Chapter 1455: Hope

Wei Donghai had searched for the sun for many years without success, and could only watch helplessly as all living beings withered and died. This was due to his limited abilities, and he had long felt guilty in his heart. Today, witnessing such a tragic scene, he could no longer bear it!

Even though those shadowy figures exuded terrifying auras and he was no match for them, he would rather fight to the death than sit idly by and watch his kin be slaughtered!

With the determination to fight to the death, Wei Donghai descended into the city, his sword pointed directly at the shadowy figure before him.

Unexpectedly.

With just one slash, the powerful being was split in half on the spot!

"Crack!"

The crisp sound stunned Wei Donghai and caused the surrounding shadowy figures to turn their heads in shock!

Wei Donghai was filled with disbelief. He never expected that, despite his cultivation having regressed, his sword intent could still be so formidable, capable of annihilating such a powerful shadowy figure with a single strike.

Staring blankly at the sword in his hand, he suddenly remembered something, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

"This sword..."

"The sword Brother Yi gave me that day is actually this powerful!"

Suddenly realizing the immense power of the sword in his hand, far beyond what he had previously known, Wei Donghai was filled with joy and his fighting spirit soared. He charged into the shadows with his sword.

For a moment, the flashing sword light illuminated the dim surroundings several times over, and wherever the sword light passed, severed limbs and broken bodies littered the ground.

As he swung his sword, Wei Donghai grew more and more confident, single-handedly slaughtering the group of shadowy figures!

Several breaths later.

The surviving cultivators expressed their gratitude repeatedly, and Wei Donghai finally let out a long, relieved sigh!

But when he looked back at the countless shadowy figures on the ground, the lingering terrifying aura still filled him with fear. The courage he had just moments ago faded, and a wave of dread crept in.

If he hadn't had this divine sword, he would likely have perished by now!

This victory was purely due to the advantage of the divine weapon!

After coming to his senses, a flood of doubts began to rise in Wei Donghai's mind, making him feel inexplicably panicked. He couldn't even respond to the surrounding cultivators.

These shadowy figures were too powerful, far stronger than he had been at his peak.

Fortunately, there were only a few of them here. If more had come, even with the divine sword, he probably wouldn't have had enough spiritual energy to fight them off!

With the calamities raging and all living beings withering, how could such powerful beings suddenly appear?

Thinking of this, his expression grew increasingly grim.

"This matter is truly strange..."

"In the current state of Yunxing, there are likely few who can deal with them. If there are more of their kind, it would be a great disaster for Yunxing! I must inform all fellow cultivators of this!"

Burdened with these doubts, Wei Donghai dared not stay any longer and immediately flew toward his former secluded village.

Not long after.

Upon returning to the mountain village, Wei Donghai saw his fellow cultivators locked in a bitter struggle, with some even falling on the spot!

Fortunately, his senior brother, Zui Wuyan, also had a divine sword, which allowed them to barely secure a victory.

A group of elderly men, greatly exhausted, sat on the ground, their faces grave as they meditated to recover.

The ancient sage, Luo Hongfei, looked around at the injured fellow cultivators and solemnly declared.

"Fellow cultivators."

"With both natural disasters and man-made calamities striking, Yunxing is at a critical juncture. These shadowy figures are far too powerful, beyond what human strength can contend with. We must unite all our forces if we are to protect the living beings of Yunxing!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were met with unanimous agreement.

In an instant, all the reclusive elders flew off in all directions, their spiritual energy radiating without restraint as they sent out numerous messages, urgently contacting the remaining major forces on Yunxing.

Within a few hours.

All the remaining cultivators on Yunxing had formed an alliance, with the high-ranking members gathering in the secluded village. Regardless of their previous backgrounds or grudges, they set aside their differences and united, preparing to rely on the two divine swords to protect Yunxing.

However, the reality was even more brutal than they had imagined.

As the Yunxing alliance was being formed, shadowy beings began appearing in various immortal regions, annihilating countless immortal sects and reclusive clans in an instant, leaving them powerless to fight back!

Even distant planets in the starry sea suffered the same slaughter.

