Chapter 106 Chapter 106 The one whom Yao Ning sought but could not obtain, the minister...
Yao Ning stood on a high place and had a panoramic view of the situation of everyone on the ground.
Although it was extremely difficult to fight against this powerful enemy that no one had ever seen, even with all their strength, this time they managed to protect the vast majority of people, and they were not annihilated into nothingness in an instant without any ability to fight back like before.
Beads of sweat appeared on Yao Ning's forehead. The Yangyan Heart Technique, which covered a large area beyond her capacity, made her body almost unable to bear the collapse. Blood gushed out, dyeing her white clothes bright red in an instant.
However, she ignored her injuries and calmly estimated the strength of both sides. Her mind was rapidly thinking about how to break the deadlock and how to win this battle.
While she was concentrating on thinking, she didn't notice that her expression had turned cold. It was as if everyone below had become chess pieces in her hands, rather than flesh and blood people. She couldn't protect everyone, so she had to sacrifice some of the chess pieces to save the others.
At this moment, Yao Ning felt a gaze.
Everyone present might be looking at her, which was not strange, but Yao Ning felt that the gazes were a little weird.
It was like a peek from another time, and the owner of the gaze was trembling and cowardly, even more afraid than these people who were on the verge of life and death.
Yao Ning frowned and was about to take a glance, but the gaze disappeared without warning.
She ignored the episode and returned to her thoughts.
"Although the cultivators of both the righteous and evil sects are all pale, and it is obvious that fighting against the chaotic energy has consumed a lot of their cultivation, but their lives are not in danger at the moment. The situation is in our favor." Yao Ning thought calmly, and his tense mind slowly relaxed a little. "As long as..."
Just what?
Yao Ning heard a "boom" in his head, and his body suddenly flew into the sky uncontrollably, as if he had turned into a feather, light and without any strength.
what happened? !
Yao Ning was shocked and looked down, but this glance almost made her eyes burst.
She saw herself still in the same place as before, looking down at the situation while using the Yangyan Heart Technique to protect everyone.
She could even feel the sight of herself there, smell the strong smell of blood, and even the questions in her mind were clear and distinct.
She is somewhere else, and she is floating here.
There are two Yao Nings.
Yao Ning below seemed to realize something and looked up.
She saw herself, and they looked at each other. They knew each other's thoughts clearly and shared each other's five senses.
Yao Ning felt like she was going crazy. Could she have already gone mad? Why else would she see such a strange scene? What had happened? Who? Who was playing a trick on her?
"Don't be afraid, child."
A gentle voice sounded in my ears.
Yao Ning looked up and a warm white light flashed before her eyes. She squinted her eyes to adjust for a moment, and then she saw the outline of a person slowly appearing.
He was a very handsome man, with an exquisite face that was meticulously carved, and he was wearing a flawless white robe. Every inch of his skin was as clear as white jade.
Yao Ning, covered in blood, with his hair stuck to the sides of his face by sweat and blood, and emitting a foul smell of blood, looked very out of place in front of this man.
However, the man did not despise her and even reached out to help her.
"Child, I called you here, don't be afraid." He repeated in a gentle voice.
The man had a kind face, but his every move and every word made Yao Ning feel an indescribable power, just like an ant that was lucky enough to stand in front of a human and hear the human talking to it in an equal and polite manner. Although the ant could not understand how huge the human was, the instinct engraved in its blood for generations still made it unable to stop fearing.
Yao Ning felt like he was that ant now.
She swallowed, trying to suppress her trembling body, and asked with difficulty: "What am I now?"
The man raised his sword-like eyebrows, as if he did not expect that Yao Ning's first question would be this.
He patiently replied, "You are a wisp of soul that I extracted from Yao Ning."
Extract the soul.
The world of cultivation is full of techniques related to the soul. The Southern Territory Snake Cave can transfer the soul into the snake's body, Listening to the Wind uses wind seals to pull the soul, and Peach Blossom An's "Fulfilling a Lifetime Wish" also pulls the soul into a dream. Under the pressure of absolute strength, the strong can even use their soul to invade the opponent's memory...
