Above Destiny

Chapter 542 Gifts and Surprises

Lies, fraud, threats, pressure, or even bribery.

The haphazard pulling and tugging, the relentless search for weaknesses, and even the creation of weaknesses—from the moment they appear, the confrontation begins with words and smiles.

Wen Sheng was like this, and so was Ji Jue.

Now, the scheming probing is over—the moment Wen Sheng confirmed Ji Jue's condition and the severity of the situation through covert observation and assessment, he went all out without hesitation!
But before that... Ji Jue had already made his move.

The foreshadowing was already laid when the question mark rose above Wen Sheng's head, drawing his attention. As the weight of the world descended from nowhere, crushing Ji Jue to dust, Wen Sheng's expression changed slightly, and his body involuntarily swelled.

A fierce light shone from within the flesh and blood.

It's just like……

--explode.

boom! ! !
With a deafening roar, the manifested body was instantly blasted into dust.

They reunited, only to explode again. The continuous explosions expanded instantly, like a chain reaction. Blazing lights rose and fell, engulfing the entire Heavenly City. In the blink of an eye, everything was reduced to ashes.

Until he realized the source of the problem—the air!
No, to be precise, it is the countless dust particles in the air, so tiny, yet when they erupt, they reveal a light that burns everything, continuously absorbing all spiritual matter, erupting again and again, without end.

Little trick!

In an instant, everything was erased under the revision of the transformation, and the chain of explosions came to an abrupt end. But then, one after another, blood-red spikes pierced through his reassembled body.

The spirit of Pan Ying.

When? Just now? Or even earlier?!

In the instant Wen Sheng was distracted, Ji Jue reappeared from the ashes of the flames, smiled mockingly, and the Crown of the Fly King on his head shone brightly. The invisible vortex spread again, covering reality.

With ease, the ever-increasing weight was erased, and even gravity was eliminated. The shattered Heavenly City trembled violently, suspended in mid-air, like a piece of cosmic debris.

The next instant, the Heavenly Eye opened from the void of the night sky, causing everything to stop and freeze once again!

Countless stars converged, transforming into a giant that suddenly reached out to grab Ji Jue. However, the giant hand stopped abruptly after traversing a vast distance. On the giant's body, which appeared as stars, strange changes occurred one after another, twisting and contorting. One after another, dazed eyes emerged from the stars, parasitized by worms.

Immediately afterwards, ten thousand hands, ten thousand eyes, and ten thousand wings pierced out from the giant's body. The wings blotted out the sky, the eyes looked down on everything, and the hands controlled everything.

The shadow of the sage has reappeared from nothingness!

In contrast, a rift suddenly appeared in the sky, and behind the rift, a blurry figure sitting in a half-lotus position appeared, pointing out with a hand.

The Great Tear!
The collision of intense light caused everything to sway like straw in the gale. The world was constantly changing; in the blink of an eye, everything became completely different.

Just like the battles between gods before the Age of Chaos.

It is recklessly altering the entire world.

In this illusion, if you have authority, you are no different from a god.

Without lifting a finger, without speaking, and even just by thinking, one can naturally distort the world, but the distortion of the world is merely a superficial phenomenon.

What is truly intense and chaotic is the constant collision and confrontation between the underlying rules of dreams, beneath the surface.

The gods who created everything and the demons who recreated everything are locked in a power struggle and contest for control of the entire dream world.

Even though Ji Jue had once taken control of everything, the foundation of this dream was still in Wen Sheng's hands. The Holy Dream, formed by countless souls, was naturally on his side!
In a sense, Ji Jue is at a disadvantage in the battle of imagination... It's really too much to ask an engineering student who has memorized laws and formulas for more than ten years to pass the Level 2 Engineer exam to let his imagination run wild, or a craftsman who focuses on control to ignore reality and indulge in fantasies!

Being suppressed is to be expected, and being at a disadvantage is perfectly normal.

The moment Ji Jue realized this, his decision changed from offense to defense. At the same time, he focused most of his power on attacking Wen Sheng's soul.

Unfortunately, this was also the opponent's strength, and far superior to Ji Jue's.

Who made the embers inherently disadvantaged in this spiritual environment? No matter how many tools they had to reach the sea, they still couldn't be as agile as the sea creatures.

But strangely... Wen Sheng always felt like he had a thorn in his side!
Whenever Ji Jue's eyes looked over, his sixth sense of ascension, his ethereal sense of déjà vu, and his intuition from the heart were constantly warning him!
That bastard is holding back something big!

But what right do I have to fight him face to face?
In the blink of an eye, Wen Sheng's figure vanished into the void, returning to the state between existence and non-existence, as if he had leaped into the sea, only to reappear briefly at crucial moments amidst the flow of spiritual energy and the changes in the world.

Just as Ji Jue was struggling to deal with the black hole falling from the sky, Wen Sheng's figure suddenly appeared silently behind him, his palm pressing against his soul.

The outcome is decided!

Snapped!
Ji Jue's body, just like that, vanished into nothingness...

But Wen Sheng was stunned and stood there.

The blow he delivered to the soul shattered nothing more than an empty shell.
But what about Ji Jue?!
Where is Ji Jue?

"Take another look behind you."

In a moment of stunned silence, mocking whispers reached his ears. The Sword of Pan Ying suddenly pierced through Wen Sheng's chest, its crimson light spreading outwards. Amidst the intertwining of good and evil from the horde and the mad slaughter, it pierced through his soul!
Damaged!

