Above Destiny

Chapter 458 The treasures of heaven, materials and earth are inhabited by the virtuous.

To be fair, it was really a dog-eat-dog show.

Seeing the remnants and old guard of the former Eternal Empire fighting each other to the death before his eyes, the ugly scene of life and death was truly pleasing to the eye and extremely entertaining.

This trip was really worth it!

The most beautiful thing about a drama is not its story, nor whether it has a happy ending or a tragic ending with no complete body.

The best part about it is that it has nothing to do with you.

Whether it's Love in a Fallen City or Unforgivable, those are other people's stories and have nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about how the protagonist's blood feud will be paid, or whether the prince and princess need a school district house after they get married.

You can choose the most suitable seat in the audience to watch the ups and downs and the life-and-death struggle without worrying about the blood and tears on the stage splashing on you.

But from the moment you jump onto the stage, everything is no longer so beautiful.

It's especially worse when you realize that there are countless people watching below the stage.

Ji Jue didn't want to show up at all.

In fact, in the original expectation, the best outcome was that this matter had nothing to do with him from beginning to end. He would sit quietly in the best viewing position he had created to watch the whole show, waiting for the real protagonist to appear... and then pick up a weapon and blow his head off!

Go to hell with the seal of the nation.

He doesn't care at all.

Until, when Ji Jue was at the best viewing position he had specially built, admiring Wuyou stabbing Changle in the back, and holding up the box... the box was indeed good, with a strict seal and careful arrangement, and it echoed with the entire temple, integrated inside and out. If it was slightly touched, it would definitely cause backlash and suppression from the entire Rift.

If it is not opened by special methods, it will be sealed forever, isolating the inside and the outside.

Good stuff indeed.

That's great.

Without it, Ji Jue wouldn't have been able to see such a good show.

This interest in watching continued until he suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong...

There seemed, seemed, perhaps, some unexpected trace on this exquisitely crafted, delicate and solemn box.

"..."

At that moment, Ji Jue frowned and subconsciously moved closer.

One can feel that, between the subtle laws of Tianyuan, the intricate spiritual circuits that affect the entire body, and the almost perfect sequence, there is still an almost invisible scratch.

It's like the traces left after picking a lock.

He could almost imagine how the other party used his exquisite skills and tools to deceive the inspection of the temple and the verification on the box, as if taking something from a distance, and took away the things inside without causing any backlash from the temple.

Finally, he waved his sleeves and walked away without looking back.

It flows smoothly without any hesitation.

It can be said that if Ji Jue did not have preconceived ideas, even he would find it difficult to detect the tiny traces, and even if he held it under a magnifying glass, it would probably be difficult to distinguish.

Because what the other party used was the essence of something that, strictly speaking, only two people in the world knew, understood, and completely mastered...

——Dissociation technique!!!

So, the moment the box was opened, Ji Jue took action without thinking!
No longer caring about catalysis or appreciation, just fucking cast a long line to catch a big fish and fucking setting a nest.

At this moment, his mind was filled with confusion, shock, and dullness, and the only thing left was the almost instinctive and smooth flow of thoughts...

Raid!

Should have thought of it earlier!
The swordsmith's authority is supreme, but his authority does not come from himself. He can enter and leave the Han Xiang Jian at will, but the Han Xiang Jian never belongs to him alone.

This means that if you can get in, others can definitely get in as well, and they will only be able to get in earlier, faster, and more conveniently!
What's more, there is a cut mark on the skull of the giant snake under the temple, left by the ancestors of the Ye family.

When the traces of dissociation on the box were like the last piece of a puzzle, embedded in the mystery and the moment of conclusion, he no longer cared and suddenly jumped up!
We can’t let that old guy Wuyou scream, we can’t leave any clues, and we can’t let anyone know what happened!
The seal of the nation must be in the box!

There must be a national seal in the box!
No clues or risks must be left behind!

otherwise……

Snapped!
Without hesitation, Ji Jue pierced through Lord Wuyou's back and crushed his heart.

Then, in the midst of everyone’s shocked and astonished eyes inside and outside the rift, he snatched away the empty jade box.

The ferocious demon in the flames laughed loudly towards the sky.

Lord Wuyou's body suddenly exploded.

Like liquefied darkness, it squirmed in fear, retreated, and regrouped into a distorted, terrified face, but the gap on the chest could not be closed at all.

The big hole that went through it still remained.

At this moment, when he turned around and saw the strange figure covered in flames, he felt inexplicably familiar, but it was hard to explain. There were too many changes, too many surprises, so much so that, in the constant ups and downs and changes, he was almost completely crazy.

"You...you...what on earth are you..."

Ji Jue turned a deaf ear to him, just lowered his eyes and stared at the box in his hand, sighing from the bottom of his heart.

"What a great show it is."

The Rift World was completely silent. At this moment, inside and outside the temple, countless gazes were looking out in surprise, looking at the changes in it, and even at the figure that was walking out step by step.

Shocked, confused, suspicious, dazed...

incredible.

Who is that?
At that moment, in the brief silence, Ji Jue was speechless, and just opened his hands again.

Right behind him, darkness rose from the ground.

