Chapter 929 Taihao's real purpose, want to die? Want to be beautiful
Although Twelve has not calmed down completely, he still knows what he should do now and what he can do.
She was constantly transmitting various messages to Qin Yang from afar, starting from Taihao, and radiating out and being connected. The focus was on the words Taihao said and all the information involved.
She also knows how to give full play to her strengths and how to try her best to survive in this situation.
She could not think of anything else but to give all the information to Qin Yang and let Qin Yang think about it.
Under the extreme pressure, Qin Yang's thinking speed began to accelerate. Based on this, after using the Si Zi Jue, he could barely keep up with the speed of the twelve transmissions.
Qin Yang clearly knows that the gap in hard power cannot be made up by his hard work.
Maybe after giving up everything and sacrificing everything, the strength gained in exchange would only be enough to escape from Taihao's hands.
Even if the authority of the ten great priests is now deprived, Qin Yang estimates that the strength that Taihao can exert may be two realms higher than him.
It was an insurmountable chasm, and it was impossible to beat it with his strength alone.
Even if Twelve sacrifices himself, it is impossible to defeat him. In the face of absolute strength, even if Taihao has a flaw, for Qin Yang, this flaw does not exist.
He greatly underestimated Taihao.
This is why Taihao dared to sit on the sidelines and watch the changes in the situation with a cold eye, just for the final result, but he was not afraid that the situation would lose control.
Among the countless messages given by Twelve, there is one very important thing.
That is, Taihao did not revive only in the past ten thousand years.
This guy has been recovering for a long time. After he recovered, he has been hiding his face, looking for opportunities and starting to make plans.
In ancient times, Taihao's plan had been proven to fail.
It is impossible for him not to know that even if he takes the same path in a new era, he is unlikely to succeed.
Others may have a way out, but Taihao has no way out at all.
At the end of the ancient era, the wind catastrophe came, and everything in the world was torn from the core. Even the vitality of heaven and earth that filled the world was not spared, and was torn apart and reduced to a lower level of power.
As the Emperor of Heaven, the impact he suffered would be far stronger than that of other monks. His authority was born in the world, allowing him to live as long as Heaven, but also allowing him to suffer the strongest impact.
Without the shackles of life span, time has lost its meaning to Taihao.
He doesn't care about the process, nor does he care about time, so all the processes in between can be ignored by him.
What he saw was the one where water disaster would come in the very distant future.
Everything in the world froze, and the world lost light and heat. The first thing to bear the brunt was the sun.
The sun that is the most invisible, the most scorching and the greatest will be forced to extinguish at that time and turn into a death star.
His authority has foreshadowed his final end.
The Emperor of Heaven does not have the shackles of longevity, but it does not mean that the Emperor of Heaven has no end.
When the sun represented by his Taihao authority is extinguished, the eternal Taihao Emperor who relies on Taihao authority will naturally face his final death.
Taihao has already seen the final outcome. For him, this final outcome is basically already in front of his eyes.
If he wanted to rewrite this ending, he had to make sure that the water disaster would never happen.
When it comes to the most fundamental survival needs, everything that blocks this point will be on the opposite side of either you die or me, and there is no room for relaxation.
Qin Yang leaned against the white jade divine gate and stood under the peach tree, his thoughts becoming calmer and calmer.
When the battle fails to achieve the goal, he can only pursue the starting point of it all, the most fundamental place, and find a solution to the problem from here.
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Qin Yang was still digging for information endlessly, and the incarnation of Fu Jun had already begun to play soy sauce. He could only shout a few words of "666". Qin Baldou, who was pulled out by Qin Yang, took the position of the front row tank and output position.
He transformed his body into a hatchet, sealed it into a token of rage, and followed Qin Yang, no matter what he wanted to do.
That's not the most important thing now.
The only thing he has to do now is to kill Emperor Taihao, who is no longer in peak condition.
Even he himself is far from his peak condition.
