Destiny is ashes

Chapter 670 I'm sorry that I couldn't let you use your full strength, An Jing (4400)

"The frost disaster is not his destined moment."

In the Zhenbei Hall of the Shangxuan Sect, watching An Jing sweeping across the area and suppressing the young strong men from all sides, the young God of Destiny said in a deep voice: "Every life holder has his own destiny, which is the fundamental mission given to us by the way of heaven. But in addition to that, just like people need to eat and drink water in addition to fulfilling their mission, every life holder also needs to behave in accordance with their destiny on a daily basis."

“A craftsman must create a magical weapon that can change the fate of a region, but he must also study the smelting techniques tirelessly to create ordinary weapons; a painter, in addition to leaving behind paintings that will be passed down through the ages and inspire a certain line of thought, also needs to think about techniques and practice constantly.”

"For warriors like us, it's even simpler. We either protect one side or destroy another side. We just have to fight endlessly, so we are called 'Wu'. Stopping the demon is naturally one of our goals."

"Just like me, I have been running around in the Youli Sea, suppressing the evil demons that emerged from the 'Great Infernal Realm'. If I don't do this, even the life of a god will degenerate."

"But An Jing...he is not yet in his complete form."

At this point, he looked solemn, "I originally thought that after the Frost Tribulation, his destiny as the Lord of Arms should have grown to its full form, and the rest would just be a matter of slowly nurturing it to its peak - but now you see, his destiny is only at its mature stage."

"This means that An Jing's fateful moment has not actually arrived, and his strongest form has not yet been conceived... Even now, I can't beat him."

Frankly admitting that he is not as good as others, the God of Shangxuan Sect did not get angry, but laughed: "Hey, Brother, it's time for me to show off and do something big, right? Killing evil demons all day long is a bit boring, and this growth rate is far less than that of An Jing, a God who stirs up the world."

"The church has its own considerations. The waters in Central China are too deep, and if the divine mandate appears too early, problems may arise."

The cultivator of Zhenbei Temple said helplessly: "But now, with An Jing, the birth of divine lives is not so abrupt... The great catastrophe is coming, not to mention those who are transformed after birth, many innate divine lives like you and An Jing will be born one after another."

"Ah."

The young God looked at the already blurry scene again, and he said with emotion: "There are always people who are better than you, and there are always things better than you. I can't go on like this."

"Anjing... Only in this way can it be challenging."

If Ye Yuelong knew what this distant god was thinking, she would be speechless - challenging? It's so easy to say, bastard, how about you come?
But now, she didn't have any time to think.

--coming soon!

In a blink of an eye, An Jing had pounced in front of him, and this time, he showed no mercy. The sword of killing shone with blood, and in an instant it drew several arcs of light.

This rosy sword light seemed ordinary, and even had a sense of tranquility and leisurelyness, but as the sword lights overlapped, the blood color became more and more intense, just like the drifting snow, which was delightful at first, but as the snow piled up and turned into snow peaks that were about to collapse with a slight tremor, the terrible crisis that could cause destruction and death at any time suddenly emerged, as suffocating as a mountain pressing down on one's head.

The sword was as swift as light and pierced through the air before Lei Yin arrived, breaking through the layers of magical shields and arriving in front of Ye Yuelong's forehead.

The next moment, it was about to pierce the head of this Taiming Sect's true disciple.

But Ye Yuelong gritted his teeth, formed a seal at the most critical moment, and his entire body turned into a shadow in an instant.

The killing sword pierced through the phantom, but there was no real feeling of hitting it. An Jing raised his brows, and the phantom instantly fled several miles away, then staggered out of the underworld and fell headfirst from mid-air.

Even though she had transformed into a ghostly body, Ye Yuelong was still filled with An Jing's murderous sword intent. The pure and terrifying murderous malice that was so pure it made people shudder penetrated her soul and thoughts, making her mind and spirit in chaos.

But even so, it didn't mean she had lost her fighting power. The experience she had gained from the ice field made Ye Yuelong not stop running the martial vein formation diagram when she fell in mid-air. She gritted her teeth and pulled out the talisman from her arms while almost falling upside down in mid-air. She endured the convulsion of wanting to vomit and squeezed out a trace of divine consciousness, and activated it when An Jing attacked again with a sword.

【No distinction between yin and yang】

Along with the fluctuation of the atmosphere, the talisman with faint patterns of law burned out, and a huge Tai Chi diagram emerged out of thin air, including An Jing and Ye Yuelong. An Jing was the yin of the yang fish, and Ye Yuelong was the yang of the yin fish.

The Tai Chi diagram was rotating, but An Jing ignored it and flew towards Ye Yuelong with a sword - the bloody blade instantly cut off the girl's neck, and blood spurted, but Ye Yuelong's body picked up her head without hesitation and continued to escape.

"Is there still such an operation?"

