Chapter 511 Finale

The night is dark, the wind and snow are blowing, and the neon lights along the street are bright and colorful.

Shi Ling stood in the interweaving of colorful lights and shadows, looking up at the night sky polluted by city lights, and could not see a single star.

At the top of the skyscraper, the crown-like roof was shining brightly. On the gem in the middle, sat a girl wearing a black Gothic Lolita dress. She was holding a small umbrella, supporting her cheek, with her red lips slightly curled, and gently shaking her feet, as if looking down at the world with contempt. In her eyes, all living beings were ants.

But there was one person who was not.

As if she noticed Shi Ling looking up at her, she slightly lifted her umbrella.

The next moment, Shi Ling's figure disappeared in the crowd and appeared in the night sky level with the skyscrapers. She stood in the air with her feet on the void, her white skirt fluttering in the wind, and her eyebrows and eyes were as cold as falling snow and moonlight.

Xila, who was sitting on the edge of the tall building, also stood up.

The two stood facing each other.

The heavy snow on all sides seemed to suddenly turn swifter.

However, the first thing Shi Ling said was, "Xiba."

Xila, who had originally curled her red lips slightly, could no longer smile and flew into a rage, "Shi Ling!"

The fallen angel's power was unleashed, shaking even the skyscrapers beneath her feet and causing the earth to violently tremble.

Shi Ling raised his hand, and everything under his feet returned to normal.

It all happened so fast that for the crowds of people bustling about on the commercial street, they only felt a moment of unsteadiness, like an optical illusion. People with slow reactions didn't even feel it.

Shi Ling looked at the furious Xila without changing his expression, "Oh, Xila."

Xila calmed down her rage when she heard Shi Ling calling her name.

She walked towards Shi Ling, twirling a small umbrella in her hand, and said with a slightly wicked smile, "Perhaps you are more familiar with my Chinese name—"

Shi Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

The small umbrella hanging low in Xila's hand suddenly rose upwards, revealing a face that Shi Ling was very familiar with.

"Luo Yuan."

Shi Ling's voice was still clear, cold and calm.

Xila's eyebrows slightly raised, and her voice became exactly the same as Luo Yuan's usual, as if she was a little dissatisfied, "Shi Ling, are you not surprised at all?"

Shi Ling knew a long time ago that Xila was hiding beside her and was someone she was close to and familiar with.

Luo Yuan knew from the beginning that she and she were a real and fake daughter of a wealthy family. Such identities should have been a natural contradiction, but she inexplicably had a good impression of her from the beginning, approached her, made friends with her, and even wanted to replace Qin Niao as her best friend. This was somewhat influenced by Xila.

Luo Yuan is the incarnation of the evil god Xila in the human world and the true junior master of the Shenyue Sect.

However, Xila designed the farce of her and Luo Yuan's mistaken life exchange, and gave the oracle to the high priestess of Shenyue Sect, that is, the grandmother of the Shi family, to abandon Luo Yuan and take her reincarnated life back to the Shi family.

Shi Ling became the junior master of the Shenyue Sect.

Luo Yuan became the senior sister of Heyun Temple.

Xila wanted to see whether she and Shi Ling would betray their original beliefs after growing up in each other's camps.

Obviously, even before recovering his complete memory, Shi Ling, who grew up in the Shenyue Sect, still chose the Xuanxian Sect under the influence of Qin Niao and returned to his original camp.

Shi Ling asked Xila, "Where is Luo Yuan?"

Xila scoffed, "She's just a small part of my power, a human embodiment, a puppet I casually crafted. Now that the game is over, this NPC has no value and should be destroyed, and this power should naturally be recycled. Shi Ling, you don't really care, do you?"

Shi Ling looked at Xila coldly, "Luo Yuan is not a puppet. When she left you, she was already an independent individual. You can guide her fate, but you cannot determine her direction. She is a living person with her own joys, sorrows, anger, and choices. I will not let you hurt her."

Xila narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly smiled with an ambiguous meaning, her joy and anger hard to discern. "How interesting, you actually want to protect my incarnation in the human world."

