Chapter 89 Chapter 89 You Should Kill Me With Your Own Hands
"I don't have a junior sister like you."
When she heard these words, Ji Chu suddenly realized that what she had been afraid of was this moment.
She was afraid that she was so weak, so helpless, and so powerless that she could only watch the people she cared about leave her and abandon her.
Even though she subconsciously knew that this scene was wrong, her first reaction was still:
As expected, the senior brother didn't believe her.
When all these scenes were put in front of him, he simply wouldn't believe her!
No one in this world would believe her.
She was completely abandoned.
The memories of two lifetimes are entangled together, and she can't tell which is real and which is false.
The only thing that is certain is that she is going to kill someone.
Is it the devil or the last god?
She had no other choice but to make one last desperate attempt.
This thought gave Ji Chu a moment of clarity in the chaos and confusion.
She raised her head and through the people blocking her way, she seemed to see a pair of golden eyes looking at her in the mist.
Those eyes were filled with cold and sarcastic scrutiny, as if mocking her ignorance.
It hid behind her memories, used her memories to attack her, and tried to make her admit that she would always be the weak, pitiful and powerless Ji Chu in her previous life.
She couldn't kill it.
Could she really not kill it?
Ji Chu took a step forward.
Those who stood in front of her were enraged, accusing her of being "cruel," "stupid," "childish," "extreme," and "how dare she hold a sword?"
She took another step and the men attacked her.
She looked at the faces filled with hatred and disgust, and inexplicably felt a sense of "so be it".
That's it.
She raised her sword.
She is naturally a sword cultivator. She has always been a sword cultivator. This is what she wanted and what she paid so much to get.
She will never give in!
The sword light is like the moon, and the sword energy is like a wild goose. She doesn't care whether it is an illusion or the real reality!
Anyone who dares to stop her will die!
Xunzhen split the fog with one sword.
First it was the "senior brother", then the "master", the "elder", and those "disciples". Their faces shattered and their bodies split apart with the mist.
A huge and narrow crack appeared in the sky, and the night poured down like a waterfall, turning the ground half dark and half bright.
The golden eyes were in the crack, looking down at her from above.
The sword energy passed through it, but it was like wind blowing through a boulder, leaving no trace at all.
Behind it is a slowly flowing river in the sky, which is exposed by the broken sky.
There were many large and small spots of light floating in the Milky Way, and invisible threads connected these spots of light, like a string of unhatched eggs, extending to a place that Ji Chu could not see.
She vaguely saw some figures among those light spots, with different shapes and styles, and among them there was even a figure similar to Zhongli Bai.
Is it true that something happened to Zhongli Bai?
Ji Chu subconsciously took a step forward and swung his sword again.
But the tip of her sword only grazed the edge of the golden eyes, as if it had cut into the air. The pair of golden eyes in the air suddenly made a dull sound like a dusk drum, like thunder suddenly exploding in her mind.
Ji Chu froze, and instantly felt his soul being sucked in by a strong force. It was difficult for him to even blink, let alone get closer.
The situation was similar to that in her previous life. She was unable to break free, and her soul was in danger and could be devoured by the Last God at any time.
It seems that the golden eyes she saw before her death in her previous life were indeed the Last God.
The thing she wanted to kill in this life was now right in front of her.
Ji Chu tried to raise his sword, but it felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his wrist, and he couldn't move it at all.
...How can she break free from control and kill the Last God?
Only when people face God’s essence can they truly feel their own insignificance.
That was a god, something that could manipulate the Tianxuan Secret Realm to suck her in, could spy on her inner fears, and could even devour her soul.
Even though her cultivation was higher than in her previous life, she still couldn't find a place to attack such an invisible and soulless creature.
Even the senior brother and the head of the sect did not choose to take action directly. They had to plan carefully and wait for the right opportunity to let the enemy possess an object so that they could kill it with one blow.
However, her cultivation level is not even a little bit lower than that of her senior brother and the head of the sect.
What should she do?
Seeing that Ji Chu was so easily controlled by it, no different from those people, the golden eyes of the Last God floating in the air revealed a bit of contempt:
"The God-killer is nothing more than this."
"The idea of a second generation slaying gods is like a fool's dream. The shamans and priests forged this sword to slay gods. However, no one can slay gods."
It was controlled by divine power, and Ji Chu felt a great force coming from all directions, pressing down heavily on the Xunzhen Sword.
She tried to grip the hilt of the sword tightly, and her whole hand trembled from the effort.
