Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 135 Returning to Origin and Breaking the Formation
Chu Ning's body was engulfed in flames and blood-red patterns. With a single step, the ice wall beneath his feet shattered, and the heavens and earth trembled.

Qin Wuye, however, showed no fear; instead, he slowly revealed a smile.

"Finally... they took the bait."

He suddenly pulled up the Soul-Locking Banner and plunged it hard into the ice beneath his feet.

"—The Soul-Chasing Order, activated!"

The banner glowed with a dark light, and a streak of blood-red light shot into the sky, piercing straight into Chu Ning's chest.

The "Azure Cloud Token" appeared, and the previously dormant jade talisman suddenly emitted a scarlet light, the inscription trembled, and a blood-red curse seal exploded.

"puff."

Chu Ning felt his sea of ​​consciousness explode, his soul struck as if by lightning, and his whole body felt as if it had been ripped from his body.

"you……"

Before he could utter a single word, a furious roar of Tun Yuan echoed from the depths of his mind: "Prince Duan, this brat! You actually planted the Soul-Chasing Curse long ago?"

The Soul-Locking Banner trembled, and a phantom chain suddenly emerged from the banner, piercing straight for Chu Ning's forehead.

"No!"

The Devouring Abyss roared, but ultimately could not resist the power of the cursed seal.

"boom."

Chu Ning's soul trembled violently as a shadowy figure was forcibly extracted from the depths of his consciousness—it was none other than the Soul of Devouring Abyss.

His face was contorted, his eyes wide with rage, but he was ultimately bound by the blood curse and trapped inside the Soul-Locking Banner.

Qin Wuye laughed loudly.

"His Highness knew all along that you harbored the remnant soul of the Devouring Abyss within you. That merit token, from the day you obtained it, became the noose of your fate!"

"Tun Yuan, once an indestructible force of the demon race, is now nothing more than a trapped beast."

The banner's spirit image tumbled.

Just when things were extremely urgent, and the lightning was about to die down and the lightning veins were trembling, Chu Ning coughed softly, knelt down on both knees, and felt a burning pain in his chest.

He suddenly reached into his robes, his fingertips brushing against a cool jade bottle.

The bottle is a pale blue, as smooth as water and as lustrous as the moon. An ancient seal script talisman is affixed to it, its light still flickering slightly.

He recalled the words Li Jing'an had said when he handed him the bottle before leaving:
"If you're going to die, just eat one."

Without hesitation, Chu Ning tore off the talisman, uncorked the bottle, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out, like a spiritual spring from the heavens pouring directly into his soul.

He tilted his head back and swallowed it in one gulp.

—The Elixir of Returning to Origin.

In an instant, the ice and snow melted, and the thunderous energy reignited.

Chu Ning's pupils suddenly contracted, a ring of blazing white light burst forth from between his flesh and blood, his lightning tendons swirled rapidly within his body, his lightning bones resonated in response, and his dantian was instantly filled with boundless spiritual power.

"boom!"

Rank 8, average.

At this moment, his aura slammed across two realms with overwhelming force, lightning surged like a celestial river, his skin glowed with golden light, his white hair flew wildly, and his golden eyes opened.

Lei Ji Dao Jun has appeared in the mortal realm.

With the Broken Snow Blade in his hand, he let out a long cry, and the blade was covered in purple-gold lightning. The energy exploded and the heavens and earth were shattered. Lightning swirled around the blade and formed a wheel of light, as if the divine weapon of thunder had been awakened once again.

He slowly rose, standing proudly in the snow, his cold eyes sharp as he looked down at Qin Wuye, who was still in shock on the mountaintop.

"Who—" he said, each word sharp and deliberate, his voice booming, "gave you the audacity to steal my friend?"

Qin Wuye's pupils contracted sharply, and he was about to step back when he heard Chu Ning suddenly shout:

"The world is extinguished!"

This move is no longer a desperate counterattack under extreme circumstances, nor is it a last-ditch effort infused with blood and soul.

Instead, it was Lei Ji Dao Jun's all-out slash.

"Boom."

Thunder roared and spun within the blade, and the annihilating thunder breath danced wildly like thousands of thunder snakes, transforming into a purple-gold thunder dragon that swept across the mountain peak with world-destroying power.