She raised her hand slightly, and a vortex appeared in the void. Then, Luo Yuan appeared in the night sky.

Luo Yuan is part of her power, and she can take her back at any time as long as she wants.

Luo Yuan felt very sleepy after the evening class today. She fell asleep after drawing the curtains in the dormitory of Imperial Capital University. She woke up from her sleep when she felt the cold wind blowing around her.

She rubbed her eyes and immediately saw Shi Ling standing in the air opposite her, "Shi Ling?"

Although Shi Ling and she were both in the same Artificial Intelligence College at Imperial Capital University and studying the same major, they were in different classes and lived on a different floor. However, many of the college's general elective courses usually took place together in the large classroom.

But Shi Ling was a bit busy during this period and often skipped classes, so she helped cover for him.

University teachers probably didn't expect that some freshmen would start skipping classes as soon as they arrived, so they rarely take attendance.

Luo Yuan felt something empty under her feet. She looked down and her pupils shrank slightly. She was actually a little afraid of heights.

Although she grew up in Heyun Temple, where the atmosphere of metaphysics was strong, she had no innate talent for metaphysics. She was slow and poor at learning to draw talismans, fly swords, and tame animals. She had no interest in anything and was more interested in science.

Therefore, she seldom flew a sword, and even if she did, she never flew so high, for fear of being mistaken for a UFO and shot down.

She couldn't help but pinch her face and murmured, "Am I dreaming?"

A voice came from behind:

"You're not dreaming."

Luo Yuan's body stiffened.

Why does this voice sound so similar to hers?

She turned around and saw a girl holding a small umbrella, wearing a black Lolita dress and with long curly hair.

She has the same face as her.

However, her makeup and dress style are more Western and European, and her facial features are more vivid.

Luo Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and she suddenly felt the panic from her soul, "Who are you?"

"I am you, and you are me."

Xila stretched out her hand slightly, and Luo Yuan was brought in front of her like a puppet. She stretched out her fingers and gently stroked Luo Yuan's cheek, as if she was playing with a puppet.

The next moment, her hand suddenly grabbed Luo Yuan's neck.

"Well……"

Before Luo Yuan could digest this fact, he felt suffocated.

Shi Ling's figure flashed and appeared in front of Luo Yuan. He grabbed Xila's hand with one hand and twisted it hard, taking Luo Yuan from her.

Luo Yuan leaned in Shi Ling's arms and was able to catch her breath.

Luo Yuan gasped for breath, "Shi Ling, what on earth is going on? Who is she? Why did she say it was me? Who am I..."

For nineteen years, Luo Yuan's life had been clear. She had intended to study hard, but now, upon seeing someone who looked exactly like her, she felt lost. It was the kind of confusion a clone feels when they suddenly see their original self and realize they're just a replica. For a moment, she wondered what she was, what her existence meant.

Shi Ling released spiritual power with one hand to fight against Xila on the opposite side, and held Luo Yuan with the other hand, and said in a cold voice: "She is Xila."

Luo Yuan was slightly stunned.

She knew Xila.

The Fallen Angel of the West.

The evil god worshipped by the Shenyue Cult.

The Angel of Slaughter. She had once stumbled upon a secret history in the Heyun Temple's library. Legend had it that after the last divine war, the last Eastern god fell. While the Western gods had won the war, and the Eastern mortals had won the battle, the Fallen Angel had slain the other eight angels and devoured their power. She was already a being feared even by the gods, and later became the most powerful evil god in the West.

She is a native Chinese, born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze, taught the core socialist values, and grew up in a Taoist holy place like Heyun Temple. How could she be the fallen angel Xila?

Luo Yuan felt that even if Shi Ling was Xila, she could not be Xila!

Shi Ling's gaze returned to her. It wasn't as cold as ice and snow, but as gentle as moonlight. It carried a compassionate and benevolent divinity, shining upon all beings like Mother Earth, but also upon her alone. "And you are Luo Yuan."

Luo Yuan was slightly stunned, but his original confusion gradually became firm after he met her gaze.

Yes, she is Luo Yuan.

