Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 558-568: Nightfall (Part 4)
"A spring thunder brings life to all things, but a summer rain brings destruction. What is the reason for this?"

Feeling the divine organs within his body being continuously struck by Xia Yu's Four Symbols Authority, Lin Beixuan endured the pain while pondering a solution.

Although the stars that his divinely created organs gradually nurtured were destroyed by the descending comets, the source remained, only now they were like tiny specks of dust.

But the only thing that made Lin Beixuan feel fortunate was that although the starlight was no longer as dazzling as before, it was more concentrated, like a seed waiting to sprout and grow again.

"Perhaps this is not a bad thing."

Lin Beixuan looked inward at the seed that was sprouting within his body. Although Xia Yu had shattered the star he had painstakingly condensed, it had also made his various organs more refined.

If the utilization rate of his divinely created organs was only one at the beginning, it is now one hundred, and the vitality and energy he exudes are much stronger than before.

"Although I failed to become a god, it's still a good thing."

However, Lin Beixuan gradually began to understand that if he wanted to use the power of the Four Symbols to build a divine body, he would probably have to go through all four symbols of the Dragon first.

Thinking of this, Lin Beixuan took the initiative to transform his divine power into a tentacle and slowly reached out towards the four dragon horns that were floating in the air.

This time, he could clearly sense what he was about to face.

The autumn dew that governs the four symbols.

After the initial destruction, there will be an even deeper level of devastation.

A desolate aura instantly filled Lin Beixuan's body, and the divine organs within him began to wither, as if a shell had been sealed over the seed that had been formed.

His heart pumped blood at increasingly longer intervals, beating extremely slowly, and the connection between his various divine organs became almost imperceptible.

Lin Beixuan's aura began to decline rapidly, his skin became old and wrinkled, losing its original elasticity, and his hair gradually turned gray.

If there were outsiders here at this moment, they would find that Lin Beixuan had stopped breathing, his face was ashen, and he looked like a lifeless stone.

Lin Beixuan could have stopped the effects of the autumn dew on his body, but he did not interfere. Instead, he completely opened himself up and actively accepted the desolation brought by the autumn dew.

After a while, dew began to appear on Lin Beixuan's dry, hard skin, and his body became stiff and cold, as if he had really been dead for a long time.

The candlelight in the secret room flickered, becoming extremely dim, and then a chilling aura emanated from Lin Beixuan.

The Four Symbols' authority is in winter hibernation.

Cold is the moment when all things are most honest.

The biting cold felt like thousands of ice needles piercing into Lin Beixuan's pores, freezing the last vestige of life in his body.

His blood, which had already stopped flowing under the autumn dew, was almost frozen in his veins. Ice crystals condensed on the surface of his withered divine organs, and even the most basic heartbeats stopped.

Lin Beixuan sat down cross-legged, and snow-white frost gradually appeared on his body. The frost spread down from his body, over the futon he sat on, over the flickering candlelight, and enveloped the entire secret room in a thick layer of ice.

Moreover, the ice layer grew thicker and thicker until finally only a small area where Lin Beixuan was located remained uncovered.

Deep in his consciousness, Lin Beixuan felt as if he were struggling through a dense darkness.

He didn't know why he was there; his legs were completely out of his control, and he was walking forward as if by some conscious will.

Gradually, he saw the fragments of stars destroyed by the summer rain drifting in the void, the seeds eroded by the autumn dew becoming dull and lifeless, and now being enveloped by the chill of winter hibernation.

His body, which is now walking, is like a wisp of will to survive struggling in despair.

It is beyond his control; it is his body's own instinct.

In the modern medical field, research has shown that the human body sometimes does things beyond its own comprehension.

For example, in certain desperate situations, the body can unleash strength far beyond what ordinary people can imagine, and can even lift a truck weighing several tons with bare hands.

For example, a person who should have died from excessive blood loss might suddenly experience a surge in blood production, allowing them to survive until medical staff arrive with blood bags.

The thunder of spring satisfied Lin Beixuan's thirsty body, but what followed was nothing but destruction and annihilation, as if his internal organs were being fed so they could go on their way, draining his body to its limit.

The more desperate the situation, the clearer Lin Beixuan's mind became. He murmured to himself, "Coldness is when all things are most honest."

