Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1992 Against your will

In the blink of an eye, a strong wind blew up in the field.

The sand and dust coming from nowhere can make people unable to open their eyes.

Jiluo Qiantuo, Po Zhi and others all moved out of the way, but Ling Yuyao stood there stunned, looking at Yang Chen's sudden rising figure, hesitating to speak.

Rumble…

The ancient bluestone palace, which was specially built for the meeting of the four kings, let out a mournful cry at this moment.

The zenith was blasted open by a mysterious force, revealing the rather clear sky at night.

And Yang Chen's figure just flashed, and then disappeared into the hall with Da Zi Zaitian, who had already fallen into a state of autism.

The moonlight shone down, and it was like stardust fell in the hall, adding a bit of emptiness to the scattered atmosphere.

——

nothingness.

All around was nothingness.

In the eyes of Da Zi Zi Tian, ​​this is actually no different from his life in the Lehua World.

He didn't know what was happening outside, he only heard a voice in his ear.

"Qiu Xie, I remember your name is Qiu Xie."

This somewhat irritating voice probably came from someone whom Da Zi Zaitian really didn't want to see.

And if there is a chance, Da Zi Zaitian would like to take off his head with his own hands.

"Is it all over?"

Da Zi Zaitian wanted to open his eyes, but he didn't know where his body was. In the impression, he had burned out his soul and planned to die with everyone.

Yes, according to the pre-planned plot, the strength of the soul is comparable to that of a true immortal. Once it is burned out with all its strength, even true immortals and emperor-level figures will not dare to confront it head-on.

Not to mention in that kind of confined space——

"It's almost over, but here you have a chance to say a few more words."

Yang Chen stood calmly in front of Da Zi Zaitian's body.

Because of the burning of the soul, the originally smooth body of Da Zi Zaitian has now been twisted into a mountain of flesh with no distinguishable limbs.

But obviously, looking at Da Zi Zaitian's current appearance, he seems to be unable to even feel the pain.

Finally knowing who was speaking, Da Zi Zaitian suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a slightly self-deprecating tone:

"What, you saved them?"

"If possible, I would also like to save you, but it seems that you have already made up your mind."

Yang Chen waved his hand, and a peach blossom-like light pattern suddenly bloomed in the endless nothingness.

Then, as the light pattern slowly expanded, the suddenly bright scenery instantly enveloped the entire space.

"Abandon that body. There is no need for the body to protect yourself here. You are going to die anyway."

Yang Chen called out to the big meat ball.

Sure enough, from the originally unresponsive mountain of flesh, an ordinary young man's body was suddenly peeled off.

It's just that the body is looming, as if it will disappear in the next moment.

Yang Chen knew that this was not his body, but the last remaining soul of the Great Freedom that he had forcibly fixed in time and finally saved.

The young Da Zi Zai Tian, ​​oh no, maybe he should be called Qiu Xie.

He just walked out of his body slowly, and then sat down on the ground.

Under his feet, thick earth suddenly appeared.

This land, which is simple and unlike the Shura Realm, seems to be a corner of the Canglan Continent where Yang Chen once lived. It is not very special, but the scenery is good, and that is enough.

"You seem to know me very well? But I don't remember seeing you, and..."

He stared at Yang Chen's face, frowned and asked:

"Where did you know the name Qiu Xie?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, and was not in a hurry. He sat down tightly next to Da Zi Zai Tian. Such behavior without a sense of distance made Da Zi Zai Tian frown even more.

"I know because I have met Qiu Xie. Even though you have become like this, I still remember your ordinary face."

"It shouldn't be like this."

Yang Chen shook his head, as if he was denying everything that Da Zi Zai Tian had done.

"What do you know!"

"Of course I don't understand you, and I don't know what happened after you left my seat..."

Yang Chen suddenly turned his head, stared closely at Da Zizaitian's eyes that were so cloudy that they had no whites, and asked quite seriously:

"Once upon a time, a little monk who devoted himself to praying to the Buddha and even being able to kneel quietly in front of the Star Emperor to pray for a person's longevity talisman without fear of life and death, turned out to be the frightening Great Freedom God in the bloody battle of Shura after a thousand years. ——”

"In the end what happened?"

Da Zi Zaitian was stunned... It should be said that his heart as Qiu Xie suddenly reminded him of the memory that he had abandoned in the first place.

He is just an ordinary monk.

At least until he met the woman who made it impossible for him to get rid of his troubles, he was an ordinary monk.

Later, she left him just because she was rated as a demon and did not dare to stay.

By the time the monk found the woman, it was already too late.

For this reason, he crossed countless mountains and rivers and sought countless help, just to ask for a longevity charm - they said that the emperor had such a thing in his hand that could extend people's life, so he went.

At that time, he came to the Star Emperor in common clothes, knelt down, kowtowed, knelt down, and kowtowed again.

On the ninety-nine and eighty-one days, the bricks on the ground were shattered, and the bones on his forehead were visible.

The Star Emperor finally granted him talisman and blessing for this purpose.

However, no one knows what happens next.

Until a thousand years later, in the Shura world, on the battlefield of the bloody battle between Shura, a heavenly being who ate the flesh and blood of Shura and was thirsty for countless killings appeared - Da Zi Zaitian.

Eighty thousand years passed by.

Qiu Xie once again saw someone he thought he would never see.

"No...you can't..."

Seeing those eyes that were as deep and full of starlight as before, Qiu Xie trembled.

"I heard...I heard!"

"The Star Emperor is dead, right? Regardless of whether the Star Emperor is here or not, what made an innocent man become what he is today?"

Yang Chen stared coldly at Qiu Xie, who was gradually becoming ordinary.

"Do you know why I gave you that talisman back then?"

"Kowtow? Kneel down? Does such a ridiculous excuse really work? If kowtow worked, I would already be kneeling in front of my body covered with bones and flesh—"

Yang Chen looked at Qiu Xie in confusion, as if he could find some answer from him.

"I did the same stupid thing as you."

"I found a woman I couldn't possibly meet—"

"You couldn't protect her, could you?"

"I do not have either."

"But so what?"

——

Countless mist gradually emerged from Qiu Xie's body. This change did not surprise Yang Chen.

On the contrary, it was the trace of evil in the mist that finally allowed Yang Chen to capture the reason that puzzled him the most.

The Qiu Xie in front of him - Da Zizaitian's previous life, he was a monk with an outrageous determination. Although it was ridiculous to say it, Yang Chen didn't realize that something could shake his heart.

Unless something irresistible happens.

"Who is this person! Get out!"