Chapter 181 Night Candle Rules 59 Twists and Turns.
Since Nanmen Jue could restore the crow's power through sacrifice, the chief god could naturally accept the sacrifice as well.
However, Zhang Jin was clearly not acting on his own initiative.
"You actually devoured the souls of your believers directly." The raven did not relent, its voice emanating in an even more archaic form. It was filled with anger, sorrow, and above all, disappointment in its kin. "You have truly disgraced our race."
"So what? Everyone will die here today, including you! No one will know what I did. I'm just a puppet. As long as I am the supreme god, as long as I still possess this space, the entire world will forever be under my control!"
This is God, the God who drives everyone to madness.
Zhang Jin's expression was neither one of despair nor the sorrow of impending death. His face was contorted, and his eyes held the hatred that came from the long-standing wariness and suspicion that had finally come to an end.
Suddenly, he smiled.
His laughter was contorted with pain, but he kept laughing.
"What an arrogant god, thinking that human beings are so lowly and contemptible, deserving to be played with at his beck and call."
His body churned, a surge of energy forming a powerful wave. Nanmen Jue and the others immediately forgot everything else and cautiously looked at him.
"Haha, hahahaha!"
Zhang Jin threw his head back and laughed loudly, his body bulging with thick, blue veins.
At the same time, the chief god cried out in alarm: "What's going on? Why can't I devour your soul!"
"Nocturnus, let me go! A human is challenging our race's covenant, you fool! This is not the time for us to fight amongst ourselves!"
The crow didn't intend to pay attention to it, but it suddenly felt an unusual energy flowing within the main god's body. If it forcibly absorbed it, it didn't know what kind of effect it would have on itself, so it had no choice but to give up its mouth.
It devours energy bodies, so the snake's head, which was swallowed first, remained intact. The giant snake's body became tattered and torn, like a piece of paper with countless holes burned into it by a cigarette butt.
The main god twisted his body in mid-air in a disheveled manner and pounced on Zhang Jin.
"You ignorant human being, what have you done to me!"
"I knew you were an evil god all along. How could I not have left myself any tricks up my sleeve when we were making a deal?" Zhang Jin's face revealed a victorious sneer, filled with the arrogance of pent-up pride finally being unleashed. "So what if you're a god? Those who want me dead will die before me!"
"What happened?" Little Zhang Zhi couldn't understand.
“Zhang Jin is moving a lot of energy within the space.” Nanmen Yu frowned.
“In the cycle of reincarnation, the main god is not the strongest. The existence with the strongest energy is the cycle of reincarnation itself. In other words, as long as the tools are used properly, even a god can be killed and played with.” Nanmen Jue stared at the earring on Zhang Jin’s ear. She had noticed this tool since their first meeting, and now it was radiating a dazzling light.
“I underestimated him.” A strange smile appeared on Nanmen Jue’s semi-transparent face. “I thought he was just a submissive lackey, but I didn’t expect him to do what I couldn’t.”
It makes sense. Zhang Jin's desire to live was so strong, how could he entrust his life to a god who couldn't distinguish between good and evil for the sake of so-called power?
Although they were enemies, Nanmen Jue still felt a sense of exhilaration. It was the exhilaration of being human and yet outmaneuvering the gods, which made her laugh along with them.
Zhang Zhi thought she had gone mad from the shock and looked at her with a horrified expression.
In a few brief seconds, the situation on the field underwent a dramatic reversal.
The tattered giant snake opened its massive jaws, intending to swallow Zhang Jin whole. However, just before it touched Zhang Jin, the snake was frozen in mid-air, maintaining its open-mouthed, bite-like posture, its snake eyes trembling.
Driven to the extreme, His voice became calm, cold, and boundless, enveloping the tiny human below.
"Zhang Jin, have you forgotten that I am merely an avatar?"
"Even if you don't die here today, the moment you return to the hall will be your death day."
Zhang Jin was still smiling, his expression desolate yet resolute.
“But if I don’t do this, I’ll die here right now,” he said softly. “You didn’t give me a choice.”
With a roar erupting from the depths of his body, Zhang Jin's face turned blood red, including the whites of his eyes. He roared with all his might, bending over with great effort.
The giant snake hovering above his head was gradually sucked into his body from above.
After a few seconds of absolute silence, everyone else held their breath.
"ah--"
Zhang Jin let out another hoarse shout, the ridiculously dense energy shaking the space around him, causing cracks to appear.
“This space is about to collapse,” Nanmen Yu said calmly. “Xiao Jue, it’s really too late. There’s not enough time. You will stop at the boundary between your spirit and your body, and when you are most vulnerable, you will be hit by the impact of the space shattering. You will disappear completely.”
Before Nanmen Jue could say anything, Zhang Jin's blood-red eyes turned in their direction.
Having just devoured the avatar of a god and continuously absorbing the energy overflowing from the divine war, Zhang Jin has now replaced the main god and become the greatest enemy.
But his face was strange at this moment, with waves of deep red flowing beneath his skin, as if magma was flowing through his body. He didn't seem divine, nor did he have any humanity. Instead, he was like a primal beast, staring at everyone with drooling eyes.
"So delicious." He raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of his mouth. "As expected, the higher the energy, the tastier it is. I'm so hungry now, I want to eat, I want to eat all of you."
