"Yes!" After Gu Piaoran bowed respectfully to my grandfather, he had someone bring a mirror with a diameter of about one meter and solemnly lifted the red cloth covering the mirror.
A pillar of light suddenly shot up from the ground and rushed into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds. In just a short moment, a spiral cloud covering a thousand meters appeared above the Xuanjing Division, and the pillar of light went straight into the center of the cloud. The rolling dark clouds slowly rotated around the pillar of light and spread out in all directions. When I looked up at the sky from below, I actually had the illusion that the sky was pierced by the pillar of light.
At this time, Hua Yanyu, who was retreating step by step, shouted loudly: "Everyone press forward and kill the evil obstacles that defy the heavens!"
Shen Lin also shouted at the same time: "The disciples of Jiuchong Pavilion must fight to the death, and we must not let anyone disturb our great plan to defy the heavens!"
"Demon Slaying Hall, fight to the death!" Sun Yifan was covered in blood.
"Lin family members, fight to the death!" Lin Jingyuan's voice was hoarse.
The three parties went crazy in an instant, charging at each other recklessly. People on the top of the city kept tangling with each other and rolling down. More masters came down from the top of the city in the midst of the fighting, stepped on the blood-stained ground, and rushed towards us.
"Stop them! Kill—" Gu Piaoran gave an order, and although the remaining warlocks all dispersed and attacked the enemy, they still failed to stop the advance of the Taixu Holy Land. In just a moment, countless Taixu warriors rushed to the front of the fortune teller's camp.
When I reached out to touch the Rakshasa, my grandfather said calmly, "Don't be nervous, just wait and see."
“But…” I didn’t finish my words. The entangled enemies seemed to have hit a transparent barrier and were isolated by some invisible force more than ten meters away from our camp.
Formation!
It was only then that I realized that the seats where those fortune tellers were sitting formed a large formation, and the center of the formation was my grandfather.
The formation separated everything in front of us into two different worlds. Outside the formation, blood was raging and raining; inside the formation, it was quiet and every sorcerer was as steady as a rock.
I couldn't help but ask: "Master, what are you doing..."
The other party smiled and said, "I'm not your grandfather. Of course, you can call me Grandmaster."
I was startled and said, "You are..."
"Ning Nitian." Ning Nitian said, "Back then, in order to avoid being hunted down by Tianmai, I used the Qiankun Treasure Box to transfer my soul away. That Qiankun Treasure Box eventually fell into the hands of your grandfather."
"Do you still remember that time when you saw your grandfather coming back to life as if from the last breath? In fact, he was already dead at that time, and I brought his soul back to life. From then on, I hid by your grandfather's side."
"I saved your grandfather's life. Originally, I should have taken over his body, but he said he wanted to protect you for eighteen years to see if he could change your fate. I thought this was a good idea, so I agreed to his request."
"In the years we have been by your side, we have actually done a lot of things, but you just don't know it. Of course, your grandfather and I have also become good friends. We agreed that when the time comes, he will give his body to me so that I can take you on the road to defy the heavens."
"But your grandfather changed his mind before he left, and begged me to give him another chance. In the end, we made a bet to see if you would listen to him. If you followed his instructions in the cellar and chopped off his head with a knife, I would rather let the inheritance end than erase your memory; otherwise, you will follow our arrangements and go down step by step."
I said solemnly, "I chose the path of a warlock?"
Ning Nitian nodded and said, "Yes! You chose the path of a sorcerer. It is the will of heaven and of man. Because you can't be so cruel."
Ning Nitian said: "Do you know why we must let you go against the heavens? Because you are the person that Zhan Wuxiang and I jointly deduced, and you have the greatest chance of going against the heavens."
While Ning Nitian was speaking, he looked up at the sky: "But later I changed my mind. Going against the sky is our obsession and should not be forced on you. This time, let me do it!"
"Grandmaster!" Gu Piaoran exclaimed, "If you don't let Wu Zhao go against the will of heaven, then we are not..."
Ning Nitian waved his hand and said, "I may not lose if I go. Besides, I should have fought a life-and-death battle with the heavens hundreds of years ago. I am just completing the previous fight."
Ning Nitian said without a doubt: "This time, Xuan Jingsi was chosen as the protector because the thread of destiny of the Heavenly Dao is closest to Xuan Jingsi. This is where we go against the Heaven. Let's get started!"
Ning Nitian took out three ghost coins from his body, put them into a bamboo tube and slowly shook it. All the fortune tellers sitting behind him also took out gold coins and shook the bamboo tubes in the air.
Ning Nitian shook the bamboo tube and said, "Wu Zhao, I have gathered five hundred fortune tellers to work together to calculate our own destiny. If we can shake the destiny, we will succeed; if I can't move the destiny, not only will I die, but the five hundred fortune tellers will also die here."
"Wu Zhao, changing our fate is an obsession for us, an obsession that is almost demonic. We could have lived our whole lives without changing our fate, but we refuse to accept it! If God doesn't give us what we want, we can only risk our lives against him."
