The Demon Lords

Chapter 985 - 227: Omen

The falling star is a great omen;

But right now, it’s not the time to ponder where this "omen" should be, because it is falling down.

Perhaps after it falls, the astronomers will report to the Yan Emperor that a star has fallen in the eastern territories, and subsequently, ministers will start to leverage this phenomenon for their own purposes.

But that’s for later, because right now the Sword Saint feels he might be the one to be crushed.

Fanli holds five or six steamed buns, walks out of the kitchen, gnawing on a bun while lifting his head, instantly freezing in place.

"Oh, my dear mother."

The blind man is inside the house reviewing documents; Siniang went to Fengxin City with my lord, leaving all the mundane affairs at Snow Sea Pass to him.

However, because he is inside, coupled with the fact that his mental detection has its distance limits, he hasn’t sensed the anomalies in the sky, and when he finally does, it will be too late to react.

At this moment,

inside and outside Snow Sea Pass, most soldiers and civilians have entered their dreams, even those who haven’t slept, only a few raise their heads.

The young lord in the Earl’s Mansion courtyard is looking up with Mo Wan,

The Sword Saint is also looking up,

and some other eyes are also astonished by the celestial anomaly.

Ninety-nine percent of people can only watch, and have no time to do anything.

Mo Wan is a bit better, he uses his stone to hold the young lord, but doesn’t dare to move recklessly, because when the star falls, its momentum is unstoppable. Unlike when a catapult throws a fireball during a siege, you can roughly predict where it will land when it’s in the sky.

The Sword Saint slightly clenches his palm,

Longyuan flies out from the woodshed, instantly slicing aside the small axe previously used by the Sword Saint for chopping wood, evidently full of fury, as a famed sword of this era, it was previously used for slaughtering pigs, and now it still competes for favor with a broken axe.

But these are minor details; the Sword Saint can’t afford to care about these now.

At this moment,

his thoughts are,

what a loss, what a loss,

He used to think Zheng Fan set his home next to the Earl’s Mansion partly to please him and partly to have him look after the Earl’s Mansion.

But now,

The Sword Saint suddenly wonders if Zheng Fan did too many guilty deeds and truly sensed that the heavens might drop a rock to kill him,

So he deliberately bound the two families together?

If the falling star is to hit the Earl’s Mansion, then his small home certainly won’t be spared.

Therefore,

he now has no other choice.

He really dislikes the feeling of being bound,

Even though he understands,

It’s impossible for Zheng Fan to predict that one day a star would truly fall and crush his home.

The sword,

is right beside him,

The Sword Saint quietly gathers his energy and focuses his mind,

He knows, actually,

If he were in his prime, he might have the ability to deflect that blazing object away, but now, he probably doesn’t have that ability.

Moreover, anyway, he probably won’t survive either.

This is the power of heaven and earth, terrifying indeed.

Besides,

If that gloomy aura periodically emitted from the house next door, if it hadn’t taken a deep sleep, with its help, perhaps the odds would be slightly better, at least, it could slightly deviate the trajectory of the falling star.

As long as it doesn’t hit the Earl’s Mansion.

As for whether any civilians will be harmed as a result, it doesn’t matter.

Even though the name Sword Saint contains "Saint," it actually has nothing to do with genuine compassion that would spare the ant’s life while sweeping the ground, when he wants to be straightforward, he can be.

Just with some sentiments,

A while ago, he casually took a pig head from Lord Pingye,

Today,

He might have to pay back multiple times.

Such a loss,

Such a loss indeed.

However,

Worldly affairs are unpredictable,

The falling star in the sky is so fast, that these thoughts of the Sword Saint flash by in a moment, and because of its unpredictable nature, it directly gives a real sense of "leaving it to fate."

Fate,

Not bad.

Lord Pingye’s fate is not bad,

Even though he’s not at home now, if the Earl’s Mansion is flattened by the falling star and the young lord dies inside, then...

And the fate of Snow Sea Pass isn’t bad either,

Because the angle of the falling star was slightly tilted, when it was extremely high in the sky, it looked like it would hit you, but as it rapidly descended, even a slight angle could magnify into a very long distance.

"Boom!"

The falling star finally landed two li away from the northern wall of Snow Sea Pass, but it also emitted a tremendous roar.

The Sword Saint exhaled deeply,

Sitting down,

The previous scene,

Even the Sword Saint broke out in a cold sweat,

Sometimes, one’s own life and death might not matter, but once it involves those one cares about, the burden becomes incredibly heavy.

Reaching out, he picks up the nearby Longyuan,

Places a piece of wood on the block,

Raises Longyuan,

"Slash,"

Cuts it off.

After chopping several more pieces of wood, the Sword Saint finally calms down.

At the same time, the loud noise attracted huge attention, the north gate of Snow Sea Pass opened wide, and teams of cavalry rushed out.

Liang Cheng was the first to arrive at the impact site, where white smoke still rose, Liang Cheng immediately ordered his men to spread out to stand guard, while sending notifications to the nearest Hailan Tribe, telling them not to panic.

Just after giving these orders, Liang Cheng saw Fanli carrying the blind man running over.

"Did a meteor fall?" the blind man asked.

Liang Cheng nodded and said, "Right ahead."

"Alright, let’s take a look," the blind man said.

"There might be radiation."