Zhang Zhi floated to Nanmen Jue's side in terror, "Has he gone mad?"
“It’s really far from people now,” Nanmen Jue said with a smile.
Everyone looked at her. Why could she still smile at a time like this?
"It's not that hopeless yet, Xiao Nuo isn't dead." Nanmen Jue shrugged, looking pleased.
She couldn't control the speed at which the flames burned, but by now eighty percent of them had burned. If she could hold on for a few more minutes, she could completely transform into a spirit.
Then she swallowed Nanmen Yu, so that when this space shattered, Nanmen Yu's soul wouldn't disappear. After the main god dealt with this madman, Ying Yao would take the two of them home—everything was going according to plan, perfectly.
Nanmen Jue couldn't suppress the smile on his face, completely unaware of how strange he appeared to others, having become a madman on par with Zhang Jin.
“Xiao Jue…” Nanmen Yu murmured.
She has never been at a disadvantage in her silent war with her biological sister. Nanmen Jue may seem fierce when facing her, but he usually compromises in the end. This is the first time that she is facing a completely out-of-control Nanmen Jue and confronting her obsession that she has suppressed for nineteen years.
Zhang Jin lifted his leg and walked towards the group, but Ying Yao took a deep breath and stood in front of him.
The lightsaber reappeared in his hand, his eyes were serious, and he walked forward.
He had temporarily withdrawn some of his energy, and now he was fighting with the hopes of everyone in the space on his back. Even though he was crawling on the ground, he would fight to the very last moment.
Light swords on the ground and crows in the sky rushed towards Zhang Jin at the same time, blocking the crowds behind him!
Nanmen Jue's face darkened.
She had no regrets, but she couldn't suppress the anxiety welling up inside her.
She should be fighting alongside Crow and Ying Yao now, but she can't.
She wants to protect Nanmen Yu.
Yes, nothing is more important than Nanmen Yu, and she did the right thing.
Nanmen Jue's eyes were fixed on the battle ahead: a true god, a person who had absorbed the god and was infinitely close to the god, and a person who had combined the power of all mankind. The battle between the three of them made this space unable to withstand it, and it broke apart even faster.
Nanmen Jue's heart couldn't stay calm any longer. If this continued, Nanmen Yu would die first along with the shattered space!
Unless Zhang Jin dies right now, Nanmen Yu will be the one to die!
Nanmen Jue's mind was occupied by a crazy thought: as long as Nanmen Yu's soul could remain, there might still be a way. Once the crow completely devoured the main god and gained full access to the space, perhaps they would meet again in another form one day.
But once her soul is gone, it's all over.
Nanmen Jue's eyes hardened, and various ideas swirled in her mind, each more insane than the last. But even if she immediately extinguished the flames, she couldn't intervene in the affairs of the mortal world—
Suddenly, another hand reached into the flames and grasped Nanmen Jue.
Nanmen Jue froze, looking to the side in shock.
Yu Wanyan grabbed her translucent arm. The sensation was strange, like several tiny needles piercing her body, making her shudder with pain, but she couldn't care less at that moment.
"How is this possible?" Nanmen Jue stared in shock at Yu Wanyan's face. Her face was fair, soft, and smooth, without too many injuries, and even had a faint blush.
No matter how you look at it, it's a living person's face. Yu Wanyan is a completely living person. How could she possibly touch her?
The moment I met Nanmen Yu was a watershed moment; she had already crossed the line of being a living person.
Yu Wanyan lowered her eyes, her face showing a feigned calm expression, as if she was disgusted with what she had done. But she held Nanmen Jue firmly and mumbled something indistinctly.
Neither Ying Yao nor Nanmen Yu heard the muttering clearly. Nanmen Jue was too close and heard her say something like, "I've really had enough."
Then, to everyone's astonishment, Yu Wanyan pulled out a half-finished puppet from the system space. Using herself as a conduit, the translucent flesh flowed into Nanmen Jue's arm, like a vast amount of data flowing into the host machine.
Meeting Nanmen Jue's gaze, Yu Wanyan gave a stiff smile. "You don't think that just because I don't have puppets by my side, I'm completely at their mercy, do you?"
Nanmen Jue stared blankly at Yu Wanyan, and for a moment revealed an extremely terrifying expression. Yu Wanyan looked up and couldn't help but take a step back, but she did not let go of his hand.
"I can tell you want to fight. I'm here to help you, and you still want to yell at me?" Yu Wanyan raised her eyebrows and glared back even more fiercely. "How much time do you have left to waste? If you're so capable, then go ahead and fight!"
Nanmen Jue took a few deep breaths and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't understand."
The battlefield is ever-changing; who knew it would turn out like this? Nanmen Jue glanced at the puppet with mixed feelings; it was a face he didn't recognize.
Yu Wanyan moved quickly. In less than a minute, Nanmen Jue's body became slightly solid, and Nanmen Yu's hand in her palm became increasingly ethereal.
At this moment, Nanmen Yu touched Nanmen Jue's palm, and a small box appeared in his hand.
Nanmen Jue looked over and was struck dumb.
That's... the anchor point of the Ghost Realm!
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Author's Note: I was already experiencing writer's block, and then my pet got sick. God must be worried I don't have enough trouble already [laughing and crying emoji]
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