Chapter 330: The Great General's Old Age
The Demon Emperor's words in the midst of the wind and snow seemed to stir up many past stories. But Su Ning who was dressed in all white appeared unwilling to reminisce. He just responded stiffly, "I've long wanted to have a battle with you?"
Upon hearing this, the Demon Emperor laughed for no reason. When he laughed, it seemed as if the wind and snow between heaven and earth were also howling at this moment.
Su Ning said coldly, "What are you laughing at?"
The Demon Emperor looked at him and said calmly, "You've long wanted to have a battle with Us? Your so-called desire for a battle with Us is just taking advantage of Our injury, thinking you can get rid of Us now and ascend to the throne of the demon race, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Su Ning's expression became ugly. The opportunity he had patiently waited for was, in fact, the moment when the Demon Emperor was at his weakest. He had found such an opportunity, but what did it imply?
Naturally, it meant that the Demon Emperor's strength was so formidable that it made people unable to face him directly.
"You're indeed very powerful. If you were in your prime, I wouldn't have the confidence of defeating you."
Su Ning candidly admitted this fact, exhaling the turbid air from his lungs. His entire person became somewhat less tense. Some words might seem easy to say, but in reality, admitting is always a challenging thing.
The Demon Emperor glanced at Su Ning with some surprise and said casually, "To admit such a thing, you've made some progress in these years."
"I don't believe you came out of that battle unscathed. Since you're injured, I have a chance." Su Ning stared at the Demon Emperor before him. He glanced at the bodies behind the Demon Emperor and said softly, "Moreover, you've just experienced a great battle."
The Demon Emperor did not turn his head to look at the scene he had personally created. He just looked at Su Ning and said calmly, "Indeed, We are injured, and at this moment, We are not at Our peak, but what does it matter?"
"No one can defeat Us, no matter Our current condition."
The Demon Emperor extended his hand, "Since this is the opportunity you've waited for so long, then come, let Us see what progress you've made over the years, whether you're still the same loser who lost to Us before."
Su Ning looked at the Demon Emperor, took a deep breath, and his aura gradually rose. Endless demonic qi burst forth from his body. He looked at the Demon Emperor and murmured, "Your existence is like a nightmare in my life. I no longer want to live like this. Now, I'm going to end these days, whether it's you or me..."
As he spoke, Su Ning walked into the great hall, entering his final battlefield.
At this moment, Su Ning was indeed at his strongest in his entire life, while the Demon Emperor facing him also happened to be at his weakest.
As one rose, the other fell. This might be Su Ning's best opportunity, but the final outcome remained unknown to anyone. Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com
The Demon Emperor knew that this day would inevitably come, so he did not feel fear. He was just waiting for this day. The wind and snow continued, but the great hall had already begun to tremble.
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The atmosphere suddenly became quite depressing.
The Great General stood in the snowy wind on the city wall, gazing into the distance. Suddenly, he heard the sobbing sound not far from him. It was a young soldier who had recently arrived at the Northern Frontier, quietly sobbing.
The Great General coughed a few times before walking over to the young soldier's side, patting him on the shoulder.
"Why are you crying? Do you think this general is about to die?"
Hearing these words, the young soldier's youthful face was filled with panic.
He was about to kneel down when the Great General pulled him up, shook his head, and chuckled softly, "Why kneel? There's no such custom in the Northern Frontier, no need to kneel."
After saying this, he reached out to wipe away the tears from the soldier's eyes and continued, "I've already lived for so many years, and with the demons not attacking now, how could this general possibly die? Moreover, even if I'm going to die, it wouldn't be right now."
After saying this, the Great General patted the young soldier's shoulder once again before returning to the other side of the city wall. A middle-aged scholar had been waiting for him there.
Looking at the arrival, the Great General said, "His Majesty's journey southward this time, our Northern Frontier didn't send people to escort him. Although it was His Majesty's decision, I can't help but worry..."
The middle-aged scholar shook his head, "Since it's His Majesty's decision, there's no need to worry too much. His Majesty even returned safe and sound from the desolate north, so how could anything happen in our Great Liang's territory?"
The Great General nodded and said with a sigh, "Be that as it may, it's just that..."
When he spoke halfway, the Great General waved his hand, smiling, "There's no need to think too much about it. This old martial artist's days are numbered. In these final days, I won't trouble myself with such matters."
"Yao Chang, even Sword Immortal Liu has taken the opportunity to head south to relax. What about you? Still not leaving?"
The Great General looked at the middle-aged scholar, who had been advising and strategizing in the Northern Frontier without an official position. He grinned and said, "What's this? Are you thinking of waiting for this general to die and then take my place as the Great General of the Northern Frontier, becoming a scholar-general of a generation?"
The middle-aged scholar ignored the Great General and instead asked, "I have no ties or obligations here, whether in this place or in the South. But for you, Great General, you haven't seen your family for many years. Don't you plan to go back and have a look?"
The Great General responded calmly, "This general is the Northern Frontier Great General of the Great Liang Dynasty. As long as the people still need me, this general will continue to stand here until the day I die."
The middle-aged scholar sighed, "Great General, you've already done a lot for the people of Great Liang. In these final days, won't you consider living for yourself?"
Shaking his head, the Great General's gaze turned profound, "Whether it's me or His Majesty, we've never planned to live for ourselves."
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