Chapter 642: The Shrine of the Common People (Part 1)
Ming Yaksha died, washed away by Jiang Qinian's Styx River.
It did not sit back and wait for death. Instead, it faced the surging River Styx and charged forward. Its hearty laughter spread thousands of miles. Until the River Styx extinguished the flames above its head, the laughter was still ringing in Jiang Qinian's ears.
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Ming Yaksha died, and the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in the shrine world also disappeared.
Instead there was chaos.
This is the original appearance of the shrine world, but due to the existence of Ming Yaksha, the shrine world has changed into a scene consistent with it.
But now that Ming Yaksha has disappeared, the power that maintained the shrine world has naturally disappeared, so the shrine world has returned to its original state.
Looking at the mysterious and vast chaotic space around him, Jiang Qinian also stared for a long time without making a sound, as if he had turned into a sculpture, standing in this chaos, unchanged forever.
To be honest, the fight with Ming Yaksha was much easier than he thought. Before going in, the scene of the imaginary battle in which the sun and moon were without light and the sky was dark and the earth was dark did not appear.
And Ming Yaksha is not as dangerous as the clone said.
However, Jiang Qinian did not underestimate these gods because of this.
The reason why he was able to win so easily was actually due to the suppression of his abilities. If the gods he encountered again had the means to resist or suppress his abilities, it would be hard to say who would have the last laugh.
But even so, Mingyaksha's calmness and ease when facing death made him feel very surprised.
I thought that Ming Yaksha would fall into madness at the last moment in order to escape the end of death, but I didn't expect that Ming Yaksha would still maintain his dignity as a god even when death was imminent.
It is certain to be afraid of death. No one in this world can face death calmly. Even Ming Yaksha, who was once an emperor, will feel instinctive fear when facing death.
But at the last moment, Mingyaksha accepted his fate of death. It had something more important than death, so it did not disgrace the emperor's demeanor. This made Jiang Qinian look at him with admiration.
Jiang Qinian disagreed with the things Ming Yaksha had done, and even said that it was entirely his own fault that Ming Yaksha ended up where he did today.
But I beg to differ. Mingyasha did not start to repent when he was about to die, as in some anime plots. While crying, he said that if he had done something in the past, would he be two completely different people now?
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But Mingyaksha did not. It did not repent, nor would it feel resentful for the things it had done. Even until death, it still adhered to its own path without any wavering, nor did it deny the ideas it believed in and the path it adhered to.
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It is an evil god without any good intentions. It confuses people's hearts and plays with the lives of all living beings. It will never look back until it reaches the end of its path.
Leaving aside other crimes, there are certain aspects of Ming Yaksha that Jiang Qinian admires. At least he is much better than those who commit serious crimes but repent in the end and try to clear themselves.
Slowly, Jiang Qinian withdrew his gaze, turned to look around at the large amount of despair around him, and couldn't help but sigh.
When Ming Yaksha dies, the aura of despair gathered by it will naturally lose its suppression. At this moment, they are like wild horses that have broken free of the reins, constantly galloping and surging in this chaos.
Although they have no intention of attacking Jiang Qinian, they don't know how to avoid people for such unconscious things. They will only keep surging according to their own instincts. As for Jiang Qinian, he also cheered up at this moment.
, for fear of being entangled in these auras of despair.
If such a large amount of despair is really involved, if you are not careful, you will end up with no bones left.
But continuing in this stalemate is not an option. He must find the source of the shrine world, and then suppress the aura of despair again to refine the shrine.
But the question is where is the source?
The space here is already in chaos, mixed with a lot of despair, so it is impossible to see clearly where the source is.
But soon Jiang Qinian's eyes lit up. He looked at the surging aura around him, and spiritual power quietly attached to his eyes.
Ming Yaksha needed to rely on these auras of despair to repair his injuries, and after Ming Yaksha died, these auras of despair also went berserk.
If we can follow the direction of these surging auras to trace the source, we may be able to successfully find the source of the shrine world.
Sure enough, although the aura surrounding Jiang Qinian seemed chaotic and without any structure, in fact if you observe carefully, you can also find the general trajectory.
To be on the safe side, Jiang Qinian first activated the Styx body, and only when the water halo completely enveloped him did he move and slowly walk towards the source of the shrine world.
With the blessing of the Styx, those auras of despair were naturally unable to get close to him, and Jiang Qinian also walked forward cautiously, moving his body bit by bit.
