Collapse, survive

However, they are all immortal and their bodies are restored time and time again.

At that moment, Jingyuan seized the opportunity.

"Dan Heng——"

He called out and, together with the divine lord, pressed down hard.

This is an opportunity. Just as the Abundant Deer would become rootless without the supply of Jianmu wood, the pioneers cut off the power supply of Huanlong [Abundance], and her physical body showed a flaw.

As expected of the Wandering Cloud Heavenly Lord's follower, truly reliable.

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Chapter 120 Unleashing an awesome illusion attack.

"Charge! Accelerate, accelerate to an even higher level!"

"I...I feel a little dizzy..."

As it turns out, Xing, who has undergone the trial of the simulated universe, is perfectly capable of being both the train conductor and the navigator—she doesn't need a course, she can just create it.

The wicked little gray-haired girl cheered; if such a thing as an accelerator existed, she would have welded it to the spot.

Fortunately, there was no accelerator, only a red button, and the route was predetermined.

March 7th was dizzying, the world spun around, and everything around was dragged into a slow, beautiful motion. Countless stars twinkled, and they created a spiral of destruction, breaking through the celestial origin in the darkness.

That is, the imaginary space, a place where even light cannot move an inch, was easily traversed by opening up isolated zones connecting the worlds.

it's beautiful.

The jump beacon is the location of the star's core, radiating the energy that revives Jianmu.

So Xing was full of energy and just went for it, but on March 7th... she bloomed.

"Oh no, my hair..."

Unable to resist shaking her head, March 7th scattered petals, changed into a flamboyant hairstyle, and, like a peach blossom in full bloom, remained a beautiful young girl.

In contrast, Xing—whose smooth gray hair remained the same, grew vigorously under the impact of the electric-like star core energy, like a pufferfish expanding.

"Pfft hahaha~"

I stopped panicking on March 7th.

Star remained calm, smugly swinging her new pose and shouting, "Keep going!"

As the little train continued to create, they rushed to press the red button. The star core had already been created and flown out, and even the roots of the Jianmu tree could not contain it. Huanlong was also created and flown out, severing her connection with the Jianmu tree.

This enraged the Great Lord of Annihilation.

"Such stubborn resistance...how laughable!"

Despite the divine power of the deity, Huanlong did not submit to the execution. She finally realized that Fang Jie and the Starry Sky Train's goal was the Star Core, and that they had taken the Star Core with them.

Thus, the revived Jianmu tree, deprived of its energy supply, might even turn against her—

This is the inevitability of life under the power of abundance.

From the seed itself, the seed of abundance is a symbol of life; those who come into contact with it will find their wounds and illnesses slowly healed. Those who pray for life's blessing in despair will always receive mercy.

—May all that is sought be obtained.

But the seed will sprout, life will expand, and the newly born bountiful creature will radiate warmth, and the environment around where it takes root will be lush and verdant.

It transforms barren wasteland into fertile soil, it makes withered vegetation sprout new life, and it makes clear springs burst forth from the earth.

When you get close to it, your muscles and bones seem to come alive, starting to wriggle and grow, causing an unbearable itch.

—[The mortal body gives birth and transforms, endlessly regenerating.]

Finally, it flourishes into flowers, like eternal flowers, their stamens brimming with abundant power, never fading. Whether placed in fire, frost, or any other harsh environment, nothing can stunt its growth.

Endless, infinite.

The planet is nourished by its roots, and the sun is thirsted for by its branches and leaves. Everything that was originally meant to nourish it is now included in the expansion of life. In time, its branches and leaves will feed on starlight; its roots will take the flesh and blood of all living beings as soil, connecting them into one, immortal and indestructible; its fruit will be the fulfillment of the promise of eternal life.

—[There are enormous ships, their power surpassing mountains, floating in the air. On them grows an immortal tree; eating it grants longevity.]

What Huanlong obtained was the immortal divine essence.

However, however...

