Chapter 342 The Light That Rips Through the Darkness
Meng Chuan held the brush in his hand and couldn’t help but stop.
In the past few years, Meng Chuan had experienced too many unforgettable events.
Rustle
Meng Chuan gently lowered his brush and began painting a handsome man carefully. The man had a flame mark between his eyebrows. He had an extraordinary bearing and a piercing gaze. It was Marquis Heavenstar.
Marquis Heavenstar was a famous sharpshooter. There were very few sharpshooters among powerful G.o.dfiends. Marquis Heavenstar was ranked amongst the top globally. He was Liu Qiyue’s master. Meng Chuan had seen Marquis Heavenstar many times and was impressed by his bearing. However, more than five years ago, Marquis Heavenstar was killed in battle. He was one of the 12 Archean Mountain Marquis G.o.dfiends that had died that year. It was very difficult to express Marquis Heavenstar’s bearing and temperament in a painting. Meng Chuan painted very seriously and took more than four hours to finish.
Meng Chuan continued his daily underground reconnaissance and daily saber art cultivation. He only spent about six hours painting each day.
After painting Marquis Heavenstar, Meng Chuan painted another Marquis G.o.dfiendMarquis Gong Xu.
Marquis Gong Xu was also a Marquis G.o.dfiend that came from Wu State. He was tall and muscular, a very dignified G.o.dfiend. Back then, his father, Meng Dajiang, was accused of colluding with the Skydemon Sect and was imprisoned in Wu State’s dungeons. Marquis Gong Xu had been in charge of guarding Wu State Capital. More than a year ago, when Marquis Gong Xu was defending a region, he released numerous Quintessential Essence threads to deal with a large number of demon monarchs when a fourth Firmament demon monarch team ambushed him. Although Marquis Gong Xu had killed a fourth Firmament demon monarch, he still died in battle.
Meng Chuan hadn’t interacted with Marquis Gong Xu much. He painted the scene of Marquis Gong Xu righteously stopping him from leaving with his father. As he had personally experienced it, he had a deep impression of the scene. The scene he painted was naturally more true to life.
Although the person in the painting was real, he no longer existed in reality. Meng Chuan’s heart ached.
Xue Feng was the third person that Meng Chuan painted.
Xue Feng’s talent was immense. He had already taken one step towards the Seamless realm. His future was limitless. If he had fully developed his strength, he would’ve probably been another King Calm Sea and King True Martial. His achievements and strength might’ve even gone further beyond theirs. However, he was still killed by a demon sage, Yellow Oscillate. Meng Chuan admired Xue Feng’s character and pitied his early demise.
When he was young, Meng Chuan had heard his grandaunt mention how talented King Calm Sea’s fifth son was. He had reached the Unity realm at the age of ten, comprehended Force at the age of 13, and became a G.o.dfiend at the age of 15. When he entered Archean Mountain, Xue Feng was also the most dazzling disciple. Even after leaving the mountain, Meng Chuan’s cultivation speed was inferior to that of Xue Feng. When Xue Feng was in the World Gap, he had reached the Dharma Domain realm while Meng Chuan only reached the peak of the Realm of Dao. Of course, he was five years older than him.
Meng Chuan saw how much he had sacrificed for Yan Jin.
Xue Feng. Meng Chuan painted the last scene he saw of Xue Feng-heavily injured, Xue Feng faced Demon Sage Yellow Oscillate valiantly. He wasn’t afraid; he emanated pure calmness. As a guardian G.o.dfiend, he had long been prepared to die in battle.
Every day, Meng Chuan painted Marquis G.o.dfiends. He was very familiar with some of them, while some were Marquis G.o.dfiends he hadn’t interacted much with. He even painted a few Marquis G.o.dfiends that he had only heard of; he had only seen their figures on Blood Red Cliff.
