Chapter 180: Entering the eternal cycle of reincarnation, promising life after life
"Star!!!"
Di Fan roared and tried to embrace the soul in his arms, but his trembling hands penetrated the invisible medium and disappeared without a trace with a faint purple light.
Click...
It felt like something was broken in my heart.
After feeling helpless and panicked, all that was left in my heart was overwhelming hatred.
"Zi! Xiao!!"
Di Fan suddenly raised his head and glared at the purple figure in the air, his red peach blossom eyes emitting thick black mist.
The next second, the thick black fog transformed into a dragon and attacked the figure in the distance.
"He's already fallen! How dare you not even let go of his remaining soul!!"
Zi Xiao smiled lightly, dispelled the black mist casually, and said with regret: "Di Fan, considering that you have been guarding the boundary monument for a thousand years, I don't want to interfere in this matter."
"But you relied on your own strength to slaughter the creatures of the Immortal Realm. Naturally, I cannot tolerate this. After committing such a heinous crime, your souls being scattered is already a mercy from Heaven."
"Now, you no longer have the strength to fight. It is better for you to die. I will leave you with an intact body."
The red folding fan in his palm trembled, as if trying to break free and cut off the head of the man in purple.
Di Fan tightly grasped the folding fan, the overwhelming magic power raged wildly because of the loss of faith.
"Zixiao! Do you really think I don't know what you did behind my back? You, are you worthy enough to call yourself the Way of Heaven!??"
"If you truly care about the lives of all living beings, shouldn't you be at the forefront, bearing the risk of their lives? Why are you only now stepping forward and spouting these high-sounding words?"
Chi Fan raised his eyebrows, looking as if he had suddenly understood something.
"Oh, that's right. You don't dare. The great Purple Sky God is a coward. Just like you were afraid of me a thousand years ago, you are afraid to stand up. You will be the first god to die!"
Zixiao's face turned stern, and a blanket of purple mist came from his wide cuffs, instantly condensing into a dark barrier that enveloped the two figures.
Her peach blossom eyes gazed at the slowly spreading gloomy fog around her and she chuckled mockingly.
"Why, are you afraid that what I say might be heard by others and expose your hypocritical image of caring about the people?"
"Di Fan. You are a demon. Even if you say something, no one will believe you. I have nothing to fear."
Zixiao twisted the demon-luring bell with his fingertips and shook it gently.
"My goal has never been just you. I wanted to deal with you first and then deal with Xingye Divine Lord. I didn't expect you to bring me such a surprise."
"You and Lord Xingye are nothing more than ants in the Human Realm. Why are you qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods of the Divine Realm? I just want you to recognize your place."
"I also want to admire the appearance of the once self-righteous Difan Divine Lord when he died."
The rapid ringing sound pierced the eardrums, and the already violent demonic energy flowed madly in Chi Fan's body, hitting his veins and lungs frantically, trying to burst out of his body.
Chi Fan used his meager divine power to desperately suppress the riot in his body, but did not show the slightest sign of pain.
Gritting his teeth, he challenged recklessly.
"The Divine Realm is but a tiny part of the Nine Provinces and Six Regions. How can a place of birth give you such a sense of superiority?"
"You've planned for a thousand years to slay the gods, and even sacrificed so many Jin soldiers. Is this the way of thinking in your Divine Realm?"
"To me, the Jin soldiers of the Immortal Realm are no different from ants in the Human Realm. Would you be heartbroken if tens of thousands of ants died? The most important thing is to die meaningfully."
"The more they die, the deeper your sins are, and the more you deserve to die."
"If you deserve to die, then I will send you to hell right now."
Zixiao's face showed a ferocious look, and he swung his long sleeves, and a ray of light purple light pointed directly at Di Fan's eyebrows.
The divine power in Chi Fan's body was almost exhausted, and the thick black fog almost swallowed him.
He knew that he could not withstand this blow.
In an instant.
The crimson folding fan broke free from its restraints and faced the vast divine power. In the end, only crimson fragments were left, floating all over the ground.
At the same time, a dazzling white light stained with a light crimson blossomed between Di Fan's eyebrows, cutting through the black fog and dispersing the thick purple fog.
The filth has dissipated, and the peach blossom eyes are full of grace.
It turned out that what burned in his spirit altar wasn't divine fire, but... the soul of a star...
Why……
Why... he never said...
Why……
No wonder his divine power was consumed so quickly...
It turns out that it was all because of me...
Chi Fan closed his eyes and let the hot tears fall with the wind.
A shining inky light gathered at his fingertips. He used the spiritual platform as the foundation, the divine fire as the medium, and the soul as the nourishment to perform a heaven-defying secret method.
If Heaven does not allow it, then go against Heaven.
Xingye...I will be with you...for all eternity.
The moment the divine fire was released, the chaotic air seemed to boil. After a flash of extremely dazzling light, the foul demonic energy quietly dissipated, and the white robe also dissipated with it.
Only an inky black lotus platform was left floating in the air, with red and white flames flashing in the center, entangled, pulling, inseparable.
At this point, the two of them had their souls imprinted, were haunted by demonic nightmares, and entered the cycle of reincarnation for eternity, for generations to come.
…
Zixiao frowned and held the sword to split the black lotus, but was bounced away by a golden light.
"Purple Sky Divine Lord, please forgive others when you can. Things in this world are based on cause and effect. The cycle of reincarnation is enough to cleanse their sins."
"I hope the Lord will allow me to take the spirit platform and return to the Holy Land to report."
The one who came was the eighth guardian of the Lord of the Holy Land, Venerable Shengqin.
His voice was still a bit childish, and he looked like a teenager, with nine scars from the ordination ceremony on his bald head.
"He's grown up! He's grown up! A monk who's tens of thousands of years old."
Zixiao controlled his trembling hands and pretended to be calm as he asked, "Venerable Shengqin, the Holy Domain is erratic, drifting outside the Five Realms, and never questioning the truth. Why are you interfering in the affairs of my Divine Domain today?"
“Because these two have a connection with the Holy Path.”
The hymn player plucked the rosary beads and spoke devoutly.
"Amitabha, please, Lord Zixiao, give the Holy Lord some face. Otherwise, I will be offended."
…
I don't know how he managed to say such shameless words with such a serious expression.
Zixiao didn't want to miss this opportunity to wipe out the enemy completely, but after just one attack, he already knew that he was no match for him.
He could only watch helplessly as the black lotus floated into the hands of the holy harp, wrapped in holy light.
The golden light dissipated, and the sound of Buddhist scriptures echoed in the sky.
"Thank you very much."
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