this infinite world

Chapter 1193: Soul Binding in the Dark River
——At the final moment, Zhulong returns to the abyss.

At the moment when the two forces collided as if they had reversed roles, Zheng Zha felt endless negative emotions from the torrent of death before him.

——The ignorance at the moment of death, the pain of being engulfed in flames, the despair of knowing that there is no chance of escape.

——The abuse before death, the curse when losing faith, and the boundless resentment.

Endless negative emotions, countless symbols of "evil", "corruption" and "death", it seems that all the dark elements are condensed at this moment, as if all condensed in this turbid yet dazzling torrent.

Colliding with this force is like standing at the end of the world, experiencing the desperate cry before the end of the world, and listening to the last wail before the end of an era...

...However, for Zheng Zha today, this is just the case.

The next moment, Zheng Zha opened his eyes.

Then, he saw the replica Zheng Zha performing the same action.

"As expected, I still don't like your Li Yan, and the things contained in your Li Yan."

Zheng Zha spoke his mind bluntly, without any attempt to conceal his true feelings: "Your obsession is too strong, and what you carry is too heavy."

"What a coincidence! I don't like your inner light either."

The replica Zheng Zha responded with the same sneer: "What's the difference between the so-called 'transcendence' and 'sublimation' and abandoning your former self?"

"That's not abandonment, it's just reconciliation with the past self, so as to become a better, new self."

Zheng Zha sighed. From the collision just now, he could also feel the pain and obsession of his own clone: ​​"Could it be that until today, you still can't forgive yourself——"

"Shut up!"

As if provoked by these words, the replica Zheng Zha suddenly roared wildly, interrupting Zheng Zha's words. The man took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down, but he couldn't do it after trying several times. In the end, he could only say in a tone that seemed to give up on suppressing his anger: "You still have Loli, you always have companions around you, you don't find yourself unable to do something because of your weakness... How can you understand my thoughts!"

——Ah, I said it out.

Zheng Zha thought so when he saw his other self finally lose his composure and expose his deep inner self.

Through the fighting of moves just now, Zheng Zha also understood part of his true feelings - he actually did not have a deep hatred for the original body, nor did he have the reason to fight with the original body like Luo Gandao's copy to prove that "he" was "himself"... The man in front of him, who had the same appearance as himself but took a different path and had a drastic change in temperament, just couldn't let go. So far, he has been trapped by the past, and even every day he lives now is recalling the pain of the past, and has never walked out of the memories of the past.

——Never fail.

——Whether it is hope, dream, or future, only the winner can seize everything and survive.

——Because losers don’t have those things.

"Well, although I respect your decision and understand your past..."

Looking at his copy, Zheng Zha truly saw another self at this moment, another self who had nothing, grew up under the law of the jungle, became the strongest step by step, but lost everything in the most crucial battle... and now, he once again came to the same opponent with all his failures, blood, pain, and everything so far.

"…But as expected, we are still incompatible."

Zheng Zha said this while tightening his grip on the weapon in his hand: "I know that I am not smart, and I am not as good at talking as Yang Yun, so it is meaningless to say anything more."

"In that case, let's speak with the sword in our hands, with our strongest power, and in the way we are best at!"

The next moment, accompanied by a distant and majestic dragon roar that resounded through the void, the dragon-feast glory of the "Ancestral Dragon Hall" was completely integrated into Zheng Zha's body and took shape. The mysterious armor that was forged with tens of thousands of dragon souls was put on his body, and suddenly burst into a blazing light!

It seemed to have crossed endless time and space, resonating with the various sacred teachings that the dragon race in the multiverse had been given. Then, three giant dragon phantoms suddenly emerged in the void in all directions: Ouroboros, the ancestor dragon of infinite space that devoured itself, Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor dragon of eternal time that controlled day and night, and Shesha, the ancestor dragon of endless energy that burned away the waves of catastrophe... The three giant dragons that controlled three of the four elements of water, fire, and wind, respectively, entangled themselves around Zheng Zha's body and turned into his power!
"Come here, my clone, this is the strongest stance I can currently master!"

"…Mythical gene."

Seeing Zheng Zha fully armed and ready to go, and roaring to declare war on him, the clone Zheng Zha restrained all his expressions, even the murderous aura he had exuded before, and only the belief that he would win remained the same: "Don't think that this is a privilege that only you have."

"Liyan·Nether River Binding Soul!"

Behind the man's figure, the pitch-black original dark evil flames turned into endless devil fire and rose up. In the abyss-like flames, several huge and painfully wailing shadows gradually emerged - there was the Spider Evil God lurking in the thick shadows and weaving the abyss magic web, the Nine Nether Blood Demon devouring the souls in the red waves, the Skeleton King sitting on the Undead Throne, and the Fallen Angel looking up at the burning hell.

These figures are all "pseudo-saints" devoured by the replica Zheng Zha along the way. Some of them were blessed by the multiverse or saints, or they were fragments and incarnations of the authority of laws. But now they are like the Egyptian gods who were captured and knelt at the feet of the invaders in the past, and have become captives of this man!
At this moment, they are no longer the masters who wield power, but tools that are dominated and driven. Their constantly melting souls themselves take on the role of "mythical genes", becoming the intermediary for the resonance between the replica Zheng Zha and the holy way of the multiverse!

There is no need to wait for any "charity" nor rely on the so-called "gift", but to "plunder" with one's own strength... This is the way the "devil" fights!

"Let's fight!" X2
The next moment, the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade confronted the Ten Perfect Demon Soldiers, and Emperor Yu Xuan Gui faced the Seven Hells Dragon Abyss. The two people who were heading on different paths collided again!
(End of this chapter)