Above Destiny

Chapter 527 The Final Blockade
When the guard reacted for the first time, he felt an incomprehensible shock, an unacceptable confusion, and even a hundred times of humiliation, and ten thousand times, one hundred thousand times, and a million times of anger and madness!

The identical faces were like a contagious red light, instantly spreading out in a dark blue and red color, with their spirits surging and struggling with all their might, and then, right after, roaring loudly!
The earth shook like a carpet, and the roars overlapped and turned into thunder.

Resounding throughout the prison.

Until Ji Jue frowned.

He said, "Be quiet."

So, quiet.

The invisible waves spread, and wherever they passed, the heaven and earth were as stable as before, and all things were quiet and silent.

It is so quiet that you can even hear the buzzing of tinnitus and the echo of blood flowing.

A dead silence.

Only the saints were left lying on the ground, convulsing in anger, opening their mouths, roaring and shouting, but no matter what they did, they could hardly make a sound.

It's like a test subject fixed on a processing table.

Let others slaughter you.

"In terms of threat level, it's not even as bad as Idra."

Ji Jue lowered his eyes and looked at it, sighing with regret: "I waited for so long, I was still hoping that a large amount of food would be delivered, but in the end, there was only this kind of stuff. After all the trouble, I might as well bite a lighter.

Is your Holy Spirit dead?"

The guards were furious. They were furious again and again, but unfortunately, it was of no use.

Number?
In this virtual world, numbers are the most meaningless things. As long as divine power is infused into it, even a pig can be blown into a saint.

The uniqueness of the guard lies in his soul and consciousness - in the midst of irrational fanaticism and prayer, all impurities have been eliminated from his nature, resulting in pure "selflessness". It is precisely because of this selflessness that he can easily infect others through fanatical obsession and complete replication.

As a result, apart from the unification of divine power by all, there is no special feature at all.

No matter how many numbers there are, they are just numbers after all. They can be used to bully weak opponents, but for a dog manager like Ji Jue who has the authority, it is too easy to change them, no matter whether they increase or decrease.

Therefore, mastery and restraint of the mechanism take precedence.

As long as Ji Jue mastered the mechanism and held special authority, it would be effortless to deal with such people.

not to mention……

He hasn't used the mechanism yet!
"You can't even beat others in numbers, stop playing and just delete it."

Ji Jue snapped his fingers without any interest.

At that moment, a force greater than that of the guards suddenly emerged from the void, exploded and spread, and set off a silver storm. Wherever it passed, all copies made by the guards were annihilated!
Just above his head, the crown of the Lord of the Flies glowed fiercely.

But the color of that light was so strange, like a colorful and changing darkness, constantly eroding reality, piercing dreams, and covering nothingness.

Only when this terrifying power was truly used, did the guards finally realize the terrifying gap that was like a chasm between heaven and earth, and even the vortex above Ji Jue's head that was... like an illusion, spreading hideously!
Countless dim and phantom lights gathered together and turned into a torrent, swirling and sinking into the darkness that seemed like nothingness.

With ease, the entire border prison was enveloped in it!
"Bianyu is a really good place."

Ji Jue stretched out his five fingers and grinned at the dazed guard: "Don't you think so?"

Despair, pain, resentment, curse, fear, hatred, madness...

It’s endless!
Those sinners and heretics, in the almost eternal time, were repeatedly pushed into the pain of the sea of ​​fire, and were repeatedly torn apart, frozen, burned to ashes, or crushed into mud. In the endless suffering, people would despair and go crazy, and in the end, after being drained time and time again, they were completely turned into ashes and dust that could never be restored.

How many times has this kind of scene happened here?

Just like the ordinary daily life, the cycle day after day seems to be able to stretch to the end of time. But in this endless hell, how many ashes and dust that the Holy Spirit has discarded are floating around?
If there is power in faith, then does this evil also contain a fire that is enough to burn everything to ashes?
Now, bitterness and resentment rise from the dust.

Under Ji Jue's gravity, this power buried under the earth's crust continuously gathered towards him, rushing into the vortex of the Crown of the King of Flies, constantly increasing his strength.

Since the moment he stepped into the prison, he began to grow stronger and stronger at an unimaginable speed...

