Chapter 184 Night Candle Rules 62 She erased the word "male" and wrote "one" instead...
Yu Wanyan gave Zhang Jin a good scolding for his arrogant and smug attitude, then turned around and looked anxiously at Nanmen Jue.
"Wake up! If you don't wake up, someone's going to ride roughshod over you! Aren't you the proudest? Can you stand that idiot messing with you? Wake up now!"
"Yu Wanyan!" Ying Yao roared, then squeezed his eyes shut again. "Don't treat him like this."
No one knew better than him what killing Nanmen Yu with his own hands meant to Nanmen Jue.
Besides, even the gods have no way to deal with this now, so what's the point of forcibly waking up Nanmen Jue?
If everything is going to end today, then it's better to let her leave in a relatively peaceful moment than to face such painful despair.
Ying Yao glanced back. Crimson light spots spread in all directions, and the gray fog gradually spread as well. The entire world had become nourishment for Zhang Jin, and they were at their last gasp.
He sighed softly.
"I'm sorry, Nanmen Yu," he thought to himself. He hadn't fulfilled her final request, leaving Nanmen Jue to bear the consequences.
But he is still alive. Even if he is destined to die, he will die in front of Nanmen Jue, making his final effort.
A bright light flashed in Ying Yao's eyes.
Zhang Jin ignored what he was thinking. He stared intently at Yu Wanyan, his facial muscles twitching: "I didn't expect this. I've always underestimated you."
Yu Wanyan sneered, "Don't fall for me, I find you disgusting."
Zhang Jin extended his other hand to her, "You are a rare talent. Your talent was wasted under Zhou Yiming's care. Join me, and from now on you will be second only to me! I can give you everything you want, and even remove your bad reputation."
Yu Wanyan lowered her head, looking at the hand she was holding in Nanmen Jue's. "I told you not to fall for me. Didn't you see that I already have someone I like?"
"Infatuation with someone is the easiest thing to disappear. Can so-called liking compare to an endless lifespan, inexhaustible wealth, and power that surpasses even the gods?" Zhang Jin smiled slightly. "You are still a young girl. I can forgive you for the mistakes you made in the past. As long as you become my subordinate, you will come to a brand new world."
Yu Wanyan lowered her eyes, completely ignoring what he was saying. Seeing how slow the blood-and-flesh transfer was, she clicked her tongue impatiently, raised her hand and pulled out another puppet, using two at the same time to speed things up.
Her own face grew even paler.
Seeing that she ignored him, Zhang Jin's eyes turned cold. "Foolish girl, you have such talent, yet you'd rather die for so-called love."
A hint of disdain flashed in Yu Wanyan's eyes. "You don't know anything."
Without a word, Zhang Jin raised his hand, and the scarlet arrow that had just been pointing at Ying Yao shot towards Yu Wanyan without warning!
This action took everyone by surprise. Ying Yao turned his head in alarm, and right in front of Yu Wanyan was Nanmen Jue—
Yu Wanyan stared wide-eyed in terror. Under the absolute suppression of power, she couldn't even struggle. She was like an ant facing a human stepping on her, or like someone guarding an impending avalanche at the foot of a mountain.
A huge black shadow blocked her way.
The raven was the only one still able to move under the crimson light. It appeared in the path of the crimson arrow and took one last look back.
His gaze fell tenderly on Nanmen Jue, yet it contained endless sorrow and worry.
The scarlet arrow touched Him and pierced into His feathers.
A ripple-like pattern spread out from the point of contact, and the air seemed to become incredibly still instantly.
Like a crumpled piece of paper being gently smoothed out, the crow disappeared in the gentle ripples.
Time seemed to stand still. Yu Wanyan stared blankly at Zhang Jin with an empty expression.
“This is the power of Entropy Ash. Under the rules of the universe, even gods are ants. No being can defeat entropy itself.” Zhang Jin said calmly, another crimson arrow condensing at his fingertips, this time still pointing at Yu Wanyan. “Regret? It’s too late to regret.”