The sword of Xunzhen Sword made a "creaking" sound, as if it was crushed by an invisible force.
The sword blade was also shaking, as if it would break at any moment.
The Last God's voice came, slow, elegant, and emotionless, as if crushing an ant as a matter of course:
"As humble as you are, if God wants you to die, you have to die."
Its sound was like the reverberation of countless voices combined together, dull and scattered, as if everyone was speaking at the same time, but there was no difference in tone or intonation.
Arrogant, arrogant and ruthless.
He really was like a god, looking down upon the lower world, where all were like ants.
No wonder he was so arrogant as to come up with the idea of taking over another person's body in exchange for the resurrection of the gods.
Ji Chu suddenly thought of what Zhongli Bai said: The Last God was born from the gods' obsession with resurrection.
So can it be understood that this pair of golden eyes is not an untouchable god, but a tool used by a group of obsessions to spy on the underworld?
As long as there is desire and thinking, there will be no flawless life.
Besides, she still has divine bones in her body.
She also has Thousand Puppet Shadows.
Ji Chu suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his mind, as if he was risking his life.
She gave up resistance all of a sudden and let the Last God grasp half of her soul.
If the soul were to leave the body, the cultivator would surely die.
But she took the initiative to send her soul towards the Last God.
Then, taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, he suddenly transformed his half-detached soul into a puppet shadow thread with a thin and sharp tip, and stabbed it straight into the center of the golden eye.
Her will to destroy the opponent was too strong, and the Last God failed to check for a moment, and was actually controlled by her with thousands of puppets.
The golden eyes were like the setting sun, slowly being pulled down from the gap in the sky.
The "Sky River" it was dragging behind it also tilted, and spots of light drifted down, almost hitting the ground.
The entire Tianxuan Secret Realm began to tremble.
As the light spot fell, cracks appeared in the false illusion barrier, and the misty fog began to dissipate, revealing the scene hidden behind it.
Desolate and overgrown, divided into two parts: illusion and delusion.
The Tianxuan Secret Realm has no entity, it is just a collection of obsessions.
Ji Chu also regained control of his body, and the remaining soul instantly merged with the Xunzhen Sword.
In an instant, the sword became like a shadow thread, and the shadow thread was the God-killing Sword.
She poured all her spiritual power into the sword blade, and following the direction of the puppet shadow thread that had left her body, she suddenly slashed down at the Last God in mid-air.
As the golden eyes cracked, the puppet shadow thread formed by her soul was also cut off.
His soul was damaged, and he instantly felt excruciating pain. Ji Chu's vision was blurred, and even his voice was trembling, but it was transmitted to the Last God with incredible clarity:
"God is no more than this. If God wants you to die, then you can only die!"
The Last God and the countless voices behind him all became furious.
After a moment, it spoke again, its voice no longer as cold and emotionless as before, but instead contained deep anger:
"Destiny has changed, but your fate remains the same!"
What he said seemed to come true.
The scene in front of Ji Chu suddenly changed, and the shattered golden eyes overlapped with Xue Xianchen's eyes. The red gold had no pupils, which was very strange.
The Xunzhen Sword disappeared, and what she held tightly in her hand was the divine bone from Xue Xianchen's heart.
The devil's face still retained the disbelief before his death, but his eyes were covered with a red-gold color.
Ji Chu was in a daze for a moment. Her instinct for survival made her want to let go of her hands and stand up immediately, but her body was out of control. Like a stiff puppet, she was forced to continue kneeling in front of Xue Xianchen.
She felt as if her soul was floating in the air, watching the "Puppet Ji Chu" perform scenes from her previous life.
She remembered everything that happened next very clearly.
A black fog was swirling behind me, and in the silence, it was like a nightmare replaying.
A long sword slowly emerged from the black fog, and the tip of the sword pointed at her heart.
At this moment, Ji Chu suddenly realized:
It turns out that when you calm down and listen carefully, the sound of the sword breaking through the air will be so clear and obvious.
The next moment, Ji Chu felt his soul returning to his body, and he felt a chill in his heart, followed by pain.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
She felt that despair again, the pain that she could never forget even after reincarnation.
With a "click", a drop of blood slid down the sword body to the tip of the sword, and finally fell to the ground, becoming the switch that restarted the flow of time.
Everything seemed to slow down and her perception was amplified. She could almost hear how the blood was squeezed out by her heart, cut off by the sword, and finally dripped to the ground with boiling heat and fell in front of her.