However, they all have one thing in common, which is that people only regard the place where their souls are as real. For example, after the Xunfeng Seal attracted everyone's souls, their physical bodies remained outside the Tianji Pavilion, and their souls entered the Tianji Pavilion, and they only believed that they had truly entered the Tianji Pavilion.
It’s like having a dream. You only realize your body in the dream after you wake up, but you cannot be in the dream and out of the dream at the same time.
Yao Ning looked at his hands, which were full of flesh and blood, with clear textures and even the scars were clearly visible.
However, the next moment, she could see everyone fighting against the chaotic energy, and saw Bai Su Jiangcan and Meng Yaoguang fighting without a master, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack.
She is both here and there.
Is there such extraordinary power in the world?
Yao Ning knew, yes.
Legend has it that he can transform into hundreds of billions of bodies, and each incarnation can save hundreds of billions of people.
She raised her eyes tremblingly and looked at the kind and handsome man. Besides shock, there was only an extremely dejected feeling of powerlessness in her eyes.
She asked, “Are you God?”
The man smiled slightly and did not answer.
Yao Ning couldn't stop the trembling that grew more and more intense. She wondered who their enemy was. A hidden, powerful being? The previous head of the Tianji Pavilion? Some powerful figure secretly colluding with the other side?
She eliminated them one by one, and even suspected the Snake from the Southern Territory Snake Cave. He was ambitious, and the weakness he showed before might just be a cover-up.
But she never imagined that their enemy was actually God.
How can mortals fight against gods?
Are the countless people fighting tonight and risking their lives just to die in vain?
Yao Ning's mind raced, and he saw the scene below. Du Wuzhu and Meng Yaoguang's men had barely contained Bai Su and Jiang Can. Meng Yaoguang, freeing his hands, began to use his Confused Mind to control the resisting cultivators.
The overloaded mind also caused Meng Yaoguang's body to shatter. Her luxurious purple robe was stained dark by large stains of blood. However, there was no trace of retreat in her eyes, only the determination to fight to the death.
The bewitched monks walked out of the shadows that protected them with lifeless eyes, and were instantly infected by the lurking chaotic energy and disappeared into nothingness in an instant.
Yao Ning's breathing became heavier and heavier. It turned out that the ants' resistance was so futile.
She swayed uncontrollably twice, and the man reached out to steady her. His drooping brows were filled with compassion. "You've done enough. No matter what the outcome, you can have a clear conscience."
Yao Ning looked around in a daze, but her vision was obscured by a rising white mist, and she could only see an area within a shot's reach.
She saw the floor tiles paved with white jade, so smooth and bright that they illuminated every detail of a person. She saw a section of eaves peeking out of the mist, with layers of emerald bricks and tiles, and the sound of bells that rang out in a refreshing way.
She smelled spiritual energy so rich that it had turned into substance. Even though it was just a wisp of soul, the spiritual energy still rushed towards her.
The man holding her hand exerted a little force, and the scenery in front of her eyes quickly passed by, and he took her to another place.
It was like a transparent barrier that separated the human world from the divine world. Yao Ning saw cracks appearing on the barrier.
"Cultivators struggle with the heavens. Since the dawn of time, the spiritual and demonic energies in the world have become increasingly scarce," the man said. "For thousands of years, no one in the world has been able to reach the realm of divine transformation, let alone ascend to heaven."
From this perspective, one can clearly see the difference between heaven and earth. Heaven is rich and full of spiritual energy, while the earth is like a dry land that has been dried up.
"Cultivators often live as long as the heavens, spanning hundreds or thousands of years. If they're reluctant to dissolve their weapons and return their Qi to the heavens and earth, the path of cultivation for those who come after them will only become increasingly difficult." Having said this, he glanced at Yao Ning approvingly. "Except for those with exceptional talent, the rest will only lead mediocre lives. The reason you haven't been able to ascend to the upper realms isn't because your cultivation aptitude isn't as good as your predecessors', but because they've taken the Qi that belongs to you."
"Stealing jade and hooks, robbing purple and robbing vermilion, these are things Heaven cannot tolerate." He continued, "Only when the Daoist tradition is interrupted and the human world is allowed to recuperate can this world once again nurture the spirit and demonic energies. This will be truly fair to future generations, to the powerful, and to all cultivators."
