Chapter 175 Night Candle Rules 53 "Kill me! Nanmen Jue!"...
The battle began with incredible speed. Nanmen Jue blocked the first wave of snake eyes that descended from the main god, and by the time the second wave descended, she was already fighting Zhang Jin.
"Don't get close, go protect the others."
Ying Yao, Terra, and the others tried to move forward, but Nanmen Jue coldly stopped them.
He is mine.
Having already witnessed Zhang Jin's sudden surge in strength during their brief exchange, Nanmen Jue didn't underestimate him and immediately went all out.
Since she could form an alliance with the crow using special items to share energy, then Zhang Jin should too…
Before the thought had even finished forming in her mind, Nanmen Jue saw Zhang Jin's arm being easily severed by her white bone scythe, like a piece of tender tofu fresh out of the pot.
The blade slashed down from his shoulder; if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been split in half diagonally.
Nanmen Jue was slightly taken aback. Without thinking too much, he swung the white bone scythe in his hand, ready to cut him down completely!
"Nanmen Jue!" Zhang Jin suddenly roared.
But Nanmen Jue's scythe did not pause for a moment. Her target was clear, the blade was cold and sharp, cutting through all hesitation and delusion. Carrying earth-shattering hatred and anger, she slashed towards Zhang Jin's head!
Zhang Jin never expected Nanmen Jue to be so anti-human, refusing to listen to even a single word, so he had no choice but to dodge him completely.
He rolled around in a sorry state, grabbing the giant snake that was the eye of the main god to cover him, barely managing to dodge the attack that pierced through the clouds and split rocks.
boom--
The entire barrier trembled violently, accompanied by the sound of something collapsing; the barrier used for answering questions shattered.
The spirits that had been waiting outside swarmed in, making the situation even more chaotic.
The light faded, leaving only the faint glow of the candles people had lit outside, plunging the world into darkness.
Zhang Jin escaped death. He collapsed to the ground, barely able to support himself with one arm. His face was pale as he stared at Nanmen Jue, his pupils contracted.
Nanmen Jue lowered his head, his wings temporarily folded as he landed, and the white bone scythe in his hand was deeply embedded in the ground.
The dim light painted her into a sculpture that flickered between light and shadow.
Zhang Jin held his breath and watched as Nanmen Jue moved slightly, his phoenix eyes, devoid of whites, looked at him.
He trembled and shouted hoarsely, "I agree! I will break the contract with the Supreme God. I know many of His secrets. With my help, we will surely be able to kill Him quickly!"
Nanmen Jue tilted his head slightly.
Those eyes were so filled with such deep malice that Zhang Jin couldn't discern her emotions. A terrifying thought suddenly occurred to him, and he asked tremblingly, "Nanmen Jue? Are you... still conscious?"
If Nanmen Jue completely sacrificed her soul to the gods in order to kill him, then she is now nothing more than a shell that only knows how to kill.
Nanmen Jue looked up and saw a crow and a giant snake locked in fierce combat, with snake scales and crow feathers falling in a flurry. However, these were merely condensed energy forms. Nanmen Jue extended her hand that wasn't holding the knife, and a feather just landed in her palm before disappearing.
"I've never been this clear-headed before," Nanmen Jue said. "Zhang Jin, do you have anyone you care about?"
Zhang Jin's eyes trembled.
"Do you have someone you feel guilty towards?" Nanmen Jue asked again. "Do you have someone you wouldn't care about even if you died, just hoping that the other person can live a good life and have everything?"
Before Zhang Jin could answer, she drew her own conclusion, "You probably don't have it."
“Your world only contains yourself; everyone below you is an ant.” Nanmen Jue looked at Zhang Jin. “How selfish.”
Zhang Jin said in a trembling voice, "If belittling me makes you feel..."
Are selfish people happier?
"What?" Zhang Jin thought he had misheard.
“Wouldn’t it make you much happier to live only for yourself, not care about anyone else’s gains or losses, and live the life of someone who would rather betray the world than let the world betray me?” Nanmen Jue said.
She didn't seem to be asking Zhang Jin, but she was looking at him as if waiting for his answer.
Zhang Jin remained silent for a moment, then gradually lost the panic and fear on his face, and staggered to his feet.
“Yes, I am very happy,” Zhang Jin said. “Although I have already sacrificed my soul to the main god, strictly speaking, I am now just a shell working for Him. But in this cycle of reincarnation, I almost have the strongest power, unlimited tools, and a high and mighty status. I only need to bow down to the main god, and otherwise I am the emperor. I have lived long enough, so even if I die right now, I will have no regrets.”
A ruthless glint flashed across his face. "But unfortunately, humans are insatiable creatures, so I don't want to die—I didn't originally intend to use this tactic against you, but I'm sorry."
Shake, shake, shake.
Hearing a sound approaching, Nanmen Jue pulled his sickle from the ground but didn't move it.
She seemed to have already guessed who it was, but stared at Zhang Jin's rapidly growing arm, "This can't be just due to props, right?"
In just a few words, Zhang Jin's face regained some color. This terrifying rate of growth was such that unless Zhang Jin was also an energy body, no human body could withstand such a rate of recovery without collapsing.
Zhang Jin said, "Aren't you going to turn around and look?"
