Chapter 1773 Cicada Hidden
"True Shiyin, fake Yucun! You two each owe me a life!"
While Zhang Fan was hesitating, the boundless and vast purple energy was completely consumed.
Without the protection of the purple energy, this eternal world fell into shock again.
"What a pity, it was just a little bit short." Fake Yucun sighed lightly.
As the creator of this world, he felt a subtle sense of a supreme and profound Dao, about to be born here. Only one final step remained.
But just one step away, there is a world of difference.
"If I can really be born, the branding will be completed. With this mark, my eternal void world will also give birth to its own changes of truth and falsehood, and I will be able to jump out of the endless reincarnation. Everyone will die." Jia Yucun made up his mind while thinking.
"I'll buy you a few more moments. Can I succeed..."
Before he could finish his words, silver light exploded and rushed out of the sky.
Although the Eternal World seemed to have stabilized again, Zhen Shiyin and Zhang Fan knew that the foundation here had been lost.
It won’t be long before it is completely lost.
"The transformation of truth and falsehood returns to the true God."
"And I, the Son of Destiny and my clone, will also return..."
"Inside his body."
"This is what is called an inescapable fate."
Zhang Fan already vaguely knew the reason why he could not complete the last stroke.
"It turns out that even he hasn't fully understood the difference between true and false. As a clone, he naturally can't surpass the original."
Zhang Fan suddenly felt relieved.
Then a thought occurred to him: "So, my understanding of the transformation of truth and falsehood is actually not inferior to mine? How is this possible?"
In Zhang Fan's mind, he believed that his original self, as the mastermind behind everything, must have reached an incredible level of strength, and might even be able to compete with the true God.
Although he never gave up the idea of asking him for an explanation, he never dared to underestimate him.
I never thought that now I would be shocked to find that after a lifetime of hard work, I can now be on par with him?
This was an idea that Zhang Fan had never had before.
Never thought about it, dare not think about it.
The moment of insight, an unstoppable ambition begins to grow in my heart.
"Who is true and who is false, who is in charge and who is responsible."
"It's still unknown!"
"There's still... one last chance!"
Zhang Fan knew that the original master must be waiting for him outside this eternal world.
When this place is broken, before returning to the true God, he will first absorb himself.
"But this is exactly where my only chance of survival lies!"
Thinking of this, looking at the scroll that was about to be completed and Zhen Shiyin, a cold light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes.
"Please lend me your head, Senior!"
The pen that paints the picture of truth and falsehood appears inexplicably and falls quietly.
The emphasis is on Zhen Shiyin.
A trace of surprise appeared on Zhen Shiyin's face. He didn't understand why Zhang Fan had changed so drastically in such a short time.
"You still have a chance to start over, but I may not."
"Please help me, senior!"
Zhang Fan saw that Zhen Shi was hidden under the brushstrokes of his original work, but was still able to survive, with only a slight tremor in his body. He couldn't help but feel shocked.
He did not force the pen to move again, but with a flash of light, he transmitted everything he had just realized to the other party.
Zhen Shiyin's gaze left Zhang Fan and looked outside the world of eternal nothingness.
I don't know what he was thinking about, but he actually gave up resisting.
The figure dimmed, the light gradually faded, and finally turned into a dead white dot.
Slowly fell into Zhang Fan's palm.
Zhang Fan was silent for a moment, then bowed solemnly and saluted towards the place where Zhen Shiyin fell.
Then, without hesitation, he swallowed the deadly white dot into his stomach.
Although falling was not true death for Zhen Shiyin, being able to sacrifice his entire life just to give Zhang Fan a slight chance of victory was already a great favor.
Zhang Fan seized the last moments and savored the taste of the deadly glory left by Zhen Shiyin.
"Death is just an appearance."
"The great path of truth and falsehood is invisible and unknowable to Senior Zhen Shiyin. However, he uses the imagery of life and death to attempt to imitate and represent the true and false creation."
"The result is like the blind men touching an elephant, only getting a small part. But, there is a certain sense of truth and falsehood."
“Great tonic!”
As if a flash of inspiration came to him, Zhang Fan wrote quickly and added another stroke to the true and false painting.
Then look towards this eternal world of nothingness.
He could sense that Fake Yucun had fallen.
Just as Jia Yucun had said before, although this world can exist independently of the mountains and seas, it is, after all, just a void, and its entire foundation is built on Jia Yucun's cultivation.
Faced with the power of the true God coming to the world, there is no way to resist.
