Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 687 Defining Heaven and Earth
light.

The passage of time took on a completely different form in consciousness. The scale of [A Crack in the Sky] was stretched to an extremely long length. The dripping amber enveloped the psychic who controlled the flames, and a soft light like water surged up.

Song Shi tried to judge how long it would take to release the One Gap Sky.

The result appeared in my mind the next moment.

Three seconds.

Three seconds is a fairly long time even for a normal person, but for Ming Xianyuan, who was given the title of "Three Thousand Illuminating Lights", it was enough for her to walk around Terra twenty times and take a few photos.

The fleeting bright light will become ridiculous bloated fireworks, and the earth-shaking killing power will be reduced to light cilia.

Not worth mentioning.

This is.
God's throne?

No, I should say.

——Is this the spiritual power represented by the sixth ring [Dayuan]?
The rush of time will not stop flowing according to one's will, but some people use it to achieve a temporary transcendence over it.

Two consciousnesses leaped out of the body and looked at each other in the endless light. The speed of information exchange far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, making the reality at this moment almost stagnant.

The first second.

"Liuliguan." Song Shi's consciousness vibrated, and an invisible voice was transmitted: "What a coincidence."

"It's quite clever indeed." The eyes, which were also as clear as glass, raised slightly, and Ming Xianyuan's voice rang out: "It's useful enough, isn't it? The imagery is clean and clear. I like this psychic skill."

The sea of ​​light was rippling like water waves.

"If the founder of Liuli Temple knew that there would be users like me in the future," Ming Xianyuan said calmly, as if he was describing some most correct and irrefutable truth: "This would be his greatest honor."

"It seems that the 'biggest' is about to change hands."

It was like a cave that had been sealed for thousands of years, and one day the stone wall was suddenly opened, and a beam of warm sunlight poured in. The world filled with light suddenly gave rise to a brighter laughter that grabbed everyone's attention.

"You can admit defeat in your heart, but you will never admit it verbally." Ming Xianyuan laughed loudly: "Very good, being tough is half a ticket to the top."

"Is it possible?" the young man said, "I don't admit it in my heart."

“This is the remaining half.”

The light is flowing.

Perhaps he should just make the best of it. At the same moment when his consciousness was exchanged, Song Shi calmed down and felt everything around him.

He saw the direction of the light, a beam of light was peeled off by perception, revealing its true appearance underneath, and strands of finer light woven together to form a beam of light, like a steel cable twisted with steel wires, but far more crystal clear than that.

No. This is not the end. They are still divisible, an innumerable sea of ​​photons, these indivisible elementary particles, are the true essence of light.

Second second.

The red-gold stream of light in the sky was still struggling to advance.

Ming Xianyuan was still standing there, motionless.

I wanted to move but couldn't, but if the other party, this "Three Thousand Illuminating Lights", wanted to, she could leisurely watch the entire process of a crack in the sky, and at the last moment before it touched the tip of her nose, she would jog around a few times and come in front of me.

"Those robots were a waste of my strength, but after putting together some of it, the robot was able to barely reach the first-rate level below the fifth ring."

"Is this a disguised form of boasting?" Song Shi chuckled, "According to what you said, since I dismantled the Star Destroyer Mecha God with my own hands, I am naturally the best among those under the Five Rings."

"Boast? Just tell the truth, but don't be complacent."

Ming Xianyuan shook his index finger.

"Since we are determined to open up the unprecedented seventh ring, doing this is just a trivial necessity."

"Liuliguan actually has the ability to read minds? I didn't know that."

The pure white light band was shaped like silk and lingered endlessly, adding unparalleled brilliance to Ming Xianyuan.

She said, "Why would I need to read your mind? Your heart has no cover."

"Ha." Song Shi's gaze turned away from the surroundings and focused on the woman again: "Is it so obvious?"

"——Yes, a crack in the sky."

The hand surrounded by white light touched the bursting red light.

The former spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, eroding, no, it should be said that it enveloped the red light. These pure white lights turned into a barely perceptible, almost completely transparent light film, deftly closing up a gap in the sky.

