Wen Yun glared at Ye Shubai fiercely. If she wasn't busy with work right now, she would have swung her dragon bone wand and hit the man on the head.
I'll settle the score with you when I get home!
Immortal Shangxuan was kneeling on the ground at this moment. His cultivation was constantly draining away along the blood hole in his dantian. His face was pale and he looked like a non-human.
I don’t know why I lost.
Obviously, he had watched Ye Shubai for hundreds of years, and Immortal Shangxuan knew the strength of this junior better than anyone else. He was just a young man who had just ascended to heaven, and he needed to go through more trials before he could achieve great success.
"Why..." Immortal Shangxuan slowly raised his head, his eyes no longer as calm as usual, he almost gritted his teeth and asked, "How did you do it?"
Wen Yun glanced at him and didn't answer the question. Instead, he suddenly realized, "Ah, if you hadn't said anything, I would have almost forgotten to finish off the enemy."
Supreme Xuan Immortal: “…”
Ye Shubai: “…”
There is no need to use the term "finishing the fight" to hurt people's feelings.
At this moment, Immortal Shangxuan was imprisoned by Wen Yun's space law and could not move. The mysterious and irresistible force bound him tightly. What was more terrifying was that he realized that what was leaking out of his body was not only his blood and cultivation, but also his life span!
Although the people in the fairyland have become immortals, it does not mean that their lifespan is endless. They will fall and return to dust one day. Otherwise, if we count from the beginning of the creation of all worlds, there will definitely not be only a few powerful people in the fairyland left in this endless river of time.
Immortal Shangxuan only lived for tens of thousands of years, which was an extremely long time.
However, at this moment, a hidden power that had been lingering around him since he stepped into this Cloud Island finally became apparent.
"Every moment feels like several years have passed by me quickly. No wonder I was able to use so many swords at the same time. That's why." Shang Xuan Xianzun covered the wound on his dantian, and dazzling red liquid flowed from his fingers. He stared at Wen Yun intently, his breath becoming weaker and weaker: "It turns out that it's not the law of space, but time and space."
"Finally, I got it right." Wen Yun smiled back, "What controls life and death is not only the law of life and death, but also time."
She had already calculated that if Ye Shubai's power of law could not defeat Shang Xuan, then she would use time to slowly wear him down in this formation.
The immortal on the ground was once a supreme and powerful being. However, as time passed, Shangxuan's originally young face gradually showed wrinkles, and his black hair was also stained with frost and snow. Later, his stiff back became more and more hunched. When his cultivation level fell below the ascension level, his lifespan was finally consumed.
Shang Xuan seemed to have finally accepted the fact that he had been defeated. His expression became calmer and calmer. He lowered his head to look at his wrinkled face and sneered, "It's just that the winner lives and the loser dies. I lost today, but time will prove that my way is correct, and you will regret your actions today. After all, you destroyed the way of heaven."
Wen Yun lowered his eyes and looked at the man on the ground, without a trace of pity in his eyes: "What you call Tao is to bring all living beings in the world under your control like livestock?"
Shang Xuan did not deny it, but asked: "No disasters, no troubles, the way of heaven is fair, why is it not good?"
"Your so-called justice is to sacrifice innocent people to create the perfect world you want?"
The aura on Shangxuan's body was already as thin as a gossamer, and his gaze slowly moved from Wen Yun to the distant sky. In the distance, he seemed to see again the world that he had painstakingly constructed for ten thousand years. There, everyone regarded it as the highest sky, and they all respected it.
He said confidently: "In the pursuit of truth, sacrificing some people is inevitable, but the world will understand me in the end."
Wen Yun looked at the man coldly: "Okay, since you think your perfect world is real, then I will take you to see what your imagined justice has become."
She waved her hand lightly, and the scene in front of the three people suddenly changed, from the previously deserted Cloud Island to a prosperous and bustling city.
At this moment, Immortal Shangxuan's cultivation has almost disappeared, and his life span is only a few days left.
He has become an ordinary old man.
Wen Yun glanced at Shang Xuan Xian Zun indifferently and said, "Since you feel good about it, you can spend the rest of your life here. We will not interfere. Take it easy."
Shang Xuan looked back and found that Wen Yun had indeed loosened the spatial confinement imposed on him, and he was now able to move freely.
He gave Wen Yun a complicated look, then hunched over and slowly walked towards the city.
