Chapter 52: The Universe in the Same Boat (I) Each with their own mission, they came to fulfill their appointment. …
True Lord Chi Xia was afraid of Wei Yuanye, perhaps because Wei Yuanye did not have any system or plug-in support. Wei Yuanye had learned a lot and had some knowledge of violence. He was a barbarian with real talent and knowledge.
Wei Yuanye had actually been following the plot. He felt that he didn't need to say anything in this section, just follow the rhythm and see what would happen in the end. However, Zhang Deng seemed to be immersed in it, so Wei Yuanye had to join in.
Zhang Deng wanted to buy Lin Yuzhou some time to retrieve the spirit avatar's brain. He even considered going up and trying to fight, but he felt it was dangerous. So Zhang Deng said, "If you do that, my husband won't let you go."
Wei Yuanye: “?”
Zhang Deng pushed Wei Yuanye forward and said, "Look how angry he is."
True Lord Chixia said, "If a person doesn't work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. What have I done wrong? What have you done right?"
"Even though I didn't do anything right," Zhang Deng said clearly, completely undeterred by his brainwashing, "you did everything wrong. How can you say we're the same?"
Zhang Deng felt that if he didn't cause any trouble, Lin Yuzhou would still be in trouble. He patted Wei Yuanye on the back and said, "Get him!"
Wei Yuanye said nothing, and a huge, heaven-shaking phenomenon came crashing down. Zhang Deng had never seen such a scene before. It was as if the sky had fallen down directly. The huge roar almost broke the eardrums. It was as if something very invisible and huge was exerting pressure down. Master Chi Xia's face froze, and he flew into the air. His clothes were blown violently, as if he was suffering from some kind of storm.
Zhang Deng said, "Keep going!"
Wei Yuanye was lifted up by the wind. After a moment's effort to find his balance, he seemed to possess the ability to control the wind. He charged straight at True Lord Chi Xia's face. True Lord Chi Xia dodged, and the two began a primitive exchange of punches and kicks in mid-air. True Lord Chi Xia was no ordinary man. He immediately realized the problem and said, "You are not human at all!"
"You have no vital energy flowing in your body, nor any internal meridians," said True Lord Chi Xia. "You are—you are a perfect body. Who are you, anyway?!"
But Wei Yuanye did not answer him. True Lord Chi Xia was also a tough guy and was not at all inferior. The two of them fought back and forth, and it was difficult to tell who was evenly matched.
Zhang Deng squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, and suddenly found that there seemed to be faint white lines like fishing nets in the dim sky, crisscrossing together, as if it was an array formation set up by someone.
Zhang Deng realized that something was wrong. The True Lord Chi Xia was waiting for them here, perhaps because he had set up a tight net.
Zhang Deng asked the screaming Dong Yu: "Stop shouting, what's that in the sky?"
Dong Yu raised his head from his wailing and said, "Maybe it's a trap. It can't be that they're trying to catch fish for us to eat."
"Is there a way to fix this?" Zhang Deng asked. "Could it be a trap that removes the spell? Then we're done for."
"We are finished," Dong Yu said with a dead heart. "My spirit body has been eaten. I have failed. We can't defeat him."
Zhang Deng felt that he was a bit useless, so he went to find Shi Hong again. Shi Hong looked up at the sky and said, "I smelled that incense, and I have no strength left."
In the biting wind, True Lord Chixia laughed heartily and said, "You are all dead."
"I have set up the A Luo Net. You can only enter but not exit. You will all die here."
"Then you are the same." Wei Yuanye said.
True Lord Chi Xia turned to look at him, a fearless light flashing in his eyes. He said, "Even if I die, what does it matter?"
"I am the most powerful immortal in the world, on Mount Kunlun," said True Lord Chi Xia. "I don't need to share Tongyu's corpse like them, and I can still maintain my statue. Only I can trap you and prevent the strange phenomena in heaven and earth. When I die, the whole world will remember me. My soul will return to Jiuzhou. After hundreds of years, I will still be myself. There will always be a place for me in the Palace of Immortals."