Yao Ning's eyelashes drooped as he saw Meng Yaoguang, who was covered in wounds but still gritting his teeth to hold on.
Her eyes were as cold and sharp as the whip in her hand, without a moment's hesitation.
Yao Ning claims to be righteous, but could it be that Meng Yaoguang is the one who is going against the current for the sake of future generations?
"So do you understand?" the man said gently, "Stop it. Don't add to the unnecessary deaths."
Yao Ning raised her hands and put them in front of her eyes. Everyone called her the Lord of Destruction. Could she really be the one who led everyone to death and destruction? Even though she was selfless in her heart, she still embarked on a path that went against true justice.
Yao Ning felt his mood collapsing.
Unprecedented guilt and self-doubt suddenly surrounded her.
She couldn't stop her legs from going weak, and she sat down on the ground.
Originally, she still had the persistence in her heart to support herself in facing the god in front of her, but now she found that her persistence had harmed countless people, and the last pillar of support collapsed.
She felt so insignificant and despicable that she didn't even have the courage to look the gods in the eye.
The man looked down, not knowing whether he was happy or sad: "Now that you understand, go ahead. You know what to do..."
"Where is Chen Ying?" Yao Ning suddenly spoke.
Being suddenly interrupted, the man frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed, and then looked a little confused: "Chen Ying?"
"Chen Ying, the head of the Tianji Pavilion, before you took action today, she said she would commit suicide when the time came." Yao Ning raised his eyes. "I don't understand. She spent so much effort and planning for half her life, and finally managed to turn both the good and evil sides upside down. Why would she die?"
The confusion in the man's eyes gradually faded: "Her."
He didn't seem to remember Chen Ying's name, but Yao Ning's description was enough for him to remember this mortal: "The Tianji Pavilion glimpses the secrets of heaven and inherits the destiny of heaven. All the previous Pavilion Masters are the embodiment of the will of heaven."
"Chen... Ying." He pronounced the name slowly, as if thinking of something from the distant past. "She was a gifted and wonderful child. If she had been born thousands of years ago when spiritual energy was abundant, she would surely have achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven. But she suffered from a fate unfortunate enough to be born in this doomsday world destined for destruction."
"She was unwilling to be unable to ascend to heaven in her entire life, so she stole a person's fate. If she can realize the will of heaven, she can ascend to heaven with the fate of the master of Tianji Pavilion. This is a deal between her and me." The man looked at Yao Ning.
Yao Ning's heart suddenly trembled. The man continued, "I promised her twenty years. If she could really make the good and evil fight each other with her own strength and cause the source of chaos to erupt, it's a pity, a pity, mortals are mortals after all. In the end, she couldn't do what only gods can do."
"Twenty years..." Yao Ning murmured, "She has been working hard for this for twenty years, why did she have to give up at the last moment..."
"Twenty years is but a blink of an eye for a god. She knew she had failed. If she died now, perhaps she would be reincarnated into a prosperous world in the next life."
Yao Ning looked sad and shook his head.
What Chen Ying has been pursuing all his life, Yao would rather discard as if it were a worn-out shoe.
Chen Ying disdained the person whom Yao Ning sought but could not get.
Fate is so cruel that even the gods in the sky would find it ridiculous to see them struggling hopelessly.
Yao Ning stood up slowly, the grayness in his eyes faded away, replaced by a layer of coldness.
The man's brows furrowed again.
He felt that Yao Ning's aura suddenly changed.
"The Buddhist scriptures on earth record that Bodhisattvas have incarnated into hundreds of thousands of billions of bodies, and each of them saved hundreds of thousands of billions of people. But why don't you care about Chen Ying?"
"God loves the world, not just one person." The man remained gentle, but his tone was now persuasive. "There are millions of people in the world, how can we demand perfection and take care of every one of them?"
"Yes, I originally thought so too. God loves the world, not just one person, so it doesn't matter if Chen Ying dies, and it doesn't matter if all cultivators in the world die."
Yao Ning's brows were stern as he asked word by word, "But is all this for the world, or for yourselves?"
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