Chapter 107 Chapter 107 (End of Text)...
The compassion in the man's eyes gradually faded, and his expression turned cold: "What did you say?"
Yao Ning couldn't stop trembling, but he gritted his teeth and revealed a defiant expression: "Kid? You said that cultivators often live as long as the heavens and refuse to die in battle. How old are you now?"
The man remained silent, and Yao Ning continued, "Why is there a crack here?"
After saying this, she ignored the suddenly overwhelming aura from the opposite side and turned towards the place that resembled a barrier between heaven and earth.
Yao Ning closed her eyes, feeling the strong airflow from the crack with her fingers, and her nose twitched slightly. After a moment, she opened her eyes: "It's spiritual energy."
"The spiritual energy flowing from the cracks into the human world is spiritual energy." She turned back. "Let me think about it. The spiritual energy from the heavens is escaping into the human world, and for some unknown reason, you can't stop it. You can only destroy the cultivation world."
The man looked at her quietly for a moment, then smiled: "I can't hide it from you."
He arrived at the bottom of the rift. "As cultivators battle against the heavens, the spiritual and demonic energies of the mortal realm are depleted, while the spiritual energy of the heavens is abundant. The spiritual energy of the heavens will uncontrollably break through the barrier and flow into the mortal realm. This is the way of heaven, and even the gods themselves cannot prevent it. If the mortal tradition is not interrupted and the cultivators do not die out, the gods of the celestial realm will only decline day by day, eventually falling to the level of mortals."
His tone was still gentle, his voice clear, and he carried the incense of billions of people in the world. The faith of countless people made his true body gorgeous and majestic, making people dare not look directly at him.
However, when he said these words calmly, Yao Ning's uncontrollable trembling finally stopped.
She stared at the god expressionlessly, each word brimming with fury. "A so-called celestial god is so utterly wicked! Chen Ying, Chen Qian, and countless other cultivators are far superior to you. Their lifelong aspiration is to become a god like you."
"Do you know what you're talking about?" Facing Yao Ning's anger, the man was more confused and surprised. "Fall? How dare you?"
Yao Ning glanced down calmly: "Killing you will end all this, right?"
The man finally couldn't help but open his eyes wide. The shock this woman brought to him was higher and higher. When he thought she was just too bold to disrespect God, she actually said crazy words about killing God.
How dare she...how could she come up with that?
"That's the theory." The man smiled, as if he were watching an ant waving a blade of grass to harm someone who condescended to him. This scene wasn't enough to anger the higher-ups; it only amused them. "So, what are you going to do? With your mortal body? With a cultivation level that hasn't reached the level of a god? With your ant-like companions?"
Yao Ning looked at the man's uncontrollable smile expressionlessly, and suddenly asked: "God can transform into hundreds of thousands of billions of bodies, why is it that today it is my clone who comes to see you?"
The man's smile froze, and a flash of disdain passed through his face. "This god has condescended to see you and speak to you for so long, which is already a great favor. You actually want me to go to that filthy and muddy mortal world? Who do you think I am?"
"Oh? Really?" Yao Ning was noncommittal. "God has incarnated into hundreds of millions of bodies and saved hundreds of millions of people. Now it's you who wants to kill people, but I'm the one who saves them."
Hearing these words, the aura around the man suddenly changed, and the pressure of the gods came over him, making it almost impossible for Yao Ning to stand, but she burst into laughter.
"It seems that my guess was correct." Yao Ning stretched out his hand towards the void, "You are afraid of me."
Fu Guang landed on Yao Ning's palm with a "pa" sound. The familiar hot temperature brought her a sense of security. She stepped closer and said, "You asked me what I would use to fight. Haven't you noticed that all the spiritual energy flowing from the sky is rushing towards me?"
As Yao Ning approached, the man suddenly felt a little flustered. Even if he was afraid, this woman was just a mortal.
But why does she give people such an oppressive feeling, and why do her words disturb my mood?
Yao Ning asked, "Why? In our world of cultivation, spiritual energy only flows to the strong. If it weren't for the strange laws of nature that caused the spiritual and demonic energies to dry up, how could I possibly be able to defeat you?"
The man's expression completely collapsed. He tilted his head, his expression suddenly becoming gloomy: "How dare a mere ant compare himself to a god?"
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Under the sky, the fluttering snowflakes leave the chaotic energy nowhere to escape, while the dense thunder and lightning can greatly weaken them.
The cooperation between Chen Qian and Chu Liangxiu kept the battle balanced.
"Senior Sister, your skills are very advanced."
Chu Liangxiu held his breath and said reluctantly: "You are even more powerful."