Before Qin Wuye could recall the Soul-Locking Banner, he was struck by the lightning tide. His protective spiritual shield shattered like burning paper, and he was sent flying hundreds of feet through the air. When he crashed to the ground, he was covered in blood and his soul was scattered.

The remaining guards were no match for him; in an instant, they were pierced by the lightning, turning into afterimages and ashes that vanished amidst the ice and snow. The wind ceased, but the thunder's breath lingered.

Chu Ning knelt on the snow, holding a knife in her right hand, her white hair flying wildly, her golden eyes gleaming.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Devouring Abyss Divine Soul, which had been forcibly extracted by the Soul-Locking Banner, now seemed to return to its place, guided by the threads of lightning.

"...Tsk."

Tun Yuan's voice was slightly resentful, yet also tinged with a touch of melancholy.

"How about that? You're living like this without me."

Chu Ning did not answer, but slowly closed her golden eyes.

The lightning gradually subsided, and the Snow-Breaking Blade was plunged into the snow, leaving a deep scorch mark on the snowfield.

But as the effects of the Guiyuan Pill circulated, his brows furrowed slightly.

The state of extreme lightning is ultimately not a miracle without a price.

He felt his internal tendons twitching, as if lightning poison was churning in his blood, and his lightning bones emitted a low hum, like a heavy bell about to crack.

The Broken Snow Blade in his hand trembled slightly, as if it were gasping for breath after enduring excessive lightning pressure.

A wave of exhaustion washed over him like a landslide, and Chu Ning knelt on the ground, blood spilling from his mouth, staining the snow and rising as white mist.

"In the end... I still managed to pull through." He murmured to himself, his voice as low as falling snow.

"But I am alive."

"They are all dead."

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the thunderous breath had not yet subsided, and the soul of Tun Yuan solidified like black flames, standing within it.

"You should have let go sooner and let me kill these people," Tun Yuan sneered, his tone half mocking and half sighing.

Chu Ning slowly closed his eyes and responded softly:
“I would rather be killed by them than live the way you do.”

"If one day I really can't stop you, I will destroy this body with my own hands."

Tun Yuan was silent for a moment, then his smile widened.

"Destroyed? You think you can destroy it?"

"You can't even do it without me now."

"You'll ask me for help sooner or later."

"Because your body is not strong enough to bear your stubbornness in defying fate."

"However, your use of the word 'friend' is quite interesting."

Chu Ning did not respond. Only the trembling lightning in his palm slowly subsided, and the remaining lightning wandered through his blood vessels, like a burning belief.

The path of symbiosis still has no end.

At that moment, the sky was still and the earth was silent, and all the thunder roared down upon one person.

……

The wind and snow raged fiercely, and the frost was as sharp as needles.

Wearing a tattered cloak, Chu Ning strode resolutely onto the last stretch of snowfield south of the Northern Great Wall.

Ahead lies a formidable barrier stretching across the heavens and the earth—the Wall of the North.

This Great Qian Defense, once renowned for "guarding ten thousand miles of territory and repelling ten thousand ferocious beasts," now resembles a dying god.

The city wall is over ten zhang high, and from a distance it looks like a cliff hanging in the sky, but up close it is broken and mottled, eroded by ice and frost.

Dried black blood seeped from the cracks in the wall. It was bloodstains left over from the beast tide that attacked the city three months ago. It had frozen together with the frost and emitted an eerie dark light.

On the beacon tower, the flags were tattered, and half of the watchtowers were tilted and collapsed, as if they no longer had the strength to transmit warnings.

The wall, once covered with demon-suppressing runes, is now half-dim and devoid of light. Cracks are filled with ice crystal vines, from which a faint demonic aura flickers, as if slowly gnawing away at the power that was once sealed.

The city gates were tightly shut, with heavy iron locks coiled around them. The locks were covered with sealing chains, and the keyholes were completely sealed with ice, as if even the right to open the gates had been frozen.

Beneath the wall lay a mountain of corpses, including the remains of demonic beasts and many human remains, all frozen solid.

Some putrid odors drifted in the wind and snow, yet the brutality of the bloodshed in the deadly battle could still be smelled.

(End of this chapter)