2601: C2601 Pale

C2601 Pale

The millstone of fate had descended.

This millstone that looked like an ancient stone door descended from the sky. A surge of power that was destined for life slowly descended like a cage. It was unable to break free. It was unable to resist.

With each step, Meng Fan shattered a world. He raised his head and looked at the gigantic millstone and the lines on it. Those lines symbolized the Heavenly Dao and the pattern underneath, symbolizing all living beings.

"Fate, Fate …"

Zhang Shou's lips trembled and his old eyes were filled with reverence and tears.

When the more than one hundred The White-robed Celestial King saw this millstone, they all kneeled on the ground and kowtowed towards it in a very devout manner.

"Fate …" Meng Fan, who was dressed in gray, had a blood-red complexion as he watched the stone door fall, and revealed a cold smile: "The Heavenly Dao, really created this shackle called Fate, to trap everyone? "To defy the heavens and change fate …"

Change fate!

Meng Fan's body swelled up endlessly and rapidly expanded!

From a single Human Race, he instantly transformed into a "set of Giant Spirit Race," towering into the clouds. The Long River of Nether Will beneath his feet converged, and all of the laws and vitality of his body returned to his body.

Each drop of blood contained shocking power.

Then, he punched the Fate Grindstone that was about to descend from the sky!

From ancient times until now, there had been a record that this was the first time a living creature had truly swung its fist at fate!

Meng Fan did not believe in fate.

Even from the moment he stepped into the martial way until the moment Ru Shuiyi died, he had not treated the Heavenly Dao as an enemy.

The Heavenly Dao was everywhere, invisible and intangible.

The only power that was truly displayed in the world was Puppet of Heavenly Tao and the avatars.

These characters were no different from the Celestial King. In their many confrontations, they didn't get any advantage from Meng Fan.

In comparison, the Heavenly Dao, Chaos Emperor and the ancient god kings were Meng Fan's enemies.

He never believed in fate.

and did not regard the Heavenly Dao as an enemy.

The enemy should be a specific existence, a thinking existence, a living being.

Heavenly Dao is not.

It was just a collection of laws.

Just like the rivers flowing in the east.

It was like a flower blooming in spring.

It was like the sun rising and setting.

An existence that should be expected, an existence that should be expected.

However, today, Meng Fan personally witnessed the methods set up by the Heavenly Dao and saw Ru Shuiyi leave for the second time. In a state that was borderline insane, he felt endless hatred for the Heavenly Dao!

"If we are, then we are just a dried up leaf in the midst of a snowstorm.

All living beings were ants in a stormy sea.

The Heavenly Dao, was it the snow, was it the Shocking Waves?

You've been on high for too many years.

You've been looking down on everyone for too many years.

To defy the heavens and change fate! "

Meng Fan's fist collided with the Fate Grindstone.

At this moment, time seemed to stop.

Zhang Shou, along with many The White-robed Celestial King, looked at the scene in front of them with shining eyes.

Meng Fan who was at least three hundred meters tall, was like a fish swimming upstream. He welcomed the will of the Heavenly Dao and the shackles of fate, and threw out a punch.

These devout Heavenly Dao believers, these fanatical Heavenly Dao The White-robed Celestial King, his heart that was as firm as a rock, seemed to have a crack in one place.

The stalled Sumeru was fleeting.

Before his eyes, it was a field of white.

That was the color of the Heavenly Dao s.

Just like Meng Fan's Eye of Creation, it did not have the slightest flaw, nor any other color.

All of The White-robed Celestial King's vision had been lost.

There were even a few The White-robed Celestial King who went blind.

But they were not afraid.

Instead, he knelt down once more and continued bowing before the other party.

The girl covered her eyes with her hand.

Zhang Shou was the only one left facing the light. His old eyes shone with the most dazzling brilliance in his entire life.

"..."

Dhyana Dynasty, Capital, Imperial Palace, Inner Court, Southern Palace.

According to the traditions of the Dhyana Dynasty, there lived one of the daughters of the current Emperor.

The north, west, south, and east halls, these were the Four Symbols of the Imperial Palace in the Dhyana Dynasty.

From generation to generation, these four palaces had been inhabited by four princesses.

Therefore, even if it was a woman from the Nangong Family, she would mostly wear a set of military uniform, and there were even many dynasties that were heroic and unyielding, causing beauties to appear. Millions of years ago, there were even some princesses from the Nangong Family who followed the Emperor into the battlefield of the Foreign Lands, killing a Demon God, and after that, all of them fell to their deaths as sacrifices to the four princesses, thus creating these four great halls.

The Four Symbols Great Hall was originally an ancestral hall.

In the later dynasties, there would be many daughters of the imperial family who would remember their ancestors and encourage themselves to enter the Four Symbols hall to guard the spirit and worship their ancestors.

Gradually, these four halls became the residence of every princess in the dynasty.

It was awe-inspiring and solemn.

Princess Nandian sat in the Southern Palace with a thick ancient book in front of her.2

In the book, there were four large words, "Beauty Scroll".

A cute girl who was about 70% similar to Princess Nandian sat on top of a book, carefully looking at her "mother", not daring to speak.

Princess Nandian closed her eyes tightly, thinking about something for a long time. Suddenly, a palace maid stepped into the south hall and whispered: "Princess, the six forces and the Yongfan Army have already returned to the capital and begun to deploy their defenses. His Majesty has ordered, within three days, we must find any traces of the Taiping Army or Meng Fan."

With that, the palace maid turned and left, not wasting any time.

Princess Nandian let out a long breath and said to the cute girl in front of her, "Your father escaped from my father's hands. Royal Father has been in control of the Dhyana Dynasty for so many years, and every time he makes a move, it is a god slaying strike that has never failed.

She finally could not hold it in and said softly, "Mother …"

Princess Nandian frowned.

Then, Jinyan xiu did not dare to speak.

Princess Nandian stood up and walked outside. The wind and snow that covered the sky became even stronger, dense and white. If one were to use their naked eyes, they would not be able to see more than ten meters away.

She reached out a hand and caught a snowflake.

The snowflakes slowly melted in her hands, turning into the clearest and most moving stream.

The the Imperial Board of Astronomy expanded the formation even more.

Presumably, the empress of Dhyana Dynasty had also used all means at her disposal to search for traces of Meng Fan and the Taiping Army.

Princess Nandian suddenly felt fear.

She understood Royal Father's profoundness.

He finally understood Champion Marquis's intention to kill.

I understand how strong Taiping Army is.

He also remembered the ruthlessness of Meng Fan when he faced Emperor Zhenzong's punch.

It wasn't cold blood, it wasn't indifferent, there was nothing, it was pure ruthlessness, like a rock.

It looked like a Heavenly Dao.

Princess Nandian tilted her face and said, "You want to find your father?"

Embroidered Beauty was a little afraid and did not reply.

Princess Nandian took a step forward.

"Come with me."

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