Chapter 133: You Are the Lighthouse
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Dead silence.
The Black Robe stood on the stone steps, looking down at the people like a deity overlooking the mortal realm.
Some hadn't understood the earlier conversation; even more didn't grasp the Black Robe's final words.
Sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the hall, the King of Linghai and the others realized the situation seemed to have reversed, perhaps even fallen under the Black Robe's control. They looked nervously toward Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng's face was somewhat pale. He had already understood the Black Robe's meaning and asked, "Holy Light?"
The Black Robe replied, "Correct."
A sudden gust of wind arose.
The little Taoist fell into Ye Xiaolian's arms.
Xu Yourong's hand landed on Chen Changsheng's shoulder.
Pure white wings had already sprouted.
In the next moment, a trail of fire would streak across the night sky.
In the shortest possible time, she would take Chen Changsheng as far away as she could.
She too had understood the Black Robe's meaning.
"It's too late."
The Black Robe took a step forward.
The hem of the robe stirred up fine dust, and one could faintly see an invisible, transparent, extremely thin thread.
That thread extended from the night-like demonic flame all the way to Chen Changsheng's front, tied around his ankle.
"You've corresponded with His Majesty for many years, so you should know very well that demonic flame is heavenly fire, of the same origin as Holy Light, but even hotter—it just doesn't show on the surface."
The Black Robe looked at him and said, "Soon, the demonic flame will ignite the Holy Light within your body..."
Before the words were finished, a series of crackling impacts sounded in the hall.
That was the sound of ice crystals falling to the ground.
Seeing the frost on that thread gradually recede, Zhi Zhi roared in fury, "What the hell is this thing!"
The others were also shocked—even the breath of the Frost Dragon couldn't extinguish it!
The Black Robe ignored her and said, "You might turn into a torch? I don't know; it's all just deduction. But the scene should be quite beautiful."
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if it's beautiful, but I imagine it should be very bright."
"Not just because of the brightness, but because the Holy Light within you originally came from that continent, and there is a mysterious connection between the two."
The Black Robe said, "His Majesty was right: the stars are moving, and so are the Holy Light Continent and the Central Continent. Separated by the vast sea of stars, it's hard to pinpoint each other's positions. If you try to force open a passage, those descending beings can easily get lost and drift forever in boundless space. But as long as the Holy Light within you is ignited, no matter how far apart, the Holy Light Continent can determine our location and open the passage. In other words, you are an exceptionally bright lighthouse."
A lighthouse was originally a warm, comforting word, but at this moment it seemed so cold, so despairing.
"It seems you've been setting up this trap for many years."
Chen Changsheng looked down at his feet. The snowflakes gradually shattered, revealing the invisible thread of fire.
"Back then, I was the one who sent Chen Xuanba's blood over. Your birth was the result of a deal, and I was one of the three parties in that deal."
The Black Robe looked toward the small cart and said, "Your master was another party, but he had no idea what I truly wanted to do."
Shang Xingzhou wanted to turn Chen Changsheng into a tempting poisonous fruit.
Everyone wanted to devour him.
The problem was, eating him would either poison them or choke them to death.
If the Heavenly Sea Saint Empress hadn't devoured Chen Changsheng, Shang Xingzhou could have tried to use Chen Changsheng to invoke divine punishment and kill the Heavenly Sea.
That so-called divine punishment, thinking back now, was the Star Slayer—that pillar of light that crossed the sea of stars.
When the Demon Lord killed his own father, he didn't know that the most important meaning of this divine artifact was to communicate between the two continents.
In other words, Chen Changsheng was another form of the Star Slayer.
Xu Yourong suddenly asked, "You've never been to the Holy Light Continent. How did you reach an agreement with them?"
The Black Robe said, "I merely offered a possibility. If the gods of the Holy Light Continent are truly omniscient and omnipotent, how could they miss this opportunity?"
Chen Changsheng asked, "Why do you hate humanity so much?"
That the Demon race's military advisor, the Black Robe, was human was no longer a secret.
The Black Robe's answer was very simple, and it carried a very forceful persuasiveness.
That answer was his name.
"Because I am Zhou Yuren."
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Zhou Yuren.
The former most handsome man under heaven.
Zhou Dufu's younger brother.
If those rumors were true, then he indeed had the right to hate humanity.
"She was also my wife."
Wang Zhice finally appeared, then revealed a shocking truth.
Chen Changsheng showed no surprise, because he had suspected it long ago.
Old Master Tang and Xu Yourong had known this secret for even longer.
Tang Thirty-Six was astonished and said, "Lord Wang, you like men?"
Wang Zhice said, "She is a woman, her maiden name is Chen'er."
The Black Robe was actually a woman!
Chen Changsheng was more concerned about the relationship between the Black Robe, Zhou Dufu, and Wang Zhice.
No wonder the Black Robe had the Soul Pivot back then, sending Nanke and those Demon race experts into the Zhou Garden.
No wonder Wang Zhice, despite his abilities, always seemed restrained when facing the Black Robe.
"Letting the angel army of the Holy Light Continent descend, having us exterminated or become servants of that god—would that make you happy?"
Wang Zhice looked into the Black Robe's eyes very seriously and said.
"Yes, the more miserable you are, the happier I am."
The Black Robe threw back her hood, revealing her true face. Her cyan complexion gave her a deathly aura, but her brows and eyes were still indescribably beautiful.
She shouted harshly at Wang Zhice, "The day my elder brother was killed by you, I swore I would make humanity extinct! Xingshan Dong believed in my hatred for humanity, but he didn't know that in my plan, the Demon race must also be exterminated. He thought I didn't know—he made his move back then too!"
It was a very simple statement, without any tearful accusations, yet the hall seemed to grow much colder.
If this was true, then it was undoubtedly the most shameless murder in history.
The Saint Domain experts of the human, Demon, and Demon race had mobilized en masse, using every scheme and means, finally succeeding in killing the strongest being under the stars.
The Demon race and the Demon race could be excused, but for the human experts to participate in this murder was truly unforgivable.
No matter how violent Zhou Dufu's temperament was, how terrible his reputation, how many experts he had killed or wounded in those centuries of martial arts cultivation, he was ultimately humanity's protector. Without him back then, the Demon race would have already captured Luoyang and ruled the entire continent; humanity might have been wiped out.
In the end, he was ruthlessly betrayed and killed.
"The one you should take revenge on is Emperor Taizong, or perhaps Lord Wang, but not us."
Chen Changsheng said to the Black Robe, "Because we have done nothing to wrong you and your brother."
The Black Robe hadn't expected him to remain so calm at this moment. She said with a hint of mockery, "So what? Let the whole world be buried with him."
With those words, that invisible thread began to burn.
No one could see the flames, but they could feel the heat.
Chen Changsheng ignited.
More precisely, the Holy Light within his flesh and blood ignited.
Those flames were very peculiar—they couldn't even ignite his clothes, but the light they emitted was extremely bright, carrying a sacred aura.
At this moment, Chen Changsheng didn't look like a torch; he looked more like a luminous pearl.
Zhi Zhi's eyes lit up, and she said, "Let me swallow him whole!"
Xu Yourong shook her head.
After the Holy Light was ignited by the demonic flame, it underwent a miraculous transformation, producing light that could penetrate physical objects.
Neither the Pope's robe nor the Demon Hall's dome could block this strange light; presumably, a dragon's body couldn't either.
Chen Changsheng looked up at the night sky, his expression solemn.
He sensed that the light was coming.