I Am Supreme

Chapter 845: The End Of Vengeance

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yun Yang smiled faintly.

“This was clearly a set-up!”

“A set-up? Clearly?” Mr. Nian echoed dully with a sense of loss.

“That’s right. This was a plot I set up painstakingly, a scheme that was aimed right at the Four Seasons Tower’s core,” Yun Yang said softly, “The top priority in achieving this act was that all those under the Four Seasons Tower had to die. For it to be accomplished by your cooperation was perfectly appropriate.”

Mr. Nian laughed in despair and self-mockery.

“I’ve always coordinated things well,” he said and could not help heaving a long sigh.

“Think about it. With how skilled all of you are, it would have been too easy if any of you had intended to escape or hide. It would have been like looking for needles in a haystack if I were to find all of you individually, given how big this world is. Even when I killed all of you, I would constantly worry if anyone got off the hook. However, if you were the one to do the dirty deed, no one would get away!”

“Sword, Snow, Frost, and Ice’s God’s Bones are another salient point that brought about this set-up.”

“I guessed that you’d collect God’s Bones, doing whatever it takes at some point in time. Truthfully, I was also waiting for this chance. Your collection of the corpses and God’s Bones was, precisely, the best opportunity for me.”

“Therefore, this was a set-up, one that you provided an excellent amount of collaboration too.”

Yun Yang said, “I’ve told you everything about my plot. I’d like to know if Mr. Nian will follow through your promise and tell me the location of God’s Grave.”

There was blood bubbling from the corners of Mr. Nian’s mouth. Sticky, crimson liquid leaked and streamed from his lips as he said in despair, “Of course I’ll tell Lord Supreme Cloud.”

“You’ve won. All these should be yours to take!”

He looked at Yun Yang, his sharp gaze slowly fading. It seemed to be sympathy, it looked like ruthlessness… but they all vanished in a glimpse. He laughed and said, “The God’s Grave is in midair behind the Four Seasons Tower’s headquarters. As long as you inject mystical Qi to support three points in three directions, God’s Grave can be opened.”

“The convergence of God’s Bones opens the pathway to heaven. One will be indomitable, becoming a deity! Yun Yang, all these are yours now!”

Mr. Nian laughed but it was a weak one. Finally, he smiled.

“The Four Seasons fall… the Four Seasons Tower… Heh heh… Lost - lost… Lost…” He repeated the word ‘lost’ dozens of times before his head lolled to one side and there was no longer any signs of breathing.

Yet, his body was still twitching. The power of God’s Bones was still wreaking havoc within him.

A long time passed and with a loud explosion, Mr. Nian’s body flew apart into countless pieces, eternally vanishing in this world. Simultaneously, a vigorous power slowly spread into the forest; its source the fifty-four pieces of God’s Bones that now laid on the ground.

Each piece was crystalline and snow-white, shining and gleaming brilliantly.

Had the Four Seasons Tower only collected so few pieces of God’s Bones after so many years?

A human skeleton consisted of more bones than this. If God’s Bones were to replace all the bones in a complete skeleton, the Four Seasons Tower’s endless time spent in the collection was only a meager start!

Looking at God’s Bones, Yun Yang sighed softly and kept them all with a wave of his hand.

After some time, Yun Yang turned around to see that Ji Lingxi was staring at him. Upon realizing that she was being looked at, Ji Lingxi wore an incredibly bright grin and said, “Well done! You’ve finally obtained your revenge and put an end to this lifetime of resentment.”

Yun Yang’s response was to have a lengthy exhalation. He looked up into the sky and closed his eyes, not moving and not speaking for a long, long time.

Everything that he had experienced in the recent years, anything and everything, flashed across his shut eyes like wisps of smoke and fleeting clouds. Supreme Earth, Supreme Wood, Supreme Water, Supreme Flame… every familiar face drifted past him, smiling…

Ji Lingxi watched him in confusion. She stared at Yun Yang’s face in a stupor, as if untold changes and life events had manifested tangibly on Yun Yang’s face in this short amount of time.

This was supposed to be impossible. No matter how much Yun Yang had experienced, how could he already be jaded by life?

In spite of this, Ji Lingxi felt that her eyes did not lie to her.

“When do you plan to locate God’s Grave?” she asked, finally finding her voice again.

Although Ji Lingxi was reluctant to interrupt Yun Yang’s apparently benign state, she had to break his train of thoughts.

Yun Yang took a pause before replying softly, “It’s necessary to go there as only by visiting there will our journey of cultivation in this realm be fully accomplished. However, before that, I plan to stay here for a few days.”

“It’s good to have a few days of rest here. We won this battle, but we’re both physically and mentally drained. We should really have a good rest… Right, do we need to let Marshal Fu know we’re safe and sound?” asked Ji Lingxi.

A beat of silence, then Yun Yang replied, “There’s no need. The formations here are quite complete. As long as they’re not damaged internally, it’s nearly impossible to destroy them from the outside. Mr. Nian’s elaborate set-up was a good thing. When we leave, I’ll fortify the formations here so that it will last forever. From now on, I don’t hope for anyone to come to Tianxuan Cliff.”

“I understand. I’ll help you later, to perfect the formations,” Ji Lingxi answered in agreement.

That night, Yun Yang slept in the Nine Supremes Temple as usual. He laid down early and before long, Ji Lingxi could hear his even breathing. Yun Yang had fallen asleep.

An indescribable sense of peace tinged his sleeping face. There was also an impatient thrill to go and tell his brothers about the good news, like a child who was eager to boast about his accomplishment.

Staring at the man, Ji Lingxi’s expression melted into one of tenderness and fondness.

She only knew about what was on the surface, but she still understood how difficult it had been for Yun Yang, how taxing it was to take each step, like he was walking on thin ice. To say he was dancing on sharp blades or walking on a tightrope would not suffice to describe the danger Yun Yang had encountered.

To avenge his brothers’ deaths, Yun Yang had flirted with death as well, pushing himself to his limits.

For Yutang, Supreme Cloud had given everything he could.

As a Yutang citizen, Yun Yang had done his utmost!

Similarly, as a brother, he had done everything within his power!

To Ji Lingxi, even as a man, Yun Yang had gone beyond himself.

She was certain that the name Yun Yang, the name Supreme Cloud, would be passed down in Tianxuan Continent for a long, long time. It would become a legend no one could replace!

Yun Yang was truly asleep now, fully relaxed in his slumber.

Initially, he was early to rest, but he had not expected himself to fall into a slumber so quickly. He thought that he would have to toss and turn for some time. In contrary, an inexplicable sense of drowsiness overtook him not long after he laid his head down, so Yun Yang had fallen asleep without any defenses.

Asleep, he finally began to dream.