Chapter 155 A Gentleman's Agreement

The changes in the flow of Yin and Yang were reshaping the rules of the entire surrounding world.

The owner of that voice seemed astonished, forced to reveal himself by this shift in the law.

He appeared as a refined and elegant man, who now looked around, taking in the shifting phenomena of Yin and Yang, phenomena that were suppressed by a sword held in the hand of the Daoist before him. The slightest lift of the Yuanshi Tianzun's hand...

...would unleash a vast torrent of myriad phenomena, all transforming into sword qi to kill him.

Yet he showed no fear, chuckling as he said,

"I've come here, of course, for a positive outcome."

"Aren't you tired of hearing that line? I wonder how many 'me's have said it to you."

The black-haired Daoist said politely, "Five."

The man closed his folding fan and tapped it against his palm, shaking his head.

"Yuanshi Tianzun's memory doesn't seem very good. Or are you toying with me? I remember clearly telling you that line three times. How could it be five?"

The black-haired Daoist calmly corrected, "Four."

The man's expression faltered. "Hmm?"

"No, I mean..."

The black-haired Daoist raised his right hand slightly. In an instant, the bottom became one, the palm became the sky. Heaven and earth separated, qi surged, and the divine sword's hum grew louder and brighter. Then, he lowered his gaze and said softly,

"Three."

The smile on the man's face froze.

He finally understood that the black-haired Daoist had no intention of humoring him. He was counting down. As the Xuanyuan Sword lifted another inch in his palm, the Yin and Yang began to flow and change naturally. All the surrounding laws were reshaped by the Yuanshi Tianzun's will, and all the rules within the world enveloped by the Taiji Diagram pointed towards this ending.

He was really going to kill him!

The refined young man's pupils contracted sharply, and as the black-haired Daoist spoke the next number,

He spoke up proactively, his tone gentle, "I'm here to warn you to be careful."

He paused, waiting for the Daoist before him to ask.

The latter's expression remained calm and indifferent as he looked at him, saying softly,

"One."

Almost as soon as that word fell, a vast sound of sword-song rose.

An unparalleled sharpness struck almost instantly, aimed directly at the core of his true spirit.

The young man's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out,

"Be careful of the Turbid World Great Lord!"

As these words fell, he felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows. The Xuanyuan Sword was already touching his forehead from afar, not piercing it, but his divine soul felt a very distinct, piercing, rending pain. Even he had the illusion of his body tensing up and a chill running down his spine.

Or perhaps it wasn't an illusion.

The black-haired Daoist's gaze swept around.

The Yin and Yang were flowing and changing, each collision displaying various novel transformations.

The so-called Four Symbols, Eight Trigrams, Sixty-Four Hexagrams, and even the various arcane laws derived from them, were contained within. It seemed that because of the direct dissection of Yin and Yang, the Yuanshi Tianzun's weakest area, Heavenly Secrets and Arcane Gates, was already displaying a grand completion.

Ordinary geniuses, like Zhuge Wu Hou and Qi... started from the Sixty-Four Hexagrams, reversing to comprehend the Yin and Yang, Heavenly Secrets and Arcane Gates.

But Wei Yuan was starting directly from the core of everything, simplifying complexity, and going straight to the true meaning.

"Be careful of the Turbid World Great Lord?"

Wei Yuan muttered to himself, then lightly tapped the ground with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The unfolded Yin and Yang gathered again. In an instant, the world in the Eye of Destiny seemed to turn into black and white, and everything returned to the origin of Yin and Yang. Countless primal energies surged and flowed, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, forming an incomplete painting that fell into the Daoist's sleeve.

"Tell me in detail."

The refined man said, "Unfortunately,

Such things cannot be explained in detail."

Wei Yuan gazed at the Destiny before him and asked,

"Is it because you are only an avatar right now,

So you can't say too much?"

"Or is there something wrong with the Turbid World Great Lord? As Destiny, if you say that thing, will it bring about certain changes?"

Destiny smiled freely, "If I said, 'Guess,' you'd probably draw your sword and give me a strike. But this time, you guessed right. I can't say too much, or perhaps a wisp of energy will fall from the sky and smash me to death."

He pointed a finger at the sky.

The black-haired Daoist lowered his eyes. "Transcendence?"

Destiny shook his head repeatedly. "Unspeakable, unspeakable. I can only say..."

