Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 510-520: The Crown Prince Wears a Robe, His Soul Falls to the Court
"Boom!"

Thunder roared, and the black sun blazed across the sky. Most of Luozhou seemed to have been plunged into another realm, and everyone looked up at the sky, staring at this breathtaking scene.

The two who caused this phenomenon, Lin Beixuan and Zigu, were now facing each other, surrounded by terrifying divine power, with the illusory images of their respective worlds reflected behind them.

Lin Beixuan represents calamity and life and death, while the power held by Zigu Goddess represents lingering regret.

The so-called regrets are the negative things that arise from the various injustices, resentments, and obsessions in the world.

Zigu Goddess collected and refined these powers, transforming them into the authority of her own powerful strength. All those in the world with regrets and resentments can become derivatives of her power.

The power of this lingering resentment that she wielded was dark purple-red, seemingly possessing its own consciousness. It was as sticky as mud, constantly emanating a sinister and resentful aura, forming a stark contrast with the calamity and life-and-death power that swirled around Lin Beixuan like black mist.

Lin Beixuan gripped the sword of choice and unleashed a strike, wisps of black flames gathering together and instantly transforming into a sea of ​​fire that rushed towards the Goddess Zigu.

Zigu remained calm and composed, forming a lotus seal with her hands in front of her chest. A mysterious rune flashed, and the branches and leaves of the giant tree behind her suddenly burst forth, the green leaves obscuring Zigu and blocking the sword energy unleashed by Lin Beixuan.

"Ding!!"

The sound was crisp, and the sword energy was blocked by the leaves in a strange way.

The power of the sword energy was distributed to each leaf, and the green leaves trembled slightly, yet they stubbornly resisted the attack of the sword energy.

The enormous phantoms of palaces behind the two people reflected each other, one side representing the underworld and the other a magnificent celestial palace.

If it were an ordinary immortal, their domain would definitely be suppressed by Zigu Goddess. However, Lin Beixuan's domain was already a level above that of an ordinary immortal. After breaking through to the Human Immortal realm, it evolved into the Netherworld Domain, which was no weaker than the domain of a Great Mortal God.

At this moment, the forces of both sides clashed fiercely, and their respective domains inevitably squeezed together.

Sacrificial grounds of divine realms above the level of Great Mortal Gods are generally not susceptible to being overwritten or rendered ineffective.

Therefore, both Lin Beixuan and Zigu were affected by each other's domain.

The first thing Lin Beixuan noticed was his own lifespan.

In a daze, he saw mirrors appear around him, reflecting not only his image but also beautiful women engaging in physical intimacy and caressing with him.

As a result, his lifespan gradually decreased.

In each mirror, one's face ages at a different rate, with wrinkles appearing.

The mirror of lingering regret weeps for the power of authority.

Every second, one faces the deep-seated poison of love, the corrosive effects of burning passion, and a significant reduction in physical lifespan.

"Compared to the domains maintained by lesser gods and immortals through their power, the domains of greater gods are far more domineering, not even giving them a moment to resist."

Lin Beixuan was secretly alarmed. Although his face still looked young in reality, he knew that if he let his opponent continue like this, even if he could win, his lifespan would be greatly shortened.

"They're literally fighting with their lives on the line!" Lin Beixuan exclaimed.

If he hadn't become a human immortal, he probably wouldn't have survived a few minutes of his battle.

Most importantly, the effects on men are doubled at the Purple Moon Altar.

If he loses one year of lifespan every second, he will lose two years; if he fights for one minute, he will lose one hundred and twenty years of lifespan.

"We must fight quickly!"

Lin Beixuan grew increasingly alarmed as he thought about it. Staring at the giant tree behind Zigu Goddess that could shield her from attacks, he had already vaguely guessed her fighting style when facing an enemy of equal strength.

That's just wasting time!
By relying on the power of authority to forcibly shorten the opponent's lifespan, one can then remain behind a barrier, quietly watching the opponent deplete their power and lifespan, and seize the opportunity to find a weak point for a fatal blow.

What a dirty heart!
Lin Beixuan took a deep breath. After seeing through the other party's intentions, he understood that what he needed to do now was to break the other party's shell as soon as possible.

Immediately, Lin Beixuan's attack became even more ferocious, mobilizing all the divine organs in his body, causing his aura to increase once again.

"Youhua!"

Sword shadows swirled around Lin Beixuan, radiating a faint, shimmering light.

The path to the northern horse beyond the pass was now even more powerful in his hands, containing the power of calamity, capable of erasing the opponent's magical trajectory out of thin air.

