Chapter 355 VS Fate's Turbidity 5

I've completely thought it through, and I'm truly determined to carry this out.

Compared to my life of less than twenty years, ten years is indeed a long time. However, as a Great Impermanence, I have a future that lasts as long as heaven and earth. Thinking about it this way, ten years is nothing. If I can eliminate an enemy of the Great Impermanence level at this cost, it can be said to be very worthwhile.

Moreover, I have endless magical power to support me. As long as I keep drawing energy from the sea of ​​fire, I can kill Mingzhuo infinitely, like a perpetual motion machine.

I remotely channeled a large amount of magical power into the Xuanming Fire within Mingzhuo's body, causing it to ignite repeatedly and ultimately kill him. My lost magical power was replenished by the power provided by the sea of ​​fire, instantly restoring me to full strength. The sea of ​​fire, on the other hand, replenished itself by burning the natural resources of the land, returning to its peak state in the blink of an eye.

The "consciousness itself"—the true spirit—damaged by the dark red light of fate, is also recovering at a very slow pace.

I don't actually possess the power to restore my true spirit. While my flames can replenish my body and soul, they cannot replenish my true spirit. Or rather, I can't actually pinpoint the exact location and state of my true spirit. Even the life force that can attack my true spirit is probably just a vague perception of its direction, followed by an influence with immense power. To truly grasp the location of my true spirit, I would have to prove it myself; there is probably no other way.

Therefore, the recovery of the true spirit at this moment should only be a natural recovery. The reason why we can judge that it is recovering is only based on a faint intuitive feeling. This recovery speed is really, really, really slow; it may take more than a year to recover.

If I had time to rest and recuperate, I might be able to make a preliminary recovery in two or three days. But right now, my mind is too tense, and I can't even find a chance to catch my breath. I'm nowhere near the ideal condition for rest and recuperation.

"Burn me for ten years...ten years? Burn me until I die?"

Between the repeated deaths and resurrections, Mingzhuo seemed unable to accept his upcoming situation, gritting his teeth and saying, "Even if your power is inexhaustible, you cannot concentrate your attention for ten years."

"Your mind will eventually become weary and lax, and then I will seize the opportunity to exploit your weaknesses. Once I get a chance to counterattack, it will be your death!"

I retorted, "Do you think I'm just someone with endless magical power?"

Just as he said, this period of intense concentration had already caused me to show signs of mental fatigue, however...

As the sea of ​​fire replenished my soul, I immediately became energetic again, with the energy to continue engaging in high-frequency killing.

“I don’t need to eat, I don’t need to sleep, and of course I don’t need to rest,” I said. “If you’re hoping I’ll get tired and relaxed, then I’m sorry, you won’t find that opportunity.”

“The power of manifestation…!” Mingzhuo said bitterly.

This is also my first time trying such a high-intensity, long-duration battle. I don't know if the future will really be as I said. In the past, I didn't always maintain the fire element form because, as a consciousness structure cultivated by humans, I might not be used to staying in the fire element form body for a long time. Over time, I always felt that a burden would accumulate in places that I couldn't perceive.

However, looking at it from another angle, this burden might be evidence that my consciousness is adapting to my fire elemental form. Over time, I'll probably get used to seeing my fire elemental form as the norm, and that feeling of burden will disappear.

There are too many unknowns, which makes me both expectant and doubtful. If I could set instructions for the released flames to automatically and repeatedly burn Mingzhuo to death, that would be great. Then I wouldn't have to keep focusing on this here. No, isn't this what Xuanming did to Mingzhuo? Xuanming wrapped his flames around Mingzhuo's body like a curse. This was probably the purpose he originally wanted to achieve. He had obviously thought of the methods I had considered.

That mechanical, repetitive approach will surely be quickly cracked by the Life Turbidity. In fact, the Flame of Proclaimed Illumination had already been sealed away by the Life Turbidity before. We must never treat the Great Impermanence as a minor character who could be bound by such petty tricks.

So, what about Zhu Shi? As long as I can hold out for another eight months, Zhu Shi can become the Great Impermanence, and then I can use her "Mount Buzhou" to find the flaw in the immortal body of the Life-Turbid Naraku...

