Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Because right behind them, in the Xianlong Great Yu Hall, Jingyuan was about to personally escort his friend to be judged.

"..."

Chapter 360 You Have to Kill Me Again

Xianlong Dayu Hall.

Beneath the dragon statue.

Jingliu glanced at the other three and said coldly:

"There are five people, and the price is three."

She looked at Dan Heng coldly:

"The culprit, Yin Yue, acted recklessly and used the Dragon Transformation Technique to bring the dead back to life and change his form, causing a great disaster and disgracing the honor of the warriors."

His gaze then fell on the blade:

"He was born under the ominous star, arrogant and haughty, and tainted the flesh and blood of the abundant divine messengers. He aided the moon-drinking in his reckless actions and ultimately fell into becoming an immortal monstrous creature."

Finally, he silently lowered his head again:

"...and the sinner Jingliu, who was corrupted by evil, murdered his comrades and betrayed his alliance."

"Now, it's time for us to pay the price."

Jingliu turned to look at Danheng again and said in a deep voice:

"Danheng, you can never escape Yinyue. Because he is your starting point, and the sins he committed will accompany you on your path, like a shadow, until you perish."

Then, she looked at the blade:

"Blade... that's a good name. In the endless rest of your life, you can only wander between killing and being killed, searching for your own burial place."

"Otherwise, you will not be able to dispel Yingxing's regret."

"It's me in the end."

Jingliu slowly walked to the edge of the Xianlong Great Rain Hall, gazing at the towering, raging waves:

“I will face a league ruling and be permanently banned. And after that… there are even heavier costs waiting for me.”

"Only in this way will those painful memories that should be remembered not fade away."

Jingyuan stood silently between the three, arms folded, listening to Jingliu's words.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Jing Liu said in a deep voice:

"The Five Heroes of the Clouds... it's time for us to say goodbye."

"Without wine, only bitterness, such a gathering is truly indescribable."

Jingliu slowly turned around and looked at Jingyuan:

“It’s time to send me off to Xuling, Jingyuan.”

Jingyuan smiled faintly at Jingliu's words.

"The laws of the alliance cannot be changed..."

"pity."

"Your next stop is not the Void Mausoleum, but the Jade Palace."

"Hmm?" A hint of doubt flashed in Jing Liu's eyes.

Jing Yuan explained with a smile:

"I reported this matter to the Marshal, but to my surprise, General Rong Tao was quite interested and set up the 'Ten Directions Illuminating the Dharma Realm' to meet the two of you first."

"Heh..." Jingliu looked slightly helpless.

"Jingyuan, you're still the same as ever."

"Always trying to break other people's plans."

"But you and I, the Cloud Cavalry, the generals of the Imperial Bow... are all just pawns in the game of the gods. I am tired of walking on a predetermined path."

Afterwards, Jingliu felt relieved.

"It doesn't matter, I'll go with you for a while longer. But the outcome won't change, I will ultimately stand on the side of victory."

Jing Yuan smiled slightly:

"Then I will play this game to the very end."

……

The meeting has ended.

Jing Yuan planned to escort Jing Liu and Luo Sha to the Jade Palace Immortal Ship, while Dan Heng also prepared to return to the train.

Just as the three of them were walking towards the outside of the Xianlong Dayu Hall, a voice stopped them.

"and many more!"

Ren stood behind the three and said in a deep voice:

"Kyoryu, before you leave, you still owe me a payment."

"..."

Jing Liu suddenly turned around and said seriously:

“I’ve tried, but aside from leaving you with more wounds, there’s nothing more I can do to help you.”

"Your immortality is not something that can be easily dealt with. You used a mortal sword to kill the flesh and blood of an immortal messenger. Shouldn't 'Slave of Fate' have told you this?"

"He said so." Ren raised his eyes, silently looking at Jing Liu before him:

"But you still owe me this sword."

This conversation caused Jing Yuan to silently shift his gaze to the scenery to the side.

Jing Liu said in a deep voice:

"When I taught you swordsmanship, I already said that I don't lay a hand on those who are utterly devoid of life and await their fate..."

Ren slightly raised his eyes:

"Only an opponent can make you draw your sword, right?"

He took two steps forward, his gaze unwavering:

"Mirror Style, I've come to repay your teachings with a single sword strike!"

"..."

A commitment to the blade.

Jingliu sighed helplessly.

"Ugh."

She gazed at the man before her:

"Then cherish this moment. I will give you a brief chance to die."

……

Inside the Xianlong Dayu Hall.

Jing Yuan and Dan Heng were now standing on the far side.

Jingliu and Ren drew their swords one after the other, creating distance between them and looking at each other warily.

Jingliu said softly:

"Seven hundred years ago, we were just like this here..."

"Talking and laughing, competing... full of vigor, looking forward to the future."

As Jingliu spoke, the blade began to break free from its constraints, and the fragmented sword regained a touch of divine charm.

For an instant.

The two then engaged in battle!

"Qiang——!!"

The sound of metal clashing was incredibly intense.

The two were incredibly fast, exchanging blows several times in the blink of an eye, their afterimages dazzling the eye.

During the battle, Jingliu remained calm and composed, softly reciting:

"The images of those people from that time still linger in my mind, as if they were a dream from last night."

Amidst the intense clanging of metal, a flood of memories washed over me.

It was right here that the five of them once raised their glasses in a toast.

The laughter from that time still echoes in Jingliu's heart.

The blade launched a relentless barrage of attacks, but the sound of the mirror-flowing swordsman's blows remained steady and crisp, unhurriedly clashing with his opponent's.

"I thought these happy days would last as long as the lifespan of the Xianzhou people, day after day, in an endless cycle."

The two leaped into the air, and golden rainbow-colored sword light and azure blue sharpness appeared simultaneously. The two swords clashed violently, producing a sharp sword cry in the sky.

Suddenly, a strong wind arose, and a chill swept through the air.

Jing Yuan, standing below, had her hair flying in the wind, but she never looked up at the two of them even once, only silently staring at her feet.

Even amidst the fiercest fighting, Kagami's voice remained calm:

"But dreams... will eventually end, and dissipate like clouds."

……

"boom--!!"