Chapter 307

If Yu Tu's consciousness before was a porcelain plate that was thin enough to transmit light, then now, the plate was covered with dense cracks, and cracks were spreading on the large cracks, as if it would turn into powder if touched lightly.

When the pain exceeds a certain threshold, people will become numb in the pain. Yu Tu felt that his hands were a little out of control. His weak hands were trembling, and the torch-like sword really pierced through his heart. The flames behind him burned more fiercely in an instant.

The energy core of the vest is the heart. Now the blood in the heart flows back along the edge of the sword and falls into Yu Tu's hand holding the sword. Yu Tu blinked slowly, and his eyes were blurred with the same blood color as his original body.

It seemed as if the blood in his heart was about to flow out under the sword. Yu Tu used his own blood as a guide to begin drawing the formation he had improved. It was such a complicated formation, but he seemed to have modified it thousands of times and knew it by heart. He was sacrificing himself and Canglong in the crack of time and space in reverse.

Being stabbed in the vitals by the deadly Kunwu Sword, Canglong's idea of ​​replacing the Heavenly Dao was shattered. However, his remaining strength was enough to prevent Gu Hongying from entering the rift caused by the void waves, but he did not do so.

His ambitions of ten thousand years were dashed. He should have been resentful and angry, but in the end, Canglong just sighed in confusion: "Is the first child I met so special..."

Yu Tu could no longer hear what he was saying. He just followed his instinct and continued to do what he had rehearsed in his mind thousands of times.

Gu Hongying carries the luck of the human race. The energy obtained by Yu Tu is, in a sense, connected with the luck. When Gu Hongying and Canglong confronted each other, he used the similarities between the two and forcibly compressed the luck of the human race on Gu Hongying into the Kunwu Sword. Then he took over from Gu Hongying and, as the spirit of grass and trees, dealt a fatal blow to Canglong.

In the void, the three of them have the same status. In a two-on-one situation, Canglong will undoubtedly lose. However, the difference in strength will prevent the person who stabs with the sword from avoiding Canglong's counterattack.

Before entering the time and space rift, Yu Tu was able to replace the clan leader Di Wu by accident. So after entering the time and space rift, he could also replace Gu Hongying unintentionally.

The energy carried by the sacrifice needs a transfer medium. After knowing the whole plan, Yu Tu had a bold and crazy idea -

Let Gu Hongying be the medium.

Ma Jia had to bear the fate of today from the first day he was born. Yu Tu did not regret it, but felt lucky. If Ma Jia had not appeared, those familiar people, those who were good to him, and those innocent people might have left this beautiful world forever.

The gleaming white array broke through the blood color and lingered between them. There was a buzzing in Yu Tu's ears. Canglong seemed to say something, but Yu Tu could not hear a word. He only saw the silver-white array running rampant in the void. Wherever it went, void waves rose up, and terrifying cracks almost split the world apart. The more fierce the gleaming white array was, the stronger the feeling of weakness that arose from the depths of his consciousness.

The sacrifice has been made and cannot be changed.

As his last breath dissipated, Yu Tu loosened his hand, and the white array patterns wrapped around him, pulling him deeper into the void. Everything in the sacrificial array was a sacrifice.

Canglong watched all this happen. He saw the once high mountain collapse and become a blurry, indistinguishable dot in his eyes.

The white pattern passed through his body, and an unprecedented feeling of weakness swept through Canglong's consciousness. He looked into a certain void, reached out and grasped the Kunwu sword that pierced his heart: "You win..."

Canglong crushed the weapon that pierced his heart. The torch-like sword of light in his hand suddenly ignited, turning into a roaring flame that enveloped a large number of fragments. The flames, with a sharp momentum, crashed into the void waves, and the void waves were burned out with terrible holes. The fragments with residual power scattered into the cracks of time and space.

“I didn’t lose either.”

He smiled softly, and the white array patterns became even more rampant after draining away all the power that Canglong had given him at once, adding insult to injury to the already chaotic state of Xuwu.

The flames formed by the Sword of Light carried the fragments through several space-time rifts, with the largest rift carrying the most debris. Thus, twenty years ago in Kunlun, the pale blue sky opened up, revealing daunting twisted cracks. The biting and chilling aura was tinged with weirdness, and boundless malice enveloped it, carrying an unknown aura.

Fragments of all sizes flew out of the cracks. The largest one seemed to be inspired by something. It ignored the defense of spiritual energy and crashed directly into the body of a man who looked like a young man.

The young man reacted very quickly. He immediately sealed the flow of his spiritual power and tried to suppress the strange thing with his natal sword: "Doukou, seal me!"

…

The cracks were not only found in Kunlun, but also above a remote hospital. However, what fell down were not fragments, but flying powder. The powder fell on the ignorant crowd, and the selected people immediately underwent changes. Their bodies became stiff, fangs grew, and they suddenly pounced on the people around them. Blood spread, and the crowd screamed in fear. Some people smashed the glass and tried to escape, while others were trampled under the feet of the panicked crowd and never had a chance to get up again...

