Chapter 11991 Take action

"Do not……"

"how come……"

"Master, Lord Vishnu..."

"Ahhh-"

Zhuge Yan was trembling all over, as if he was frightened. He muttered to himself, then suddenly shouted to the sky. He threw away the broken sword in his hand, covered his head with his hands, turned around and ran away.

Ye Chen stretched out his hand, and was about to grab Zhuge Yan back, when suddenly a sword light burst out, blocking Zhuge Yan's way.

Then, a ray of white light rose into the sky from below, holding a sword and blocking Zhuge Yan in front of him, with the tip of the sword pointing at his nose.

It turned out to be Ji Siqing!

"stop!"

Ji Siqing looked at Zhuge Yan coldly and took a step forward with the sword in his hand.

Zhuge Yan was so frightened that his face turned pale and he took three steps back.

The sword in Ji Siqing's hand was exactly the ancient sword of Tianzui that had just been dropped by the ancient emperor Yuhuang.

"Siqing!"

Ye Chen was pleasantly surprised when he saw Ji Siqing waking up and stopping Zhuge Yan with a sword.

At this moment, Ji Siqing was surrounded by the divine light of destiny, and she was graceful and elegant, like a fairy from the sky. There was no trace of pain, suffering or distortion on her. She only looked sacred, pure, graceful, and elegant, as holy as a supreme saint.

"Siqing, have you successfully refined your destiny?"

Ye Chen flashed to Ji Siqing's side and put his arms around her slender waist.

Although Ji Siqing at this moment was as noble and sacred as a saint in heaven, making people dare not desecrate or violate her, but for Ye Chen, Ji Siqing was his woman and he could do whatever he wanted.

Ji Siqing's holy light could not subdue Ye Chen's heart. His Taoism was too strong, and even a saint would have to conquer him.

Ji Siqing was hugged by Ye Chen, so she was naturally very obedient and did not resist. However, she was worried and said helplessly:

"No, fate is as vast as the ocean. I only control a drop of water, the drop that belongs to me."

Ye Chen said: "Really?"

Ji Siqing said: "Well, Ye Chen, I followed your words and only controlled my own destiny. Now I have indeed succeeded, but behind this drop of water of mine, there is still an endless vast ocean!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, take your time. Start with a drop of water and then slowly drink the ocean. The process may be very long, millions of years, or even stellar eras."

"But as long as you persevere, you will succeed in the end."

Ji Siqing showed a look of horror and fear, and said, "No, it's no good. The sea is boiling, and a tsunami is coming. The energy of my destiny can no longer be suppressed. In a few days, it will boil over and drown me."

In fact, the energy of destiny had already been boiling. Just now, Ji Siqing followed Ye Chen's method, not seeking to control the fate of all the gods in the world, but only to control his own destiny.

She succeeded, just like getting a sip of water from the three thousand weak waters, but the weak waters are still there, the vast ocean is still there, and her complete destiny is still in her body, and it is already boiling and surging.

She temporarily controlled her own destiny and was not overwhelmed, but how could her destiny alone compete with the destiny of all living beings in the heavens?
She can no longer extricate herself, and the surging energy of her fate and destiny will soon engulf her.

Ye Chen frowned and placed his palm on Ji Siqing's dantian in the lower abdomen. As expected, he felt that the energy of Ji Siqing's destiny brewing in his body was about to explode.

By then, Ji Siqing will be torn to pieces.

The power of the Pillar God is too terrifying. Ji Siqing simply cannot bear the complete power of the Pansi Patriarch.

Ancestor Pan Si wants to find a "scapegoat", someone to inherit everything from her, including the Burning Heaven Catastrophe, but although the idea is good, it is very difficult to realize.

Even Ji Siqing, who had a deep foundation in the law of destiny, could not bear it. Her final fate was to be destroyed, shattered and crushed into ashes by the energy of her destiny. Then her destiny would turn into primitive stream of light, drifting through the heavens, waiting for a new successor to appear.

Although Ye Chen is powerful, he cannot suppress the fate that is about to explode.

"Ye Chen, why don't you refine me and inherit my destiny."

Ji Siqing showed a look of pity in her eyes. The power of fate was too great. She felt that she could not bear it and wanted Ye Chen to inherit it.

"Don't be silly, I'll find a way."

Ye Chen touched Ji Siqing's hair. It was naturally impossible for him to refine her.

Moreover, Ye Chen already has half the authority of a Pillar God, so if he were to receive a complete one, his body would not be able to withstand it and he would explode and die.

"Let's go back first."

Ye Chen wanted to leave and return to the Holy Land of Mei first, asking Emperor Yuan Tian and the Goddess of Mei for help, and to help suppress Ji Siqing's fate.

Otherwise, Ji Siqing’s fate would explode and he would die.

"Then how do we deal with this person?"

Ji Siqing pointed at Zhuge Yan.

At this time, Zhuge Yan's face was pale. Under the powerful aura of Ye Chen and Ji Siqing, he was like a lamb under the claws of a beast. He dared not move at all, let alone escape.

"This person is a top-level Heavenly Emperor. His body can be used to forge the Pillar of Creation."

Ye Chen thought about it, grabbed the ancient sword of Tianzui from Ji Siqing's hand, and prepared to stab Zhuge Yan to death with one sword.

He planned to take Zhuge Yan's body and hand it over to the Great Lord in exchange for Cangtian Luoyue.

He couldn't just watch Cangtian Luoyue die like this. If the Great Lord refused to exchange, then he would have no choice but to turn against him.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Zhuge Yan looked at the tip of the ancient sword Tianzui and was suddenly terrified. The great terror between life and death came over him. His heart of Taoism was broken and he trembled and cried.

Ye Chen frowned, he didn't expect Zhuge Yan to be so unbearable. His heart was broken.

It was also his aura, the deterrent power was really terrifying.

With Ye Chen's current strength, he can kill a super-class Heavenly Emperor. His pressure spreads out, and even a top-level Heavenly Emperor cannot withstand an existence of Zhuge Yan's level and will collapse under Ye Chen's pressure.

Ye Chen didn't waste any words. He thrust his sword forward, intending to kill Zhuge Yan.

"slow!"

Suddenly, a cold shout exploded from the void.

A protective rune suddenly bloomed on Zhuge Yan's body, blocking Ye Chen's sword.

"Who?"

Ye Chen immediately became alert, feeling a terrifying aura brewing in the void.

"Lord of Samsara, please spare my brother's life."

Behind Zhuge Yan, in the boundless space, spiritual light burst out, and a cold shadow descended. It was a young man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, sacred and glorious. He stood on a golden lotus platform, with long fluttering hair and flying sleeves. There was a flute hanging around his waist. He had an elegant and yet deep and cold temperament.

"Master Master!"

When Zhuge Yan saw the shadow approaching, he began to tremble all over.

Ye Chen looked at the young man and said, "Are you... the headmaster of Fenji Lingshan, the former number one killer, Duan Lige?"