Legend of the Moon Sword
The Underworld Fight

The flames filled the darkness.

Hot smoke billowed, puddles of boiling water just under the soles of the feet.

Plumes of ash spread everywhere lining the black soil.

The black walls were like steep cliffs made of hard immortal stone.

It could be called the stone of the underworld.

The taper iron forged in such a way was seen dancing around down there.

As far as the eye can see from a height above the steep abyss of hell, the lightning-like glint is met with a loud clanging sound that is mutually unpretentious.

The sound of the footprints touching the water filled the silence in addition to the sound of the fiery turmoil.

Cold sweat poured out from his forehead, blood constantly flowing from every single one of his exposed skin.

His breath hunted, still trying to hold the sword hilt with one grip. His gaze was only fixed on one figure, big and dashing.

There were no wounds all over his body towering up. The two buffalo horns coiled around his head, showing his sinister figure than anything in the world.

"Zhang Yuan." His voice shook like lightning, but like a cold wind.

His big fingers with sharp fingernails pointed at Zhang Yuan's figure who continued to grasp the hilt of his sword without trepidation. "Why not give up too? It's free, you'll be dead soon." Further.

Zhang Yuan who heard that chuckled wryly. In between his breaths, he said, "Hey! Even if I die, my spirit will still fight with you!"

Zhang Yuan's words only elicited a thunderous laugh from the demon.

He pointed at Zhang Yuan pettyly, challenging him to a duel once more. Zhang Yuan gave a slanted smile, this turbulent sense of fighting spirit returning again.

He longs for these moments, times when he has the lust to fight. Zhang Yuan, at his young age had already stepped into the world of cultivation. And now became one of the greatest cultivators among the other 5 famous cultivators.

And this time only himself stepped on the underworld to defeat the ruthless demon lord who had destroyed his world in the blink of an eye.

His brother, his brother, his family, his friends, had all perished and died to ashes. Even those four great cultivators whom he regarded as his brother had already melted down to the bone.

Zhang Yuan's hands trembled, a sense of spirit and vengeance coursing through his blood. With sturdy horses he took a lot of air from his mouth although now his lungs may have been hurt so badly.

Zhang Yuan shouted, anger shaking him to the point of driving him insane. Lightning snatched in his eyes, with a single stomp of his feet he was able to run hundreds of kilometers with a time of seconds.

The flames grew bigger, ashes flying everywhere.

The underworld demon retreated a few steps, took the hellish sword he was most proud of and pointed it at the figure of Zhang Yuan galloping towards him.

Zhang Yuan's mind was blank, even his consciousness was taken over by his own anger.

"Sister Yu, I promise you I will give you sweets every day." Zhang Yuan said inwardly mentioning the name of his only sister. His eyebrows frowned, holding back the cry with regret.

"I broke my promise, I never gave you any sweets other than that day." Zhang Yuan, the man again grew riled up in his heart. Given how heinous he broke the promise and dumped his sister first.

His steps grew faster, his sword raised upwards with a bright light almost illuminating the entire abyss.

"I promise I'll play with you and bring you sweets every day. I promise."

"THE FULL MOON SWORD SWING!!" His shout was full of furious rage, Zhang Yuan swung his sword with all his might as the underworld demons were right within his reach.

Smoke billowed, ash flew, the immortal stones of the abyss of hell cracked.

The quake struck for a few seconds before the silence resumed.

Zhang Yuan adjusted his breathing, his gaze twitching after bringing out the strongest moves he had trained for so many years.

Ashes billowed right under his feet, the moon sword still looked intact with its characteristic bluish-purple color.

But the truth is a thousand times more shocking. Zhang Yuan vomited blood as a giant iron sword prick pierced through his stomach, his entrails shattered, his lungs working slower than before. The sword pierced from the middle of his stomach, then it slashed his stomach to the right and to the left, splitting the upper and lower body parts into separate.

"You think that swing of your light sword can kill me?" The voice of the underworld demon resounded in his ears before he finally lost his hearing.

The underworld demon twisted his immortal iron sword, then moved it left and right once again forming a horizontal line. Zhang Yuan's body cooled down when he touched the rocks.

His eyes glared perfectly, he still had consciousness. But what he saw was not a sight of the underworld, but something.

Ah, no! He saw someone, someone who looked familiar to him.

Zhang Yuan saw himself sitting among his notes on the table. His face showed boredom, but soon he smiled mischievously as he poured black ink over his own notes. It was a record of duty for a middle-tier disciple in the sect.

His older brother scolded him, was about to chase him but Zhang Yuan had already jumped out of the window and fled to the market to eat meat in one of the taverns in the village.

Then he saw himself in a different place, which was when he accidentally made his youngest brother Chang Yu cry loudly. The little boy stomped his little foot to the ground, shouting blame at Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan looked puzzled as he faced it, but he had the brilliant idea to calm Chang Yu by carrying her on his shoulders and blurting silently towards the village market.

There he bought the boy a lot of sweets, and it was powerful to make him stop crying.

The first time he saw Chang Yu's smile made him feel a different feeling, he only realized that the children were innocent and pleasant. They smuggled into the sect and ate sweets secretly there.

"Sister Yuan will bring you this sweet again right? loved it!" Zhang Yuan smiled when he heard Chang Yu's childish words.

He replied, "Yes, I'll bring you sweets every day." Zhang Yuan's head heated up, tears just like that. When he still had his consciousness and looked at himself there, he was completely speechless when he did not keep his promise at all to Chang Yu. Slowly he busy himself with various affairs when becoming a cultivator, and left Chang Yu alone.

Is this what it feels like to die? So hurt. Slowly everything turned white. Zhang Yuan had a little more awareness before he was actually about to leave.

A small foot stepped towards him, as he looked up to look, all he saw was the figure of Chang Yu. The boy was wearing a complete and tidy sect uniform, his straight hair dangling down.

"Chang's... Yu..?" Chang Yu bowed, patting Zhang Yuan on the head with his warm innocent smile. Zhang Yuan felt a sense of warmth once again, holding onto Chang Yu's hand which was patting his head.

Zhang Yuan's pale lips moved trying to say something, "Come on. go and play along..".

There was no reply from Chang Yu, his innocent smile faded when he heard that remark.

Chang Yu bit her own lower lip, her eyes glazed over Zhang Yuan's eyes that were almost completely closed.

He shook his head, pushing Zhang Yuan's body violently, "No! Go!" Zhang Yuan felt his heart that originally wanted to stop beating back quickly, his body seemed to float in the air, falling down engulfed in darkness.

His hand grabbed onto the figure of Chang Yu who was getting further away. " CHANG YU!!"

BRACKET!

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"Hey, how much are slaves worth here? you can sell it for a cheap price, right?" The bustling sound of the market was clearly heard. The wheels of the horse-drawn carriage sounded from outside, and the most one could hear here was the strange buying and selling process.

" Dirty boy! Wake up! A little more will be bought by someone!". Instantly he opened his eyelids, and all he found was a fragile wooden room. It has some wheels.

And he realized something after a few seconds.

"Where am I?".

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