Seeing Ye Yuelong leading the escape, An Jing was stunned for a moment, but after Fu Xie's explanation, he realized that this was actually a magic talisman engraved by a big shot of the Taiming Sect. During the effect of this talisman, life and death will be confused, and yin and yang will be difficult to distinguish, so he cannot kill the other party by destroying his physical body.

If he really wanted to kill the other party, he, who was in the shadow of the Yang Fish, could only use physical means to destroy Ye Yuelong's spirit, while the other party could use spiritual means to destroy An Jing's body.

Of course, conversely, Ye Yuelong could not kill An Jing's spirit either, but An Jing's spiritual cultivation had already been revealed without a doubt, and Ye Yuelong had no other choice, so it was certainly not a price to pay.

Sure enough, halfway through her escape, Ye Yuelong suddenly turned back. At this moment, she had already put her head back and took out her judge's pen to splash ink in the air.

Accompanied by a distant bell ringing, all the accumulated death and underworld energy in the nameless mountains and wilderness began to gather in her direction. A underworld yellow spring appeared out of thin air, and a dark and eerie wave rose up, turbulent like a dragon, rushing towards An Jing with endless underworld death energy.

Even at such an all-round disadvantage, she still did not give up on winning and blindly escape and defend, but chose to continue attacking!

The Yellow Springs wave was rushing towards him. An Jing narrowed his eyes and laughed. The long sword in his hand shook slightly, and a clanging sword sound was heard.

Then, he stood in the air without dodging or evading, and in an instant, thousands of swords were slashed out, hitting the waves with their blades!

It is common sense that if you draw a sword to cut water, the water will flow even faster. However, cutting water with a sword is just a game that only naughty children would do.

But for a powerful warrior, the so-called common sense is nothing more than using his own skills, his own cultivation and his own will to overturn and insult existence!

hum!
It was like the singing of a whale in the sea and sky, and the sword energy swept across the sky, slicing the flowing water!
The front end of the dark Yellow Spring Tide suddenly collapsed and turned into a ball of expanding and exploding water mist, dissipating in all directions.

In the surrounding wilderness, those warriors who were still observing the battle between An Jing and Ye Yuelong, or in other words, those warriors who had not yet had time to escape, only felt the spread of large amounts of ghostly death energy. Countless black raindrops fell, and the flesh and blood that touched the skin would wither and weaken like a corpse, and the armor and clothes that touched would rot and decay.

buzzing-

High-speed sword sounds rang out, and the entire Yellow Springs wave collapsed from front to back and turned into deadly rain and mist, turning the large forest below where the two men were fighting into a dead and silent place - in the next few decades, this area will become an excellent gathering place for ghosts, and the sword evil contained in it will be able to attract sufficiently powerful evil spirits, and maybe even give birth to a sword ghost king!
"How can it be?!"

Ye Yuelong tried her best to maintain the tide of Yellow Spring. She used all her strength to condense the purest Yellow Spring Weak Water, which turned into a water dragon and pounced towards An Jing. However, An Jing was able to rely on a sword to cut off the dragon's head, break the dragon's body, and defeat and kill the entire Nether Dragon, turning it into a heavy rain!
——At least use some special tricks!

But this is actually Ye Yuelong's misunderstanding of An Jing - An Jing's unique skill is this, incredibly powerful basic qualities and superb martial arts skills beyond common sense.

What explosive sword, what swinging snow blade, what looks like a big move of killing sword energy and unsheathing, is nothing more than a powerful sword, multiple flying swords, splitting sword and a full-strength sword. He is indeed fighting with Ye Yuelong very seriously. Of course, he did let off a little bit, wanting to see what new moves the other party can come up with. "You will get into trouble if you hold back like this."

Fu Xie said: "There must be a real person behind this guy. There is a high probability that a real master is watching. If that real master attacks from a distance, you will definitely be in danger."

"Not to mention that my Grand Master is right behind me, he's talking as if the Master won't attack me if I don't hold back. If I hold back now, I can change my tactics and decide whether to fight or run when the time comes."

An Jing was calm and composed. He knew that Ye Yuelong must have a background, so he kept some strength to escape through the Taixu Channel at any time: "If you ask me, I will panic if Zhenjun doesn't take action. I will feel relieved when he takes action."

Now that he has defeated all the enemies, made a name for himself, and fulfilled his harsh words, if he meets a True Lord, he will definitely run away. Under normal circumstances, it would be a miracle for Wu Mai to escape from a True Lord.

In reality, An Jing swung his sword and forced away the Yellow Springs's wave, creating a wave of water, as if he was going to go against the tide, break through the waves, and rush back towards Ye Yuelong.

But at this moment, Ye Yuelong's hand suddenly stopped.

"Master?"

She was stunned for a moment, and a look of struggle appeared on her face: "What? Is it necessary? I... I am not disloyal to the sect, but..."