Yu Wanyan suddenly tightened her grip on Nanmen Jue's hand, and she subconsciously called out, "Nanmen Jue—"
It wasn't Nanmen Jue who responded; Ying Yao, whose left arm had disappeared and who should have been completely immobile, lunged at her.
His expression was fierce, his eyes resolute, and his gaze was ever-bright. The lightsaber that had fought alongside him for many years and survived countless life-or-death situations appeared in his right hand, shining brightly.
The moment the crimson arrow touched the lightsaber, it made a crisp cracking sound, and Ying Yao trembled violently, spitting blood from his mouth.
He poured all his life force into the sword, and it actually withstood the attack. He retreated step by step, the arrow closing in inch by inch, the light sword shattering more and more. Ying Yao also retreated to the front of Nanmen Jue and Yu Wanyan.
The arrow disappeared, the lightsaber shattered completely, and Ying Yao knelt on the ground, coughing violently.
When he raised his head again, his face was withered and pale, his complexion still young, but his demeanor was that of a very old man.
His hand was still gripping the lightsaber, trembling uncontrollably.
"Impressive. You actually managed to block Entropy Ember's attack. Even that god couldn't block it." Zhang Jin raised an eyebrow in surprise, then casually raised his hand again. "Your sword is gone. Can you block it again?"
It's unstoppable.
Ying Yao's trembling right hand reached towards his lips, trying to wipe away the spurting blood. It would be too unsightly to die in front of Nanmen Jue like this.
However, he didn't touch anything.
His right hand was also swallowed by the scarlet light.
Ying Yao felt dizzy, and his body, having lost both arms, swayed unsteadily, but he stubbornly straightened his back.
Another arrow had already formed, pointing steadily at him and Nanmen Jue behind him.
He couldn't stop it.
But Ying Yao did not close his eyes. He stared intently and deeply at Zhang Jin, engraving all his resentment and hatred into his gaze.
Then he slowly stood up.
He would not kneel and die in front of the enemy. Before his death, he shielded his loved ones and the common people behind him. He would die before them and fight to the last moment. This was his last insistence as a soldier.
Looking into his burning eyes, Zhang Jin's eyes flickered. He frowned and subconsciously looked towards Nanmen Jue behind him.
This person had given him too many surprises and ruined too many of his plans. It was hard to describe the fear he felt towards Nanmen Jue. He had never felt such fear towards the main god or that crow.
Nanmen Jue lowered her head, her slightly long, messy hair obscuring her expression. Despite being on the most dangerous battlefield, she seemed oblivious to everything around her.
It seems like it's really completely ruined.
A hint of impatience flashed through Zhang Jin's mind, and the crimson arrow condensed even more rapidly.
Regardless, we must kill Nanmen Jue as soon as possible.
His previous attack on Yu Wanyan wasn't out of anger or embarrassment, nor was it because he wanted to kill that little girl first. From beginning to end, his first target was Nanmen Jue.
As long as Nanmen Jue lives, even if she becomes a cripple, he will never have a moment's peace.
Zhang Jin had no mind to mock others anymore. He silently conjured another sharp arrow, thicker and stronger than the previous one, imbued with even greater causal energy.
Yu Wanyan tensed up like a cat with its fur standing on end. "You Jin Ming guys better think of something... Nanmen Jue! We're really going to die!"
Her voice was shrill, but Nanmen Jue ignored it. Yu Wanyan was itching to bite Nanmen Jue, staring at her with an expression that looked like she wanted to bite her to death, but her hand still held Nanmen Jue firmly, transmitting blood and flesh to her.
Nanmen Jue's skin gradually regained its color, and she left the dimension of the spirit body, slowly turning back into a living person.
The crimson light was devouring flesh and blood, and Yu Wanyan replenished it for her, replenishing as much as it devoured, even faster than the devouring speed. When Nanmen Jue's body reappeared, Zhang Zhi was drawn back to her sea of consciousness, crying as she returned.