He had extremely strong self-confidence. Just by hearing this, Wei Yuanye felt that he should have never failed. He felt that his success was entirely dependent on his own talent and hard work, so he felt that as long as there was a chance, he could always make a comeback.
Wei Yuanye didn't want to break his fantasy, nor did he have the patience to say anything more. He just stepped back slightly, attracted a bolt of lightning, and struck the net. However, when the huge lightning hit the net, it magically disappeared, as if it had been absorbed.
True Lord Chi Xia laughed heartily and said, "This net is my magic weapon, the practice I've cultivated throughout my life. I was born to meet this calamity, and I've been waiting for this day my entire life."
"You can't get out," said True Lord Chi Xia. "Why should I fight you? As long as you can't leave, you'll kill each other sooner or later, drinking blood and eating flesh. When that happens, you'll understand why so many people in this world kill each other."
"You've never tasted human flesh, have you?" True Lord Chi Xia looked at him with eyes filled with jealousy and hatred. "Once you taste it, you'll never forget it."
True Lord Chi Xia glanced in the direction Wei Yuanye was looking and said, "Why don't I kill one first and let you have a taste."
As he spoke, he took out his hand from his sleeve, which turned into an eagle's claw. He grabbed at the void, and the sound of an eagle's cry came from the sky. Zhang Deng looked up and felt as if a pair of hands were rushing towards him. He ran and saw Lin Yuzhou half-collapsed beside the corpse, his face abnormally red. Zhang Deng said as he ran, "Is he really poisoned? The symptoms appeared so quickly? Ah ah——"
He felt someone grab the back of his collar. He was so choked up that he couldn't speak. He kicked his legs and was lifted up backwards. Zhang Deng shouted, "Help me!"
But Shi Hong, Niu Zhuang and Dong Yu have lost their ability to move.
Wei Yuanye fought with Master Chi Xia at close range. His expression gradually turned cold. He grabbed Master Chi Xia's neck and pinched it hard. Unexpectedly, the man smiled slightly and did not try to block him. Instead, he exhaled a breath of foul air, which landed on Wei Yuanye's face. Wei Yuanye held his breath but still did not let go. He held Master Chi Xia's neck tightly. He twisted it hard and actually broke Master Chi Xia's neck despite the poisonous gas!
As a result, Master Chi Xia just raised the corner of his mouth slightly and tilted his head slightly. With a "click", he returned to his original position.
True Lord Chi Xia is immortal, but Wei Yuanye eats grains. He didn't know what the foul air was, but it made Wei Yuanye a little dizzy. His wind-controlling technique lost balance, and he was about to fall down after just a moment of relaxation. True Lord Chi Xia then stretched out his hand again and rushed straight to his heart!
At this moment, Master Chi Xia suddenly stopped moving. He felt as if his whole body was covered with ice and snow and he could not move. Zhang Deng, holding the snow mountain wood in his hand, caught Wei Yuanye in mid-air. The two fell to the ground and rolled a few times. Zhang Deng raised his head and stared at Master Chi Xia hatefully.
True Lord Chi Xia did not expect Zhang Deng's move. Zhang Deng almost always hid behind others along the way, as if he was an ordinary person without any magical powers, which made him lose his vigilance.
Snow Mountain Wood's freezing skill is the strongest. Zhang Deng was nervous, but when he saw True Lord Chi Xia also fell to the ground, he felt a little relieved. He felt that they were at a disadvantage for the first time, and Wei Yuanye seemed unable to defeat the well-prepared True Lord Chi Xia.
When a crisis occurred, the person Zhang Deng wanted to protect the most was actually Wei Yuanye. This was his selfish motive. He didn't want Wei Yuanye to take risks, even if Wei Yuanye himself didn't think it was a big deal.