The broken tower is rapidly recovering and growing. Weeping faces are reappearing from the Dark Tower, as if they were reborn.

Resurrection again!

The endless black lines suddenly expanded, covering everything again, turning the sky into an iron curtain. Visible ripples spread, covering the temple, causing countless broken bricks and tiles to rise again, returning to their original appearance.

In the blink of an eye, everything that had been broken apart came together again. In the hands of the burning shadow!

Then, black lines intertwined and enveloped his body, transforming into a solemn and majestic robe. On the robe, the emblem of the evil cult reappeared, overlooking the scene in front of it with indifference.

"An old dog guarding a corpse without doing anything."

"A clown who has usurped the throne."

"Plus you are a good-for-nothing and incompetent person..."

Ji Jue looked around, glancing at the wreckage of the warship and the fragments of the puppets, and finally looked at the dazed Lord Wuyou: "It's a rare opportunity for friends from all sides to join in this grand event. I have come from afar, but it's a pity that among the leftovers of the former Eternal Empire, there is only such a joke left. It's really... disappointing!"

"presumptuous!"

Lord Wuyou was furious, the tiger talisman seed shook violently, and darkness gushed out, sweeping over.

But soon, it was suppressed by the Dark Tower easily.

Stuck in mid-air.

As if frozen.

"Did I let you talk?"

Ji Jue lowered his eyes and snapped his fingers contemptuously.

In an instant, Lord Wuyou flew out backwards.

It crashed through countless walls, buildings, pavilions and towers, plowed a deep ravine on the ground, smashed into the ruins, and vomited blood.

He looked up in shock, his pupils shrinking.

Before he could say anything, he saw the figure covered in strange flames reaching out his hand towards him and shaking it.

boom!
The unparalleled strength reappeared, grabbing his neck and pulling him back!
That familiar rhythm, the power that resonated with the Rift Realm and even shook the shadow of the tower above the sky... What exactly... What exactly was it...

His pupils shrank rapidly, like pinholes.

incredible.

Look at the box in Ji Jue's hand that keeps shaking.

Unable to hold it back any longer, I began to sweat and scream.

"No, it's impossible... I... I saw it with my own eyes... How could you..."

At that moment, the screaming sound stopped abruptly.

Right before his eyes the box opened again.

Fierce light gushed out!

When Ji Jue stretched his hand in, Feigong started to work in an instant, ruthlessly scraping off a layer from the box, gathering it out of thin air, recreating it, and reconstructing it into the shape of an ancient seal.

Appeared before Lord Wuyou.

Wisps of phantom light flowed, rose up, and reflected in the sky, once again forming a phantom light that was exactly the same as before.

——[The eternal destiny of heaven]!
This is the unique imperial authority!

With the authority of the swordsmith and the power of the Emperor's Hand, the world rift began to rumble, the temple shook, and countless laws of heaven changed and were reconstructed in an instant. Even the shadow of the tower in the sky seemed to be shaken again.

In just a flash of a moment, the ancient and majestic aura came over him, as if a halo was shrouding Ji Jue.

All things submit and bow devoutly!
Without a doubt, that is the seal of the nation!

The real instrument of great goodness and great evil. The weight of Tianyuan and the brutality of the tower are manifested on earth!

But then, under the gaze of countless blazing eyes, Ji Jue slowly lifted up the ball of phantom light, opened his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach easily!

The box had been thrown to the ground, the cracks had broken, and it no longer had any magical power. All traces of the Dissociation Technique had been wiped out, and no one cared about it anymore...

No one will doubt it anymore.

At this moment, every pair of eyes can see it clearly.

The seal of the nation is here!

From now on, everything belongs to me, the chief saint of the evil cult, and the one who will save the world from the sins of Quancheng - Lu Changsheng!

Only Lord Wuyou stood there in a daze, his eyes bloodshot and bloodshot.

I simply couldn't believe what was happening.

There's clearly nothing in the box!

He saw it clearly!
But now, even he himself began to doubt, was he really dazzled? Otherwise, how could the seal of the country disappear without a trace?

It can't be that the box is really empty, right?
"As the saying goes, the natural resources and treasures belong to the virtuous. Why should Lord Wuyou force it?"

Ji Jue laughed loudly and stood with his hands behind his back, "Since the Seal of the Nation recognizes me as its master, it is clear that the destiny is in my hands. I am in the process of transforming the evil cult, no, the evil holy dynasty!

It is Heaven that wants to help me turn evil into good!
I want to ask you a question—"

The Devil in Flame grinned and lowered his eyes to ask:
"——You are seeing the Supreme Being, why don't you bow?"

Snapped!
There was a sound of breaking.

As Ji Jue spoke, the Dark Tower roared and shook violently, and infinite gravity appeared in an instant, descending upon Lord Wuyou.

It crushes legs, bends spines, ravages nerves, and suppresses souls.

He twitched and struggled in vain, but his body bent little by little. Amid his roars and curses, his knees gradually hit bottom.

It's like a grand worship.

Bow devoutly.

Prostrate yourself in front of the throne and pay homage to the emperor!

(End of this chapter)