No matter what happens with other people, there may be room for relaxation, but with the Emperor of Heaven, there is no such possibility.
Qin Kun's body was full of death energy, and the waves were surging. Even though he was already dead, his terrifying power was still much stronger than any other race Qin Yang had ever seen.
He was holding the hatchet that had its front half broken off and was covered in stains. He looked at Taihao opposite him and slowly raised the hatchet in his hand.
"I'm dead. I've been dead for a long, long time. I've been sleeping for a long, long time. I only have 20% of the strength I had when I was alive.
Also include this..."
As soon as the words fell, there was a fire in his chest, and suddenly it burned with a roar, and the anger spread out and enveloped his body.
Qin Yang felt it, it was his anger.
His reason had been suppressed just now, so that he had to instinctively separate his reason and anger, so as not to be overwhelmed by the anger that overwhelmed his reason.
He had given his overwhelming anger to Qin Kun.
Qin Kun is no longer able to unleash the terrifying strength he had before he was born. In his current state, he cannot rely on the Wrath Art to infinitely increase his combat power.
As soon as he thought of Ta Xiang, Qin Yang gave up.
Tower incense is not unlimited, or in other words, in the world of the living, tower incense is limited.
Taxiang is a complete product of the realm of the dead, where Taxiang is not a chance, but an outright pit.
Igniting life in the world of the dead is similar to becoming ominous in the world of the living. Except when it is the most desperate, it is used as a means of perishing together, otherwise this thing is extremely poisonous in the world of the dead.
But in the world of the living, Taxiang is different. Only those who have been cut off from vitality for seven days and whose physical bodies are basically intact can regain their vitality.
Qin Baldou raised his hatchet and pointed it at Tai Hao. The burning anger all over his body became more and more manic. His expression also began to become ferocious and furious, and anger gushed out from his eyes.
"All the power I have is only enough for me to have a chance to strike. Taihao, if you can block it, then what happens next is none of my business. If you can't block it, then you can fall into silence with me."
After the words fell, Qin's bald head bloomed, occupying half of the sky, and the death energy that could block even the sun's rays suddenly shrank back.
His momentum seemed to be stagnant, everything around him was forcibly suppressed, and the brilliance of the sun was obscured.
It was as if he was the only one standing there in the world, holding a broken hatchet in one hand, and the raging anger seemed to burn through the entire world.
"Qin Yang, see clearly, this is the human race's wrath formula! This is your anger."
Qin Baldou shouted loudly. At this moment, his somewhat withered body seemed to have regained its vitality. The muscles all over his body were tangled, and the purest breath of power bloomed.
The space where he stood seemed to be unable to withstand that force, and large cracks appeared under his feet.
Taihao's eyes were solemn, and he reached down with one hand to grab at the empty space.
The cloud platform below suddenly shattered, and the huge scorching sun hanging in the third layer of the cloud platform slowly broke through the cloud top, as if it was controlled by Taihao.
Qin Yang was forced back by the momentum of these two men. He looked at Qin Baldou's back and shouted loudly.
"Master Qin, you will never survive in this life, the realm of the dead has been opened.
Don't be in a hurry to die if you go there. If you die there, there will be nothing left.
Emperor Fengdu has already appeared there. If you want to find a place to stay, go to Daomen. Relatively speaking, those guys are the most reliable. Reporting my name should be of some use."
Qin Baldou laughed wildly.
"Okay, then I'll also take advantage of you.
Lord Fu, let’s meet in the realm of the dead.”
With a loud shout, Qin Baldou's aura exploded to the extreme.
On one side is a huge scorching sun that connects the sky and the earth, containing a powerful power that no living thing can grasp.
On one side is a bright bald head, standing proudly with a hatchet in his hand. Just standing there prevents the brilliance of the sun from shining through.
"Taihao, I have wanted to kill you for a long time! Hahahaha, come on!"
