Holy Venerable Mu Yuan's last sentence was like a sharp sword that was pointed at Fang Xing. The atmosphere in the Immortal Palace changed drastically. The surging murderous aura pressed down like a mountain. It was as if the sin that had originally permeated the Heavens and Earth was being attracted by an inexplicable force and surged towards Fang Xing. It was as if countless people were vying to accuse Fang Xing and place all the blame on him. This kind of emotion affected everyone present. Fang Xiaomei and Donkey Fang looked at Fang Xing in a daze. Even Daphne, who had a weak will, looked at Fang Xing in a daze …
"Is he the sinner?"
"Is all this because he was unwilling to take that step three hundred years ago?"
There was a thought that appeared like weeds. Then, it started to grow wildly without any restraints …
Daphne actually understood the "truth" that Mu Yuan spoke of …
Actually, with his cultivation and knowledge, how could he not understand the truth that was unpleasant to hear but eternal?
You live or I live, of course I live!
The continuation of your race or the continuation of my race, of course it's mine …
From the appearance of the Philosophers Dao Ground three hundred years ago, Uncle Gen and the other knowledgeable people of the Demon Race had already expected this day to come. After all, the Heavens and Earth were no longer the same. They couldn't afford to raise so many races or even so many people. Therefore, the one who survived in the end would definitely be the strongest. Compared to the Human Race, the Demon Race was far inferior in every aspect …
… Therefore, all of this was inevitable!
He, or rather, the Demon Race, was just unwilling …
There was only so much space on the ship. Everyone wanted to board the ship, but not everyone could board the ship …
What would happen if they defeated the three Emperor Palaces?
In the past three hundred years, the Demon Race had always known this answer, but they were unwilling to believe it from the bottom of their hearts. Up until now, Daphne had only asked this question. He had not expected Mu Yuan to actually answer. After Mu Yuan voiced his true thoughts, Daphne wanted to rebuke him, wanted to scold him angrily, but when Mu Yuan really said it, he was left speechless …
In the face of this iron-like truth, even Buddhism could not save people's hearts …
It was no wonder that the Sky Worship Alliance was becoming more and more powerless. There were either people betraying them or people going into seclusion!
Because even the most benevolent members of the Heavenly Alliance, who hoped to resolve the enmity between the various races and enter the Thirty-three Heavens together, would not be so benevolent as to destroy the fate of the Human Tribe just for a place for the Demon Tribe, right?
In other words, the future that he had been afraid of had already been decided three hundred years ago!
From the moment Fang Xing escaped three hundred years ago, it was already destined!
Unless …
… he was still willing to take that last step!
His gaze, the three Saint Venerables' gazes, Fang Xiaomei's and Donkey Fang's gazes, and even the mysterious existence that was staring at Fang Xing, all looked at Fang Xing at this moment, containing a formless and enormous pressure!
"Everyone has the desire to live. Young friend Fang, I also know that you have a carefree personality and are not a righteous person. It was indeed too much to ask you to sever your seven emotions and six desires three hundred years ago. After that, you escaped, and we all thought that you had perished. However, no one expected that three hundred years later, you would jump out again. I really do not know how you managed to survive. However, there is one thing that is certain. You still have not taken the final step of the Taishang Dao. Perhaps you did not understand it three hundred years ago …"
Saint Venerable Mu Yuan looked at Fang Xing and said softly, "I wonder if you have understood it now?"
He had always appeared to be otherworldly and did not seem anxious when he asked the question. However, at this moment, there was a clear implication that affected Fang Xing's Dao heart. The indistinct questioning intent in his words was like a sharp knife that directly slashed at Fang Xing's Dao heart …
Especially under such circumstances, it was even more powerful in front of Daphne!
"No!"
Fang Xing answered without the slightest hesitation.
The expressions of Saint Venerable Mu Yuan and the other two changed immediately. Clearly, they did not expect Fang Xing to answer so decisively.
However, amidst the shock, there was also a hint of smugness in his eyes.
Despair as deep as the ocean appeared in Daphne's eyes …
However, what Fang Xing said next was beyond their expectations. He frowned and looked at Saint Venerable Mu Yuan and the others. He frowned and thought. "Ever since I entered the hall, I have been thinking about a question. Why do you want me to take that step?"
