After leaving the world of all NPCs

The feeling of spatial displacement is like stepping off a cliff.

All the scenes were like poor quality pencil drawings that had been completely erased by an eraser, disappearing in an instant, leaving behind an absolute blank.

It is not a momentary darkness, but a more thorough "nothingness".

Then, the new "base map" is covered with a crushing attitude.

Ye Zuochen stood in a boundless and vast space. There was no color between heaven and earth, only the purest black and white.

Under your feet is a giant "chessboard" composed of single black and white squares, extending infinitely to the end of the horizon of absolute nothingness.

Above his head was also an absolute black and white chaotic void, with no sun, moon, or stars, only the huge light and dark shadows projected by the chessboard itself.

This is the mass of destiny

Here is the concrete manifestation of the rules.

This is the loom of the thread of cause and effect.

This is the [Realm of Destiny].

A similar space also appeared in the original work, but unlike the goddess of fate, Murasame Reion, as the world consciousness, is not a god after all. She cannot weave a web of fate in the [Field of Fate] and control the fate of all living beings from a high position.

This is actually more like the state of the fate mass revealed after the protagonist of the original work used the sun's flame to cause a fire explosion at the level of the Big Bang.

Ye Zuochen did not dare to be careless at all.

Since Perun, St. George, and Elijah can all use the [Covenant Method] to gain power that rivals the God Slayer, there is no reason why Murasame Reion, who is half a "destiny mover", cannot do the same.

In front of her, which was too far away but extremely clear, Murasame Reine was floating in the air, still wearing the fairy-like milky white moon-gauze dress, and the golden ring on her ankle was the only shining light in this black and white hell.

Light blue eyes looked down at him, reflecting the vast chessboard beneath his feet.

Just waiting to make your move on the chessboard of fate.

She is the one who holds you.

clang!

The next moment, the chess piece fell.

In the reflection of Ye Zuochen's external scene, a vast and turbid yellow river was torn out from his body.

In the turbid water, a desolate and violent aura suddenly surged up!

Wow!

It was as if a thick column of water exploded, and a tall and fierce figure stepped out of the waves and landed heavily on the boundless black and white chessboard, causing a dull echo.

His figure was as big as a mountain, and he was only wearing a rough linen kimono.

The collar of his shirt was wide open, revealing his bronze chest that was as knotty and bulging as a rock.

His white hair was as messy as a lion's mane, his old face was covered with scars from wind and frost, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were as deep as if they were cut by a knife or an axe. However, his red pupils, as sharp as an eagle, burned with an inextinguishable wildness and fighting spirit.

Just standing there, the distinct black and white checkerboard grid beneath his feet seemed to be twisted and radiating in all directions due to this pure and wild pressure.

It looks like an ancient beast from the mythological era.

Before the fangs are exposed, the mountains and rivers are already trembling in the low roar.

"Susanoo?"

Ye Zuochen uttered an "oh" and seemed a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to show up."

Susanoo grinned, and his rough laughter swept across the entire chessboard space like a storm: "Hahaha! Little devil!"

"Little ghost, the thread of fate between you and me has been noticed by the Fate Promoter, so she came up with a plan. She will use the thread of fate to make me appear before you and create a situation for another battle!"

Ye Zuochen said calmly, "Come to think of it, we haven't actually met, right?"

Although Ye Zuochen was indeed willing to make a deal with Susanoo at the beginning, he never met Susanoo again after Susanoo refused.

It was not until he had killed the god that he ran out, wanting to kill him while he was unconscious and dying.

"He's just a villain who wants to take advantage of my weakness to attack me. Don't act like we are old enemies."

"Boy!"

Susanoo didn't bother to talk nonsense. He suddenly swung his right hand down with a roar, and the space was violently twisted and compressed. A pitch-black sword wrapped in a destructive storm appeared out of thin air.

Zheng!

The moment the sword fell, the entire chessboard space seemed to be split open into a bottomless black canyon.

A pale wind blade, the edge of which had cut a crack in space, moved silently but faster than one could imagine. It instantly crossed the chessboard and went straight for Ye Zuochen's neck!

Ye Zuochen didn't even look at it. A broken angel halo suddenly appeared above his head. His arms were instantly covered with platinum scales, and an angel's wing of light extended from his right elbow.

"——Anyone who faces me will give up all hope——"

The right arm covered with platinum scales seemed to be raised slowly, and the fragments of light wings at the elbow drew an imperceptible streak of light. The arm seemed like a weightless phantom, and it gently blocked the three-foot void in front of the incoming wind blade.

boom--!

The space within the reach of Ye Zuochen's fist was like tempered glass hit by an invisible hammer, and countless dense black spider web patterns instantly appeared.

The ferocious wind blade that was powerful enough to cut through mountains and rivers, when it was less than a foot away from the arm armor, was like hitting an indestructible barrier, not even a ripple was caused, and it turned into light dust that completely disappeared like fragile glass.

"Boy, it seems that you have become much stronger. You are no longer a coward who only dared to hide in your own nest!!" The red light in Susanoo's eyes surged like a bloody sun. He stomped his feet, and his body turned into a core of destruction wrapped in a demonic wind that tore through everything, and slammed into Ye Zuochen fiercely.

In the storm, the sword Ama Murakumo turned into a flowing shadow that devoured light and darkness.

The sword swung hundreds of times, and the pale wind blades that split the sky weaved into a web of death.

The tip of the sword stabbed like a venomous snake, and every time it lit up, it shot out a dark ray that could cut through everything!

