blind spots whatsoever!
CLANG!
The sharp screech of metal collision, followed only then by the explosive roar of power.
Yun Che and Mo Beichen were both sent flying again, rebounding a hundred miles apart.
Blood rushed to Mo Beichen's face, but it quickly returned to normal.
The profound array around his body showed fine cracks, but as yellow light flowed, all cracks vanished within half a breath.
Mo Beichen had to admit that Yun Che's destructive ability was, to him, worth describing as "terrifying." Even his Firmament Rock Shield could be cracked with every single sword strike.
If he had been as arrogant and careless as at the beginning, it might really have been possible for Yun Che to suddenly break through his defense and pierce his body with a single sword strike.
But in his current state, Yun Che's hopes were nothing more than a fool's dream.
"This armor is called 'Eternal Firmament Rock.'" He stared at Yun Che, his upright body feeling like an enormous mountain in everyone's perception. "It will let you fully despair in the little time you have left."
Everyone could see the golden light constantly fading from Yun Che's body—the countdown of his demigod power. How could Mo Beichen not see it as well?
A brief, cold silence. The corners of Yun Che's mouth twitched, and then he suddenly laughed softly.
The light in his eyes grew deeper, with a few more shades of heavy darkness mixed in. Pointing his sword at Mo Beichen, he spoke slowly: "If my fate is destined to end today, then it will surely..."
"Drag you down with me to the grave!"
"Heh heh!" Mo Beichen also laughed. "Still dreaming!"
"Ah..." He Ling, curled up, suddenly lifted her head and cried out in anguish: "No... don't!!!"
BOOM!!
As dimensions collapsed, profound light exploded from Yun Che's body along with his flesh and blood, and he swung his sword at Mo Beichen again.
Although utterly hopeless, he still had nine Divine Sources left unextinguished. He could still struggle a little longer...
This world still held too many attachments for him. At least let him remain a little while longer.
When only the last three stars remained, that would be the moment he once again became an Asura!
Sacrificing himself alone to temporarily save all living beings... Ha! What was there to regret or resent!
BOOM!
BOOM!!
The collisions between sword and shield bred explosions and calamities that wildly shook and annihilated the space of the Tai Chu Divine Realm. The dim light violently distorted the figures of the two combatants.
What wildly stabbed into the pupils was the erupting black flames, the howling wolf shadows, and... the withered light that could not be extinguished no matter what.
With his mind decided, his power became even more unrestrained and fearless.
But Yun Che's spirit was no longer as tightly focused. His power was released without reservation, while his divine sense, like an invisible hand, gently brushed over Chi Wuyue, Mu Xuanyin, Qianye Ying'er... and Yun Wuxin within the barrier.
Only Chi Wuyue sensed the touch of his divine sense and clearly understood his intent.
"You won't abandon us," she murmured, her demonic eyes no longer dark but instead soft as water. In a voice only she could hear, she whispered: "Do you think we would be willing to let you leave alone..."
CLANG!
The tenth Nanming Divine Source was annihilated.
CLANG!
The eleventh Nanming Divine Source turned to ashes.
Demigod power enough to destroy the world was accompanied by stars that kept fading and the Eternal Firmament Rock that could not be destroyed no matter what.
Powerlessness and hopelessness—these were the words appearing in almost everyone's hearts.
The last seven stars no longer supported hope, but a struggle that was destined to bear no fruit yet could not be let go.
Far below, Cang Shuhe suddenly turned her gaze at this moment.
Her line of sight landed on Cang Shitian, who was less than a hundred zhang away from her.
"Brother?"
Everyone was focused on the battlefield, watching the gradually dying starlight, and almost no one noticed when Cang Shitian had moved.
With a push of his palm, the Canglan Barrier sealing Yun Wuxin had already been shifted to Cang Shuhe's side.
"It's yours."
After saying that, Cang Shitian had already soared into the sky.
Cang Shuhe quickly reached out, her snow-white palm pressing against the Canglan Barrier.
Even the weakest person present was a high-level Divine Lord, and the most marginal of shockwaves would have been beyond Yun Wuxin's ability to withstand.
But this Canglan Barrier, which had nearly exhausted all of Cang Shitian's power, perfectly protected Yun Wuxin, keeping her completely unharmed throughout.
The direction Cang Shitian was heading was not his previous position, but clearly a straight line toward where Yun Che and Mo Beichen were...
That was a demigod battlefield, a forbidden zone that even powerful Divine Lords dared not approach.
"Brother, what... are you going to do?" Looking at Cang Shitian's back, a strong sense of unease suddenly surged in Cang Shuhe's heart.
Cang Shitian stopped in midair at this moment.
Too close to the battlefield, his face and body were being cut with one wound after another by the terrifying air blades, yet he seemed completely unaware.
Blue light flashed. As he raised his arm, between his palms, he gripped the Canglan Divine Pearl that he had only just retrieved from Cang Shuhe.
That was the origin of the Canglan bloodline, the core lifeblood of the Ten Directions Canglan Realm.
"Hehehe!"
He laughed, with extreme madness and extreme ruthlessness deep in his eyes.
And from his mouth came words that seemed like raving lunacy:
"What do I want to do? Of course..."
"Kill Mo Beichen!"