Then, [A Gap in the Sky] was picked up.

Like a piece of solidified amber.

Ming Xianyuan tilted his head and looked at the red light in his hand with great interest.

"Fleeting light. Hmm, great psychic skill." Her fingers slowly moved across the surface of the amber. "You have added something to the path that I like."

The five fingers suddenly loosened and Amber was thrown back.

The transparent and indestructible light film faded away little by little in the air, like the morning mist. Before you know it, it disappeared without a trace, like a lingering dream.

The red light from the crack in the sky fell back to its original position, without any error.

"Do you understand?" she said.

"Yeah." Song Shi said, "I understand."

The third second arrived as promised.

"Paving the field, harmony between man and nature, and responding to heaven and earth." Song Shi said softly: "What you did is these and none of these."

Ming Xianyuan gave him an encouraging look.

Song Shi slowly gave the final answer.

"You reconstructed the world."

The sea of ​​light fluctuates.

Donglu has always called "the heaven and earth are connected, and all things are one" the highest realm, a special relationship that allows oneself to achieve a self-consistent commonality with the heaven and earth. And for [Dayuan], this is also one of the essences of reaching the peak.

I am an expert in this area. To be polite, there are only a few people in my past and present lives who are qualified to compare with me in terms of "harmony between man and nature".

However, fighting is never just about one aspect. Even in the [Dayuan] civil war, "harmony between man and nature" is only one of the key factors affecting victory or defeat, not all. The people I met were certainly not inferior in the field of "harmony between man and nature", but when other factors were taken into account, it led to a foregone conclusion.

Until now.

Ming Xianyuan. "Three Thousand Illuminations", the sixth ring [God's Throne], personally showed himself another possibility.

She has transcended the shackles of the unity of man and nature, and with her own will, she has reconstructed - redefined the concept of "heaven and earth"!
Heaven and earth, world, universe. No matter which one it is, these different words, more often than not, refer to the same existence.

And Ming Xianyuan grasped this existence tightly in his palm and molded it into a unique shape that belonged to him alone!
Song Shi took a breath.

Or rather, light.

The surroundings still looked like the center of the earth, enduring high temperature and pressure day after day. The fluid of iron-nickel alloy never stopped, and there was a pure white sea of ​​light that submerged everything, rendering the entire center of the earth into a real ball of light.

But Song Shi saw it.

The scalding iron-nickel alloy, the gas of unknown composition, the tiniest water molecules, everything seemed to be unchanged, and everything looked the same as every day before, but their constituent units had suddenly become identical, pure "photons."

These countless photons, extremely tiny yet extremely vast, together constitute this world.

"So." Song Shi said slowly.

"One crack in the sky doesn't work."

In a sense, at least at this moment, I and the other person are no longer in the same dimension.

It's like an ant in a breeding box. No matter how hard it tries to achieve great things, when it looks up, it will suddenly discover that there is a giant standing outside the breeding box, looking down at it in strange eyes.

How could a person who is within the heaven and earth possibly threaten the heaven and earth itself?

Ming Xianyuan only needed to think a little to make the attack of Yi Xi Tian ineffective and turn it into a ridiculously slow and cumbersome attack.

In the third second, the first quarter had passed.

"Now kowtow and beg for mercy."

Ming Xianyuan raised his index finger again.

When your fingertip is facing the front end of the gap, you should slowly press it up.

"If you speak nicely enough and satisfy me, I may consider sparing your life."

There is no option of resistance or avoidance, and the absorption of the black body curtain is also useless because the opponent has already exerted his full strength.

The light that was enough to illuminate three thousand miles condensed on the tip of the index finger from the incredible will. Song Shi's pupils turned white, and the red-gold color that once belonged to the flame was ruthlessly and irrefutably eliminated by the light.

No, probably not at full strength.

But one thing is beyond doubt, at this moment Ming Xianyuan is demonstrating his power in the capacity of [God's Throne]!

Not to mention the current state of his own extremely weak, even if he was in his prime before the battle with the Star Destroyer Mecha God, he would never be able to shake, or even just touch the [Throne]. The spiritual energy of the sixth ring, the path opened up by countless people's efforts, is the pinnacle of Terra's history.