Ye Shubai looked at the back of Shangxuan Immortal Venerable and said hesitantly: "He is an Immortal Venerable after all. He has learned many methods. If he is let go this time, will he..."
Wen Yun gave Ye Shubai a strange look and said, "Who said I want to let you go? We said we won't interfere, but that doesn't mean we won't monitor you. Come on, follow him!"
She casually used the dragon bone wand to easily hide the figures and breath of the two people.
Ye Shubai shook his head helplessly, but still followed Wen Yun and walked away.
Immortal Shangxuan stood in the city and saw that the city was in good order, the merchants acted fairly, and the pedestrians were polite. His aura, which was originally weak to almost nothing, became a little stronger.
In the past, I have always looked down at this world, only seeing its general outline, but I didn't realize that when I looked closely, all the creatures in this world are so beautiful.
"I'm not wrong." Shang Xuan watched all this.
This is the world created by God Himself, and it is the most beautiful world in all the worlds.
However, when he continued to walk forward to observe more people and things, he found that he could no longer lift the sword. After his cultivation disappeared, he couldn't even open a mustard seed capsule. His body was so old that it was almost exhausted that he couldn't even stand.
At this moment, a man carrying firewood happened to pass by him, and a piece of dead wood rolled off his back.
Shang Xuan was just bending down to pick it up, but the next moment, a foot stepped on his forehead.
The mortal carrying the firewood looked down at him and cursed him: "How dare you steal in broad daylight? You are such a shameless old man!"
Immortal Shangxuan looked over coldly. How could a dignified immortal suffer such humiliation? However, just when he was about to wipe out the other party, he suddenly remembered that he was just an old mortal at this moment.
"Why are you staring at me? If you want the firewood, bring money to buy it!"
The Immortal Supreme Xuan naturally has no regard for such vulgar things as money.
So the mortal laughed immediately: "I see that you, old man, are sneaky, and you are really not a good person!"
He stomped hard on Shangxuan's foot twice, then kicked the firewood to the side of his foot: "I stepped on you twice, in order to seek justice, I will compensate you with a piece of firewood, even!"
From the beginning to the end, no passerby said anything to stop it, no one felt that this was wrong, and no hero or kind-hearted girl like in the storybooks jumped out to stop it.
The passers-by expressed their attitude with their indifferent expressions: all this is the norm in this world, you have to give what you want in exchange, no matter the reason, if you do something wrong you will be punished, this is justice.
Shang Xuan stood up with difficulty and walked forward step by step, leaning on the firewood.
However, not long after, he was caught by patrolling the city.
"You are not a citizen of this city, and you don't have a permit to come here. This is against the rules. Please leave."
Rules. Yes, all mortals are bound by countless rules, which make up this orderly city.
Walking on the outskirts of the city, Shangxuan looked back deeply at the prosperous city he had created himself, only to see a cultivator in the Qi Refining period flying into the city in an unskilled manner on a magic weapon. The person who had just thrown the magic weapon in did not ask the cultivator for any documents, but instead led the guards in the entire city to kneel at the city gate, kowtowing heavily to welcome him. The scene did not seem like they were welcoming a cultivator in the Qi Refining period, but rather welcoming some ascended great man.
Yes, in this world, the life and death of mortals can be determined by the words of the monks, and the monks are the way of heaven for mortals.
A hint of complexity flashed across Immortal Shangxuan's eyes.
After becoming a mortal, the whole world seemed to become clearer.
Shang Xuan walked forward step by step, leaning on the dead wood. From mortals to cultivators, from nobles to commoners, all kinds of living beings were within his sight.
I want to prove that I am not wrong, to prove that the world is right. It turns out that it has always been like this when I look down upon everything from a high position. However, when I truly step into this world and become the smallest existence in it, I find that nothing is right.
Why do parents dare not reprimand and teach their children, and why do parents punish their children who make mistakes, while the children who have not yet learned right from wrong cry and light a stick of incense, and ask the immortal to cut off the parents' fingers
Why is everyone so indifferent and heartless, not daring to help the injured, and leaving no one to bury the dead? Everyone says that this is the result of evil deeds, but no one has any compassion
Why do immortals accept offerings from mortals as a matter of course, and mortals do not show any dissatisfaction, but just accept all arrangements made by the immortals without complaint
Why do the people of this world dare not love or hate, but follow rules and regulations in everything, like walking corpses
Why should we eliminate evil thoughts and retain good intentions
Why is this world like a stagnant pool of water, with no change over and over again
…
I don't know when the fine snow began to float in the sky, and it seemed like fog covered the entire small mountain village.