Qin Baldou swung his hatchet and struck with a simple straight blow.
The place where he stood suddenly collapsed, and even the top of the clouds could no longer bear his power.
The top of the cloud collapsed, and the third layer of the cloud platform also began to collapse.
Wherever the broken blade struck, even the brilliance of the sun was forcibly extinguished and turned into the purest nothingness.
Invisible power struck into the huge scorching sun of unknown size. The scorching sun paused slightly, and a dotted line appeared in the center. The scorching sun took the dotted line as the center and suddenly collapsed towards the center.
However, Qin Kun's attack was faster and stronger, so fast that it didn't even have a chance to collapse the scorching sun.
The scorching sun was split into two, and the core of the big sun was forcibly annihilated. The terrifying power, accompanied by the rolling of the scorching sun, continued to be annihilated towards both sides.
The dome in front suddenly shattered.
In Taihao's world, a huge crack stretching for tens of thousands of miles was cut out.
Behind Emperor Taihao, there was already endless void. He stood there with one hand in front of him.
A long pale golden thread ran straight down from his forehead and extended all the way to his entire body.
Golden light spurted out from this long line. After just a few breaths, it was completely annihilated, and the aura of death began to appear on Taihao's body.
His body was split in two from the middle.
His hands slowly shattered into powder, and his feet began to slowly turn into nothingness.
A faint smile appeared on his face and he sighed.
"Qin Kun, you are still so strong.
The human race’s one-word formula really makes no sense.”
Qin Kun shook his head. His body, which seemed to be rejuvenated, was rapidly withering. He shook his head.
"You're wrong about this. It's not that I'm strong enough, but that the anger you aroused was too intense. You still made the same mistake as before. You forgot that the strongest thing in the human race is never a magic method."
Qin Kun's body withered rapidly. He came to Qin Yang and handed the hatchet in his hand to Qin Yang.
"I gave it to you before, and now I have given it back to you. My strength is exhausted and I am going to the realm of the dead. I don't know what it is like there. I have been dreaming about it for a long time. Mr. Fujun has tried his best.
, I finally succeeded, I have to go and see it no matter what.”
Qin Yang held the hatchet and watched Qin Kun's body slowly withered. He bowed his hands and bowed.
"Thank you, Master Qin. It's quite a big place there and there must be many of your old friends. You won't find it boring there.
As for what happens next, leave it to me. Master Qin can take a rest first, catch up with Mr. Fu, and wait for a while before leaving.
If I go to the Realm of the Dead in the future, and Master Qin feels that there is no fun there, I will send you back."
"Ha, then I'll wait for you..." Qin Kun smiled, and the death energy on his body was almost dissipated.
Qin Yang carried the hatchet and walked step by step towards Taihao, who was on the verge of disappearing.
Taihao's limbs have turned into nothingness, and the scorching sun has been annihilated by Qin Kun's sword. Now, Taihao's torso is also constantly dissipating, but his consciousness is still intact.
He hung there quietly, his body that was split in half did not scatter, and he still maintained his final posture as the Emperor of Heaven.
Qin Yang came to him and looked at Taihao quietly, the anger in his eyes had completely dissipated.
Taihao looked at Qin Yang. His face and temperament seemed to be that of a human scholar who was full of bookishness, and there was no trace of hostility.
"Do you need to vent your anger?"
"No, when anger blocks reason, it is useless." Qin Yang looked very calm, and he asked Taihao again: "You said you gave me Twelve, and you won't bury anything anymore.
Got something?"
"No, I have no interest in the grass jelly itself. It is no longer useful to me."
"Oh, I think at this time, what you said will not be a lie." Qin Yang nodded with satisfaction, seeming to be relieved.
"I see, then you are here now to save me?"
"No, you're thinking too much." Qin Yang bared his teeth and smiled, his face filled with chills: "I'm just here to talk nonsense with you for a while, and personally confirm that your power has been annihilated to a low enough level, but the integrity of your body is still intact.