Then he looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in the black-haired Daoist's hand, saw the sword's edge lift slightly, and still touched his nose, saying without changing his expression, "Well, but I can slightly, slightly reveal a little bit of information. What I'm talking about might be related to the changes in the Great Lord's personality..."

"Why would a strongman, who was originally ambitious and strategic, called a friend and foe by Huntian, controlled the entire turbid world, forced the Heavenly Emperor to want to unify the world and was at odds with Kunlun and the human world to contain the turbid world, and even seriously injured Fuxi, become the weak coward he became later?"

"Your daughter came to this era, and the real purpose is also this."

"But because of the things I fear, she can't say it explicitly either."

Destiny smiled and spread his hands.

Indicating that even if you kill me, I can't say more now.

Wei Yuan pondered for a long time, thinking about what Destiny said, and casually asked, "Where is your main body?"

The refined and elegant Destiny answered as a matter of course,

"Naturally, I can't tell you that."

"It's just that the you of today may not be the Great Lord of tomorrow, and the Great Lord of this moment may also be the you of this moment."

Wei Yuan frowned.

Destiny repeatedly said this sentence, be careful of the Turbid World Great Lord, be careful of the Turbid World Great Lord.

Wei Yuan couldn't understand it.

The Turbid World Great Lord after the completion of his state of mind is naturally a top expert, but compared with the Heavenly Emperor of the clear world, who is stronger and who is weaker can only be determined after fighting. Wei Yuan has eliminated many of the turbid world's experts. If a real war breaks out, as long as the clear world has enough defensive power, it is enough to encircle and kill the Turbid World Great Lord. The chance of winning is at least 70%.

Be careful...

Could it be that the Turbid World Great Lord will step into the realm of transcendence before that?

Could it be that the current Turbid World Great Lord is in a state of being trapped for thousands of years, and once he recovers, he will advance rapidly, even if Wei Yuan cuts off one of his arms, he will still not be trapped and will steadily reach the realm of transcendence?

One thought after another emerged in Wei Yuan's mind.

Every one of them is possible, but every one of them also has many speculative parts.

It was just that Destiny's words made him a little surprised. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't understand it. The black-haired Daoist walked step by step to the bluestone in front of the sea of clouds, looked at the battle below, and picked up the bamboo pole in his hand.

Destiny asked with a smile, "Is Tianzun unable to figure it out, or doesn't want to think about it?"

His tone was sincere, but for some reason, it always had a provocative taste.

The black-haired Daoist's eyes reflected the sea of clouds, and his expression calmed down. "I just can't figure it out for a while."

"It doesn't matter, I still have a thousand years to watch and think slowly."

"The scenery here is very good, and you also have a thousand years."

"You can slowly consider whether to tell me."

Destiny's expression froze slightly, and then he laughed and said,

"What if I don't want to stay here?"

"When did you think you had the right to refuse?"

The black-haired Daoist's fishing rod had already lowered the golden line of cause and effect, and he said lightly,

"I also want to know how many times the avatar of Destiny can be divided?"

Destiny: "............"

In this instant, his heart was filled with mixed feelings, the helplessness of having to come here, and the other plans hidden in his heart, which finally turned into one sentence.

Why did you provoke him?

He sighed, "Yuanshi Tianzun is indeed domineering."

He looked at the sword next to Wei Yuan, thinking about how likely he could avoid this sword if he used his authority, and the golden streamer in his eyes was bright, as if he was deducing with his authority.

In the end, he still didn't leave, and walked step by step to the front of the sea of clouds, but he didn't get too close. He just sat down at a distance far from the bluestone, watching the sea of clouds surging, the wind blowing non-stop, watching the picture displayed by cause and effect below. In the picture, thunder was running, magnificent and boundless.

Zhang Ruosu's realm of thunder magic was originally unparalleled in the ages, the first in Taoism.

Zhang Guolao and the Eight Immortals were almost the most famous anchors of the past.

They transformed into thousands of incarnations and fell into the long river of time.

Also, in his rage, he swallowed the core of the Clear and Turbid Thunder Dao Fruit. Even if he only drove it for a short time and had not completely absorbed and resolved it, the power and destructive power he showed at this moment had already reached a very standard Dao Fruit level. He almost suppressed the turbid world's fighting force alone.

But it was only almost.

It was difficult for the turbid world's fighting force to avoid this ubiquitous and domineering thunder light.

