After leaving the world of all NPCs

"This conclusion transcends time. God's will determines the script of the universe."

"Mortals can never truly defeat gods. It's not because of the disparity in power, but because of this 'impossible' fate, which transcends time and has long been nailed to the starting point of cause and effect!"

"With one thought from the King of the East, everything becomes a destiny!"

"If it weren't for you, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, also a god, using your 'approval' to acknowledge that a mortal like me could kill a god, you would have forcibly torn a hole in the destined 'impossibility' and negated that 'decision'."

"There's absolutely no way I can defeat the Duke of Dong."

Sun Wukong stared at Ye Zuochen intently, surprised, "You... even know this. Hmm, I see. It seems there are many things about you that I don't know. Hmm, perhaps..."

He seemed to be lost in thought, then suddenly looked up. "Stop talking nonsense! That arm of yours that transformed into a dragon's head just now must be one of the Seven Deadly Sins of Taixi. I suppose there are seven heads? One that can steal people's wisdom and magic, right?"

"Yes." Ye Zuochen nodded.

"Alright! I, Sun Wukong, have lost! The loser must leave money to buy his way through!" Sun Wukong grinned wildly. "Come on! Use it on me! Take this loser's wisdom as a trophy! With it, once you've slain ten gods, usurped ten powers, and reached the crown of the path, you can transform back!"

Ye Zuochen was slightly startled and his right arm shook violently.

"——The sea of ​​​​worldly wisdom is all in my jar, and the true form of all things is my model! Your spiritual light is just the firewood temporarily stored in my storehouse——"

An illusory crown made of countless tiny brass chains appeared above Ye Zuochen's head.

The light and shadow at the right shoulder twisted, and with a crackling sound, a translucent third arm suddenly tore through space and stretched out.

The greedy arm instantly reached out to Sun Wukong's chest, with five fingers spread out, and pierced into his chest fiercely.

puff!

There was a soft sound, as if an invisible fruit was picked.

The translucent greedy hand suddenly retracted, and what was tightly clenched in its five fingers was a monkey in the heart.

The greedy hand grasped the golden heart monkey and retracted into Ye Zuochen's body like lightning.

In the scenery reflected by the outside scene, there is a tree of light shining brightly in the "God and Demon Thought" located in the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows.

On a thick branch of the [Tree of Life of Creation], a lifelike little monkey suddenly appeared.

The monkey clung nimbly to the silvery-white branches, scratched its head, flicked its tail, and wrapped itself around the branches firmly, as if settling down there.

Ye Zuochen closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again and smiled at Sun Wukong, "I accept your wisdom, Monkey Brother. But it seems you're still unwilling to condescend to become my subordinate god?"

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "I was born and raised by nature, free and easy! I finally managed to break free from the tight binding curse of heaven, and you want to put a new one on me? No way!"

Ye Zuochen also smiled, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, Monkey, since you've given me the Seventy-Two Transformations, can you give me some pointers on a small matter? How exactly do I control the [Ruyi Jingu Bang]? I feel like I haven't figured out its temperament yet."

Sun Wukong said calmly, "What's the big deal? Just uncover the golden note I wrote and recreate the myth. Then let the monkey out and it will naturally obey you and change its size as you wish."

Ye Zuochen was slightly startled: "Isn't that the letter you left?"

Sun Wukong was also stunned, and then he burst into an even more earth-shattering laughter:

“Hahaha…cough cough…hahahahaha!!”

Amidst the laughter, Sun Wukong's body dissipated, like stardust, slowly falling on the chessboard battlefield that had completely turned into ruins.

The gold dust that dissipated from Sun Wukong had not yet fallen, but Ye Zuochen had already turned his gaze to Murasame Reion who was floating above the ruins. His light blue eyes seemed particularly silent in the smoke and dust.

"Mover of Fate, do you still have someone to shake? Whether karma is resolved or not is of no consequence to me. Let's settle it here today. If you ever set foot in this [Realm of Fate] again, you'll avoid the trouble of being attacked by a crowd."

Lingyin's slender figure wavered slightly, like a candle in the wind. "Godslayer, the threads of unfavorable fate still tangle within you. If you force them, there will be gods willing to answer your call... but I have no chance of winning."

Ye Zuochen raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems you have noticed it."

