Bai Yuwei's heart felt as though it was being hammered by a sledgehammer.
In his decades of military life, he had seen countless heroes pass away.
But none of them could compare to the heart-wrenching pain he felt now.
Not only because the deceased in his arms was his own son, but also because of the question he asked before he left.
Hero, these two words were like the sharpest dagger, stabbing into his heart and stirring up blood. It made him feel shame, sadness, despair, grief … …
Because he was no longer a hero, he was not worthy.
A pitiful person who had denied his life, who had lost everything, how could he be a hero?
What qualifications did he have to teach his son, to show him what a hero was.
He had nothing left, nothing could be saved. His son's life, his own fate, everything … … he was like a chess piece on a chessboard. Once he achieved his goal, he would be discarded like a pair of worn-out shoes.
Just like now, he could only watch his son die without being able to do anything. He couldn't even fulfill his son's last wish and regret … … he was simply the biggest failure of a father in the world.
He couldn't even … … cry.
Bai Yuwei opened his eyes in a daze. His expression was very distorted. He even wanted to squeeze out tears, but he couldn't cry. Sadness and despair occupied his heart, rejecting everything. He looked up at the sky. He didn't even know what he wanted to do or what he was.
His expression seemed to be laughing but not crying. He didn't know if he was laughing at himself or lamenting his fate. He closed his son's eyes and whispered, "Hero … … hero … …"
This word was already very far away from him … … very, very far away.
He grabbed his hair and pressed on his chest. It was as though something familiar was jumping and roaring in his heart. It was as though something was burning in his heart, trying its best to spread light and warmth to his entire body.
But the scars of the past covered everything. The black sky shrouded his heart.
He smiled bitterly and said the words he didn't dare to say to his son, "I'm no longer a hero … … I'm not worthy … … a person like me, what qualifications do I have to be a hero … …"
"No … … you are."
Hearing this voice, Bai Yuwei suddenly raised his head.
His gaze was as fierce as an old wolf.
Xie Wei leaned on the demon sword and sat on the ground. The little demoness' expression was extremely weak. She stared at Bai Zhenming's corpse with sorrow on her face. She softly spoke, "In Mister Bai's eyes, you are."
Bai Yuwei said fiercely, "You … What do you know …"
Xie Wei turned a blind eye to his fierce attitude and slowly said, "I understand … just like my parents. Even if I know the truth about the battle of the Great Desolate Mountain and know that they participated in that unjust battle, do I have to treat them as ignorant lackeys and the Emperor's minions and deny everything about them …"
Bai Yuwei said ferociously, "Isn't that so?
After doing such a thing, do you still want to be thick-skinned and claim credit for yourself as a hero? "
Xie Wei whispered, "So, this Tian Yuan Battle was fought by Sun Lang alone from beginning to end?"
Bai Yuwei was stunned.
"You've fought on the battlefield for decades. Was everything you did a lie?
The battles you won, the people you saved, the siege in You County, the attack in Feng City, the battle at Da Sha River … … Were all these also Sun Lang's contributions?
The imperial court's rewards and the world's respect for you, was it all because of the battle of the Great Desolate Mountain?
You've been a senior official for three dynasties. Was it all because of the final victory? "
Bai Yuwei sighed sadly. "No amount of contributions can make up for my stupidity in the end. I … …"
"But Mr. Bai doesn't care … …" Xie Wei's eyes were filled with sorrow. She looked at Bai Zhenming's body and whispered, "In his heart, you're perfect. Just like in my heart, my parents are still heroes of Tian Yuan … …"
"They may have made a mistake at the end of their lives, but that doesn't mean they can deny their lifetime achievements and sacrifices. Even if everyone in the world sees them this way, as their daughter, I shouldn't compromise …" Xie Wei calmly said, "I won't deny the mistakes they've made, but I won't forget the merits they've made. I will remember everything about them, whether it's good or bad …"
Bai Yuwei murmured, "It doesn't make any sense … …"
Xie Wei whispered, "But as a child, how can I watch my father fall into a quagmire … … Just like before Mr. Bai left, he couldn't forget his father's glorious figure. That was the most eternal impression he had of you. No matter whether he was good or bad, no matter whether you were good or bad, you were still father and son … …"
Bai Yuwei stroked Bai Zhenming's face that was gradually turning cold. He whispered, "He was a good child, but I wasn't a good father. I didn't teach him well … … Seeing me like this, he must be very disappointed because I can't teach him what a hero is. I'm not one anymore … …"
Xie Wei sighed. "Yes, he was very disappointed … … but not because of that.
Mr. Bai left with regret because he saw a pitiful and weak old man instead of the indomitable father in his memory. Even if he didn't hesitate to take on the heavy responsibility of protecting you, he must have longed to see the heroic father in his memory instead of the current you … … "
Bai Yuwei murmured, "But I'm not … … I'm already crippled … …"
Xie Wei's expression dimmed. "Unfortunately, I discovered it too late. It's useless to say anything now. Sun Lang's regret is probably irreparable …"
She seemed to be muttering to herself, but when Bai Yuwei heard it, it sounded like a loud bell.
