Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1009: Ancient Castle

In the far north of the empire, there was a lonely peak that pierced into the clouds. Lonely Peak raised the ground and the mountain turned from brown to grey from the middle of the mountain peak. Then, it turned into a silver white. The silver mountain had been blown away by the cold wind and snow for many years. The fragile parts had long disappeared, and the rest were hard and smooth parts. Even mountain climbers could only climb to the middle of Lonely Peak. Further up, the difficulty was almost the same as ascending to the heavens.

The peak of Lonely Peak was hidden in the clouds and mist. Only occasionally when the clouds lit up could one see the mountain peak that resembled the tip of a silver spear. Normally, it would be like this. Today, the weather was harsh and the rainstorm was torrential. Lightning flickered in the rolling clouds. Occasionally, a streak of azure lightning struck the mountain peak, causing a large amount of lightning to explode. However, there were pitifully few broken stones that fell off. This Lonely Peak had been blown away by the wind and rain for many years, and it had experienced countless thunderstorms. The upper half of the mountain was even mixed with a large amount of crystals, making it hard for Lonely Peak to be hard. A few bolts of lightning could only chop down a pile of stone powder.

The lightning in the raincloud flashed from afar and surged through the clouds. From time to time, it lit up, illuminating the entire sea of clouds. The place in the sea of clouds that was brightly lit by lightning was actually at the summit of that lonely mountain peak. The lightning gathered there like thousands of snakes, and it was as if a sea of lightning had gathered. Within the sea of lightning and lightning, thunder, fire, and lightning constantly flickered, striking towards the summit of the mountain.

Looking from afar, one could see that the thunder and fire that was constantly hacking down from the rolling clouds was like a funnel, and the tip of the battle naturally pointed towards the peak of the lonely peak. Above the peak, a bright yellow flame could be vaguely seen twisting and flying, continuously pumping on the lightning that descended from the sky. When the two collided, they would explode into flames. The fire was nearly a thousand meters long. Whether it was slashed horizontally or rotated like a wheel, it was condensed without dissipating, but it was like a long sword condensed from flames.

However, who could use fire as a sword to resist the might of heaven and earth?

At this moment, if someone could pass through layers of clouds and climb to the peak of Lonely Peak, they would see that the stream of fire was actually made up of millions of swords condensed from flames. Every movement of this thousand-meter stream of flames emitted endless sword intent. On Lonely Peak, someone stood with his hands behind his back, and the stream of fire formed from ten thousand swords rotated around him. He didn't see that person move a finger, but this stream of fire seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand. It was extremely agile, causing the falling lightning in the sky to explode one by one.

However, lightning, lightning, and flames flickered, and thick clouds swirled about, making it impossible to see that person's appearance clearly. At this moment, the sea of lightning in the depths of the clouds suddenly lit up. A hundred streaks of lightning shot down together, and it seemed to be twisted into a force field that was invisible. It was like a lightning spear thrown by a heavenly deity.

A series of laughter rang out in the storm. The spinning fire suddenly froze, and then the Thousand Flame Swords dispersed, covering the surrounding thousand meters of space, erecting a sword wall. In the clouds, that person finally moved. With his hands behind his back, he raised one of his arms and pointed at the lightning spear. The sword wall buzzed, and ten thousand swords shot out in unison, causing streaks of tail flames to surge upwards.

Looking from afar, it was like a waterfall of fire that soared into the sky and collided with the thick lightning spear. The two collided in the void, causing hundreds of energy storms to explode repeatedly, stirring up thick clouds and slowly spinning with the Lightning Spear Flame Sword as its origin.

In the end, the clouds suddenly lit up, and several thick streams of fire exploded in all directions. Fire flowed like a sword, cutting through thick clouds, forming several cracks that were hundreds of meters wide and unknown in length! Sunlight shone down from these cracks and slowly climbed up the undulating ground below.

Then the lightning disappeared and the thick clouds dissipated. The downpour stopped just like that.

After the rain stopped, someone stepped on the peak of Lonely Peak and soared into the air. Then, he jumped down and dived down the mountain. Just as he was about to hit the ground, the man stretched out his hand and pressed down, causing a circle of flame waves to appear in the void, and the reaction force pushed the man's body up instead of down. He floated up a hundred meters before slowly descending.

He descended to a platform, but it was one of the many balconies in the castle. The castle was located on the gentle slope at the bottom of Lonely Peak Mountain and was built on the mountain city. The castle was built purely of boulders, with thick walls, long windows, steeples, and arched eaves everywhere. The black iron gate was locked tightly, emitting a deep and lonely smell. It had been an unknown how long since anyone had visited this ancient castle. The plaza in front of the castle was covered with scattered weeds that could not be trimmed. Those stone sculptures that could be called works of art climbed onto vines that came from nowhere, making the castle even more gloomy.