Shen Qian smiled and said, "Senior sister, don't die."
Chu Liang's brows, which were covered with ice, moved. At this critical moment of life and death, the person she cherished might die in an instant. Although she was in turmoil, she felt that her ice and snow mental skills had reached a higher level.
Her mother once told her to protect Chen Qian at all costs. That voice has been echoing in her heart. However, in recent days, she vaguely realized that it was not her mother's voice, but the confused heart of Song Qingyun - Chen Qian's mother.
She seemed to gradually find herself, her frozen emotions, and what she really wanted to do.
Shen Qian's voice sounded again: "Don't die, little apprentice sister will be sad."
Chu Liangxiu raised his head and saw two Yao Nings appearing above the sky. The taller one was holding a light in his hand, which was brighter and more dazzling than the real sun.
Chu Liangxiu hummed: "Don't worry, I will stay alive to help her."
Adu and Shang Linran also reached their limit, and Yearly Recall and Wind Seal became the last line of defense for everyone.
Those infected by the chaotic energy were helped to turn back time by Adu, while those seriously injured were treated by Shang Linran.
"I once saw you die in my arms in the Ice and Flame Mirror of the Demon Realm." Shang Linran wiped the blood from his face, and a fine bead of sweat appeared on his pale face. "I have already made all the arrangements for our marriage. We can get married as soon as you return home. A'du, don't die."
Adu hid in the shadows, blood gushing like streams from the wounds on her body. The world before her was shaking, and tears blurred her eyes. She wanted to be selfish for once, to give up some people and preserve the little remaining cultivation. She wanted to live, to be with her lover.
However, no egg is left unbroken when the nest is overturned. If the world of cultivation is destroyed, how many more people will be left in the world, suffering the same hardships as he did when he was young.
Ah Du shed tears, trying hard to sound normal, but his hands once again used the Year Rewind technique without reservation: "I won't die, and you have to live well too. You can't get married alone."
After frequently using the Delusion Technique, Meng Yaoguang felt that her consciousness was becoming less clear. The collapse of her body made her increasingly irritated, but she showed no mercy when she attacked.
After stabbing another cultivator's body, Meng Yaoguang held the corpse's shoulders and took out the steel whip. With a "bang", the corpse fell to the ground. The blood quickly gathered into a small river, soaking the uppers of her shoes embroidered with gold and phoenixes.
Meng Yaoguang finally couldn't help but frown, took a half step back in disgust, and took advantage of the moment to look up into the air.
She also saw two Yao Nings.
Meng Yaoguang knew that no matter how powerful Yao Ning was, she was just a ferocious ant in front of God, and she would soon be crushed to death by a single finger.
Meng Yaoguang had stopped nearly half of the cultivators from protecting themselves. Some unwilling ones chose to self-destruct at the last moment, and the spiritual power that exploded instantly spread out like a wave.
The Tianji Pavilion was built in the middle of the mortal world. When the war started tonight, mortals fled everywhere. However, there were always those who were not alert, the elderly, the weak, and the sick who were unable to leave quickly and suffered from the disaster.
The war situation is now out of control, and the affected area has expanded from the territory of Tianji Pavilion to several miles in radius.
Countless mortals are suffering.
But in order to prevent a greater disaster, no one could take care of these cultivators.
Watching those people crying helplessly because of the separation or death of their loved ones, an idea suddenly popped up in Meng Yaoguang's half-conscious mind: If Yao Ning died, would he also feel sad?
However, before she could come up with an answer, a figure crossed the open space that had spontaneously formed beside her and slowly walked towards her.
Meng Yaoguang became alert instantly and looked up.
Du Xuandu was walking on a road filled with smoke, snow, blood, and broken limbs. He heard countless cries and wails, and felt that the scene before him was exactly the hell described in the Buddhist scriptures.
Her gaze swept across the bodies of the tragically dead mortals and fell on Du Wuzhu in the distance.
Du Wuzhu and Bai Su Jiangcan were both injured, and the number of his men was decreasing, but he did not retreat a single step and defended the invisible city wall tightly.
Du Xuandu looked at Du Wuzhu's back and was a little dazed for a moment. She suddenly couldn't remember why she fell so deeply in love with Du Wuzhu in the beginning. Was it because he was so handsome, or because he was in a high position and had great power, or because he was so heartless?
Du Xuandu withdrew his gaze.
During this trip, Yao Ning arranged Bai Su Jiangcan to deal with Du Wuzhu Meng Yaoguang, and designated Adu and Shang Linran to work together as backing, but he did not make any arrangements for her.
Du Xuandu wondered, what should she do?
