Destiny is ashes

Chapter 497 [Fragments of Fuxie]

At this moment, in the abyss cave, other great demons were also gradually climbing out.

The [Devil's Poison] has countless purple-black vines, countless eyes embedded on them, shedding tears; the [Devil's Disaster] is like a giant scorpion, but with human hands as feet; the [Devil's Panic] has ten heads, making noisy and strange noises at the same time; the [Devil's Thirst] is silent and huge, like moss and mud spreading on the ground, swallowing up the soil, rocks, and ice; the [Devil's Lies] has countless mouths, narrating countless contradictory but self-consistent fallacies that cannot be proven or confirmed...

One after another, the phantoms of the great demons that caused countless disasters and extinctions between heaven and earth in the past are waiting to step into the human world. They gather around the core group of Ice Hell demons, waiting for the liberation of [Honorable Name Great Demon·Bitter Silence].

In just a moment, the area around Broken Blade Mountain turned into a world filled with demonic energy and a dead silent void. The shadows of the fighting Shenzang Zhenren were almost invisible, and even the sun and the moon were obscured by the dark and deep demonic energy.

can not be like this.

An Jing knew very well that he had to turn all this around.

"Since the key to everything lies in your memory, Fuxie."

He stared at the darkness before him and said word by word: "Then get your memory back."

"It's too late. My memories are deep underground, where the source of the evil spirit is. There is no time to go deeper now."

Fu Xie stared at these great demons in the distance, and a strange feeling spread in his heart, as if a very long time ago, he had seen a similar scene, a scene where countless great demons gathered in a group.

Only at that time, He was not a helpless bystander, He was, He was...

A kind of despair.

In An Jing's hand, the silver-white hilt of the sword silently began to show signs of dark, mottled rust.

Signs of decay and failure began to spread across the silver-white sword, as if hesitation and fear were climbing over determination, as if feelings of guilt and remorse were eroding pure and resolute will.

The immortal and timeless sword will never be eroded by external forces; the eternal and sharp edge will only become dull because of one's own confusion.

From the beginning, Fuxie's enemy...

From the beginning, Fu Xie's real opponent...

Endless fragments surged in his thoughts, without any meaningful information, but a feeling, an indescribable feeling that made it difficult for Fu Xie to continue thinking, was slowly spreading.

He realized that he was falling into the abyss. Once again.

However, this recollection, this process of gradual decay and degeneration was interrupted.

He was interrupted by a young but direct voice without any hesitation.

"you are wrong."

Fu Xie woke up from his chaotic confusion.

His sword bearer. Another one. But one that is different from all the previous sword bearers.

An Jing did not notice Fu Xie's hesitation. He narrowed his eyes and thought of a possibility. He said clearly and firmly: "We still have one last method, but this method is also the most dangerous and the method with the least way to retreat."

Closing his eyes, An Jing took a deep breath.

"Fuxie."

He said calmly, "Have you forgotten? If we teleport back to the other world and then teleport back to Huaixu... we can choose any point in the spherical space with a radius of one mile centered on our current location as our landing point."

"Now, after you have been strengthened, the radius of this spherical space has been strengthened to five miles."

Fu Xie was silent for a moment, then, understanding An Jing's meaning, he said in astonishment: "So you said..."

"Correct."

An Jing lowered his eyes, then looked up at the endless darkness in front of him: "I want to cut off my retreat and fight for a possibility." Staring at the dark sky condensed by the infinite demonic energy of the sky, he smiled, "Things have come to this point, I can no longer afford not to take action. I wait, I hesitate."

"And now, you are in my hands."

"Fuxie!"

An Jing gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, issued an order, or simply stated a fact.

"You should unsheathe your sword!"

With a three-foot sharp blade in hand, all the injustices in the world can be eliminated!
With one heart in mind, the sparks burn brightly, illuminating the dark world!
Being tightly held by someone and pushed by a burning heart, the hilt of the Fuxie sword, which had originally begun to hesitate instinctively for some unknown reason and had begun to "rust and decay" again, suddenly shone with light and became as smooth as new again!

"Then draw your sword!"

He laughed loudly, and swung forward with An Jing's arm, splitting open a Taixu passage!

In Tianyuan Realm, Chonggang Town, Huo Qing is tidying up the warehouse.

He suddenly saw a dark crack in the void open up, and An Jing walked out of it with a sword in hand.

"Huh? An Jing, you..." Huo Qing opened his eyes wide in surprise. Although he had long guessed that the other party had the Great Void Magical Power, he never thought that the other party would actually show it to him - was it an accident or did he have no choice? What kind of trouble did An Jing encounter behind the scenes?
All he could see was an extremely strong demonic aura and the faint roars of countless monsters behind An Jing.

——Deep in the wilderness…around the demon’s nest?!

Huo Qing couldn't get an answer.

Because in the next moment, An Jing did not hesitate to cut out another Taixu passage, stepped into it, and returned to the starting point!

"Five miles underground!"

In the silver-white Taixu space with a radius of five miles, An Jing chose without hesitation the location of the source of the evil energy deep underground at the foot of Broken Blade Mountain!

The next moment, he appeared there.

——Under Broken Blade Mountain, deep underground.

The dragon bone corpse, where the wound on the head was.

This is an impact cave formed by the drying up of an underground river. The foot of the mountain is full of naturally formed stalagmites and stone pillars, which are numerous, steep and straight like a forest. The inexplicable faint light brings up many dim shadows, and the water vapor in the bamboo forest condenses into clouds and flows quietly along the ground, like seaweed crawling in the water.

This place has been quiet for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, but now, this deathly silence has been broken.

As the Taixu channel cut through time and space, a silver-green light flashed, and a man and a sword appeared here.

An Jing and Fu Xie saw Fu Xie's memory and the location of the "source of evil energy" at the same time.

There was no obstruction, no demonic suppression, no harassment from monsters, and even the sealing formation did not block it. A man with a sword easily came here.

However, they did not expect that the existence of these two things would be so beyond their expectations.

Because the two are actually one.

What was reflected in An Jing's eyes was still a fragment that he was extremely familiar with.

Fragments of Fuxie.

It was pitch black, emitting an endless amount of demonic energy, which was much denser and more powerful than Ku Ji or even all the Great Demon clones combined...

[Fragments of Fuxie]

(End of this chapter)