No, this method probably won't work. Zhu Shi's mastery of the Great Impermanence power relies on the power of forging the Yama Sword. Essentially, she can only manipulate a super-powerful magical artifact at the Great Impermanence level; she hasn't truly become the Great Impermanence herself. Therefore, her "Mount Buzhou" won't upgrade accordingly, and it won't be effective against Naraku's immortal body.

To be honest, I have a feeling that once I step out of the fight and calm down, I will definitely have some redundant thoughts and won't act as recklessly as I am now.

However, precisely because I understand this, I need to focus even more on the present. Right now, all I need to think about is how to win this battle. I just want to enjoy this exhilarating experience of fighting for victory at all costs; any other thoughts are impure.

It was obvious that Mingzhuo had realized the key to the battle had shifted to "how to shake my resolve." He had been killed by me over forty times, each time automatically resurrected, only to be killed again each time, the intervals gradually shortening until he didn't even have a chance to attack. He could only try to hinder my resolve.

"Are you planning to destroy this country... or even the world?" he said. "Ten years! During this time, you must continuously unleash power sufficient to kill me, the Great Impermanence, and absorb and replenish your strength from this sea of ​​fire, which in turn must recover by burning natural resources..."

"This country will be burned to ashes by you in the near future, then Asia, and finally the whole world... It's not impossible for you to do this with your power, but are you really prepared to make the world pay such a huge price just to kill me?"

His words struck at the heart of my problem. Admittedly, I don't shy away from destruction; sometimes I even look forward to the end of the world. But what I pursue is the process of the apocalypse, the absurdity and danger that unfolds along the way, not the final destruction. If I were to destroy the world with my own hands, and after killing the scum, all I would face is an endless expanse of monotonous, scorched earth, what pleasure would there be in that?

More importantly, even if I were truly determined to kill Meiko at the cost of destroying the world, I fear I wouldn't be able to advance to the end so smoothly.

“Even if you really intend to do that, the other Great Impermanences will absolutely not sit idly by.” Mingzhuo said the most crucial point. “Let alone destroying the whole world, even destroying just a part of the world would be enough to cause irreversible and devastating damage to the existing human civilization... The Divination Master and Fazheng will absolutely not tolerate such a situation.”

"And as the destruction expands further, other great impermanences will join your opposition one after another... At that time, do you think you can still concentrate on killing me? If you don't give up now, you will be the one who dies."

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but recall the warning that the Divination Master had given me through Dongche before the battle.

"I hope that when you do things in the future, you won't get too involved in the surrounding environment."

So that's how it is. At the time, I thought the difference in strength between myself and Mingzhuo was too great, and whether I would get involved depended on Mingzhuo, not on me. So this warning was completely unnecessary. Now it seems, did the Divination Master foresee that I might use this method to kill Mingzhuo?

If he had explained things to me earlier, it would have saved me a lot of trouble. This kind of "riddler behavior" is truly unnecessary. But then again, he might not be sure if the future will really develop this way. I still believe that the fortune teller cannot fully see through the unpredictable future of people like me and Mingzhuo. However, I must acknowledge that he can see more of the future than I originally imagined, and he was probably just giving me that advice out of a "just in case" mentality.

Perhaps even the act of "killing the Life Impermanence" itself falls under the category of "over-involvement with the surroundings." The Great Impermanence beings, existing from ancient times to the present, have mostly become part of the planet's natural order. Even the death of just one Life Impermanence could potentially cause drastic changes in the global climate, leading to unimaginable scale of turmoil.

But so what?

My resolve to kill Mingzhuo remains unwavering.

"So, in other words, as long as I don't destroy the world, I can kill you for ten years, right?" I said.

"What?" He seemed surprised by my reaction.

“There is a place where I can obtain an endless supply of heat. There, I won’t need to continue burning natural resources, and I imagine the other great beings won’t object,” I said.

"Are you planning to go to heaven and take me to the sun?" he sneered.

"No, it's the other way around."

After saying that, I crashed down on Mingzhuo like a meteorite. Mingzhuo, who was burning in a state of near-death experience, was unable to fight back and was directly grabbed by me and slammed to the ground.

The land and rock strata were instantly melted and evaporated by the blazing Xuanming Fire on Mingzhuo's body, and then I drilled through them like a bunker-buster missile, moving deep underground at a speed of more than a hundred times the speed of sound.

(End of this chapter)