"The power of the Four Symbols may seem to be destroying, but in reality it is constantly stripping away the impurities from my body and power, doing something that is many times more difficult than breaking through to become a human immortal."

"Everything is based on the body. Even if I break through to the Great Luo realm, or even reach the level of the Twelve Zodiac Gods, my body will still be the most important thing to me, while power is secondary."

"If you have strength but don't have a strong enough body to support it, you can't use it at all."

"On the contrary, if I have a powerful body, I can break through the limits of my original strength and unleash two hundred percent of my power."

Lin Beixuan discovered that he had gained a deeper understanding of the creation of divine bodies.

This time, he completely abandoned his defenses, tearing away the last bit of strength protecting his heart.

This was his strength to ensure that he could escape unscathed in the event of a desperate situation.

But now, in his view, this last bit of conservatism is actually hindering him.

After he released the last bit of strength protecting his heart, his once weakly beating heart was completely covered by the cold brought by hibernation.

Lin Beixuan entered a strange state of death.

The chill of winter's hibernation intensified, but just as this chill reached its peak, a gentle breeze suddenly blew by, and a faint blue light burst forth from Lin Beixuan's heart.

The light, like a giant axe splitting the heavens and earth, tore through darkness and winter, bursting forth with boundless starlight.

"Plop, puff, puff..."

The strong and powerful thumping sound was like thunder. Spring thunder rang out again, melting ice and water, reviving all things and starting a new cycle.

The frozen blood began to flow again, clusters of ice crystals fell from the divinely created organs, and shattered stars in the vast sea of ​​stars began to gather together.

As Lin Beixuan walked in the darkness, he looked up and found that starlight was shining and rising around him. The huge fragment of the star contained a vast vitality. With each rotation, all kinds of life within the star went through the evolution of the four seasons.

Those fragments of stars that were once destroyed are now being drawn together by an invisible hand, forming a giant nebula, within which new stars are being conceived.

Lin Beixuan was astonished to find that his body was constantly growing larger and becoming transparent and illusory, while the nebula he saw was constantly shrinking.

His perspective shifted, revealing a dense array of nebulae before him—all his divinely created organs. The withered seed burst forth, this time brimming with vitality, unshaken by the winds and snows of the four seasons.

Inside the secret room, Lin Beixuan's body began to undergo astonishing changes.

His skin glowed with a crystalline luster, his cold and stiff skin regained its elasticity, and every inch of his skin seemed to contain the power of the stars.

His hair moved without wind, jet black and glossy, each strand shimmering with starlight; his eyes became as deep as the universe, as if they could see through the illusory mysteries of time and space.

As the star field within his body continues to grow, Lin Beixuan's divine body is taking shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

Outside the Beiming Army camp in Liangzhou.

The Fox Spirit Goddess's face showed undisguised fatigue. For a mortal god like her to appear in this state, it was clear that many things had happened during Lin Beixuan's seclusion.

Clouds rolled across the sky above the camp, and every now and then the enormous dragon body of the Star God could be seen emerging from the gaps in the clouds.

Fox Spirit stared at Liu Yu, who looked somewhat reserved, then turned to look at the scattered, panting soldiers from various dynasties behind him, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Take your men and wait at the rear of the camp. Hu Xian will bring you the necessary supplies."

Liu Yu, somewhat embarrassed, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the Fox Spirit God: "Thank you, sir. My army has been marching day and night for the past few days, and my soldiers are exhausted. I'm afraid they cannot go to the battlefield immediately; they will need some rest..."

Before Liu Yu could finish speaking, the Fox Spirit God raised his hand and waved.

"No need to explain. With your current military appearance, I will not send you to face the Evil Spirit Army and the Demon Army immediately. Doing so will not only affect the morale of the Northern Underworld Army, but will also do us no good."

The Fox Spirit Goddess didn't mince words; to put it bluntly, in her eyes, this army from past dynasties was now less than cannon fodder.

How could the Beijing army, which had not experienced many battles, compare with those armies that had fought their way through life and death?

Whether it's the evil spirit army or the evil army, they probably wouldn't need to assemble 10,000 men; just a few thousand would be enough to defeat Liu Yu's army.