After all, no one knows how the refining of the shrine is carried out. He now appears in the shrine world in the state of a soul, so what is consumed is his mental power and willpower.
If he consumes too much, if his spiritual will cannot withstand the impact of the aura of despair when refining the shrine, he will be submerged by the wave of aura in an instant, and then become part of this tide of despair.
There was Ming Yaksha just now as the number one enemy, so of course he cannot be timid. No matter how hard it is to prove that Yaksha is also a god, if he is always worried, he will not be able to win even if he has the ability to suppress him.
But the situation now is different from just now.
Now he has a choice, so he must save his spiritual energy as much as possible to ensure that his mental state is at its peak, so that he can confidently cope with the impact of the next wave of energy.
He now felt like he was walking on top of a mountain of explosive barrels. Maybe some actions that seemed completely indifferent to him might ignite these explosive barrels.
By then, let alone refining the shrine, it is still unknown whether we can escape from this wave of aura.
As time passed by, Jiang Qinian's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat. He wanted to cover his ears, but he was afraid of causing some kind of change.
He heard many people whispering in his ears, including confusion, anger, despair, and regret.
Sometimes they murmur, sometimes they go crazy, sometimes they burst into penetrating cries, and sometimes they laugh nervously.
These sounds surrounded Jiang Qinian's ears. He tried to concentrate and prevent himself from being affected by these sounds, but it was all in vain.
Even if he sealed his ears with spiritual power, it would not help. These sounds could always get into his mind through the gaps between his fingers, like a crazy beast, constantly rampaging in his mind, and his head felt like it was being torn apart.
Such severe pain.
The real test has begun.
This situation was beyond Jiang Qinian's expectation, but it seemed to be reasonable.
But it’s right to think about it carefully. Not all tests and difficulties in this world will appear in front of you when you are fully prepared. They are like poisonous snakes lurking in the dark, waiting for you to relax your guard and then suddenly appear to give you
A fatal blow.
Jiang Qinian is now the only one left in the whole world. He feels very absurd. The sounds in his ears are obviously louder than the waves, but he feels so lonely, as if it is not only the world of shrines, but also the reality.
He was the only one left in the world.
"Give up, Jiang Qinian, stop and take a rest."
"Stop, stop, join us, we are your kind, fall into our arms! Fall into the abyss with us!!"
"Why are you moving forward? It's obvious that the abyss is your destination! It's obvious that you were born in the quagmire!!
Why?!
Why do you keep going forward! Stop! You are a loser!! The future is not where you should go! You should stay here with us!!
Stay here forever and ever!
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Suddenly, Jiang Qinian didn't know what he stepped on. He felt a dizziness in his brain, and then his body fell heavily to the ground!
He gritted his teeth and held on to his body, but when he stopped falling, he found that he had no strength to stand up again.
It was as if all his strength had been drained from him, and all the muscles in his body seemed to be torn apart, and he could not produce any strength whatsoever.
I don't know how much time passed, Jiang Qinian gasped for air, and then used his arms hard. Even though it felt like his body was about to be split into two, he still endured the severe pain and stood up, and then continued to move forward.
Go away...
One step, two steps, three steps...
His steps were careless, his figure staggered, and his beautiful long hair fluttered in the wind, covering his face and the direction of his progress.
Thousands of years have passed since Ming Yaksha was stored here, and during these thousands of years, the aura of despair absorbed by the shrine world has become so strong that it is impossible to calculate.
It is extremely rare for Jiang Qinian to reach this point on his own.
If it were any other cultivator at the same level as him, he would probably be swallowed up and submerged the moment he entered the wave, without even a wave being able to stir up.
Nowadays, Jiang Qinian has lost his ability to think. No one knows what makes him persist until now. Maybe it is the belief in his heart, maybe it is the innate ruthlessness.
He was walking in the darkness like a zombie, never wanting to stop. The aura on his body was extremely weak, but his eyes always revealed a gleam of light...c
Time has no meaning here. Jiang Qinian only feels as if he has walked for thousands of years.
Slowly, the light in the eyes gradually became fainter and erratic, like a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.
"Could it be...is it going to stop here?"
He murmured softly, as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, and his steps were as heavy as lead. The light in his eyes became weaker and weaker, until the last gust of dark wind blew, and the light suddenly went out for a moment.
There was a spinning feeling, and he began to fall down uncontrollably.
But at this moment, Jiang Qinian suddenly felt a warmth coming from his shoulders...