A young boy with a broken ox-head and a backpack on his back was walking slowly towards the vegetable field.
Just then, a cat in the weeds grabbed my foot, giving me a big fright.
"Ah! Who are you?"
Now in front of the bull-headed young man is a skinny and barely recognizable old man. His voice is hoarse, and if it weren’t for the silence in the mountain village in the early morning, I’m afraid no one would be able to hear what he is saying.
The dying old man pulled the young man and asked in a trembling voice: "Do you... do you think the way of heaven is fair?"
This is the thousandth time I have asked this question to everyone I meet along the way.
The bull-headed young man was startled. This was the first time he was asked such a question. In the past, he would have followed the rules and said that the law of nature is fair. However, what happened a few days ago made him feel depressed and he couldn't express it. He quickly glanced around several times, and after making sure that there was no one around, he poured out his grievances without hesitation.
"What a joke! I had a fight with Zhou Amao, but I got my legs cut off for pushing him. He kicked me, so why did he only get one toe cut off? If the law of nature is really fair, one foot should be cut off! I'm ready for today, I'll go and beat him up, and then ask the immortal to cut off his foot!"
As the young Minotaur was talking, he realized that the hand that was holding his ankle had loosened at some point, and the old man lying in the weeds was staring at the sky with his eyes open, but there was no sound.
"Dead?"
The Bull-Headed boy was stunned for a moment, but he was not afraid. Although he was young, he had seen many people who had done evil things and were beheaded by immortals, so he was not afraid of corpses.
The young man looked at the old man and sighed, "You are old and have no one to take care of you. Your body is left exposed in the wilderness. You must have been a great villain when you were alive. This is the retribution from heaven!"
After all, the way of heaven...is fair most of the time.
"His life span has been exhausted and he is dead." Ye Shubai looked at the situation below and said softly to Wen Yun.
"Do you think you finally realized your mistake?" Wen Yun asked, but soon smiled and answered to himself: "No matter if you know it's wrong or not, no matter if it's good or bad, as long as you hurt others, you should be punished. Isn't this the way you advocate?"
Ye Shubai looked at this bound world. Everyone in it seemed to be shackled by the so-called "rules" and the so-called "heavenly way". He couldn't help but sigh: "What should this world do?"
Wen Yun shook his head: "The ideas that Shangxuan has instilled in us are a foregone conclusion. Forcible changes will only lead to the collapse of the entire world. This layer of shackles must be broken by us from within."
Ye Shubai paused, raised his sword and swung it lightly, only to see that the sky that was originally sealed by Shangxuan was pierced by a small gap by this sword, and the source power between heaven and earth was now following the gap and slowly seeping into this world.
Below, a cultivator who had been trapped in the Tribulation Realm for many years suddenly looked up, opened his eyes and looked towards the sky in surprise. There, they sensed a strange aura.
In another corner, the girl who was originally absorbing spiritual power under the guidance of her master suddenly felt a shock, and a mysterious airflow appeared in her body. However, it was not spiritual power, but source power.
…
Ye Shubai said softly: "We have been trapped in this world for the past ten thousand years. If the opportunity comes, we will see the real heaven."
When the dust settled, he and Wen Yun walked slowly in the void of the Northern Wilderness. There were dim spots of light around them. Only a few living creatures survived there, but the civilization had long since declined, let alone cultivation.
Wen Yun glanced around and couldn't help but sigh: "I think there is almost no life in these small worlds. I'm afraid that Shangxuan has plundered all the creatures and resources of his world to that world in order to complete his Dao."
Ye Shubai's eyes were also deep, and he nodded and said, "That's right, otherwise there wouldn't be so many races in such a closed world."
Seeing that Wen Yun looked a little sad, he knew that she was sad for the lives whose fates were manipulated at will. With a slight movement in his heart, he quietly held the girl's hand in his palm and comforted her in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, everyone has their own destiny."
Wen Yun silently glanced at Ye Shubai and said slowly: "I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about you."
Ye Shubai was slightly startled: "What are you worried about for me?"
Wen Yun walked forward calmly with the Broken Void, and his voice drifted into Ye Shubai's ears.
"I'm very curious about when you knew about the cause and effect of your previous life, Ye Shubai. I advise you to make a reasonable excuse before we return to Baiyun City. Otherwise... kneel before Yun Jing when you return!"