Condemning the Heavens

Bai Tianyi glanced at Luoluo, who was freezing people one after another. She held a slight smile on her face, and he could see the excitement in her eyes. It was clear that her emotions were active, so why was he so unlucky to be emotionless?

While he was not totally emotionless, the emotions had a dampener on them, so he could not feel anything extreme, neither happiness nor sadness. It was as if he was an outsider to everything, looking at it from the sidelines, never fully engaged in the world.

He had long felt a few pangs of envy towards the rest of Xue Wei's friends and companions because they could let go of their emotions as they pleased, but he was unable to do so.

To him, the offer that Lan had given was indeed very tempting, and he was instantly hopeful. But as always, the feelings were faint, and did not cause many ripples in neither his expression nor his heart.

Lan looked at Bai Tianyi with a bit of pity. He understood that this sword spirit really wanted to unseal the emotions. Otherwise, he would not have any reaction at all, but he was unable to show it.

"Once upon a time, I too sealed off my emotions," Lan said with a sigh. He did not care that Xue Wei and the others were battling; he knew that they would be fine even without Bai Tianyi participating, so he decided to speak with this artificial spirit instead.

Bai Tianyi was interested when he heard the words of Lan, and he glanced at the deity.

Lan saw his interest, smiled, and continued talking. "When I lost Zhiqing, I was unable to handle the blow. I wanted to destroy everything around me, I wanted no one to be happy since she had died so tragically, but due to the promise I had given her, I knew that I had to guard the world that she valued so much.

"To be able to handle the feeling of loss, and stay true to my promise, I sealed the majority of my emotions for a full two thousand years. It was not that the emotions became less; I just gained the ability to control them.

"Even now, I feel the same heart wrenching sadness whenever I think about the loss I suffered when Zhiqing left me."

Bai Tianyi was thinking deeply. He was unsure why Lan had decided to speak with him about his experiences, but he was listening intently.

"When your emotions become unsealed, they might become hard to control," Lan continued to explain. "You did not experience many emotions the last many thousands of years, so when they return in full bloom, your heart will clench, and you will feel that life is truly vivid."

Bai Tianyi nodded his head. He could imagine that it was so, and he was happy that Lan had made him aware of this so that he could prepare for it.

While Bai Tianyi and Lan were engaged in conversation, the rest were fighting. Their Luan birds, which were still juvenile, were able to work together in a flock, and their abilities proved lethal against the ordinary soldiers.

But although these soldiers were weaker than Xue Wei and the group, they dared not slack or relax. The sheer amount of soldiers in this camp was so overwhelming that they had to conserve every last ounce of energy to deal with them.

Initially, many had tried to run away, but Lan's barrier made it so that escape was impossible. Since they could not escape, the only other option was to fight for their lives, which resulted in all of them charging at Xue Wei and his group.

Fortunately, there was only so much space around them, but the ground they were standing on turned into a mountain of corpses. At first, the soil had turned muddy from the blood spilled on it, but soon the earth could no longer absorb more liquids, and it turned into a river of blood that flowed freely from the battlefield.

As the corpse mountain grew in size, many of the experts began pleading for mercy, but Xue Wei just continued the massacre. Strange energy began enveloping the corpses, and Lan, who had been remarkably calm, began trembling.

His eyes widened, and he observed the surroundings.

"Keep killing!" he shouted to Xue Wei and his friends, and they acknowledged the order, after which they sped up their attacks.

More and more fell to the weapons in their hands, and the sound of agony spread through the battlefield.

Lan narrowed the barrier so that the people had nowhere left to run, and Xue Wei was like a grim reader, harvesting lives left and right. Everywhere he went, death followed, and no one was capable of surviving.

The dense aura of death that had surrounded the battlefield was growing in strength.

Before the battle, Lan had specifically told Luoluo, Bai Tianyi, and Xue Wei that they could not touch the soul power that would be released by these experts.

It was not that he did not want them to get stronger; it was more a question of whether or not the soul power could be the factor that made the Ghost Realm open up its gates.

Xue Wei and Lan had not known if it would be possible, but looking at the current situation and the dense aura of death, both their eyes were glistening with hope.

Xue Wei moved even more frantically. He knew how important this was to Lan, and if he could help him, he would.

Although they had not always had a good relationship, Xue Wei knew that if not for Lan, he would have died many times over, and this favor had to be repaid, not to mention, they were friends now.