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Chapter 482 Splitting the Mountain to Save Yang Jian (24)

This is the future.

Bosch can confirm this.

Central Tower.

Jinzuo Center.

These are all iconic buildings.

But at this moment, they are all burning with hellish flames.

Flames shot into the sky.

One by one, the ghost slaves wandered through the city, emitting mournful screams.

Wherever Zhuang Boshi stood, everything he looked was a hellish landscape, teeming with vengeful spirits, as if he had entered the deepest abyss.

He took a deep breath, but inhaled a scorching, foul odor—an environment where ordinary people could hardly survive.

This is the Avici Hell.

It is also the human world.

But the Earth is beyond saving.

Even if those Chaos Demons from the Warhammer universe came over, all they could say was, "Good heavens."

When the Blood Cross, capable of sealing time and space, was held back in the past by the other gods, Chu Xuan pushed himself into the future.

This future moment has finally come when the lockdown is lifted.

Zhuang Boshi flew forward and saw the huge factory that had been burned to a skeleton, and the surrounding area began to tremble.

A giant fire serpent crawled past him, but upon closer inspection, it was merely a mass of hundreds of thousands of twisted corpses intertwined, their scales resembling faces burning in flames, emitting agonizing howls, and green flames spreading and expanding across their bodies.

Zhuang Boshi floated in the sky, and all the ghost faces stared at him at the same time, letting out shrill screams, flames bursting out from their features.

Zhuang Boshi didn't tolerate them either. A beam of light tore apart the fiery serpent, shattering it into its most primitive molecules.

The green flame looks familiar.

It was Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisp.

Moreover, this giant serpent possesses at least five types of ghostly fire, along with hundreds of thousands of ghostly slaves, all pieced together to form a terrifying and vengeful ghost.

There are many such aggregates of vengeful spirits in the city.

His divine eyesight was extremely far-reaching, instantly allowing him to see everything hundreds or even thousands of kilometers away.

This is the Great Sea City, a city devoid of any living people, now a paradise for vengeful ghosts.

And that terrifying, vengeful ghost.

scapegoat.

A scapegoat who has fully recovered.

Wandering through the city, it seemed to be searching for something.

At a glance, one can see tens of thousands of vengeful ghosts wandering around. These ghosts fight, cut, and merge with each other, while some of the more powerful ones live in deeper levels of the ghost realm.

Today, the ghost realm and the real world are intertwined, and it is no longer possible to clearly distinguish the boundaries of the ghost realm.

That terrifying underworld has invaded the real world, with vast amounts of hell covering the Earth's surface.

As Zhuang Boshi continued to rise, he saw the Himalayas, which had become a hellish mountain of knives, where countless dead slaves were still repeating the process of being dismembered and broken on the mountain of knives, falling down and then climbing back up.

He also saw New York covered by countless blood mirrors, which had become a world of mirrors. There seemed to be living people in them, but one after another of the ghostly mirrors trapped them forever.

He also saw Siberia, frozen and encased in ice, with its lush green ice still spreading.

An endless mountain of graves.

A cruise ship teeming with terrifying ghosts.

A haunted apartment building that covers the city.

The vengeful spirits have divided the land into numerous territories.

In the blink of an eye, Bosch Zhuang had risen above the stratosphere.

He looked down and saw that the Earth before him was no longer that blue planet.

The sea turned blood red, with countless mountains of corpses and flesh churning within it, and countless vengeful ghosts floating and sinking in it.

The ultimate sea of ​​blood, formed by the fusion of the Ghost Lake, Ghost Blood, and other vengeful spirits, even made him feel a pang of fear.

In an instant, dozens, even hundreds, of terrifying supernatural forces attacked him. Runes lit up on his body, but they were all destroyed one by one.

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

The curse still clung to him.

But as the bronze gears turned, the murderous curse was quickly adapted to.

He had also traveled almost the entire world but had not found Yang Jian.

It's just a vengeful ghost.

Large and small, countless vengeful ghosts have taken over this world.

As each of the golden safe houses failed, humanity became extinct.

Giant vengeful spirits roam the mountains, and terrifying flesh-and-blood monsters dwell in the sea. Mountains and rivers have become vengeful spirits, buildings have become vengeful spirits, and the sea has become vengeful spirits.

Even the planet itself is about to transform into a gigantic vengeful ghost.

At that moment, Zhuang Boshi felt a surge of malice creep down his spine.

He looked up abruptly and saw an enormous eye floating in the universe.

No, those aren't eyes.

That's the moon.

A crack appeared in the moon, and a crimson gaze shone through it.

"Ghost eyes!"

He followed the terrifying eyeball and saw a giant mountain stretching across the moon.
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"finally found you."