However, pure thunder strikes could not really cause fatal damage to the turbid world's fighting force with its indestructible body. In addition, the latter's qi and blood were strong, and his injuries recovered extremely quickly. Destiny watched for a while and sneered, "It's a pity, a dragon will regret flying too high, and its momentum will not last long."

"In addition, Fuxi's tempered indestructible body is really powerful. I'm afraid Zhang Ruosu can't keep him. Even, if this turbid world's fighting force's state of mind can't match Wuzhiqi, Zhang Ruosu may not be able to fight him back and forth with this body."

Wei Yuan said, "He has a cause and effect related to you on him."

Destiny said lazily, "Yes, he has more than just a cause and effect with me. One of my avatars was killed by the Turbid World Great Lord, just to give him various destinies. And I did give him the same power, speed, martial arts, and the exact same moves and Dao Fruit attributes as Wuzhiqi."

Wei Yuan said, "No state of mind."

Destiny laughed and said, "No."

"There must be gains and losses. When the power is raised to the limit, the state of mind will also decline. This is also a matter of course. When I was trying to figure out how to use this kind of authority, someone asked me for a blessing. The condition I gave was that his enemies would also have double the blessings."

"That person hoped to sleep enough for six hours every day, that is, twelve hours. His enemies would have to sleep for twenty-four hours every day until their eventual decline. And the remaining two wishes were wealth comparable to a country and great power comparable to the gods."

"Yuanshi Tianzun, what do you think the final result was?"

Destiny told the story that the Great Lord knew.

Wei Yuan fished, saying flatly, "He went crazy."

The man in green laughed, leaning against the stone behind him, and said, "How did you know?"

"Do you also have the same thinking as me?"

The black-haired Daoist lowered his eyes. "I am naturally not you, but I believe in the lower limit of your character."

The man in green was shocked and laughed loudly.

He clapped his hands and sighed,

"I didn't expect Tianzun to be so close to my heart."

"But I won't trick him. It's just that he didn't define what an enemy is."

"So in the end, he felt that his son was disobedient and too rebellious, that his wife's cooking was too terrible, that his mother wanted to control him in everything, that the king's policies were too stupid, and that the neighbor's morning noises were too noisy. In the end, his son fell asleep, his wife fell asleep, and until the end, the entire country fell into a death-like sleep."

"The country was asleep, and no one was working, so the wealth could not be moved, could not be increased, and had no value."

"He got the wealth."

"Such a person destroying a country is also a great power comparable to the gods."

"He had everything he expected, and if he could have the state of mind of not being happy with things or sad with himself, then all of this would happen as he expected. What destroyed him was not me, but his own 'self' that kept expanding along with his power."

"This turbid world's fighting force is also like this."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the sea of clouds. The turbid world's fighting force transformed his body, becoming incomparably huge and powerful.

Then he shattered the thunder with his flesh, and his qi and blood surged, and his injuries seemed to recover instantly. Then he directly turned into a rainbow of light and flew away towards the distance. Above the sky, thunder ran, Zhang Ruosu stood on the sea of clouds, his body turned into divine thunder, and he chased and captured him at a speed no less than his. Destiny smiled and spread his hands, "Tianzun, we may have to stay here for a long time."

"After all, you won't let me leave."

"Why not find some fun?"

"For example, bet on how this turbid world's fighting force will die? When will he die?"

Wei Yuan nodded, his voice flat: "Okay."

The man in green said, "If you cooperate like this, I think it's boring..."

"Okay, I bet he will die under Wuzhiqi's stick when his real name is called out by Shakyamuni."

Wei Yuan's voice was flat: "I say he will die in Fuxi's hands."

Destiny was stunned.

Fuxi was not within the scope of Destiny's weaving.

Wei Yuan pointed his finger at the sea of clouds. Because the thunder was running, the terrifying thunderclouds directly covered the entire human world, so some things were not so obvious. If you look closely, there was also black thunder light and blood-colored rain mixed in the thunder. It's just that the black thunder light was covered by the clouds, and the blood rain had not yet fallen, and it had been split, bombarded, and evaporated by the thunder.

The sky bleeds rain, and ghosts and gods cry.

Has a Dao Fruit fallen?

And the fluctuations when this Dao Fruit fell were even bound by layers of heavenly secrets!

Destiny's expression was solemn.

The black-haired Daoist curled the corner of his mouth, his expression peaceful:

"This is also why I'm staying here with you."

"Turbid world's fighting force? Congratulations."

"Fuxi is out."