She didn't dare look down.
But she didn't need to look down to see the scene in her mind.
The long sword is pure white, with silver lines flowing, and mottled blood connecting the sword body to form a star-like pattern. In the northwest direction of Taiweiyuan, four stars are split into north and south.
The blood-stained image of the Shaowei Sword was always firmly imprinted in the depths of her memory. With just a slight reminder, this scene would appear so clearly before her eyes.
She wanted to persuade herself that perhaps this was also an illusion created by the Last God, just to make her unable to distinguish between her past and present lives.
But the pain in her heart was so real and so clear that she didn't even have the strength to tell herself "this is fake".
How can this be fake?
The pain is real, the despair is real, the hatred and unwillingness are also real.
No one will stand on her side...
Brother won’t...
If all this was fake, then she would be a wandering soul trapped in a puppet, and would never find a way to escape.
She could only accept this pain and this fate.
To die at this moment today, to die by the sword of Shaowei, is Ji Chu's fate.
…
Dark shadows emerged from the ground, like a tangled web of claws that was difficult to break free of, binding her firmly in place.
Tiny black lines also spread from the sword, climbing up her limbs along her blood, and penetrating into her body, completely trapping her in despair.
…
She couldn't stand up or walk out.
…
Just when Ji Chu was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a slight movement at his collar.
A clumsy-looking paper crane came out and hit her neck with its head, disturbing her peace.
She wanted to throw the paper crane down with her hands, but her body was tied with black thread and she couldn't move. She could only let the paper crane continue to poke her.
"Ji Chu."
The voice of her senior brother suddenly came from the front, clear and cold, allowing her to regain some strength from the despair that was enough to drown her.
She looked up, past Xue Xianchen and the golden eyes, and saw her senior brother from the edge of the shattered illusion.
This should be the real senior brother. He was calm, cold and aloof. He neither said that her "demon possession crime was unforgivable" nor executed her mercilessly with a sword.
This was the senior brother she met after her rebirth, the one who taught her sword skills, cooked for her, and combed her hair.
But he saw it all.
He saw how he swung his sword to kill those people, how he attacked the "him" in the illusion, and how he died so miserably under Shaowei's sword.
Senior brother saw it all.
That humble, pitiful and despised self.
Ji Chu looked at his senior brother from a distance.
She didn't say anything, but Meng Yuci saw the obvious hatred in her eyes.
The Tianxuan Secret Realm creates illusions, evoking the panic and despair hidden deep in people's hearts and interfering with their minds.
If you are not careful, you will be completely swallowed up by the illusion and become the nourishment for the resurrected gods of the Last God.
As he came here, he naturally saw Ji Chu's fear.
I see……
She hated everything in her previous life, hated herself who had reached a dead end in her previous life, and hated "Meng Yuci" who had attacked her even more.
She was overwhelmed by this hatred, trapped in the same place, unable to break free.
"You hate me."
Meng Yuci spoke, his voice firm.
Ji Chu stared at him and did not deny it.
Now that everything was seen, she had nothing to hide.
Although the scenes in the illusion were exaggerated and distorted, to some extent, they were not much different from her experiences in her previous life.
She really had accomplished nothing, was indeed lonely and cowardly, and was indeed disheartened and gave up everything.
She did break out of the sect and attack her senior brother who tried to stop her.
More than these, she wanted to know what her senior brother could say after witnessing all this in his previous life.
Did he really despise her and say that she was "unworthy of being his junior sister"; or did he deny everything in his previous life, pretend that nothing happened, and continue to be the good senior brother who "would never kill her"?
After her rebirth, she had thought about this many times in her heart: if the unbearable self of her previous life were to be revealed to others, would those who greeted her with smiles still continue to accept her?
I don’t think so. After all, she was so terrible in her previous life and didn’t deserve anything.
If she wants a new life, she must hide her past self and never go back to her old self.
She felt as if her shiny and beautiful skin had been stripped off and she was forced to show her muddy inside to her senior brother.
You see, this is who I am. Not only do you dislike me like this, you will hate me so much that you will kill me with your own hands.
Everything in this life is just something I intentionally concealed and maintained.
If this was how you saw me from the beginning, how could you be a harmonious senior and junior brother with me, how could you make those promises, and how could you say that you like me?
…
However, she did not expect that her senior brother would say to her:
"Since you hate me, then don't stay where you are, trapped by the sword."
"Ji Chu, you should stand up, come over here, and kill me with your own hands to avenge yourself."
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