My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 239 End
But the light that penetrated the sky and the earth only flickered for a short moment.

Although it is just a stream of light, it can cut through the long night and become the hope in the hearts of countless people.

It was at this moment that the long night was instantly illuminated by firelight. In the night sky that looked like daylight, all the evil things originally hidden in the darkness were exposed.

They looked up in fear at the sudden appearance of the bright sun in the sky, accompanied by raging flames igniting around them, and died completely in mourning.

The lofty destiny in the Buddha's head in front of him was looking at the increasingly approaching fire spear in Zhu Houcong's hand. The hot mysterious fire burned his stone skin and dyed it an ominous brown.

His eyes actually showed a touch of humanized fear at this moment. The glazed chains around him, which were refined with the essence and blood of the bones and blood of the eminent monk, emitted a clear Sanskrit sound in the struggle of destiny, just like the eminent monk's last exhausting chant before his death. .

I hope that the true Buddha will come to the world and save the world from suffering.

It turns out that even the supreme destiny can be afraid?
Zhu Houcong thought as he jumped into the sea of ​​glazed light in front of him and threw the handle that carries the darkness behind the world that has enslaved mankind since its birth towards the fate in front of him that symbolizes tyranny, debauchery, indulgence, plunder, and massacre. The thing retaliated with the angry spear!

Amidst the raging fire, the spear penetrated the Buddha's head in front of him.

The red pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the angry wail of the Buddha's head came from within.

There is endless blue blood flowing out of the Buddha's head, endless and endless, as if it can fill the sea.

But in the pillar of fire, the blue liquid turned into gray-blue smoke under the burning flames before it had time to gather.

The gray-blue smoke and dust occasionally gathered into a ferocious and painful grimace. Its mouth opened and closed, staring at the few people in front of it with resentful eyes, as if cursing that these sinners in front of it would be swallowed by the sea for the rest of their lives.

But the curse seemed so weak in the hot flames. Occasionally, the sound of curses was heard, but it was only for a short moment.

In an instant, he disappeared in the pillar of fire with a scream.

There was a vomiting, almost suffocating smell of burnt fish and shrimp that had rotted and been burned by the fire.

The liquid that flowed out of the azure Buddha head in front of him and tried to rush back to the sea was eventually evaporated by the pillar of fire that reached the sky.

No more drop of liquid can flow out from the Buddha's head, which has a huge black hole on his forehead.

The Buddha head in front of him seemed to be completely dead.

But Zhu Houcong picked up the King of Qin Sword, and he walked slowly forward, intending to give the thing in front of him the final blow and completely erase it from this world.

Shui De Tianming in front of him was still lying quietly on the ground. Even though the Qin King Sword in Zhu Houcong's hand had been swung, and he and Zhu Houcong were very close, there was still no movement.

Zhu Houcong was carefully on guard.

After confirming that the Buddha's head in front of him had not moved at all, he slashed downwards with the King Qin Sword in his hand, cutting the burnt black and red Buddha's head in front of him into two pieces——

King Qin's sword was extremely happy, and the Buddha's head in front of him was easily chopped open. It seemed that the destiny of Shui De hidden in it had been completely fulfilled——

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The broken Buddha head in front of him, with his eyebrows lowered in a gesture of compassion, suddenly opened his eyes.

It was completely different from the previous human incarnation of Shui De Destiny. Although it also had the same aloofness as Destiny, in essence, it was still closer to all living beings living on this land.

But at this moment, the eyes of the Buddha in front of him were empty.

Although his eyes were open, there was nothing in the world that he could see.

Without any warning, the calamity-resolving method in Zhu Houcong's body that had been timid before suddenly suddenly opened its gates to release the flood after a heavy rain, and started to run wildly to warn Zhu Houcong desperately.

Zhu Houcong felt bad.

I just wanted to abandon my sword and leave, but it was already too late.

King Qin's sword conveyed a rare emotion of fear, trembling desperately next to Zhu Houcong.At this moment, the glazed lock that had cost the whole country of Nanliang, accumulated thousands of years of Buddhism, and forged with the lives of generations of eminent monks was broken in vain.

Even the thirteen glass orbs currently suspended in the air, emitting bursts of Buddha's light, are constantly experiencing cracks.

One by one, they continued to fall from the sky.

It fell to the ground, turned into fragments, and was thrown into the air, turning into blossoming glazed golden lotuses.

Surrounded by huge pressure like under the [-]-meter-deep sea, it is now difficult for Zhu Houcong to even move a finger.

In front of him, this gave Zhu Houcong such great pressure.

There is no doubt that it is the true destiny of Shui De.

It seemed that he felt the resurgence of his old rival.

This time there was no need for Zhu Houcong to summon him. Huode Tianming, who was far away in the southern suburbs of the capital, suddenly woke up.

The star Yingluo shines with huge red light in the sky.

Shui De Tianming seemed to be aware of it and looked up.

Looking at the red star that seems to have felt the provocation of Shui De's destiny and is now flickering.

Shui De Tianming exchanged their respective conditions with them.

Compared to the previous pawns, these two are the ones qualified to have a truly equal dialogue here.

The blood-red light above their heads became more and more intense, and the atmosphere between them became more and more tense.

But fortunately, in the end, Shui De Tianming took a step back and expressed compromise.

The scene immediately calmed down.

Zhu Houcong was thinking about his next move, but fortunately, the giant creature in front of him didn't seem to want to destroy Zhu Houcong.

“My proposal is still valid—the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty—”

"I hope you can make your choice as soon as possible. If you delay it too late, I cannot guarantee that the conquests between the Destined Families that have been repeated countless times in history will not continue to be staged on this land -"

After appeasing Huo De above his head, Shui De Tianming in front of him slowly spoke. He stared at Zhu Houcong, as if looking at a talented and beautiful jade that suddenly appeared in a stubborn stone.

Zhu Houcong felt that the pressure around him was slowly receding.

He did not answer the call of destiny in front of him.

After all - your eldest brother is still staring at you above your head, where are you?

And aren’t you running a little too fast——

Under the threat of the Shui De Tianming in front of him, who was still intact and had not completely fallen into sleep, he finally chose to retreat.

A beam of faint blue light slowly rose from the Buddha's head, but it did not fall eastward into the endless deep sea. On the contrary, it actually headed westward, passing through the roof of the world, accompanied by the monsoon wind coming down from the snowfield. Fly towards the place where the most fragments of destiny have gathered.

soon... soon...

At this rate, it will only take a hundred years.

He will gather together more than two-thirds of the fragments that were originally scattered in various places, and truly wake up from the long period of division and dormancy.

(End of this chapter)