Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 121 Advancement of the Primordial Divine Decree
He opened his eyes and looked at Chu Ning's soul; the faint light was weak but unwavering.

That was a will he could never simulate.

"you win."

"I lost my lifelong obsession to someone... who never even wanted to win."

There was no strife, no jealousy, no resentment.

However, a being that was once high above has finally stooped down and seen the spines of mortals.

Without further hesitation, he channeled the remaining soul blood into that sliver of light and whispered:

"I'll lend you this strand."

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

After saying that, he took the initiative to guide the remaining power of his divine soul, transforming it into four sealing locks, which slowly sank into the bottom of Chu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness.

—Actively suppress oneself.

At that moment, a vow resounded from the depths of his soul, like a command from the netherworld:

"You may not leave without my permission."

When the wind and thunder cease, the mind is at peace.

Thus, the Primordial Thunder Tribulation has been overcome in all three stages.

Chu Ning awakened his true self through the tempering of his soul, reshaped his true form through the forging of his physical body, and determined his path of life and death through the solidification of his will.

— To achieve the "Primordial True Body".

This body not only carries his life, but also the lingering echoes of the destiny of the Devouring Abyss.

They may not be friends, nor may they be fellow travelers.

But at that moment, they all chose not to kneel before Heaven, nor to avoid death.

Deep within his consciousness, a divine decree with interwoven gold and blue patterns suddenly appeared.

It appears to have been forged by the will of heaven and earth, with four ancient characters engraved in the center of the divine decree:

"Primordial Chaos Divine Decree"

The voice of the Primordial Divine Decree echoed from the depths of his consciousness:
[Repayment conditions met, Divine Decree advanced!]

At that moment, the final lightning ceased to strike; instead, it seemed to shrink and dissipate as if in fear.

Just as the sea of ​​consciousness was about to fall silent, an ancient and magnificent radiance quietly rose from the abyss of consciousness.

That was a divine decree.

Gold and blue intertwined, like the sun and moon shining together, and a vast, primordial aura swept through the entire sea of ​​consciousness, making one's mind tremble.

It floated silently in the void, with the surrounding lightning daring not to approach, as if all the heavens were retreating.

At the very center of the divine decree are four ancient and sacred characters, their strokes sharp as knives and their edge like a heavenly axe:

— Hunyuan Divine Decree.

At that moment, Chu Ning's mind was shaken violently, and a solemn and dignified voice, devoid of any emotion, slowly resounded from the depths of his consciousness:

[Repayment conditions met, Primordial Divine Token advanced]

[Currently available martial arts skills available for advance payment: 3]

It was as if heaven and earth nodded at this moment, and the universe bowed its head in homage.

The originally surging and ceaseless lightning of finality, at the moment the divine decree appeared, suddenly seemed to be summoned and suppressed by some irresistible force, the lightning trembled violently, and the radiance reversed.

It no longer falls.

No more roaring.

Instead, as if in fear, it rapidly contracted, disintegrated, and scattered into the heavens.

It was as if that divine decree was the true judge.

Outside, the tribulation clouds high in the sky finally dissipated slowly with a deep rumble.

The sky returned to its azure hue, the wind ceased and the clouds dispersed, as if the devastating lightning punishment had never descended.

But at this moment, the earth is still ravaged, and the echoes of thunder still reverberate through the mountains and rivers.

A charred yet upright figure slowly emerged from the center of the tribulation lightning, its steps heavy yet unyielding.

—Chu Ning was still standing.

His clothes were tattered and stained with blood, and his body seemed to still retain the lingering lightning, but his gaze remained as clear as ever.

Li Jing'an stood at a distance, his hand still tightly gripping the magic seal he hadn't removed. He had long since stopped controlling anything; he simply held it in his hand, as if using all his strength to silently support that life-or-death gamble.

Now, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This man, who once severed Wang Lin's soul blood in Qingyang County, this young man who shouldered mortal fate and dared to defy heavenly tribulations, once again stood before everyone.

"Chu Ning...you really did it."

His voice was barely audible, yet it carried a deep, suppressed shock and...respect.

Beside him, many martial artists who had thought Chu Ning was surely dead stood frozen in place, their eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

"This...this is a fateful calamity, isn't it?"

"How...how could he have walked out alive?"

“The three refinements of soul, body, and will... this is a sacred body forging method that can only be recorded in ancient books.”

"What kind of monster is he...?"

Some of the elders frowned, their expressions complex.

Among the younger disciples, some felt their legs go weak, some were filled with enthusiasm, and most felt an almost instinctive sense of awe.

They clearly witnessed the birth of a legend.

……

With all eyes on her, Xie Mingli rushed forward.

She threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, her whole body trembling, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls, never to be stopped.

"You really……"

"Survived..."

At that moment, her voice choked with sobs, as if the immense weight that had been pressing on her heart had finally collapsed.

Chu Ning smiled slightly, his voice hoarse but revealing a carefree attitude after surviving a disaster: "I almost... had my bones chopped off."

But he didn't say it aloud. The reason he was still able to stand was because, deep within his soul, the Devouring Abyss had blocked nearly 70% of the lightning's power for him.

It was another will that had once been hostile, which, at the last moment, took his life for him.

Xie Mingli, however, was completely unaware of this. She simply buried her face in his chest, hugged him tightly, and refused to let go.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she whispered in his ear again and again:

"I knew it……"

You will win.

"You are the only person in this world who can win."

Chu Ning looked down at her, his eyes gentle yet firm, as if at this moment, he had finally returned to the real world.

It wasn't the raging storm and the sea of ​​thunder, nor the purgatory of the sea of ​​consciousness, but rather the space in her arms.

In his arms, he is a person, not a vessel; a living being, not a remnant of calamity.

Heaven and earth fell silent, all sounds ceased.

Only a man and a woman embraced in the afterglow of the disaster, like a victory and miracle after all suffering and divine punishment.

Warriors and commoners from all directions slowly gathered, some in awe, some in shock, and some speechless. No one dared to get too close, lest they disturb the man who had just returned from hell to the human world.

Just before this silence and respect could take hold.

A majestic and icy voice, like the tolling of a cast-iron bell, suddenly rang out from the sky:
"Men, seize Chu Ning."

The voice was as cold as the wind, carrying an undeniable, oppressive force of royal authority.

Everyone was startled and turned to look.

A man sat upright in the center of the high platform, dressed in a python robe, his face expressionless; it was none other than the Great Qian Duan Prince.

His eyes were like those of a hawk, and behind him stood a forest of armored guards, with iron chains and soul-suppressing nails ready to be unleashed.

"Your Highness Prince Duan...why?" Li Jing'an frowned and immediately stepped forward to block Chu Ning's path.

And that condescending voice rang out again, its words cold and sharp:
"Chu Ning harbored the remnants of evil spirits. In the Qingyun Arena, he used his body as a weapon to contain the Devouring Abyss. He used the tribulation of heavenly lightning to unleash his ferocious power, causing thousands of martial artists to die or be injured, and tens of thousands of civilians to have their souls shattered."

"His actions defy Heaven and the law, and the root of his evil has not been eradicated. The Ministry of Justice should sever his soul and bones and suppress his remaining body."

The words fell to the ground, and then thunder roared again.

An uproar erupted in the audience!

(End of this chapter)