1899: C1899 Goodbye Zhu Xi

C1899 Goodbye Zhu Xi

1When Meng Ji heard that Yang Ping wanted to destroy her fate, she was curious. Fate was an extremely mysterious thing, and even more so something that was difficult to predict and see. Normally, one would not be able to see or touch it. The world was in chaos. There was a bit of Qi in the chaos, a bit of Qi that transformed into three parts.

Meng Ji seemed to have seen the imprint of an era, as a magnificent flower blossomed in her hands. What was strange was that although he was right in front of him, the moment she made the seal, she seemed to have traversed space and time, and entered a completely different parallel world.

The Heaven and Earth were limitless.

The origin world inside Meng Ji's body had already shattered. The moment it shattered in her dreams, it represented the disappearance of her life. In order to save Ma Weiwei, Meng Ji had broken the rules of the world, fighting for a chance at survival. Although she had successfully escaped, she would never be able to return to the past.

Yang Ping planned to use her strongest power to break through the shackles of fate.

Meng Ji's life force was continuously flowing away, turning into the spirit energy of heaven and earth, after death, she would become nothingness, as for where her soul was, no one knew. Many people thought that it was the god of death, but in reality, that was not the case. The god of death was only a materialized object, but what truly reaped souls was a type of mysterious power of laws. Previously, Yang Ping wasn't clear, but she could feel the power of laws forming one after another, lurking in the void. No matter how capable you are, you are powerless in front of the absolute rules. It was the same with the Heavenly King.

Meng Ji raised her head, revealing a relieved smile.

"I'm leaving."

Meng Ji sighed. Although Yang Ping had formed a seal to destroy the eternal truth of death, she was not confident. She knew very well that in the face of death, there was no exception. She could only wait.

Meng Ji saw the materialized Death God when Yang Ping intervened. It was an indescribably imposing figure that had a death dagger in her mouth, a hazy image of Death God's Qi behind him, controlling the surrounding laws of the world. Under the Death God's rules, even an ordinary Heavenly King would not be a match for him. They could only obediently accept their fate.

Meng Ji seemed to have seen the most outstanding piece of work in the world. The materialized Death God was a cold and emotionless old man, he did not have a fierce face nor was he the Black and White Impermanence of novels.

Yang Ping saw the materialized god of death, her expression did not change as she calmly waited.

The Death God made his move. It used a Death God's Dagger to reap Meng Ji's head, wanting to take her soul away.

But a barrier had appeared in front of him.

Reincarnation mark!

Yang Ping had formed the Reincarnation Imprint, which had the power to break through the boundary of life and death and escape into the reincarnation cycle.

Death God turned his head, saw through the protective barrier, and saw Yang Ping. A stern voice sounded from the sky, "Defiance, do you want to challenge the reincarnation of the heavens?"

Yang Ping revealed a surprised expression, she did not expect the Death God to know how to speak, she thought that the other party was just a type of rule, without any emotions, and said, "She cannot die, I want to protect her."

Haha!

The God of Death sneered and said disdainfully, "If you were stronger, you might still be able to struggle. But before the Great Heavenly Dao, no one can defy the rules of the heaven and earth. Since you want to defy the heavens, I will capture you together with me."

"Sickle of the God of Death!"

The God of Death's other hand was holding a strange sickle, his blade swept towards Yang Ping's neck. The sickle had not arrived, but the Rules of Death had condensed and sealed everything, making it look like there was only a sickle left in the world.

Yang Ping's expression changed slightly. Feeling the Death God's Scythe's terrifying might, it was not inferior to being unable to attack the Heavenly King, and this was only a normal attack. No wonder no one could resist the Death God's reaping, because they themselves had the strength of a Heavenly King.

In front of this Sickle of the God of Death, Meng Ji felt despair.

Meng Ji was unable to resist the. She closed her eyes and waited for death. No matter how powerful Meng Ji was, she was still not a match for the Death God. Under normal circumstances, death would silently reap without any pain, but Yang Ping had broken some kind of rule, allowing him to see the existence of death.

This power transcended time and space and descended before his eyes.

Meng Ji felt despair in her heart.

Facing such a powerful force, could Yang Ping even resist?

Meng Ji didn't dare believe it, because that was another level of competition.

"Good timing."

Facing the strongest sickle, Yang Ping did not fear it. Instead, she mustered her courage and ambition. In front of the Sickle of the God of Death, her eyes released a golden light as she shouted, "God's Eye Opening the Heavens!"

The God's Eye possessed a heaven-defying power, directly tearing through the barrier created by the Edicts of Death and entering the space between the eyebrows of the god of death.

The Grim Reaper screamed, "How dare you hurt me!"

Once the God's Eye opened the sky, it would create another chaotic world. It would be on the same level as the Heavenly Dao, and in front of the power of the same essence, the Death God was just a dog in the Heavenly Dao.

Just as the death god was about to annihilate itself, a crack opened and a beam of light shot out.

Yang Ping was shocked when she felt the light.

This beam of light was not a power, not a law, but a power that surpassed the law. It did not come from the god of death, but from the mysterious power behind him.

Death vanished.

But Yang Ping also disappeared along with him. He was pulled into a crevice and entered a mysterious dark space.

Countless cages appeared before her eyes, each of them containing a sleeping soul. Each soul was incredibly powerful, Yang Ping was extremely shocked, wasn't this the same as seeing the darkness cage in her Land of Dark?

He could not believe that the Cage of Darkness was related to the Edicts of Death. He had broken through fate, severely injuring the Grim Reaper, but he still couldn't escape the mysterious power and was trapped in the cage.

He was in a cage and his Will was drowsy.

Yang Ping woke up from her stupor and continued to attack the cage, but to no avail. He once again used God's Eye to open the sky, but it was useless. The cage absorbed God's Eye's power, but not only was it not damaged, it even strengthened the shackles of the cage.

A trapped dragon!

Yang Ping regained his composure, the square cage had trapped him inside and was unable to leave. Not long afterwards, his soul would slowly lose its sense of self, and become the soul of the other cages, becoming the prize for the mysterious power.

He wasn't willing to accept this.

Perhaps this was the cost of defying the heavens' will.

Yang Ping took a deep breath and gathered her strongest strength. Since the God's Eye was useless, she could only rely on that bit of primal energy in her body.

This was his trump card.

Actually, it had been designed long ago to deal with the Cage of Darkness.

Now was a good time to test it out.

He even saw many great figures in the ancient times, various races, from Saint Stage to Heavenly Stage. These people were extremely young and possessed exceptional innate talent, and would release dazzling light at any era they were placed in.

After sweeping a glance, Yang Ping saw a familiar figure.

Zhu Xi!

From an unknown distance, Yang Ping indeed saw a beautiful figure trapped in a cage, falling into deep sleep.

This cage was different from other cages as it was surrounded by countless law chains.

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