Her experiences from childhood to adulthood are clearly visible. She has a master, senior brothers and junior sisters who love her, and she has also met many friends in Yuncheng. She is not the evil god Xila, nor is she a clone of someone else.

Xila on the opposite side was not angry because Shi Ling suddenly attacked her and snatched Luo Yuan from her. Instead, she became more excited. As a killing angel, she was a warmonger.

During the God War, Shi Ling was assassinated by the other eight Fallen Angels using dishonorable means. At that time, Shi Ling's strength had been reduced by more than half after repairing the dragon vein. As a result, although she won the God War, she was not satisfied with the fight.

For the next hundred years, she was alone and found everything in the world extremely boring.

Until later, as time passed, she stumbled upon a familiar presence in the universe and found a baby on Dark Mist Island, conceived from the convergence of spiritual energy between the mountains and rivers. That baby was Shi Ling, and Dark Mist Island was her placenta, imbued with divine aura and thus becoming a sacred and secret place in the world of metaphysics.

The moment he saw Shi Ling, Xila suddenly felt that this boring world had become a little interesting.

She would never kill Shi Ling in the cradle.

Although she loves killing, she would not feel any sense of accomplishment in killing a helpless baby.

She wanted Shi Ling to grow back to the strength he once was, to be able to rival her, or even to be a match for her.

So she placed Shi Ling under her own watch, making her the mascot of the Shenyue Sect, and giving her the best protection from her believers.

She had a bit of a bad taste and wanted to play a game of dislocation of the gods' camps, so she took her own part and threw it off the chessboard. Luo Yuan was the chess piece she threw off the chessboard.

Although this chess piece has its own independent consciousness, Xila doesn't care.

The only person she cares about is Shi Ling.

"Shi Ling, this is a battle you want to have with me."

Xila's eyes were glowing red with excitement, and the small umbrella in her hand streaked across the night sky with a dark red light. Her spiritual power rushed towards Shi Ling with an endless murderous aura.

The wind and snow suddenly became stronger, the earth trembled, and the skyscrapers shook violently.

Once Xila starts to act, she will not care about the consequences. Life and death in the human world are not worth mentioning to her. She is just like stepping on an ant to death. She has never cared about human life.

However, Shi Ling couldn't help but care.

This is Chinese territory.

All the people coming and going under your feet are citizens of China.

And she is the goddess of the East, the Mother of the Earth, the Queen Mother of the Nine Netherworlds!

Bright light emanated from her body, like the brilliance of the sun and the moon, enveloping everything beneath her feet.

Shi Ling stepped into the void and raised his hand. The birds stopped flying, the traffic on the street stopped, the pedestrians stopped walking, and time in this world also stopped flowing. Everything was stagnant in place, unaffected by any external forces! This was the complete control of this place by the gods!

The only ones moving were her and Luo Yuan in the void, and Xila opposite them.

Luo Yuan was stunned as she leaned against Shi Ling's arms, muttering, "This is totally inconsistent with Newton's general theory of relativity..."

Shi Ling: “…”

You are already in the arms of God, and you still think about these things?

Seeing Shi Ling's actions, Xila just sneered, "You still care so much about the lives of those ants."

Shi Ling looked at Xila with a cold gaze, "They are not ants. Although they are mortals, they can still fly to the sky and into the earth, reach for the moon in the sky, and catch turtles in the five oceans. They can create miracles and are on par with gods!"

Xila thought of the last great war on earth and snorted coldly without comment. Those ants protected by Shi Ling were indeed quite capable. They had turned the tide under such a disadvantage and created a peaceful and prosperous era that even surprised her.

However, she had waited for a hundred years and planned for more than ten years. Now she just wanted to have a hearty fight with Shi Ling. She didn't care about the life or death of those ants, and she didn't even bother to use those ants to threaten Shi Ling.

In a world where time stands still.

Yu Chen, Gu Xiuji, Xi Jin, Qin Niao, Chu Jiao, Li Zhining, Yan Wang and the Black and White Impermanence appeared out of thin air on the circular overpass between the commercial streets.

