Chapter 743

Mengqi knew that the Grand Wang Prince was crazy, but he never knew that he was crazy to this extent. He had already achieved Dharmakaya and no longer had to worry about dying early in his fifties. He could calmly deal with the Heavenly Way Monster and the Emperor of Feng Du. He could slowly lay out his plan and there was no need to rush. As long as there was life, there was hope. However, he actually chose the most intense and unimaginable way!

He achieved Dharmakaya just to commit suicide?

Meng Qi originally thought that the Grand Wang Prince planned to die because of the return of the Real Spirit Map and the Emperor of Feng Du, which made it difficult for him to deal with. His old illness relapsed and he was on the verge of death. Therefore, he had to take risks and seek life in the face of death in order to seize a chance to achieve Dharmakaya and temporarily escape from the predicament of dying. Meng Qi severed the Fruits of Karma because he was prepared to save his life. He could use this to get rid of most of the unnecessary karma and reduce his burden. Then, he used the Heavenly Way Monster and the Emperor of Feng Du to achieve a certain balance and turn the dangerous road into a smooth road. However, the Grand Wang Prince's performance today completely overturned his thoughts. He really wanted to die. His mind was as firm as iron and stone!

Was this necessary? Did he need to be this crazy?

Did Wang Siyuan never think of leaving this place alive when he stepped into the Tomb Mountain Cave?

The most outstanding Divination Genius of the Wang Family since the Middle Ages chose to end his life in such an intense way?

As expected, Wang Siyuan was also a complete lunatic. Madness had penetrated deep into his spirit and blood … Meng Qi was shocked and puzzled, but his feet did not slow down at all. With a step, he had already ascended the Tomb Mountain. His right hand drew out the Invincible Blade that seemed to be condensed from purple thunder.

No matter what, he had promised the Grand Wang Trickster to do it. As for what would happen in the end, it all depended on his own plan.

With a clang, the Invincible Blade was pulled out. A touch of bright purple light shone through the darkness. At this moment, Wang Siyuan's left hand, which had formed a sword with his fingers, had already poked between his eyebrows.

Crack! The sound of the illusion shattering was heard. Wang Siyuan's eyebrows were directly penetrated. His real spirit seemed to be split into pieces. There was an invisible flame burning inside the Dharmakaya. His breath began to weaken and his vitality continued to decrease. His face became paler and paler. Only his eyes were bright to the point of madness.

He was not pretending. He did not retreat in order to advance. He was really killing himself!

"Two hundred thousand years have passed in a dream. The tower is like fog and the grave is like smoke. How many storms in the world have happened in the tea room …" Wang Siyuan's scattered Divine Sense suddenly spoke in a low voice. Then, he raised his voice and revealed an obvious intention of madness. "Everything in the past will be buried with me today!"

The Grave is like smoke! "

Wang Siyuan had never liked to speak loudly, but at this moment, his voice was like a long whistle that shook the heavens. The Book of Luo, which was fighting against Yama, suddenly trembled, and its surface seemed to be dyed with a layer of the invisible flame that Wang Siyuan had in his body.

A black and white ball that seemed to be condensed by many Divination Arts rose from the Ancient Book. It seemed real and illusory. It was the seal that the Wang family from Jiangdong had continuously strengthened in the Ancient Book for more than 200,000 years. It was the root of their control of this Peerless Magic Weapon.

At this moment, following Wang Siyuan's command, the seal was completely engulfed by the invisible and golden dual flames. It burned fiercely and gradually collapsed. The Ancient Book was activated and its aura surged. It shone with watery light and a River of Fate that overlapped with the River of Time appeared. Black and white light spots floated in the river, resembling stars. The divine weapons and magic treasures in the array were all ignited and emitted their most dazzling radiance. The entire cave was illuminated with a myriad of colors. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple transformed into colorful clouds that blotted out the sky and earth.

The sloughs in the Tomb Mountain were also burning. They spewed out all their power and integrated into the formation. The coffins that suppressed the Heavenly Way Monsters all flew up and crashed into the most terrifying part of the formation, as if they were seeking death.

The Invincible Blade slashed down calmly. The glaze lamp in Mengqi's eyes turned and shone the karma lines around Wang Siyuan, but the surrounding scene was also reflected in his mind.

The Grand Wang Trickster sacrificed the heavenly weapons that the Wang family had accumulated for generations!

He sacrificed the Dharmakaya remains of the Wang family's ancestors!

He sacrificed the Wang family's seal in the Ancient Book!

He was going to drag the entire Wang family down with him!

This was equivalent to the current real world or even more than a lot of resources!

What a grand gesture! What a crazy Young Master Wang!

Apart from feeling sorry for those heavenly weapons, Mengqi was dumbfounded and speechless at Wang Siyuan's madness.

This was completely out of his expectations.

Once the sacrifice was completed, the Ancient Book seemed to be awakened. The hazy trigram formation was connected by the River of Fate. The heavenly weapons and magic weapons bloomed with colorful lights like waves, surging violently.

The formation expanded and swallowed Yama's fist in an instant.

"Ah!"

A scream came from the dream. The King of Hell had no power to resist and his fist was directly wiped out. The big formation followed the connection and was about to spread to his body. Even though he was in the Underworld and was a Legend, it seemed that he could not withstand the big formation of the ancient book that had sacrificed so many things!