It was no longer a tremor, but an imminent complete collapse.
Zhang Fan put his pen to paper and extinguished the world before it was destroyed.
"The living are in the void, outside of the false."
A silvery-white glow, remarkably similar to the fake Yucun's, flashed across his eyes. Zhang Fan finished the last half stroke of the real and fake scroll.
"I don't seek to completely deconstruct the transformation between truth and falsehood, I only seek..."
"Better than you!"
The left eye is silver-gray and the right eye is pale.
All kinds of ways to become a god such as fishing, beheading, breaking formations, forgetting machines, lucky luck, and folding paper emerged in my mind at the same time.
"This is the firewood that will light the fire of truth and falsehood!"
The real and fake painting he had painted with his own hands was instantly burned to ashes, turning into a blazing fire that only he could see.
The world of eternal nothingness is no longer there, and Zhang Fan falls into the end of becoming a god.
Even though he had deduced it countless times in his mind, when he was really caught up in it, he still lost consciousness for a moment.
What a terrifying apocalyptic scene this is.
The living beings are gone, the mountains and seas are gone. The Dao is gone, the void world is gone.
There is only a ray of starlight, like a single eye of a god, hanging high above.
It is also like the rising sun, its crimson glow overflowing and leaping out, about to swallow up everything.
Except for the coming of God.
Only two figures were left, like duckweed in the wind, still struggling to hold on.
One body and one origin, the deity itself.
"Don't come back yet!"
My voice was cold, like an elder in the clan scolding a younger one.
Zhang Fan only felt that he was floating towards the other party out of control.
The power of attraction is so strong that it is even stronger than that of deity.
At this moment, Zhang Fan realized that he seemed to be out of tune with the vast tide of returning to the gods around him.
It is only vaguely consistent with the original body in front.
"Is this what you rely on?"
Zhang Fan sneered in his heart.
"The clone returns to the original body. It seems that this is how it should be."
"But today, I want to tell you..."
"Nothing in this world is ever taken for granted!"
A hint of determination flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes.
Not only did he give up resisting the attraction of the original body, but he even accelerated and rushed towards it.
When it was about to return to its original state, a ball of true and false flames ignited and burst out from within its body.
"Stupid!"
"How can true or false fate harm me?"
Faced with Zhang Fan's counterattack, I was not moved at all.
He murmured softly, "When truth becomes false, falsehood becomes truth!"
The fire that was still blazing a moment ago was extinguished in an instant.
It's like it never existed.
The deity's cold voice came: "Is this what you rely on? You actually want to use the true and false avenue to overthrow me and replace me..."
Before he could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed.
Because around Zhang Fan, there seemed to be a series of blurry figures emerging.
True Shiyin, False Yucun, Fishing Old Man, Xuanyuan Hong, Slashing Life Master, Breaking Formation Master...
They seemed to be independent individuals, and yet seemed to be conceived from Zhang Fan.
"Haven't you always wanted me to join you?"
"In this life, I have comprehended many great ways of mountains and seas, and even the foundations of many people who become gods. My understanding of the great ways of truth and falsehood is now even greater than yours!"
"But I am willing to give you everything. Let us be one!"
There was some madness in Zhang Fan's eyes. When the real and fake flames went out, his body collided with the original body.
It's like two drops of water merging into one in an instant.
but……
The figures of the gods appeared one after another, like ghosts, lingering among them.
"Really! Really!"
The starlight from above is getting brighter and brighter.
The carrier of the road of truth and falsehood floated uncontrollably towards the single eye hanging high in the sky.
The voice was ferocious, and it was true as he roared over and over again.
However, due to the existence of other people's phantoms, the transformation between true and false is difficult to initiate.
Every time when Huanzhen was about to start, another faint voice would sound, interrupting Huanzhen's progress.
“Really!”
"No."
“Really!”
"No."
…
The phantoms of the Chengshenke are not really the Chengshenke who have already fallen.
Rather, it is the anchor that Zhang Fan uses to distinguish himself from his original body.
Only the gods of mountains and seas can retain some vague memories in the constant reset of mountains and seas.
In this life, when Zhang Fan came into contact with a group of gods, he was sure that he had never had any intersection with them in his previous reincarnations.
All the possibilities of the mountains and seas, the roads he has walked, and the things he has experienced. This deity may have experienced them all.
The only exception is the various people who became gods.
This can be used to distinguish between Zhang Fan and the original body.
Upon closer inspection, the two drops of water have merged.
