The End of Dharma 40K: My Evil God Wife Feeds Me to Prove My Emperorship

Let's go back to what we were doing just now.

The bronze pipe ruptured, and the foul odor was aroused and ejected by spiritual energy.

Wang Chen watched as the dark green, high-pressure fumes sprayed all over his left side, and the sounds in his mind became chaotic and disordered.

It was a continuous whisper, the information incoherent and the meaning unclear; only a few concepts could be barely discerned.

[Kill Li Mingyu.]

Kill him, and you will be completely blessed with divine favor.

Kill him, and you will become a high-level powerhouse, able to reverse everything!

"Ugh... Ah..."

Wang Chen roared in agony, feeling his mind gradually slipping away.

In the deep green fog.

He stared wide-eyed as he watched his left side grow hair, rot, ooze pus, swell, and deform little by little, a deep, bone-chilling pain shooting straight to his head.

"I...I have a destiny...I won't fall here..."

He gritted his teeth and looked at the scarlet copper pen in his hand.

"This is a matter of destiny; we must use this move."

Then, Wang Chen unscrewed the copper pen and infused it with a little spiritual energy.

The copper pen trembled violently, and blood flowed continuously from it.

Blood gushed out like a waterfall, seemingly drawn from nowhere to cover his mutated left side.

What follows is a frenzied will that invades the brain.

Wang Chen felt as if his mind was about to be shattered, and his consciousness was being squeezed down to the last shred.

"I will definitely... win!"

Even with his desperate resistance to the chaos, Wang Chen's mind remained in a state of disarray, and in his despair, memories of the past surged back.

He thought of his inseparable childhood sweetheart, his brothers and friends who had known and accompanied him, and his notorious, strict father.

He loves it all, he believes in it all, and he cherishes this initial aspiration and beauty with utmost care.

"I... have already endured so much."

The intense pain caused a sudden shift in the memory.

His childhood sweetheart, whom he was about to marry, suddenly changed her mind and abandoned him without a word, severing their old relationship, all because she wanted to curry favor with a sect and fulfill her parents' wishes...

It was when a close friend of many years suddenly turned against him, not hesitating to mock and ridicule him, simply because he had been showered with honors since childhood and came from a wealthy family, but upon reaching adulthood, he was destined to become just another ordinary person...

That was his father, a man of worldly wisdom and high reputation, deeply disappointed in him, harshly admonishing him: "Chen'er, don't always worry too much. In this society, people only respect the strong; no one cares about the weak..."

"Everything...weakness is the original sin!"

Wang Chen roared inwardly, fighting against the chaotic will in his mind and stabilizing the last bit of his sanity.

"Father, you're wrong. I will soon become strong. I will no longer need anyone's protection, and none of you will be able to control my life!"

The scenes in my memory are falling apart.

That was a letter written to him by his childhood sweetheart who had become a concubine to a disciple of the sect. The writing in the letter was stiff and completely different from before, severing all past affection...

Those were the disdain and ridicule from his successful friends who saw him as someone with a winning hand but who had faded into obscurity. Their gossip, though seemingly casual, was sharp and piercing, destroying all his kindness and hesitation...

That was a rare sight—the discipline of the strong that my busy father repeatedly emphasized: humility and patience, ruthlessness, the uselessness of emotion, the supremacy of strength, and that being a power-hungry animal was enough…

These moments were unforgettable for him.

At that time, he realized one thing:

In this world, if you are powerful enough, you can solve all problems!

As long as it makes me stronger, I'm willing to lose myself!

"Now, the opportunity that has been bestowed upon me by fate is right before me. Even if you were my best brother in the past, I must consider whether this might be the only chance I have in my life."

Wang Chen covered his head, his frantic will gradually subsiding. His previously suppressed consciousness gradually expanded from a wisp to a whole, quickly taking over his entire mind.

His left side underwent a complete transformation, turning into a muscular, green-haired monster, but his eyes regained their clarity.

"Kill Li Mingyu, and fulfill the mandate of heaven!"

This was his only thought at that moment.

"Bang."

A loud bang rang in his ears, and he felt a hammer slam into his right cheek.

However, since I am no longer in human form, I can easily endure this level of physical pain.

"It wasn't my fault..."

He slowly turned around, revealing his alienated side to one of his few close friends—Li Mingyu.

Under Li Mingyu's astonished gaze, he suddenly sprang up without hesitation, bursting out of the green mist, pouring all his strength and all his beliefs into a decisive claw strike.

……

Unable to dodge in time, Li Mingyu had no choice but to raise his left arm to meet the claw head-on.

The spiritual energy of the three realms of awakening is concentrated in the left arm.

"Sizzle."

A sharp pain shot through my left arm.

Using the momentum of the impact, Li Mingyu retreated, no longer clashing with Wang Chen, and turned to run out of the warehouse.

He was secretly relieved that he was at the third level of the Spirit Awakening Realm, otherwise he might have been doomed here.

The first to fifth stages of the Awakening Realm are preparatory stages before the Qi Refining Stage, during which one can only circulate meager spiritual energy.

