Chapter 172 Night Candle Rules 50 "You really have the heart to hurt yourself..."
The snow-white barrier transformed into a battlefield of blood and fire, with a colossal serpent standing proudly in the space, resembling the legendary World Tree that connects the human world and the divine realm.
So majestic, so unshakeable.
Nanmen Jue dodged left and right. The background was noisy, and the crows' cries were faint, but every word flowed into her heart, giving her an indescribable shock.
“I really hadn’t thought of that,” she said softly.
“I have indeed speculated about your origins, your purpose, and your stance, but I have never been arrogant enough to believe that I could change the perception of a god.”
“It’s not about changing, it’s about reshaping,” the crow said.
"Whatever it is—"
Nanmen Jue's body was covered in more and more wounds, yet he couldn't even get close to the giant snake, and his eyes grew colder and more ruthless.
"The most important question now is whether you have any way to deal with this snake?"
Amidst the ups and downs, the crow turned its gaze to its own kind.
“As I said before, the cycle of reincarnation is not His property. Uniting the world and changing its foundation is the authority of our mother, and it is His ‘relic’.”
Nanmen Jue said, "Ah? So, all this fighting is just you two siblings vying for the inheritance?"
“...You could say that,” the raven said. “This space itself is above the two of us. Neither of us can use it temporarily, but we can’t truly possess it. So we can only enter with an avatar, or like Him, directly steal the souls of those in the cycle of reincarnation.”
Nanmen Jue keenly realized the core of this information: "In other words, although you cannot directly kill this avatar of the main god, the Reincarnation Space can?"
"Yes, connecting the world and transforming the world are the powers that the Reincarnation Space originally possessed. When this power is used to fight against the gods, the gods may also perish because of it."
"Excellent!" Nanmen Jue shouted, her ears filled with blood, making it difficult for her to hear her own voice. "So how do we mobilize the energy in this space now? Don't tell me you can't; there shouldn't be any distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children among you!"
The crow did not answer immediately.
His silence caught Nanmen Jue's attention. She tumbled twice in the air and suddenly realized something.
Her face turned deathly pale.
The crow whispered, "You guessed it, didn't you?"
"If you want to deal with the main god, you have to get out of this strange realm first, right?" Nanmen Jue could no longer hear her own voice; every word resonated clearly in her heart.
Regardless, this is still the Judge's domain of evil. To proceed with the next step, we must first break through the Judge's domain of evil.
If the Judge is forced to break through the Ghost Domain, he will die.
The box containing the anchor point was placed in the innermost compartment of the system space by Nanmen Jue. It was immortal, neither born nor destroyed, and would not affect the outside world. However, Nanmen Jue felt a certain part of his body burning hot, reminding him of its existence.
"You have no other choice either?" After a long silence, Nanmen Jue said, "Since you can simulate the effect of any item, isn't there a single legendary item suitable for the current situation? Any item will do, any price is acceptable, you can choose whatever you like."
The crow couldn't bear to look up at her face. It shook its head with difficulty in her arms. "There are many items that can break this strange realm, but none that can save her life while breaking the realm. Nanmen, this is the rule. Even gods cannot transgress the rules or be above them."
"Isn't there any way at all?!"
Nanmen Jue suddenly let out a loud roar, a hoarse and desperate voice that was hard to believe came from his mouth.
However, after this outburst, Nanmen Jue regained his composure, his expression becoming even calmer and colder than before.
"Without killing Him, is there any way to drive Him out of this eerie realm?"
The crow shook its head again, but this time Nanmen Jue understood something from its strange silence.
"What are you still hiding now?" Nanmen Jue's voice turned cold.
The crow's beak opened, its hard edge touching Nanmen Jue's arm, and she held her breath.
“…South Gate,” He said weakly.
Nanmen Jue understood. "This method might kill me, right?"
The crow fell silent again.
Nanmen Jue let out a suppressed laugh as she swung her knife and sliced a snake blocking her path in half. She then looked up at the colossal serpent that blotted out the sky.
“From the moment I stepped into this space, every step I took was a gamble with my life. And now you’re still worried about this?”
“That’s different,” the crow whispered.
"Xiao Nuo, you know what I want most."
Nanmen Jue leaped into the air, his disheveled hair framed by an unprecedented calm in his eyes.
"My only wish is to bring my sister home. Whether I live or die, as long as she can go home, that's all that matters. Even if I die, someone can take my place. I trust him, and he will definitely be able to bring her home."
"Why?" A drop of cold water fell onto Nanmen Jue's skin, making her shiver.
So even gods... can shed tears?
Nanmen Jue's expression softened.
“You don’t understand, Xiao Nuo, this is what I owe her, what I owe Nanmen Yu.”
The car accident when he was six years old took away Nanmen Jue and Nanmen Yu's parents. Young Nanmen Jue was shielded by his mother and, apart from a scar on his scalp, became the only survivor.
