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Chapter 1372 Three Desolations: No Choice (First Update)
In the Sangxiang Great Realm, in the Yingxiang True Realm, in the floating palace, Sangzi closed his eyes and seemed to be communicating with Sangxiang's will. Su Ming had another self in this world. At this moment, his whole body shook violently.
His body slowly stopped being stiff, and the shadows of butterflies flashed rapidly in his eyes. His breathing was obviously several times faster, and there was a deep hesitation in his eyes while shining brightly.
He communicated with Sang Xiangzhi just now, to verify whether his guess is correct, and use Sang Xiang's will to calculate how to do it is in line with the greatest value, but now after the communication, he fell into a deeper loss.
"The other me from Sanhuang... Sang Xiang's will clearly expressed his strong interest in the other me..." After a moment of silence, there was obviously more murderous intent in the young man's eyes.
"Let me... take this person... to the place where he is buried... or to devour and fuse this person, so that he and I can become one. If I can do this, if I can take the initiative, then I can Fulfill my request..." The young man was silent again, with more and more hesitation in his expression, as if he was considering how to choose.
Not long after, there were footsteps outside the palace where he was. As the footsteps echoed, a woman's figure appeared beside the palace door. The woman was very beautiful, with a graceful softness, and walked in. In the main hall, he came to the young man's side, squatted down quietly, and held the young man's hand.
The young man raised his head and looked at each other.
This woman's appearance, if Su Ming was here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, it is... Yuxuan!In other words, that is another Yuxuan in this world.
It's just that her body looks normal, but when her hand touches the young man's palm, the separation seems to pass through. It's not that the young man is unreal, but... this Yuxuan in front of her is illusory.
"You...why do you need to come..." The young man looked at the woman in front of him, who was his Taoist companion. His eyes showed pity. He raised his left hand as if to touch the woman's face, but he could only touch it. Nothingness, a trace of pain could not help but appear in his eyes.
"Your soul is dissipating. Don't go out at this time. Stay in the mysterious wood I prepared for you. I promise you that one day, I will be able to really wake you up!" The young man murmured, and the hesitation in his expression disappeared. Instead, it is determined and persistent.
This is his lover, a living dead who cannot be revived even if he is Sangzi. Her soul and body are separated from time to time and drift away. It was an accident many years ago. As Sangzi, he, Somehow while communicating with Sang Xiang's will, he suddenly lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he saw his lover lying in his arms. It was him who... personally took away his lover's soul and put him to sleep. This was the backlash... the backlash of being a mulberry.
Even if he can communicate with Sang Xiang's will, he will still face backlash. Once the backlash occurs, he will lose consciousness and become a cold killer. Every Sangzi is like this, but he didn't expect that his first backlash would Came so early.
He was crazy. He desperately contacted Sang Xiang's will to restore his lover, but Sang Xiang's will did not respond at all.
"Integrating another self, a request..." The young man's eyes flashed brightly, the woman in front of him bit her lip and shook her head, as if unwilling to let her lover make such a choice.
"I have no choice. I have just seen another me in Sang Xiang's will and his actions in the Gangzhen world. He is me and I am him. I can feel his thoughts. He is deliberately tempting me. Go.
In fact, even if he doesn't lead me there, I will take the initiative to find him. This is... our destiny, there is only one destiny that we can live on!
From the moment he stepped here, from the moment I communicated with Sang Xiang's will, this fate... was already destined. Either he would die, or... I would die! "The young man was silent for a moment, gently touching the illusory woman's face, as if he could touch the real her. After a while, he flicked his sleeve, and immediately the woman's soul gradually turned into a faint light and disappeared into the hall.
Also disappearing together was the figure of the young man. When he appeared, he was in a secret room under the main hall. This secret room was surrounded by a large number of restrictions. These restrictions did no harm, but were isolated from nothingness and the entire world. The separation of worlds makes the flow of time in this secret room completely different from that in the outside world, almost eternity.
In this secret room, there was a section of huge wood. The middle of the huge wood was hollowed out, and inside there was a woman in red, with her eyes closed, lying there as if in a deep sleep.
The young man's figure appeared next to the giant tree. He looked at the woman in a daze, looking at her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose and lips. As he watched, his expression revealed sadness.
Outsiders only think that Sangzi is high, but they don’t know that as a Sangzi, you have to pay the price of backlash. Every backlash comes suddenly, and it does not appear during communication, but you can lose consciousness at any time. Once you lose consciousness, when you wake up, the surroundings Everything will be destroyed.
Sangzi, you can't have relatives or friends. It's like five disadvantages and three shortcomings. This is... the price.
