Above Destiny

Chapter 595: Abandoning Darkness and Turning to Light
A faint light appeared from who-knows-where.

The light illuminated the jagged, angular throne at the edge of the darkness, and the figure lounging lazily on it, chin in hand, looking down with disdain.

To mock and laugh.

The beast froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

The face was indistinct, and it was even difficult to discern what it was...

Thick, eerie black flames surged and flowed, engulfing his face and body. Within the dark hole on his chest, the essence of the Great Evil constantly shifted and circulated, never settling on a fixed abode.

What he found even more unbelievable was the seven-pointed crown on the newcomer's head, with its jagged edges and sharp, menacing design—it looked so familiar…

Throughout the entire world, at this very moment, there is only one person who looks like this!

“Lu…Lu…”

On the altar, the beast's eyes trembled with terror, shaking uncontrollably, and it screamed incoherently:
"—Lu Changsheng!!"

No one responded.

The dark, fiery shadow merely looked down with disdain and gave a listless yawn.

Don't care.

But after the initial fear, anger, and resentment, to Ji Jue's surprise, an undisguised glint appeared in those beastly eyes...

ecstasy.

Then, even more unexpected words rang out in front of him.

"The heretical cult, under the jurisdiction of the Golden Bough Source, the Unfettered Lineage, Assistant Priest Kelbasu, pays homage to the High Priest Saint!"

Within layers of shackles, the beast raised its head with all its might and kowtowed frantically: "May the sage soon transform evil into righteousness, ascend to the throne, and rule over the present world!"

What the hell?

Ji Jue stood there, stunned.

What the hell is this about "our own people"? Isn't the composition of this cult a bit too damn mixed? They've got it all mixed up!
All that could be heard was the endless flattery of the beast named Kelbasu, who, with long spikes piercing through him, frantically kowtowed and fawned. When he got to the point of being excited, tears streamed down his face, and he kept sobbing: "Thank God, you're finally back! Waaaaah, we were exploited so badly by those old wolves!"

Holy Priest, you must avenge us!

But as he spoke, he couldn't continue.

Because there was no response.

Only cold scrutiny and condescension remained until he finally ceased his incessant chatter. After a long while, filled with terror, the indifferent voice from the throne finally rang out:
"You ever met me?"

"Yes, yes, I have seen you. Seventeen years ago, I was promoted to deacon and accompanied the chief priest Wuwang to participate in your enthronement ceremony. I was fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of you in the crowd."

Kelbasu grinned obsequiously and hurriedly explained, "Unexpectedly, seventeen years later, I was fortunate enough to..."

"I never imagined that the Order of the Sects would be such a gathering of talents."

A sneer rang out from the throne: "They actually raised such a beast, capable of hiding in the heart of the empire."

Just as Kelbasu was about to speak, he heard a mocking sigh from within the Flame Shadow.

"Sheikhi, you must have put in a lot of effort, right?"

In an instant, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

I couldn't help but burst into tears.

I finally understand why I suffered this misfortune, and I finally understand why I was exposed.

The beast trembled and cried out in anguish, "Sage, you've misunderstood! Sage, you've misunderstood! The Order has suffered such a calamity, and its core members have scattered in all directions. In order to survive, I had no choice but to turn back and feign compliance with the White Wolf. But my heart has always been with the Order, with you, Sage!"
For so long, I have been hiding and fleeing, all to preserve my body for the great cause of the sage. My heart and sincerity are truly witnessed by all the wicked!

"If it's useless, then don't say it."

A cold voice interrupted his declaration of loyalty, "Since I hold the seal of the nation, and the mandate of heaven has decreed that I should reorganize the evil cult, achieve unparalleled merit, turn evil into good, and rebuild the holy dynasty."

"Someone as indecisive as you, if you truly wish to abandon darkness and embrace the light, then stop wasting my patience!"

The cruel, fiery figure on the throne straightened up and looked down: "—Tell me, where exactly is that wild dog, Sheikhi?!"

Kelbasu stood there, stunned and frozen.

His pupils trembled.

His mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. In his terror, he almost shed tears of blood: "Your Majesty, I...I truly do not know..."

Honestly, he truly didn't know!
Even though they are all wolves, they can never be as close as family.