Zhang Deng hates hypocritical people. He himself has been ruined beyond recognition by hypocritical people in this life. In the first half of his life, the people he met, such as He Xiaoqiu, Liu Yan, his parents, and his editor-in-chief, all talked about love and eternity, but did dirty things and behaved dirty, and exhibited some selfish and egoistic behaviors, but they claimed that it was because they loved him.
After coming to this world, although Zhang Deng was not used to the climate and felt unfamiliar with everything, he did not hate the friends he knew. At least they were honest, no one said one thing and did another, there was no hypocritical person, and some were even so straightforward that made people feel uncomfortable.
Zhang Deng said: "No one will remember you. Do you know why?"
"No gods will thank you, because they are greedy for life and afraid of death. They wish you were dead and would eat your flesh to cure their illnesses," Zhang Deng said. "No one will remember you, because you did this only for yourself, for your own benefit as a god, not for humanity at all."
Zhang Deng said, "Why did you cultivate to become an immortal? Because you're afraid of death. You want immortality, the cure for all diseases, power and authority, and the respect of mankind to satisfy your own greed. You want to kill us now to protect your own rights. You've known you were going to die, and you wanted to die as an immortal, never falling from the altar in your life. You're hypocritical, selfish, and full of morality and justice, but your hands are stained with the blood of your fellow disciples. Do you still expect to be remembered in history?"
True Lord Chi Xia said, "You young boy, have you lived for thirty years? Do you really think you understand the ways of this world?"
"Why shouldn't I understand?" Zhang Deng looked at him without any fear. "I'm confident that I live more honestly and truly than you. Do you dare to say that?"
Zhang Deng said, "I'm not afraid of death, nor of life. I live a good life, and I don't want to become an immortal at all. Why do you want to be an immortal? Because you're a shrewd person, living in pain, fear, and hatred. Even if you became an immortal, you still haven't forgotten how you felt as a human, so you'd rather die than be infected with the human plague. You're so pitiful!"
Everyone: “…”
Zhang Deng's curses were harsh, but he was thinking the same thing. On the way here, he had been thinking about this question: what's the difference between being a human and being an immortal? It's nothing more than the difference in lifespan and magic.
Even though Zhang Deng possessed the Snowwood, he rarely used it. He believed that magic was only useful in combat; whether he had it or not didn't affect his daily life. He wasn't enchanted by magic, nor did he cling to life. Was his life truly precious? Zhang Deng didn't think so either. Living for hundreds of years was what he found terrifying.
Zhang Deng really doesn't want to become an immortal. He also doesn't want to be a member of the privileged class or be different from others. He hates the behavior of people who shout the truth but try to gain privileges with their bodies, and he will never do such a thing.
The lighting of the lanterns was so self-consistent that even True Lord Chixia could not refute it.
Wei Yuanye shook his head, his eyes becoming clearer. Zhang Deng was a little worried, but Wei Yuanye said, "It's okay."
"He has many magical weapons," Dong Yu said, "be careful not to fall into his trap."
Wei Yuanye stood up. True Lord Chi Xia was still talking to Zhang Deng. True Lord Chi Xia said, "You can't achieve what you want, but you're just deceiving yourself. Boy, is there anything wrong with striving for the best in life? If the gods are guilty, then they should be the ones to judge. Are humans worthy? Humans are nothing more than human sacrifices that live and die every day. You are not worthy to speak to me."
"Do I deserve it? Am I not standing here?" Zhang Deng was a complete fact-teller. He stood firmly on the facts and would not let anyone influence his thinking. Zhang Deng said, "You think I'm unworthy, but I'm already standing before you. You think you're superior just because you've become a god, but there's really no difference between us. When facing death, you're not even as calm as I am."
Although Zhang Deng was shorter than him, he seemed to be looking down at him: "You can say I'm unworthy, but in my heart, you have low moral character, old-fashioned ideas, and are not even qualified to chat with me."
It was rare for people to hear Zhang Deng express so many of his own positions and opinions.