At the critical moment, a pitch-black fist stretched out from the illusion. The five fingers seemed to be clenched but not clenched. The blackness did not look scary, but like a gem, moist and deep, full of peace and calmness, as if it was the state after death.

This pitch-black fist seemed to be condensed directly from Yin Qi and death, but there was a trace of vitality within it. Extreme Yin gave birth to Yang. It did not look evil at all, but only mysterious and wonderful.

It had six fingers. After it was clenched into a fist, a pitch-black vortex was produced at the knuckles. It seemed to be six channels that led to different Reincarnation Bridges. The fist itself indicated that no matter how reincarnated, it would eventually fall into eternal sleep.

When such a fist fell, there was no smoke or fire, as if it was seen in a dream. However, the formation formed after the Ancient Book was activated suddenly became dead silent. Many tributaries of the illusory River of Fate were all swallowed by the main trunk, leaving only destruction as the only outcome. The black and white light spots that were sprinkled with clear fragments were extinguished one by one. The colorful lights dimmed one after another. The heavenly weapons and magic weapons that were sacrificed began to be fragmented, and even the entire cave began to collapse.

The formation had not completely died yet, but the fist intent had penetrated a little, making Wang Siyuan's face turn green like a devil. His vitality could not stop dissipating.

This kind of power even caused Meng Qi's Karma Fruit to slow down for a moment.

The Emperor of Feng Du finally could not help but descend a little power!

If it was a normal Dharmakaya, he would definitely be terrified at this moment because he could not find a way to resist the attack of death. However, Wang Siyuan smiled faintly. He looked calm and did not care at all. Since he was already committing suicide, why would he be afraid of death?

If he was not even afraid of death, what else was there to be afraid of?

He sat cross-legged again and closed his eyes. With a smile on his lips, he began to sit and die, no longer caring about the Real Spirit Map and the Ancient Town Soul Coffin.

At this moment, the power produced by the sacrifice rapidly declined under the attack of the Emperor of Feng Du. It was heading towards death, and the Wang family's mark on the Ancient Book was completely burned.

It returned to sleep and quietly floated in the air. It was already an ownerless object.

Wang Siyuan could even abandon a peerless magic weapon!

Since he was going to die anyway, what was the use of a peerless magic weapon?

The pitch-black fist opened. He did not take the Real Spirit Map that belonged to him first, nor did he vent his anger on the dead Wang Siyuan to make him disappear. Instead, he grabbed the Ancient Book.

The Ancient Book was a peerless magic weapon. Together with the River Diagram, it was the symbol of Yi Dao. It was said that if the two were combined, it would be complete and become an item of the Nirvana Realm. Even the Emperor of Feng Du could not stop coveting a magic weapon of this level!

Just as the pitch-black fist was about to grab the Ancient Book, the void suddenly wiggled and a head jumped out. It looked thin, had white hair, a black beard, and a deep evil intent. Its eyes seemed to hide a pitch-black whirlpool, indicating the beginning of evil.

The whirlpool rotated, and two pitch-black and twisted sword beams shot out, slashing directly at the Emperor of Feng Du's hand. One sword cut reality, and the other sword entered the dreamland.

The Taishi Demonic Sword? The Demonic Monarch was coveting it and was ready to snatch the Ancient Book! Mengqi's Invincible Blade turned and was about to stick away the bright karma threads around Wang Siyuan. But at this moment, he realized that the Demonic Monarch had made his move.

Mengqi suddenly came to a realization. Wang Siyuan's plan with his death could have been done more secretly, but why did the world know about it? The Emperor of Feng Du knew about it, the hidden bloodline of the Wang family knew about it, and he had also guessed it. Moreover, the relapse of his old illness did not affect his Dharmakaya at all, but it made people feel that he had to seek survival through death.

This was because he wanted to spread the news of his old illness relapse and let everyone speculate that he was going to use his death to set up a plan. Then, it would attract the mighty and Great Mediums who were still active to spy on him. This would prevent the Emperor of Feng Du and the one who gave the Ancient Book to the Wang family from creating chaos and creating opportunities for the follow-up.

What was his follow-up?

As the Demonic Monarch made his move, there was suddenly a melodious sound of a zither, and a slender and good-looking giant hand reached out from the void.

Moreover, the Ancient Book suddenly vibrated on its own, avoiding the dark hand of the Emperor of Feng Du, and was about to leap into the sky.

The sky suddenly turned dark red, and the clouds evolved into a myriad of shapes. It was extremely chaotic, waiting for the return of the Ancient Book.

Mengqi got rid of the distracting thoughts, no longer thinking about the fight for the Ancient Book, and no longer thinking about the Great Mediums. Instead, he focused on Wang Siyuan.

Wang Siyuan's eyes were tightly shut, and his breath was about to completely dissipate. It was the last moment before he passed away.

At this moment, his face suddenly twisted and was filled with fear, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying, just like all the Dharmakayas of the Wang family who cultivated the Arithmetical Classic.

Everything seemed to have been calculated. Mengqi's Invincible Blade fell just in time, sticking away the bright and illusory karma threads around him.