Even though they belong to the same faction, they are still very wary of each other.

My hiding place is a closely guarded secret; how could I possibly tell others so easily?
Although they are both wolf packs transformed from the former White Gang, how could a double agent like Kelbasu, who likes to jump from one side to the other, possibly win Sheikh's trust?
A few months ago, that scoundrel Sheikhi returned to the White Gang and usurped the position of leader. He then began to gather everyone to lie in wait around the White Gang, including Kelbasu, who was implicated by the Evil Cult and was like a stray dog. It seemed like he was about to do something big.

Among them, Kelbasu didn't even qualify as a confidant; at best, he was just a tool for one-way communication.

He stammered, trembling violently, feeling the increasingly cold gaze from the throne's fiery shadow. After much hesitation, he finally spoke:
"Although I don't know where Sheikh is, I have some guesses about that beast's schemes, but... but..."

He paused abruptly, stealing glances at the Flame Shadow on the throne, trying to discern the expression and bide his time, when he heard a hearty laugh.

"Since you can't speak, then die."

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of black flame pierced through the air and landed on his body. In the midst of unprecedented pain, Kelbasu could no longer restrain himself and screamed in agony!
The black flames, like the embodiment of chaos, instantly covered his fur, burning his body and soul inch by inch. No matter how he recovered, it was like a malignant tumor, rooted in his flesh and blood, slowly erasing his existence at a visible rate.

The beast convulsed in pain, howled, and trembled.

"Your Majesty, spare my life! Spare my life! I dare not deceive you; I swore a blood oath with the wolf pack, which I cannot easily reveal. I beg Your Majesty to show mercy, please have mercy!"

"Interesting."

Flame Shadow laughed, resting his chin on his hand, glancing at his wailing and crying appearance: "Aren't you afraid of the High Priest Saint, but you're afraid of Sheikhi?"
Or do you think you still have the right to bargain with me?

"Shangri-La!!!"

Kelbasu trembled and roared, but in an instant, he felt the flames burning him stop. Ignoring his panting and wailing, he blurted out a series of words: "What Sheikhi is after must be the legacy and blessing of the Lord of Compassion. He... he... he wants to bring back the remains of the former White King!!"

Click——click——click——

Amidst hurried and chaotic words, the burning flames gradually died down, but Kelbasu's face convulsed violently, writhing and cracking.

A shattering sound rang out, emanating from the soul. The wolf pack's blood oath manifested from the soul.

Wolf packs are bound by blood oaths. Once you join a pack, you are included in the blood oath controlled by the alpha wolf. If the rules are broken, you will no longer be tolerated in the pack.

Thus, the wolf brought down the punishment for breaking his oath.

"Saint, saint..."

Kelbasu's face was contorted, tears of blood streaming down his face, as he wailed, "Saint, save me, save me..."

On the throne, Flame Shadow remained indifferent.

It was just a cold, detached view from above.

Until the moment it was utterly desperate, the flames reignited.

The pitch-black flames completely engulfed it, wandering through his soul like a living thing, instantly burning away the crimson blood oath that had torn his soul apart.

This is a fire that could not have brought about death!
All rules, contracts, and constraints are nothing but fuel before it. The flames that once burned the Eternal Palace instantly wiped out the backlash of the blood oath, but under Ji Jue's control, they did not continue to spread and the blood oath remained in existence.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

Everything remains the same.

In the deathly silence, only Kerbasu, drenched in sweat, weeping bitterly, and frantically kowtowing, cried out, "Thank you, thank you for the Holy One's grace."

At this moment, the expression on his face as he looked at the throne was one of utmost reverence, and he dared not have any thoughts of overstepping his bounds.

"Go on, continue."

The indifferent voice rang out once again.

It was like a divine decree delivered from the heavens, not to be disobeyed.

"Yes Yes……"

With snot and tears streaming down his face, Kelbasu smiled obsequiously and, no longer daring to hesitate, blurted out, "Your wisdom is boundless, and I suspect that what this scoundrel Sheikhi covets and hopes for is the resurrection of the former White King!"

resurrection?

Ji Jue's fingers twitched slightly as he coldly scrutinized the area. "He's not dead?"

