Chapter 293 - 293 The True Antagonist

Chapter 293: Chapter 293 The True Antagonist

The situation on the Abyss Chessboard suddenly stabilized. Zhao Huaiyi's group gathered together, advancing towards the King's square.

The enemy's five individuals, however, remained motionless, standing in a row two steps away from the King's square.

The Ghost Lord sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes indifferent as he looked up at the sky, mentally calculating everything that was about to unfold.

If by tomorrow his square ahead remained unmarked in black, it would signify that their side had not won a single match in the Luminous Sword Convention.

Then, there would be no choice but to take the initiative and rush into the King's square. Because the color of that square couldn't be changed even by Ye An, who wielded four privileges and surrounded the King's square, they couldn't harm the life within.

Capturing the King's square would bring the initiative back into their hands.

But in reality, it would be better not to capture it.

A glimmer of anticipation appeared in the Ghost Lord's eyes.

On the Heaven's Star, the Celestial Initiator had died, but her abilities hadn't dissipated. Instead, they roamed through the myriad worlds, finding the person who still had the other half of her bloodline. She even brought back the other half of her own essence.

All the powers of the Celestial Initiator were now before the Ghost Lord.

But he couldn't accept them because his body couldn't bear such levels of energy.

However, he was exceptionally gifted and immediately thought of a solution.

The success rate was low, and it bordered on insanity. If he failed, the price would be his life.

But what if he succeeded?

The Ghost Lord grinned as he looked up at the murky darkness.

As a Celestial Cripple, he had been aware of his own strength and the brevity of his lifespan since he could remember. So, for more than a decade, the question that reverberated in his mind the most and the longest was always the same.

"Why do we want to live?"

Because we want to live, we fear death.

But why do we want to live?

What meaning does life hold?

He hadn't figured it out yet, but the Celestial Initiator suddenly gave him the right to live.

Instead of bringing him joy, it made him feel ridiculous.

So my life and death are in someone else's hands!

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I!

One of the most frequently occurring words in the myriad worlds.

But it seemed like no one cared what that word meant.

The Ghost Lord believed that "I" represented everything his core consciousness could control.

My body is me, my brain is me, my soul, my realm, my scent—all are parts of me.

So when he suddenly realized that his life was no longer under his control, he was deeply distressed.

Especially on that day when Mutian appeared behind him, he was even more panicked.

Because we are fragments of the heavens.

For these years, above the sky, there has been a fierce person from humanity, single-handedly manipulating the will of the heavens.

Each time he struck the will of the heavens, a fragment fell to the earth and eventually became me, the Black Demon Lord, and those Celestial Cripples.

But mundane life is too weak to bear the power of the heavens, so we are all disabled.

The Ghost Lord grew even more furious at the thought of himself as just a foolish fragment.

Because it meant that he was getting farther and farther away from the definition of "I".

He vowed to transform into a purgatory that swept through the heavens, changing everything to make "I" complete!

Thinking this, he glanced at the time.

Just one more night.

The fourth battle would begin.

Hurry up and end it; I can't wait to welcome that more complete me.

...

In the Divine Realm.

Sweating profusely, Ye An sat on a chair near the training ground, looking at the interspatial network of the mortal world.

Three days ago.

The divine power of the Miracle Temple Mountain caused a sensation in the mortal realm.

Everyone dreamed of saving Liu Jun themselves.

But Liu Jun didn't appear.

Instead, more and more people gathered at that mountain.

At the very least, that ridiculous divine statue was not lifeless.

Over the past three days, faintly colored light rose in thousands of households.

This power, called a miracle by people, swept across the mortal world.

A wife prayed at the hospital to the Miracle Temple for her husband who had been unexpectedly hit by a car to survive this surgery.

A child lost for over a decade happened to pass by and reunite with parents who had been searching for their child for over a decade.

Before the Martial Arts Grand Examination, a young man injured from excessive training knelt and wept bitterly as he looked back at his three years of hard work. He knew very well that if his foot injury didn't heal, he definitely wouldn't get good results tomorrow.

But the Miracle God favored him.

Moreover, the Miracle God only favored true regrets, avoiding all falsehoods and ugliness.

This also made people firmly believe.

Liu Jun must be fine.

If everything is really as Yale said, it means that Liu Jun's fall was due to an extremely rare misfortune!

The Miracle God would not turn a blind eye to such a person!