But the drop added later was imbued with certain unique qualities, allowing it to temporarily exist independently.
There is no doubt that with the master's control over the clone, this peculiarity cannot last long.
A clone is, after all, just a clone.
At the moment of creation, a fate that cannot be resisted was determined.
Under normal circumstances, these phantoms of gods can only extend Zhang Fan's life for a moment at best.
There's no way to change anything.
But now…
At the end of returning to God, this fleeting opportunity is enough to turn everything around.
He was getting closer and closer to falling into the true god, but Zhang Fan never showed any intention of giving up fighting him.
I really want to drag him to be buried with me.
I finally completely lost my composure.
"Do you want to die?"
"If you want to die, don't drag me along!"
"As long as we can achieve the truth, everything is possible. If we fall into the realm of the true god, there will be no return!"
Angry, panic.
Zhang Fan saw all of my ugly behavior.
He just looked at me coldly: "It is precisely because I don't want to die that I have to risk my life!"
Starlight is scattered everywhere.
It was as if he had completely leaped into the world.
The star hanging high in the sky now looks like a huge sun, standing proudly and independently.
Both Zhang Fan and the original body could clearly perceive that the changes in truth and falsehood attached to them were becoming increasingly thin.
There is always the possibility of leaving completely.
"Madman! Madman! If this goes on, we will all die!" The master roared in a broken defense.
"Really, really!"
Zhang Fan's eyes were blazing. Even in the desperate situation of life and death, his mind became calmer.
Realizing that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived, Zhang Fan finally dispersed the image anchors of the group of Chengshenke.
No longer resisting the complete fusion of the two.
I was overjoyed.
It couldn't wait to completely devour Zhang Fan and then return to the original anchor point.
but……
The next moment, as if he had eaten a stone, not only did he fail to digest Zhang Fan, but his mouth was filled with blood.
"How is this possible! How could you…"
Zhang Fan sneered, "Without the power of the Transformation of True and False, how much stronger can your so-called true self be than me?"
"Let us have a fair fight."
"It determines who's better, and it also determines life and death!"
After saying that, Zhang Fan rushed towards the original body.
There is no Taoism, no supernatural powers.
There is only a bloody fight of pure will.
Two extremely similar, or even exactly the same, souls are fighting a life-and-death battle for their own survival.
Fight until death.
At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten the final destination of returning to the gods in the outside world and their impending fate of no return.
They only have eyes for each other and are determined to determine the winner.
At all costs.
The tragedy involved is too tragic to be told to outsiders.
To outsiders, it only took a moment.
But to the two people in the Colosseum, it seemed like billions of years had passed.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck you..."
I was dying and kept cursing.
However, all he got in response was Zhang Fan's unbridled laughter.
The water droplets shifted again.
The two are completely united.
"In the end, I won."
As the winner, Zhang Fan was extremely weak, but he was not that happy in his heart.
He swallowed the original body with his clone and inherited everything from the other party.
But at this moment he didn't have time to take a closer look.
The remains of the body, the true and false, are as thin as a gossamer.
We are getting very close to the return of the true God.
"Fortunately, God didn't kill me!"
"The transformation between true and false can be activated even if only an inch remains."
"Really! Really!"
Zhang Fan finally shouted out the two words that he had shouted countless times before.
There is no other thought to hinder it.
After a brief pause, the Avenue of Truth and Falsehood descended here.
The sky was filled with starlight, and suddenly it dimmed.
It was as if an invisible giant hand grabbed the sun in the sky.
Then, with irresistible force, he dragged it down step by step.
A strange scene appeared before Zhang Fan's eyes.
It was as if time was going back, and countless brilliant stars were slowly returning to the stars.
The gloomy darkness emerged again.
Compared to the glory of God, the cold and dead silence is actually more reassuring.
This time it was really too thrilling.
It is only a step away from the final arrival of the true God.
It took longer than all the previous times combined to wipe out the True God who was about to descend and reset it.
But in the end it succeeded.
The tense string in Zhang Fan's mind finally loosened.
Take a deep breath.
He finally gazed at the fading figure of the True God, full of ambition and vigor: "I can defy fate and regain my true self. From now on, I will be able to destroy the stars and slay the gods!"
"Just wait!"
As if sensing Zhang Fan's thoughts, at the last moment, the disappearing starlight suddenly burst out again.
And then disappeared into the invisible.
Rolling darkness followed, engulfing Zhang Fan's consciousness.
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