Even now, the huge vortex caused by the Crown of the Lord of the Flies is still expanding.

Swallow pain and feed on despair!
Swallow up all this silent resentment and madness.

The pure pain flowed through his consciousness and soul, rushing past. In the illusions that appeared before his eyes, countless phantoms entangled him, just like a living curse!
Ji Jue didn't care at all, and didn't even try to dispel it.

He just calmly opened his hands and held their last remaining hatred and curses between his ten fingers.
Curses and praises, trust and hatred, it doesn’t matter, just leave it to me.

There is no need to suffer anymore, nor to be sad or despair.

All suffering will come to an end.

All of hell will burn up in flames!
"Now, how do you feel, Your Excellency the Saint?"

Ji Jue lowered his eyes, looking down at the Guard Saint who had been beaten back to his original form, and untied the restraint on his mouth with a flick of his fingers: "Does the feeling of bowing down to a heretic feel the same as when you bow down to the Holy Spirit?"

"Blasphemy! Arrogance! Ridiculous!!!"

The guard's body was convulsing violently. He struggled again and again, his eyes bloodshot. "How can a lowly rebel compare to the majesty of the Holy Spirit?! If you want to kill me, just kill me. No more nonsense!

One day, you will be burned to ashes in the wrath of the Holy Spirit, but my faith has already gained eternity by the side of the Holy Spirit! "

"is it?"

Ji Jue laughed: "I don't think so."

Snapped!
Just as Ji Jue stretched out his right hand towards the guard once again, infinite darkness suddenly gathered in the second layer of the Border Prison, pulling everything towards his palm.

Under the revision and reconstruction of his hands, the phenomenon called the Well of Lost Light reappeared from his hands, outlining a mirror of dead water condensed from pure darkness.

The darkness is silent, swallowing up all light.

It was difficult to reflect the distorted expression of the guard, but he moved closer and closer inch by inch.

"Eternity? Only a fool would talk about eternity all the time. But it doesn't matter. I'll give you this chance."

Ji Jue slowly loosened his hand and said goodbye: "Let me see if the belief you are so proud of can withstand the test of eternity?"

The guard froze, his eyes wide open, and wanted to speak, but then, a crisp sound like falling into water was heard.

The guards disappeared.

He was swallowed up in the darkness, without even having time to struggle.

Just enough time for one last roar.

The roar suddenly stopped.

In just a moment, everything was over.

After the shattered darkness, a shriveled body emerged.

After experiencing endless falling and nothingness, there is no more anger and hatred, not even joy and happiness.

There was only a void, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, he seemed to not understand what was happening at all. He trembled for a long time and tried to raise his head. Then, a cracking sound was heard and spread quickly.

Too much time has passed and everything has been erased.

In that pure nothingness, all selves and consciousnesses naturally vanished into thin air.

Even this final shell and carrier can no longer sustain.

It collapsed quickly and fell to the ground, leaving only a pool of pale ash.

But, among these ashes, which one is the truly eternal faith?
It's really hard to tell.

"It seems that there is none."

Ji Jue withdrew his gaze with regret, stepped forward, waved his hand, and the towering temple disappeared like a bubble, as if it had never existed.

The holy seal cracked and the altar collapsed.

The strange holy object that was as sharp as a nail or a blade flew into Ji Jue's hand under the pull of gravity. The moment he clenched it, he finally felt the third layer hidden under the second layer of the Bianyu!

A real prison!
The Church, no, the Holy Spirit, really wants to exclude something from the Kingdom of God...

——The essence of this world!

“There’s something wrong with this world.”

During a casual chat in the workshop, Qi Tan Lao Deng was cracking melon seeds when he suddenly made such a bold statement, which made Ji Jue amazed and applauded.

"I see, there's something wrong with this world. I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't told me!"

He rolled his eyes and asked, "I want to ask, what's wrong?"

"No, what you said is wrong. It's what you saw, which is wrong compared to common sense. Immortality, gods rule, cult rule, faith first... and so on."

Bao Dacai grinned, and after keeping everyone in suspense for a long time, he slowly said, "But where does the essence of all this come from?"

"Isn't it just a dream?" Ji Jue asked back: "What else could it be?"

"Then, here comes the problem."

Bao Dacai spread his hands and asked curiously, "When have you ever seen a dream so organized?"

