Chapter 817 She Wants to Know the Answer

The moment the scepter broke, a dark mist overflowed from it and spread in the air like ink.

Fan Jue staggered back, his face as pale as paper, his eyes fixed on Cangwu.

The air around it seemed to solidify, leaving only the giant silver dragon tumbling in the air. Every roar of the dragon made the heaven and earth tremble.

A faint light flowed on the broken fragments of the scepter, as if wailing, and as if expressing unwillingness.

Cangwu stood with a sword in his hand. The light on the ancient sword gradually dimmed, but his eyes became more and more determined, like eternal ice, which would not allow any infringement.

His face was filled with pity. "You have done too much evil. The only way to atone for your sins is to die."

"How dare you!" Fan Jue roared, "I am the Lord of the Abyss, how dare you!"

Cangwu slowly raised his sword and said in a deep voice, "I told you, if you insist on attacking the gods, no matter who you are, I will kill you."

Fan Jue smiled bloodthirstily, "I am the Lord of the Dark Realm, Cangwu, you cannot kill me."

Cangwu twitched the corners of his lips and said calmly, "You are the newborn Lord of the Dark Realm, the most powerful one. You possess the fate of an ancient god, so you really can't die easily. So, do you think you really can't die?"

A strong aura of Heavenly Laws began to gather on the tip of the sword. "Your power is bestowed upon you by Heavenly Laws, and the power of Heavenly Laws can naturally kill you completely."

The tip of the sword lightly touched the ground, stirring up ripples of laws that spread out in all directions.

"Impossible!" Fan Jue's figure twisted in the light, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger. The power of the abyss surged violently around him, attempting to make a final struggle.

Cangwu's figure stood motionless in the center of the storm, and a dazzling sword light suddenly burst out from the ancient sword, like the rising sun, illuminating the space shrouded in darkness.

The sword light cut through the void, with unparalleled power, and hit Fan Jue's heart. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything was immersed in the brilliance and determination of this blow.

The sword light collided with the power of the abyss, bursting out dazzling sparks, like the falling of stars, brilliant and tragic.

Fan Jue's face became even more hideous in the light. He clenched his fists, trying to block the fatal blow.

However, the sword light was invincible, penetrating through layers of darkness, and finally leaving a shocking scar on Fan Jue's chest.

Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red and splashing onto the Cangwu ancient sword, dripping like the whisper of death, announcing the end of an era.

Brahma Sutra, the body dies and disappears.

Luo Li, who witnessed all this, murmured, "Is this the truth behind Fan Jue's death?"

It turns out that Fan Jue's weapon was destroyed by Cangwu during the Great Wilderness period. He can be resurrected but the weapon cannot.

but……

She came here suddenly, someone must want to remind her of something.

But who could it be?

"Only the power of the laws of heaven can completely kill Brahma?"

Luo Li was still thinking, but the next moment everything went dark before her eyes and she found herself in the tomb of the gods again.

She looked at the ordinary-looking ancient sword in her hand and finally recognized it.

"Is this Cangwu's sword?"

Luo Li gently stroked the sword. The ancient sword was slightly cold, as if it still retained the warmth of Fan Jue's last battle.

The intricate totems on the sword hilt were faintly visible in the dim light. She smiled bitterly and said, "What's the use of giving me Senior Cangwu's sword? I can't kill Fan Jue with just one sword."

What's more, there is also an Abyss Dragon.

She wanted to let go of her hand, but the sword seemed to sense something and forced its way into her hand.

Luo Li was surprised to see the ancient sword suddenly flash, and there seemed to be flowing light on the sword body, as if it had come alive.

She only felt a warm and powerful force passing from the hilt of the sword into her palm, flowing along the meridians to her whole body. It was as if a spring breeze was blowing through her limbs and bones, and the fatigue and weakness from fighting were instantly swept away.

The tip of the sword lightly touched the ground, and the ground actually felt a faint tremor. The surrounding darkness seemed to be torn apart by this ray of sword light, revealing the long-lost light.

Luo Li narrowed her eyes. It definitely couldn't be this sword that brought her here.

Then there are only two possibilities.

Cangwu, and...

The law of nature.

But why?

This is what Luo Li couldn't understand.

She knew that the laws of heaven seemed to have their own will, and she had also made deals with them.

But this time, will the laws of nature intervene?

She narrowed her eyes and suddenly thought of something.

It seemed that every time the laws of nature responded to her, it was related to that person among the gods.

Then this time, could it be that Fan Jue’s resurrection is also related to him?

Luo Li's thoughts were like the brightest stars in the night sky, flickering.

She seemed to be in chaos, surrounded by rolling clouds and thunderous roars.

Suddenly, a golden light pierced through the darkness of the God's Tomb. It was the manifestation of the will of the laws of heaven, and His outline was faintly visible in the lightning.

Luo Li's heart trembled suddenly, as if being pulled by some force. She looked up at the indescribable heights, where the source of all secrets seemed to be hidden.

She said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do by letting me see that?"

And that ray of light made no sound.

Luo Li knew that this was the law of heaven. She continued to ask, "Law of heaven, you clearly have your own will, why don't you speak?"

"Every time you respond to me, it's related to that one person among the gods. Why is that?!"

Amidst the interweaving of lightning, the golden light became increasingly dazzling, like the eyes of an ancient god, deep and unfathomable.

The wind blew around Luo Li, and her clothes rustled. Her eyes reflected the eternal golden light, and unprecedented questions surged in her heart.

Why?

She wanted to know the answer.

The air around seemed to be frozen, and only the will of the laws of nature was silently vibrating every inch of space.

Luo Li could hear the echo of her own heartbeat. There was silence for a long time, so long that she seemed to think it was all her own fantasy.

The lightning gradually subsided, and the golden light retreated, as if an ancient god gently closed his eyes.

Luo Li took a step forward, and the bluestone ground under her feet cracked, and the cracks spread like a spider web.

She raised her fingers slightly, as if trying to touch the illusory laws of heaven.

The air around seemed to turn into substance at this moment, so heavy that it was suffocating.

There was a gleam of persistence in Luo Li's eyes. She seemed to be in an endless void, with only herself and the eternal golden light standing opposite each other.

She thought He was about to speak, but the golden light simply crashed into her chest at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Luo Li's whole body trembled. The power of the laws of heaven was obviously not something she could handle at her current state.

Her body seemed to be constantly torn apart and then reassembled.

Severe pain swept through her body, and Luo Li let out a low cry of pain, but even so, she did not let go of the sword in her hand.

She reluctantly spoke, word by word, "What on earth do you want to do!"