In the empty space of the corridor, a glowing figure suddenly appeared, invisible to everyone. His white hair seemed to be suspended in the air against gravity, and his silver-white pupils were filled with worry: "What is this?"

No one heard, no one answered.

Then, dots of white light quickly emanated from his body, and each dot of white light was wrapped in some black powder—from the sky, the ground, the human body... The white light wrapped up the powder and sent it with difficulty to an empty room.

The glowing figure dimmed and became translucent in almost an instant. He poured his last bit of strength into the door of the room and then disappeared into the air.

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In addition to these two places, in the space and time twenty years ago, a flash of fire suddenly appeared above the Chang'an Academy without any warning, and the incorruptible bone fragments that were sealed underground and looked like dead objects inexplicably "came to life". They broke through the seal formation, and the fragments, large and small, flew to all directions of this world, some fell into prosperous cities, and some fell into deserted places -

"Special alert! Undissolved bone fragments escaped!"

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On the way down, Yu Tu slowly caught a glimpse of the change. He seemed to have fallen from nothingness into a crack in time and space. Ice and snow were rushing up at him, and the heavy snow almost drowned him.

Yu Tu staggered to his feet in the snow, looking around and seeing nothing but a vast expanse of darkness. There was still blood in his eyes and he didn't know where he was. Intense pain spread from his heart to his limbs, but not much blood flowed out - his blood was almost gone.

There seemed to be a voice guiding him forward. Yu Tu staggered forward in the snow. With every step he took, his consciousness, which was covered with fine cracks, cracked more fiercely. He could not find even a small piece of complete consciousness.

Yu Tu didn't know what he was looking for. He just walked forward with all his might. In the bloody sight, he saw a familiar sapling in the devastated forest after being ravaged by wind and snow.

He didn't remember where he had seen this tea tree before, but the fatigue was like a surging wave, ready to completely obliterate his consciousness. Yu Tu shivered and fell on the snow-covered tea tree. Perhaps because he moved too violently, blood flowed from his heart again. The blood fell on the tea tree's branches and leaves covered with ice and snow, and the blood beads dripped down along the tips of the leaves.

"despair!"

"despair……"

Yu Tu fell beside the tea tree. As if possessed by a ghost, he reached out and touched the bark of the tea tree, sending the last bit of energy left in his body into the tea tree.

Survive, little sapling...

He thought to himself, closing his eyes completely.

People cannot stay in the past time and space for long. Yu Tu was excluded from this crack. The heavy snow fell heavily, covering the marks he left behind. The bloodstains on the ice and snow were swallowed by the roots of the trees. The ice and snow on the branches and leaves of the tea tree that had been infused with energy melted away. The light gradually enveloped the tea tree, and in the soft white light, it shrank into a small ball.

The light faded, and where the tea tree had been before, there appeared a baby with his eyes wide open. Heavy snow fell on him, and he was pushed further away by an invisible force.

Heavy snow destroyed the roads near the mountain. An old woman who was wrapped tightly had to take a detour to a remote place. After leaving the snow-covered forest, she saw something alive in the snow. The old woman walked over as if possessed and saw a baby in the snow.

There was a buzzing in her mind, and she hardly realized how bizarre it was that a fragile baby was left in the snow in such weather and was still alive.

She hurriedly took off her cotton jacket, wrapped the baby lying on the snow in her arms, and walked quickly towards the orphanage. The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger, covering the previous tree pit.

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The chaos of nothingness became more and more serious, and the consciousness of heaven and earth did not respond to Canglong in the end. He was busy stabilizing the chaos of nothingness and combining the power of sacrifice from the destiny of the human race, the consciousness of the demon race, and the spirits of plants and trees to suppress every wave of void and smooth out the rifts in time and space.

Yu Tu, who was about to disappear at any time, was repelled from the space-time rift. He returned to nothingness. Specks of golden light rose from all over the nothingness. They surrounded Yu Tu and opened up an unprecedented huge rift—

He had been gazing at this place, watching the golden light send the soon-to-dissipate Yu Tu ten thousand years ago and land on the river bank filled with the fragrance of spiritual energy.

An identity that should not have existed was constructed quite successfully, and fate acknowledged the existence of the "Marquis of Never Night", so nothingness was confused and cause and effect were reversed.

The lie that deceived the whole world became true.

Fate ends here.

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The sun rises and the moon sets, the water rushes forward, a tea tree takes root quietly beside the water, spring, summer, autumn and winter pass by it one after another, and time passes year after year.

One evening, a small animal with a body as white as a lion and curved horns on its head accidentally walked into this place. It squatted below and looked up at the huge tree.

After tentatively scratching the bark, it climbed up the branch and found a comfortable place to nest. The little beast squinted its eyes and flapped the branches with its snow-white tail from time to time.

It is a tree with a fragrant smell that I have never seen before.