1483: C1483 Do You Believe in Fate?

C1483 Do You Believe in Fate?

Article 1483. Do you believe me?

The Sovereign King smiled, but his gaze never left Chu Yan's body. Just like what Holy Emperor Xuanyang had said, he knew how much pain Chu Yan had gone through. How difficult was it to make his body become a king first?

Looking at the cultivation world, in the tens of millions of years of history, how many influential figures and heaven's pride experts had been able to do so?

Therefore, the Sovereign King did not relax for even a moment. If Chu Yan really could not hold on any longer, he would step into Holy Road and rescue Chu Yan. Even if he did this, it would damage his Dao heart and cause Holy Road to suffer a backlash. However, if he really reached that step, he would do this without hesitation.

"Kid, you have to hold on. For yourself, for Ruomeng, or for the sake of the common people, you can't fall down." The Sovereign King mumbled softly.

Lady Xue who was listening by the side felt her heart beating wildly. Then, she turned around and looked at the young man who was not very tall and sturdy. She could not understand how much responsibility he had to bear on this thin shoulder.

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In Holy Road, Chu Yan was suffering from intense pain. Thousands of holy lights fell from the sky and penetrated his body. It felt as if he was being cut into thousands of pieces. He could not die, but every time, it was as painful as death.

Under the baptism of the holy light, every cell and molecular in Chu Yan's body was burning and beating.

He could feel that he seemed to have died a few times. His body was crushed, then reconstructed bit by bit. After reconstructing his body, he would continue to shatter and reconstruct his body. Every time, he would feel a heart-piercing pain.

In the beginning, he still continuously released miserable cries. However, later on, he didn't even have the strength to scream. His eyes became scattered, and only a will that told him that he couldn't die and that he had to continue living supported him, letting him know that he was still alive.

Time passed slowly. It was only the first step, and Chu Yan had used three whole days.

Three days later, Chu Yan finally stopped shouting, and his breathing became much more stable. During these three days, Chu Yan himself had become somewhat numb. He couldn't remember how many times his body had been destroyed, and how many times his body had been reconstructed. Just like that, he kept going back and forth.

Fortunately, he survived. After three days, his body finally stopped shattering, and he gradually adapted to the power of this place.

After three days of baptism, his body had become even more muscular, and his skin was covered in a layer of a faint glow that revealed a golden holy light, causing him to seem rather magical.

For three days, Lady Xue and the Sovereign King stayed close to each other. Seeing that Chu Yan's body was no longer destroyed, Lady Xue's tightly clenched hands slowly loosened. She knew that Chu Yan had survived. At least, he had managed to hold on for the first step. There wouldn't be any more danger.

"My physical body seems to have become stronger." Chu Yan narrowed his eyes. Then, he clenched his fist slightly and threw a punch forward.

"Boom!" A loud sound was heard. The space in front of him split open, forming a huge spatial crack. Terrifying fist winds rolled out, turning into an endless hurricane.

"So strong!" Chu Yan was startled by what he saw.

One should know that he didn't have a cultivation base right now, and his Immortal Force was zero. In other words, this punch was purely a punch, but it still shattered the space with its power.

And shattering space was a power that only Saint Emperors had.

"One meter is equivalent to my current physical body realm, which is already at the Saint Emperor realm. This punch is equivalent to the punch of Holy Road and Expert." Chu Yan was amazed by Holy Road's terrifying strength. Then, he looked at the nine hundred and ninety-nine meters ahead of him. If he walked over all of them, how strong would he be?

"Hu!" He let out a long breath and took the second step.

Chu Yan took a step forward.

"Bang!"

In just an instant, before Chu Yan could even stand up straight, he felt a force of ten thousand tons pressing down on him, causing his eyes to widen. His facial features were about to rupture, and his eyes turned red. His skin exploded, and blood splashed in all directions.

"Argh!" Chu Yan let out a miserable cry. This was too terrifying. The second step was at least a few hundred times stronger than the first step.

Chu Yan had thought that everything would be difficult at the beginning. He had endured the first step. Although the last nine hundred and ninety-nine steps were difficult, it should not be more painful than the first step.

But at this moment, he understood that he was wrong, and ridiculously wrong.

Every step Holy Road took was harder than the first. His fleshly body was now able to resist the power of the first step, but as soon as he took the second step, his fleshly body exploded with cracking sounds. His internal organs were shattered, and his bones were crushed into powder inch by inch.

Lady Xue clenched her jade-like hands tightly and said in a low voice, "Holy Road, although he's only a thousand meters tall, every meter is as difficult as climbing to the heavens. Even when it is nine hundred and ninety-nine meters, no one can guarantee their success, and the further they go, the harder it will be..."

