this infinite world

Chapter 1191: The Fall of the Abyss
Zheng Zha, to the copy of Zheng Zha.

Primordial chaos, original darkness.

The creation of the world and the end of the universe.

At the beginning of the battle, the moment the two figures collided, the whole world exploded with countless circular air waves. The space within a hundred miles was like a broken glass cup, and the space turned into spider-web-like cracks.

The shadow of the Azure Dragon in the east has not yet taken shape, but the evil spirit of the White Tiger in the west has already torn the sky apart. The Southern Ming Lihuo and the Northern Ming Xuanshui condensed into a rotating Yin and Yang Qi during the confrontation between the two, but were crushed into powder in the next moment. It was as if light and darkness collided, heaven and earth collided, and the power of creation and ending collided at this moment... In a flash, this space was turned into a void by the aftermath of the battle between the two!
"What are you looking at?"

In this void where there shouldn't be any medium for communication, a word with boundless murderous intent boomed out. As the black hole behind one person suddenly burst into boundless suction, the other person's figure suddenly froze for a moment - and this flaw, which was not even a ten-thousandth of a second, was enough for the Ten Perfect Demon Soldiers to hit the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade heavily, blasting the figure holding the blade into a space crack!
"How dare you be distracted while fighting me?"

Seeing that the man was blasted into the space crack, the void seemed to be closing. The replica Zheng Zha shook the weapon in his hand and said in an extremely cold tone. For some reason, although he had the upper hand in the battle, his mood became worse, as if this way of gaining an advantage was not what he wanted: "Fight seriously... Don't insult this battle between us!"

"I certainly don't mean to insult this battle..."

From the depths of the void, there suddenly exploded a roar like that of bronze chimes, and Zheng Zha's helpless voice came from the space crack where he was blasted into.

Then, a thick and heavy hand with faint dragon scales tore through the space and stretched out from the closed space crack. At the moment when the five fingers touched the edge of the crack, earth, wind, water and fire suddenly surged out.

Silently.

It is silent because there is no medium for sound to propagate; and it is breathless because the moment space is torn apart, it is enveloped and crushed by a larger and stronger force.

As Zheng Zha tore the space into pieces as if tearing paper, he returned to the battlefield with ease. He even had the leisure to use the hand that was not holding the weapon to knead the torn space fragments into a ball, and then threw it at the copy of Zheng Zha opposite like a child throwing a snowball: "I don't believe you didn't feel it."

The replica Zheng Zha did not answer, but just snorted. Then, it seemed as if endless negative energy exploded, and a dark sea of ​​fire like a raging wave surged out from in front of him, burning up the countless space fragments thrown by Zheng Zha: "So what?"

"Right now, the battle between us is the most important thing... As for the rest, we can talk about it after the two of us decide the winner!"

"You are really stubborn..."

Seeing that his copy looked unmoved, Zheng Zha couldn't help but sigh and cover his forehead.

Although he was well aware that his clone was a very stubborn guy, it was beyond his expectation that it would reach this point... Really, if it came to deciding the winner, there was no need to rush at this moment. Could it be that this guy really didn't feel that the two round fruits falling outside were most directly related to the two of them?
——How come I didn't know that there was such a paranoid side to my character? I thought that he could reach his current state, and he should have reached a partial reconciliation with his obsession a long time ago, at least he wouldn't be so entangled in the victory or defeat of the battle...——Could it be that this guy not only did not get rid of his obsession, but took the opposite path from me, using his obsession as the driving force to become stronger, and then came to the battlefield of this final battle with the awareness of risking everything?

Thinking of this not-so-good possibility, Zheng Zha couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. But looking at the endless sea of ​​fire behind the other party, which was many times stronger than that in Resident Evil 2, he felt that this guess was quite possible...

Although he had overestimated the obsession of his own clone before the battle began, when it came to this point, there was no need for the "Original Darkness-End of the Universe" at all. His own obsession could be transformed into a black hole, right?

"I told you—"

Seeing that Zheng Zha still looked like he was thinking about something, the clone Zheng Zha was furious. The man roared, and the anger in his body rose again: "Don't distract me!"

"The flame of wrath - the abyss of desolation!"

In an instant, a dark sea of ​​fire gushed out, and the void was immediately eroded by the fierce flames. Everything wrapped in the sea of ​​fire was burned into the most basic particles, and everything in it danced with the sea of ​​fire... What space fragments, what material energy? All will be burned up and turned into nothingness!

Today, the clone Zheng Zha's Li Yan has already surpassed his former self. The original Li Yan was just a collection of negative energy, a kind of omnipotent negative energy, but it was more effective in mental attacks and triggering the opponent's inner demons. In terms of pure destructive power, it was not as good as the purest destructive spiritual light...

But the light of the soul is the prototype of the holy way. After a series of bloody battles in the abyss, the evil flame of the replica Zheng Zha had long been integrated with his own perception and the characteristics of the karmic fire, turning into the original dark calamity fire of the Nine Nether Hell. Not only does it release the highest heat and heavy gravity, it also symbolizes the concepts and authority of depravity, bondage, and devouring.

In the holy realm of the replica Zheng Zha created by the raging flames of the prairie, gravity doubled endlessly, oppressing all existence, so that the power of individuals except the replica Zheng Zha, the master, was completely deprived and devoured. Just like a slave has no power to swing a sword against the overlord who dominates the world, all the weak can only kneel down and submit to him.

——Of course, only “almost”.

Because in this deep, dark sea of ​​fire, Zheng Zha, who was in the center, still maintained the most normal posture. The shattering of space had nothing to do with him, and the oppression of the Holy Path had little effect on him. Even the infinite gravity and pressure that was trying to suppress him could not make his back bend at all.

"As expected, you and I are like two sides of a coin. Even the light of the soul and the embryonic form of the holy way are completely opposite..."

Staring at the pitch-black sea of ​​fire in front of him, Zheng Zha tightly gripped the hilt of the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade in his hand, and his own light also bloomed on his body -

"Tianxing, Longxiong!"

(End of this chapter)