The Path Toward Heaven

Terrible crashes resounded across the surface of the planet.

Every impact is that cute little fist shattering the void.

If that piece of void and night represents the will of the sea of ​​dark matter.

Xue Ji's fist is the will of this universe.

The meeting of two powerful wills caused huge waves in the snowy sea and collapsed countless mountains and rivers on the ground.

The night keeps going backwards and leaves the ground, gradually returning to the same dark universe.

The nine black suns were forced to show their figures, and receded towards the distance of the atmosphere.

On the basketball court, Huaxi covered her ears, looked at the white cracks that kept spreading in the night, and shouted excitedly, but the wind and snow on the surface of the planet was too fast and the temperature was too low, so the sound could not be transmitted outside.

Monk Huanxi sat cross-legged on the Great Nirvana, his fingers lit the Buddha fire, feeling the unique breath of space tearing at the edge of the atmosphere, joyful but slightly bewildered, thinking that after so many years of not seeing her, His Majesty has become countless times stronger, and even if he wanted to keep up with her footsteps, he would not be able to do so.

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The snow line fell on the night, it was obviously moving, but it was close to absolute zero, and it was about to violate the rules of this world.

Every small fist has to shatter the void, something that can only be done by imaginary gods.

Xue Ji is indeed the strongest in the world, but when she was in Chaotian Continent, she was not as strong as she is now. It takes some effort to kill the White Blade Immortal, why is she so powerful now?

The ascetic ascended to leave Chaotian Continent and came to this world. With an endless supply of immortal energy, her speed of becoming stronger will be much faster than before. So what is she relying on? Endless chill in an empty universe? The problem is that celestial energy can be understood as photons, but chill has no specific existence. It is only a description of the state of particle motion, not the particle itself. How can it provide specific support? This is really an incomprehensible question.

Countless small fists fell on the night like snowdrops, driving thousands of square kilometers of black space out of the atmosphere and into space, blocking the distant star, Wushan City became even darker, like a solar eclipse.

When Jing Jiu woke up with his eyes open, this was the first scene he saw. He felt as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Having this kind of thought indicates that he may have remembered something.

He looked at Huaxi not far away, thinking that even if time went back, he might still do that.

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Time is difficult to turn back, and space is easily broken. The black field cracked like glass, and the space curled and retracted, turning into countless fragments.

The sun returns to the earth.

The nine dark beings hang quietly at the edge of the atmosphere, illuminated by the light of the stars, making their figures look even more terrifying.

Accompanied by the evil breath of silence, these highest-level broods are ready to obliterate that snow-like figure.

Xue Ji didn't give them any chance at all, turned around from the fragments of the black area, and slashed towards the nearest dark man, at an unimaginably fast speed, bringing out a straight line of snow in the extremely thin air, looking like someone had vigorously drawn a line with white chalk on the blackboard.

With a soft snap, her small fist ignored the thick, viscous, almost substantive darkness, like a dandelion blown by the wind, brought down countless huge tentacles, and then landed on the surface of the dark man's body.

This punch was extremely understated, and it didn't have any power. It just carried an unimaginable amount of chill, which was a chill close to absolute zero.

Where the small fist landed, a group of ice crystal flowers grew out, and quickly spread around the body of the dark man, quickly occupying everything.

In just an instant, the death aura emanating from the dark man disappeared without a trace, and those tentacles stopped waving, and became stiff like ice slag—this extremely terrifying highest-level brood was actually frozen directly.

Absolute zero is the limit of the physical rules of this world, which means that all particles will be at rest and all motion will cease to exist.

Everything will return to silence, as before the universe began, or after death.

Those in the dark carried the objective will of the sea of ​​dark things, possessed unimaginable indestructibility and intensity of consciousness, but they couldn't do any resistance in front of Xue Ji's little fists, because they were in this world now, so they had to obey the rules of this world.

When those huge tentacles that fell off broke into fine particles in the atmosphere, Xue Ji went to another place thousands of kilometers away. At the end of the snow line was an even uglier giant brood. The funny-looking meat wing fell into pieces, and then the brood turned into another frozen pear.

Crackling, crackling, dozens of straight snow lines appeared in the atmosphere, forming a hexagram-like pattern.

Where the lines of this pattern intersect, the nine Dark Ones all enter a state of silence, turning into a huge and ugly mass of ice.

When the black area was crushed by Xue Ji's small fist that shattered the void, some dark people wanted to explode themselves, and some dark people who never knew what fear and retreat were even wanted to tear apart the space and leave, but they couldn't escape the net formed by these lines.

Nine frozen giant hives hung on the edge of the atmosphere, not giving off any breath, but it was not known whether they were really dead.

Huaxi looked at the nine nests high in the sky, and said, It looks like frozen pears.

Jing Jiu remembered that the water drops on the frozen pears on the window sill looked good in the sun, so he shook his head and said, It's the stomach.

More precisely, it is the appearance of a whole untreated cow stomach just taken out of the freezer. Some are bulging, some are slightly deflated, the shape is different, but the essence is the same.