How could such a power lead to any possibility other than "destruction"?

Second quarter.

The index finger, which was condensed with light, had not yet completely pressed down on the crack in the sky.

This light, on the contrary, gives people a gentle feeling.

Song Shi knew clearly that this was just an illusion. The moment the other party actually touched the crack in the sky, infinite light would bloom to its fullest, along with even the smallest part of himself, decomposing the psychic named "Song Shi" into indivisible photons.

At that time, everything will be over.

".Ha." Then, Song Shi whispered, as if laughing: "I want to live to do what I want."

"My intention does not include begging for mercy. To kowtow and beg for mercy in order to save your life, isn't that putting the cart before the horse? What you said is a bit too humorous."

And in the brief words, the third quarter came.

"——Very good." Ming Xianyuan said openly, showing a happy expression: "What a coincidence, me too."

"let me see"

As if he suddenly thought of something, Ming Xianyuan reminded.

"After you go down to the underworld, remember to have a good exchange of feelings with those who died at my hands before."

"Thank you for your trouble."

At this moment, the young man's low and hoarse voice revealed undisguised joy.

"——But, it's not needed for now!"

The clear sound of glass disintegrating! The amber solidified by pure light burst into cracks, and from the flying light fragments, the red-gold light burst out with the first, fleeting brilliant light.

A crack in the sky, flowing again!
"Even if you can reconstruct the sky, the earth, and the ocean, even if you can reshape Terra from ancient times to the present, from top to bottom, and from all directions, into the 'world' you want - but there will still be, there must be, parts that you cannot reconstruct or define."

Ming Xianyuan laughed loudly: "How come I didn't know about this."

Song Shi raised his eyes, the light in his pupils faded, or rather was forcibly burned out, and a red-gold flame burst out violently.

"My spiritual power, Song Shi's spiritual power." As the other party kept nodding his head, he grinned and said loudly: "Even if the world collapses and is recreated ten million times, it will not belong to you for the ten millionth time."

"It is."

Song Shi also raised his index finger and pointed it straight to the sky.

"You are the only anomaly in this world you have reconstructed."

"Well, that makes sense, but it's not enough to be convincing."

Ming Xianyuan looked at the gap in the sky. After breaking through the restraints, it suddenly accelerated, but at the same time. The distance between it and the former's index finger seemed to have suddenly lengthened millions of times. It was clearly within reach, yet it seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

"Yes."

"This 'odd number' is at most a springboard to gain leverage. If you want to truly break through your world..."

"Oh?" Ming Xianyuan acted deliberately surprised: "Your talent is so high?"

"Ming Xian Yuan."

This was the first time that Song Shi formally called out the other person's name.

"You have actively demonstrated for such a long time, in every aspect, in-depth, and I still can't learn it even if it's like this."

"Then I wouldn't be here."

The boundless light seemed to stagnate for a moment, and that moment of time became eternal and unchanging. Amidst all the stillness, only Ming Xianyuan raised his eyebrows happily.

Time flows again.

The fourth second.

The fierce red light disappeared completely, and in the next moment, it was reassembled. Its appearance had not changed in the slightest, but its inner essence had also undergone earth-shaking changes.

The ants in the breeding box leaped into the sky with incredible effort and briefly looked at the giant outside the box.

Psionic arts.

The fire in his pupils suddenly surged, splitting the light, and Song Shi roared loudly.

“——【Infinite】·【A Crack in the Sky】!”

At such close distance, a breakthrough.

The reconstructed world, at least at this moment, cannot stop the red light that does not belong to the world.

The light of the sea was divided, revealing the woman standing at the back.

Ming Xianyuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Well done."

Then she took a half step forward.

She passed through the red light of the sky, letting it pierce through her shoulder, leaving a small scratch. Ming Xianyuan's right hand, with five fingers open, had already pressed on the young man's chest.

From bottom to top, press and hold.

Zero point seven seconds later, the weather satellite of the South China Sea observed an atmospheric area 18,000 kilometers away.

A small hole was poked out.

(End of this chapter)