All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes-Chapter 1604 - 346: Stubborn-Mouthed Guy

"Have you grown stronger again?"

In the darkness, the figure entangled in shadows slowly lifted his head: "The True Demon, whose demonic nature is entrusted to the three of us, should be undying, yet you managed to kick it apart with one move?"

"Really?" An Jing raised an eyebrow, glancing down at his boots: "I can’t see such an effect."

"It’s not about the boots, it’s about you."

With the arrival of An Jing and the bright lights, the darkness was dispelled, revealing a face.

Xuan Mingyu raised his head, looking around. He saw many familiar and unfamiliar silhouettes, each taking position in the four directions, vaguely forming a massive battle formation. And Little Qi, perhaps the Heavenly Dao’s newly chosen Ex Nihilo, was at the center of the formation, replacing An Jing in coordinating the entire Realm of Nonexistence.

Now, An Jing’s authority suppressed his and the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony’s authority, allowing Little Qi to fully take over.

From the beginning, An Jing had made two preparations. Even if he couldn’t defeat himself or the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony head-on, there were still Little Qi and You Ruhui, Bai Qinghan, and the Companion Star as backups.

Thinking of this, Xuan Mingyu completely relaxed. He sat lazily on the ground, stretching out his legs, propped his hands back on the ground, shook his head, and laughed: "But An Jing, after all, aren’t you also trapped?"

This wasn’t a lie either.

From An Jing’s perspective, Xuan Mingyu was indeed shrouded by a deep abyss and Demonic Qi, seemingly imprisoned by the black shadows.

But from Xuan Mingyu’s perspective, the entire pitch-black wasteland, the bleak world, all derived from An Jing as the core, extending into an abyss.

And the Demonic Qi on An Jing...

"Ha ha."

Squinting, the golden eyes stared at the emotionless Martial Artist in front of him, who simply watched him calmly. Xuan Mingyu, having let go of all inner conflicts, teased: "An Jing, do you know that your very existence, with its extended demonic nature, is equivalent to an unprecedented Great Demon?"

"Faced with you, every choice in the world becomes meaningless, leaving only [Acceptance] and [Obedience]."

"You know." An Jing lowered his eyes, burning with fiery golden pupils as he gazed at the young Emperor: "I’ve always been rejecting it, and I hope everyone has the courage to reject it as well."

"Indeed, you are rejecting it, but if you reject something, who dares to agree? Where would that courage come from?"

"I never concern myself with what others think, I just be myself." An Jing said calmly: "Isn’t that enough to inspire courage?"

"Maybe when your name completely vanishes, but as long as your name is still being praised... Haha, you can do it, but don’t expect others to be able to." Xuan Mingyu tilted his head, shaking it: "An Jing, because of your power, all opposition disappears. Because of your wisdom, all refusal seems foolish."

"That’s their fault."

"Yes, it’s their fault, but who will guide them to do the right thing?"

"People must be responsible for the choices they make." The Martial Artist said softly: "As long as this is achieved, there’s no need for guidance."

Upon hearing An Jing’s words, Xuan Mingyu lowered his head, his expression unclear, but An Jing knew that the other was silently laughing, seemingly mocking and perhaps also self-deprecating: "What you said is the most correct correctness, like if everyone were saints, society would naturally reach harmony, Heavenly Demons would cease to exist, and the Human World would be thoroughly peaceful."

"If you make a mistake, you get punished; discussing problems is just discussing problems; facts are just facts, without any prejudice, deflection, compromise, or evasion of responsibility... An Jing, what you’ve said, how is it different from all this?" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

An Jing slightly lifted his head, remained silent.

He couldn’t refute it, because he feared nothing, not even death, so he could naturally persist in rejecting. He was someone who unlocked the Mystery of the Womb, and in his eyes, death meant nothing. Reincarnation had been validated on him, so he couldn’t possibly deny its correctness.

But what about others? Their fear of death is natural, so they naturally tend towards conservatism and avoidance.

"Not to mention anything else, you say there’s no need for guidance, but in reality?"

In contrast, Xuan Mingyu was more spirited, turning his head to watch the crowd moving forward, drawing closer to An Jing, his gaze locking onto You Ruhui: "In many futures I’ve seen, if you are to defeat me, you would need at least several decades, but now, you’ve come here."

"I lost to An Jing, not to you."

"I never said you lost to us, right? We’re just helping out."

Just as You Ruhui arrived at An Jing’s side, she heard Xuan Mingyu’s remark and was immediately perplexed: "Indeed, everything was orchestrated by An Jing, we’re merely his chess pieces in this grand strategy—isn’t that so?"

"Xuan Mingyu, don’t be so self-conscious. To be honest, if you gave me your Fate Pattern and other opportunities, I’d definitely do better than you!"

"I’d be happy to give." Xuan Mingyu squinted, observing his similar yet different sister, his smile also fading: "But I’m afraid you wouldn’t dare to take it."

"Why wouldn’t I dare?" You Ruhui glared back confrontationally: "You can’t usurp me, because I have also cultivated the Pocket World Technique, and I might even be the first to cultivate it—An Jing doesn’t count as he created the technique."

"Not necessarily."

Xuan Mingyu sneered: "Though our approaches differ, I have also developed a similar Pocket World Technique. If An Jing is the first, then I must be the second, you’ll definitely have to wait in line."