Saint Venerable Mu Yuan was slightly taken aback and sneered. Just as he was about to speak, Fang Xing interrupted him and shook his head. "Don't talk about eliminating future threats. For people like you, you can't wait for the Tianyuan Buddhist Dao Sect and the Demon Dragon to fight and exhaust each other. Only then will you have a chance to sit on the Immortal Emperor's throne. If I really take that step, not to mention the fact that you are not even ants in my palm, even if I ignore you, there will always be geniuses of the younger generation who will step the three of you into the mud!"
These words caused the expressions of the three Saint Venerables to change drastically. They stared coldly at Fang Xing.
As for Daphne, he suddenly came to his senses after hearing Fang Xing's calm and fairy-like voice. The doubts in his heart dispelled the despair in the depths of his heart. His mind relaxed slightly, and he immediately understood many questions. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and was filled with lingering fear. This was because he knew that the three Saint Venerables had set up a trap for Fang Xing. He suddenly understood that he had been tempted by Saint Venerable Mu Yuan's words and had fallen into this trap. He had become an important part of it …
Unknowingly, he had been used by others!
He had originally been worried about Fang Xing, so he did not hesitate to leave the Nine Gates. He did not expect that he would become the Nine Gates' weapon against Fang Xing!
This made him ashamed and angry. A wave of anger rose in him, and he could not help but shout, "Little Fang Xing, be careful, they …"
"Haha, what's the point of saying that now?"
Saint Venerable Mu Yuan suddenly spoke, and Daphne choked on his words. Then, he looked at Fang Xing calmly and said softly, "No matter how much you think about it, it still comes back to one problem. If you did not take that step, that result would definitely have happened. Now, I just want to ask my little friend … now that 300 years have passed, what will you …"
"Do the same thing as 300 years ago!"
A cold smile appeared on Fang Xing's face, and he answered without hesitation, "Even if I do it 300 times, it will still be the same!"
The atmosphere in the main hall had become dead silent.
An unusually desolate feeling surrounded everyone, making their hearts sink as if a mountain was pressing down on them.
A faint smile appeared on Saint Venerable Mu Yuan's face, as if he had everything under his control. He sighed softly and shook his head with a smile. Then, he looked at Fang Xing with a faint smile and slowly said …
"Let's not talk about this. Actually, I just want to ask you a question …"
Fang Xing suddenly interrupted Saint Venerable Mu Yuan and looked at him with a serious expression.
"Hmm?"
Saint Venerable Mu Yuan was slightly taken aback, and he looked over with rapt attention.
Fang Xing frowned and said, "Were you the one who crossed out my name on the Investiture of the Gods back then?"
"Haha, this …"
Saint Venerable Mu Yuan was a little surprised that he would ask such a question at this time. He hesitated for a moment before answering slowly.
"Was it you?"
Fang Xing did not give him time to think carefully and quickly asked another question.
Saint Venerable Mu Yuan's face was a little pale, but he still slowly said, "It was me, but at that time …"
"F * ck you, how dare you cross out my name?"
Fang Xing suddenly became furious. He grabbed the teacup in front of him and smashed it at Saint Venerable Mu Yuan's face. Then, he jumped up high, and a murderous aura surged around him like a demon god. He grabbed at the air, and the demonic aura jumped into his hand and turned into a terrifying demonic saber. He slashed it down at Saint Venerable Mu Yuan's head. The demonic intent surged and filled the entire Immortal Palace!
"You still have the cheek to ask me why I didn't take that step 300 years ago?
"You didn't choose me 400 years ago, so what right do you have to ask me why I didn't choose that path now?
"Let me tell you, even if I had to choose, I would choose a world without people like you to save …
"… But there will never be a lack of people like you in this world, so I will never sacrifice myself!"
With a loud roar, the demonic saber slashed down. It was as if his angry roar had penetrated the entire world …
"Boom!"