It hasn’t fallen below the bottom line.”
Before the words could even be finished, Qin Yang saw a burning smoke ball of incense condensed in Qin Yang's palm.
He held the smoke balloon in his hand and slapped it into Taihao's body with one palm.
Taihao's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme, and the faint smile on his face froze for an instant.
"you……"
Before he could say a word, he heard two "dong dong" sounds coming from his body.
His vitality began to revive.
Qin Yang was holding Taihao's body with only half of his torso and head in one hand, and a hatchet in the other hand. His eyelids were drooping, and the suppressed anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed at this time.
A trace of flame boiled out.
He carried Taihao and headed straight to the second floor of the cloud platform.
Qin Yang drooped his eyelids and muttered almost to himself.
"I got everything she knew about you from Twelve. I used the human race's thinking skills to speed up my thinking and constantly extract valuable information from the complicated information.
From every word you said under the twelve entities, I found valuable information.
I know that you cultivate jelly grass, not for the jelly grass itself.
Everyone says that you only care about the results and not the process, but with this fairy grass, what you care about most is the process.
You want the most valuable flower derived from that process, the flower you need most, and you want the information derived from this process.
You let Twelve spread the news, and you guided Twelve to communicate with me, constantly giving out information you thought was appropriate.
The reason why I was brought here, and for Twelve to arouse the greatest excitement and the deepest pain as a human being, is to allow the fairy grass to complete its final maturity.
You angered me, disgusted me, and made me fight for my life. In fact, you deliberately guided me. Everything was under your guidance.
You know, as a person, you cannot be in that kind of situation where your anger overwhelms your reason, and the only thing you can think of is to beat you to death.
But you are wrong. The anger you aroused and the result you obtained, my purpose is not to beat you to death.
I want you to never laugh again, I want you to have no chance to regret."
Qin Yang's voice became colder and colder, and the rage contained in it became stronger and stronger.
Qin Kun, whose body had withered to the point that he could dissipate at any time, looked at Taihao who was beginning to regain his vitality with some astonishment, and wanted to stretch out a hand.
Unable to condense his body, Fu Jun transformed into a human form made of blood, came to Qin Kun's side, and stopped Qin Kun.
He whispered.
"As I said, Taihao went big this time.
He still doesn't understand the human race.
Even if it is a chess piece, when angry, it is possible to jump out and overturn the chess board, killing the player."
Qin Yang was filled with rage and burning.
He was holding Tai Hao with one hand, his voice getting deeper and deeper, and his strength getting stronger and stronger.
His breath was almost burning, his strength was also burning, and all the strength in his body was constantly accumulating.
In Taihao's current state, there is nothing he can do.
"I put myself in your place. I feel that it is not easy to kill the human race and all other living beings.
When the water disaster comes, you will be completely annihilated.
I also know that you must already know a lot about the Realm of the Dead, and you must know that your authority cannot extend to the Realm of the Dead at all.
You probably already know why.
Then let me tell you clearly once again, the first truth of the Realm of the Dead is that there is no sun in the Realm of the Dead.
Your authority is completely useless in the realm of the dead, and your existence is useless there.
You definitely already know this.
You want to find the most perfect escape route to avoid the inevitable result of annihilation.
You think of the realm of the dead.
It's a pity that the position of Emperor of Heaven is your authority, your power, your glory, but it is also your deepest shackles.
If you want to exist in the realm of the dead, you can only break free from this shackles.
In fact, you are begging for death and asking us to help you go to the realm of the dead, right?"
Taihao could no longer calm down.
Qin Yang carried the hatchet in one hand and Taihao in the other, and came to the second floor of the cloud platform, where the Inspiration Palace used to be.
The strength in Qin Yang's whole body has been nurtured to the extreme. He opened his eyes angrily, his strength reached the extreme, and he raised the hatchet in his hand.
Roaring angrily.
