Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

The world is always full of contradictions.

Rules give people the power to live, but will also ruthlessly wipe them out in due time.

When we were young, we wanted to do many things but didn’t have the ability to do them; when we grew up, we didn’t want to do many things but had to do them. This is a contradiction, and fate itself is the product of contradiction.

It can be powerful enough to change everything, but it can also be too fragile to cause the world to collapse.

This world needs a Star God of Destiny, but it doesn't need a Star God of Destiny that is too powerful. This is the constraint of the rules. As early as when this universe was created, the power of this rule was spread throughout the universe.

Whether in front of the door or behind the door.

When something should not happen, it will be forcibly corrected. Feng should have died thousands of years ago, and now the human side is Mo Feng - because of the forced correction of Tao, Feng's will was forcibly erased, and Mo Feng, as the human side of the Destiny Star God, must fight the final life and death battle with the divine side that holds the power of destiny.

It's a very ridiculous thing. It was because of the correction of Tao that the Star God of Destiny, who was once in its heyday, dissipated and split into human and divine sides. After maintaining the balance for nearly a thousand years, the power of destiny gradually lost its strength due to the split between the two, and the world needs the two to be combined into one.

Corrections always have a lag and are devoid of any emotion.

The first moment Mo Feng regained consciousness, he was met with the punishment of a star god. If it weren't for his instinct as a general for many years, he might have died the first moment he opened his eyes.

His physical body was gone, that was obvious.

What is alive here now is his spirit body - the first moment he woke up, his mind was instilled with all the meaning of his life at this moment.

Or, defeat the god in front of you and crown yourself as the Star God of Destiny.

Or, he would be swallowed up by the god in front of him, and Mo Feng would no longer exist in the world.

This was an unfair duel.

Because one is a star god and the other is just a mortal.

In theory, the power of the Star Gods looked down upon any existence. In their eyes, people at the level of the Order Envoys were nothing more than larger ants. If they wanted to, crushing the Order Envoys would only take a thought. However, they usually did not have such thoughts and just followed the rules to carry out their own destiny.

But due to various reasons, the gap between the two is not as big as a chasm.

On the one hand, the divine aspect is not in its prime. After the battle with Akivali, although he killed the pioneering star god, the divine wounds left on himself have not healed for a thousand years. This is also a major factor in the decline of his destiny and the need to merge the two.

On the other hand, perhaps by accident, Mo Feng has gathered all the power of destiny in the world in front of him, and Feng's plan back then has become a wedding dress for Mo Feng. Mo Feng himself is a human side, and he does not have no authority over destiny. As a partner, Aha brought Feng some fragments of destiny, making Mo Feng look like a god.

The rise and fall of one side and the fall of the other side made the war, which was originally a foregone conclusion, become full of ups and downs.

But Mo Feng was always the one being suppressed. If the gap between the envoy and the star god could be made up so easily, then the stereotype that the star god was invincible would not exist.

It should be said that now Mo Feng can rely on the body of the Order and fight the Star God for several rounds without being defeated. He is already the best among the Orders, and no one can reach his level.

His strength has approached that of a Star God and reached the level of a Demigod.

But a false god is still a false god after all. It is impossible to win against the true God.

Soon, after just dozens of rounds of fighting, Mo Feng's spiritual body was already covered with scars. Behind the door, there was no concept of time. Mo Feng only felt that every time he fought against that vast power, it seemed as if he had spent several years.

Thousands of years of wisdom might be enough to make him invincible in the world in front of him. After all, the star gods would not miss him.

But facing the Star God, any cleverness would be ridiculous in front of absolute power.

The Star God of Destiny did not utter any words, and Mo Feng did not have any chance to wait and rest, as the next wave of pressure that was enough to easily destroy a galaxy swept over.

Mo Feng barely took it and began to breathe heavily.

The godhood of destiny began to fall from his body...Now Mo Feng's strength has begun to stabilize at the level of a demigod. After all, the price of the soul of the messenger bearing the power of the gods is not cheap.

If it weren't for Mo Feng's thousands of years of accumulation, he would never have been able to do it, but now, his true colors will soon be revealed.

An even more powerful pressure came again, which was enough to destroy Luofu ten thousand times if it hit the Luofu Immortal Boat.

Would the gods know the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you?

Maybe it’s not clear, but this is what the God of Destiny does.

Through the rift of fate, he glimpsed the past again.

Feng was determined to ascend to the Godhood, create the Lord of Knowledge, and become the Envoy of Wisdom. He conspired with the gods to write a thousand-year script. In the end, he was wiped out by Taoism and failed.

Ren Feng abandoned the past, sacrificed everything he had in the past, took responsibility for his fate, sealed off the memory of his future reincarnation, and avoided the investigation of the divine side. In the end, he was just living in the lies woven by others.

Qin Feng had been suffering from a terminal illness since childhood. He saved countless lives with his sturdy body, but it was difficult for a doctor to heal himself. In the end, everything about him was forgotten.

In order to protect his hometown, Jiang Feng's frail body could not withstand the destructive gunfire.

Ling Feng, Mu Feng, Qing Feng, Nan Feng...

It starts with tragedy and ends with tragedy.

There may be some tenderness in the middle, but the ending is always a shattered dream.

And as for myself...

I was also an orphan when I was young.

He has no father or mother, his adoptive father died when he was young, he has been threatened by bad guys, and he has faced the sharp blades of the rich.

It starts with tragedy...

Will it also end in tragedy? Sure enough, this was destined to be a tragedy from the beginning.

"This patrol arrow is for you, and the rest is a tip."

"You're almost going to war, why are you still wasting time on these things? Next time you return victorious, I'll ask the general to grant you a long vacation. Don't you like the stars? Go and take a look while you're still young."

"You are Mo Feng, not Qing Feng. I like you as you are now. I have rejected you, and you have the right to reject me. I just don't want to regret it anymore."

It's really useless.

Let you meet a man like me.

Without me, your life would probably be...better.

Facing the overwhelming and powerful attack, Mo Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand. Usually when he felt powerless like this, he would always rely on someone's shoulder.

She is not tall.

He looks young and immature, and he always says "this master, this master".

But... it always makes people feel at ease. I feel that this home is the proof that he and she have walked together, and it is the value left by his journey through life.

When he was at his lowest point, she extended her hand to him.

When he wanted to escape, she hugged him and gave him the courage to keep going.

Without her, he would be just one of Ling Feng and Ren Feng. He could not grasp the future, nor the present. It started in tragedy and ended in tragedy.

However, it is the same now.

"When you are confused, please hold this hand tightly. No matter where you are, I will come to you, rain or shine." Suddenly, that whisper sounded in my ears again.

The moment he stretched out his hand, Mo Feng felt as if he had grasped something, and that feeling was like a dream. The only hand he had ever held in his short life, the memory engraved in his soul suddenly awakened.

"Xuan?" Mo Feng said in disbelief.

"I'm..." The two people's eyes officially met.

Just the moment he glanced at him, Fu Xuan was sure that this was Mo Feng, the irreplaceable one, the one he thought about day and night. He was so familiar with him that he could not forget him even after a hundred years.

"I've been holding it tightly - really." The familiar figure appeared completely from the world behind the door. A hundred years of encounter in dreams led to a reunion behind the door today.

A force surrounding the two of them suddenly exploded, dissipating the great force attacking Mo Feng along with it.