Under the powerful suppression, a resolute glint flashed in Yu Wanyan's eyes. She turned to the side, almost lying on Nanmen Jue's body, covering her with her own body and drawing all the light spots from Nanmen Jue onto herself.
"Pfft." Yu Wanyan's blood flowed onto Nanmen Jue's hair.
"Nanmen Jue, Nanmen Jue." Zhang Jin murmured the name with a hint of emotion in his voice.
If he had met someone like Nanmen Jue when he first entered the reincarnation space...
Many images flashed through Zhang Jin's mind. He smiled wryly, then his expression turned cold again.
There are no "what ifs" in this world. From the moment Nanmen Jue entered the Reincarnation Space, they were mortal enemies.
Who told him to kill Nanmen Yu?
"The thought of someone like you disappearing from this world is a little regrettable, but unfortunately, I want to live even more than you do."
Zhang Jin pushed the faint doubt in his heart, which he himself could not fathom, deeper into the abyss. The new Entropy Jin was ready, and he was about to let go and end it all completely when he suddenly froze.
Someone crawled on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood, and struggled to get here, to stand before Nanmen Jue.
Do not return.
This ordinary boy, who had only survived thanks to Nanmen Jue's protection, could only crawl to Nanmen Jue's side because his lower leg was swallowed by the light spots, and then stood in front of Nanmen Jue.
"Even if... I must die today, I will die before Brother Jue. Brother Jue, your men are not cowards." Mo Gui said through gritted teeth, the boy's eyes swollen bloodshot with hatred, his clear voice like a hoarse, vengeful ghost, "Zhang Jin, remember this, you will definitely die a horrible death!"
Zhang Jin's face darkened, "You..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was silenced by an ever-growing stream of people moving forward in shock.
Those who had been protected by Nanmen Jue in the Ghost Realm all moved to the front in various ways to block Zhang Jin's way.
They remained silent, only raising their eyes filled with hatred.
Those trapped in another dimension could not break through this boundary no matter how hard they tried. The curses and roars of hatred that were once the only sounds in this world had now fallen silent.
It was like witnessing a brutal execution, the beginning of a true apocalypse.
Zhang Jin has obtained power that even the gods cannot match. What will the Reincarnation Space become after today?
Under so many gazes, Zhang Jin calmly looked at these people who were destined to die and chuckled softly.
"Since we're all going to die anyway, what difference does it make whether we die a second earlier or a second later?"
As for the other side, as long as Nanmen Jue and the crow are both dead, they will never be able to come to this world. It's just the unwillingness of another group of ants. Why should he be afraid?
A massive crimson arrow materialized, even more powerful than Zhang Jin had anticipated. He poured all his hidden fears into it, almost exhausting all the energy he had stored up, and the flow of light points slowed down.
He controlled the devastating arrow, his gaze piercing through the crowd and landing on Nanmen Jue.
"Never see you again, Nanmen Jue."
The giant arrow flew from his hand, hurtling along its predetermined trajectory toward his most feared enemy, just like irreversible time and unchangeable cause and effect.
Under this arrow, those destined to die either closed their eyes or stared in horror; they ceased their struggle and accepted their final fate.
Zhang Jin wore a victorious smile.
Suddenly, all the expressions on his face froze.
Under his watchful gaze, Nanmen Jue, who had been seemingly dead, slowly raised his head.
Her face was bathed in a crimson glow from the light, and her eyes looked as if they were gazing from the depths of hell. Zhang Jin couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine at the sight of her.
Then, in the blink of an eye, she disappeared.
Her figure reappeared on the path the giant arrow was bound to take before it arrived.
The previously silent crowd suddenly erupted in uproar, while those who had been shouting at the top of their lungs were stunned by the scene.
Nanmen Jue didn't draw any weapons or conjure any wings. She simply stood there, like an ordinary young person, a clean-cut college student. Everyone could only see her back.
Then she raised her hand and caught the falling giant arrow in her palm.
The incident happened so suddenly and bizarrely that even the most optimistic and trusting people couldn't have imagined such a scene. Everyone was stunned and couldn't react.