Saint Venerable Mu Yuan and the other two Saint Venerables were enraged at this moment. Their expressions changed abruptly. Obviously, they did not expect Fang Xing to have such terrifying strength. They hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the three of them took out their respective Dharma treasures. The old woman's Dharma treasure was the dragon-headed walking stick, Saint Venerable Mu Yuan's Dharma treasure was a large flag, and Saint Venerable Di Zhen's Dharma treasure was a shining bronze mirror …
In an instant, the three Dharma treasures all shone brightly in the sky. Magical powers swept across the area!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
However, no one had expected Fang Xing's saber to be so terrifying. After the horizontal slash, the old woman's dragon-headed walking stick was the first to dim, and a part of it was directly cut off like a thick piece of paper. Saint Venerable Di Zhen's bronze mirror also dimmed, and it directly fell back into his hand. Only the large flag that Saint Venerable Mu Yuan had taken out seemed to have some magical powers. With a sweep of the sky and the earth, it directly collided with Fang Xing's demonic saber and fell back at the same time. Neither of them could do anything to the other …
"Haha, I was wondering why you were so arrogant. It turns out that you do have some ability …"
Fang Xing was not surprised that his saber had been blocked. Instead, he laughed and took a step forward, preparing to slash again!
However, at this moment, Saint Venerable Mu Yuan and the other two no longer had any intention of fighting. Saint Venerable Mu Yuan laughed and waved the large flag in front of him, setting up layers of restrictions to prevent Fang Xing from getting close to him. Then, he floated out of the hall and said proudly, "Friend Fang, it's really amazing that Tian Yuan could give birth to a genius like you. I feel that I might not be able to do anything to you with just one slash. Unfortunately, no matter how fierce and domineering you are, don't even think about jumping out of my grasp this time …"
As he spoke, he had already floated out of the hall, and the door closed with a loud bang!
As for Fang Xing, he did not chase after him because a strange tower had already appeared in front of him!
He was extremely familiar with this strange pagoda. It was ancient, desolate, and unfathomable. Every single level possessed a strange aura, and it seemed as if a great cultivator with remarkable ability was hidden within it. Moreover, practically all of these auras belonged to existences that had karma with Fang Xing …
… In fact, they could almost be considered one in the past!
As Fang Xing looked at them, his eyes turned cold. After a long time, he chuckled.
"300 years ago, I threw you all out and thought that you would vanish into thin air. I never thought that we would meet again one day!
"Old guys like us always have more ways to preserve our lives than others …" A faint voice sounded from within the strange tower.
From within the strange pagoda, a ghostly voice echoed out. It was the Heavenly Demon that had once terrorized the 33 Heavens.
"Now I finally understand why the war between the Philosophers Daoist Rite and the 33 Heavens went so smoothly …"
Fang Xing smiled. He looked at the strange tower and curiously said, "With you old guys giving me pointers and their internal strife, it would be hard for me not to win. But how did you get together? Didn't you look down on their ideals? "
"You refused us, so we had no choice but to cooperate with the Philosophers Daoist Rite!"
A voice sounded out from within the strange tower. It was a bit helpless, but also a bit disappointed that Lin Ming had failed to meet his expectations.
"What about now?"
Fang Xing chuckled and said, "300 years ago you couldn't do anything to me, and now you can't do anything to me. Why did you come to see me?"
As he asked this question, he was a bit puzzled. He was no stranger to the existences within the strange tower. When they were alive, they were all lords that could move unhindered through the universe. But now, things were different. Their fleshly bodies had long since died, and even their souls were incomplete. 300 years ago, he could drive them out of his world of consciousness, and now, he didn't believe that these people could do anything to him …
"We're just here to bear witness …"
To everyone's surprise, the strange tower was silent for a while before this sentence sounded out.
Fang Xing was slightly startled. "Hmm?"
"… Your opponent is not us!"
The last sentence sounded out from within the strange tower. It sounded like a demon, and after that, there was no more sound.
Fang Xing suddenly frowned as he sensed something strange.
There seemed to be a faint black mist drifting over from the surroundings of the Immortal Palace. The mist was very faint, and it was even weaker than ordinary ghosts. However, it contained a mysterious aura, and the moment it drifted out, it enveloped the entire Immortal Palace …
Fang Xing was silent. He turned his head and looked around. He saw black statues appearing around the Immortal Palace.
They appeared from different corners of the Immortal Palace and occupied different positions. They all faced Fang Xing in silence, and it was strange and unfathomable …
"I'll never set foot on that path. Is that the answer you're giving me?"
Facing Fang Xing, the statue with the oldest aura spoke in a deep voice, and there was a hint of disappointment in its voice.
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