Ji Jue was stunned for a moment.

silence.

“A person’s dreams are full of messy things. One second the sky is falling apart, and the next second you are in love with each other.

One second you are all going to be thieves together, and the next moment you have a Zanpakutō in your arms. When you set out to save your friends, when you arrive at the destination, you may find yourself in Konoha.

If one person's dream is so chaotic and disorganized, how much more so are the dreams of so many people?"

Bao Dacai asked slowly, "Isn't it because of this uncontrollable chaos and the possibility that anything can happen that dreams are different from reality?
No matter how solid and firm common sense is, it is impossible for it to be engraved into the bones and recorded in the soul. Even if you die once, it is difficult to forget it, right?
Don't forget, Ji Jue, who are the people who come in here... Do you really think so many people have received regular systematic education?"

"Why can't it be the power of the Huangliang remains?"

"Maybe, but why?"

Bao Dacai asked back: "After realizing his own desires, the Lord of Huaxu began to abandon reality and pursue fantasy. Since he regards fantasy as his paradise, he should also accept this chaos. Why would he deliberately erase the difference between fantasy and reality? Even if it is... remains, hey, even if it is controlled by someone, it shouldn't be so abnormal, right?"

A stable dream is irrational in itself.

Perhaps for the Heart Pivot Chosen One, controlling one's own dreams is easy, but it is limited to oneself. Being able to cover ten or a hundred is already too much effort, and a thousand is the limit.

Such a huge dream, gathering so many souls, wants to completely deny chaos and disorder, even with the remains of Huangliang in hand, it is too outrageous.

Could it be that Wen Wen's brother has transformed himself into a living saint or a dragon in just a few years?
If that's the case, then there's no point in fighting.

Just vote.

If this is true, the only way Ji Jue can think of to resist is to summon a great evil to come in this dream and make things worse.

"That is to say——"

Ji Jue pondered for a moment: "In this dream, there must be chaos and turmoil, but, so that's it... Is it hidden?"

So, where could such a huge chaos and out-of-control wave be hidden?
"Tiancheng?" Ji Jue asked.

"Impossible. The existence of chaos itself will destabilize the Dream and destroy the divine power. Who would put a bomb under their own anus?"

"In the Land of Bliss?"

"The Land of Bliss is just a small bubble created temporarily by the remains of Huangliang. How can it contain such a huge existence?"

"Then there is only one possibility left."

Ji Jue and Bao Dacai looked at each other.

Either the Holy Spirit holds the paradise in his hand and sits a volcano under his butt, and is still invincible in the dream, or there is only one place that can accommodate such a behemoth.

Border prison!

But at this moment, the border prison is already in sight, where is the chaotic dark side of the dream hidden?

When Ji Jue tightly grasped the key-like holy object, he felt the surging rhythm like the echo of the sea tide below the second level of the Border Prison.

It rushes upward all the time, breaking through the blockade.

Longing for real explosion and relief.

The key and the lock, as well as the third layer, are all one.

It originates from this, is shackled by the same blockade, and likewise cannot escape from its scope.

Now, the key is in his hand, and the lock has appeared in front of Ji Jue. No, it has existed in the second level of the Border Prison from the beginning.

An existence that has swallowed up countless time and is called the "Well of Lost Light"!

This is also one of the blockades and defense lines above the third level of the Border Prison...

If you want to truly unlock the third layer, you must insert the key into the lock, but if you really want to do this, you must endure the passage and waste of countless time.

time.

Time is like a cliff, blocking everyone's way and making it difficult to cross.

As long as you are in this dream, it is absolutely difficult to resist the endless erosion and weathering, and you will be completely reduced to ashes before touching the real lock core.

Ji Jue thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand towards the pure darkness.

The moment it plunged into darkness, it seemed to disappear without a trace.

But when he pulled his wrist out, he saw that the iron hand had disappeared without a trace. The broken end was so strange, twisted, and covered with rust.

Even though he deliberately cut off his perception, the erosion of time had already taken its toll on his right hand. It was normal for steel to be reduced to ashes as it could not withstand the passage of time.

Then, let’s strengthen the material.

In an instant, the Iron Hand was reborn, shining brightly in golden color, magnificent and majestic. It stretched out again, and when it was retracted, it was completely distorted.