He raised his head abruptly. "What?
Sun Lang's regret? "
Xie Wei turned her head and looked at Sun Lang's figure. Previously, after Sun Lang kicked Bai Zhenming to Bai Yuwei, he faced Rushou head-on. He was like an impenetrable wall, blocking all of the Gold Obsidian Sword Spirit's attacks.
It was as though he was giving the Bai father and son the safest chance to bid farewell.
Xie Wei sighed. "Sun Lang should be … in the same state as Mr. Bai."
Bai Yuwei felt like he had been struck by lightning.
His entire body was trembling.
The entire world was spinning as he said with a trembling voice, "This … This is impossible!"
Xie Wei whispered, "I only discovered it not too long ago … … but there were signs long ago.
Sun Lang could have killed you long ago, but he insisted on treating your amnesia … … "
Bai Yuwei shook his head forcefully. "It's not like that. He wanted to treat me because he didn't want to kill a lunatic. He wanted to see the real me before … …"
The little demoness bit her lips and whispered, "Then, after you woke up, you spoke humbly to him, denying your life's achievements and calling yourself a clown. You turned a deaf ear to Rushou's mockery and acted extremely lowly. You closed your eyes and waited for death … … but did Sun Lang make a move?
He was even angry. Did you see any joy in bowing down to his enemy on his face?
He … he … "
Xie Wei's voice was tinged with sorrow. "He didn't want to see you like this at all … …"
Bai Yuwei's soul trembled and trembled. It was as if there was a ball of fire burning fiercely in his heart. The entire world rumbled as the sky turned into a rich blood color.
Xie Wei's words seemed to come from the horizon.
"Rushou and Sister Lu both said that Sun Lang treated you as a father and a master. You taught him, reminded him, and saw him as your successor and the best disciple. You created so many achievements side by side with him … … In his heart, you are also a hero of indomitable spirit … …"
"Therefore, even if the incident at the Great Desolate Mountain made him want to kill you, the shadow you left in his heart would not become despicable and dark. He still remembers the Gold Radiance Sword Sage who illuminated the world. The one he wants to kill is the Gold Radiance Sword Sage who illuminated the world, not a pitiful worm who was willing to be lowly … …"
Bai Yuwei shook his head fiercely and denied, "No … … It shouldn't be. I … … I don't believe it!
It can't be like that!
I … … I'm that kind of person … … I'm that kind of person … … "
Xie Wei said softly, "I told you before, but you didn't believe me. I said that even if Sun Lang killed the present you, he would not feel happy … … because he doesn't know the present you … … Do you understand?"
Bai Yuwei's heart was already in turmoil. He felt as if something was struggling and roaring at the bottom of his heart. He pressed down on his throbbing heart. His mouth was dry, and he even felt terrified and retreated. He was looking forward to a glimmer of light, but he was afraid that after this illusion, there would be deep darkness.
For some reason, he shouted, "Sun Lang!"
Sun Lang, who was fighting with Rushou, turned his head.
Their gazes collided in midair.
He didn't need to ask any questions. All he needed to do was look at him in the eye …. If it were Sun Lang, who had fought side by side on the battlefield, who had won the Ten Victories with Ten Victories, and who had the most tacit understanding with him, Sun Lang would definitely understand.
He would understand the look in his eyes … … the humble, pleading, expectant, fearful look in his eyes.
Their gazes only lasted for a second.
Sun Lang brandished his Sword Qi and swam through Rushou's attacks.
He said indifferently, "Can you still fight?"
Just like in the past, just like when they were on the battlefield.
Just these four words were like four beams of light that tore through the dark clouds and tore apart the curtains in the sky.
Bai Yuwei's tears gushed out.
Tears that he had not shed even after his son's death flowed down in large droplets. He choked and cried as he used all his strength to stand up while trembling.
It was like a mountain had been erected once again.
Xie Wei looked at Bai Yuwei in astonishment. She felt that the elder had become different.
Then, she saw a faint white light. At first, it was a sporadic point of light before it gathered into a tiny cloud. Then, it was a river, and slowly, it became a raging sea.
In the sky, Rushou fell into extreme shock. He could not understand everything that was happening in front of him. The sword spirit said in shock, "What … What is this!?
How can you still condense Gold Radiance Sword Qi!?
What … What's going on!? "
Bai Yuwei did not answer him. He looked at Sun Lang with guilt, pity, apology, and gratitude in his eyes. If this is your wish, then let us make up for your final regret.
Resplendent sword flashes rose from his body.
His life, body, soul, will, everything shone with dazzling sword flashes.
The high-spirited Bai Yuwei in his youth, the accomplished Bai Yuwei in his youth army, the steady and magnanimous middle-aged Bai Yuwei, an elder of three dynasties, a veteran general in the army, undefeated in a hundred battles, and a world-famous meritorious service. The glory he gained by fighting with his saber and spear forged the illustrious name of the Gold Radiance Sword Sage.
