True Martial World

Chapter 1225: Ancient Godly Monarchs

Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon

Yi Yun was surprised when he heard Huan Chenxueʼs words. What was different from what he imagined? Could it be that Huan Chenxue actually wasnʼt interested in the sword?

Huan Chenxue could read Yi Yunʼs apprehensions. She said with a smile, ”I did not call you here to get anything from you. Instead, itʼs about the owner of this broken sword.”

”Are you talking about… the Pure Yang Sword Palace owner?”

Huan Chenxue nodded slightly. ”Thatʼs right. Too much time has passed. Of all the people of the present, if we are ignoring the Sinkhole, just the 12 Empyrean Heavens alone, thereʼs probably none who can remember the eight Godly Monarchs of ancient times.”

Eight Godly Monarchs?

Yi Yun held his breath. Huan Chenxueʼs words left him in awe. He did not know what sort of figures the eight Godly Monarchs were.

”The Pure Yang Sword Palace owner you just mentioned is one of the eight Godly Monarchs. Back then, all sentient beings fought with the Ancestor Gods, and the eight Godly Monarchs fought until they were bathed in blood. Some died in battle, some were heavily injured, and there were others whose outcomes are unknown. However, that history has been wiped away due to all sorts of reasons. Now, itʼs unknown to most people. Itʼs very normal for you not to know!”

Huan Chenxue reflected over the matter. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the endless rivers of time, and saw the stunning ancient war at the source of that river.

Yi Yun found it unbelievable that a mortal girl could possess such a gaze.

He remained silent for a long while before asking, ”Miss Huan, you said that the history has been wiped away. Then, how does Bai Yueyin know the value of the sword? And why was she willing to harm her lover that she had been together with for centuries? Does she know the history of the eight Godly Monarchs?”

Upon hearing Yi Yunʼs question, Huan Chenxue sighed. Her voice sounded somewhat pained and a little wistful. ”Thatʼs right. She obviously knew about it because she is one of the eight Godly Monarchs…”

What!?

Yi Yun widened his eyes. He never expected Huan Chenxue to give him such an answer!

In Azure Yang Lordʼs memories, Bai Yueyin was a genius girl that grew up in a small sect. Now, he was being told that Bai Yueyin was a figure equal to the Pure Yang Sword Palace owner. How was it possible?

Even if Bai Yueyin was one of the eight Godly Monarchs, she could have just killed Jian Qingyang if she wanted the pure Yang broken sword. There was no need for her to stay by his side for centuries. With the standards of a Godly Monarch, Jian Qingyang would not matter highly to her even if he was excellent.

It was hard to imagine!

Huan Chenxue said, ”I know what you are perplexed about. In fact, Bai Yueyin is not the complete body of a Godly Monarch. She is only one incarnation of a Godly Monarch…”

One incarnation?

Yi Yunʼs heart skipped a beat.

”I previously mentioned that there were eight Godly Monarchs in ancient times. After that massive war, some perished and some were heavily injured. There were others that disappeared…”

”Bai Yueyin was one that was heavily injured. As a last resort, she sealed herself in Divine Blood Crystal and slept for a hundred million years. Although this amount of time ensured her survival, it also caused her strength to recede. In order to recover to her past state, she used a mystic technique to reincarnate. She split her soul and reincarnated again and again, so as to nurture the strength of her soul and absorb Yuan Qi. All these incarnations would slowly fuse back into her body and her strength would gradually recover.

”The girl that Jian Qingyang met was one of Bai Yueyinʼs incarnations. She did not have any memories as a Godly Monarch. She was herself, as plain as paper. She met Jian Qingyang and fell in love with him. She stayed by his side for centuries until one day, when she awakened. She transformed back into the true Bai Yueyin and from that moment forth, the girl of the past was dead. The person that continued living was only a soul belonging to the Godly Monarch.”

”Therefore, I said that… from the moment Jian Qingyang met that girl, he was destined to lead a life of tragedy.”

Yi Yun was enlightened by Huan Chenxueʼs explanation. It was no wonder Bai Yueyinʼs eyes were filled with love when she was by Jian Qingyangʼs side. Back then, she was truly in love with him.