The little train, which had been burning out, not only stopped its leaping motion but also began to tremble.

"Hey, I don't feel well, Fang Jie, Fang Jie, are you still there?"

March 7th cried out in alarm, "It won't explode, will it? Even though you live in a separate carriage, the Starry Sky Train..."

It exploded.

Before the smile on Xing's face could fade, he was blown away along with his newly acquired star core.

"Ahh——!!"

The vehicle killer's cool demeanor lasted only a second, and Fang Jie also reacted, or rather, woke up.

"March!"

He watched with concern as the excited passengers, screaming and yelling, were ejected and instantly transported to who-knows-how-many light-years away…

Let's leave them for now; Fang Jie can't handle them.

Fang Jie was truly rendered incapacitated by this brief yet prolonged attack, and it was only thanks to his partners that he was able to restart—just as Fu Hua's Taixu Sword God needed a sword heart, they were the external thought circuits for Fang Jie's state.

Thus, the Galactic Train Hero himself transformed back into a human form.

A sword that separates two worlds?

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He stood shirtless, looking at Huanlong, who was being oppressed by the God: "Huanlong, you have lost, you are about to lose, you have lost completely—because you don't understand life at all."

Fang Jie was truly "completely drained" at this moment, with only his tongue still sharp enough to continue provoking and interfering with her.

"Life is both precious and fragile. A person can live because many innocent lives have been sacrificed for him. Cattle and sheep fall to offer their flesh and blood, ears of wheat fall to offer their seeds, trees fall to offer their firewood and fruit... Countless destructions bring about a life, and the price is extremely high."

The sacrifice made for the revival of Jianmu was not only the star core, but also the sacrifice contained within the star core.

“In this tough world, those who live must be worthy of such sacrifices, and you clearly are not.”

Hearing this 'declaration of victory', Huanlong felt angry.

"Shut up, you damned bastard! We are the Protoss, we are the same kind! You've even gone to great lengths to devour my power, what are you pretending for here?!"

I'm not dead yet!

Even though the Jianmu tree has lost the star core to nourish it, it has begun to backfire and drain my power. I also bear the weight of the divine lord's axe and the ancient sea's roaring in the clouds—

I remain invincible in this world; the Great Lord of Annihilation will never easily admit defeat!

Fang Jie pretended not to hear and showed the license plate he was wearing when he was shirtless.

Who is like you?

I am human.

He remained elegant, his tone unhurried and measured, a stark contrast to the somewhat vulnerable Huanlong at this moment. He didn't even need the effort of the Divine Lord and the Dragon Lord; he could simply use words to mock her.

"A single grain of wheat, if it dies, remains just a single grain; but if it falls to the ground, it can yield countless seeds. This is the difference between you and me. Time will prove..."

The God-King pressed his advantage, striking Huanlong with a massive lotus platform behind him, a platform resembling the seat of Buddha, which was incredibly powerful.

Huanlong felt pain, for having tasted joy, the pain now was even more intense, because of her 'foresight' as the Great Sun, combined with the current situation…

Losing this body was inevitable.

An emotion a thousand times more violent than anger took over her will.

It was the smug guy in front of her that stirred up a murderous intent within her.

That pure will was so intense that Huanlong was momentarily lost... Wait, this scene...

That's right, it's the scene where Fang Jie was caught in 'regret' and Huan Long took advantage of the situation.

He reacted in response.

He not only took away the star core that served as the 'intersection node' between Jianmu and Huanlong, but he also added something to the remaining parts.

The Illusionary Arts of the Year Sun, brat!

Huanlong laughed in anger. She didn't have the ability to escape the illusion by relying on [nothingness], but she was genuinely amused by using her power to bewitch her.

"You've gone too far in bullying me!"

In that instant, pure gold shone from Huanlong's body, and the original bluish-black color of Jianmu Noble Body disappeared, turning into gilded blood that filled his entire body.

