Free Web NovelChapter 2580: Chapter 127: The World Pities Me, and I Pity the World!
In the high heavens of the World Without Life, the fog has been completely dispelled, leaving the sky a dismal white.
The once-believed "Wusheng Bliss, Eternal Worry-Free," worshipped by hundreds of thousands, is actually such an empty and monotonous place.
All sustenance was devoured by the Divine Master of Wusheng.
Not even a single illusion that could slightly comfort the souls of the dead remains.
And beneath this hollow sky, Zhang Linchuan stands suspended, quietly experiencing the feeling of power rapidly draining away—though it does not affect his personal strength, it affects his World Without Life, and more so his long-term future.
The struggles over such a long time ultimately turned to bubbles, bursting one by one.
A present True God fell to a Furry God.
Countless believers of the Church of Lifeless collapsed overnight.
The Seven Spirits and Six Lives, painstakingly managed, shattered one by one...
Any one of these would be enough to overturn a life’s course.
Yet he bears them all.
Things like shortened lifespan and waning fate, abandonment by all, being pointed at by thousands and hated by humans and ghosts alike, by comparison, are common occurrences.
What ultimately is life for?
For whom do we toil tirelessly in a lifetime?
Holding the frost-white Buzhou Wind in his hand, he gazes into the distance. Even as determined as he is, he cannot help but sigh: "The world is so vast, boundless East, South, West, and North, yet cannot accommodate a single Zhang Linchuan?"
All the top tier within the church have disconnected, hundreds of thousands of believers have dispersed, and all the souls have dissolved.
In this moment, in the empty World Without Life, there is naturally only one person who can answer him—
"The heavens can accommodate you, the earth can accommodate you, but I cannot!"
Jiang Wang leaps up, his sword colliding with the high sky!
Although he cannot precisely know what happened, the blood bead on that old knife coin was personally pressed onto it by him. Ruan Jianzheng’s obstruction of Zhang Linchuan’s fate is precisely one of the variables he has been waiting for in this fierce battle.
Zhang Linchuan’s slightest pause is what he sees as the reason for victory and defeat, the gate of life and death!
The Sword Immortal unifies himself, the sword enacts myriad methods, each point of reinforcement is reflected in the killing power. The blossoming of Divine Incompleteness Wind pushes him towards a crucial step on a stronger path.
This is the first blooming divine skill unified by the Sword Immortal!
At this moment, the Five Mansions shine together, the Sword Immortal blooms, enveloped in flames, a sword rises to support the heavens, supporting exactly this World Without Life. At this moment, this is the most fitting sword—
This world’s confusion and vagueness should be divided by humanity, standing between heaven and earth, and then distinguishing between clear and turbid!
Just as human civilization arose from fire, the moment of the human sword is also lit by Samadhi True Fire.
As knowledge and insight grow, Samadhi True Fire only becomes stronger, increasingly penetrating Zhang Linchuan’s defenses. From Linzi to here, so much effort has been for this "Achieving the Samadhi." At this moment, the blaze of Gao Chi, the Longing held high, is as radiant as the first torch lit in the long, dark night, illuminating this grim world, breaking down the barrier of the World Without Life, paving the way for the struggle of life and death!
The simple unification in the state of the Sword Immortal has turned a new page for this world.
Yet Zhang Linchuan merely coldly lowers his head, watching the nearing sword, watching Jiang Wang, who also burns like a fierce flame, indifferently saying: "I walk my way, the way is simple. If the heavens do not accommodate me, I will break the heavens. If the earth does not accommodate me, I will break the earth. If you do not accommodate me... I’ll kill you!"
He crumbles the frost wind in his hand!
A black flame ignites outside his entire body. Upon closer inspection, how could that be flame? Within every strand of flame are countless dark electric sparks leaping. They are shadowy and indistinct, they are wickedly clamorous, yet they are also vibrant with life.
Shenxiao Hidden Thunder Ban Method!
It remains the framework of the Hidden Thunder Ban Method, but incorporates the understanding of the divine way from the present True God. It strengthens the killing power, enriches the future, expands the boundaries.
Looking from afar, under the empty sky background, two people entwined with black flame and red flame collide.
Half of the high sky is dark, the hidden thunder and lightning flash across a thousand miles.
Half of the ground is splendid, the red flames burn the turbid world.
In this vast World Without Life, this is an unprecedented collision, this bloody slaughter is an epoch-making scene.
Black and red, touch and split.
The red descends, the red sea retreats tide!
The darkness merely pauses, then irreversibly falls again, pressing the light of civilization downwards.
Even if all five lives are dead, all six replacements lost, five of the nine calamities have failed.
At least in this World Without Life, Zhang Linchuan is still infinitely close to the existence of a present True God.
He acknowledges Jiang Wang’s sublime grasp of the battle’s opportunity, but under the crushing strength, the more accurately you grasp the opportunity, the faster you die.
Jiang Wang falls all the way down, coughing blood all the way!
And Zhang Linchuan pursues him relentlessly.
Amidst the endless hidden thunder and red flames, those ruby-gold eyes always lock onto him.
Back in Fenglin City, there was never any weakness in those eyes, always unyielding, unwavering, self-assured. This resolve makes Zhang Linchuan feel an illusion that even the blood at the corner of his mouth has an immortal persistence.
Zhang Linchuan does not find it respectable, nor does he find it laughable.
He merely feels a bit regretful, having come this far, believing he has walked each step with as much perfection as possible, achieving the limits within his capacity under limited conditions... But failing to kill Jiang Wang early might be a flaw.
He is not one who demands perfection, occasional errors, just patch them up.
Now is the time for patching.
He grips his fist, pulling it back, the hidden thunder dark radiance roves over the peak of his fist. Subtly causing a resonance with heaven and earth.