In fact, when they were chatting together, Zhang Deng talked more about emotional issues. Zhang Deng packaged himself as a love-brained boy who understood and cared about emotions. It was not until this time that his friends realized that they had completely underestimated Zhang Deng.
He is an adult with very mature and healthy thoughts and a complete personality without any flaws. He thinks much more than everyone else and is more pessimistic. Because of this, he is also more rational and open-minded.
"I told you to go ahead and talk," True Lord Chi Xia smiled instead of getting angry. He crossed his hands and formed a seal. "How long can you talk?"
As the A Luo Net descended, they could clearly feel the invisible pressure hitting every corner of their bodies. Zhang Deng turned around to look at Wei Yuanye. His eyes were very determined and Zhang Deng was not afraid at all.
Wei Yuanye also glanced at him, but his expression was much more complicated, as if he was thinking about a lot of things.
"Don't hold back," Shi Hong's voice was hoarse, as if it was coming out of his chest. "Be careful."
The A Luo Net continued to descend, and Zhang Deng felt a kind of breathlessness in his chest. He couldn't even stand and suddenly knelt on the ground. Shi Hong even lay on the ground and vomited blood.
The fragile floor tiles cracked directly. Wei Yuanye kicked his foot and rushed towards Master Chi Xia. Master Chi Xia looked at him, his expression calm again. Without Wei Yuanye saying anything, he threw out the Snow Mountain Wood, trying to use the same trick again, but Master Chi Xia dodged it. Wei Yuanye took advantage of his unpreparedness and kicked him in the chest with a high kick. Master Chi Xia grabbed his ankle and frowned slightly. He didn't seem to have expected that Wei Yuanye would not use magic, but chose to fight him in close combat. He was about to speak when Wei Yuanye used the force to spin in mid-air, raised his other leg, and slammed his heel on his face.
Karate. Zhang Deng felt ashamed, what an unfair victory.
Wei Yuanye's boxing styles are diverse and the changes are unpredictable, making it difficult to tell whether he belongs to a certain school. In fact, he has integrated all the kung fu he has learned that can be used for fighting and winning.
True Lord Chi Xia didn't want to argue with him anymore. He put his fists on his waist, crossed his legs, and made a gesture as if he was about to cast a spell. Wei Yuanye kicked him on the head, but he was nailed to the spot without any reaction.
Zhang Deng saw the opportunity and swung out his magic wand without saying a word. Master Chi Xia opened his eyes and all the attacks stopped silently. The next second, they bounced back and Zhang Deng dodged by rolling and crawling.
This was the toughest fight Zhang Deng had ever seen Wei Yuanye fight, but Zhang Deng still felt that Wei Yuanye seemed to be holding back. What was he waiting for?
Just as he was thinking this, an icicle fell beside his ear. Zhang Deng closed his eyes and rolled over. At this moment, a dark shadow appeared in front of him. Zhang Deng opened his eyes and saw Lin Yuzhou with his back to him. He threw something in his hand - the icicle fell to the ground and broke into three pieces.
Zhang Deng looked at him with wide eyes. Lin Yuzhou turned around and gently touched his head. His hands and body were covered in blood, as if he had vomited it himself. Then he turned away.
This time, a flash of surprise flashed across True Lord Chi Xia's face, but he quickly suppressed it, frowned slightly, and said, "It never ends."
Lin Yuzhou summoned the needle sword in his hand, but looking closely, the needle sword changed its appearance in his hand. It became longer and thinner, emitting a faint golden light. Then it seemed to turn into a golden thread, wrapped around Lin Yuzhou's arms and ankles, and finally slowly covered his whole body, turning into a golden armor.
Everyone was shocked by this scene. True Lord Chi Xia vaguely sensed something was wrong. His voice trembled slightly as he spoke with disbelief, "Martial Soul...True Body?"
Lin Yuzhou's voice came from the armor, with a distorted feeling: "It is me."
Everyone: “…”
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