12dz Chapter 965 The End of God
Chapter 965 The End of God
The moonlight by the ancient well suddenly twisted into a blood-red vortex. Liu Yan'er's figure, shrouded in a chaotic aura, plummeted from the void. She had shed her divine attire, now dressed in a plain white midriff-barrel. Her hair draped messily over her shoulders, but her eyes still gleamed with a paranoid madness. She stared intently at the shimmering half of the Chaos Godhead in Yun Yao's hand. Her nails dug deep into her palm, and blood dripped down her wrist, forming a strange mandala on the blue bricks.
"Why?" Liu Yan'er's voice was hoarse and broken. "I clearly obtained the Heavenly Dao script, devoured the Seal of Order, and became the most exalted deity in this world!" She suddenly threw her head back and laughed, her laughter filled with endless resentment and despair. "And you're just a time traveler. Why do you keep ruining my plans?"
Yun Yao carefully placed the divine power in her arms, her gaze as calm as water. A tinge of pity welled up in her heart as she gazed upon her former mortal enemy. "Because you never understand: true power isn't in the script." She waved her hand gently, and a memory unfolded in the void: when she first entered the palace, Liu Yan'er had deliberately poisoned her food, but she had used her modern knowledge to see through it; in the cultivation sect, Liu Yan'er had colluded with others to set a trap, but she had averted the danger with her tacit understanding with Chu Mochen.
"Every time you thought you had victory, you failed in the same way—you always pinned your hopes on conspiracies and schemes, forgetting that the human heart is the most uncontrollable variable." Yun Yao's voice was clear and firm. "While you were plotting how to frame me, I was cultivating. While you were rallying forces, I was searching for the truth. When you thought becoming a god would give you control over everything, you didn't realize you had already become a puppet of the heavens."
Liu Yan'er suddenly jumped up, black flames rising from her body, "Shut up! You are just lucky! If it weren't for that damn system helping you, you would have died in the cold palace of the palace!" A long sword composed of the laws of heaven condensed in her hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yun Yao's eyebrows.
At this moment, Chu Mochen appeared before Yun Yao like a ghost. His Hongmeng brush emanated a brilliant light, instantly dispelling Liu Yan'er's attack. "You have no idea how much effort she has put in beyond your reach," Chu Mochen's voice was as cold as ice, his aura surging. "Back in the palace dungeon, she endured thirty thunder tribulations to break through her cultivation. In the secret realm of cultivation, she remained awake for three days and three nights to unlock the ancient formation. How could someone like you, who only knows how to scheme, accomplish these things?"
Liu Yan'er's face instantly turned pale, and the longsword in her hand began to tremble slightly. She suddenly recalled scenes she had witnessed in the dark: late at night in the palace garden, Yun Yao diligently cultivating under the moonlight, her clothes drenched in sweat; in the cultivation sect's library, Yun Yao intently flipping through ancient tome, her eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge. These images were like heavy hammers, hammering at her heart.
"No...impossible..." Liu Yan'er shook her head repeatedly, "I should be the protagonist, I should be standing at the top!" She suddenly let out a shrill scream, the aura around her body surged wildly, and her whole body began to become transparent, "Since I can't get it, then no one else can have it!" She used up her last bit of strength and detonated the power of heaven in her body.
At this critical moment, a flicker of determination flashed in Yun Yao's eyes. She raised her hand, and the Chaos Godhead erupted with a radiant light, forming a massive shield that firmly protected Chu Mochen and Gu Jing. The powerful shockwave from the explosion slammed into the shield, emitting a deafening roar. Blood oozed from the corners of Yun Yao's mouth, and her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes remained remarkably resolute.
"Why..." Liu Yan'er's voice was faintly heard amid the explosion, "Why do you have to go against me?"
Yun Yao spoke with difficulty, "Because I know this world shouldn't be bound by so-called 'scripts.' Everyone has the right to choose their own life, yet you vainly attempt to use force to deprive others of their freedom." Her voice gradually gained strength. "Do you remember your original dream? It wasn't to become a lofty god, but to write a thrilling novel, a story of a comeback. But now, you've lost yourself in the lust for power."
These words were like a sharp sword, piercing Liu Yan'er's last psychological defenses. Her figure stopped dissipating, and the madness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by confusion and regret. "I... I actually forgot..." She muttered to herself, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. "So I'm the one trapped by the script..."
As Liu Yan'er gave up resistance, the aftermath of the explosion gradually subsided. Yun Yao removed her protective shield and slowly walked over to her. By this time, Liu Yan'er had lost all her strength and collapsed to the ground weakly. "Actually, you could have been a very good storyteller." Yun Yao extended her hand. "Do you want to start over? This time, you can write the script of your life yourself."
Liu Yan'er looked up, seeing the sincere light in Yun Yao's eyes, and tremblingly reached out her hand. Just as their fingertips were about to touch, a black crack suddenly tore through the void, and a massive black hand emerged from it, grabbing Liu Yan'er and dragging her into the crack. "No!" Yun Yao and Chu Mochen exclaimed in unison. The Hongmeng Pen and the Chaos Godhead activated simultaneously, but they only managed to leave a shallow mark on the crack.
"The Heavenly Dao Divine Palace...will not give up..." Liu Yan'er's voice rang out from the crack, filled with endless fear and unwillingness. The moment the crack disappeared, Yun Yao held a broken jade slip in her hand, engraved with some vague runes.
The system's voice suddenly rang out: "A fragment of the Heavenly Dao has been detected, containing important information about the Heavenly Dao Palace. However, the jade slip is severely cursed, and forcibly deciphering it may be life-threatening."
Chu Mochen held Yun Yao's hand, his eyes firm: "No matter how many dangers lie ahead, we will face them together. Liu Yan'er's matter is not over yet. Since the Heavenly Dao Palace dares to come, let them know who is the master of this world."
Yun Yao nodded and took the jade slip into her arms. She looked in the direction where Liu Yan'er had disappeared and vowed to herself, "Once I've taken down the Heavenly Dao Palace, I'll definitely rescue you. This time, we're no longer enemies, but partners fighting against fate together."
As the night deepened, peace returned to the ancient well. But Yun Yao knew it was only the calm before the storm. The threat from the Heavenly Dao Palace remained, and their legend would continue...
In the days that followed, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen began to study the runes on the jade slip. As their research deepened, they uncovered a shocking secret: behind the Heavenly Dao Palace lay a "Lord of the Void" intent on devouring all worlds. Liu Yan'er's capture was likely a sacrifice for the Lord of the Void's resurrection.
At the same time, anomalies began to appear in the Three Thousand Worlds. The rules of some smaller worlds began to collapse, and countless beings fell into panic. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen realized that they were running out of time. They decided to split up: Chu Mochen would go to the various smaller worlds to stabilize order, while Yun Yao would continue to study the jade slips, seeking a way to fight the Lord of the Void.
During her research, Yun Yao accidentally awakened a remnant of Liu Yan'er's consciousness within the jade slip. It turned out that while under the control of the Heavenly Dao Divine Palace, Liu Yan'er had hidden a trace of her consciousness within the jade slip, waiting for someone to unlock its secrets.
"I'm sorry..." Liu Yan'er's residual soul said weakly, "I am willing to tell you everything I know, and I only ask that you stop the Lord of the Void and restore peace to the three thousand worlds."
Yun Yao held the remnant soul and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, we will succeed. When everything is over, I will take you to see a different world, where everyone can freely write their own story."
A war that concerns the survival of all the worlds is about to begin...