Chapter 1233

“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…”

“Arghh! Aah!”

Their roars no longer sounded human, but like wild beasts tearing at each other in a frenzy.

Both Yun Che and Luo Changsheng’s consciousness was extremely blurry, but a sliver of conviction kept their spiritual senses locked onto each other. Their fists, gathering every last bit of strength and will, heavily pounded each other’s bodies.

The Conferred God Stage was stained crimson over large areas, a horrifying sight. Gradually, no more blood flowed from their bodies.

In their previous exchanges, their momentum had been overwhelming. Now, they were as weak as dying men on the verge of collapse. Yet, in such a state, they could still stand and claw at each other. With every punch, their bodies swayed, but they stubbornly refused to fall. Then came the next punch, and the one after that…

Each time, everyone thought they would surely collapse, but they lunged at each other once more.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Time seemed to crawl horrifyingly slow. The world had fallen silent, like a realm of ghosts. Only the sounds of two dying fiends desperately gnawing at each other could be heard.

“They’ll die… If this continues, they’ll surely die…”

“Why isn’t Revered Quhui stopping them? Yun Che and Luo Changsheng have both gone mad. If this continues, their injuries will only worsen… The Eastern Divine Region might lose two of its most brilliant talents… Stop them now!”

“No… They’ve fought to such an extent in this battle. A victor must be determined, no matter what… How can they be stopped?”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Thud…

The pungent smell of blood silently spread. Though both were flickering like candles in the wind, they had exchanged over a hundred blows, yet neither was willing to fall.

Severe injury leading to unconsciousness is a form of bodily self-repair and protection. But to endure under such severe injuries undoubtedly meant that every moment caused their already critical wounds to continuously tear and worsen. Both were truly fighting with their lives on the line.

He had come to the God Realm to see Jasmine. For this goal, he had abandoned everything, striving with all his might. He had faced countless dangers and near-death experiences, even unhesitatingly exposing trump cards and secrets that could bring him great misfortune. Now, with only one step left, how could he allow himself to fail at the last moment?!

And he was Young Master Changsheng. His father was the Realm King of the Sacred Universe Realm, ruler over all realms in the Eastern Divine Region. His master and aunt were the foremost figures below the King Realms of the Eastern Divine Region. Unbeknownst to most in the God Realm, he was the foremost of the Four God Children of the East. His status was incomparably noble, and his talent and strength were unmatched. Since birth, he had lived in a world where he looked down on others. How could he possibly lose?!

As the two continued to tear at each other and time passed, the tide of the battle began to subtly shift.

Yun Che, wielding the power of the Evil God, whose ability to self-recover in any state, finally allowed him to gain an advantage.

Bang!!

Their fists simultaneously struck each other’s faces again. Yun Che’s upper body swayed backward, but Luo Changsheng let out a low groan, staggered backward, and then heavily fell to his knees.

A faint, savage glint flashed in Yun Che’s eyes. A surge of power, seemingly from nowhere, welled up within his body. He suddenly leaped, his blood-soaked right hand carrying a faint, almost negligible trace of profound energy. He aimed directly at Luo Changsheng’s chest.

But Luo Changsheng, still on his knees, abruptly looked up. His right arm whipped out with astonishing speed, and a streak of purple cold light shot directly at the pouncing Yun Che.

“Ah!!” The sight of that cold light made everyone from the Snow Song Realm gasp in alarm.

That cold light was none other than the Sacred Lightning Sword!

Yun Che vaguely sensed a sharp edge rushing towards him. But with his consciousness blurry and his body already committed to a full-force lunge, he was completely unable to stop himself, and his entire body directly collided with the Sacred Lightning Sword.

Although Luo Changsheng at this point was completely unable to activate the residual lightning power within the Sacred Lightning Sword, it was incredibly light and exceedingly sharp. Even a child wielding it could snap refined steel.

Rip!!

