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The world of the God's Tomb.

Deep in the dark ancient tomb, Chen Nan sat cross-legged.

The chaotic and undivided vitality fluctuated around him, which was a sign that he was about to break through the bottleneck and step into a higher realm.

All around, the ancient tombstones stood quietly, as if witnessing this historic moment.

In his heart, he was reviewing the challenges and hardships of the past.

On the other hand, he was looking for the last opportunity to break through the level in front of him.

Just as he was thinking hard and the dual pressure of spirit and body reached the limit, Su Ming's shocking words crossed the boundaries of time and space and echoed in his ears:"My fate is not to knock on the sky to make my fate, but to let the sky knock on me, and use my death to dye this life!"

These words, like a flash of lightning that broke through the night sky, instantly illuminated the fog in Chen Nan's heart.

He suddenly realized that the real breakthrough was not simply dependent on external forces, but came from the fearless will and determination deep in his heart.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, engraving these words deeply into his soul. At that moment, Chen Nan seemed to have some kind of wonderful resonance with Su Ming.

An unprecedented power surged from the bottom of his heart, and his realm made a qualitative leap.

""Boom!"

With a loud noise, the sky and the earth changed color. The chaotic energy around Chen Nan instantly turned into a dazzling light, illuminating the entire ancient tomb like daylight.

At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from him, which was a sign of a higher realm.

He slowly stood up, his eyes firm, and his whole body exuded an indomitable majesty.

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the ancient tomb. They were powerful enemies who came to prevent him from breaking through.

But in Chen Nan's eyes at this moment, these enemies seemed so small.

He waved his hand lightly, and the energy between heaven and earth seemed to be summoned, gathering into sharp blades, instantly defeating the enemy.

After the battle, Chen Nan faced the void and thanked silently in his heart:"Su Ming, although we have never met, your words have allowed me to find an opportunity to break through. I owe you a favor."

On the other side, in the mortal world, Han Li sat in a simple hut, playing with an ordinary spirit stone in his hand. He looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was recalling the words from the outside world:、

"My fate is not to ask the heaven to decide my fate, but to let the heaven ask me to die, and to stain my life with the intention of death!"

Han Li raised a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. He knew his own character very well. It was a kind of caution and forbearance deep in his bones, which was completely different from Su Ming's shocking rhetoric.

He thought self-deprecatingly:"Such remarks are too wild for me and do not conform to my usual style of doing things."

Han Li pondered for a moment, but he had to admit in his heart that although Su Ming's words were wild, they also contained an admirable determination and strength.

For someone like him who is used to taking every step carefully and steadily, he occasionally needs such an encouragement to remind himself that the path of cultivation is not just about avoiding risks. Sometimes, you also need the courage to go against the will of heaven and change your fate.

"However, I, Han Li, have my own way. I don't need to let the heaven knock on me. I just need to move forward steadily on my own path, and one day, I will be able to reach the height that others look up to."

Han Li said in his heart, his eyes gradually became firm, as if at this moment, he had also found his own answer.

Then, Han Li closed his eyes and continued to immerse himself in his own practice.

He understood that no matter how the outside world changes, sticking to his heart and acting cautiously is the most suitable way of practice for himself.

On the long and lonely road of cultivating immortals, Han Li always believed that as long as there is a way in his heart, even the most inconspicuous mortal can leave his own mark in the vast universe. On the

Douluo Continent, outside Xingluo City, among the verdant bamboo forests, Tang San stood quietly, with the blue silver grass in his hand gently wrapped around his fingertips, as if he was talking to nature.

His thoughts were drawn by a strange wave, which was an echo from another world. Su Ming's bold words traveled through time and space and stirred in his heart.

""My destiny is not to ask the heaven to decide my fate, but to let the heaven ask me, so that I can die and live my whole life."

These words exploded in Tang San's heart like thunder, making him involuntarily recall the time when he became the Asura God.

At that time, facing the choice of fate, he also had the determination to change his fate. It was a will that transcends life and death, and a deep understanding of power and responsibility.

Tang San chuckled, his eyes deep,"Su Ming, I feel the same way about what you said.