Ye Zuochen's figure was instantly submerged. Amidst the storm and deathly light, only his right arm covered with platinum scales became the eternal focus.

The fragment of light wings at the tip of the elbow was like a high-speed vibrating god-killing saw blade, bringing with it a destructive stream of light!

Fist! Elbow! Finger!

The seemingly simple blocking and swinging attacks accurately smashed the wind blades and dispersed the light beams.

The impact of the clash of forces caused the black and white chessboard beneath their feet, which was harder than steel, to explode and fly like sand.

The space around them kept tearing apart and then forcibly mending, and the two figures intertwined into a chaotic storm that kept exploding on the chessboard.

In a flash, millions of fights have been completed.

In the storm, Susanoo burned his fighting spirit to the extreme, and his sword power became even more wild.

An almost imperceptible flaw was caught on Ye Zuochen's shoulder covered with platinum scales.

The next moment, an extremely tricky and subtle sword energy bit into him like a poisonous fang from an angle that surpassed the ultimate meaning of swordsmanship.

puff!

The diamond-shaped platinum dragon scales covering the shoulders shattered with a sound, and a pitch-black crack appeared, deep enough to see the bone and flesh, and countless iron sands that sealed the divine power were instantly soaked.

"Hahaha, boy, my martial arts are still superior. Now that the Yamata no Orochi's iron sand has entered my body, say goodbye to your power!"

As he spoke, the Ama-Kushu sword was about to completely crush Ye Zuochen's entire shoulder and arm.

"I'm showing you a flaw, look how happy you are."

Ye Zuochen's face suddenly enlarged infinitely in Susanoo's ecstatic pupils. On his face covered with broken light, his lips, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened without any warning.

"puff!"

A beam of blue-black, vicious sword light, with a burning hum as if time was corroded by filth, burst out from Ye Zuochen's mouth.

The time poison stored in [The Withered Lord's Time Treasure] gathered into a sword and bombarded the side of the sword body of Ame no Murakumo, which was about to tear open a crack.

when--!

The sword Ame Murakumo let out an unprecedented shrill whine, and Susanoo's entire arm, which was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, swung upward and backward.

The destructive sword force was interrupted in an instant, and the impeccable killing skills revealed a fatal gap.

The middle door is wide open!

"Wherever my arm strikes, the stars shatter like glass!" Ye Zuochen's icy words transformed into thunder, announcing the beginning of the end of the heavens. "This is the iron hammer with which those who betray the gods punish the heavens! This body—is the twilight of the gods!"

The arms covered with platinum scales disappeared in an instant.

boom--!

The location of the two arms instantly turned into two violent stars that completely collapsed in an instant and then exploded at the same time!

An absolutely pure, immense force compressed into a blazing white torrent, like the combined power of billions of falling stars. Without any detours, without a single trace of excess energy escaping, it was the simplest, most brutal, and most direct method—

Facing Susanoo's exposed chest——cover it!

Rumble, rumble—!

Countless roars combined into a final roar that tore the soul apart!

Every "punch" is an explosion of pure "force", which is directly imprinted on Susanoo's divine body.

A body strong enough to swim in the sun, in the face of this torrent of power that transcends personality, is as fragile as snowflakes under boiling butter.

The bronze skin disappeared in an instant.

The rock-like, twisted muscles were torn into pieces under the absolute force.

The indestructible divine bone made a cracking sound that pierced the eardrums, and turned into powder bit by bit like rotten wood.

Three thousand strikes in an instant!

Each strike contained the absolute power to crush the stars.

extrusion!

Hammer!

Tear!

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

The blazing white light exploded and swept across the area. When the light faded a little, all that was left where Susanoo had stood was a thick blood mist and broken bones and flesh.

At the bottom of the pit, a twisted and deformed black blade was stuck in the mushy substance, and not even a strand of intact muscle tissue could be found.

Ye Zuochen's chest heaved violently, and black smoke from the deathly sword wind that he had just withstood was steaming from the gaps in his armor. The fragments of the light wings on his elbows dimmed a little, and the broken halo above his head trembled slightly.

Om-!

Without any chance to breathe, Ye Zuochen had just gathered his scattered aura when the deadly murderous intent came again!

Just above the shocking remains of flesh and blood, at the moment when Ye Zuochen retracted his arms, tens of thousands of golden threads thinner than spider silk and brighter than the core of the sun suddenly burst out from the void in all directions without any blind spots.

Cut off the space!

Cutting life and death!

A deadly net took shape in an instant and fell over Ye Zuochen's head at a speed beyond imagination.

Murasame Rei's voice, still indifferent in the sky, had already plucked the second thread of adverse fate.

137 It All Started with a Stick

Chila-la-la——!!!

The golden threads formed a net and swooped down fiercely.

Ye Zuochen jumped lightly, as if he had jumped out of the Three Realms and was no longer within the Five Elements.

hum!

Ye Zuochen appeared without any warning dozens of meters away.

The body covered with platinum scales was as smooth as a mirror, without even a trace of the breeze.

A half-broken halo glowed quietly above his head.

However, the [Time Treasure of the Withered Lord] at the throat emitted a faint blue-black light.

At that moment, Ye Zuochen used the [Withered Lord's Time Storage] to devour a part of time, and with the help of the immortal body enlightened by the [Qingming Creation Talisman], he moved at a [divine speed].

"What an amazing and enthusiastic young man."

The voice, soaked in sweet honey wine and carrying fatal temptation, scratched every inch of the cold rules of this dead space like a feather.