She thought vaguely for a moment, but couldn't figure it out, so she asked herself again, what do I want to do?
But what appeared before her eyes was the scene in the Brahma Temple where Kongwen lovingly touched her head and patiently and carefully explained the "Jizo Sutra" to her.
Du Xuandu's eyelashes trembled slightly. It was not until this moment when she was outside the situation that she suddenly realized the irrationality of her previous blindness.
Kong Wen was well versed in Buddhist teachings and had lived through many past lives. Could it be that he really couldn't see through the little fox pretending to be a Buddhist?
Du Xuandu's hands trembled slightly, and she suddenly thought, if Kongwen were still alive, what would he want to do?
Meng Yaoguang looked at the approaching Du Xuandu and silently clenched the nine-section steel whip.
Du Xuandu didn't look at her, but looked around again at the wailing people everywhere.
It is said that the eminent monk of Brahma Temple attained Bodhi after seven lifetimes of practice, and his remains turned into relics, which are enshrined in 84,000 pagodas on earth to protect peace and stability in the world.
Du Xuandu looked at her hands. She knew that she was covered in blood and was a Shura from hell. The only merit she had was probably the fate of a Buddhist disciple that she had never cared about.
"I don't know if it's enough."
When Meng Yaoguang heard the woman in front of him say this, his flesh melted away, revealing his bones. Then the bones instantly turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.
Meng Yaoguang was alert for a moment, but nothing happened.
She looked around and everything was normal. The situation was turning against them. Under attack from both sides, Yao Ning's people could not hold on for long.
However, the next moment, Meng Yaoguang's body suddenly stopped.
She found that she could no longer hear the crying.
When disaster suddenly strikes, weak and incompetent mortals, regardless of gender, age or status, can only let out disgusting cries.
Especially tonight.
However, after just a moment, she could no longer hear the sound.
All of Meng Yaoguang's men followed Du Wuzhu. Among them, the monk Mingxin was fighting in a bloody battle, but suddenly he felt a strange aura descending in the void.
It was as if the world was silent in an instant, and the sound of the Buddhist temple bells resounded throughout the world in an instant.
Mingxin was shocked and turned around to look.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
He saw an unformed relic hanging high in the sky.
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Yao Ning didn't know how long he had been fighting with the god in front of him.
At the beginning, she was only beaten unilaterally. The gap between mortals and gods cannot be made up in a short moment.
But when her body was completely broken and damaged, leaving only a weak soul, she seemed to feel a critical point.
She thought that if she could hold on a little longer, just a little longer, and survive before that critical point, she could regain a little advantage in this battle where everyone had put all their efforts.
But she didn't even know what that tipping point was.
Maybe it was just an illusion before she died, or maybe it was a wrong intuition after her consciousness gradually became blurred.
Shen easily blocked Yao Ning's attack again. His robe was white, his face was calm, his movements were light and graceful, and he was able to block Yao Ning's full-strength attack while chatting and laughing, and then easily took away half of her life with one blow.
However, he became increasingly irritated.
This woman seems to be impossible to kill.
Every time I felt that one move could completely destroy her soul, every time I felt that it would be the last time I would condescend to attack.
However, no matter how badly she was injured, her body was shattered and her soul collapsed, there seemed to be a glimmer of hope, holding her life firmly.
His attacks became more and more ferocious, but Yao Ning's recovery speed also became faster and faster.
Is it because of her firm belief, or is it the favor of heaven?
Could it be that the so-called fate cannot be taken away or occupied no matter what?
Then wouldn't his deal with Chen Ying, which he had to hold his nose in, be completely useless?!
The irritation in his heart grew more and more serious. In his eyes, Yao Ning was still just a mortal ant, but now this ant dared to crawl on him and bite him indiscriminately. He could clearly crush the thing to death with one hand, but no matter what he did, he could not kill it completely.
Shen suppressed his boredom, forced himself to calm down, and began to observe Yao Ning carefully.
This sight almost made his expression turn ferocious in an instant.
Spiritual energy surged towards Yao Ning. He originally thought that it was just because of her high cultivation level. Spiritual energy was scarce in the world, so when she encountered abundant spiritual energy, she would only absorb it greedily, just like a person who had been hungry for a long time would eat more.
But until now, she is still absorbing spiritual energy.
If we continue to absorb it like this, wouldn’t it be…
His eyes widened instantly.
The way of heaven is different. No one in the world has become a god for thousands of years, let alone ascended to heaven.
It had been too long since he had seen a mortal ascend to heaven. The long years had made him think that gods were gods and humans were humans, and the distinction between them was clear and insurmountable.