"Between pain and perseverance, you can only choose one." Ning Nitian said, "If you really need to take action, you must think it through."
I said in a deep voice: "Don't you feel any pain waiting for the opportunity like this, neither alive nor dead?"
"At least there is still hope." As Ning Nitian spoke, the originally chaotic sounds of copper coins gradually converged into one frequency. The vibrations were like the sound of war drums, defying the heavens.
When I looked up, I saw that in the sky, there appeared chaotic threads of fate, which were exactly the same as what I saw in the Jade Disk of Heaven.
As Gu Piaoran controlled the mirror to scan back and forth among the threads of fate, the entangled threads of fate began to become gradually clearer.
Only then did I realize that the distance between the real threads of destiny was much wider than what I saw in the Jade Disk of Heaven. The distance between them was enough for a person to pass through normally.
However, Ning Nitian stared at the silk thread in the sky without moving, as if he was looking for some opportunity. And I could also clearly feel that the power of the five hundred fortune tellers was rotating back and forth in the silk thread, as if helping Ning Nitian to find his own destiny.
After a long time, Ning Nitian suddenly stretched out two fingers and stabbed his eyes. Before I could exclaim, half of his finger had already been inserted into my eyes. He slowly dropped his bloody fingers and said, "Only when the god's hand is without a hand and the ghost's eye is without an eye can you reach the highest level of fortune-telling with both the god and ghost veins. I was born blind in my previous life. I have seen many things with your grandfather's eyes. I am very happy."
Ning Nitian said: "Do you know what I want to see most in my life? The person I love most. I have never seen her appearance in my previous life, but she is the most beautiful woman in my heart."
"All I wanted in my last life was to be with her, but I couldn't do it."
"After she left, all I prayed for was to see him again in his reincarnation, but I still couldn't predict her reincarnation."
"Even if I can't defy the heavens in this life, it would be nice to see what she looks like!"
"My requirements are getting lower and lower, but going against the will of heaven is getting harder and harder. Wu Zhao, I'm leaving now. I wish you good luck!"
Ning Nitian suddenly roared, "Where is Bai Ze?"
"I'm here!" Ye Jin, who appeared out of nowhere, had transformed into Bai Ze and walked slowly towards Ning Nitian, "I'm ready."
Ning Nitian reached out and pulled out the Rakshasa from my body, then stepped onto Bai Ze's back, raised his long sword high, and stared at the sky with his bloodshot eyes: "Let's go—"
Bai Ze roared to the sky and rushed up to the sky. When I saw Ning Nitian getting closer and closer to the thread of fate, the thread of fate that was originally open in the air suddenly closed in the direction of Ning Nitian.
not good!
The thread of fate in the Heavenly Dao Jade Disk is as sharp as a knife, enough to cut a human body. If Ning goes against the Heavenly Dao...
I watched as two silk threads, like a pair of scissors, slashed towards Ning Nitian from the left and right. Bai Ze suddenly turned his body, passed between the two silk threads, and pounced towards the center of the Heavenly Dao.
Soon, threads of fate converged towards the center of the Heavenly Dao, obscuring the figures of Ning Nitian and Bai Ze.
They rushed into fate to change it, but I felt they were walking into a trap.
Perhaps, they themselves feel so too
However, for that persistence, they dare to fight against the sky; for that persistence, they are not afraid of being reduced to ashes; for that persistence, they are going crazy and turning into demons!
I clenched my fists and looked up at the sky, but I heard Hua Yanyu shouting at the top of her lungs: "Their formation has lost its core, attack with all your strength!"
The Taixu warriors shook off their opponents almost at the same time and attacked the formation. The long swords that were bleeding were instantly raised to the sky, and the blood on the blades was thrown to the sky like rain and water. The cold blades slashed at the defense of the formation in an instant. Thousands of long swords fell into the formation at the same time, and there was a loud noise in the air. It was like a long sword that hit an anvil, and it was almost raised to the air at the same time under the recoil of the formation.
"puff-"
The five hundred fortune tellers all spat out blood, and the scarlet blood instantly stained their robes. However, the fortune tellers did not have time to wipe the blood from the corners of their mouths before they raised their heads to the sky again.
Although they cannot see the situation in the sky, their minds and obsessions are accompanying Ning Nitian to overcome the heavenly barriers. They are waiting for Ning Nitian to return, and they want to see Ning Nitian succeed in changing his fate.
The Taixu warriors who were shocked by the residual power of the formation also took several steps back. Some of them dropped their swords, some vomited blood and fell to the ground, and some were killed on the spot by the opponents who caught up with them from behind.
Hua Yanyu didn't care about the damage to his subordinates at all, and urged them again and again: "Hurry, attack again. Their formation won't hold out for long, and one more attack will break it!"
Gu Piaoran and the others also had red eyes: "Hold on, everyone, push forward, we can't let them break through the formation!" (To be continued)