Like the sun, the golden blood of destruction ignited.

Especially those eyes; under the gaze of those pupils, the whole world seemed to shatter like glass.

As the Jianmu tree crumbled, so too did the Undying God. Before Jingyuan could finish felling the tree and Danheng could seal it, Huanlong spontaneously began to destroy the Jianmu body she had painstakingly and secretly stolen.

The Jianmu tree is collapsing. It's not just the Jianmu body that Huanlong has taken over that is crumbling, but the void where the star core, which had been restored from being hit by the simulated star train, is collapsing again.

Everything is being destroyed at an alarming rate, like a bubble.

Huanlong completely broke free from 'immortality'. It wasn't that the connection was broken when she was created, but rather that she herself abandoned that connection state afterward.

No longer bound by [Abundance], nor clinging to immortality, she once again threw herself into [Destruction].

Jingyuan, what are you doing?

Fang Jie looked at the shadow cast by the mountain, the giant hand reaching out to pluck stars and grasp the moon, while he stood in the boiling mist of this ancient sea, as if facing a burning vengeful spirit.

—A vengeful spirit of planetary scale!

"Your tricks are quite good, I admit it, I'm about to lose."

Huanlong had to speak her mind, especially when she stared at Fang Jie, who had once been smug, and saw that expression she had finally seen.

"But so what? The path of destruction has never feared sacrifice. Failure is merely an embellishment for a comeback. And now, I will bestow upon you a gift from the Lord of Annihilation—pain."

"There's no need to make such grand pronouncements."

Jing Yuan stepped forward, always standing at the forefront: "Huanlong, you regard us as ants, but to fight ants to this extent, you, the Great Lord of Annihilation, are unique in the Milky Way."

That seemed to be a wrong decision, because the illusory dragon that appeared to be attacking Fang Jie suddenly flew up from behind the shattered lotus platform.

It was not terrifying, but rather a golden aura of destruction. As everything was heading towards destruction, it gathered all the [Abundance] that Huanlong had seized, enveloping both the Divine Lord and Jingyuan within it.

There was nowhere to escape, for the two had long been linked in a fierce battle.

"Ah."

In his final moments, Huanlong looked around at the scenery and chuckled as if he were sighing: "General of Luofu, I must admit that from beginning to end, the one I feared most was actually you. This little rascal is certainly annoying with his constant jumping around, but you, you are the main reason why I have fallen to this state."

"But you're also the easiest to beat. Do you know what I'm best at?"

"Let me see. You have so much in your heart, but why is the deepest part of your consciousness empty? Your heart is empty; is there a deeper subconscious layer beneath? Let me see what you're hiding in your heart..."

She recklessly rummaged through the defenses deep within Jing Yuan's memory, eroding his memories as she went deeper and deeper.

This is what Huanlong excels at: inducing people to despair, suspicion, pain, collapse, and mental devastation to the point that they destroy the precious things they have created with their own hands!

"—Danheng, now is the time."

Jing Yuan did not dodge, but roared, his furious voice causing the Divine Lord's body to tremble and almost disintegrate.

Under the piercing gaze of those golden eyes, his body swayed uncontrollably, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Just as Huanlong said, his heart was filled with too many things.

And all those things are now empty... right and wrong, good and evil, black and white...

Fang Jie didn't want things to turn out that way at all.

Old Deng's passionate and heroic spirit is certainly admirable, but he's already here.

He tried his best to stop Huanlong, but he was exhausted. With the same strength, how could he possibly outmaneuver Huanlong?

"How stupid."

Despite Fang Jie's interference, Huanlong easily dispersed him, overjoyed: "You want to stop me with my power? But you can't stop me. I already know how to deal with you. Just ignore me."

Many people say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but few know that the eyes can also be a prison for the soul. Fang Jie, your prison is the most terrifying one I've ever seen. With such an essence, my defeat is not unjust. But do you dare drag him into that terrible prison with you?