"He will persevere." The Sovereign King said seriously.

Lady Xue did not say anything. Hopefully, that was the case. Just as her teacher had said, no one else should die.

Doctors should have compassion. They should save people from the suffering of water and fire, and not kill people. That was a sin.

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The second meter of Holy Road was even more difficult. It was a hundred times more terrifying than the first meter. In this one meter, Chu Yan's will was almost destroyed.

He had even forgotten how much time had passed. It was even longer than the first meter. It took him a full seven days to stop the decomposition of his body and get used to this power.

"Two meters, I managed to hold on" Lady Xue said in a low voice. She had been worrying for seven days.

Chu Yan's strength also became stronger. But at this moment, he no longer cared. That heart-piercing pain was not only a torture to the body, but also a test to the spiritual force.

He raised his head and looked at the remaining 998 meters. Suddenly, he felt a sense of loss.

At this moment, he finally understood why more than a hundred Immortal Sovereigns had failed. What they had lost to wasn't necessarily Holy Road, but also his own heart.

It was only two meters, but it was already so painful. There was still a long and endless path ahead. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that there was almost no end to it. Even he was somewhat shaken.

And this was what martial artists feared the most. If they denied themselves and thought that they couldn't do it, then they definitely wouldn't be able to do it.

"Holy Road, so this is what the great path of the heavens and earth is like?" Suddenly, Chu Yan felt that he understood Holy Road a little more.

It turned out that he didn't know what Holy Road was, and why he was born. However, when his physical body truly walked on, on this path, he finally understood something.

The so-called Holy Road was actually more like a type of willpower tempering, deepening one's conviction. After repeated tempering, one would finally reach the end and become an inheritance.

But this path was really difficult.

After enduring the second meter, Chu Yan let out a breath, directly taking the next step.

He didn't even dare to let himself think about it, because he was afraid that once he stopped, he wouldn't dare to move forward again.

Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, a hundred days had passed. Although it seemed like a long time had passed, the truth was that Chu Yan had only walked thirteen meters. At this rate, it would take thirty years or even longer for him to pass Holy Road.

On this day, when Holy Emperor Xuanyang arrived, he saw that there was no longer anyone in Holy Road's body. Chu Yan, who was covered in blood, was a bit surprised, because although Chu Yan was miserable, he was still alive.

"Compared to some of the people before, he is different." Holy Emperor Xuanyang said faintly.

"Of course." The Monarch smiled, then suddenly said, "Xuan Yang, do you believe me?"

Holy Emperor Xuanyang was stunned for a moment, then he shook his head. "I am a physician, of course I don't believe it. My fate is up to me, and I cannot control the heavens."

"I believe it." The Sovereign King seemed to be talking to himself as he looked at Chu Yan. "Then do you know what Son of Heaven is?"

"Accomplished with the Destiny, born at the right time?" Holy Emperor Xuanyang asked.

"Of course not." The Sovereign King laughed, "The so-called Son of Heaven was born to defy the heavens. He broke the Destiny and all the rules. This kind of person is Son of Heaven, and he is such a person. Do you believe him?"

Holy Emperor Xuanyang's brows knitted even more tightly. After pondering for a moment, he said. "When my teacher was still alive, he once mentioned a person to me. Qin Ruomeng of the Divine Palace, a mysterious girl. In that era, she was known as the daughter of the Destiny. She created the Divine Palace and went against the will of the heavens. But in the end, she failed."

"Failed?" The Sovereign King laughed even more wantonly. "You are wrong. The Divine Palace has never lost before. The Divine Palace only lost because they wanted to lose. Otherwise, how could they have lost?"

Holy Emperor Xuanyang's brows knitted even more tightly. He was also an elder of the Immortal Domain. He was close to the era of the Divine Palace, so he knew some things about that era. "Actually, I have always been very curious. Whether it is the Divine Palace or the Nine Heavens Royal Family, what exactly do you want to do?"

After a pause, Holy Emperor Xuanyang said again: "Teacher once said that there are some people in this world who are born to compete with the heavens, but what exactly do you want?"1

The Sovereign King looked at Holy Emperor Xuanyang in surprise and smiled. "Back then, Ghost Doctor's talent was very good, and he was proficient in the divination of the Heavenly Dao. Didn't he come here to calculate some things? What? Didn't he tell you? "

Holy Emperor Xuanyang shook his head. "My teacher said that my life wasn't tough enough, so he didn't let me participate. Anyone who can compete with the heavens must either have great luck or have a very tough life."

"Haha, Ghost Doctor is smart, but he is not wrong. Your life is not hard enough. You can't play this game of chess." The Sovereign King laughed loudly, then mumbled to himself. "Do you want a person with great luck or a tough life? I wonder which type I am. "

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