In just three short days, from the upper-tier planets to the lower-tier ones, most of the planets were successively slaughtered, turning into lifeless husks!

All of this, the people of Yunxing were unaware of.

The alliance they had formed gathered in the secluded village, occupying the surrounding mountains and wilderness, making their final stand!

After another battle, tens of thousands of cultivators were killed or injured.

This victory was extremely brutal, but it brought a glimmer of hope to the vast number of cultivators.

Zui Wuyan and Wei Donghai, wielding the divine swords, once again turned the tide, boosting the alliance's morale. At the same time, someone discovered that by refining the remains of the shadowy beings, they could obtain sufficient spiritual energy!

After years of the sun's disappearance, humanity finally seemed to have found a desperate way out: using the power of the divine swords to hunt the shadowy beings and obtain spiritual energy to replenish the cultivators' depleted cultivation.

Unfortunately, the spiritual energy obtained from refining the remains of the shadowy beings killed by just two divine swords was far too little, a drop in the bucket for the entire human race.

After the brief moment of joy, everyone's gaze turned to the two divine swords.

"The enemy is strong, and we are weak. I don't know how long we can hold out."

"No matter how difficult or dangerous it is, we must not give up. Even if we fight to the last person, we must defend Yunxing!"

"Those shadowy beings are too powerful. Fighting them means either death or severe injury. The spiritual energy obtained from refining their remains is currently not enough to cover our losses. The future looks bleak!"

"Where did these divine swords come from? Are there more?"

As the discussions continued, the powerful figures from all sides turned their gazes to Wei Donghai and Zui Wuyan.

The two shook their heads slightly, their eyes filled with regret.

"The swords in our hands were given to us by Brother Yi. It's unlikely there are more."

"Brother Yi's cultivation was extraordinarily high. If he were here, we might have a better chance. Unfortunately, he is elusive, always appearing and disappearing without a trace. Now, we don't even know where he is."

"With Yunxing's spiritual energy depleted to this extent, even we cultivators are struggling to survive. It's possible that even Brother Yi might..."

As the words trailed off, the tone grew increasingly somber.

Everyone present could sense the despondency in the words, and the hope in their hearts turned to nothingness, prompting soft sighs.

"Ah..."

In such a life-and-death situation, a small glimmer of hope was not enough to fully boost morale. Some couldn't help but reminisce about past glories and mention certain powerful, legendary figures.

"If Master Lu were still here, perhaps we would have a better chance in this battle."

"Master Lu? The one who comprehended the terrifying path of feces?"

"Exactly! If that great master were here, he might be able to stand against these shadowy beings!"

"That's true! Master Lu's cultivation was profound, and his faction, the Shadow Island, was also filled with hidden talents. Our human race still has powerful figures; we are not doomed to extinction!"

As the discussion continued, a glimmer of light began to appear in everyone's eyes. The small spark of hope started to spread, and their fighting spirit was rekindled!

"Fellow cultivators, you are right. Our human race will not perish!"

"Even if our cultivation is lacking, as long as we fight to the death to create opportunities for Brother Wei and Brother Zui to use the divine swords to kill the shadow demons and refine spiritual energy, as long as we keep pushing forward, someone will eventually recover their cultivation!"

"I am willing to sacrifice my flesh and blood to secure a chance of survival for our race!"

"I too will not shirk my responsibility!"

"We swear to defend Yunxing to the death and never give up!"

As the heated discussions spread, the cultivators in this desperate situation erupted with a fervor they had never felt before. The seemingly weak human race had managed to hold on until now, thanks to this inherent tenacity and willpower.

No matter what conflicts they had in the past, in the face of the survival of their race, there were always those who would step forward to shoulder the responsibility, shedding their blood for the greater good. This is how heroes are made in times of crisis.

This is both the resilient nature of the human race and the indomitable spirit passed down through generations!

Listening to the passionate cries around him, the greatly exhausted Wei Donghai suddenly felt as if he was filled with boundless energy, a surge of热血沸腾 (burning passion) he couldn't describe.

Once again, he looked up at the dark night sky and firmly whispered to himself.

"The human race will not perish!"

"Shadow Island and Master Lu will never be defeated by the shadow demons!"