In the world of Gangzhen, a fateful battle was inevitable. As Su Ming and his other self in this world looked at each other, and both saw the determination in each other's eyes, it was irrevocably destined to begin.
There was no need for any exchange of words, no need for any temptation to take action, they just looked at each other silently across the starry sky.
Everything is in sight.
In order to make himself stronger, in order to protect the people he wanted to protect, in order to survive in that catastrophe, and in order to make it impossible for the scene in the secret of heaven to happen, Su Ming had to become stronger. He had no other choice and became the best in this world.
The strongest one, this is the path he is determined to follow.
Fusing this world spirit into oneself is like merging two people inside and outside the mirror into one person, thereby condensing the power of the two worlds, making oneself perfect, and then gaining the power to control destiny. This is Su Ming's choice.
In order to wake up his lover, to let Sang Xiang's will satisfy his own requirements, and even to make himself stronger, so that he can reduce the backlash, or even achieve no more backlash, fight against the five disadvantages and three deficiencies, and go retrograde.
Above, this is another Su Ming's choice in this world.
He has no other path, only this one. In fact, there are two paths given to him by Sang Xiang's will, but he will not choose the first path. In this world, under this sky, even if Sang Xiang and
In the three desolate and two great realms, there must and can only be one Su Ming.
This is his understanding!
"This is the great realm of Sangxiang. Here are my ten great sacrifices. Here is even more of Sangxiang's will. If I still can't fuse this person here, then... it won't hurt to be fused by him!
I am him, he is me, I have Yuxuan as my wife in this world, and there must be Yuxuan in his world, and he will never let Yuxuan die.
This is a battle of fate, the fate between me and him, or... our fate!" Another Su Ming in this world, as one of the three great mulberry sons, when he looked at Su Ming's eyes, his eyes lit up.
Fighting spirit.
"Ten mourning souls!" As his words swirled around him, the mourning souls of the ten strongest people around him suddenly dispersed, scattering in an instant when he took a step, appearing in all directions between Su Ming and his other self in this world.
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It was as if a layer of blockade had been formed, covering the starry sky.
Almost surrounded by mourners, the ten of them sat down cross-legged and pressed each of their hands on their chests while making hand gestures. Immediately, all ten heads were raised, and a faint light shone between their half-closed eyes.
"Everything that is nothing exists because of its nothingness."
"Everything that does not exist becomes nothingness because of its resentment..."
"Everything that is nothing, everything that does not exist, because it exists and because it is not nothingness, can be sacrificed eighteen times and become ten people...spiritual prison!"
The muttering voice spoke of ancient vicissitudes, and as it swirled in the starry sky, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from the ten mourners. The light quickly climbed up, like ten threads that immediately intertwined, forming in an instant
The base of the tower was intertwined again, layer by layer. In just a few breaths, a tall tower composed of ten intertwined and surrounded by ghostly light threads stood in the starry sky.
This tower is divided into eighteen floors. It emits a ghostly light that envelopes Su Ming and the other person in this world. It condenses into substance instantly and becomes an ancient tower filled with a gloomy death aura!
"Su, today you and I are going to fight. This is fate. Do you dare to fight with me in this Eighteen Spirit Prison?" Su Ming, another young man in this world, one of the three great mulberry sons, has a big sleeve.
With a flick, he spoke to Su Mingsensen.
As he spoke, the man swayed forward and headed straight for Su Ming. Wherever he passed, there was a sea of fire under his feet. Sweeping in all directions, there was a raging sea of fire rolling behind him, forming a huge flame.
Butterfly, on the first level of this spiritual prison, came straight to Su Ming.
Su Ming raised his head, his eyes full of fighting spirit. He did not speak, but used his actions to express his respect for this world spirit, that is... fight with all his strength.
With a sway of his body, Su Ming ran straight towards his other self. The two bodies were close to each other in an instant. They each punched each other. At this moment, a roaring sound rose into the sky. From the sea of fire behind Sang Zi, the flame butterfly formed headed towards him.
Su Ming rushed towards him, and as soon as he got close to him, he immediately burst out with a power of cultivation comparable to that of the Jade Emperor.
In this roar, Su Ming's will suddenly came out. Under the confrontation, the tower shook, and the eighteenth floor suddenly collapsed. Another Su Ming in this world, Na Sangzi, spat out a mouthful of blood, swayed as he stepped back, and stepped into the tenth floor.
On the seventh floor, he raised his right hand and rolled it up. The wind roared, and countless winds formed sharp blades. They rolled up the sea of fire and formed wind and fire butterflies, heading straight for Su Ming.
Su Ming's eyes flashed sharply, and with a sway of his body, the will of the two worlds gathered together at this moment, and suddenly turned into a big hand in front of Su Ming, slapping the approaching wind and fire butterfly.
The roar was overwhelming, the seventeenth level, the sixteenth level... up to the seventh level of the spiritual prison, all collapsed and shattered at this moment, and were directly crushed by Su Ming's will-turned-big hand. This world's mulberry, his body continued to retreat,
His eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky with a howl as the blood spurted out. Immediately behind him, a butterfly that condensed the power of eleven levels of spiritual hell appeared. As soon as the butterfly came out, it spread out as much as three times before Lingxian, like an indescribable wave.
The breath of terror.
The butterfly flapped its wings and approached Su Ming in an instant. At the moment of contact, it roared earth-shatteringly. The butterfly collapsed and fell into pieces. Su Ming inside also turned into a butterfly, as if he was reborn from destruction. The moment he rushed out, he
He opened his mouth and flew out in an instant, roaring and whirling. The seventh, sixth and second levels of the spiritual prison all collapsed. Only a low roar came from the first level of the spiritual prison. It was the mulberry in this world.
After retreating there, he opened his arms and raised his head to the sky and roared, his body suddenly burned, and the threads of light forming the eighteen spiritual realms twisted and headed straight for this person.
In an instant, surrounding this other Su Ming, the tower disappeared, the eighteen spiritual prisons disappeared, and in their place was Sang Zi who turned into a butterfly!
He lowered his head suddenly and rushed straight towards Su Ming in an instant, with a strange murmur coming from his mouth.
"Mourning the Clan!!"
The moment these words came out, the bodies of the ten mourners surrounding Su Ming all trembled, and they murmured while lowering their heads.
"Everything that exists can be lost because it already exists. This is death..."
"All the dead have thoughts out of nothing because they miss the living. This is mourning..."
"To mourn the deceased, take the thoughts of the living, take the existence of the dead, take the sustenance of the pursuit of the spirit, take the power of this life and the next, condense it into incense, and use this..." Turn mourning into death, let the existing continue to exist, and let the gone...
…Return to nothingness!”
The third update, I don’t ask for a monthly ticket, I just ask for heartache...