As an Asura God, I carry not only power, but also protection and sacrifice.

Perhaps, every strong man who has reached the extreme has the challenge and indomitable spirit to the way of heaven deep in his heart.

I, Tang San, am the same."

In another world, in the snow, in the Beiliang Palace, there was a heavy snowfall, and the whole place was covered in silver.

Prince Xu and Old Huang were drinking wine around the stove, talking about old stories in the martial arts world. Suddenly, Su Ming's heart-shaking words, like a dragon's roar in the cold wind, unexpectedly broke into their conversation.

Prince Xu, the prince of Beiliang, had a glimmer in his eyes, and the wine glass in his hand paused slightly,"Old Huang, listen to what you said, I am willing to die and live my whole life. This kind of spirit is really a man's true color.

Aren't we martial artists looking for that kind of free and unrestrainedness? Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, we have to cut it open with a sword. Ask the world, what can't be done?"

Old Huang, this ordinary-looking old servant, is actually very talented. He squinted his eyes, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly:"Prince, although this is crazy, it also reveals a sense of tragedy.

We, the people of Jianghu, believe in loyalty. We would risk our lives for our brothers and sacrifice our lives for friendship.

But in the final analysis, staying alive is the most important thing.

Xu Fengnian, don't learn from Su Ming, who is too obsessed with death. Living is interesting."

Upon hearing this, Prince Xu laughed and patted Old Huang on the shoulder,"Old Huang, your words make my heart itch.

Of course, staying alive is important, but in this life, there must be something worth fighting for and protecting.

Just like my Beiliang cavalry, even if the road ahead is bumpy, they will flatten all obstacles for the people of Beiliang."

Old Huang shook his head and smiled bitterly, he knew that Prince Xu had the blood of the King of Beiliang flowing in his bones, and that kind of backbone and tenacity could not be changed by a few words.

But as an old servant, he is willing to accompany this young prince, experience the ups and downs together, and witness his growth.

"" Prince, I, Old Huang, will drink with you and discuss swords with you, but if one day you really want to go through fire and water, I, an old bone, will follow you and block it for you.

However, we can outsmart each other, so why bother with a head-on fight?"

There is a deep meaning in Old Huang's words, which not only shows his concern for Prince Xu, but also implies the wisdom of life.

Prince Xu and Old Huang, one is young and energetic, the other is mature and prudent. Their conversation reflects the unique martial arts philosophy of the world in the snow - in the swordplay of the rivers and lakes, there are both lofty ambitions to sacrifice one's life and the wisdom of survival with a variety of strategies.

Su Ming's words not only aroused their resonance, but also made them move forward more firmly on their respective paths.

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Seeking the Demon World.

On the vast barbarian land, Su Ming stood in the center of the desolate battlefield, surrounded by the ruins left by his fierce battle, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere filled the sky and the earth.

His eyes were cold, looking at the figure that was gradually condensing in the void - Di Tian, the mastermind who had been planning and treating him as a chess piece.

"Di Tian, I, Su Ming, finally understand today that every step I have taken is a carefully arranged game by you."

Su Ming's voice is low and powerful, mixed with uncontrollable anger and unwillingness. The wheel of life in his body is turning, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is pouring into his body frantically, making the final preparations for the upcoming decisive battle.

Di Tian is suspended in the air, his face is indifferent, and his eyes are flashing with a playful light,"Su Ming, you are indeed a good chess piece, but after all, you are just a chess piece.

What you call defying the heaven is just a puppet show controlled by the strings in my hands."

Su Ming heard the words, and his momentum suddenly rose. He roared, and a dazzling light burst out from his body. It was a sign that his wheel of life in his body was returning to one, and his vitality was surging.

He pinched his hands, and ancient runes jumped on his fingertips, and then turned into streams of light, merging into the void, and he actually performed his original"wheel of life returns to one day and destiny backfires" technique.

In the sky, the originally calm stars seemed to be pulled and swayed, and the rules of heaven and earth seemed to be distorted at this moment.

Su Ming used the power of destiny to attack Emperor Tian who tried to control his fate. For a moment, the wind howled, the thunderclouds rolled, and the world seemed to be filled with the wailing of all things.