They looked up and saw the sky surrounded by skyscrapers on all sides.

The night sky was polluted by city lights, with no stars and falling snow. But at this moment, purple thunder could be heard from time to time in the sky, and the dark red killing light dyed half the sky red, competing with the bright white light on the opposite side.

Shi Ling and Xila were still standing opposite each other, seemingly having a casual conversation, but they had already fought hundreds of times.

Both of them noticed the Fengdu Emperor and the five ghost emperors who suddenly appeared in the void.

Xila glanced at them and said, "Why, Shi Ling, you're looking for help before you've even used all your strength?"

Shi Ling, Yu Chen and the others exchanged glances and nodded in greeting.

Afterwards, Yu Chen and the five ghost emperors joined the battle.

The murderous red light that dyed half the sky red dissipated in an instant, and Xila couldn't help but take a half step back, and the small umbrella in his hand was blown away.

Xila was very dissatisfied with this.

Shi Ling, however, showed no shame at all for bullying the weak with her superior numbers. She smiled and said, "You can also find helpers. There are nine fallen angels, and you can find eight helpers, which is two more than I have."

Xila: “…”

Oh, and she killed all her helpers.

Xila was in a bad mood at the moment, as if he was interrupted when he was having a good time. He was stuck in this state and was disgusted with Yu Chen who suddenly came to disrupt the situation.

Shi Ling looked at Xila and said, "Leave my territory."

Although she had stilled this world, and her hundreds of previous battles with Xila had caused no damage to this place, she still did not want to use her own territory as a battlefield. She still vividly remembered the devastation of the past, and she only wanted to protect the current peaceful and prosperous era.

Xila narrowed his eyes and sat down on the edge of the tall building opposite, as if he was determined to stay there. "What if I don't leave?"

"Then I can only buy you a plane ticket to take you home."

Shi Ling said as he stuffed Luo Yuan into Qin Niao's hand and walked towards Xila.

Qin Niao, who was forced to hug Luo Yuan: "..."

Luo Yuan, who was forced to hug Qin Niao: "..."

The two of them met eyes and looked away in disgust.

Qin Niao met Xi Jin's gaze and looked down at him. "She is the incarnation of Xila. Is it okay for me to throw her away?"

Luo Yuan: "!! Qin Niao, do you want to harm me?"

Xi Jin smiled and said, "Qin Niao, your idea is very cruel."

Qin Niao rolled his eyes. "Aren't you also very cruel? Shi Ling has often said before that you are a perverted murderer."

Xi Jin raised an eyebrow: "You said that the coral snake killed someone? What does it have to do with me? At most, I was acting in self-defense."

The illegitimate child, who knew where to find the silver ring snake spirit, actually wanted to use this method to kill him without anyone noticing, but he didn't expect that the silver ring snake would turn against him when it saw him and kill the illegitimate child in return. However, this scene happened to be seen by Shi Ling, so she has been avoiding her like a snake.

"If it weren't for the misunderstanding back then, maybe Shi Ling and I could still have a love affair in the human world." Xi Jin had always coveted the gods.

After all, he and Shi Ling were very close at that time and were almost engaged.

Qin Niao broke his fantasy: "You can still have a relationship with Xila in the human world."

After all, Xi Jin’s real fiancée is Luo Yuan.

Xi Jin: “…”

Gu Xiuji glanced at Xi Jin with sympathy. But there was also a hint of gloating. Great, almost getting engaged to Xila, that was even funnier than him becoming a Xila follower.

Over there, Xila swung her feet lightly, raised her eyebrows and looked up at Shi Ling who was walking slowly towards her, her eyes still flashing with interest, as if she was looking forward to what she would do.

Shi Ling suddenly released a spiritual power from his hand that was stronger than before. He tied Xila up, then created a rocket out of thin air in his hand, tied her to it, lit it, and shot it towards the west.

The smile on Xila's red lips gradually disappeared.

The rocket streaked across the night sky like a shooting star.

From afar came Xila's angry voice:

"Shi Ling, you have no moral principles!"

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It’s finished!