"What's so interesting? When you think about it, the only one you can deal with me is her."
As she said this, Nanmen Jue turned around, and the face of the judge, who was busy with nothing, was in front of her. She looked at him for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Jin, "Zhang Jin, it has come to this point, tell me the truth, is she really dead?"
Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flickered in Zhang Jin's eyes. "Yes, she's dead. I killed her with my own hands, and I turned her into this state with my own hands. Do you hate me to death?"
Nanmen Jue did not answer, but her eyes grew even colder as she looked at the judge's face.
“I find it hard to imagine that someone would specifically enter this kind of hell just for another person,” Zhang Jin said. “Fathers and sons killing each other, brothers turning against each other, lovers stabbing each other in the most cruel way are all too common in this world. I understand them, but I can’t understand you. Even if Nanmen Yu were still alive, what would you get in return for your life? Could she cry for you? Could she laugh for you?”
"There's nothing to say to someone like you," Nanmen Jue said calmly.
“I never understood you until I found out you were Nanmen Yu’s brother. Now I think I understand you a little better.” Zhang Jin sneered. “You all have the same blood flowing in your veins. She was just as stupid as you, willing to sacrifice herself for others. I can tell you, she became like this to save someone.”
Nanmen Jue finally reacted, "Save whom?"
“It’s daytime.” A strange smile flashed across Zhang Jin’s face as he watched with satisfaction as Nanmen Jue looked on in astonishment.
"Daytime is bright?" Nanmen Jue asked incredulously.
She never imagined that Nanmen Yu would be involved with Zhou Yiming.
"Where's Zhou Yiming? We should call him over and ask him." Zhang Jin's eyes gleamed with anticipation, but perhaps due to the excruciating pain of his severed limbs growing back, his features were somewhat distorted. "He hurt you too, he hurt your sister, and it was even because of him that your sister ended up like this, but you just saved him! Aren't you filled with regret? You should hate him too!"
Nanmen Jue looked at him with almost pity and said, "You're crazy."
People always called her crazy, but now it was her turn to call others crazy. Nanmen Jue chuckled inexplicably, then her expression suddenly turned fierce. "You've said enough. Haven't you run out of time yet?"
Zhang Jin was taken aback again. He shook his head with a chuckle. "No, Nanmen Jue, this time I'm not stalling for time. Perhaps you don't know, but you can't kill me in this space."
Nanmen Jue narrowed his eyes.
“You’ve seen it. No matter what you do to me, like this,” Zhang Jin said, raising his arm, which had grown halfway back to its original size. “Even if you rip out my brain or pierce my heart, as long as this space remains, I will eventually return to my original state. Do you understand?”
Do you understand, Nanmen Jue?
She understands perfectly.
Zhang Jin was telling her that if she wanted to kill him, she had to break this space first, and to break this space, the judge had to disappear.
Nanmen Jue felt a great sense of absurdity, and she laughed again.
“You can keep this stalemate with me.” She looked at Zhang Jin with her dark eyes, “or you can simply turn yourself into a monster and stay in this world forever. Otherwise, the moment this world’s time ends will be your death.”
A strange smile appeared on Zhang Jin's face, and Nanmen Jue's heart sank.
Sure enough, Zhang Jin said, "Nanmen Jue, you can continue to stall with me, but—what about the others?"
Nanmen Jue's lips moved slightly, then she pursed them gently.
She did hear the sounds of desperate resistance, the screams and roars of resentment and fear.
“You overestimated the strength of those trash and underestimated the power I can obtain,” Zhang Jin said gently. “Nanmen Jue, you lost the moment you decided to dissect yourself to protect others.”
"Let us out! Nanmen Jue! Did you hear me?!"
Qin Yehan's scream pierced through the noise and entered Nanmen Jue's ears with exceptional clarity. She vaguely remembered that the battle had started too quickly and she hadn't had time to close the window.
She should close the window now and think carefully about how to break this deadlock.
Calm down, she told herself. Since entering the reincarnation space, when hadn't she gambled on a possibility between life and death? This was a situation she was very used to; she could handle it.
She could kill Zhang Jin, banish the main god, allow her sister's soul to return home, and bury her belongings next to her parents' tombstones.
“Nanmen Jue, you can kill me right now.” Zhang Jin’s voice was full of temptation. “The anchor point is on you. You’ve shown me before. As long as you destroy the anchor point, you can kill me. Why don’t you do it?”
No.
"Kill me, and you can save these people. They keep dying. Haven't you always been willing to suffer any injury to save people?"
No.
"Are you just going to stand by and watch everyone die? So you're willing to sacrifice so many lives for revenge?"
Zhang Jin's arm had fully grown back. He approached Nanmen Jue and gently stroked her face.
"Such a beautiful expression. Even though I've never been interested in that kind of thing, I can't take my eyes off you." A hint of infatuation flashed in Zhang Jin's eyes, followed by pain. Nanmen Jue gripped his wrist tightly, twisting his wrist bone to an angle that the human body shouldn't have.
His smile became even more distorted, his facial features dislocated.
"Kill me, Nanmen Jue!"
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Author's note: To be honest, I was surprised when Nanmen asked, "Would it be happier to be a selfish person?"
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