Therefore, he would not go out on weekdays, but imprisoned himself in this hall like a half-seal, unless necessary, otherwise he would not be able to sit for a long time.
Looking at the woman silently, the young man's expression became more determined. After a while, he stood up, with a sharp look in his eyes. At this moment, he and Su Ming... seemed unable to see the difference between each other.
With a flick of his sleeve, the young man disappeared here, and when he appeared in the palace, he stepped out of the gate of the hall, his voice echoing.
"Ten mourning!"
As soon as these words were spoken, ten twisted figures suddenly appeared in the void around the young man. Each of their bodies was blurred and full of death aura. They were not living people, but dead souls.
They originally died in the years, but this young man used the power of Sang Xiang's will to forcibly retrieve the ten most powerful souls from the years. He also used Sang Xiang's will to condense the treasures of the Eighteen Soul Prisons. Hand it over to these ten mourning souls, making them form an array of ten people, with endless murderous intentions.
"Follow Ben Sang, merge the will of Sang Xiang, and kill the external cause and effect!" The young man's voice was cold. As he spoke, the shadow of a butterfly flashed rapidly in his eyes, and behind him, a shadow of a butterfly appeared faintly. Running into nothingness, the ten mourning souls behind him exuded a dense aura, spread out without saying a word, and moved forward as if they had formed a pair of wings.
From a distance, it looks like a real butterfly, flying its wings in this nothingness, and below it, there are eighteen vortexes swirling, which are the coercion formed by the most precious eighteen spiritual prisons, the eighteen vortexes A sharp roar came out, and the roar contained pain and madness.
Wherever you pass along the way, all living beings worship you.
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In Gangzhen Realm, Qian Chen nervously looked at Changhong approaching rapidly in the distance, and subconsciously looked at Su Ming beside him.
"The Sangxiang Realm is moving... Do you feel it?" Su Ming seemed not to care about Changhong, who was approaching rapidly. Instead, he raised his head, looked into nothingness, and suddenly said this sentence.
"What?" Qian Chen was stunned.
"Maybe it's an illusion." Su Ming shook his head. At that moment, he had a strange feeling, as if the entire Sangxiang world was moving.
He had never had this feeling before, only... After he also obtained a true will here, there were two true wills in his mind and heart. Only when a balance was reached did they appear. A... strange feeling.
This feeling came suddenly, but after searching carefully but couldn't find any trace, it could only be attributed to illusion.
Roaring and whirling, the Changhong approached. Inside the Changhong was a big man wearing golden armor. This big man was extremely tall, holding a golden tower in his right hand. He had a scowl on his face, but this scowl saw Su Ming and others clearly. When he saw the butterfly behind him, he turned into confusion and disbelief.
"Sang...Sangzi!!"
The golden-armored man's footsteps suddenly stopped. He was about a few hundred feet away from Su Ming, and his expression continued to change.
"Master Sangzi, why did you destroy my sect!" The man in golden armor suppressed his anger and said each word through gritted teeth.
"Kneel down and speak!" Su Ming looked indifferent, glanced at the big man coldly, and spoke slowly. Almost as soon as Su Ming's words came out, the sky roared, and the shadow of the butterfly behind Su Ming danced rapidly, Immediately, a huge force of will violently emitted from Su Ming with a roar. This will was so strong that it was earth-shattering. It was the supreme will of Su Ming's two true realms condensed together.
This will... cannot be resisted by monks. This is the awareness of the life level. This is a completely different realm. Under the roar and pressure of this will, the whole body of the golden-armored man trembled, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. There was a clicking sound, as if the body could not bear it.
He roared low, and the pagoda in his hand flew up. It suddenly expanded as if to fight, but in just a few breaths, the pagoda collapsed with a bang. When it was torn into pieces, all the armor of the golden-armored man was shattered. He spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and had to kneel down while his body was shaking.
It was like the entire sky collapsed on him. With his cultivation level, it was impossible to resist, so he could only kneel down and worship.
As he knelt down, there was nothingness and silence, and the pressure of the sky seemed to be frozen in all directions. The light in the eyes of this big man with his golden armor shattered disappeared, his cultivation stopped, and all the vitality in his body was absorbed by this kneel down. All... will be destroyed!
The sound of clicking echoed, and as Qian Chen's heart trembled, he saw that King Li Tianwang, who in his impression was as powerful as the power of God, was... dead!
His vitality, his cultivation, and his soul all collapsed in that moment of kneeling!
This kneeling is death!
"Do you have any more enemies?" Su Ming slowly spoke to Qian Chen without even looking at King Li Tian.
"No...no more..." Qian Chen was completely frightened and said quickly, almost stuttering.
(End of this chapter)