He forgot that humans can ascend to become gods. The reason why there have been no new gods for thousands of years is not because they are not qualified, but because of the scarcity of Qi in the world.
Mortals have been longing for ascension throughout their lives.
He looked at ants from the perspective of a god, with disdain and without considering their situation.
So he made an extremely obvious and extremely stupid mistake.
He actually brought Yao Ning to this place with abundant spiritual energy and let her stay for a long time.
The proud god panicked for the first time in his life. He stared at Yao Ning and was devastated to find that her realm had actually surpassed the level of transformation into a god.
What is behind the state of transformation of the spirit... He took two steps back and slowly thought about it.
After becoming a god, one will ascend to heaven.
Yao Ning stood up in a miserable state.
She looked calmly at the god before her, no longer afraid, no longer looking up, no longer trembling.
"How is this possible... How could this be!" The god lost control and roared loudly, "If you can become a god and ascend to heaven, why don't you experience thunder tribulation? This is not right."
He looked up at the sky, as if questioning someone: "Heaven! This is wrong! Why are you favoring her?! Why are you making an exception for her?!"
"We have never been favored, and no exceptions have been made." Yao Ning looked down at the ground, the rich blood-red flames reflected in her eyes. She looked at Shen again, her body hunched over by injuries, dragging Fu Guang as she walked towards him step by step. "We are just a group of ants. We just want to survive."
As she finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly erupted.
“Boom!”
The sky swirled and churned, lightning flashed and disappeared, and the god's eyes were panicked: "What's going on? Now she knows that the thunder tribulation will be sent down? Is she going to become a god too? An ant..."
However, before he could finish his words, thousands of acres of lightning struck down, and purple-red electric snakes surrounded the god like cracks in the void.
The blinding white light flooded the entire world, and Yao Ning's eyes were blank. However, her natural intuition allowed her to see Chen Qian using the Tracing Mirror to recreate the scene when she left Xuan Qing Sect, and when she and Shang Linran and his group entered the Demon Realm, they caught the prying eyes of Jiang Can and others. Even not long ago, across the long time and space, she saw through the prophetic eyes of Chen Ying, the owner of Xizhou Pavilion that day.
At this time, she no longer relied on her eyes, but tilted her head slightly based on her feeling, raised her hands to support the light, used up her last bit of strength, summoned all her cultivation, and slashed with a sword.
"boom!!!"
Amidst a loud bang like the creation of the world, a shrill howl was heard, and then something disappeared.
Kill you and it's all over.
Yao Ning curled the corners of his mouth.
God will not die willingly. Before dying, he will naturally use all his divine power to drag Yao Ning to be buried with him.
The overwhelming force spread outward from the point Yao Ning felt, destroying lightning, ice and snow, flying clouds and all tangible objects along the way.
Yao Ning was as broken and damaged as a dead leaf. She thought that the god really overestimated her. In fact, he only needed to use his last bit of strength to come to her, stretch out his finger and touch her lightly, and her fragile soul would instantly shatter into powder with a "crunch".
Yao Ning watched as the force rippled in the air and approached her rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, she would be completely dead.
From then on, for thousands of years, there will be no more Yao Ning in the vast universe.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she could hardly believe that everything ended like this. After her tense heart relaxed, she was filled with endless confusion.
She was about to die, but she seemed to have forgotten to see someone and say a word to that person.
The next moment, a figure rushed into her sight with the force of thunder.
The lightning and thunder tangled into an unbreakable cage, surrounding her tightly.
Chen Qian was floating in the air outside the cage, looking at Yao Ning through a small gap.
In an instant, time seemed to slow down, so slowly that Yao Ning could see every emotion in his eyes and brows.
Chen Qian smiled and said, "I always said that I wanted to remove the Daoist Couple Seal. Do you know how to do it?"
Yao Ning blinked: "What are you going to do?"
Chen Qian stretched out his hand, his slender and powerful knuckles with slightly bulging veins, and he slowly extended his hand towards his body.
In an instant, Yao Ning felt that some strange connection was broken, and his heart suddenly became empty.
The edge of the mighty divine power ripples finally approached Chen Qian. His body and soul melted and disappeared at an extremely fast speed like melting ice and snow.
The divine power spread across the universe, and the lightning cage made a loud noise as if it could not bear the weight, but it was still as solid as a rock, and Yao Ning was not even hurt by a hair.
The voice that Chen Qian said before he disappeared still echoed in her ears.
"The Daoist Companion Seal has been broken. I am the one who divorced my wife. After hating me for a while, forget about me and live your life well."
"Aning."
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