Chapter 273: Close Your Eyes, Don’t Look
Chen An had once thought that the journey ahead would not be easy.
Because ultimately, they only had one path to take.
Even if the First Prince was not very intelligent, he would understand the logic of setting up an ambush along the way.
Even if he didn’t, the factions and clans supporting him would surely do it for him.
The struggle for the throne involved the interests of countless clans.
It was just that Chen An had not expected them to muster such a magnificent display.
Looking around, the surroundings were a sea of darkness, with endless malice churning in the shadows, surging towards him like a tide.
There was no way to avoid it, no room to retreat.
Chen An stood with his sword, his expression calm.
If one was prepared for death from the start, then facing any storm, one could remain calm.
However…
Thinking of the trouble caused by his own sentimentality in his previous life, Chen An felt a slight pang of guilt in his heart.
So, in this life, he would properly complete this mission.
In his embrace, the girl’s gaze was blocked by the man’s chest, and she could not see the figures slowly approaching from the darkness.
She only noticed that Chen An had stopped his footsteps and then shrunk back, saying softly, “Prime Minister Father… are you going back to save Sister Qing?”
Long Li asked, her voice tinged with a hint of urgency.
Logically speaking, returning now would be like a lamb walking into a tiger’s mouth, and it would also mean squandering all their previous efforts.
But whether human, demon, or ghost, as long as they had intelligence, they were inevitably emotional, not just machines that only analyzed pros and cons.
So, if Prime Minister Father were willing to turn back, Long Li would have no objections.
“Whether your Sister Qing is alright, I don’t know…”
Chen An smiled upon hearing this, and he lowered his head. “In any case, we’ve definitely gotten into trouble.”
Long Li was stunned. Her amber vertical pupils blinked, and then she wanted to peek out to see.
But the man stopped her.
He leaned down slightly and tucked her back into his embrace.
“Xiao Li, hold on tight.”
This was the last thing Long Li heard.
The next moment, a clear sword light illuminated the night sky.
The sword light was like water, spreading into the surrounding darkness. With layers of progression, there were several shrill screams and muffled groans.
Long Li was momentarily stunned. She tightened her grip on his clothes subconsciously, just as the man had instructed.
Fleeing from the ancestral land until now, this ‘National Teacher,’ personally acknowledged by the old Dragon King, had never truly revealed his strength.
The only time he could be considered to have shown his hand was in his calm command during their escape.
Regardless of how desperate the situation or how many pursuers there were, he could always give calm and decisive orders, leading the scattered soldiers and guards on various journeys.
Such bearing greatly affected everyone’s morale.
It was as if as long as he was there, there would never be any pointless casualties.
And it was during this process that the calls of “National Teacher!” became particularly sincere.
Even though he had never truly made a move, he had won everyone’s respect.
But today, he had no one else to rely on around him.
The ‘frail’ human National Teacher in their memory had no choice but to draw his sword himself.
So, could he do it?
Long Li bit her lip, burying her head, not daring to look.
As a young dragon, not yet having drunk the blood of the Ancestral Dragon to awaken her divine abilities, she had no significant combat power beyond a slightly sturdier body than ordinary people. She wisely did not jump out to cause trouble for the man.
…
…
At that time, in the Red Bear Clan’s territory.
The clear and loud call gradually turned into an angry roar.
“Do you know what you are doing?!”
“You are committing treason!”
Yan Qing’s questioning was interrupted by a powerful palm strike.
Although her body was large, it was extremely agile. At this moment, she dodged to the side, avoiding a head-on clash. Fortunately, she narrowly avoided it.
However, repeated dodges would eventually lead to mistakes. Even one slip-up, and the fierce blows from Xiong Batian would leave her severely injured and unable to recover.
This kind of play was undoubtedly risking her own life.
Faced with Yan Qing’s angry reprimand, a hint of disdain flashed across Xiong Batian’s face.
“Treason? Heh, how can the foundation of my Ten Thousand Demon Country for thousands of years be manipulated by a mere human? The late king was foolish and deceived into issuing such a decree, but we still have the First Prince!”
“Since I am acting under the First Prince’s orders, how can it be considered treason?”
After speaking, he thought of something and continued to taunt, “Do you think that as long as you hold me back, that human can easily escape with the little princess?”
“You don’t know that my second brother has already pursued them out of the city. Once they are held back, he will take the human’s head!”
Xiong Batian said, confidence flashing in his eyes, and he declared, ” my second brother is brave by nature and unrivaled in the world. That National Teacher’s weak body, which trembles even when walking, probably can’t withstand one blow from my second brother!”
Yan Qing’s expression remained unchanged as her intentions were seen through.
However, upon hearing the last sentence, Yan Qing glanced towards the distance with concern.
The reason she so desperately wanted to spar with the National Teacher was to have some idea of his capabilities…
So, could that man who always stared at the night sky blankly, could he do it?
…
…
The bright sword lights illuminated the entire night sky.
Compared to the girl in his previous life, Chen An’s swordplay was purely of the Tai Xuan Sect’s style.
All sorts of magnificent sword techniques were wielded with ease in his hands. His figure weaved through the boundless darkness like a true soaring dragon.
Sword light flickered across the wilderness, like streams of moonlight, revealing the man’s still calm face.
Long Li watched quietly, even holding her breath subconsciously due to her intense focus.
Screams echoed continuously in the wilderness.
The blood, darkened by the night, flowed like trickling streams, quietly reaching Chen An’s feet.
Yan Qing’s efforts were not in vain.
The pursuers here were merely the remnants of the ambush, but they were not fearsome great demons. Instead, they were overwhelming in numbers, attempting to wear Chen An down in the wilderness.
Time passed, little by little.
The man continued to swing his sword calmly, his steps never faltering, still moving towards his designated direction.
Long Li leaned against Prime Minister Father’s chest, hearing his strong, beating heart.
Despite the dangers surrounding them, she felt unexpectedly at ease.
It wasn’t until another splash of blood that her amber vertical pupils suddenly widened.
Because this time, the blood splattered was no longer from the shouting demon soldiers and generals.
Human strength has its limits, and moreover, he had to constantly shield the girl in his arms from enemy attacks.
Claws scraped across the man’s shoulder, accompanied by a soul-stirring roar.
The flesh and blood on his shoulder were already blurred, revealing bone.
Only then did he calmly lower his head and meet the girl’s gaze.
“Close your eyes, don’t look.”
He whispered.
(End of Chapter)
