Chapter 110 Shadow Killing Sword
"Huff!" Shangguan Jiannan's breathing was heavy and powerful, echoing in the empty air, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding tranquility.
Not far away, Huikong was also deeply attracted by the murals, and he sighed from time to time.
Although silent, these murals vividly depict the ups and downs of a warrior's career - from the passion for martial arts when first starting out, to the confusion and struggle of an uncertain future, to the perseverance and tenacity to move forward courageously.
The road of a warrior is full of thorns. Those who can achieve success are rare, while most of them can only exit the stage in disgrace and become the dust of history.
After a long while, the two came out of their contemplation, with an indelible mark engraved in their hearts.
“Only by being firm can we go far.
"Shangguan Jiannan muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with determination and firmness, but his face could not hide his heavy expression.
Huikong also lowered his head in deep thought, as if he was silently calculating something in his mind.
Although the mural is quiet, it seems to give life to the characters in the painting, allowing the viewer to put themselves into the picture and feel the glory and tragedy that belongs to the warriors.
Shangguan Jiannan's thoughts drifted away, and he began to imagine his future - would he be like those warriors in the murals who were determined and eventually became great, or would he fail in the face of numerous difficulties? Just as he was immersed in this thought, a familiar figure suddenly broke into his mind - it was his sister, the shadow spirit of the Nether Jade Pendant.
This sudden longing was like a warm current that instantly warmed his cold heart, but it also made him more deeply realize the loneliness and difficulty of the warrior's path.
However, this warmth did not last long.
As his thoughts surged, the smiling face of the Netherworld Jade Pendant's shadow gradually blurred, and finally turned into a wisp of light smoke and dissipated into nothingness.
"No! Don't leave me!" Shangguan Jiannan suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed at the air with his hands, trying to retain the warmth that was about to disappear, but he only grabbed a handful of air.
His heart was filled with despair and unwillingness. His heart-wrenching roar echoed in the empty hall for a long time, moving everyone.
Huikong was startled by Shangguan Jiannan's sudden loss of control. He looked at his usually calm and reserved companion in confusion. He saw that Shangguan Jiannan had his eyes closed, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat pouring down, and his hands waving helplessly in the air, as if he was struggling against some invisible force.
He understood that at this moment, Shangguan Jiannan was being consumed by fear and loneliness deep in his heart.
All he could do was to wait silently by the side and give silent support and encouragement.
Shangguan Jiannan's heart was surging, but he could only watch the invisible force dissipate into nothingness. His heart was roaring madly, but he could only let the emotions surge in his chest without being able to vent them out.
A firm vow echoed in his mind: "No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, I will move forward."
At the same time, names like Grandpa, Taoist Xuantian, and Shadow Spirit of the Netherworld Jade Pendant flickered in his heart like stars, giving him endless strength.
However, at this moment, Shangguan Jiannan seemed to be struck by lightning, his whole body stiffened, the world in front of him became blurred and distorted, and the murals on the wall seemed to come alive and rushed towards him.
He was so shocked that he couldn't speak and could only allow the power to consume him.
The roar exploded in his ears, and Shangguan Jiannan felt dizzy. All his thoughts were cleared, and only the murals flashed past his eyes.
The process was short and intense. When he regained consciousness, he found himself still standing in the hall. Everything was normal, but there was an indescribable meaning in Huikong's eyes.
"What's wrong?" Shangguan Jiannan noticed Huikong's abnormality and couldn't help but ask.
Huikong shook his head slightly and didn't say much.
But Shangguan Jiannan's heart was filled with excitement, because he found that the murals had been deeply imprinted in his mind.
"Shadow Killing Sword Diagram..." He muttered to himself. This was not a martial arts secret book, but a magical thing that could guide people into the dark night state of mind and comprehend the true meaning of martial arts.
However, he soon realized that this inheritance was incomplete, and the pieced-together Shadow Killing Sword Maps were full of incompleteness and unknowns.
Shangguan Jiannan stood where he was, staring deeply at the Shadow Killing Sword Diagram in his mind, trying to decipher more information from it.
But this picture was too profound and complex, far beyond his current understanding.
He felt a sense of powerlessness and confusion, but more of a curiosity and desire for the unknown.
He knew that this inheritance would be an important guide on his path to martial arts and the key to unlocking the mystery of his life.
No matter how difficult the road ahead is, he will move forward bravely to pursue his own peak of martial arts.
Shangguan Jiannan was sweating profusely at this moment. He took a deep breath, unable to hide the look of astonishment on his face.
"Forget it. I still can't comprehend the essence of this Shadow Killing Sword Diagram."
He murmured to himself, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, perhaps he would be able to gain something someday in the future.
As his mood calmed down, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed, and the depressing atmosphere around him dissipated.
At this time, Huikong walked slowly over and asked Shangguan Jiannan with a gentle look: "Brother Jiannan, did you gain anything from this exploration?" The murals in the hall were mottled, with fallen parts everywhere, making it difficult to piece together a complete picture. Huikong also frowned and had no clue.
Shangguan Jiannan shook his head slightly, and the two looked at each other and continued to search carefully in the ruins, but found nothing new, and finally walked out of the hall side by side.
The shadow spirit woke up from his sleep, looked around, and was shocked: "Why is my palace so dilapidated?" Before his eyes, the ruins of the palace were scattered in an orderly manner and in a mess.
Shangguan Jiannan and Huikong shuttled back and forth, each step full of caution and sharp eyes, always on guard against unknown dangers.
In the blink of an eye, two days had passed since Shangguan Jiannan first came into contact with the Shadow Killing Sword Diagram.
During these two days, the two worked hand in hand, and although there were challenges, they were able to overcome most of them with their tacit understanding and strength.
Most of the monsters encountered were level three, which were nothing to Huikong and could be easily repelled.
Ahead, a palace collapsed with a loud bang, and huge rocks and broken walls lay across the middle of the road, blocking the way.
The two were already accustomed to this, and they quickly jumped onto the ruins. With their agile bodies, they passed through the obstacles in just a few jumps.
However, when they stepped into the next hall, an unprecedented wave of heat hit them in the face, as if they were instantly placed in a blazing furnace.
Inside the hall, heat waves were rolling and the walls seemed to be burning with raging flames, releasing suffocating high temperatures.
The air was distorted by the high temperature, and layers of white mist rose from the ground. The entire space was like a huge oven, leaving no place for people to hide.
Shangguan Jiannan and Huikong looked at each other, both filled with shock and vigilance.
They know very well that this hot area hides even more severe challenges and unknown dangers.