C1612 Afterlife
C1612 Afterlife
"Daofather …" Daofather, save us. Didn't you say that as long as we stop the five great powers, we will continue to live? Help! "
"Damned Hong Jun. So you already planned to let us die with this world. I curse you to never reincarnate."
"Ah …" "I hate him. If I knew Hong Jun was so cruel, even if I died, I would have grabbed a few of his beards. Ahhh …"
It scolded Hong Jun angrily at the sky, but the attack of the power of reincarnation did not weaken at all. No matter what realm of expert they were in before, in just a few breaths of time, whether it was before or after, they had all become powerless ordinary people.
"What exactly is this thing?" Why can't you block it? " Chi You was extremely terrified. He held onto the Tiger Soul Knife tightly as his forehead was covered in sweat. Because he felt that the Tiger Soul Knife was getting heavier, he was actually unable to hold onto the weapon that had been with him for almost ten thousand years.
That was because his cultivation base was rapidly fading and being devoured by the power of reincarnation.
Demon Emperor's ears echoed with the screams, curses, roars, and derangements of everyone present. He raised his head and looked at the sky with a deathly pale face. Feeling his cultivation falling step by step, he was extremely furious.
He did not know what had happened. How was the battle between Sikong Banyu and Hong Jun going? But now, he was facing the misfortune of falling to become an ordinary person. How could he accept the fate of an expert that had reigned for tens of thousands of years?
"Dust to dust, dust to dust! Haha … Perhaps this kind of ending will be the best ending. " Yun Sanlin laughed maniacally, not caring about the drop in his cultivation level. He had already anticipated death and was prepared to face it. Now, it was just that the way he died had become more torturous.
"Brother Yun, I didn't think that the two of us would be the one to bear the suffering of everyone. Look, is this our sorrow, or are they even more sorrowful?" Bai Ze staggered over to Yun Sanlin's side. With a smile on his face, he glanced at the howling crowd and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. Everyone's fate was already decided.
"Fifty steps is a hundred steps. The depth of one's sorrow can no longer be measured. However, this Yun feels more at ease compared to them. "Brother Bai, I never thought that we would actually meet like this. I just hate meeting each other too late. If there is an afterlife, you and I will be close friends for the rest of our lives."
"Alright …"
Their fates had already come to a close, but it was just that they arrived early or late. Now that disaster had befallen, the two of them felt much more at ease, just like death itself and the fear of it descending. Death was not scary at all, what was scary was the fear of death descending.
"I didn't expect …" Who would have thought that I, Fengdu Great Monarch, would gallop my entire life and even have the ambition to be a savior? Who would have thought that I would end up in such a miserable and uncertain state, what a pity … What a pity! "
Fengdu Great Monarch thought about Ancient Times, where the five forces had plotted to hide and let Hong Jun fail, but today, he felt a little regretful. If he had known this would happen, his Ancient Times would have acted muddled, and even if he died, he could still die at the hands of his opponents.
But now, they could only become destitute like this. As a powerhouse of their generation, who could accept the loss they had now?
Buddha Shakya, this little monk apologizes to you. I didn't expect that the Buddhist Sangha would become the last legacy in this little monk's hands.
King Dizang clasped his hands together and bowed deeply, but he did not straighten up. Even though it was pitch black and no one would care about anyone else, he felt that he no longer had the face to face other people, face to face with Buddha, and face to face with these Fighter who were suffering together with him.
She did not shout or make a ruckus, only lowering her head quietly as tears gushed out like a flood from her eyes and fell to the ground. Her falling cultivation and the weakness she felt from her body made her seem insignificant.
A person's heart was far more painful than the one in his body. She was Sevina. When she was escaping from the Heavenly Court Relic, she didn't do it on her own, but was brought out by King Dizang Qiang. Because she didn't want to leave, she was waiting … Waiting for someone to take her away.
She remembered that the person had said that as long as she did not die, she could not die. Sevina didn't know whether he had given up on her, or if everything that had happened was a lie.
And now, in this desolate darkness, she felt a loneliness that had seeped into her bones, invading every inch of her body, as if … There was no one left but himself.
"You lost, and you died at the hands of Hong Jun? I want an answer. No matter if it's the answer I was hoping for, I will accept it without hesitation. Is that okay? "
Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like her own. She was so downcast that it seemed as if she could fall to the ground and become dust. However … Other than the crazed howls and curses, there was no other sound to her ears, nor did anyone give her an answer. She … Tears fell like rain!
"I never would have thought that my life would end like this. Haha …" It would have been fine if he was just a small figure, but the key was that he was just a step away from becoming a chess player. But this step was like a chasm between heaven and earth, allowing him to only have the fate of becoming a chess piece.
Gritting his teeth, he glared at the dark sky and bellowed, "If I, Demon Emperor, have an afterlife, I will walk with my feet in the sky."
He could only blame himself for not being able to control everything. He could only blame himself for believing too much in the majesty of the world, making it so that he could not even decide his own life and death. This was the most lamentable part of being a powerful cultivator.
He swore that if there was an afterlife, he would cover the sky and walk on the ground while singing.
Mount Kunlun, Mount Yuxu. It was just a miniature version of this world. The living beings shrouded in the power of reincarnation were in a state of fear. They did not know what they were facing. They only knew that the fear of death had already pervaded their entire bodies.