Chapter 694: Finally Should Make Way

The chapter concludes with surrender.

“Your brute force still clings to its purpose, yet here lies your fleeting reckoning. The blade’s whisper betrays its limits, while your pride clings to its false certainty. The weight of legacy presses upon you, a burden no hand can alleviate. The city’s shadows whisper your name, yet you remain untouched by their grasp. What remains is silence, a void left in its wake.”

It was in that very moment when the sentence fell, that the radiance at the tip of the colossal sword suddenly plunged into an inexplicable tremor.

Not only that, the vast mist of grandeur also fell silent at this instant, and the figure kneeling within it was dissolving piece by piece.

“Where is Huang Liang’s Heaven? And Jiang Shou?”

Zhang Xi’s face shifted abruptly, revealing the only possible clue: his own ‘destiny’ had faltered.

But how could this be?

For decades of stealthy hiding, he had waited until he could reclaim all his positions in the celestial ranks, then rise again to command ‘destiny’ once more. Yet, at this juncture, Zhang Xi was undeniably not a foolish man easily swayed by words. His collaboration with Jiang Shou in the murder of Zhang Fengyuan was already woven into his grand design.

And why would he dare partner with the restless Yellow Li, whose spirit was already in turmoil?

This restlessness was the very ‘Dao’ he had forged—a flame that bound his power to the threefold authority of Huang Liang’s will and his own fate. Jiang Shou, with his fervent devotion, could never breach the sanctum where his master’s spirit dwelled.

“You speak of Huang Liang’s Heaven, yet it seems only a fleeting glimpse for others. How could the other Heavens fall like this?”

Zhang Xi’s mind raced, but the old man’s eyes held a calm certainty. “You speak of a hollow promise, Zhang Xi. The others have already succumbed. What hope is there for you but to fall into the same fate as the others?”

Zhang Xi’s voice cracked with fury as he turned to face the elder. “Then let us not waste another moment. If we are to survive, we must act—either now or never.”

Yet, even as the tension crackled, the shadows of the past whispered warnings: this was not merely a matter of ambition, but of destiny itself.