A harsh tearing sound ripped through the air. Luo Changsheng was sent flying by Yun Che’s punch, but Yun Che’s chest was simultaneously struck head-on by the Sacred Lightning Sword. Although Yun Che had no profound energy to protect himself, he possessed an incredibly robust Dragon God Body. The Sacred Lightning Sword failed to pierce through his battered body, but instead sliced across it, cutting a nearly foot-long gash across his chest.

“Ugh!”

Yun Che groaned, lost his balance, and heavily collapsed to the ground. At that very instant, Luo Changsheng, who had been sent flying, suddenly erupted with an abnormal aura. With a hoarse growl, he leaped up, soaring nearly ten feet into the air. His left hand condensed a faint vortex of profound energy, and he slammed it down viciously towards Yun Che’s head.

Bang!!

Yun Che’s upper body twisted with astonishing speed and strangeness. Luo Changsheng’s attack, which had seemingly poured all his will into it, violently slammed into the Conferred God Stage instead. Blood splattered everywhere, and the bones of four of his fingers completely shattered.

Yun Che’s counterattack arrived instantly. His arm, carrying a cold gleam, struck Luo Changsheng’s throat.

“Gah… Ah…”

Luo Changsheng’s body flipped sideways and crashed to the ground. He clutched his throat tightly with both hands, letting out cries of extreme agony. Embedded deeply in his throat was a short blade. Its blade, shaped like a butterfly’s wing, gleamed with the cold light of ice crystals.

“Sound… Butterfly… Blade…” Mu Bingyun whispered, her voice lost.

Yun Che did not pause for a moment to catch his breath. In an instant, he rolled back up to his feet. His right fist, emanating terrifying bloodlust and malevolent energy, and carrying the very last shred of profound energy that had just regenerated within his body, slammed viciously into Luo Changsheng’s head.

Bang————

Luo Changsheng’s already muddled consciousness violently reeled. It shattered into countless pale cracks…

Yun Che was flung far back by the recoil. He collapsed to the ground. His arms trembled, and his hands strained to lift, but he could no longer muster a single shred of strength. Only a sliver of will, refusing to dissipate no matter what, desperately propped up his crumbling consciousness.

The two dying beasts, who had been desperately tearing at each other, finally fell. For a long time, neither stood up.

“Gurgle… Ugh… Ugh…”

Thick, frothy blood overflowed from Luo Changsheng’s eyes, ears, nostrils, and the corners of his mouth. The muddy light in his eyes flickered faintly. His chest convulsed. Slowly, his stiff arm lifted a little, then a little more… The dim light in his pupils trembled more and more violently as he struggled with immense reluctance…

But in the end, his arm did not fully lift. As the light in his eyes finally fixed, the arm he had raised with his last shred of will heavily dropped to the ground. Luo Changsheng’s breathing finally ceased completely. His eyes remained wide open, his pupils filled with unwilling and despairing darkness.

As for Yun Che, his arms were still clutching the ground tightly. In his blood-stained eyes, a spirit that refused to fade still flickered.

It felt as if a massive steel plate had landed in Revered Quhui’s chest. He raised his arm high and shouted loudly: “Luo Changsheng is unconscious! First match of the Conferred God Battle, Yun Che wins!!”

“Luo Changsheng has fallen! Although he lost this match, his performance was equal to Yun Che’s. Therefore, there will be an additional tie-breaker match for the Conferred God Title, to be held in three days!”

In the past, whenever Revered Quhui announced battle results, the spectator stands would either erupt in cheers or buzz with ceaseless commotion. But this time, long after Revered Quhui’s declaration fell silent, the entire venue remained utterly quiet. Everyone wore a bewildered expression, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

Until a woman’s piercing cry resounded.

“Changsheng!!”

Luo Guxie’s trembling cry echoed as she swooped down from above. Her emotions were clearly in violent disarray. Her cry was infused with uncontrolled profound energy, causing many profound practitioners’ ears to ring violently and nearly making them vomit blood.

