Just then, lightning flashed across the sky, and thick, dark clouds loomed overhead, making it hard to breathe.

In a daze, Lu Fuyue seemed to have entered a void.

A blurry figure, whose face was obscured, suddenly appeared in front of her.

A terrifying pressure suddenly appeared, forcing Lu Fuyue to kneel on the ground. Instantly, her meridians began to crack slightly, and her spiritual energy surged wildly.

Lu Fuyue's face turned pale instantly, and a mouthful of blood welled up in her throat.

"A mere cultivator, how dare you kill the chosen one of destiny selected by Heaven!"

Lu Fuyue tried to stand up but couldn't. Every time she resisted, the pressure on her body intensified, and she finally collapsed to the ground.

Lu Fuyue opened her eyes, covered in blood, looked up at the sky, and laughed pathetically.

"I...I just...just want to be myself, is that...is that wrong?"

With each word she spoke, blood flowed continuously from the corner of her mouth, staining her white clothes red.

The phantom was furious, and the pressure on Lu Fuyue became even heavier. The root meridian closest to her dantian was directly severed, and small cracks began to appear in her dantian.

Lu Fuyue could no longer hold back and coughed up mouthfuls of blood. Her vision blurred, but she still managed to suppress the urge to faint and looked up at the illusory figure again.

"Why...why didn't you just take action?"

Lu Fuyue laughed sarcastically.

"Hahaha, is it because we want to maintain the so-called fairness of the Great Way?"

Legend has it that the Heavenly Dao governs the three thousand Great Daos, being both fair and ruthless.

But all she ever saw was selfishness.

Lu Fuyue paused, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes, and said, word by word,

"The world...the world respects you...respects you as the Way of Heaven, and worships you as...as their faith. But what about you? You are trying to use a chosen one to absorb the fortune of the entire cultivation world and manipulate everyone in the palm of your hand."

"How...how ironic!"

The Heavenly Dao incarnation stared at Lu Fuyue, who was half-dead but still refused to beg for mercy, for a long time with an ambiguous expression.

Unexpectedly, a mere human cultivator dared to challenge the Heavenly Dao, not only cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness but also killing the Chosen One, attempting to escape the control of the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao avatar vanished from its spot in an instant. "Very well, since you want to die, then so be it!"

"I want to see how you will get through these three divine lightning strikes of punishment with your damaged dantian meridians."

After he disappeared, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a fierce wind arose.

At this moment, not only did cracks appear in Lu Fuyue's dantian, but most of her meridians were also severed.

She slowly propped herself up, crawling to her feet little by little, and finally steadied her swaying body, slowly standing up.

Lu Fuyue looked up at the impending divine punishment, a hint of irony in her eyes.

So this is the way of Heaven, the most hypocritical thing in the world.

Even if she were to perish under this punishing divine lightning today, she would not regret killing Mo Qianci and embarking on this path of defying the Heavenly Dao.

Because if a person cannot be himself, that is the most tragic and unacceptable thing.

Therefore, even the will of Heaven cannot manipulate her into doing things she does not want to do, or make her become someone else!

Lu Fuyue summoned the Weak Water Zither, placed it in front of her, and then sat down amidst the swirling sandstorm, calmly awaiting the arrival of divine punishment.

She can't escape, and she doesn't want to escape, so she might as well face it head-on.

Inside the Weak Water Harp at this moment, the water, which had been asleep, sensed the power of the Heavenly Dao and thus awoke ahead of schedule.

Looking at the scene outside, his expression changed drastically. Oh no, this... the Punishment Thunder God.

Lu Fuyue is now...

Just when he was about to go out to help Lu Fuyue, he discovered that the Weak Water Zither had been restricted by the Heavenly Dao, and he could not go out to help her. He could only watch helplessly as everything happened.

Shui Ze wanted to communicate with Lu Fuyue through a soul contract, but the soul contract was no longer effective at this moment.

This is... really the end.

Lu Fuyue was unaware that someone was worried about her.

At this moment, she was playing "The Song of Life and Death" for herself to repair her broken tendons and dantian.

"The Song of Life and Death" can heal people when played correctly, but kill them when played incorrectly.

However, because the cracks in her meridians and dantian were too numerous and severe, no matter how much she tried to heal them, it was impossible to completely repair them in a short period of time.

Moreover, the divine lightning of punishment is about to strike.

Just then, a bolt of purple-gold lightning, as thick as a giant tree trunk, struck towards Lu Fuyue.

Within a radius of a hundred miles centered on Lu Fuyue, everything was locked down by a terrifying aura of the Heavenly Dao, and no living being was spared, resulting in utter chaos.

Lu Fuyue held her zither and played it, a light blue spiritual energy shield protecting her firmly, while the cracks on her dantian increased.

The purplish-gold lightning struck the spiritual energy shield violently, and in no time, Lu Fuyue's face turned extremely pale.

However, no matter how hard she tried, cracks slowly appeared in the spiritual energy shield.

Lu Fuyue's pupils suddenly contracted. The next second, a thick bolt of purple-gold divine lightning pierced through the spiritual energy shield and struck her, like a sharp sword penetrating her body.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Divine lightning drilled into her internal organs from her skin, as if it were constantly tearing at her body. Some of the lightning entered her dantian, constantly corroding the spiritual power there.

Gradually, Lu Fuyue's body turned into charred remains in an instant.

Suddenly a voice rang in her ears, “Under divine punishment, all techniques are useless. The only way to overcome this is to resist with your own body.”

"Without destruction, there can be no construction. The physical body can be destroyed, but it can also be rebuilt. As long as your heart remains steadfast in the direction of the Great Dao, then everything else is illusory!"

It was that senior in blue robes from before.

Lu Fuyue, whose consciousness was gradually fading, was slightly taken aback. Illusion?

Her main road?

Yes, her path to enlightenment has only just begun; she has only just embarked on the road of cultivation.

If she can't even get past this hurdle, how can she possibly achieve the Great Dao of Ruthlessness?

Lu Fuyue's hazy consciousness gradually cleared, and she suddenly opened her eyes, even though the lightning had already destroyed her entire body inside and out.

But her heart remained unchanged, and her path remained the same!

Lu Fuyue gave up physical resistance and let the divine lightning keep falling on her.

If one's heart is steadfast in the direction of the Great Dao, then everything else is illusory!

Gradually, she could even clearly feel her body becoming transparent, and her bones beginning to dissipate, until finally her entire body turned into ashes and scattered in the vast yellow sand.