As Lin Beixuan continued to wield the demonic sword, the giant tree that had been blocking the attacks for Zigu Goddess began to fade slowly, as if the painting on a scroll was being erased.

Zigu Goddess's face was grim. A long branch snaked around her wrist and pierced her veins with sharp barbs.

"Gulu gulu..."

The sound of blood being drawn out was clearly heard from within the branches, and the branches could even be seen wriggling like an Adam's apple.

As the blood of the Goddess Zigu was absorbed, the originally dim giant tree seemed to be revitalized, radiating a magnificent glow.

At the same time, the bark on the branches of the giant tree bulged, revealing a beautiful and captivating body.

However, this body has two faces, one smiling and the other crying, holding a bronze love lock in its hand.

"The Two-Faced Nuo Ji".

Zigu's face was slightly pale as she looked indifferently at Lin Beixuan and gently pointed a finger.

In an instant, Nuo Ji's ghostly figure broke free from the tree bark's restraints and charged straight towards Lin Beixuan.

Lin Beixuan only glanced at it, and a mark appeared on his neck, and his breath immediately became much weaker.

"This thing alone is far more powerful than the God of Happiness I saw before!"

Lin Beixuan touched the marks on his neck, feeling somewhat shocked, and his eyes became more serious than ever before.

In fact, he almost died just now.

If he hadn't sensed something amiss in that critical moment, and his fate hadn't been so precarious that he had to use his divine power to protect himself, his soul and consciousness might have been dissolved by the opponent's attack.

"What on earth is this?"

The opponent's attack was different from normal, ordinary magical techniques; it lay in the realm of mind and worldly thoughts.

As long as one has any thoughts, that shackle will come close and silently sever one's soul.

However, having dodged the attack, Lin Beixuan was already on guard. He didn't think about anything else, only one thought remained: kill!

The killing mark between his brows resembled a third eye, from which countless thick black smoke emanated. The power of authority, belonging to calamity and life and death, surrounded him as if it were a tangible force, stirring the air with a whooshing sound.

Zigu felt a strong threat emanating from Lin Beixuan and was slightly alarmed. She manipulated the branches of the giant tree to block in front of her and at the same time urged Nuoji to attack Lin Beixuan.

Lin Beixuan's eyes widened as he stared intently at Nuo Ji, who was rushing towards him. Just as she drew near, he took a sudden step forward. "Boom!!"

A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed from within the dark clouds that had somehow gathered in the sky.

Dark, ominous lightning bolts intertwined within the black clouds, occasionally emitting deafening echoes, while simultaneously spreading a chilling aura.

Zigu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at the sky.

Then, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck down from the sky, hitting Nuo Ji, who was under her control.

Both Tian Lei and Nuo Ji are manifestations of authority, and now it is equivalent to a confrontation between two authorities.

At this moment, lingering resentment fights against calamity.

The two-faced Nuo Ji was surrounded by lightning. The terrifying power of the heavenly tribulation almost instantly severed the connection between Nuo Ji and the Goddess Zi Gu. Countless arcs of electricity crackled and flashed, as if chains were binding Nuo Ji's movements.

At that moment, the Sword of Choice was covered in black flames, splitting Nuo Ji in two. The flames burned fiercely until Nuo Ji was completely incinerated, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating into the air.

Seeing this, Zigu Shen's eyes swept over Lin Beixuan: "I underestimated you!"

As she spoke, two branches extended from the giant tree behind Zigu Goddess, lifting her up. The tree trunk, like a giant mouth, tore open in the middle and enveloped her body.

Immediately afterwards, the giant tree grew again, and in an instant it grew into a towering ancient tree, with beautiful purple flowers blooming among its dense branches and leaves.

"call--"

A strong wind blew by, and countless petals fell like rain, swirling in the air like little boats, a dreamlike scene.

Lin Beixuan narrowed his eyes, a strong sense of crisis welling up in his heart.

Unlike the Nuo Ji from before, this crisis lasted longer. The beautiful rain of flowers fell into the soil, and soon, a soft, rustling sound reached Lin Beixuan's ears.

Lin Beixuan realized that each petal contained the lingering regret of a person, telling their past and expressing their remorse for things they had failed to do.

These countless regrets permeated the sky and the earth, and a myriad of emotions rushed into Lin Beixuan's mind like madmen, trying to corrupt his spirit.

At the same time, these lingering remnants also contain the divine power of the Goddess Zigu, which will continuously devour Lin Beixuan's body and soul, and even the divine power he has just transformed into.

