noffsinger Chapter 472 Salvation
Chapter 472 Salvation
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Amid the flickering candlelight, someone sighed softly.
"The people of Izumo have long forgotten what the sky really looks like, but we have to keep holding the blade that is destined to disappear."
"It's time to end this."
"No matter what the outcome is."
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The next morning, An Ming's trial day arrived.
As the son of Takama-ga-hara, he has lived to the age of ten and has never shown any signs of being unfavorable to Izumo. Based on this, Raiden Lingyi asked Yuan Yuesheng to reconsider the trial.
After all, the people being judged may no longer be considered human beings.
Even someone as strong as Ying would become emotionally indifferent after experiencing dozens of Amber Ages, and would only reveal a few human emotions when facing An Ming.
What's more, he has never come into contact with anyone in these dozens of Amber Ages. He holds the most powerful imperial sword and is sealed alone in the Imperial Sword Palace.
Minamoto, Raiden, Kazekawa, Uesugi, Fujiwara, Toyotomi.
The heads of the six major families gathered in the Zhaodao Hall to conduct the final trial of An Ming.
An Ming stood in the middle of the round table, looking up at the hollow ceiling, from where he could see the bright sunshine.
In fact, he has always had a question in his mind: since Izumo is always shrouded in the shadow of the sun, why can it still have such warm sunshine?
Sakura tells him that it's just a pathetic self-deception, no different than burying your head in your pillow and not looking at the disaster.
Yuan Yuesheng was in charge of presiding over the meeting. She looked at An Ming with many emotions in her eyes.
An Ming actually saw some kind of relief or pleading in it, but Yuan Yuesheng quickly looked away and said in a cold tone: "If you have no objection, let's get started."
As the button on the round table slowly rose, once more than half of the votes were cast, An Ming would be put on trial.
Sakura just watched all this in silence. This trial also had an extra meaning to her. That person was the evidence that led her to confirm the existence of reincarnation.
Of course, she also knew best that this was not a trial for An Ming, but a reunion.
Voting will close soon.
Those who supported the trial of Yasumei were: Minamoto, Uesugi, Fujiwara, and Toyotomi.
Those who do not support it are naturally Raiden and Fengchuan.
Yuan Yuesheng had naturally anticipated this situation, and nodded calmly, "The result is out, An Ming, do you have any opinion?"
An Ming looked at the heads of the families in front of the round table. Feng Chuanxiu expressed his helplessness with a slightly apologetic look, while Lei Dian Lingyi had a lot of anger in his eyes.
As for the remaining family heads who had never met An Ming before, the looks they gave him showed not only disgust but also fear.
Takama-ga-hara is a taboo name, and children born from there are naturally children of disaster and should be judged.
Yuan Yuesheng smiled, looked at Ying and said, "If you are worried, Senior Ying can accompany you."
There was a hint of doubt in Ying's eyes, but after seeing the seriousness in that look, she said nothing and tacitly agreed.
It wasn't a bad thing for her to accompany An Ming, but she didn't understand Yuan Yuesheng's thoughts for the time being, as if... she had to be sent away.
Would her staying here affect anything?
"please."
The door behind Yuan Yuesheng slowly rose, revealing a staircase that continued to extend downwards. The walls on both sides were carved with colorful carvings of Izumo's history.
Ten Amber Ages have passed since the advent of the eight million gods, but Izumo has not yet escaped the shadow of the sun.
An Ming was still carrying the bamboo sword on his back, and Ying followed behind him. The two of them entered together, and the heavy door behind them slowly fell, isolating the situation in the conference room.
"That's the best way."
The head of the Uesugi family, Uesugi Osamu, spoke calmly as he fumbled for the scabbard at his waist, where the imperial sword should have been placed. Unfortunately, ever since Kumi and Ming were shattered, the Uesugi family no longer had anyone who could use the imperial sword.
Lei Dian Ling wanted to curse, but because he couldn't beat four people alone, he just cursed honestly: "Shit."
"The result has been decided, all you have to do is wait."
Yuan Yuesheng clasped his hands together under the table, a hint of self-mockery flashing in his eyes.
The Toyotomi and Fujiwara family heads on both sides of the round table looked at each other, with determination in their eyes.
An Ming naturally had no idea of what happened next in the conference room. At this moment, he and Ying were walking towards a place of judgment with an unknown end.
"I originally thought I would be the only one going to the trial, but now that Sister Ying is here, I'm not so scared," An Ming said half-jokingly.
"I didn't see you were scared."
Ying stared at the stairs that kept shining under her feet and said softly, "Maybe you don't know that person, but 'An Ming' does."
An Ming didn't quite understand what Ying said, but Ying interrupted him with a smile: "You'll know when you see it." There was no point in explaining before that.
Sakura has always been a person who speaks her mind. Even Sakura didn't say it directly. I guess it must be really indescribable in words.
After climbing hundreds of steps, what appeared before An Ming's eyes was an open underground circular hall. Surprisingly, even deep underground he could hear the sound of wind and snow.
"I'll wait for you here," Ying stopped. It was not the first time she saw that person, and now it would be more appropriate for An Ming to go forward alone.
An Ming hesitated for a few seconds and then continued forward.
In the empty and silent hall, only the stone throne in the center stood quietly.
The throne was carved from a cold, dark grey boulder. Time had left mottled marks on its surface, and every texture spoke of past glory.
Where the light and shadow of the wind and snow interweave, the silhouette of the white-haired girl is quietly reflected in it. Her frosty white hair naturally falls to her waist, and a few strands of hair gently brush across her fair and cold cheeks.
The girl's eyes were closed, her face was like fine porcelain, and she leaned motionless on the throne.
It seems as if time in the circular hall has already stopped, leaving only this eternal picture frozen in time.
But when An Ming's footsteps sounded outside the hall, the eternal stagnation was broken. The girl's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes that were as clear as the law.
Golden lines like blood vessels flashed in his translucent blue pupils, as if he had been sleeping for too long. The white robe that fit his body softly swayed slightly, but only his eyes moved.
The moment An Ming looked into her eyes, he lost consciousness in the depths of his mind, and at that moment, he also knew everything about the person in front of him.
Just a glance contained so much information. If the person in front of him was willing, he could even explode An Ming's brain with his ideas.
Those eyes seemed to contain all the truth and wisdom in the world, worthy of the title of the strongest.
The first imperial sword user in Izumo, the only owner of the first imperial sword [True]——
【Savior】Aini.