I'm a magnetic field madman

Killing one's closest and dearest, abandoning cherished possessions, feeding the giant shark within one's heart. Yes, Xu Ziling knew, he knew perfectly well!

He even understood that Kou Zhong at that time only had two choices—to kill Wei Zhenzhen, or to kill him.

Ironically, Kou Zhong's greatest advantage in cultivating the Heavenly Martial Killing Path lies in the fact that he devotes too little emotion to a particular area, yet it is all too concentrated.

He and Xu Ziling were orphans who depended on each other for survival, and the only person who ever cared for them was Wei Zhenzhen... Therefore, the people Kou Zhong felt the deepest affection for were actually only the two of them.

As for Bai Wujie, even though he was their master, his character meant he was unlikely to have a deep relationship with Kou Zhong.

From the moment he learned the Heavenly Martial Killing Path, Bai Wujie clearly told him the destiny of the Magnetic Field Martial Gods.

Their mutual slaughter and battles are inevitable, and even though they are master and disciple, perhaps one day they will face each other in life and death.

Kou Zhong understood this point, which is why he respected Bai Wujie but would not use Bai Wujie as bait to feed the giant shark.

His respect for his master would not surpass the sense of accomplishment he felt from defeating Bai Wujie, which he considered his ultimate goal. Being prepared would prevent him from investing too much emotion... Therefore, Bai Wujie might be qualified as bait, but he would not do so.

Kou Zhong simply ended up on this destined path...

Faced with the choice between maintaining the bonds and emotions in his heart and severing these paths to invincibility, he chose the latter.

Bai Wujie never forced him; Kou Zhong simply made his own choices.

The coincidences that Wei Zhenzhen brought about were not within Bai Wujie's control.

But undeniably, he was very interested in such changes.

Even though it was a pity that the little woman who made delicious steamed buns died, Bai Wujie could only lament the vicissitudes of fate.

"Wei Zhenzhen's death changed the fates of both you and Kou Zhong," Bai Wujie said with a smile.

"You were all destined for misfortune, born of a star of power, but Wei Zhenzhen's death changed your fate. And now, even I can no longer see through your destiny with the Imperial Book of Shocking the World."

"Master, is fate necessarily predetermined? Are all our choices and decisions simply 'preordained'?" Xu Ziling whispered sadly.

"Damn it! What's the point of asking me this? I don't even know where the end of the universe is, how would I know this?" Bai Wujie sneered.

"I'm not some charlatan who specializes in studying the Imperial Supreme Manual! But I don't care about any of that. Fate? To hell with it! The decisions I make are my own, not some kind of destiny!"

His "playing" with Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong was merely a way to see what altering one's fate was all about—a game for amusement and amusement. But Bai Wujie undoubtedly held fate itself in utter contempt!

Perhaps fate and destiny do have their influence, but if fate is insurmountable, then trying to change it will only lead to humiliation. If it can be changed, then damn it, why bother caring?

"Regret is the most foolish thing in the world, bar none; believing in fate is the second most foolish thing... and you, you nagging thing, are the third most foolish thing, having committed one of the two most foolish things in the world!"

Faced with Bai Wujie's merciless scolding, Xu Ziling smiled bitterly, but his mood relaxed a little.

Bai Wujie was right. It is indeed foolish to regret and make choices in the face of unchangeable facts.

His karmic connection with Kou Zhong meant that this matter couldn't be resolved by mere nagging.

He had to set an example, he had to take a stand... The war with his former closest brother was perhaps inevitable.

"I understand, Master. I will stop him... even if many people will die, it is what I must do!"

"This future world may not have room for my brothers!"

"Hey, that's more like it," Bai Wujie laughed, as if he could already see the interesting brotherly battle in the future.

It's a pity that he couldn't see such an interesting scene with his own eyes.

After all, he is about to leave this world.

Yang Guang was given a month, which also gave himself a month to consolidate his rapidly rising power. Now, everything is almost ready.

Damn it, this is going to be the climax!

59. Battle! The Demon King Yang Guang

Daming Palace in Chang'an

Yang Guang gently stroked the dark birch tree in front of him, closed his eyes, and seemed to recall the time when he was not yet the Prince of Jin, the time he spent here with his father, brothers, and mother.

Even the cruel and mad Demon Tyrant once enjoyed simple and happy times.

But some things are predetermined at birth.