The energies collided, creating a fierce wind that violently blew Nanmen Jue's hair and clothes. The intense red light engulfed her face, leaving only a vague and hazy outline.
Zhang Jin finally snapped out of his shock and roared furiously, "This is impossible!"
Even gods couldn't resist it, so how could Nanmen Jue possibly stop it? The first thing that overwhelmed Zhang Jin was boundless fear. If he could even resist this power of time and cause and effect, just how much power must Nanmen Jue possess?
Wait a minute.
Zhang Jin suddenly froze.
There was no energy fluctuation at all from Nanmen Jue's body.
She seemed to be just standing there normally, reaching out to catch a paper airplane that was drifting down.
But the fierce winds that arose, the surging energy, and the gradually disappearing giant arrow all indicated that this was not a paper airplane, but a fatal blow that Zhang Jin intended to use to annihilate everyone in one fell swoop.
How is this possible? How is this possible!
"That's impossible!"
Zhang Jin roared again, forcibly mobilizing the newly gathered light points to condense them into a giant arrow once more, though it was clearly much smaller than the one that Nanmen Jue had blocked.
He launched another attack, his face visibly turning deathly pale.
Nanmen Jue simply lifted his eyelids again and glanced at him.
This time, she didn't wait for the attack to land on her head. With a gentle push, the devastating arrow changed direction and shot back towards Zhang Jin!
Zhang Jin's eyes widened in shock and fear as the giant arrow collided with his newly fired arrow, merging together and attacking him.
He was completely frozen in place, unable to move. When the attack was right in front of him, he mustered all his willpower and awkwardly lunged to the side.
"ah!"
He fell from mid-air, landing on the ground like any ordinary mortal.
The giant arrow, carrying terrifying energy, rose into the air and exploded into blood-red fireworks.
Nanmen Jue could send it away, but she couldn't stop the falling specks of light. There were cries of pain everywhere. Her indifferent brows twitched slightly as she raised her hand to wipe the blood from her face.
This is Yu Wanyan's blood.
"This is impossible, this is impossible..."
Zhang Jin lay on the ground, muttering those four words in a daze, not even reacting when Nanmen Jue walked up to him.
Suddenly he looked up sharply and glared at Nanmen Jue. "What did that crow give you?"
As expected of a god, no matter how much mortals struggle, is there no way to escape from the clutches of a god? Haha, hahaha... He's not reconciled!
"It's not Xiao Nuo."
Nanmen Jue half-squatted down in front of him, looking down at his face, which was both crying and laughing. "Zhang Jin, I've told you before, you always think of yourself as the only smart person."
Zhang Jin's voice caught in his throat. He looked up at Nanmen Jue and asked, "Are you here to tell me how I lost?"
“It’s very simple,” Nanmen Jue said. “It’s a game of rules. Whoever understands the most rules will win.”
Zhang Jin stared intently at Nanmen Jue. "I thought you would be depressed for a long time, or even give up completely... How could you wake up so quickly? During the time you were silent, you were actually thinking about how to deal with me."
Nanmen Jue remained calm. Looking at his expression, she blinked gently. "What are you angry about?"
"You're Nanmen Jue! How could you possibly be such a person?" Zhang Jin's expression twisted, as if something unwavering had been shattered before his eyes. "You should...you should..."
"should?"
"You should grieve for the rest of your life because of your sister's death!" Zhang Jin roared. "You killed your sister with your own hands. A good person like you should feel ashamed and devastated... How are you any different from those cold-blooded people? How are you any different from me?"
Nanmen Jue gazed at him silently, her phoenix eyes deep and dark. For a moment, a terrifying look appeared in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.
She reached forward and grasped the white bone scythe that appeared out of thin air. "Are these your last words? I heard them."
Zhang Jin took a deep breath, his fingers digging into the ground, and before the chilling blade fell, he calmly said, "Tell me, which rule did I lose to?"
The blade hovered in mid-air, just a hair's breadth away from Zhang Jin's neck.