He could think of Niu Wei, not because he had learned relevant knowledge in the interest class, and it had nothing to do with the knowledge he remembered on Xingyu. It was just because many, many years ago, when Shangdefeng was eating hot pot, he was not qualified to let Shi Yuefeng handle it. He, Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing handled it himself.

He hasn't remembered those hot pots and those people, but he remembers those ingredients very clearly.

The breeze brought snowflakes lightly, and Xue Ji returned to the basketball court, as soft as snowflakes.

The whole ground shook, and the farm machine room not far away collapsed. I don't know if the alloy door of the underground base will deform more seriously.

Her eyes were as indifferent as usual, with her two small hands behind her back, she didn't seem to consume much energy, she just flew into the sky.

Only Monk Huanxi noticed some details. Her hair was not as pure white as snow as it was in previous years, and it became a little transparent. There was a faint thread in every strand of hair, and more importantly, a few drops of sweat appeared on her round face.

Those few drops of sweat meant something very important—in order to tear apart the black area and freeze the nine black suns with absolute approach to absolute zero, she had paid a lot, she was by no means as indifferent as she appeared on the surface, and she was probably exhausted to the extreme.

This battle should undoubtedly be the most important battle after the ultimate battle between the god of ancient civilization and the sea of ​​dark matter. In terms of grandeur, only Patriarch Qingshan used thousands of warships as swords to form the Qingshan Sword Array to destroy the planet.

The surveillance equipment on the entire planet was destroyed, and no one except the three people on the basketball court could see the battle, otherwise they would have been shocked at how easily Xue Ji won, and the whole process was so simple, they couldn't even believe it... The question is, is this battle really over?

They're not dead yet, said the Huanxi Monk.

Those at the edge of the atmosphere are still alive. More precisely, they are already dead things, how can they die again? Although the universe is cold, there is always energy. It is impossible to maintain a state extremely close to absolute zero for too long, and then they will wake up again.

Of course Xue Ji knew the state of those ugly broods at this time, so she ignored Monk Huanxi and turned directly to look at Jing Jiu.

There was no vigilance or anxiety in her dark pupils, only a calm and undeniable will.

That is an invitation.

Just like many, many years ago, Liu Ci sat on a high mountain, stepped on a low sea of ​​clouds, quietly looked at his little uncle, and sighed.

That is also an invitation.

Xue Ji also invited Jing Jiu once before her ascension.

The meaning of this invitation is: Please be my sword!

This is what Jing Jiu feared the most in his life, so it was only when Liu Ci said please in front of countless cultivating sects and Nanchong when the situation in the West Sea was in a desperate situation, he reluctantly agreed once.

So the old ancestor of Kirishima, Nanxi, died.

Xilai broke his first arm.

Xuanyinzong and Wang Xiaoming whose name was almost forgotten were wiped out together.

Thousands of miles of muddy water turned red overnight.

——Only the head of Qingshan can use Chengtian swordsmanship to control all things with a sword.

Coincidentally.

Xue Ji will too.

He himself taught it in Sanqian nunnery outside Dayuan city.

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After many years, on this planet full of abandoned factories, you are faced with a sea of ​​dark monsters hanging on the edge of the atmosphere. Jing Jiu received the invitation again, and clearly felt Xue Ji's meaning, but now he didn't know what was going on, so he nodded casually.

For more than a year, Xue Ji often asked him to play chess and piano with her eyes, but he never refused, or how dare she refuse.

This has become a habit.

The force of habit was so powerful that it overcame even his worst instinctive fears.

A strange light flashed in Xue Ji's eyes, she never thought that he would agree so easily.

She stretched out Xiaoyuan's hand and grabbed Jing Jiu's hand.

Jing Jiu was a little dazed and didn't intend to pull out his hand.

Xue Ji confirmed that she had caught it, and was very happy, the two ends of the red line on her round face slightly turned up.

With a soft buzzing sound, the red cloth danced against the wind, not like a battle flag, but more like a wrapped sword being lifted.

A bright sword light illuminated the basketball court and the wall full of wear marks, then illuminated the entire Wushan City, and finally illuminated all corners between the sky and the earth.

This sword light has appeared in the West Sea, in the Lieyang Gorge, in the muddy water, and today it appeared on the planet Wangyue.

It took Xue Ji only a dozen or so breaths to learn the Chengtian swordsmanship in the Sanqianyuan, but her Chengtian swordsmanship was no worse than that of any generation of Qingshan sect masters, and even stronger, because her own natural ability was much stronger than all human ascetics.

What kind of power will the sword of everything in her hand show?

No one could see it, because the sword light was too bright, countless times brighter than the star in the distance.

The snow and ash on the ground, which could no longer be distinguished, rose up with Xue Ji's figure, and under the light of that sword, they turned into countless swords.

Those swords hide the most extreme chill and the purest sword intent.

It was as if the Castle Peak Sword Formation had reappeared.

That bright sword light came to the edge of the atmosphere and passed through a dark man.

There was no sound, and only some black and ash-like things could be seen splashing out of the gap on the surface of the giant brood, like flowers.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light passed through the other eight giant broods continuously, leaving a continuous line in the sky.