Black Myth: You and I are both destined

Ma Tianba’s mane was standing on end, and his voice was trembling with fear: “Too great too great too… Qing!!!”

Tianming nodded silently.

"I've seen him a few times, and now he's waiting for me out front."

When Ma Tianba heard these words, he felt as if struck by lightning. His whole body trembled even more violently and he could hardly stand.

That...that is Taishang Laojun!

The incarnation of the three Qis of Daluo, Sheng, Xuan, Yuanshi, turned into the Three Pure Heavens: the first is the Yuqing Realm of Qingwei Heaven, formed by the primordial Qi; the second is the Shangqing Realm of Yuyu Heaven, formed by the primordial Qi; the third is the Taiqing Realm of Dachi Heaven, formed by the mysterious Qi.

The three saints were born naturally and are the pillars of heaven and earth. The life and death of all living things are determined by their will.

Lao Ma seemed to have lost all his courage. He pulled Tianming and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, the ancients said that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Why should we rush into such a big matter? Let's take a long-term view."

Tianming put away the flying dragon staff and said with a smile: "You dared to come back and fight with the Five Elements Chariot with your bare hands, but now you want to retreat?"

“That’s different!” Ma Tianba retorted immediately, his eyes flashing with determination: “Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, Lao Ma will not give up, that’s why I am lying in ambush next to that ghost car.”

"What a coincidence! I was able to endure it for a while and finally waited for the dragon to help me destroy the ghost car."

Ma Tianba's voice gradually became low, and his eyes revealed a hint of helplessness: "Ah! Old Ma now understands that some things have been arranged in advance. It is useless to act recklessly. Only by keeping your life can you make plans."

"Lao Ma knows that you will look down on me after I said this, but..." He was interrupted by Tianming before he could finish his words.

“Stop talking!” Tianming’s face was full of regret: “The most tragic pain in this world is being too smart. You can see the cause and effect at a glance, so you are unhappy.”

Tianming took a deep breath and continued, "I think you have understood that most of the world is predetermined by fate. If you don't have the ability to change it, you will only get hurt. It's better to lie down and relax."

He paused for a moment, his eyes became deep, as if he could see through Ma Tianba's soul: "But when you understand this truth, you will feel unwilling and have doubts in your heart, but you can't lie down."

"I know that even if I go down with you, you will eventually become unwilling and come back."

"If you hadn't said this, I could still persuade you to go down. After a while, you would naturally give up on this idea."

"Hey, let's go and take a look ahead."

"I guess most things in this world cannot escape his eyes."

After Tianming finished speaking, he took out his Sui Xin Iron Soldiers and walked towards the magma pool in front. Under the cover of the scorching breath of the Flame Mountain, his back was a little blurry.

Looking at the luxurious and orderly buildings in the courtyard of Rakshasa Palace, Tianming secretly exerted a little more force in his hand holding the stick.

The towering treasure building has carved beams and painted rafters, but under the golden patterns stands a murderous monster. The vermilion pavilion is exquisite and unique, and the bells hanging under the eaves of the pavilion make crisp sounds under the hot wind, but with a few pieces of dried blood stains.

"Why--!"

"Monsters blocking the road, get out if you want to live. I will only count to three!"

I saw the iron weapon in his hand grow a little bigger and then continue to stretch.

The next moment, all the monsters in the courtyard outside the Rakshasa Palace fell silent.

All you could hear was the magma in the magma pool rolling and surging like a raging sea of ​​fire, releasing a "gurgling" sound, like a roar coming from the depths of hell.

Ma Tianba looked at his back, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed him.

Then all the monsters started shouting!

"That monkey is here again!"

"Kill him quickly!"

……

Hundreds of monsters suddenly appeared from all directions, and there were far fewer of them before than there are now.

The light of the Iron Soldier in Tianming's hand suddenly increased, and magic power poured into it like a surging tide, and the Iron Soldier instantly stretched to a hundred meters.

He shouted loudly, swung the long stick in a circle, and swung it towards him with the force of breaking the wind. The sound of the wind whistled like thunder.

The blow of the stick caused the surrounding airflow to become chaotic, and the already hot air seemed to be ignited.

"Strike Huashan with all your strength!"

Ma Tianba had already been alerted when Tianming was exerting his strength. His body was as fast as lightning, and he flew upwards and dodged at an extremely fast speed.

Those monsters who didn't have time to dodge were in a miserable state. The powerful force carried by the long stick was like a raging torrent. Wherever it went, the monsters in the pavilion were blown away and fell heavily to the ground; the monsters on the stone bridge were directly drawn into the magma and were instantly swallowed by the sea of ​​fire; the monsters at the edge of the magma pool in the distance were not spared either, and were shattered to pieces by the powerful impact force.

For a moment, there were continuous screams and blood mist filled the air above the magma pool, blending with the hot breath.

After Ma Tianba stabilized his body, he said with lingering fear: "Brother Monkey, you swung the stick with amazing momentum, but when you shouted "Strike Huashan with all your strength", it was clearly a sweeping blow to the army. Old Ma, I almost died here."

Tianming raised his lips and said, "This world is unfair. The world is tilted. What's the difference between a horizontal sweep and a vertical chop? I just shouted it out for convenience. Don't blame me, Brother Ma."

Ma Tianba wiped his sweat and looked around. The originally magnificent courtyard was now in a mess.

A corner of the treasure building collapsed under the impact just now, and broken tiles fell all over the ground; the pillars of the pavilion were broken and were crumbling; the dead trees were also uprooted and fell beside the lava pool.

Most of the monsters that were originally arrogant and domineering were killed or injured, and those who survived by chance hid in the corners in fear, not daring to show their heads again.

Even so, the monsters were unable to escape. Before they could react, they suddenly felt an irresistible suction force coming from above their heads.

The originally quiet air was instantly filled with whistling sounds, and the sound of the wind was like the howling of evil spirits, which made people terrified.

The monsters' eyes widened in horror and their bodies flew upwards involuntarily.

They were seen waving their arms and legs in the air, trying to grab something to steady themselves, but it was all in vain.

In the blink of an eye, these monsters were put into the human bag.

The human bag emitted a mysterious light in mid-air, trembling slightly, as if it was digesting the prey it had just captured.

Ma Tianba stood aside, his mouth slightly open, eyes full of shock. This was the nth time he had been shocked by Tianming's methods.

Recalling what had just happened, Tianming was holding the Sui Xin Iron Soldiers in his hand, looking very majestic. He swung a stick and knocked a group of little monsters to the ground like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. Those monsters who had luckily escaped the attack of the Iron Soldiers were sucked into the human bag before they could even rejoice.

The whole process was neat and tidy, without any delay.

Ma Tianba came to his senses and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"You are indeed the man of destiny. You are truly the one sent by God to take our lives. No one will be spared!"

When Tianming heard this, he frowned slightly and put the human bag back to his waist.

His figure stood tall above the magma. The magma under his feet was like a tumbling dragon, but it could not cause the slightest effect on him.

He did not rely on the power of the burning gourd, but he was still able to stand in the hot place. This is his true strength.

"I don't want to be the man of destiny."

Tianming's voice was low and he turned to look at Ma Tianba.

"If we go further, we will be able to see the person who determined this destiny."