My Wife is A Sword God

Boom!

At the moment when the source of the shattered world was destroyed, the Three Realms trembled!

Everyone at the same time looked up at the sky, as if a curtain covering the heavens had been torn open, revealing a glimpse of crimson radiance amidst the pitch-black abyss, accompanied by continuous flashes of white light.

Like thunderous sounds, echoing from the crack, pounding on the hearts of the onlookers.

Although the fissure wasn’t large, it allowed the Three Realms, and everyone in every corner, to clearly see it.

It seemed like the prologue to the opening of doomsday, a warning before annihilation.

“Ghost Lord, this is…” Inside the Netherworld, Zhao Wenhao looked towards the fissure with an extremely solemn expression. He knew that on the other side of the crack were the worlds of those mysterious existences.

There, lay an endless abyss of terror.

However, that world had always been separated from the Three Realms, so why did it appear now?

The Ghost Lord raised her gaze and a hint of seriousness flickering in her deep black eyes.

In the Immortal Realm, since Senior Xuan Yi returned to this realm and resumed his position as the Heavenly Emperor, leading his old subordinates to clean up those who defected, and to slay those immortal monsters.

Because of the plan of Heaven’s Eye and others in the Netherworld to rescue the sealed Heaven’s Soul, the powerful Immortal Monsters left the Immortal Realm. This also made it easier for the Heavenly Emperor and others to sweep away the obstacles.

Now, the Immortal Realm was no different from the Netherworld, expelling all the immortal monsters.

They had just gained a breather, a chance to rejuvenate the Heavenly Court and re-establish themselves, but such an incident occurred again!

The immortal body of the City God looked at the crack and frowned: “Your Highness Heavenly Emperor, could this crack be…”

Xuan Yi looked towards the end of the crack. After a long while, he closed his eyes and sighed, “Friend, farewell on your journey. Your sacrifice will not be in vain.”

In the study of the Imperial City, within the scroll, the Xuanyuan Divine Slaying Sword kept emitting sword cries, as if it wanted to break free and slash towards the shattered world.

At the same time, in the Floating Dragon Hall, the eight golden dragons on the Coiling Dragon Pillar seemed to sense something. They simultaneously soared through the sky above the Imperial City.

They didn’t bare their fangs or roar ferociously; instead, they emitted a low and shallow dragon chant, like crying and weeping.

Emperor Ming, witnessing this scene, felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart.

At this moment, Eunuch Li hurriedly ran over, his expression anxious. “Your Majesty.”

“What’s the matter that you’re so flustered?” Emperor Ming’s tone was somewhat stern because his mood was not good at the moment.

“Reporting to Your Majesty, all the tablets of the past emperors in the ancestral temple have all fallen down for some unknown reason.”

“The tablet of the founding ancestor even…even had a crack. “

“What?!”

The people in Imperial City, the demon slayers in the Demon Slaying Department, and the soldiers guarding the four regions.

At the moment when the sky split open, for some reason, it felt like something was missing from their hearts.

A soldier who had returned triumphantly after guarding the border for more than ten years suddenly burst into tears. Beside him, his young daughter curiously asked, “Daddy, daddy, why are you crying?”

Amidst the rain of the Great Qian, scenes like this were playing out everywhere.

The Commanders of the Four Realms, ignoring the split sky, all looked towards the direction of the Imperial City.

Next to the Nine-Bend River, the Divine Guardian couldn’t stop drinking, the wine jug beside him emptying one bottle after another.

Boom!

Dark clouds rolled in, and the sky poured down with torrential rain, as if even the heavens were weeping.

Qin Feng pushed open the window of the Peaceful Academy and looked at the shattered world beyond the crack. His entire body froze in place.

His body trembled, feeling like there was a missing piece in his heart, as if he had lost something very important.

A student suddenly asked, “Master Qin, why are you… crying?”

“Me, crying?” Qin Feng raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, his palm wet with tears.

The figure of Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher flashed through his mind. He seemed to have guessed something. Ignoring the raging storm outside, he leaped towards the direction of the Grand Literature Academy.

No matter how the students behind him called out, he remained unaware.

Below the Heavenly Tower, disciples of the National Teacher gathered, even Anya had come here.

At the behest of Emperor Ming, the leader of the Prison Department had come to meet with the Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher.

However, they were all blocked by an invisible barrier on the first floor of the tower.

It should be noted that during this period, except for Qin Feng who had gone up to see Heavenly Tower National Teacher, the others hadn’t been up for a long time.

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded, and everyone turned around to see Qin Feng, who was completely wet, descending from the sky.

How anxious must he be to forget even to take shelter from the rain… Anya opened her mouth but in the end she didn’t speak and let out a sigh.

“Teacher, Teacher… he…” Qin Feng looked at the people around him, seeking an answer.

As the eldest senior brother, Shen Li shook his head, “We were blocked by the barrier and didn’t get a chance to go up.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrier that had blocked everyone for so long slowly opened.

A familiar voice came from the tower, “Come up.”

Everyone looked at each other and then ascended to the top of the Heavenly Tower.

There stood the figure in white clothes and white hair, extending his palm, watching the rain-soaked city.

Just like it has been for thousands of years, it seems that it has never changed.

“What’s the matter?” Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher turned slightly, and his familiar face came into view

Shen Li and the others couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, but they also felt that something was off.

It was clearly a familiar voice, a familiar face, but why did it seem somewhat unfamiliar now?

“We… the disciples just missed the Teacher after not seeing him for so many days.”

“Since you have seen me, you may leave now,” Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher said faintly.

The leader of the Prison Department stared for a moment before bowing and leaving.

Shen Li and the others exchanged glances before also departing from the top floor.

Only Qin Feng remained, standing there motionless.

It wasn’t until it was just Qin Feng and the figure in white clothes left that he clenched his fists and asked with difficulty, “Where is Teacher?”

This question caught “Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher” off guard. He turned around, walked to the center of the hall, sat down slowly and replied softly, “He was right about you; you are indeed different. He exchanged his life for this last year, and perhaps it truly can bring about a last chance.”

Seeing Qin Feng’s shocked and bewildered expression, “Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher” spoke again, “He sacrificed his Destiny Star and shattered that world’s source of existence. The immortal monsters can no longer wield their powers at will, and they no longer have the energy to launch a final assault on this world. And during this year, you have to…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Qin Feng interrupted. He grabbed the collar of the white clothes and said angrily, “Who are you to take his place? Are you even worthy?!”

Having dealt with the Heaven Burial Organization many times, Qin Feng naturally understood that the impostor in front of him was the last clone created by his teacher, who was also the leader of the Heaven Burial Organization, the mastermind behind several calamities that befell this world.

“Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher” dismissed Qin Feng’s anger and said indifferently, “You can try to fight me, but with my current strength, you are not my match. You can even expose the truth of his death, let the world know, and let him be remembered by history, praised by countless people. Even if this may cause unrest and anxiety among the people.”

Substituting one for another, making the world believe that Heavenly TowerNational Teacher is still alive, keeping their spirits up – that was his teacher’s goal. Even if he went to his death alone, even if no one would carve a gravestone for him, it was still worth it. 

Qin Feng let go of his grip and tears streamed down uncontrollably.

“So, what should I do?”

He couldn’t let his teacher’s death be in vain. If Heavenly Tower’s National Teacher wanted to see an era of peace and prosperity, he would help make it happen. That would be the best epitaph for his teacher.