Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1082 - 642: Rebirth (Part 2)

She herself has no impression of it at all, and Wei Zhenzhen has never mentioned it. Wasn’t it the first time they met on that merchant ship?

Sui Yi recalled the first time she saw Wei Zhenzhen on that ship. Her impression of her was deep because of her gentle, virtuous yet somewhat restrained temperament. Besides, Feng Qiang was truly not a good person, which made her pay an extra glance. At that time, when the other saw her, indeed, there was a moment of stupefaction,

Was it because she recognized her eyes?

Sui Yi never thought that her disguise, which could fool people like Yuwen Huaji, would be exposed in the eyes of an ordinary person.

Perhaps this is fate.

Sui Yi closed her eyes, her lips slightly tightened, her hand resting on the side of her face.

Her fingertips gently scraped, slowly tearing off the human skin mask, revealing her original face.

Opening her eyes, she looked at Wei Zhenzhen, her gaze distant and desolate, neither sad nor happy, as gentle and elegant as usual, not too close nor too distant.

Perhaps now there’s an added touch of melancholy and confusion.

Melancholy about life and death.

Confusion about her.

This kind of gaze is actually very lethal.

A deadly gentleness.

Mr. Sui is indeed gentle and meticulous.

Seo Ziling only realized not long ago, and now, he finally understood why such meticulous gentleness felt so out of place on a man.

The teacher is female.

That ordinary human skin mask hung on the fingers belonging to the skin of a middle-aged man, slowly fell onto the tiles.

Seemingly falling on the hearts of everyone as well.

Shong Xiufang stared at the person seemingly so close, that face, for a moment lost in thought.

In the past, countless people in the world said she was beautiful, stunning, so in the future many more would say how young this peerless swordsman was, and how...

She had always been skilled with words, but now she couldn’t find a suitable term to describe the other, and in the end, could only use ’good-looking’ to describe the other.

Good-looking.

Everyone thought she was good-looking, including Shong Xiufang, Li Xiuning, and even the literati and aristocrats who have seen countless beauties felt she was good-looking.

So it wasn’t just ordinarily good-looking.

"On the bank of Luoshui River, a divine maiden" Hou Xibai suddenly recited obsessively.

Wei Zhenzhen wasn’t as poetic and obsessed as him.

She simply felt satisfied and happily smiled.

"Teacher is truly good-looking..."

So good-looking....

Blood dripped from her eyes.

A large amount of black blood was already flowing below her...

Seo Ziling suddenly drew his sword.

Advanced with the sword.

Kill her.

If she died, she wouldn’t have to endure such torture anymore.

No woman would want to die this way.

But before he could make a move.

Sui Yi’s hand had already descended above Wei Zhenzhen’s head.

The Beak of the Golden Crow pierced into Wei Zhenzhen’s completely rotted brow.

Dim golden light.

The agony in Wei Zhenzhen’s eyes faded, as did the light.

She was dying.

The Beak of the Golden Crow was withdrawn.

Sui Yi rose, her palm suspended above her body, a light flowing in her palm, slowly sliding over her body.

Carrying a faint light, as if soothing.

Closing her eyes, her mouth moved.

Not Witch Language, nor English, but a language independent of all language systems, unchanged through millennia.

Hell’s Wan Ge understood.

"Namo Amitabha Yay, Duotaga Yay, Duodi Yata, Amili Duobopi, Amilido, Xidampa...."

It was the Rebirth Mantra.

This Rebirth Mantra was different from those monks chanting for any ordinary deceased.

Because Sui Yi was not a high monk.

But a young, eminently beautiful swordsman, standing above red tiles, reciting to that lonely soul dying from worldly venom.

With her uniquely crisp and calm tone, with her aloof yet tranquilizing aura, bringing peace to this rebirth.

As the Rebirth Mantra slowly dispersed into the air from Sui Yi’s mouth, Wei Zhenzhen’s pupils turned white, black, gradually extinguished.

Yet the mantra couldn’t be completed.

Because a shadow abruptly seized the opportunity from above!

It was You Juanniao!

He conjured his strongest attack from above!

And on the balcony above, Shong Wannian’s palm flicked forcefully, releasing five little black balls swooshing downward!

Simultaneously, Yuwen Shi had already taken up a bow and arrow, full moon bow, arrow mounted, using his remaining strength.

Swoosh!

An arrow shot explosively!

A threefold attack!

It’s said, once the Rebirth Mantra begins, it cannot stop, for all the deceased souls are guided by it towards the Naihe Bridge in the Underworld, it’s the Soul Summoning Song, if interrupted, the souls would get lost.

Being lost means eternally wandering between Yin Yang, never reincarnating, never being reborn.

If dying tragically, the souls immerse in their death spirals.(Rumor has it, for instance, ghosts who die in car accidents will linger at the site, repeatedly enduring their pain).

Hence, the trio’s combined assault is unspeakably despicable but equally lethal.

The five small spheres were about to blast around Sui Yi.

Thinking with one’s toes, one knows that those spheres flung by Shong Wannian from the Ryukyu Dongming must contain Ryukyu’s secret technique and poisons.

The experts on the sixth and fifth floors either retreat or guard their masters...

"Elder Shong, please step back"

"Mr. Liew"

"Great Scholar Wang, please retreat..."

These people’s lives are as precious as treasures, comparable to cities, surely guarded by masters.

But not everyone retreated.

"Uncle Tai.." Li Xiuning spoke gently, although weighing the current situation and avoiding a conflict with the Demon Sect and Yuwen Clan seemed prudent, she couldn’t abide it anymore.

That woman’s death stirred desolation in martial artists’ hearts, moreover, she herself was a woman.

Tai Chongshan nodded, ready to leap out the window to assist.

Suddenly, Sui Yi opened her eyes.

That opening of the eyes.

Everything changed. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote, or offer monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)