On the balcony, after the rain and clouds dissipated, the sunlight gradually filled every corner, naturally landing on that man's body. At this time, he finally had to peek at the entire scene. The man was obviously not young anymore, and his eyebrows carried traces of time. But from his facial features, it was not hard to imagine that when he was young, he must have been a handsome man who attracted the screams of young girls. Even with the passing of his youth, his saber-like and axe-like silhouette had an indescribable majesty.

The man had thick black hair that was rarely seen in the empire. His pair of gray and white hair did not appear to be dusk. Instead, it was a bit more elegant. His clothes were all exquisite, golden threads and jade threads, extremely precious. His eyes were like lightning, full of determination as he slowly swept across the stone and wood beneath the castle. Suddenly, the weeds in the plaza, the vines in the stone sculpture room, and the moss robes that climbed up the thick walls of the castle suddenly flashed with flames from the inside out. Even before they could burn, these things were carved into ashes. As soon as the wind blew, the ashes scattered, and the gloomy feeling of the castle was swept away.

At this point, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "This is what I remember."

The door to the balcony behind him was pushed open, and an old man with wrinkles and sparse hair was dressed like a housekeeper. With the help of the two maids, he walked into the balcony. The moment he saw the man's back, the old man's eyes became blurry. Turbid tears flowed out of his dry eyes and he whispered, "Young Master."

Facing the man who did not change his expression, he was shocked by this voice. Then he turned around with a complicated expression in his eyes and nodded, "Butler Charlie, how many years have it been since we last met?"

Twenty years! Nearly twenty years, my young master … The old butler pushed away the help of his maidservant and staggered towards the man.

The man took a step forward and appeared in front of the butler. He extended his hand to support the old man. The old man raised his hand, which was covered in old age spots, and landed on the man's face trembling. This action made the two maids behind them want to cry out in alarm, but the man glared at them sharply and swallowed the exclamation in their mouths. The man's gaze fell, and his gaze turned gentle. The old butler had no idea what was going on behind his back. He just said in a trembling voice, "So I didn't dream. Young master, you're finally back. You're back."

'"Yes, I'm back. Charlie, thank you for taking care of it for me for so many years. Now that I'm back, you don't have to stand here alone. I will restore this castle to its former glory. I will take back everything that belongs to me, starting here!" The man said solemnly.

The old butler only knew how to nod his head and could not say a word.

At this moment, the horse hissed and the man turned his head to look. Outside the castle, a large group of horses swarmed towards the direction of the castle. The black iron gate of the castle opened to both sides, allowing the horses to enter the castle square. The old butler ignored etiquette and pushed the man away. He came to the stone fence at the edge of the balcony and watched as the heads of the people surged in the square. Hearing the boiling cauldron's human voice that he had not heard for a long time, tears flowed down his face.

After twenty years of silence, this ancient castle finally regained its vitality!

Over the next few days, the castle underwent massive restoration work. Hands and feet were erected everywhere, and the figures of the workers appeared in every corner of the castle. The gap in the plaza that was occupied by weeds needed mending, The exterior walls needed to be reinforced, the iron doors and windows painted, the carpets bitten by rats replaced, the cellars covered with spider webs cleaned, potted plants or armor placed all over the corridors, and the walls of the castles hung with paintings … so much work had to be done, There were so many that even the owner of the castle had to be careful to avoid the workmen and the things in their hands when walking around the castle.

He finally arrived at a study room that had just been tidied up. Only half of the study room was cleared out. Workers were also busy laying new carpets, removing damaged bookshelves and hanging a gorgeous crystal lamp from the roof of the room. Therefore, to be able to have a chair to sit on, the man was already very satisfied. As soon as he sat down, the middle-aged butler in a tuxedo, white gloves, and shiny hair walked over and handed the man two envelopes.

The man took it and waved his hand, letting the housekeeper go down. There were too many jobs in the castle that required the housekeeper's help, so staying by his side was useless. After the butler left, he looked at the two letters. The two envelopes had different patterns of paste, which meant that the two letters came from different places. The old castle was in a state of complete ruin, and there was no letter opener in the study for him to use, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He raised his tail and flicked the letter with the running wolf pattern.

There were only a few words in the letter, but the man's expression became gloomy. In the end, he clenched his five fingers and the letter suddenly burned out in his hand, leaving behind a few pieces of sparkling ashes.

The workers in the study were stunned. Everyone's faces turned pale. Everyone could see that their master was very angry now. However, the man's cultivation was excellent, and anger flashed in his eyes. He regained his calm and said indifferently, "Continue with your work."

However, he knew that if he stayed, the workers would only be absent-minded, so he left the study with another letter in his hand, which finally let the workers breathe a sigh of relief.

The man arrived at the balcony that descended from Lonely Peak that day and stood with his hands behind his back, facing the vast world outside the castle. A woman's voice sounded behind him, "Darling, you look very unhappy. I thought you would be happier back here."

When the man heard this, he quickly turned around and frowned, "Why are you out? It's windy here. Quickly return to your room."

Although it was a reprimand, even deaf people could hear the concern in his words.