In terms of the level of spiritual energy circulation, the first stage of spiritual awakening is when a faint spiritual energy is initially manifested, the second stage of spiritual awakening is when spiritual energy flows freely, and the third stage of spiritual awakening is when spiritual energy covers the entire body.

Just now, with the activation of [Possession], Li Mingyu's cultivation level instantly rose from the second stage of the Awakening Realm to the third stage. In that split second when he had no chance to dodge, spiritual energy covered his entire body, successfully blocking Wang Chen's strange claw attack.

A direct confrontation would be too costly, so he planned to retreat outside the warehouse and try to use external aids to deal with the mutated Wang Chen.

At this moment, although Wei Kun was possessing Li Mingyu's body, he could clearly feel the intense pain coming from his own left arm.

By the moonlight, while he was one with Li Mingyu, he looked at Li Mingyu's bloody and mangled arm, which was still covered with sticky, dark green pus.

He felt a sudden chill sweep over his entire body, his skin itched as if something tiny was wriggling beneath it, his facial features seemed to be dislocated and distorted, and inexplicable murmurs came intermittently to his ears, accompanied by high-frequency hissing sounds hitting his head.

He felt a sticky, foul-smelling liquid blocking his throat; he was going crazy, he couldn't understand:

"Dude... why do I, a spirit, still have real tactile sensations? I can't take it anymore, I feel like I've lost my left hand, and there are worms wriggling under my skin!"

As Li Mingyu ran out at full speed, he felt a burning, tearing pain in his left arm. At the same time, he circulated his spiritual energy, which was at the third level of the Qi Awakening Realm, and gathered it in his left arm, forcing out some dark green pus. His brows furrowed deeply.

"Old Wei, what's going on? I didn't sense any of the bugs you mentioned."

Wei Kun wailed in agony, "I... can't take it anymore, Little Li..."

Wei Kun's feelings are different from mine.

Li Mingyu speculated that Wang Chen's attacks in his mutated state might have some contamination effects.

Although the injury to his left arm was only physical and did not affect his mental state, Wei Kun's mental condition was not optimistic.

Li Mingyu: "Old Wei, go back to the Immortal Scripture Space and rest. I can handle the rest."

After the possession was dispelled, Wei Kun returned to the Immortal Scripture Space and slowly recovered.

Li Mingyu's cultivation level has returned to the second stage of the Enlightenment Realm.

He ran straight to the factory's production area.

The production area was where he had been working as a mechanical apprentice during the day. To be precise, Wei Kun was doing all the apprentice work for him, but that didn't prevent Li Mingyu from becoming more familiar with the production area.

He looked back at Wang Chen and found that Wang Chen was staggering and moving slowly, having fallen behind him.

"After Wang Chen's transformation, he's running so slowly."

Li Mingyu felt that he had discovered Wang Chen's key weakness and had a plan in mind.

He touched the bronze forklift key in his pocket and sped off toward the production area.

……

Wang Chen was surprised that Li Mingyu had taken his claw attack, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Just now, Li Mingyu's spiritual energy instantly covered his entire body, which was clearly the third stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm.

How could this happen?

He had never heard of a cultivator being able to break through to a higher realm instantly during battle.

This is too frivolous.

He had only mutated half of his body, so his steps were uncoordinated and his movements were slow. However, Li Mingyu used spiritual energy to enhance his entire body, making him move at lightning speed. He disappeared from sight in just a few breaths.

"Mingyu, you can't run...you can't escape."

Wang Chen tried his best to maintain his sanity, but after only a few steps, his frantic will once again disturbed his mind and oppressed his mind.

"Only by fulfilling His destiny... can one truly gain His attention and be granted true power."

He knew that being blessed with destiny often came with a price and a curse, but he did not expect that he would be unable to bear the increasingly severe negative impact before he had even fulfilled his destiny.

Can reality really change because of people's subjective will?

He felt he had done his best, but his ideal goal seemed to be getting further and further away.

He dragged his heavy, numb body out of the warehouse.

Under the dark green moonlight, his face was clearly divided into two halves: one half was rugged and covered in green hair, its pupils already gray. The other half had smooth skin, still retaining its heroic spirit, but its eyes were red-rimmed, with tears welling up in the corners.

"Mingyu..."

The whisper echoed repeatedly in his mind, completely invading his consciousness and blocking his hearing.

He stood frozen in front of the warehouse entrance, feeling as if something was rapidly approaching him.

Turn around.

The first thing he saw was a bronze forklift approaching him, its forked forks raised high and hurtling toward him at an extremely fast speed.

He saw the familiar figure sitting in the driver's seat—Li Mingyu. In a daze, just as he was about to open his mouth, he felt a sharp, numb pain in his waist.

As his gaze shifted, he realized he had been slammed against the wall by a tremendous force, severed in half, with dark green pus mixed with blood splattering everywhere.

He couldn't speak, and before his consciousness faded, he shed a single, cloudy tear.

Wang Chen is dead.