Soul-Slaying Maiden: Master Of Ancient Divine Weapons

Gongyang Jin gripped the Xuanyuan Sword.

Her entire demeanor changed dramatically.

Her black attire was entirely enveloped by a golden glow, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura, like a holy maiden descending from the heavens.

After absorbing the soul of the Xuanyuan Sword, Gongyang Jin's powerful presence completely overshadowed the Ninth-Order Izanagi Serpent. Facing this human wielding the sword in her right hand, the Izanagi Serpent felt an unprecedented, fatal threat.

Having slumbered for a hundred years, it was enraged to find itself fearing a mere human. It roared furiously.

"The Sword of the Holy Path, SLAY!"

Gongyang Jin raised her hand and swung the sword.

The blazing sword light condensed into an extreme pinpoint of brilliance.

There was no earth-shattering display; only a single pinpoint of light appeared on the head of the awakening Ninth-Order Izanagi Serpent.

The scene froze at this moment.

Guanshan's eyes turned somber, and just as he was about to act, his hands, feet, and body were suddenly bound by a translucent halo. Lin Jingxuan had made his move, and Wei Qing followed up seamlessly, landing a punch squarely on Guanshan's head.

He struggled briefly before decisively losing consciousness.

At this moment, the Izanagi Serpent had completely lost its Ninth-Order aura and plummeted from the sky.

Without a word, Lin Jingxuan waved his hand, and the serpent's corpse was teleported away along with its bones, vanishing without a trace.

After handling this, they finally turned their attention to Han Zhen behind them.

Next to Han Zhen, after that singular strike, Gongyang Jin cast a satisfied glance his way. Then, her entire body burst into countless golden particles, merging into the Xuanyuan Sword and falling into a deep slumber.

"This is…"

"The price."

Han Zhen did not offer much explanation.

No one had died. The traitor was subdued, and the Izanagi Serpent crisis was resolved.

The Heavenly Sword slayed the Izanagi Serpent—this was already the best possible outcome.

"She was willing to go this far for you. She's not quite the fearsome villain the rumors made her out to be," Wei Qing remarked with a sigh.

Lin Jingxuan silently shook his head.

"If it weren't for you all, the Great Xia would have suffered a devastating blow today."

"Han Zhen, well done."

"But there is still more for us to accomplish."

At Lin Jingxuan's words, everyone turned their gaze to the collapsed Yumen Pass below. Outside its ruins, countless Izanagi serpents were launching a final, frenzied assault. Without Yumen Pass as a barrier, they clashed directly with the human spirit contractors.

This was the final battle of the Izanagi Campaign—the closing chapter.

Han Zhen carefully put away the Xuanyuan Sword, only to find it could not be stored in his spatial ring. He then asked his senior brother for a sword case and carried it on his back.

"Don't worry, I'll keep growing and breaking through until I'm strong enough to awaken you."

After saying this to Gongyang Jin, he turned to look at Wei Qing.

"Senior Brother, let's return to the battlefield together and finish this last fight."

Wei Qing nodded. "Alright!"

Without reinforcements for the serpent horde, without the four Eighth-Order Serpent Kings to anchor them, and with the Ninth-Order Izanagi Serpent briefly revived but slain by the Xuanyuan Sword, the tide of battle turned.

The Izanagi serpents charging in despair on the frontlines met their ultimate demise.

The battle spirit contractors of the Great Xia fought with increasing valor.

The Izanagi serpents were relentlessly defeated until every last one perished.

When the final serpent fell, the long-suppressed battlefield erupted in triumphant cheers from the Great Xia's spirit contractors and their spirit companions.

They had won. They had truly won.

Many wept tears of joy; others howled towards the heavens.

They had triumphed over the foreign race. In this grueling battle that lasted for months, their will remained unbroken, and humanity emerged victorious.

Han Zhen stood amidst the battlefield, feeling the roars and shouts around him.

A surge of exhilaration coursed through him. Now he understood why his mentor, Li Shutong, had insisted he experience the battlefield firsthand.

This journey brought breakthroughs not just in cultivation but also in mindset and understanding.

At the forefront, Wei Qing planted the Great Xia's banner atop the highest point of the Izanagi serpent's camp.

It symbolized the Great Xia reclaiming its lost territory.

"Great Xia, invincible!" Wei Qing declared loudly.

"Great Xia, invincible!"

"Great Xia, invincible!"

———

The Izanagi Campaign reached its conclusion.

After the victory, Wei Qing took Han Zhen to a special place.

"This is the burial ground for all the fallen soldiers."

"In this battle, a total of 58,320 spirit contractors and their companions perished."

Fifty-eight thousand three hundred and twenty—a number that wasn't just a statistic but a heavy price for victory.

As far as Han Zhen's eyes could see, countless gravestones stood densely packed. Each one bore a different photograph, a different name, and a different epitaph:

"Wait for me. I'll have ten bowls of pickled mustard noodles when I return."

"Mom, don't wait for me to celebrate the New Year this time."

"Wei Qing, you owe me 500,000 credits. Plus this mission's allowance of 250,000—totaling 750,000. Don't forget to pay me when I'm back."

"Thirty-three and still single. How can marriage compare to fighting these aliens?"

"Honored to serve the Great Xia, I traverse thousands of miles with unyielding resolve, slaying my foes."

"One last drink?"

Each epitaph seemed to bring a vivid, living person to life before him.

Their faces, voices, and personalities, though never seen by Han Zhen, felt like old friends standing before him.

It was an unprecedented sense of awe.

Wei Qing said nothing, only lightened his steps as he walked among the gravestones, silently paying his respects.

Victory owed much to their sacrifices.

After leaving, Wei Qing patted Han Zhen's shoulder and said, "Thank you."

If not for Han Zhen and Gongyang Jin, the death toll would have been at least ten times higher.

His gratitude was sincere.

"What is Guanshan's epitaph?" Han Zhen suddenly asked.

Wei Qing paused, then answered truthfully. "The world lacks understanding; I walk alone."

It suited Guanshan's dull expression perfectly. Han Zhen nodded knowingly.

"The Izanagi Campaign ended sooner than expected. In two days, I'll return to Deep Blue City."

"Senior Brother, your battlefield may be over, but mine is just beginning."

Wei Qing looked at him. "You mean…"

"Dawn."

All these events were tied to one organization—Dawn

Had Han Zhen not repeatedly turned peril into opportunity, he would have already perished at their hands—twice.

Whether as an individual or as Li Shutong's student, Han Zhen now stood firmly against Dawn.

The battlefield against the foreign race lay on the frontlines.

The battlefield against Dawn was deeper, in the shadows.

"Fighting them alone will be incredibly difficult. They were even able to recruit someone like Guanshan. Who knows how many others they've planted across the Great Xia."

"I've heard about what's happening in Deep Blue City. Their schemes run deep, and the mastermind is likely among the highest-ranking individuals."

"Taking them on will be tough."

Han Zhen glanced back at the graves behind him, his voice resolute.

"I'm not alone."

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