348 If the Sky is Collapsing, Someone Must Hold it Up

“Why?” Xu Yourong’s complexion was slightly pale. “The gate of the Garden of Zhou is about to open.” Chen Changsheng glanced atthe baby peng, but what he said instead was a different topic. The reopening of the Garden of Zhou was obviously good news, but in his voice,there were no feelings of happiness, because the collapse continued. Hefollowed Xu Yourong’s method and let the black rock turn into a Heavenly TomeMonolith, which stopped the arrival of destruction. However, it was notenough—the snowy mountain had already begun to collapse. The initial greatpower of the world that caused the collapse had calmed down again, but whowould stop the avalanche once it grew out of control? A storm of energy arrived before the mausoleum. With a dozen or so terrifyingripping sounds, the mausoleum began to shake violently. Several boulders abovethe south-western wall began to fall. Because of the cracks, the azure blue skybecame dark and gloomy. Many fragments of the sky had landed on the grasslandwithout their notice and were now being blown around in the violent wind. Therewere countless flowing flames in the distance in the Garden of Zhou, and therewas black smoke and fire everywhere. Monsters ran in a panic, and manymiserable howls and sad sounds could be vaguely heard. The world was currentlybeing destroyed. Xu Yourong looked into his eyes—she did not have the power to raise her arm tograb his collar, but that was what she implied. Before, she had indeed saidthat even if the balance between the Heavenly Tome Monoliths was regained, itwould be useless. The Garden of Zhou was already undergoing the process ofdestruction. However, if the gate of the Garden of Zhou really was about toopen, why could they not leave together? Why did she have to leave first? “The sky is falling,” he looked into her eyes and said very seriously. “And then?” she looked into his eyes and asked very seriously. “If there is no one to hold it up, no one will make it out.” Chen Changsheng raised the Yellow Paper Umbrella and stood up. He turnedaround, looked at her and said, “I need to stay behind and find a method tomake it last a little longer.” Xu Yourong’s trembling voice was like drizzle disturbing the lake water. “You?How… will you do it?” How will you do it? What will happen to you? It was unknown which question wascloser to what she was asking. Chen Changsheng looked at her and said very sincerely, “I will see.” The Heavenly Tome Monoliths had returned to the Garden of Zhou and theformation had regained stability. It helped the interior of the Garden of Zhougain the most valuable period of time. The gate of the Garden of Zhou wascurrently opening, but with its current speed, it was extremely possible thatit would not make it. If the people outside could not open the Garden of Zhouin time, the sky would collapse, and the monsters that lived inside, as well asthe hundreds of human cultivators that had entered the Garden of Zhou would alldie in the sky full of flowing flames. The Garden of Zhou would be destroyed. So many lives might die. The mostdirect reason was because he had removed all the swords from the SwordPool—there was no need to care about any demon scheme or Black Robe’s sinisterarrangements. He did not pay attention to the fact that they had arrived in thedepths of the grasslands to save each other, or discuss the summoning of thesword intent and the Yellow Paper Umbrella. In short, all the matters happenedbecause of him, so naturally they were to be all solved by him. He had once thought that if he could not stop the destruction of the Garden ofZhou, perhaps he could attempt to use the dagger to take away all the humancultivators and some monsters from the Garden of Zhou. However, the problem wasthat the space of the dagger had a limit. At the moment, it already stored tenthousand broken swords, and was unable to store anything more. He believed thatXu Yourong’s spatial artifact was the same. Right now, the only thing he could do was slow the collapse of the Garden ofZhou, and give the people in the Garden of Zhou enough time to leave. It wasalso because of the imploration of the baby peng to help the countless monstersin the grassland to seize a chance of living. As a result, he needed to stay,and wished that he could last a little longer, to seize a little more time. However… why? Xu Yourong could not ask the question in time. Her shoulderswere grabbed by the baby peng, and she was lifted into the sky outside themausoleum. The Great Peng had said that it could only carry one person. Chen Changshengalso could not make the final explanation in time, and watched as the