Wen Sheng vanished without a trace in an instant, creating distance. The moment he reappeared, he saw Ji Jue already waiting leisurely at his landing spot, raising the Pan Ying, waiting for him to come to him!

It was too late to dodge.

Anger flashed in Wen Sheng's eyes for a moment, and without hesitation, he fought back with a single blow!
It was like a collision between souls, a clash between authorities. Two fully loaded trucks traveling in opposite directions on the highway collided head-on. Unfortunately, Ji Jue's truck was significantly smaller... He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his consciousness almost dissipated.

But Wen Sheng didn't have time to laugh.

He actually froze!
At the most inopportune moment, he stopped. He was only one step away from completely crushing Ji Jue, but he hesitated for a moment. In that moment, Ji Jue grabbed his wrist, and the shackles became impossible to break free from.

In Ji Jue's other hand, the shadow of the Crimson Sky reappeared, the Heavenly Gate opened, and the shadows of the Heavenly Origin City and the Tower intertwined, transforming into a cage.

Once clenched, it's hard to let go. But just when you're fighting with all your might, the flow of spiritual energy once again, damn it, pauses for a moment!
Until he finally realized it, within his soul...

--foreign body?!

"Remember when we first met?"

Ji Jue grinned and whispered in his ear, "I gave you a gift."

Back then, in Ji Jue's workshop, just when Wen Sheng was caught off guard, he unleashed a single, unreserved sword strike!
Not only did it severely damage Wen Sheng's split spirit, but it also silently left its own spiritual essence in the wound. The spiritual essence changed, disguised itself as a part of Wen Sheng, and finally returned to the original body along with the split spirit.

It was precisely because of this that Ji Jue was so certain that he could pinpoint Wen Sheng's location, even if such a move was merely a dream.

During this long period of time, Chun Jun's spiritual essence, like a wound, silently hid in Wen Sheng's soul. With each tearing apart, it mixed with those subtle spiritual essences. In the end, a thin wisp of spiritual essence, which had almost completely lost its own properties, still remained in Wen Sheng's soul!
Even the smallest amount, the most insignificant bit, is enough to turn the tide at crucial moments!

In a brief moment, the Crown of the Fly King on Ji Jue's head spun and changed silver light, falling into Ji Jue's hand and transforming into a sharp blade aimed at the soul, which he then thrust out!

Then, just like before, it was gripped tightly!

"Dream on!" Wen Sheng said indifferently.

The revisions and rejections of the Ascension lineage, the alterations and distortions of the Ether lineage, overlapped with each other. With that one hand, the Fly King was firmly gripped, even though the hand was cut so deep that bone was visible, it was not allowed to move forward!

Then, inch by inch, push it backward!
As the five fingers contracted, the King of Flies cried out, and cracks quickly appeared.

Ji Jue remained unmoved, simply smiling as he looked at him: "Why don't you look behind you?"

"How old are you? Playing such childish tricks?"

Wen Sheng mocked him, but remained unmoved.

"Listen to advice, and you'll have a full meal."

Ji Jue could only shrug regretfully, "Everyone should have a childlike heart, right? Besides..."

Why do you think I would go to such lengths to keep you here?

boom! ! !
The moment he lifted the veil and removed the disguise, the meteor and the blazing light were already within reach!

Ji Jue sighed silently.

It's a pity, you really should have looked back.

When Wen Sheng tried to turn back, it was too late. The crystal spear, like lightning, descended from the sky, piercing his body and pinning him to the ground. Then, the essence of the desolate ruins spread, annihilating all souls and consciousness...

Death came as promised.

Behind Wen Sheng, who had vanished into thin air, a familiar figure appeared before Ji Jue.

Wenwen.

"..."

"..."

In the deathly silence, they looked at each other, speechless.

Hesitant to speak.

Ji Jue coughed awkwardly, avoiding her gaze, and asked, "Sister Wen, when did you arrive?"

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Everything was so familiar.

It's so familiar!

"Well, let me think about it..."

Wen Wen seemed to ponder for a moment, scrutinizing him with a half-smile: "Perhaps it was when you mentioned 'your own things'?"

"Huh? When did I ever say such a thing!"

Ji Jue was shocked, bewildered, and confused. He stared at Wen Wen, who was fully conscious and showed no signs of fatigue, and couldn't understand: "Besides, I remember I gave her enough..."

Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but slap himself in the face, suddenly realizing what had happened.

Damn it, it's developed drug resistance!
How could I have forgotten that this woman, who is as fierce as a murderer when she drinks, is also a regular at Hope Hospital... Even if I increased the weight of the substance targeting Huangxu's physique and consciousness, it probably wouldn't be enough!
"Not bad, the flavor is quite pure."

Wen Wen laughed, as if praising him: "You've really made something of yourself, Ji Jue. Drugging someone, especially someone who trusts you so much, without any scruples at all."

Maybe being a craftsman has damaged his brain?

It's okay, I can help you correct it properly later—"

Is that really the reason?
Ji Jue hesitated, but seeing Wen Wen's glare, he immediately dared not speak.

A helpless sigh.

Their words were filled with vigilance and alertness, which were not relaxed at all and were even increasing. Ji Jue's hands never stopped moving, constantly erasing the traces left by Wen Sheng and increasing the proportion of the Shangshan System, ready for battle.

Until, a frustrated sigh echoed from the void.

"That's really... enough..."

(End of this chapter)