Having just been admitted to university, the eighteen-year-old Nanmen Yu rushed back to handle the funeral arrangements. She did not break down or become hysterical; she handled everything with a shocking calmness, including Nanmen Jue.
She never questioned her or scolded her; she just didn't pay much attention to her.
Nanmen Jue thought that she owed Nanmen Yu a pair of parents.
If she hadn't wanted to eat at a restaurant that night, the three of them wouldn't have gone out.
That day was her mother's birthday. Nanmen Jue secretly ordered a cake with her own pocket money and persuaded her parents to have dinner at her mother's favorite restaurant. They could then share the cake, and maybe even record a video to send to Nanmen Yu. Nanmen Jue could then smugly make a peace sign in front of the camera and show off her taste in buying cakes to her sister.
She ordered a cake featuring a family of squirrels, with two large squirrels and two small squirrels.
All of this was part of Little Her plan.
“This is what I owe her.” Nanmen Jue repeated softly, his eyes hardening. “Whatever your plan is, tell me.”
The crow knew that once Nanmen Jue became stubborn, not even ten oxen could pull him back. If he didn't tell her, she would hate him.
“Although we cannot kill Him directly, we can temporarily expel Him from this space,” the raven said. “Like my raven form, His current serpentine form is also a pure energy manifestation. A manifestation with a physical body must have a wisp of divine soul as its core.”
"So, if we destroy that core, we can destroy this transformed form?"
"yes."
"So it seems I don't necessarily have to die." Nanmen Jue spat out another mouthful of blood. She couldn't keep up with the bleeding talismans; the blood was flowing out faster than it could be stopped. A smirk played on her lips. "I'm truly defeated. I admit I can't beat Him. What can you do?"
Her tone was resolute, devoid of any urgency.
Knowing the method was enough; even if the crow couldn't offer any help, she was no longer at a loss.
She wasn't afraid of dying here; she was only afraid that even if she gave it her all, she wouldn't be able to fight for that one possibility.
"..." The crow was about to speak when its voice suddenly became shrill, "South Gate, something's wrong!"
"What?"
Nanmen Jue turned her head sharply, and guided by the crow, she saw the other side at a glance.
Apart from her, all the gold-named players gathered around Ying Yao and Zhang Jin, along with Yu Wanyan and two other orange-named players. However, despite being surrounded by so many people, Zhang Jin actually gained the upper hand. When Nanmen Jue turned around, he had Zhou Yiming in his hand, and everyone around him was sent flying!
As Zhou Yiming's eyes bulged, a suffocating feeling enveloped him, like drowning in the deepest water, and a deep despair welled up in his heart.
They couldn't join the battlefield where the gods were involved, and killing Zhang Jin was part of breaking the deadlock. However, no one expected that Zhang Jin, who was previously evenly matched with Ying Yao and Nanmen Jue, would suddenly unleash such powerful energy, making him no match for any of them.
Despair, resentment—in this cruel world, there's no room for regret.
He heard his neck bones making a sickening sound as they twisted and contorted, just like the twisted smile in Zhang Jin's eyes.
He was mocking him, his overestimation of his abilities, and his betrayal...
A deathly gray tinge quickly spread across Zhou Yiming's eyes.
Suddenly, something caught his eye, and he widened his eyes. Before his brain could form a complete image, a tremendous force descended from the sky and struck him like a burning meteor.
Zhang Jin let go of him.
Zhou Yiming knelt on the ground in a disheveled state, coughing violently, "Cough cough! Nan...! Cough cough cough!"
Even with just a fleeting glimpse, he saw Nanmen Jue's burning eyes.
She rushed from the battlefield of the gods and resolutely rescued him.
Behind her, a giant raven materialized, spread its wings, and fiercely pecked at the giant snake!
Before Nanmen Jue could say anything more, she and Zhang Jin clashed, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.
Neither of them lingered. Nanmen Jue quickly retreated and stood in front of Zhou Yiming.
"South Gate!"
Zhou Yiming looked up in surprise, but his face suddenly froze.
Those who rushed towards her because of Nanmen Jue's appearance were stunned when they saw her current appearance.
Her porcelain-white skin was so cold it seemed as if no blood was flowing through it. Her narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes, like those of Huo Wei before, had turned into a deep, dark black. Strange and mysterious patterns appeared on all the exposed skin on her face, neck, and hands, as if an invisible cage had been opened, locking her up tightly.
Behind her, trembling slightly, were a pair of enormous black wings that were folding together.
Zhang Jin looked at her, his eyes shining with excitement, "You used that item! That... that item that allows you to merge with a monster and share its energy."
All eyes turned to Nanmen Jue, who tacitly agreed.
“I never expected you would use this item.” Zhang Jin clicked his tongue. “Although this item can combine the energy of both sides and double its growth, the price is your soul. Your soul will be forever bound to the monster, becoming neither dead nor alive. You really have the heart to do this to yourself.”
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