Chapter 1747 – Rotten Mess
Dang-!
Dang–!
Dang-!!!
In the boundless deep space, Lin Qiye’s dual fists frantically smashed on top of the [Immortality]’s prison cage, his eyes bloodshot!
Suddenly, the glow that was attached to the cage suddenly disappeared as Lin Qiye’s fists slammed into it, easily crumbling it into a sky of debris that drifted out in all directions in space.
Lin Qiye froze in place.
He stared blankly at the fragments of the cage that drifted out into space, the [Immortality] trait had been damaged, meaning that the person he was waiting for …… had gone with it.
”Garland ……,” Lin Qiye muttered.
The Fateful Monk folded his hands, and that pair of eyes slowly closed, “[Eternal Life] and [Immortality] have both returned to their positions, and the Eternal Celestial Court’s suppression of the unsolvable realm of death that the human race had faced for the ages …… is considered to have been completely revitalized.”
Lin Qiye violently turned his head to look at the Predestined Monk, his palm lightning-like strangling his throat.
At the same time, a radiant golden field opened up behind the monk, and the blazing angel held a holy sword in his hand, its sharpness already against his back heart, just a fraction of a second away from piercing him through!
The Predestined Monk closed his eyes, not even bothering to look at Lin Qiye’s eyes, while the latter’s reddish bloodshot eyes seemed as if they were itching to kill him by a thousand cuts!
”Even if you kill me today, Jia Lan won’t be able to come back.” The Fateful Monk spoke faintly, “Her physical body was burned up by the Samadhi Flame, and her soul was integrated into the Eternal Dan, so in this life and in this world, you will never be able to meet her again ……”
”This body of yours was given by me! You inherited all of my memories! Do you really not have the slightest feelings in your heart for Jia Lan?!” Hearing these words, Lin Qiye’s heart surged with anger and asked in a near roar.
”Emotions? Everyone in this world can have feelings, but I can’t …… you, either.”
The Fateful Monk stretched out his hand and pointed to the Great Summer Gods in the distance, “You’re saving Jialan for your own personal feelings today, then down the road when someone else sacrifices for this chess game, how are you going to face them? You can’t even give up your feelings, so who are you to ask these pawns to go and die for you?
You’re very smart, Lin Qiye, you should know that this game of chess is never a child’s game, to be able to have everyone go to the end with a happy ending …… Sacrifice is inevitable, everything, is for the continuation of humanity.”
Lin Qiye’s right hand kept exerting force, pinching the neck of the predestined monk red, and the latter’s voice was a little hoarse:
”Or are …… you going to give up now? Garland has already sacrificed himself for the sake of mankind for a glimmer of life …… Now, you’re going to be a shrinking violet and let all of their sacrifices go up in flames?”
These words fell on Lin Qiye’s ears and buzzed like thunder, his palms trembled continuously and he finally let go of the predestined monk’s throat.
Even if he is no longer willing, Calan’s death has already become a foregone conclusion …… Since this is the case, he must not give up here, Michaela, Zuo Qing, Calan, each of their lives is like a heavy mountain pressing down on Lin Qiye’s heart, forcing him to win this chess game.
From the moment that Calan died, he had been unable to turn back.
The holy sword against the back of the Fatal Monk retracted, and his reddened face, too, quickly returned to normal …… He looked at Lin Qiye, who was losing his voice in front of him, and knew that the most difficult move in this game of chess had already been successfully taken.
The Fateful Monk’s muddy robe swung in the void as he folded his hands and whispered in a voice that only he could hear:
”I will definitely help you win this game of chess …… Commander Lin.”
At the same time, the changes in the Heavenly Court in the distance instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the battlefield.
”The fallen divine power is recovering?”
Several Golden Immortals noticed the changes in themselves at the same time, and shock surfaced in their eyes.
According to reason, once the divine Kingdom’s origin is damaged, if one wants to repair it to its original extent, it requires a large number of people to spend a lot of time in order to do so, when they first repaired their origin, it took them almost two years ……
And now only how long has passed since the Origin was damaged, and it was even repaired?
”It looks like the Heavenly Court has subdued the lunar seal again.” Jiang Ziya let out a long breath, “Our lives, too, have been saved ……”
”The divine power is still growing …… and has even surpassed the previous level.” Yang Jian looked at his hands and spoke in disbelief, “How is this possible? What exactly happened to the origin?”
”Yang Jian, don’t you feel a bit sleepy?”
Nezha couldn’t help but yawn as he stabbed out and swatted away the attack of a Grammatical God.
”Sleepy?” Yang Jian frowned and sensed for a moment, “It seems like there is indeed …… is the Origin side, feeding back our godhood?”
”What do you mean? Is it a good thing?”
”It should be.”
Yang Jian was about to say something, when a space-time rift suddenly blossomed in the nothingness above his head, and hazy gray mist surged out from it, and a familiar aura descended once again!
”Again?!” The moment they felt this aura, everyone’s hearts thumped!
Wasn’t it said that the [Gate Key] could no longer be used?
Their side had managed to regain the advantage again, was it going to be reversed?
In everyone’s vigilant gazes, a gray-robed figure stepped out of the fog, and it wasn’t the [Key of the Gate], but a human.
He lifted up his wide hood, a young face appeared in front of everyone’s eyes, if the scar at the corner of his forehead was covered off, he should be very clean looking, those gray eyes swept over the crowd, deep as an abyss.
”An Qingyu ……”
Of course the gods of Grand Xia recognized that face, just a short while ago, he had made a scene in the Heavenly Court.
An Qingyu’s gray eyes, quickly insighting the current situation, looked at the emptiness in the sky above, and muttered, “Your own failure, leaving a pile of mess, let me deal with it …… It seems that you are not calculating.”
”An Qingyu, what do you want to do?” Western Queen Mother spoke in a deep voice.
An Qingyu didn’t speak, his gaze swept over the gods, pausing for a moment on the tear-stained Lin Qiye, seemingly a bit puzzled, before slowly moving away ……
”I’m here to end this farce.” An Qingyu spoke calmly.
As the words fell, a massive portal was outlined behind An Qingyu!
The pressure of the Gate of Truth was something that the gods of Grand Xia had learned about in the Heavenly Court, and now the portal seemed to be even more solid than it was back then, and as it appeared, the nine remaining grammatical gods on the battlefield stopped fighting at the same time.
Temporal and spatial disturbances swirled up from the circumference of these nine grammatical gods, and their presence was suddenly blurred!
”He’s trying to escape!”
Jiang Ziya saw through His intentions with a single glance, and when the Great Xia Gods heard this, they immediately took the initiative to swipe out and charge towards these grammatical gods!
Now that the Eternal Celestial Court had suppressed the lunar seal and had the help of Lin Qiye and the others, they had actually gained an advantage in the battlefield, and as long as they were given enough time, they would definitely be able to clear these nine grammatical deities here!
But An Qingyu didn’t want to let them have their way.
As the gray mist drifted away, those nine grammatical gods simultaneously turned into streams of light and disappeared into the gap of the Gate of Truth.
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