"You've finally arrived."

Yang Jian, with only his head visible beneath the giant mountain, spoke to him.

Zhuang Boshi's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but joke, "Yang Jian, you're pretty good at cosplaying Sun Wukong."

Yang Jian, with only half his head remaining, slightly raised it: "I'm dying." "I can see that." Zhuang Boshi wanted to touch the giant mountain.

But the mountain generated a tremendous repulsive force, which pushed his hand away.

Yang Jian's body continued to crack and break apart.

"Don't touch it."

"Otherwise, I'll die even faster."

Yang Jian calmly said, "I can't escape its control. Every time I struggle, it penetrates deeper into my body and takes away a part of my existence. Now I'm even about to lose my Ghost Eye."

Yang Jian was calm, seemingly no longer concerned about his own life or death.

"Now that you've disrupted history and arrived in the future, this is the best opportunity if you want to know its secrets."

A bronze gear appeared in Zhuang Boshi's eyes. He shook his head and said, "No, I already know who he is. Besides, I'm about to face him. His specific identity is no longer important."

"Yang Jian, more than anything, I want to know who you are?"

Yang Jian remained silent, then raised his head again.

Zhuang Boshi asked, "Are you just a simple supernatural creation?"

"Is it a lucky god?"

“I used to think that way, but after meeting Jehovah, Xuanzang and the Celestial Master in the past, I no longer think that way.”

"Humans are very fragile."

"Especially for humans who have lost their six souls and are left with only three souls, once they die, their consciousness will immediately dissipate."

"The supernatural beings use vengeful spirits to prolong their consciousness, but even that cannot withstand the erosion of the supernatural."

"But why would a supernatural being like you, who wields the power of ghosts and gods, always stand on the side of humanity?"

"I even discovered that a certain being began shaping gods to control vengeful spirits long ago."

"Jehovah is, Zhang Daoling is, Xuanzang is, and you are too."

"Chu Xuan told me that the vengeful ghost had corrupted the Heavenly Dao of this world, which is why it was able to achieve saint-level abilities such as time travel and infinite invasion with a piece of dark rune."

"Does that mean that the Way of Heaven also has its own will?"

"Just like you, why were you so hostile to us in the very first cycle of reincarnation?"

"If it were a human consciousness, it would never recklessly attack a strange group; it would probe and try every means to divide and disintegrate them."

"I'm afraid it's not just about eliminating all invaders."

The answer lies in the riddle itself.

Zhuang Boshi looked intently at Yang Jian.

"You are the agent of the Way of Heaven."

Yang Jian slowly raised his head: "I am not on the side of humanity."

"I am fighting for the world against all outsiders."

“Thousands of years ago, it invaded this world. At that time, the core of the world had no consciousness of its own, so it was shattered without any resistance.”

"But it could also be a coincidence, or it could be its deliberate indulgence."

"The fragments, however, have penetrated deeply into its essence, dragging it into its descent."

"Later it awoke, but unexpectedly dismembered itself, and a vengeful ghost was born on its body."

"The vengeful ghosts kept killing people, and they were also constantly controlled by people. In the process, the fragments of the Heavenly Dao were gradually influenced by human consciousness."

"Self-awareness emerged."

“That’s you,” Zhuang Boshi said.

“I am Jehovah.”

"He was also Xuanzang."

"I am also Zhang Daoling."

"It's also Yang Jian."

“Every struggle for survival is me.”

Zhuang Boshi sighed deeply.

Indeed, without the support of the world's will, how can mortals dominate the supernatural?

"Now that the spirits and deities have been sealed off, will you be able to get out safely?"

Yang Jian said expressionlessly, "Do you think I can?"

"I have a way to help you get out, don't resist me." Zhuang Boshi transformed into a black rune and landed on Yang Jian.

In that instant, he felt immense pressure, and his True Essence Divine Eye, which he had been suppressing, became almost completely ineffective.

But in their eyes, the gears meshed.

He wasn't just chatting just now.

They were also getting used to the terrifying suppression of the giant mountain on Yang Jian's body.

He was right.

The giant mountain on Yang Jian's body is a terrifying supernatural entity that exists in the past and future, comparable to the methods of a saint, and he can only barely adapt to it.

They only bought him one second.

But this one second is enough.

Yang Jian broke free of the arm and pulled the nail out of his forehead.

The demon eye burst forth with a brilliant red light.

The giant mountain began to tremble continuously.

Finally, the giant mountain shattered, and a blood-red figure soared into the air.

"Possession, that's interesting." Yang Jian looked at him calmly.

Thank you.

"It's time for the final battle."

(End of this chapter)