Avoid Yandere Constellation-Chapter 1110: For Whom Have You Come?
Chapter 1110: For Whom Have You Come?
Who could have imagined that the ultimate figure of faith for countless people in Sword Land was actually a woman?
At this moment, Su Jingzhen was absolutely certain that the Sword Ancestor before him was merely a remnant soul.
Seeing the still kind expression on her face, Su Jingzhen did not hesitate and directly picked up the teacup to drink.
In this place, if the Sword Ancestor really had malicious intentions, there would be no need for such trouble.
Therefore, in Su Jingzhen's opinion, this cup of tea was most likely a great opportunity.
It had the usual fragrance of tea.
After drinking it, Su Jingzhen suddenly entered into a meditative state.
At this moment, Su Jingzhen's consciousness seemed to be wandering beyond the heavens.
The scene in front of him gradually became clear.
This was a slightly dim space.
The setting sun was as red as blood, and the atmosphere was filled with solemnity.
Seeing this scene, Su Jingzhen's heart trembled as he knew that the Sword Ancestor wanted to tell him some things through this method.
He had experienced this several times before and was already familiar with it.
The scene shifted, and streams of black light suddenly appeared in this vast desert.
They were filled with endless violence and strangeness.
A dark mass completely obscured the light of the sky.
Wherever the light passed, the void twisted and the great Dao shattered.
At the same time, countless streams of light with completely different auras appeared from another direction.
The two sides belonged to different factions.
The next moment, the light streams revealed themselves. On one side, there were ordinary cultivators from various realms of the cultivation world.
On the other side were strange-looking beings of a different race.
The first time they met, chaos erupted.
Various energies were unleashed, and blood and fire splattered.
Every moment, the cultivators and the strange beings fell.
The earth was stained red with blood.
"This is an ancient battlefield, but what kind of strange beings are these?"
Looking at it from a god's perspective, Su Jingzhen's expression was full of astonishment.
What had happened in the ancient times of the cultivation world?
In this space, the aura of most of the combatants on both sides made Su Jingzhen's heart tremble.
Yet, they were falling in droves.
And he had a vague premonition that this seemed to be just a corner of the battlefield.
The battle continued for an unknown amount of time. Countless cultivators and strange beings died in this space, but a significant number continued to fight.
At this moment, a huge black handprint suddenly pressed down from the sky.
The handprint covered the entire battlefield and carried the power to destroy the world.
As the handprint descended, everyone on the battlefield stopped.
Despair filled their eyes.
However, no miracle occurred.
The handprint covered everything, and all living things on the battlefield perished.
But it did not end there.
The sky seemed to be ripped open, revealing a chasm.
On the other side of the rift was an endless strangeness filled with the aura of those strange beings.
It seemed as if an extremely powerful being on the other side was constantly tearing open the rift, and an endless stream of strange beings poured out.
Su Jingzhen frowned.
For some reason, looking at these strange beings, he felt an uncontrollable urge to kill them.
At this moment, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared in the void.
Su Jingzhen seemed to hear a faint cry.
Then, a white figure as pure as snow fluttered into view.
Her appearance was exactly the same as the Sword Ancestor before Su Jingzhen.
She was holding a three-foot sword and standing resolutely at the crevice. With each swing of her sword, rows of strange beings were decapitated.
"The Sword Ancestor, did she fall here?"
Su Jingzhen suddenly realized, his expression extremely grave.
The aura emanating from the Sword Ancestor at this moment was the most powerful Su Jingzhen had ever seen.
Even Li Lingxi, a newly ascended Immortal Emperor, could not compare to it. In Su Jingzhen's eyes, even the Grand Elder of the Immortal Palace might not be able to match her.
She stood at the rift and looked back, as if locking eyes with Su Jingzhen across space and time.
Su Jingzhen was startled. Was this the source of that familiar feeling earlier?
