Somewhere deep underground.
A cloud of gray-black mist gradually condensed and took shape on the throne until it turned into the appearance of the eternal king.
"... It seems that the body is completely finished." He reached out and touched his face and said with a little regret. Although evil infection is convenient, most people can only become puppets. If you want a container that can hold your soul at any time, you need a high degree of harmony between your character and your will. A useful body like Fei Nian cannot be encountered anytime and anywhere.
Fortunately, the next container has been found.
Moreover, this person still serves in the Privy Council of Xu State, which makes it easier for him to implement his next plan.
"Qi Guo... Ning Qianshi..."
When King Yong read out this name, his expression became a little gloomy.
The opportunity to break the cage was right in front of him, but he didn't expect that he would be pecked by a weak alchemist who didn't even have a green sword.
This man's body has long been infected, and as long as the curse is issued, he will die soon - this is the price of betrayal, but it still cannot eliminate the hatred in King Yong's heart.
In his opinion, death is an advantage for the other party.
A woman in white walked out of the door.
She was covered with white gauze, her feet were naked, and her outline was so bright that it was hard to look directly at her, as if she was the light herself, and she had an indescribable sense of majesty.
In an instant, King Yong understood everything.
He has seen this person.
But he knew that the woman in front of him was just a container, just like Fei Nian was not Fei Nian.
At this moment, she is the "Way of Heaven".
"I can create you, and I can naturally find you." Tiandao seemed to have read his thoughts, "Your mission has been completed, and now the stage will be handed over to the next generation."
"You created me? Stop talking nonsense!" King Yong said with cracked eyes, "My parents are the ones who gave birth to me, not some bullshit god!"
"But you are a listener." The other party's tone was calm, "If you were not chosen as a listener, you would not be able to accomplish this great feat. Originally, with your ability to listen, you could reach a higher level and stay. It is not difficult to become famous. Unfortunately... you have crossed the line."
"If I don't cross the line... I will honestly be your slave in this prison!" King Yong clenched his fists, "I just did something that any king would do!"
There is a huge misunderstanding in this world.
That is, everyone is pursuing the way of heaven, just like a dragon that has its head but not its tail, just like a hidden paradise.
But in fact, the degree of interference of heaven in the world is far deeper than people imagine.
All listeners are pawns chosen by Heaven. Those unfathomable knowledge, secrets, and techniques... all come from the whispers of heaven.
He is like this, and so is Luo Qingqing.
The endless stream of listeners during the Yong Dynasty are all rewards given by the Gate of Heaven.
They either become famous sages or kings who rule the world, because the advantage of listeners over ordinary Qi sensers is so huge that it is difficult not to become superior to others. This also makes everyone long for the opportunity to awaken, hoping that one day they can get a glimpse of the way of heaven, but they have never thought that if the leaders of a group are controlled by behind-the-scenes hands, what is the difference between this group and the livestock being raised?
It’s okay if you haven’t seen true freedom.
The problem is that by chance, he glimpsed the real world, and at that moment his desire to get rid of control could no longer be suppressed.
The Black Gate is the only way to freedom.
"Slave?" the woman said calmly, "You are wrong. Only in what you call a cage can a person live as a human being. Once out of this cage, a person can no longer be regarded as a human being. The purpose of the listener's existence is to protect order. , I had high hopes for you, but you want to destroy this barrier for your own selfish desires, which really disappoints me. The end result of this is that everyone will be buried with you."
King Yong scoffed at this statement.
It is true that many people will die, and maybe not even one out of ten will survive, but even if only one or two people survive, that means endless possibilities. And in this cage, you will never be able to see the real starry sky for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to escape reincarnation.
It’s self-evident how to choose.
He and Tiandao are destined to be opposites, and trying to convince each other with words is just a waste of words.
King Yong put his hand into his chest, and when he pulled it out again, there was a blazing sword in his hand - and the fire on this sword was darker than the night.
The woman also opened her hands, and the shining golden dragon scales bloomed into a pair of wings on her back.
There is no doubt that there will only be one winner in this battle.
But he believes that he is definitely not the only one who wants to join the Black Gate. The human race is like this and will never be willing to be imprisoned under a false starry sky. Even if his great cause collapses and he dies here, there will definitely be successors who will step forward and destroy the way of heaven from its foundation.
King Yong raised his sword and rushed towards the golden light in the sky.
Volume 8 A brand new world