"If it were me in the past, I might have been powerless and fallen into despair!" Lin Beixuan looked at the towering ancient tree that Zigu had transformed into and couldn't help but sigh.

but now……

Lin Beixuan set aside the choice, stood with his hands behind his back, and quietly watched the ancient tree grow to its limit, its dense branches and leaves filling the entire sky.

The dark clouds that had been covering the area were torn to pieces by the branches and leaves, and the tribulation lightning was also shattered into pieces. If they could not be reassembled, they would not be able to affect the current state of the Goddess Zigu.

Lin Beixuan channeled his divine power, closed his eyes, and let the black smoke emanating from the killing seal between his brows bury him.

The so-called order of the Ten Gods' control and transformation means that the Destiny can control the Destiny. If they are in a state of balance, then the Destiny cannot fully exert its power, and Lin Beixuan's power will also be controlled.

At this moment, Lin Beixuan voluntarily abandoned the balance between his destinies, and all the divine organs in his body frantically operated, sending divine power to his brow.

In his ethereal destiny, the pale birth chart of astrological deities fell silent, the crimson Vermilion Bird with its broken leg dimmed, indicating a life full of misfortunes, six heads of evil spirits, and a descendant of...

The five major inauspicious fates are extinguished simultaneously, and a continuous stream of power converges into the Seven Killings in the main palace.

The Evil Spirit Lord once said: "The day of Heavenly Tribulation is a day of silence, a day of calamity and disaster."

With the Killing Star in front and the Calamity Lord behind, the Killing Star holds the power of life and death, while the Calamity Lord holds the power of calamity. This indirectly shows that Lin Beixuan has a greater grasp of the power of life and death than the Calamity Lord.

Birth and death are both called reincarnation.

Lin Beixuan broke through to the Human Immortal realm by using the Six Paths of Reincarnation Qi as an aid, which naturally gave him a deeper understanding of life and death.

The moment he slowly raised his head to look at the giant purple cherry tree that the goddess Zigu had transformed into, his body was like a cigarette butt releasing black smoke. A large amount of black smoke rose into the sky and transformed into a dark black robe that fluttered in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Beixuan disappeared from below, and a phantom human figure was outlined, while the black robe was automatically put on his body.

The killing seal flew out from between the phantom's eyebrows, landed on his head, and transformed into a majestic and imposing crown.

As the crown was formed, a very special aura emanated from the phantom.

This aura blends the grimness of calamity with the weight of life and death, as if it could bring all the rules of the world under its control.

Across the vast and desolate earth of the mortal world, wisps of yin energy rose uncontrollably, like boiling lake water, affecting the vital energy of all things around them.

A lonely, wandering spirit suddenly opened its eyes, its previously bewildered gaze now seeming to gain a spark of life, and slowly drifted off in one direction.

Mountains, rivers, wild temples... wherever evil spirits appear, they all seem to sense something and raise their heads to look in one direction.

Their originally empty or carefree mood was instantly filled with an inexplicable pressure.

This pressure appeared suddenly, as if it had placed a shackle on the depths of their souls, adding a restriction.

"This is?"

This familiar feeling caused some powerful and long-lived ghosts and monsters to recall something buried deep in their memories.

It seems that a long time ago, they were just like today. As long as they were in the form of a ghost, they would unconsciously be branded with some kind of mark.

Just as ordinary people may not know how many officials there are in the world, but they know that they have only one monarch.

"That thing, it's back!"

Deep in the jungle, in a dark swamp, a gigantic creature, its body shrouded in an aura of decay, slowly rose from the mud.

Its eyes, glowing with an eerie green light, were wide open, filled with terror, and a low growl came from its throat, as if it were venting the fear hidden in its heart.

In the ruins of an ancient, abandoned house, on the dilapidated two-story attic, a window covered in dust and unopened for who knows how long suddenly opened a crack.

With a creak, the window was pushed open by a slender hand, and a face that looked as if it had been painted with pale white paint peeked out from the dark room.

She leaned against the window, gently waving a paper fan, and softly sang a melodious song, but her eyes remained fixed on one direction, their meaning unclear.

If Lin Beixuan's reconstruction of reincarnation and improvement of the functions of the underworld in Luozhou were to be said, his influence would only extend to the area of ​​Luozhou.

Despite the efforts of the underworld to expand its scope and reorganize its records, few people still know of its existence.

But now, as Lin Beixuan dons the crown, a signal has been added to the minds of the evil spirits and demons in the world.

Their emperor has returned!

(End of this chapter)