“Yun Che!” Mu Bingyun also rose into the air at the same time, swiftly flying towards the Conferred God Stage.

Revered Quhui had presided over many Conferred God Battles, but he had never witnessed such a tragic and brutal scene. He had never imagined that a contest between two juniors could leave him with such a heavy sense of suffocation.

Seeing the people from the Sacred Universe Realm and Snow Song Realm rush forward desperately, Revered Quhui sighed inwardly and, with a wave of his hand, withdrew the isolation barrier around the Conferred God Stage.

“Changsheng!!”

Luo Guxie landed beside Luo Changsheng. The Sound Butterfly Blade embedded in his throat was instantly pulled out and flung far away. An extremely gentle profound light carefully enveloped Luo Changsheng’s body. The foremost figure below the King Realms of the Eastern Divine Region, her hands, body, and pupils were all trembling violently at this moment. One could even see the suppressed tears in her eyes.

As the gentle white light fully enveloped Luo Changsheng’s body, Luo Guxie lifted his body and swiftly flew away. In an instant, she vanished into the horizon without a word to anyone. Soon after, Luo Shangchen also followed.

“Yun Che!”

“Senior Brother Yun…”

“Quick! Quickly suppress his injuries.”

“No, don’t move him carelessly. His injuries are truly… too severe…”

Mu Bingyun cradled Yun Che’s upper body, letting him lean against her soft chest. She allowed the thick, scarlet bloodstains to spread across her pure, snow-white robes. Her jade-like hand hovered over Yun Che’s chest, a faint blue light flickering. Yet, she dared not press it down for a long time, only trembling continuously.

Yun Che’s injuries were simply too horrific. From head to toe, inside and out, there wasn’t a single unblemished spot. With such wounds, any other Divine Tribulation Realm profound practitioner would surely not still be alive.

“Senior Brother Yun… Senior Brother Yun… he… he’ll… be alright, won’t he?” The Snow Song disciples carefully gathered around, their hearts clenching as they looked at Yun Che’s blood-soaked, tragic state. Tears welled up in their eyes.

Mu Huanzhi, Mu Tanzhi, and others lowered themselves, kneeling before Yun Che. But like Mu Bingyun, they dared not move to suppress Yun Che’s injuries. In his current state, even the slightest carelessness with profound energy entering his body could be disastrous.

“Did… I… win…?”

His lips barely parted, emitting a voice so faint that it was almost inaudible even at close range.

In his blurred consciousness, he hadn’t even clearly heard Revered Quhui’s thunderous announcement.

“Yes, you won. You defeated Luo Changsheng,” Mu Bingyun murmured softly, her head bowed close to his ear.

A faint twitch appeared at the corner of Yun Che’s lips. It was a smile of immense satisfaction. “That’s… so good…”

“Don’t… worry… I… won’t… die… just…”

“So… tired…”

His voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz. Mu Bingyun’s hand finally, slowly, rested upon him. A layer of extremely gentle blue light spread across his body. “If you’re tired, then sleep soundly.”

Her voice was soft and gentle, as if soothing a drowsy infant. Under her whispered words, Yun Che’s eyes finally closed slowly.

“…” Mu Bingyun raised her head, her gaze hazy.

Heavenly Slaughter Star God, I don’t know what you’ve done for him, or what great kindness you’ve shown him, to make him willingly risk his life for you to this extent. I don’t care what your noble status is, or what the reasons are… I beg you, somehow, fulfill this wish he is willing to sacrifice everything for, even if it’s just to meet him once.

She was the first to know the reason Yun Che came to the God Realm. She had witnessed everything Yun Che had done throughout these years. Today, he fought Luo Changsheng on the Conferred God Stage, risking his life. Everyone would think he was striving for the title, for victory. Only she knew that Yun Che was fighting so desperately not to win the Conferred God Battle, not to become famous throughout the Eastern Divine Region, not for the generous rewards, and certainly not just to defeat Luo Changsheng…

He was fighting simply to see one person.