Weird, my gaming life

The Golden Horn King's golden pupils, burning with true fire, suddenly contracted.

He saw that in the center of the Six Ding Divine Fire, which was powerful enough to melt away the laws, the figure that should have turned to ashes not only did not disappear, but became clearer and more solid.

The skin that peeled off Lin Yuan's body did not turn into ashes. Instead, the instant it left his body, it was crushed by an invisible black and white energy, turning into the purest energy, which was then absorbed by the body that was being reconstructed.

"I'm asking you a question."

Lin Yuan's voice pierced through the raging flames, no longer hoarse as before, but clear and melodious like the clanging of metal.

He slowly took a step forward.

This step felt like stepping on the very heartbeat of Pingdingshan.

Boom!

The towering Buddha statue, thousands of feet tall, trembled violently with this step. Countless purplish-black rocks tumbled off the "Buddha's head" and crashed into the lava pool below, creating a fire wave hundreds of feet high.

"Refine...refine you!"

King Golden Horn was, after all, a servant boy tending the furnace in the Taiqing Heaven. Although he was shocked by the scene before him, his inherent pride prevented him from backing down.

"I refuse to believe that a human's physical body can withstand the divine fire within this Eight Trigrams Furnace!"

He roared, gripped the banana leaf fan, which was even larger than his body, with both hands, and frantically fanned it at the sea of ​​fire below.

"Wind rises! Fire roars! Burn it! Burn it through!"

call--!

A fierce wind rose from the ground; it was not an ordinary wind, but a "civil and martial fire wind" that could fuel the fire and scatter the soul.

The originally crimson Six Ding Divine Fire, amplified by this wind, instantly turned a ghastly white. The intense heat burned black holes into the surrounding space, completely extinguishing even the light.

However, Lin Yuan, who was at the center of the storm, slowly opened his arms.

His newly formed skin was no longer the color of flesh and blood, but rather possessed a translucent, glass-like texture. Beneath that glass-like surface lay not blood vessels and muscles, but countless black and white interwoven chains of laws, frantically operating and reorganizing.

"The timing is right."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Yuan's lips.

The phantom of the black and white millstone on his chest suddenly reversed.

suck.

It's like a giant whale sucking in water.

The raging, deathly white divine fire, powerful enough to incinerate an entire world, actually formed a massive vortex, continuously pouring into Lin Yuan's mouth and nose.

"This...how is this possible?!"

King Golden Horn's eyes widened, and the banana leaf fan in his hand froze in mid-air.

He watched helplessly as his prized divine fire was swallowed up by that "monster" like water.

The monster even licked its lips, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"The flavor is a bit mild, but it's pure."

Lin Yuan commented softly.

As the last wisp of flame was consumed, the shimmering light emanating from his body became completely stable.

A twenty-two-foot-tall golden body, breaking through the void realm, achieved.

At this moment, he no longer needed to suppress the aura within his body. A vast and abyss-like, heavy and world-shaking pressure erupted from him in all directions.

The higher his realm in this world, the stronger the power that the Dao Fruit of another world releases in this world becomes.

Click.

The Golden Horned King, suspended in mid-air, felt as if an invisible mountain had crashed into his chest.

His golden Taoist robe shattered instantly, and he was thrown away like a kite with a broken string by the shockwave, crashing heavily onto the edge of the "Buddha's head".

"Big brother!"

The Silver Horn King on the other side of the canyon cried out in alarm. He was about to swing his Seven Star Sword to save him when he felt a darkness descend upon him.

A massive golden cudgel, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, hovered three inches between his eyebrows.

"Little monster, what are you looking at?"

Sun Wukong squatted on a nearby boulder, pressing down on his staff with one hand, his golden eyes filled with mockery and violence.

"Your older brother is in dire straits, you'd better worry about yourself first. For example... how can you leave a whole corpse under my old Sun's stick?"

Silver Horn's face was deathly pale, his silver-white eyes fixed on Sun Wukong, the Seven Star Sword in his hand trembling violently, yet he dared not move an inch.

Above, inside the "Buddha's head".

King Golden Horn scrambled to his feet from the pile of rubble in a disheveled state.

His wild, blond hair was mostly singed, and a trickle of golden blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"What a...what a variable!"

King Golden Horn gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Since fire can't kill you, then try this!"

He reached behind his back and untied the golden rope.

Golden Rope.

The belt of Taiqing Heaven, once unleashed, can bind azure dragons and lock up venerable beings.

"go!"

King Golden Horn spat a mouthful of blood onto the rope.