His entire life was fused into this dazzling sword flash.
He was the Gold Radiance Sword Sage … Regardless of whether the sword spirit had betrayed him, regardless of whether martial arts existed, he was still the Gold Radiance Sword Sage. This was because this name was not bestowed upon him by the emperor, nor did it exist because of the holy sword. This was his life, his achievements, his everything. Regardless, he had once fought bravely on the Tianyuan battlefield for the country and countless citizens. This merit would not be erased.
This was because there were people who still remembered … remembered the time when they fought side by side.
Bai Yuwei held his right hand in the air before pulling it up inch by inch.
The white sword flash turned bright as it gradually condensed into a radiant entity. It was a sword. This sword had made him illustrious, supporting the Bai family's position as the number one family in the Qin Prefecture. Now, after losing it, this newly forged holy sword had a new meaning.
Upon seeing this sword, Rushou's voice could not help but be filled with horror. He screamed, "Gold Radiance Holy Sword!
This is impossible!
I'm the spirit of the Gold Radiance!
How can there be another holy sword!?
Then what am I?
What am I!?
What am I!? "
No one paid any attention to the crazy The Devil.
Be it Sun Lang or Bai Yuwei … they only wanted to complete something that had yet to be completed.
Sun Lang said indifferently, "Follow me."
Then, he soared into the sky, into the sky, into the Upheaval.
Bai Yuwei held the holy sword as he floated up.
One after another, two powerful sword flashes that swept across the mountains and rivers soared into the sky.
Without any exchange of words, they fought side by side once again.
Rushou yelled frantically, "Impossible!
I'm Rushou, the spirit of the Gold Radiance Sword!
I'm the spirit of the Saints, born in the mountains. Don't even think of defeating me!
Don't even think of denying me! "
The power of the Gold Radiance churned violently as countless rocks charged into the sky and gathered together, forming a ferocious face of a devil. Then, it smashed towards Sun Lang and Bai Yuwei.
Sun Lang's sword flash shot out as sword beams danced, shattering the layers of falling rocks.
Bai Yuwei followed closely behind.
The two sword flashes danced wildly in the sky.
Everyone in the Bai Family Fort saw this scene.
The ferocious demonic face in the sky and the two dazzling rays of light were like ribbons. It was as if the heroes of the Heaven Yuan Empire had saved everything in the dark and silent world of the Sky Demon.
Wei Zhongxian and the others shed tears because they had seen the same scene during the Great War of the Heaven Yuan Empire. The two unparalleled generals of the Heaven Yuan Empire worked together seamlessly as they fought side by side. The brilliance of the Dual Sword Saints shone on the battlefield, making all the soldiers feel at ease and excited.
They did not expect to see this scene again after two years.
Sun Lang sliced apart the shattered rocks, opening the final passageway. Behind him, Bai Yuwei suddenly rushed out. The dazzling Golden Radiance Sacred Sword shone with a peerless light that was hard to find in this world. Like a hero, the sacred sword that shone in the sky carried the honor and disgrace of its master, cleaving into the nightmarish past.
Then, the feeling of Rushou disappeared.
It completely disappeared from this world.
Sun Lang and Bai Yuwei landed on the ground.
The holy sword in Bai Yuwei's hand shone with a sharp golden light. He stabbed the holy sword into the ground. The falling rocks were pulled by an invisible force and slowly fell to the ground. The collapsed mountains stabilized and the violent tremors gradually subsided. The catastrophe had finally come to an end.
Xie Wei stood up and ran happily to the two of them.
She saw Sun Lang and Bai Yuwei standing opposite each other in silence.
The little fairy seemed to have realized something, and she slowly stopped in her tracks.
Then, Bai Yuwei pulled out his holy sword and looked at Sun Lang. He suddenly smiled. "It's time to end it."
Sun Lang also smiled and raised his hand. "Very good."
The little fairy was shocked. Sadness emerged from the bottom of her heart. She wanted to stop them, but she did not want to. Perhaps this was the best result because it was indeed time to end it.
Whether it was the nightmare of Sun Lang or Bai Yuwei.
It was still the battle of Tianyuan that had not ended yet.
Xie Wei closed his eyes and said slowly, "Sister Lu."
Ji Du hesitated. "You …"
The little fairy raised her hand and Ji Du turned into a purple light and rushed to Sun Lang.
Sun Lang held his sword in his hand and Bai Yuwei stabbed with his sword.
The two souls of war, their weapons clashed for the last time.
Then, the winner was decided.
The tip of the golden sword stopped in front of Sun Lang's neck. The tip of Ji Du's sword broke Bai Yuwei's heart.
The old man fell powerlessly in Sun Lang's arms. His head rested on Sun Lang's shoulder.
They hugged for the last time because Bai Yuwei's body gradually turned into white spots of light. Little by little, it merged into the golden sword.
The old man's mouth revealed a smile. He slowly closed his eyes and whispered in Sun Lang's ear the words that were two years late.
"I'm sorry."
"Yes."