Then, without hesitation, the Sword Ancestor resolutely turned around and headed to the other side of the rift.
As he stood there, Su Jingzhen faintly saw that countless strange beings had fallen on the other side of the rift.
The other side was also a river of blood.
After an unknown amount of time, the Sword Ancestor's figure reappeared at the rift.
But now she was covered in blood.
Her aura was extremely weakened.
Yet, she still used her great power to gather thousands of weapons from the battlefield and the divine blood of various races, using her lifebound divine sword as a guide to form a sacred seal.
She forcefully closed the rift!
Su Jingzhen's heart was filled with shock, and then he softly sighed.
He could see that after completing this, the Sword Ancestor was at the end of her strength.
Indeed, after the space stabilized, the Sword Ancestor fell weakly from the sky.
Su Jingzhen keenly noticed that as the Sword Ancestor fell, mysterious energies scattered from her body.
They immediately rushed off into the distance.
Su Jingzhen did not know what they were, but they made his heart tremble.
And that was where the scene ended.
Su Jingzhen's consciousness returned.
He was still under the peach blossom tree, and in front of him was the breathtakingly beautiful figure of the Sword Ancestor.
"Sword Ancestor, what... what were those strange beings?"
Su Jingzhen had not fully recovered from the previous scene.
His speech was somewhat stuttered.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed to one of horror.
In front of him, lines of golden text appeared.
[Daily Fixed Points: Zhang Xiu: 4, Shuang Jiang: 15, Feng Qingya: 18, Luo Yuebai: 18, Dantai Xuening: 60, Qiu Yaoyao: 66, Shengana: 33, Bai Suzhen: 30, Li Lingxi: 16]
[Daily Fixed Points: ......]
[Daily Fixed Points: ......]
[Remaining Available Points: 24013]
Three sets of fixed points had arrived.
This meant that he had watched the earlier scene for three full days!
This was an unprecedented situation.
Previously, when Little Green had shown him the perfect world of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, it had only taken a very short time.
When he looked again, the tea on the table had cooled down.
The Sword Ancestor smiled slightly: "No need to ask any more. Since you possess the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, some things are destined to happen.
When your cultivation reaches the right level and the time comes, you will naturally know.
This is your fate, and you cannot escape it."
Regarding the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, it was clear that the Sword Ancestor had already known about it when Su Jingzhen released the world's power earlier.
Otherwise, he would not have received such a treatment now.
And indeed, her vague words left Su Jingzhen puzzled.
He hated these riddles the most.
Then the Sword Ancestor added: "Since you have brought the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss here, I can finally relax and be at ease.
I have a request. I would like to see the legendary Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss..."
As she spoke, there was an anticipation in her eyes.
"Sword Ancestor, please relax."
Before she could finish, Su Jingzhen directly took out the black brick, its world power spreading out, and instantly absorbed the Sword Ancestor into it.
At the top of Creation Peak, the Sword Ancestor's illusory form gazed into the distance.
The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss was now full of vitality, and everything was rapidly moving toward its former perfection.
"Good, good, good!
Although it is not as I imagined, this seems to be the true form the world should take."
Seeing the towering Little Green in the void, the Sword Ancestor sighed again.
Then she did not stay long in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.
After a glance, her long-cherished wish seemed to be fulfilled.
The Sword Ancestor's expression became even more serene as she smiled at Su Jingzhen: "Now, can you tell me, who are you here for?"
As she spoke, the Sword Ancestor gently waved her jade hand, and the void before her twisted.
Two scenes appeared.
One was of Saintess Qing Yue, with an aloof temperament and breathtaking beauty.
She sat suspended in the air, her energy fluctuating, her expression serious as if absorbing something.
The other was Zhang Xiu, whom Su Jingzhen had longed for.
She was dressed in black gauze, still like a ripe peach, but with a holy aura that had never been seen before.
At this moment, there seemed to be a hint of pain and struggle between her brows.