Spirituality collapses and materiality falls apart.

Then, strengthen it again, and on this basis, carry out fluid alchemy processing to maintain the stability of the Spirit of Creation to the greatest extent, which in turn drives the enhancement of the material!

The hand of glow grew out and reached in.

Then, the glow faded and was drowned in darkness.

The iron-like spirit of creation left behind only a trace of regret. Even the regret itself was about to disappear without a trace, leaving only a tiny mark on the broken edge.

Ji Jue was silent.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the deep well in front of him, the so-called [eternity].

After a long time, he gave up the meaningless attempt, put the question aside, and turned to walk out the door. However, he saw the figure waiting behind him.

Wen Wen.

As if he was getting impatient, he was holding the gun and yawning.

When Ji Jue looked over, he extended his hand.

"I'll try?"

"..."

Ji Jue was puzzled and confused: "What are you trying? It's over, Sister Wen, we can declare victory."

"So, you guys, you lie without blinking an eye."

Wen Wen was amused: "Lao Deng, tsk, I was led astray by you. Bao Dacai told me about your plan."

Ji Jue still had a dazed look on his face, finding it hard to understand what she was saying, but his eyes uncontrollably darkened.

Gradually it became dark.

"Don't blame him. At least, I am the commander, right? Even if it's just in name only..."

Wen Wen tilted her head, her lips curled up: "Besides, a certain person said not long ago that he wanted others to trust him more, but why did he become even worse when it came to him?"

Ji Jue shook his head. "This is not necessary. Besides, from the beginning, the existence of chaos was just speculation. His words have no empirical evidence."

"But I'm the most suitable person, right?"

Wen Wen did not retreat, but took a step forward. Even though she was so petite at this moment, she still held her head high and looked at him.

"Don't underestimate me, Ji Jue."

That look...

Like crystal, the eyes are surrounded by phantom light.

Even though she got younger, her figure became so slender, and her temper became more childish, the look in her eyes remained the same.

Just like that day when it fell from the sky.

I will not retreat, nor will I hesitate, and I will not give in. My determination is like the fact that there is something eternal, unchanging, and unshakable in this world.

It's herself.

Ji Jue wanted to avoid her gaze, but he was powerless.

It was just a moment of distraction, and my hand felt light, and the key had changed hands.

"give it to me."

She said, “Just leave it to me.”

Wen Wen patted Ji Jue's shoulder and grinned, as cheerful as ever. She rolled up her sleeves and immersed herself in the darkness, not knowing how far she had crossed and how much time she had defeated.

The darkness began to stir, as if boiling.

At a speed visible to the naked eye...

dissipate!!!

Ji Jue’s eyes widened.

In the deepest part of the gradually thinning darkness, a keyhole appeared. The key in her hand had already been inserted into the keyhole. She exerted all her strength and twisted it.

Then, the roar that echoed throughout the border prison burst out from the keyhole!
Just like the tide receding, everything hidden in the darkness reappeared, and the brilliant phantom light surged under their feet like a tide, endlessly washing the invisible floor.

What was even more crystal clear and dazzling than the phantom light was Wen Wen's palm.

As the wrist twisted, the fragile shell seemed to crack, revealing its true appearance in the eternal erosion and weathering.

The five fingers, palms, wrists, and even arms have all been transformed into crystals.

It is like a perfect work carved by the earth with all its might over billions of years, proving the so-called... eternity!
But then, all the abnormalities disappeared without a trace, and everything returned to its original state.

Wen Wen took a step back tiredly, and sighed jokingly: "It seems that having a tough temper is good."

Ji Jue didn't say anything.

He just pulled her behind him, and his sight fell on the rainbow light below. To be precise, it was the rapidly expanding darkness in the deepest part of the rainbow light.

In a flash, it stretched into a line so long that the two ends were almost invisible.

Then, the thin line slowly spread out to both sides, like a strange eye, revealing a pure black pupil, vast and majestic, as if encompassing everything in the world.

It should be underneath.

But the moment that eye opened, the world seemed to be turned upside down, and they turned into insignificant dust and fell to the earth.

The Giant Eye should truly be hanging high in the center of the sky.

Despise everything and look down on everything.

(End of this chapter)