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Chapter 471 Backhand
The Yaksha's figure moved through the cold, desolate fragments of space like a white lightning bolt.

His goal was clear—the enormous wreckage of the [Causal Fortress] floating in the void!

Or rather, it's one of the Eight Extremes Furnaces...

Yaksha's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and rushed toward the core area of ​​the wreckage.

He quickly found his target amidst the twisted metal and broken energy pipes.

At the center of a metal construct, roughly the height of a person and exhibiting a complex polygonal structure, was a palm-sized core, its surface adorned with patterns symbolizing the eight activities of mantra…

This is the [Eight Extremes Furnace]!
The vessel used by Deus to contain and transform the power of faith of seven trillion souls!
At this moment, due to the collapse of the fortress, the power of the mantra inside the furnace core had long since dissipated, leaving only a pure and solid "empty shell".

But it's precisely because it's empty that it's perfect!

Yaksha reached out and touched the cold metal shell of the [Eight Extremes Furnace].

"bring it on!"

He let out a low shout, mobilizing the remaining power of his mantras to pull the heavy core out of the ruins.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yaksha took the [Eight Extremes Furnace] and returned to Asura's side.

Looking at Ashura's broken and lifeless body, Yaksha took a deep breath and carefully placed the [Eight Extremes Furnace] on Ashura's empty chest.

This is where the heart should be beating.

"Asura! Wake up!"

Yaksha tried to call out, while attempting to guide the purest and most intense rage belonging to Asura!
He could feel that the anger was like an inextinguishable flame, still burning in the void even after its master's "death," searching for a vessel that could spread like wildfire!
"Use this! Use it to bear your rage! For Misra! For all those who have perished! Wake up, Asura!"

The Yaksha roared, pouring his own mantra power into it, trying to ignite that last spark.

however……

The Eight Extremes Furnace lay there quietly, its runes flickering slightly, but without any further reaction.

Ashura's body remained cold and lifeless.

That undying anger, though immense, was like a rootless duckweed, unable to connect with this new core.

Yaksha froze, a trace of despair creeping back into his heart.

Even the Eight Extremes Furnace... isn't working...?

……

at the same time.

Beyond the distant Milky Way, in the endless depths of the starry sea.

The Wheel King, who occupies Zhang Qi's body and is bathed in holy golden light, is looking down at everything that just happened.

A sneer, undisguised, curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Ha, you foolish ants."

The voice of the Wheel King rang out, carrying a condescending mockery.

"You think you can defeat me with just some broken stove?"

Anger? It's merely one aspect of the power of truth..."

King Yama shook his head, no longer paying attention to that shattered star field.

For Him, the fates of the Yakshas and Asuras were already sealed, leaving no room for doubt.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Misra's face, which was trembling with fear.

"However, your existence is still somewhat useful."

"Use your power, the power of this last priestess, as a sacrifice to usher in a new era!"

The Wheel King spoke coldly from his golden eyes.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Misra by the neck!
The enormous, intricate halo behind him, resembling the ultimate map of the universe, suddenly accelerated its rotation!
Om-! ! !
Unimaginable power erupted from King Yama!
Centered on Him, it was as if all the stars in the universe were summoned!
Countless dazzling nebulae were drawn by an invisible force, transforming into billions of streams of light that converged toward Him as if on a pilgrimage!

Space is distorted, time is blurred!
The Milky Way reverses its course, light and darkness flow backward!

The Wheel King intends to use this supreme power to thoroughly cleanse this old universe, which is full of "flaws".

Then, according to His will, He will create a new world of absolute order and absolute perfection, in which all living beings will be bathed in His glory and eternally devoted to Him!

He wants to become the one and only true God!
however--

Right at this critical juncture of creation and destruction!
Just a moment before that immense power, capable of defining reality and erasing cause and effect, was about to erupt completely!

King Yama's movements suddenly froze!

His fanatical smile froze instantly, and a look of astonishment and disbelief flashed in his golden eyes.

Something is wrong!
Something... is stopping Him!
This resistance did not come from the outside, but rather from... the inside of this body!

It's... Zhang Qi?!

That human being who has been completely "assimilated" by Him, whose very existence should be erased?!

How can this be? !
King Yama's mind and spirit trembled violently!
He could clearly sense a tenacious, unwavering, and even mocking will awakening deep within His soul, and... beginning to vie for control of this body and the gathering cosmic power!
"You bastard! You're still alive?!"

King Yama was filled with shock and rage.

He cannot understand!
Although Zhang Qi had a similar status to him, their levels were vastly different!