"Do you know where you failed?
You failed because you played with people's hearts and treated them as uncaring pawns.
Taihao, when you found out that someone could deprive the great priest of his authority, weren't you particularly surprised?
Someone can help you complete the most critical step of your plan, which can save you a lot of effort and help you remove the shackles from the outside.
You must be ecstatic, right?"
"do you know?
When I saw that face of twelve adults, I already knew what you wanted.
Do you know how hard it is for me to endure, I am not willing to accept it, I cannot tolerate it, you can use me to carry out your plan perfectly.
If you want to die, I won't let you die!
I've seen Twelve's face before, I've seen it.
The human spirituality you cut out is actually not here at all. What is here is just a connection, a connection that cannot be discarded. You use it to receive that trace of spiritual connection.
Therefore, you must use the spiritual power of the strongest human beings in this world to water this fairy grass.
What you want is actually the way to break free from the shackles.
So, I integrated all the information, and I finally understood what you want.
Three Body Technique, right?
I helped you break free from the shackles, and you got the three-body technique from Twelve that is most suitable for you.
You have refined yourself into the first body, breaking free from the shackles of being the Emperor of Heaven, but you still have the authority and power of the Emperor of Heaven.
After that, you can appear in the realm of the dead and avoid all disasters.
In the future, you will still have the opportunity to turn Taiwei and Taiyi into your three bodies. You will hold the position and authority of the three heavenly emperors, but you will be above them, transcending them all.
At that time, even if the fire disaster comes and the whole world is destroyed, you may still survive forever.
Do you want to die? It’s a wonderful idea!
Let me tell you, the greatest hatred and anger of the human race is never just to let the other person die.
Let me tell you again, I only deprived you of nine authorities. The authority of inspiration was not deprived of the seal by me at all.
He just fell into a paradox, was sealed by the Coffin of Winter, and turned into non-existence.
All you need to do is kill Dong here, and he might appear.
And I happened to have learned the method of killing winter from Master Qin.
Taihao, I will return your authority to you now!"
Qin Yang roared angrily, and his left hand was covered by a black hand. All the anger and power drove the hatchet in his hand to slash out at the original location of the Inspiration Palace.
After one blow, the world in front seemed to be divided into four parts, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the four seasons rotated.
The part belonging to Dong was directly destroyed by Qin Yang's peak sword.
The next moment, a huge ice coffin appeared in the open space where the Inspiration Palace was located.
On the ice coffin, dense cracks appeared.
In the Palace of Inspiration, the great priest of Inspiration, who was already trapped and doubting his life, noticed that slight change and was not willing to let it go.
At the first opportunity, Li Ying Wai cooperated and began to try to open the coffin lid of the Winter's Coffin.
"Crunch..."
With a creaking sound, the coffin lid was opened from the inside out.
The huge ice coffin wrapping the Inspiration Palace shattered.
Taihao's body suddenly shook.
It was as if some shackles were suddenly clasped on his body, on his consciousness, and on his authority.
Everything about him is forcibly bound by this power of heaven and earth.
As a result of his transcendence, he was knocked back in an instant before he could escape.
He reincarnated into the former Emperor Taihao, and was shackled by authority.
Qin Yang grinned and showed a crazy smile.
"Taihao, don't you want to go to the realm of the dead?"
Qin Yang held a hatchet in his hand, and his strength plummeted to the extreme. As his authority was restored, Taihao, who had not yet recovered his strength, was hacked to death with random swords.
The moment he abruptly extinguished his newly revived vitality, Qin Yang pressed a hand on Taihao's head. Qin Yang roared and activated his skills.
"Taihao, I will fulfill your wish now and send you to the realm of the dead!"
Taihao screamed in despair for the last time. Before he could shout out, his eyes were completely closed.
As the Taihao Heavenly Emperor, he was saved and took the direct train directly to the Realm of the Dead.
The world of the dead where the absence of the sun is the first truth.