Those that he hadn’t seen with his own eyes, he could only replicate the scenes on Red Blood Cliff-scenes of them leaving the mountain in high spirits. Meng Chuan painted a total of 18 Marquis G.o.dfiends. He also drew some Patroller G.o.dfiends. Many Patrollers were killed in action in recent years. Meng Chuan had seen some of them with his own eyes. He was even very familiar with some of them. Therefore, he only drew a few simple scenes.
Meng Chuan finished this painting after 21 days.
Late at night, Meng Chuan looked at the painting
The 18 Marquis G.o.dfiends were rather eye-catching. Xue Feng, Marquis Heavenstar, and Marquis Gong Xu were in the middle of the painting. Behind the 18 Marquis G.o.dfiends were 51 Patroller G.o.dfiends. The background G.o.dfiends became more and more blurry as one looked further behind the Marquis G.o.dfiends. In fact, a lot of G.o.dfiends could be seen in the faint shadows.
This painting was of a group of G.o.dfiends. It was as though they remained alive in front of him.
Meng Chuan picked up his brush and wrote a few words on the rightmost side of the painting-Remember Them.
He wrote another pa.s.sage
“It has been five years and seven months since greater demon monarchs entered the human world from Wide Imperial Pa.s.s. Archean Mountain alone has lost 18 Marquis G.o.dfiends and 511 Patroller G.o.dfiends. The war is getting more and more tragic; casualties continue to rise. Painted by Meng Chuan during a December winter.”
Meng Chuan put away his brush and looked at the painting silently. He wanted to vent the intense emotions suppressed in his heart. He also felt that these people should not be forgotten, which was his primary motivation for painting them.
If we win the war, I hope future generations will know of this group of heroes that risked their lives for humanity. They should be remembered forever.
After putting down his brush, Meng Chuan walked out of the study. There was snow on the ground. It was extremely cold mid-winter. Meng Chuan didn’t pay much attention to it. Although he had completed this painting, he knew that people might not remember these heroes thousands of years from the present era, even if they won the war. Perhaps only those who studied history could find the names of many G.o.dfiends by flipping through old papers.
Junior Brother Xue and the others probably don’t care if they are forgotten. They risked their lives solely for the sake of us humans winning this war.
Meng Chuan sensed that his Essence Soul’s spiritual glow was gradually converging. In the past half month, he had sought answers from his inner self, causing his Essence Soul to transform. However, even though it had improved greatly, it remained a fourth-level Essence Soul. One of the requirements to become a Creation Supremacy was a fifth-level Essence Soul. It was extremely difficult to attain.
It’s been seven years since I obtained a fourth-level Essence Soul. These seven years have been especially tragic. My Essence Soul has also improved greatly. Its quality has improved by several-fold, but it still hasn’t achieved a qualitative transformation. As long as I keep improving, I won’t be far from breaking through.
Meng Chuan wasn’t discouraged at all. He kept improving, so he was getting closer and closer to attaining a fifth-level Essence Soul.
Meng Chuan looked up at the night sky as he stood in the courtyard. When can we tear through this long night? Stuck in this war, Meng Chuan couldn’t see any hope of victory. When will victory come?
He knew that they were enduring torment and constantly fighting, but what lay ahead remained pitch-black. More and more World Entrances appeared. More and more demon monarchs entered the human world, becoming stronger and stronger. A large number of demon sages and Imperial Lords were eyeing this world covetously.
Clang.
Meng Chuan unsheathed Demon Slayer and continued practicing his saber art. He slashed out again and again. He cultivated the Infinite Saber; it was the saber art that he invested most of his energy into.
Every strike was focused and pursued extreme speed.
Quick! Faster. Break through all obstructions.
Meng Chuan executed his saber art with all his might as though he wanted to split the thick darkness apart! He hoped to see a sliver of hope after cleaving through the thick darkness!
Whoosh.
Meng Chuan’s saber art suddenly increased in speed, far exceeding the usual speed. It instantly transformed into a beam of light-a beam that tore through the darkness!