After reaching adulthood, Yang Guang's ambition began to swell. He became obsessed with power and the highest position. For this, he committed the crimes of patricide and fratricide, ultimately leading to his current predicament.

Disregarding brotherly affection, he plotted and schemed both inside and outside the court to dethrone his elder brother from the position of crown prince. Later, he even joined forces with Yin Kui to poison his elder brother Yang Yong.

He disregarded ethics and morals, and for the sake of lust, he took his father's concubine, Consort Chen, as his own.

He disregarded his parents' kindness and, in order to remove obstacles, ultimately angered his father to death.

However, Yang Guang would never regret his actions.

Because if he regrets it, wouldn't Yang Guang's life from the beginning to the present be nothing but a ridiculous joke?

His pride, everything about him, would never allow him to show even the slightest regret.

Li Shimin died in a very ignominious and ridiculous way, becoming a stepping stone for Kou Zhong, who had cultivated the Heavenly Martial Killing Path.

In fact, Yang Guang didn't like this "similar" cousin at all... because everything about him was like a mirror image of himself, but his fate was much better than his own.

Yang Guang could see that the power of the Heavenly Crystal allowed him to perceive Li Shimin's ineffable destiny as a dragon.

If it weren't for Tianjing and Bai Wujie, he probably would have ascended to the throne someday.

But he still died. A future emperor with the destiny of a dragon died at the hands of a white shark that broke his own destiny.

At that moment, Yang Guang felt a sense of loss, because from that moment on, he no longer had any "relatives" in this world.

He lamented that fate could be so easily manipulated by the powerful, and felt lost, realizing he was deeply entangled in the threads of destiny and unable to extricate himself.

From the moment he chose this path, he was destined to meet a tragic end.

His future fate is destined to be buried under the Tianjing, and he will die a terrible death.

He could not escape fate, for his power was given to him by the very destiny of this divine weapon.

He would certainly envy Kou Zhong, who transcended fate, because he had accomplished what he himself could not.

Yang Guang let out a soft breath, the emptiness in his heart gradually being filled by the hands that reached out from behind him.

"The beautiful lady just woke up and found that Your Majesty was gone."

Her charming voice coaxed him, as if she were still that young girl in her late teens.

Yang Guang chuckled and turned back to embrace Xiao Meiniang, whispering...

"Because you are sleeping so soundly, I don't want to disturb you."

"Today is the last day that Meiniang will live in this world. Meiniang doesn't want to waste even a second. She just wants to spend more time with Your Majesty."

Xiao Meiniang acted spoiled and coquettish, but her words made her coquettishness sound strange...

Yang Guang gazed intently at Xiao Meiniang in his arms for a long time, then rested his head against her chest and closed his eyes.

Yang Guang had already lost all sense of purpose in living.

After slaughtering all his enemies, all his loyal subjects, and all the people he was supposed to protect, Yang Guang had, in fact, fulfilled the vow he had made long ago.

This does not mean that he was liberated. What kept Yang Guang, this walking corpse, moving was nothing more than the motivation of revenge and catharsis.

Without these, he's nothing more than a moving corpse.

At that moment, Yang Guang clearly sensed that his ultimate fate would come to an end today.

This isn't so bad, is it? Yang Guang was already longing for it, whether it was the ultimate eternal sleep or the suffering of falling into the eighteen levels of hell. Yang Guang, who was already extremely bored in this world, was already very eager for it.

But if it were him, Xiao Meiniang would definitely die.

His beauties were Daji, Baosi, and Meixi, who accompanied him, King Zhou.

Since you've made up your mind to go to hell, then stay with me until the very end. Until my last moment, fall into purgatory with me...

As the evening deepened, Yang Guang gently raised his head, looked at the smiling Xiao Meiniang, and silently summoned the Heavenly Crystal Sword.

Farewell? No, I believe we will meet again soon, whether in eternal darkness or in the deepest purgatory.

Yang Guang separated the sub-sword from the Heavenly Crystal Sword and gently pierced Xiao Meiniang's heart with it. The moment Xiao Meiniang closed her eyes with a smile, her body turned into countless fragments and scattered.

In that instant, Yang Guang felt an unparalleled loneliness and sorrow... because there was no one left in the world who could accompany him.

In the end, all that's left is oneself.

Then, Yang Guang chose to unlock the Heavenly Lock within the Heavenly Crystal.