The golden rope instantly came to life, transforming into a golden dragon that circled in the air before ignoring the distance in space and wrapping itself around Lin Yuan's body.

tight.

Extremely tight.

Lin Yuan felt a tightness all over his body. The rope not only constricted his physical body, but it was also like countless steel needles that pierced his soul, trying to lock the operation of the laws within his body.

"Gotcha!"

King Golden Horn was overjoyed, his hands flashing with magical hand seals, "Strangle him! Strangle him into mincemeat!"

However, Lin Yuan, who was tied up, showed no sign of pain on his face.

He looked down at the glittering golden rope binding him, and even reached out and tugged at it.

"A rule-based magic item?"

Lin Yuan shook his head, his tone tinged with pity.

"Within the rules, this is indeed an unsolvable divine object. Unfortunately..."

"I am no longer within your rules."

Lin Yuan suddenly braced himself with both arms.

collapse!

A crisp sound, like a bowstring snapping.

The golden rope, which was said to be able to bind even a true immortal, actually let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain under the brute force of Lin Yuan's crystal golden body.

The golden light on the rope quickly dimmed, and the originally smooth lines began to twist and break.

"How could this be...? That's the belt of the Supreme Heaven of Taiqing..."

Before King Golden Horn could finish speaking, Lin Yuan reached out and, as if tearing a rotten rope, snapped the Golden Rope binding his body.

pat.

The rope, broken into several pieces, fell to the ground and transformed into several dead golden snakes, devoid of any remaining spirit.

"Your performance is over."

Lin Yuan took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, he appeared in front of King Golden Horn.

There was no unnecessary talk, no fancy supernatural powers.

Lin Yuan simply extended one hand, a palm composed entirely of black and white energy, as white as jade, and gently gripped the throat of the Golden Horn King.

"You also want to refine pills, don't you?"

Lin Yuan looked into Jinjiao's golden eyes, which were filled with fear, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Perfect timing. My Black and White Millstone has just opened, and I'm still missing one key ingredient."

"No...don't..."

King Golden Horn struggled desperately, grabbing Lin Yuan's wrists with both hands, trying to pry open that iron-like hand.

The true fire within his body erupted wildly, attempting to scorch Lin Yuan's palm.

But in front of that crystal-golden statue, this temperature wasn't even enough to warm Lin Yuan's hands.

"Bear with it."

Lin Yuan said softly, "It might hurt a little."

Om-!

The black and white millstone in his palm suddenly appeared, completely enveloping the Golden Horn King.

"ah--!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky.

Under the crushing weight of the millstone, the Golden Horn King's body began to disintegrate inch by inch.

There was no bloodshed or carnage.

His body turned into countless golden powders, which were the essence of his metal element cultivated over ten thousand years, as well as his twisted heart that wanted to refine all living beings.

"Big brother!!!"

Hearing the screams, Silver Horn below was thrown into disarray.

"Hey, you still have time to shout?"

Sun Wukong sneered and slammed his golden cudgel down without mercy.

"Why don't you go and keep your older brother company?"

boom!

Although Silver Horn was protected by the Seven Star Sword, he was no match for this thunderous strike when his mind was clouded.

The man and his sword were smashed deep into the ground.

"You idiot! Get to work!"

Sun Wukong shouted into the distance.

"Coming right up!"

Pigsy, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, let out an excited roar.

His massive body, like a heavy tank, thundered towards us.

He ignored the silver horn that had been smashed into the ground, and instead looked up at the golden horn king that was being "refined" by Lin Yuan in mid-air.

The golden powder that fell from the millstone was an unparalleled delicacy to Pigsy at this moment.

"suck--"

Pigsy opened his mouth wide and inhaled sharply.

The golden powder, like a whale sucking in water, all fell into his bottomless belly.

"belch……"

Pigsy let out a burp, and a faint golden light shone through his originally bluish-black skin.

midair.

Lin Yuan stopped what he was doing.

The Golden Horned King has completely disappeared.

In Lin Yuan's palm lay a pill the size of a longan.

This elixir is entirely golden-red, with intricate patterns flowing across its surface, emanating a terrifying medicinal power capable of instantly elevating mortals to immortality.

This is the essence of King Golden Horn's life.

"The alchemy techniques of the Taiqing lineage are indeed quite sophisticated."

Lin Yuan pinched the pill between two fingers, feeling the power of the rules contained within it.

"Unfortunately, he got himself involved in the process."

Without hesitation, he threw the pill into his mouth.

bang.

The elixir shattered.

A massive surge of heat instantly washed over his limbs and bones, completely stabilizing his newly broken-through realm.

