The One Who Made You Go Crazy
"Gu Li."
As Gu Zichen spoke his name, his gaze fell on Ye Zichen. Unsurprisingly, from the strange expression on his face, one could tell how shocked he was at this moment.
It was him!
Ye Zichen's heart trembled. He never would have guessed that the man who'd stood against him in the Modern Realm was one of heaven's two chosen emperors.
Ye Zichen sighed and put away his expression.
"Are you sure it's really him?"
"You're shocked, aren't you?" Gu Zichen laughed mockingly, then shrugged. "Do you really think I'd lie to you at a time like this? In my space, he was also the one who stood against me. Or perhaps I should say, so long as it's' our 'dimension, Gu Li stands against us. That's fate. "
Ye Zichen muttered to himself in silence. He repeatedly digested the information Gu Zichen had fed him, then subtly examined his expression.
In that case, Gu Zichen's hatred for Gu Li was no less than his own.
Ye Zichen looked at him strangely. When Gu Zichen noticed his gaze, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Of course you care. I'm going to put Gu Li on my list of supporters. Based on what you're saying, I already dislike Gu Li, right? "
Ye Zichen didn't deny it.
"In truth, my hatred for him isn't that deep. Perhaps after a while, your hatred for him won't be as deep as it is now, either."
Gu Zichen pressed his lips into a smile, then gazed off into the distance.
"Right now, he is indeed the person you hate the most. His way of thinking is the exact opposite of yours. But in the future, you'll find out that he wasn't the one who truly crushed you, who made you watch your friends and family die right in front of your eyes. "
"What?"
"What's so strange about that? You and Gu Li are just playing around right now. Right now, you have someone to support you, so you're just dealing with each other's moves. You've fought so many times, but in truth, neither of you has truly suffered or taken advantage of the other. "
The corners of Gu Zichen's lips curled into a smile.
"What really makes you feel bitter, makes you chagrined, makes you hysterical is yet to come. Do you know, the feeling of helplessness when you see your loved ones disappear in front of you? You will slowly experience it in the future. "
As he said this, Gu Zichen seemed like a prophet. His voice was calm and unperturbed.
However, he had clearly experienced all of this himself, yet he was able to speak of it in such a state of mind.
The greatest sorrow is the death of the heart.
Perhaps, under the endless pain, he was already numb to these thoughts and didn't know what heartache was.
Ye Zichen couldn't imagine such a scene, nor did he want to. However, his heart only grew more resolute.
He had to overthrow everything right here in front of him.
"Do you understand now? In truth, Gu Li looks pretty evil, but compared to those truly evil people, he still has some conscience. That's why I want to try and assist him. Maybe if he succeeds, the normal world will be liberated, and I'll be able to see … those I can only see in my dreams. "
He smiled faintly, but the bitterness in his heart could be sensed from the corner of his mouth.
In his world, he could also be called a giant. However, even someone as tyrannical as him could only place his hopes on Ye Zichen, who was merely an immortal king.
Ye Zichen was the spark of hope, but also the most direct proof of his failure.
"Tch tch, the atmosphere seems a bit tense."
When he saw Ye Zichen's silence, Gu Zichen arched his brows and smiled.
"I was going to talk about Yang Jian, but why did I have to say so much? When people get old, they just love to tell stories. I guess I'm no exception. "
If Gu Zichen hadn't brought it up, Ye Zichen might have forgotten why they'd started this conversation. However, now that he knew, Yang Jian's fate wouldn't be a happy one.
"Did Yang Jian die for you?"
"You could say that," said Gu Zichen with a deliberately relaxed smile. "In truth, his death was rather …."
At that moment, both Ye Zichen and Gu Zichen felt a ripple in their seas of consciousness. They looked over and saw, through Ye Zichen's eyes, the scene of Yang Jian's descent.
"He succeeded," said Gu Zichen.
"Are you saying the Star of Slaughter chose him?" Ye Zichen was shocked. He glanced at Gu Zichen, then said noncommittally, "it seems some things can't be changed. No matter what, the Star of Slaughter chose him."
Gu Zichen's expression was grave, even more so than when he'd told them his story.
"Isn't that a good result?" asked Ye Zichen, arching his brows.
"It really isn't a good result," said Gu Zichen, pursing his lips. Gu Zichen pursed his lips. "I told you before, the Star of Slaughter doesn't suit him. Their personalities have always been polar opposites."
"Then how can we forcefully stop it?"
"You're overthinking things." Gu Zichen rolled his eyes. "The Star of Slaughter falls. No one can defy it. It's the Heavenly Dao. If it were the laws, we might be able to provoke it, but the Heavenly Dao …. Forgive me for being powerless. The only thing we can do now is to keep watching. That's all. "
"Will it be dangerous?" asked Ye Zichen.
"It won't be."
In the arena, Yang Jian's Starfall Ceremony was still progressing in an orderly fashion. Nearby, the immortals watched in shock.
Then, Yang Jian opened his eyes.
"Grandson, get out of my bro's body and die!"
As soon as he woke up, he didn't rejoice in his newfound energy. Instead, his gaze locked onto Ye Zichen, who sat motionless in his chair.
Boom!
A violent, suffocating pressure radiated from his body. At the same time, his lance appeared in his hands.
Under the infusion of his spiritual power, his Erlang Lance seemed to have changed.
"Die!"
Without hesitation, he swung the lance at Ye Zichen's head. At that moment, Ye Zichen's eyes suddenly regained their usual liveliness.
Just as the lance was about to land on his head, he hurriedly rolled to the side.
As he rolled, he barely dodged Yang Jian's blade. The blade brushed past Ye Zichen's cheek, cutting off a few strands of his hair, then landed on the solid wooden chair.
Boom!
The chair split in two.
When he saw that Ye Zichen dared to run, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed into slits. He clenched his lance tightly. His eyes flashed with sinister light, then he spat into his palms and rubbed his hands together.
"You want to run? You fiend want to wreak havoc in my bro's body? Let's see if I don't hack you to pieces. I just learned a few moves, so I'll test them out on you! "
With that, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with starlight.
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