Ye Yuelong opened her eyes wide, and a few points of light slowly lit up in her inorganic green pupils, similar to those of a blind person. The dead soul fire lit up, and she looked at An Jing, who was frowning slightly. Her tone was empty, and then gradually became resolute: "I understand..."

"Be careful, the True Lord behind this girl has taken action." Fu Xie's tone also became serious: "That True Lord is very cautious. He is squeezing the girl's body and soul to attack, burning his lifespan and luck to fight you!"

"Oh? They actually treat disciples as consumables? I thought Taiming Sect was more or less a righteous sect." An Jing was a little surprised, but not surprised, and Fu Xie denied it: "How can this be considered consumables? You are the enemy of Taiming Sect, and destroying you is just a loss of a few decades of life. Isn't the purpose of a sect to raise scholars so that they can sacrifice for the collective at critical moments?"

"But the true teachings used for preaching can be used. It seems that the threat you pose to the Taiming Sect is really great."

"An Jing."

Ye Yuelong raised her head, took a deep breath, and said openly without hiding anything: "I will use all my strength in the next move. If you can take it, I will kill you. If you can't... be careful!"

"Hey."

But An Jing was not annoyed at all. He did not respond in a normal way, but chuckled and said, "If my master wanted to use me to eliminate the sect's enemy, he would rather burn his own foundation than let me get hurt at all - or even move me away first, and then attack from a distance to avoid accidental injuries from the aftermath."

"Ye Yuelong, is that your name? Regardless of whether your attack can injure or defeat me, you have already completely lost in terms of Master and Grandmaster!"

"You and I……"

After all, she was just a teenager, and the tears of grievance in her heart were about to flow out, but Ye Yuelong was still a warrior after all, a true disciple of a sect, so she forced herself to suppress the fluctuations in her heart, gritted her teeth and continued: "Anyway, I'm going to take action!"

She made the Sun Seal with both hands and pointed it at An Jing. The shadow of the magic weapon 'Book of Death' appeared silently behind her. The majestic netherworld spiritual energy vibrated with Ye Yuelong's breathing, and with the seal as the core, it transformed into an extremely dark abyss between her palms.

For a moment, as she burned her life and soul, Ye Yuelong's spiritual energy rose rapidly, and even vaguely broke the barrier between the martial veins and the divine treasures - no, with the help of the divine weapon, her power had already broken the barrier, and with the help of the True Lord hidden in the dark, the extremely compressed netherworld spiritual energy gathered to the extreme, and then in this extremely dark abyss...

It formed a pair of eyes like a mirror.

As the eyes gazed, an inexplicable force extended and spread at the speed of light, engulfing Anjing and even the surrounding mountains and wilderness. An extreme sense of law came, a force that governed everything, controlled life and death, and ran through all the cause and effect of past and present lives. The wave of karma permeated this world.

【Daye Wusheng Tong】

With Yeyuelong as the door, the True Lord of Taiming Sect cast a glance at An Jing.

Just this one glance was enough to kill An Jing.

If An Jing was alone.

"Ah, I told you so."

Faced with this divine power that could indiscriminately kill all the human demons of the Shenzang Wumai present, An Jing could not help but cross his arms and said nonchalantly, "My master will take action."

Just as An Jing said, the stars and the moon in the sky turned and suddenly turned into a vast starry sky mirror. Then, a brilliant and angry hand stretched out and grabbed directly towards that eye.

[Fengmie, do you really think that there is no one in my Mingjing Sect who dares to attack me? Do you have any shame to attack my juniors? Even if you don’t love your juniors, I still do.]

Only An Jing and Ye Yuelong could hear the furious voice of Grandmaster Chen Yinzi. The moment the giant hand and pupil touched each other, they disappeared along with a strong wave of the void. It was obvious that both sides had moved to an uninhabited area somewhere to fight.

After the fleeting pressure, between heaven and earth, only An Jing and Ye Yuelong were still hanging in the air.

"You lost to me. It's useless even if you call the elders."

An Jing looked at the dejected Ye Yuelong calmly. He laughed happily, "Go back. It was an interesting battle. I decided not to kill you for now."

"I hope that you and Taiming Zong can bring me more fun in the future."

"Thank you very much..." Ye Yuelong, who had just saved her life, responded listlessly. She straightened her head. There was still traces of blood on her neck, like a blood-colored collar: "Then I'll leave?"

After she finished speaking, she was about to turn around, but she still tilted her head and looked at An Jing cautiously.

Now An Jing couldn't hold back any longer: "How about you say something harsh? Wouldn't it be bad to just leave like this?"

"I admit defeat. I am truly defeated. It is an honor for me to be defeated by you who is so much stronger than me."

After suffering defeat and being used as a chess piece by the sect to test An Jing, Ye Yuelong was already a little confused at this time, and was completely lying down and being ridiculed: "I'm sorry, An Jing, I didn't let you use your full strength, I'm sorry."

"I will work hard at my training. I hope that next time I improve, I can satisfy Lord An Jing."

(End of this chapter)