"died!"

The beast answered decisively: "I witnessed it with my own eyes—four white deer celestial beings besieged and three supreme hunters attacked at the same time. The usurper king is dead beyond any doubt!"
However, before his death, the White King had completely transformed into a complete wolf demon, almost reaching the realm of sainthood. His wolf blood oath, through the Great Demonic Ritual, had taken root in the territory of the White Kingdom, spreading endless poison in the souls of every White Kingdom citizen and even giving rise to plagues like hemothrombosis.

Unless the entire group is exterminated, there is absolutely no way to extinguish the possibility of their return.

Moreover, before the rebel leader perished in self-immolation, he buried his body within a separate rift, concealing it from the mortal world, leaving behind a sliver of possibility of return...

The White King's past descent into evil was due to the instigation and encouragement of Sheikhri and others. Sheikhri must still possess some key to his resurrection!

The more he spoke, the brighter his eyes became, with absolute certainty:
"This comeback must be for this very reason!"

Unfortunately, the Flame Shadow on the throne remained noncommittal.

It was just a cold, detached view from above.

After a long while, just as Kelbasu's heart was pounding wildly, he finally heard a cold voice: "In that case, it is indeed a small trouble... The place where the dragon rises, which Baibang has chosen for me, cannot tolerate the schemes of these evil clowns."

"This time, I am truly grateful to you; otherwise, I don't know how much longer I would have been deceived."

"Exactly!"

Kelbasu kowtowed in ecstasy: "Your Majesty's might shines across the land. Demons and clowns like Sheikhi are nothing more than fireflies compared to the sun, mere clay chickens and earthenware dogs, utterly vulnerable!"
"I am willing to serve as Your Majesty's vanguard, destroy the wolf's den, and help the Sage rebuild the foundation of our Holy Dynasty!"

"He is quite sensible." Yan Ying seemed to smile slightly, tapping the armrest with his fingers: "Very well, I am short of people under my command. Since you are willing to abandon the darkness and embrace the light, then tell me. What else do you have to say? I will take care of your sincere intentions."

Upon hearing this, Kelbasu beamed with joy and couldn't contain his elation.

If they weren't in such a predicament, they would almost be dancing with joy.

There was no fear of betraying the Lord for personal gain; instead, there was a great longing for the future—could following the Sheikh be better than following the High Priest Saint?!

What a stupid Sheikh, he's just a roadside idiot, not even as good as Lu Changsheng!
Don't even think about venturing into the den of trash wolves! I am His Majesty's dog!
Do you even know what a royal dog is?!

Seeing the sage ask a question, he immediately revealed all his assets and disguises, including the locations where the wolf pack used to gather and even his many guesses about the identities of other people.

Both the unseen tail and the visible tail were wagging wildly, offering undisguised fawning.

Near the end, he heard Flame Shadow's voice: "Didn't Sheikhi instruct you on anything for this operation?"

"No, no, I only told the villain to lie low and wait for the right time to act."

Kelbasu shook his head, his eyes filled with anticipation as he looked at Yanying: "If Your Majesty is willing to investigate, I am willing to serve Your Majesty with utmost loyalty, even unto death, to repay Your Majesty!!!"

Immediately, laughter erupted from the throne.

So gratifying.

"As expected of a pillar of our order and a trusted confidant of the Holy Dynasty, such sincerity is enough; why must we sacrifice ourselves?"

The Holy Lord was overjoyed. He slowly rose, looked down at the beast before him, and patted the dog's head with a smile: "It's rare to find someone so loyal and devoted. From now on, follow Lu Changsheng!"

Kelbasu was overjoyed and opened his mouth, about to speak, but his smile froze on his face.

After the tide of black flames receded, the face that appeared before them was not the one they remembered. Instead, it was so young, completely different from Lu Changsheng!

Only those dark eyes were so deep and unfathomable, like a bottomless abyss.

Looking down indifferently.

Wolfy trembled uncontrollably, his face stiffening and gradually contorting.

"you--"

In that instant, black flames erupted once more between the five fingers that controlled the soul, engulfing everything!
Help him and keep your promise.

Let's embark on our journey together with Lu Changsheng!

(End of this chapter)