Seeing this, Emperor Tian looked solemn. He understood the danger of Su Ming's move and immediately activated his supreme secret method to resist this heaven-defying attack.

But Su Ming was not an ordinary person. The anger in his heart that was unwilling to be controlled turned into unprecedented strength. He shouted:"My destiny is my own. If the way of heaven is unfair, I will become a demon!"

As Su Ming finished speaking, the space around him began to shake violently. His figure turned into a brilliant light, soaring into the sky, and then fell like a meteorite. With the momentum of destroying the world, he swept out with a move of"One Sword to Seek the Devil to Cut the Sky and Split the Earth".

This sword condensed his lifelong cultivation and unyielding will. The sword energy was like a dragon, tearing the sky and the earth apart and heading straight for Emperor Tian.

Although Emperor Tian was strong, facing Su Ming's desperate attack, he also felt unprecedented pressure. He had to use all his strength, both palms Pushed out, evolved into a world, trying to block this shocking sword. (To read the exciting novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

However, Su Ming's sword intent contained the desire for freedom and the struggle against fate. This power was beyond imagination. The sword light passed, and cracks appeared in that world, and the figure of Di Tian also flashed. The battle continued, the sky and the earth changed color, and the duel between the two shook the entire world of seeking demons.

In anger and awakening, Su Ming constantly displayed the various magical powers he had learned on the road to seeking demons, such as"Returning to the Hundred Turns"."、""The Left Hand of the Devil" and so on.

Each strike contained the power to destroy everything, and launched a thrilling life-and-death contest with Di Tian.

Despite this, the one who fought Su Ming was just a clone of Di Tian.

In the Great Domination World, above the endless sea of spiritual power, a huge floating island was suspended. This was the center of the Northern Spirit Realm - Tianluo Continent.

Mu Chen stood on the edge of the island, looking at the vast sky, with unprecedented excitement in his heart.

He had just used special means to peek into the earth-shaking battle between Su Ming and Di Tian in the Demon Seeking World. The shocking scenes were like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind.

""Let's fight!"

Muchen murmured to himself, his blood boiling, as if there was a force surging in his body, a desire for powerful strength, and an endless yearning for free will.

"I also want to be that kind of person, not controlled by anyone, my destiny is written by myself!"

Mu Chen clenched his fists, and spiritual power surged around him, forming gorgeous spiritual patterns, which were the operation of the Great Buddha Art in his body.

He closed his eyes and savored the battle just now, trying to learn from it and make his cultivation further.

In another time and space, in the mortal world.

In a quiet valley, Han Li was sitting on a bluestone, playing with a gleaming spiritual stone in his hand, but his heart was surging with complicated thoughts.

He just witnessed the battle between Su Ming and Di Tian through some strange induction, especially Su Ming's words, which made him fall into deep memories.

"My fate was once a chess piece in the hands of others."

Han Li laughed at himself, remembering the past when he was in Qixuan Sect and was almost possessed by his master Mo Juren.

At that time, he was weak and helpless, and almost became a tool for others to prolong their lives.

But it was that experience that made him deeply realize the importance of strength, and thus embarked on the road of cultivation, step by step growing into the current Han Tianzun.

"Senior Su Ming’s experience reminded me of my own past. Heaven has its own way of retribution. Who can escape it? I, Han Li, once struggled between life and death, but in the end, I made my own way with my own wisdom and perseverance."

Han Li's eyes gradually became firm. He stood up and looked at the rolling hills in the distance. A sense of pride rose in his heart."Whether it is Senior Su Ming or myself, we are using our own ways to prove to Heaven that fate is in our own hands!"

Han Li took a deep breath, and the spiritual power surged in his body. He closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to practice again.

This time, he seemed to have found a new motivation, which was a resonance from the depths of his soul.

In the world of Fights Break Sphere, in a quiet courtyard of Canaan Academy, Xiao Yan and Yao Lao sat opposite each other, surrounded by a faint scent of medicine.

With a hint of excitement between his brows, Xiao Yan described to Yao Lao the battle between Su Ming and Di Tian that he had learned through special channels in a vivid way.