baby pengtook her away, flying into the distance. The wind in the surroundings of the mausoleum blew violently. Xu Yourong wasextremely weak, and was unable to say anything at all. She could only stareblankly at him who stood on the mausoleum. She looked at him very seriously, asif she wanted to remember all of his face. Looking at the person on themausoleum that became smaller and smaller, she shouted, “Xu Sheng, you idiot.” The wind really was very strong. By the time her voice had traveled to themausoleum, it was already very soft. However, Chen Changsheng heard it. Heyelled a sentence loudly back at her, but this time, the wind was too strong,and she did not hear it. “I’m not called Xu Sheng, I’m called Chen Changsheng.” After saying that, he turned around and ran up the mausoleum. The mausoleumwas very big. From the end of the divine path to the highest point, it was adistance of several thousand zhang. Also, the mausoleum was formed from hugeboulders, and was extremely difficult to climb. Fortunately, he possessedstrength and speed far beyond an ordinary person’s. In a short time, he arrivedat the highest point of the mausoleum. He stood on the peak boulder of the mausoleum, and looked at the flowingflames that constantly rained down in the distance. He looked at the blacksmoke and burning forests, and the shattered blue dome of the sky that seemedto be right in front of him. He grasped the dagger in his hand tightly—the skyreally was collapsing. Luoluo had once said something to him full of emotions. It was what the White Emperor had said to her: “If the sky collapses, therewill be someone tall who holds it up for you.” Right now, he was at the highest point in the mausoleum, as well as thehighest point in the entire Garden of Zhou. It was higher than the peak of theSunset Valley. It was the closest point to the sky, the furthest point from theground and the point where he could see the furthest. As a result, he wascurrently the tallest person in the Garden of Zhou. The sky was collapsing, so he obviously had to hold it up. This had nothing todo with the quote ‘Great power comes with great responsibilities’, because hebelieved this originally was his responsibility. Also, he just happened to havecapabilities in this area—who just happened to be on the mausoleum, holding anumbrella in his hand with ten thousand swords in his scabbard? He switched the dagger and the Yellow Paper Umbrella between his hands. With ascreech, the sharp dagger was deeply embedded in the rock, which helped himstabilize himself in the violent winds. Afterwards, he extended the YellowPaper Umbrella in his right hand towards the sky on the verge of collapse. Witha whoosh, the Yellow Paper Umbrella was opened in the violent wind, turninginto a cowering, small, yellow flower, as if it could be ripped into shreds bythe whirlwinds at any time. It could be said that the Yellow Paper Umbrella was the magical artifact thatpossessed the greatest defense in the world. With the prideful and powerfulsword intent of the Heaven Shrouding Sword, if it fell into the hands of apeerless expert, it could be imagined that it could produce a fame that wasextremely dazzling. However… he still could not rely on just the umbrella tohold up a sky, even though it was just the sky of the miniature world of theGarden of Zhou. Not to mention that the Yellow Paper Umbrella was currently inhis hands. He who was at the upper realm of Ethereal Opening was obviously veryoutstanding in the younger generation, but in front of the sky, he wasinsignificant. Please come out and help me, Chen Changsheng muttered in his heart. This was his responsibility, so he had to endure it. This also seemed to bethe responsibility of the swords, but the swords were originally kept in theGarden of Zhou against their will, so he used the word ‘please’. Without a pause, with his thought, countless shrill sword resonances appearedin the surroundings of the giant boulder that was at the peak of the mausoleum.They created a great many powerful gusts of wind, and for just an instant, theyactually suppressed all the whirlwinds that wreaked havoc in the Garden of Zhou. Countless swords surged out from the scabbard by his waist! Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh! The swords brushed past the side of the YellowPaper Umbrella, and then quickly dispersed, like fireworks. The ten thousand swords turned into ten lines formed by swords and rose fromthe peak of the mausoleum. They fell through the sky, just like the skeleton ofan umbrella. It was a huge umbrella that covered thousands of li. It was opened by Chen Changsheng, and held up the sky that was on the brink ofcollapse. …