Sending them to the battlefield would be suicide.

Liu Yu clearly understood this principle. After bowing and thanking him, he immediately called for the people behind him to follow.

The entry of tens of thousands of people into the Beiming army camp naturally caused quite a stir, but thanks to prior arrangements, Liu Yu and his men were able to reach the positions that had been reserved for them in advance.

Liu Yu glanced back at the exhausted soldiers behind him and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He shortened the journey, which originally took more than ten days, to seven days. Apart from eating and drinking, he rushed over almost without sleep, so he could understand why his soldiers were in this state.

Ultimately, it was the generals who led the troops who caused this situation, so it's not surprising that the Fox Spirit God looks down on their army.

On his way here, he also saw many Northern Underworld soldiers. The powerful aura they exuded was not faked; it was something they had earned through countless battles and bloodshed.

Liu Yu felt that anyone he picked out was qualified to be his subordinate general.

There are tens of thousands of people like this in the Beiming Army.

"No wonder they were able to hold out for so long against the offensive of the Evil Spirit Lord and the Purple Maiden Goddess's army; this army is truly a powerful force!"

Liu Yu clicked his tongue in admiration for a while, and soon after, a Hu Xian led a small squad of Beiming soldiers up.

"General Liu, this list contains the supplies that the Ancestor asked me to deliver to you. They have already arrived, and you can take a look at them." Hu Xian handed a booklet to Liu Yu, an elegant smile on her fox-like face.

"The ancestor will give you two days to rest. After two days, no matter how your army is doing, he may entrust you with some tasks."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yu nodded and solemnly replied, "I hope this sir will tell the ancestor to rest assured that our Li Army will abide by the alliance between Beiming and our Li Dynasty. No matter what, we will not retreat before the court issues an order."

Hu Xian looked at Liu Yu with some surprise: "That's good then."

After saying that, he put down the delivered goods and left.

Liu Yu watched the departing figure, pondered for a moment, then looked at his adjutant beside him and asked, "Has any news come from the court?"

"There's still no news," the adjutant replied cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yu frowned: "What exactly are those people in the court doing?"

Since their army arrived in Liangzhou, news from the imperial court has become intermittent, leaving Liu Yu in charge of all matters concerning the army in Liangzhou.

Liu Yu knew that with his own strength and the fighting power of his army, it would be difficult to achieve a status equal to that of the Beiming Army. So he simply lowered his attitude from the start, hoping that he and his army could survive for a while longer.

The reason he humbly tried to bring his men into the Beiming army camp was because the outside world was in such chaos.

With their fighting strength, if they didn't enter the main camp and receive the protection of the Northern Underworld Lord, they would definitely be overwhelmed by the people sent by the Evil Spirit True Lord and the Purple Maiden God, not even a splash of water could be made.

On the way here, he sent scouts to investigate, and the scouts witnessed the battle between the Northern Underworld Army and the Evil Spirit Army.

Such bloody and brutal battles were simply beyond the capabilities of his army.

After thinking about it for a long time these past few days, Liu Yu has also discovered some clues.

He had a vague suspicion that perhaps their army was just a useless force that Yang Guang had put on the surface, while the real powerful army was hidden in the shadows, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

The thought of this possibility filled Liu Yu with a sense of sorrow.

Are we, tens of thousands of people, merely pawns to be discarded at will?

He looked at the supplies sent by the Northern Underworld Army.

Although the other party looked down on them with their eyes and words, they still treated them as living, breathing people, and the considerable amount of supplies they received was not reduced in the slightest.

Liu Yu sighed and was about to arrange for the distribution of supplies when a commotion suddenly broke out in the distance.

The Beiming army, which had been patrolling in an orderly fashion, suddenly accelerated their assembly, drawing their long swords, the cold glint of the blades forming a continuous line in the twilight.

Led by the Fox Spirit God, a group of Luo Zhou mortal gods suddenly appeared above the Northern Underworld Army camp, staring at a blood-red full moon that appeared in the sky, their eyes filled with vigilance.

"It's the aura of the Goddess Zigu!" The Fox Spirit God's voice was as cold as ice: "It's arrived even faster than expected. Has she given up on enduring this and is preparing to take action herself?"

(End of this chapter)