The light from his golden body receded into his body, making him appear as if he had returned to his original simplicity, without any trace of aura, just like an ordinary mortal scholar.

But if anyone dares to look directly into his eyes, they will find that deep within his pupils are reflected two slowly rotating worlds.

"it's over."

Lin Yuan murmured to himself, his gaze fixed on the distant east.

There, in the direction of the Western Sacred Mountain.

He seemed to sense a pair of compassionate eyes watching over him silently across the endless void.

"Buddha, this pill tastes quite good."

Lin Yuan raised his empty wine glass slightly in that direction, as if to acknowledge it, or perhaps to provoke it.

Rumbling--

Without the support of the Golden Horn King, this "flat-topped mountain" forcibly formed by the laws of nature finally began to collapse.

The enormous "Buddha head" cracked open, turning into countless pebbles that rolled down.

The magma pool boiled, swallowing up all traces.

"Master, let's go."

Sun Wukong put away his golden cudgel and jumped back to Xuanzang's side.

"Those two monsters have been dealt with, the mountain has collapsed, and the road is open now."

Xuanzang glanced at the collapsing mountain, then at Lin Yuan who was slowly descending from the sky, clasped his hands together, and whispered a Buddhist chant.

He did not ask about the fate of the two boys.

Because on this road, there is only one outcome.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Or, it goes into a pig's stomach.

Pigsy was lying on the edge of the crater that Silver Horn had smashed, sticking out his long tongue and licking something in the crater.

A moment later, he raised his head, chewing on half of the broken Seven Star Sword, and spat out a disgusted look.

"This sword... it tastes too rusty, it'll get stuck in your teeth."

He casually tossed aside the remains of the sword that had once slain demons, patted his stomach, and swayed back to the group.

Sha Wujing silently picked up the load, trying his best not to look at the disappearing "Buddha head" in the distance.

The group set off again.

The sandstorms continue.

This time, however, the heavy feeling that weighed on everyone's hearts seemed to have lessened somewhat.

Lin Yuan walked at the very front.

His pace remained unhurried, but each step he took was more steady than before.

Breaking through the Void Realm.

This is more than just an improvement in one's level.

This means that he has once again integrated into this world to some extent. In the Xuan Realm, the Dao Fruit of the World has actually been scattered. Taiqing Heaven has merged with the Dao and returned to the world, Yuqing Heaven's whereabouts are unknown, and Shangqing Heaven has become his external advantage.

What he needs to do now is to replace it with the Dao Fruit of another world and become the new Supreme Heaven. As long as this world has one more Dao Fruit, then by combining the power of the two worlds, it will be possible for the world to break through again and fight against the demon gods in the chaos.

Lin Yuan squinted, looking at the mountain range shrouded in dark clouds in front of him.

There, he sensed an extremely violent aura that did not belong to this world.

That is……

fire.

It is a fire that is more violent and filled with a destructive desire than the Six Ding Divine Fire.

"Is it Red Boy or the Bull Demon King?"

A slight smile appeared on Lin Yuan's lips.

"Perfect timing, I just ate a golden pill, and I'm just missing someone to light a cigarette."

Meanwhile, just as Lin Yuan and the others were preparing to enter the second half of their journey to the West.

The reality of the bizarre game world has undergone the biggest upheaval in history.

Wang Hao did not enter the game that day. The strange game world had now gotten back on track, and the players were no longer as flustered as they had been at the beginning.

Although the players were divided into two factions, they had more time to interact and understood each other's territories, so they no longer started fighting as soon as they met.

He was invited to participate in the offline martial arts alliance today. As the number one guild in the game and also the number one player, his cultivation has now reached the Innate Realm. With such strength, he can be fearless in reality as long as it is not a weapon of destruction.

So in the game, he and a few expert players discussed that it was time to build a real-world Demon Suppression Bureau.

The reality now is extremely bizarre. The country is still the same country, but the government seems to have collectively fallen silent. Despite the fact that many players of the "Master of Deception" have organized large-scale community activities, the government, whether it is the military or the high-ranking officials, seems to have not seen it and is still desperately suppressing all abnormal deaths.

This caused the martial arts players to collectively feel a strange sense of crisis, because this inaction meant something: that the country had already cooperated with the Ghost Masters.

And they, the martial artists, might be the ones who are abandoned.

Wang Hao put on his best suit, glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky, and realized that his mood wasn't as good as he'd hoped. Although he could now basically avoid eating beef in real life, but...

"It hasn't been sunny for over a month now!"

Wang Hao looked up at the sky, which seemed to have lost its sun, frowned slightly, and then his figure quickly disappeared from the spot.