"You've always been so at ease, allowing me to pull at the threads of unfavorable fate and draw in the gods with whom you've had ties." Ling Yin stared at him, her eyes as cold as ice. "That's because you hold a winning strategy. I've thought about it for a long time, and it seems this strategy involves utilizing the power you've just gained to rewrite life forms and identities, allowing 'Mio' to replace me and become the new driving force of fate."

"Who knows?" Ye Zuochen remained noncommittal.

"I give up." Ling Yin's voice was calm.

"it is good."

Ye Zuochen nodded, intending to follow the established procedure and let her come over and kiss his forearm.

Boom!

The void suddenly shook violently, and the shadow of the long river of time materialized again with a roar!

A huge splash of water, far more vast than any previous one, came crashing down, carrying with it the irresistible force of time.

At the center of the explosion, a majestic and world-dominating voice resounded throughout the boundless [Realm of Destiny]:

"Earth spirits, do not give up so easily! Chaos is under my control, and all causes and effects are within my grasp! Here—under the Taiyi Imperial Ruler!"

Ye Zuochen's pupils suddenly contracted: "Dong Wanggong?! No... Taiyi! How could you..."

Before he could finish his words, his senses were completely deprived.

There was no more wreckage or scorched earth in the field of vision, only endless light.

A huge and dazzling sun that was too bright to look directly at seemed to leap out from the depths of the universe, instantly filling the entire consciousness with its supreme aura of dominating the nine heavens and ten earths and ruling all the heavens and worlds.

The figure stood at the source of endless light, nine feet tall, with a crane cloak as white as snow and untainted by dust.

Beneath the towering jade crown, his face was as handsome as if carved by nature, yet revealed an absolute majesty that could crush all living things.

His eyes were like two eternal red suns, and all the light and heat of the universe were gathered in them.

Wherever you look, time and space freeze, and all things bow!

He simply raised his hand, palm facing upward.

Boom-!

It was as if a giant bell, condensed from chaos itself, was suspended above it.

The sound of the bell was loud and clear, sweeping across the world!

The universe was shining, the sky and the earth suddenly lost their color, and the universe was shaken!

This is the first clear sound since the creation of the world.

It is also the final sigh that ends all things.

When the first bell rang, Murasame Reion couldn't even utter a cry of surprise, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, disappearing in an instant.

The thread of destiny that she held, the invisible power of destiny, was like rivers flowing into the sea, and was swallowed up by the chaos bell without resistance.

"That's too much! This woman is my trophy!"

Ye Zuochen shouted loudly, and his translucent greedy hand suddenly tore through the space and stretched out. At the same time, divine light shone brightly from the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows, and the shadow of the [Tree of Life of Creation] suddenly expanded, and the pure silver-white light rolled back like a river in the sky.

laugh--!

The greedy hand and the sacred silver light almost simultaneously entangled Ling Yin's core spirituality that was about to completely dissipate.

A mighty force originating from the Creator forcibly intervened and forcibly pulled back the trace of self-consciousness belonging to Murasame Reine at the edge of the vortex of the [Chaos Bell] that swallowed all fate!

Although Lingyin was retrieved, it was only Lingyin that was retrieved.

The "identity" given by fate was still taken away at will.

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Zuochen's forehead.

He could feel that the sound he had snatched back was so clean.

It seems that he has never been a "destiny driver".

This is a change from the source!

As the identity of "Destiny Promoter" was forcibly stripped away by the Chaos Bell, the control core of the entire [Destiny Realm] instantly changed hands and fell into Taiyi's hands.

Boom-!

The second bell rang without any trace of fireworks.

The whole world suddenly refreshed!

The melted chessboard scorched earth under your feet, the broken space cracks, the filled smoke and dust... evaporated in an instant.

The boundless gray and gloomy sky was completely wiped out, replaced by a vast sea of ​​clouds that stretched to the end of the sight.

The sea of ​​clouds is as solid as a white jade platform, emitting a warm luster.

The sky above my head is no longer a dark void, but a bright and boundless sky!

sacred!

Pure!

eternal!

The lingering sound of the bells still echoes.

The second ringing of the Chaos Bell has driven the invisible source of destiny, just like the most skillful Weaver Girl, who in an instant re-combines and weaves the threads of destiny of all living beings.