In an instant, countless dark and distorted magnetic field forces poured into Yang Guang's body!

His eyes were wide open, his breathing was heavy, and he was enduring excruciating pain that felt like being cut into a thousand pieces!

In his hands, the Tianjing Sword, which had begun to "purify" itself, also struggled violently, and Yang Guang could even feel the anger within it!

Yes, if it weren't for the Heavenly Lock, how could this sword of benevolence have been willingly wielded by a complete scoundrel like Yang Guang?

After all, this is a sword that would "self-destruct" if its wielder harbored even the slightest greed.

The violent struggle quickly subsided, because it could not self-destruct, because the sword was in Yang Guang's hands, and also because...

"Let us journey together one last time." Yang Guang murmured, gazing at the sword in his hand. Then, holding both swords, he slowly rose into the sky...

"Sorry to keep you waiting, my friend."

Bai Wujie, standing tall in the sky, had been waiting for him silently for a long time, and looking at Yang Guang, who was utterly lifeless with his twin blades in hand, he revealed a pleased smile...

"You are worth my extra wait now. So, stop talking nonsense!"

He ripped the cloak off his back, instantly summoning his true form as a war demon. Solid, composite metal bone blades appeared on his arms in a flash, and a bloodthirsty, excited, arrogant voice emanated from beneath his helmet…

"Let's fight!!"

"kill!"

Neither side needed any words before the battle began; both Yang Guang and Bai Wujie had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

Elevate yourself in battle, experience life in battle, and feel the beauty of life in the face of death.

A true Magnetic Field Martial God cannot lack these precious experiences.

Even for the Gods of War, this was the only time in their otherwise dull and monotonous lives, where they could experience pure joy.

Yang Guang had already resolved to die; his resolve was one of utter emptiness and despair. Having achieved all his goals of revenge, what could sustain the courage to continue living for a tyrant who knew only destruction?

But precisely because of this, this was when Yang Guang was at his "strongest"!

A person who has nothing left can destroy everything of others with impunity, precisely because they have nothing left to lose!

The distorted magnetic field power combined with the Heavenly Crystal Sword that had separated from his hand, and at this moment, Yang Guang's power and prestige were rising steadily, already exceeding the 200,000 mark!

"Heavenly Crystal Sword Technique: Illuminating All Beings!"

Following the dazzling golden light emanating from the Heavenly Crystal Sword in Yang Guang's hand, which was a fraction faster than Bai Wujie's voice, the dazzling light instantly plunged the entire space into darkness, while countless blinding and terrifying sword energies burst forth and flew towards Bai Wujie!

As if unable to react in time, Bai Wujie's body was instantly riddled with thorns.

But how could Bai Wujie be so weak?

Without hesitation, Yang Guang immediately shut down his hearing. Just as he expected, almost the instant he shattered all sound, Bai Wujie appeared beside him without him even realizing it.

"Two hundred thousand horsepower of power - Hell Piercing Sword!!"

An incredibly terrifying and ruthless attack!

The Hell Piercing Sword, aimed directly at Yang Guang's heart, would shatter Yang Guang's heart and render him powerless if it struck.

But Yang Guang was not so weak! Although he drew the Heavenly Crystal Mother Sword with his left hand, the Sub-Sword remained in his right hand, and with a swirl, he unleashed another sword technique...

"Heavenly Crystal Sword Technique - Wind Travels Ten Thousand Miles!"

Zijian is a short sword, and short swords are much faster than long swords!

The rapidly swirling and piercing sword unleashed countless swift and powerful sword energies upon Yang Guang, restraining Bai Wujie's attacks and simultaneously forcing Yang Guang to dodge!

Seeing that his ultimate illusionary demon sound and the Hell Piercing Heart Sword had missed, Bai Wujie did not greedily expand his gains, but instead decisively and swiftly thrust out his sword.

middle!!

Although the terrifying Hell Piercing Sword did not hit Yang Guang's heart, it still slashed across his left arm where he held the Heavenly Crystal Mother Sword!

After Yang Guang quickly retreated, looking at his arm, which was bleeding profusely and could not be healed no matter what, and the cut the size of a bowl, he grinned at Bai Wujie...

"Not bad, my friend."

"The deadly force of the Hell Sword has damaged your cells and primordial spirit. At this moment, you cannot restore it," Bai Wujie said with a light laugh, looking at the Hell Sword in his hand, which had developed a small chip.