By what right?! By what right can this insignificant human will still exist?! By what right can it still rebel against Him?!
He tried to concentrate his mind, to completely crush Zhang Qi's remaining will, and to utterly annihilate this ignorant ant! But it was too late!
The immense power that had gathered, enough to reshape the universe, was now like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins and was beginning to get out of control!
No! It's not out of control!

It was... led by another will... to destruction! Pure, utter, and annihilating destruction!

"What do you want to do?!"

King Yama finally realized Zhang Qi's purpose, and for the first time, his arrogance and indifference were replaced by fear!

This madman! He wants to drag me down with him?!
"Stop! Stop it!"

King Chakravartin was somewhat flustered. For the first time, he tried to communicate in an almost equal tone.

"Human...no...Zhang Qi! Do you know what you're doing?!"

This is the power to create everything! We can redefine the universe! We can become eternal!

Why choose destruction for something so meaningless?!

"Don't you yearn to be a god?! To rule over everything, to define everything! What do the lives and deaths of those ants have to do with you?! Their dignity? Their freedom? That's nothing but a lie for the weak to comfort themselves!"

The Wheel King's voice was no longer as arrogant as before.

He couldn't understand, he really couldn't understand!

How could anyone reject such power, reject eternal life, and instead choose to perish together with those fleeting, insignificant creatures?!
at this time.

A blurry, almost transparent phantom slowly emerged from the body of King Yama.

The phantom's face was none other than Zhang Qi.

You'll never understand.

"Power? Immortality? Those have never been things I pursue."

"What I want is to give back what you and beings like you have taken away from them."

"dignity."

"free."

"And... the right to choose one's own destiny!"

"These things may be worthless in your eyes, but to me, they are more important than your entire universe!"

Zhang Qi's gaze seemed to pierce through endless time and space, looking at that shattered star field, at Yaksha, at the unconscious Misra, and at those lives that had once existed and struggled.

"You're a madman! You're a complete and utter madman!!"

King Yama was utterly enraged!

He felt he had been insulted like never before!
How dare a mere human being lecture Him in such a compassionate tone?!

He is the Wheel-Turning King! The Creator of the Universe! The embodiment of order and destiny!

"For those insects... for those worthless creatures who need divine intervention to even look up at the stars... you're actually going to give up all of this?! Give up the chance to become 'me'?!"

The Wheel King's voice was filled with incredulous rage, for this was simply too foolish.

How could those ant-like lives be compared to his greatness?
It was as if the out-of-control cosmic power was about to erupt completely, dragging everything into the abyss of destruction.

Seeing that Zhang Qi's will was as unshakable as a rock.

A resolute ruthlessness flashed in King Yama's eyes!

perish together?

Do not!
He absolutely will not allow it!
He is the supreme Wheel-Turning King, and He will create His own perfect universe! How could He possibly vanish into nothingness with such a madman?!

"Since you're so determined to die..."

"Then I will make it happen for you!"

"You want to drag me down with you? Dream on!"

King Yama gritted his teeth, his golden eyes blazing with murderous intent.

The next moment, King Yama let out a roar that was a mixture of pain and rage!

He suddenly mobilized all his divine soul power, no longer trying to suppress or assimilate Zhang Qi's will, but instead... severing it!
He forcefully separated the part of his soul and power that was entangled with Zhang Qi's will, along with a portion of the [Heavenly Wheel Saint King] status and power, from his main body!
Swish——!!!
An invisible layer, as if slicing through with a sharp blade!
The golden, sacred light trembled and tore violently!
The light emanating from King Yama dimmed considerably in an instant, and his aura became extremely chaotic, clearly indicating that he had paid a heavy price!

This kind of severance at the soul level is an unbearable blow, even for an existence like Him!

But He succeeded!
He completely severed Zhang Qi's damned will, along with that part of his "contaminated" power, like throwing away garbage!
Although this severely damaged his vital energy, and even made his position as the [Heavenly Wheel Saint King] unstable, at least... he survived! He preserved his core power!
It's better than being destroyed together!
Watching the Wheel King's resolute determination to separate himself from the body even at the cost of self-harm.

The illusory image of Zhang Qi, which was about to dissipate, revealed a relieved, even somewhat... triumphant, smile on its face.

"Ha ha……"

"As expected... someone like you will always put your own existence first."

Sacrifice? Dedication? And... love...

You'll never learn this, and you'll never understand it.

"And what I've been waiting for..."

“This is the moment!”

(End of this chapter)