The sea of ​​clouds of fate that enveloped everything spread out silently in this area dominated by the will of the Chaos Bell.

The sea of ​​clouds and sky dominated by the Chaos Bell is bright and brilliant.

Ye Zuochen suddenly looked into the distance. Just at the infinity, at the end of his vision, Taiyi God was there.

"Taiyi God, I didn't expect you to come in person... But it seems that you haven't come in your true form?"

Taiyi Shenxu held the [Chaos Bell], his crane cloak fluttering without wind. His handsome face was as calm as a pond, only the red sun in his eyes flashed with indifference, looking down on all living things. "Young man, it's been a long time since we last met. The last time we met was last time."

"Your immortal power is indeed useful." Ye Zuochen said without hesitation.

Taiyi nodded slightly. "The last time I came to the mortal world, I was indeed a bit... arbitrary. Not only did I use the wrong name, but I also forgot a crucial memory. That damn Hongjun... actually set an ambush here and plotted against me."

When the word "Hongjun" was uttered, the sea of ​​clouds trembled slightly, and the light seemed to dim a little.

It was clearly one name, but to Ye Zuochen's ears, it sounded like two names.

But that's not important.

Ye Zuochen said calmly: "Yes, you were beaten by the monkey."

Taiyi didn't get angry when he heard this: "How could I care about a mere monkey?"

"Alright, boy."

"Return the 'Immortal Book' you stole from me to its original owner."

The boundless sea of ​​clouds sank slightly as He spoke, and the invisible pressure was like the sky collapsing.

Ye Zuochen stared at Taiyi in the infinite distance. "Your state is strange. You are neither a guest general summoned by fate, nor a disobedient body that has descended of its own accord... Are you using a fragment of your spirit to possess a body, forcibly seizing the authority of the God of Fate?"

"I'm merely temporarily taking over the role of driving force behind this world's destiny," Taiyi said calmly, as if discussing gardening. "Look, the warp and weft of this world's destiny has already been woven, hasn't it?"

As He spoke, countless crystal threads of fate flashed beneath the sea of ​​clouds, encompassing everything in the universe.

Ye Zuochen curled his lips and said, "As expected of the Supreme God of Chu, you completed the work of the mover of destiny in a single breath, and used the rest of your time to deal with a mere mortal like me."

"Young man," Taiyi's voice was thick with a subtle hint of persuasion, "return your Immortal Record to me, and I will spare your life."

"I can even use the Chaos Bell's original rules, which made it easier to usurp power, to exchange it for a power for you."

"what do you want?"

"The vitality of the Fusang sacred tree? The vitality authority of the Wood God Ju Mang? The secret of the movement of the stars? The power of the red sun burning the sky? The law of order that governs all spirits? Or is it the 'power of the Tao' that touches the root of the Tao?"

"I can give you everything."

Ye Zuochen was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "I'm so sorry. I'm using the [Qingming Creation Talisman] very well, and I don't want to change it at all."

Taiyi's red sun-like eyes narrowed slightly: "I originally thought that you would be more rational."

"Rational?" Ye Zuochen laughed, his laughter spreading across the silent sea of ​​clouds, mocking him mercilessly. "In the past? In the past, I was also extremely rational, willing to give up my 'singularity' in exchange for a surviving life!"

"But back then, you, a mighty god, never even looked at a mortal like me. How could I, an ant, be worthy of trading with you?!"

"Now! You're so high and mighty, throwing out the bait of a deal, and I'm supposed to be grateful and beg for mercy to take it?!"

"How can there be such a cheap and good thing in the world?!"

"Young man," Taiyi's voice deepened, as if he were soothing a fussy child, "Last time, I was bound by the rules, my mind was confused, and my actions were biased. Now, I am fair and selfless."

"I reject!"

Ye Zuochen's answer was like a sharp blade that cut through everything, leaving no room for maneuver.

"It's truly... a pity." Taiyi revealed a trace of sadness. "With your talent, you could have scaled higher peaks and written an even more magnificent epic."

"However, at this moment, your story can only...stop here!"

"Hmph, what a joke!" Ye Zuochen said coldly, "You're a guy who occupies the [Undead Realm] and can't even descend into this world in your true form. What can you do to me?!"