“Every tool has limitations and costs, even the so-called tools given to you by the Mother Goddess,” Nanmen Jue said calmly. “Yu Wanyan said that everything you did before was to maintain a certain balance, so I guess that’s your limitation.”
Zhang Jin stared intently at her, listening quietly.
Nanmen Jue met his eyes, then looked down at his earlobe. "From the moment you entered this world, you and the God began to plot. The God used his authority to gather me and everyone I knew together, trying to completely erase my existence. But your scheme was even more elaborate than the God's. The God probably only knew that you were going to use the Judge, but he didn't expect that you would use the entire world, and even the God's incarnation if necessary, as your sacrifice."
When the judge was mentioned, Nanmen Jue's tone remained completely unchanged. Zhang Jin sneered, "Continue."
“This is a passively activated tool,” Nanmen Jue said. “If you don’t want it to activate, you can only maintain ‘balance.’ Once the balance is broken, it will activate, and you will have to find a new ‘balance,’ or you will die. You are not its master and cannot control it; you can only use it through the rules.”
"You guessed right," Zhang Jin said.
“It’s out of control right now because the balance has been broken. You can only use yourself as a container to absorb all the time and cause and effect of this world.” Nanmen Jue looked him in the eyes again. “It’s not pleasant, is it?”
Zhang Jin, who laughed wildly in the sky, mocking everyone as a victor, was actually enduring immense pain.
Zhang Jin's pupils trembled violently. "But I still don't understand, how can you also control the energy of Entropy Ash?"
Upon hearing this question, Nanmen Jue suddenly smiled.
Unlike any smile before, this one was indescribable; she smiled, but her eyes were filled with cold indifference and desolation.
“I told you, you are not its master,” Nanmen Jue said. “If you can control it, then others can control it as well.”
Zhang Jin seemed to understand something. He held his breath, and his eyes became slightly unfocused.
“The judge is under your control. Everything he asks and says is for your benefit,” Nanmenjue said. “You make the judge repeatedly emphasize, ‘Don’t lie.’”
The judge's energy is connected to Zhang Jin's, and in order to maintain balance, Zhang Jin controls the energy within the Ghost Realm.
When it comes to grand concepts like time and causality, Nanmen Jue hadn't thought through the detailed rules very clearly, but the moment she learned that Zhang Jin was afraid they were lying in the Ghost Realm, she realized that this was the only breakthrough.
Clearly, she guessed right.
"Adding rules together isn't so simple. If I want to use the Judge, I have to bear the backlash from her Ghost Realm rules," Zhang Jin said in a low voice. "She can help me accumulate energy quickly, but this energy comes from different people. When everyone's energy merges with mine, theoretically, everyone's energy and mine will become the same. As long as the causal relationship with me is deep enough, they can use my tools... I see, I see. The biggest loophole is here. Nanmen Jue, how did you come up with this under these circumstances?"
He chuckled softly, then his laughter grew louder and louder until his back arched and his neck touched the blade, drawing blood. He abruptly stopped laughing.
“But I still don’t understand,” he stubbornly raised his head, “I know the numbers you filled in randomly. They don’t constitute a strong causal relationship at all, and they can’t mobilize my Entropy Ashes. What lies did you tell in the Ghost Realm?”
What lie did she tell?
So powerful that she could influence such a vast causal chain, even to the point that his energy acknowledged her?
Nanmen Jue's lips moved slightly.
Two familiar panels appeared in front of her, with the two questions that Nanmen Jue had answered listed on them.
Zhang Jin's gaze darted back and forth between the panel and Nanmen Jue's face. He knew every word on it by heart. Although Nanmen Jue's answer had shocked him, it was impossible for it to achieve such an effect.
Filled with sharp resentment, he saw Nanmen Jue raise his hand and move it to the top of the [Gender] field.
With a forceful stroke, she erased the character for "man" and, trembling yet resolute, wrote down the character for "woman" with a strong, vigorous stroke.
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Author's note: Damn it! The rhythm that was going so smoothly was completely disrupted by my period!
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