Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 120 The Abyss's Awakening

But now he understands.

That wasn't foolishness; it was a kind of transcendence that he could never replicate.

He craved immortality, yet remained trapped in death.

Chu Ning, however, willingly faced death and gradually escaped his predicament.

The "freedom" he longed for actually found a glimmer of light in Chu Ning's mortal body and bones.

A moment of silence.

Tun Yuan suddenly chuckled softly.

"You're crazy."

"But if you succeed... then I won't lose out."

As he spoke, he no longer tried to control or struggle; he simply slowly gathered the remaining soul power.

—It's not meant to retaliate, but to provide support.

That was the first time he had voluntarily "complied".

It was also the first time he stopped trying to become a god.

The soul power transformed into a wisp of crimson-gold flame, flowing into Chu Ning's consciousness core from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

It's not sealing, it's not corrosion, it's forging.

A soul imprint quietly embedded itself into Chu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness, like a lock, and also like a key.

"I'll lend you this strand."

"Consider it... a funeral for my illusory immortality that was shattered by lightning."

The sea of ​​consciousness quieted down.

Blood clouds roared.

Chu Ning slowly raised his right arm, his half-burnt hand pointing towards the sky like a pillar supporting the heavens.

He only said two words:
"bring it on."

—At the end of the primordial chaos, the Thunder God descended upon the world.

High in the sky, the lightning tribulation solidified, and the Spear of Judgment fell completely.

The third bolt of tribulation lightning finally descended.

Unlike the previous two tribulation lightning bolts, which poured down like water and burned like fire, this one was like a divine spear, descending from the sky and piercing straight down, piercing the soul in a single line and severing all life force.

On the ground, Xie Mingli was so shocked that she burst into tears. She looked at the incredibly tiny figure in the thunderclouds, who did not retreat an inch, as if carrying the entire sky on his thin shoulders.

"Brother Ning..."

She tried to rush forward, but her feet were unable to move an inch under Lei Wei's influence.

Li Jing'an's voice was deep and resonant, like an echo from heaven and earth:

"The final lightning has arrived, and it will sever his soul, bones, and energy channels... If he still has any intention to retreat, he will have already been reduced to ashes."

But he didn't.

"He truly chose to defy fate."

……

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, Chu Ning stood calmly in the center of the sea of ​​thunder.

His soul surged wildly, and chains of lightning intertwined into a net, descending from the sky in an attempt to detach his soul from the world and lock it into the abyss of ignorance.

The Hunyuan Qi Cultivation Method is actively activated from within the sea of ​​consciousness.

Strands of azure energy swirled around his soul, like the primordial chaos, tightly protecting his spirit.

Meanwhile, outside the physical body, within the entire body.

The Primordial Body Refining Technique also fully erupted.

His flesh, charred and torn by the two bolts of lightning, is now beginning to writhe and regenerate inch by inch. Lightning and divine runes converge on his body surface, forming visible rune veins.

"drink."

He roared, his consciousness and meridians working simultaneously.

At this moment, the spirit, the body, and the energy channels achieve an unprecedented unity.

Cultivate Qi to protect the soul, refine the body to solidify the form, and achieve primordial unity.

"boom."

The deadly lightning crashed down.

The soul shattered like porcelain, the flesh and blood rolled up, the internal organs were completely destroyed, and even the bone marrow was burned through by lightning.

Chu Ning's knees finally buckled, and he knelt down in the sea of ​​thunder.

But he didn't fall.

At this moment, Chu Ning's soul was on the verge of collapse under the lightning tribulation, his sea of ​​consciousness shattered, and his spiritual light flickered precariously. Just on the verge of destruction, a chain interwoven with red and blue suddenly surged out from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness—it was formed from the soul blood of Tun Yuan, like a celestial lock interwoven with raging flames and icy souls, tightly binding Chu Ning's already shattered soul.

The moment the chains appeared, the sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and all things lost their color.

Tun Yuan's voice then rang out, no longer arrogant and haughty as before, but carrying an unprecedented low and... trembling quality.

"You're really... crazy."

At that moment, he finally realized that this mortal, whom he had once despised the most and wanted to devour the most, was now fighting against the heavens by burning himself out.

He should have been laughing at the joke, but he found that he couldn't laugh at all.

He suddenly whispered, "Then... I'll go crazy with you."

Without the slightest hesitation.

Tun Yuan poured his remaining primordial soul blood into Chu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness without reservation.

It was an act of near self-destruction, where a being that once claimed to be "immortal" completely merged its own foundation with that of another will.

At that moment, Chu Ning and Tun Yuan resonated with each other in spirit and stood shoulder to shoulder in will.

The two wills were no longer host and guest, no longer strong and weak, but rather, in a life-or-death struggle, they merged together to jointly confront the destructive final thunder.

"Roar--"

Two roars suddenly rang out in his mind, one as deep as a mountain and the other as sharp as a blade.

That was Chu Ning's roar, tearing apart an unwilling fate;

That was the roar of the abyss, tearing apart his own shackles!
Two souls, originally destined to be adversaries, are now fighting side by side, ascending to the heavens.

……

The heavens trembled in fury, and thunder roared.

That thunder spear, symbolizing ultimate judgment, carrying supreme divine power, crashed down from the ninth heaven, piercing straight into the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"boom."

In an instant, blood flowed from Chu Ning's seven orifices, his soul was violently torn apart, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Meanwhile, the soul of the Devouring Abyss shattered inch by inch amidst the lightning.

Half of his face was completely obliterated, leaving only a blurry soul shadow, which barely lingered on the right side of Chu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness, like a flickering candle, about to go out.

The sea of ​​consciousness is filled with the clashing of wind and thunder, while the sea of ​​the soul churns like an abys

Tun Yuan hovered amidst the calamity light, his gaze complex as he looked at Chu Ning's broken yet unyielding soul. The figure, though shattered, still stood tall towards the sky, like a beam of light flowing against the current.

He suddenly laughed.

wry smile.

That was a laugh unseen for a thousand years; it was not mockery, nor arrogance, but rather a kind of... aged resignation.

He closed his eyes, and a distant, ancient memory surfaced deep within his consciousness.

At that time, he was not yet known as "Swallowing the Abyss".

He was merely a wisp of a soul just beginning to awaken its spirituality, wandering through countless worlds. He witnessed human mothers in the yellow sand shielding their children from wild beasts, only to be torn apart themselves; he saw an old soldier with a crippled leg crawling out of the ruins, just to protect the little-known town behind him.

He doesn't understand.

Why do they do it even though they know they will die?

He was weak and confused at that time.

He asked an old man who was about to die, "Are you afraid of dying?"

The old man said, "I'm scared."

Tun Yuan asked, "Then why are you blocking my way?"

The old man smiled and said, "Because I've lived, I know what's worth risking my life for."

At that time, he didn't understand and thought it was foolish.

He began to devour, degenerate, and fracture, fleeing death and pursuing eternity, believing that power was freedom.

But now, at the end of this sea of ​​consciousness, before the boy's unyielding figure, he finally understood.

Freedom is not immortality.

It means that even knowing you will die, you can freely say "I will not back down" for what you believe in.

He had never had this kind of freedom.

Because he was always on the run, never stood still, and faced death saying, "I am not afraid."

A faint light appeared in his eyes, the smile of the old man looking up at the sky before his leg was broken.

They were those "ordinary people" he had once despised.

He murmured softly:
“I laugh at your stupidity, but actually… I don’t even have the right to be ‘stupid’.”

"So I'm not really immortal... I've never truly lived."

(End of this chapter)