Chapter 954
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Chapter 954 Wu Xiangnan’s Plan
Osaka.
A glimmer of light broke through the clouds, tracing a path across the sky before crashing into Yuli Tangbai, who was lying quietly on the ground.
Yuli Tangbai’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Was it the pager handle he left for his sister?
They must be in danger!
He pressed his hands against the ground and quickly sat up, his eyes filled with urgency.
Seeing this, An Qingyu frowned and immediately reached out to support his body, “What’s wrong?”
“Brother Qingyu, my sister is in danger, I must go there.”
An Qingyu froze, his eyes tinged with concern as he carefully examined his body for a moment:
“But your genetic defect is less than 80% repaired, you haven’t fully recovered. If you engage in intense combat…”
“I must go.”
Yuli Tangbai’s usual docility had completely vanished, his tone more determined than ever before.
An Qingyu hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, “Fine, go ahead, as long as you don’t fight until your last breath, I can always save you… if you don’t mind becoming a monster.”
Yuli Tangbai paused, then smiled, “Brother Qingyu, I’m already the biggest monster in this ‘Human Circle.'”
He stood up from the ground, dusted off his dust-covered red robe, and reached out to grasp the air. The cyberpunk spear stuck in the ruins flew back into his hand.
His figure flickered before he shot into the clouds, disappearing from the spot.
Lu Wuwei, who was riding an electric bicycle and slowly wandering among the “Klein” level corpse beasts, seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.
His gaze fell on the red-robed figure crossing through the clouds, and he let out a slight exclamation, surprise appearing on his face:
“There’s actually another human ceiling in this ‘Human Circle’? And quite powerful too…
Tch, it would be nice if we could recruit them to Great Xia.”
Lu Wuwei shrugged, casually tossing out a pizza box that instantly killed a “Klein” level corpse beast nearby. Blood and flesh rained down, but not a single piece touched him.
He stopped his electric bicycle, took out two tickets from his chest, and fell into deep thought.
“The task of finding Lin Qiye is complete, but Wang Mian… where is he now?”
…
Yata Mirror gap.
Deep sea ruins.
Two figures wearing diving equipment climbed out of the water, walked to the edge of the ruins, and removed their oxygen masks.
Strands of elderly silver hair fell from the mask as Wang Mian caught his breath for a moment, his gaze sweeping across what lay before him as he asked puzzled:
“Where is this?”
“This is the gap in the Yata Mirror, also the hub connecting this ‘Human Circle’ to the outside world,” Wu Xiangnan calmly replied. “The first thing we’re looking for is here.”
He led Wang Mian, expertly navigating through the ruins, passing through mysterious spaces with floating building fragments, crossing through vermillion torii gates one after another, finally arriving before an ancient temple.
Inside this temple stood an imposing deity statue, wrapped in golden rings and hanging magatama beads, appearing extremely majestic.
In its right palm floated a silver chaotic sphere, emitting an eerie phantasmal light in the dark shrine, rolling violently as if alive.
The moment Wang Mian saw this silver sphere, an unprecedented desire arose in his heart. He unconsciously wanted to reach out and obtain that silver chaotic sphere, as if doing so would break life’s shackles and gain rebirth.
His hand had barely reached halfway when clarity suddenly flashed in Wang Mian’s eyes. He quickly stepped back two paces, his gaze filled with vigilance as he looked at the sphere.
“What is this thing?”
“Origin.”
“Origin? What’s that?”
“Origin is the soil that nurtures laws, the most precious thing in existence. The entire High Plain of Heaven probably only has this one piece of Origin remaining.”
“You’re saying that with this sphere, one could nurture laws?” A glimmer of light immediately appeared in Wang Mian’s aged eyes.
For Wang Mian to become a god, he must possess a law. If he could obtain this Origin, would it mean he could nurture a law and ascend to godhood?
“Theoretically yes, but you absolutely cannot touch it,” Wu Xiangnan’s tone was very serious.
“Why?”
“This Origin is not pure, it contains impurities, and the laws it contains are not compatible with your being. If you rashly make contact with it, you won’t survive more than three months.” Wu Xiangnan repeated what Jialan had said back then.
“If we can’t use it, why did we come looking for it?”
Wu Xiangnan deliberately avoided looking at the sphere, staring at a corner of the temple as he slowly spoke: “Just because you can’t use it doesn’t mean I can’t.”
Wang Mian froze, “What do you mean?”
“During my time in the ‘Human Circle,’ I’ve been contemplating ways to enter the High Plain of Heaven and kill Susanoo. To slay a god, the most basic requirement is to possess the power of laws…
I’ve researched thoroughly for a long time, and ultimately still focused on this Origin. It’s the only way that can provide me with the power of laws.
You cannot absorb this Origin because it’s not compatible with your bodies, and it contains impurities that will continuously reject physical form until death… but I’m different.”
Wu Xiangnan took a deep breath, his eyes flickering with madness, “My Forbidden Domain is Sequence 233 [Rebirth], at the ‘Sea’ level, I have thirty-six chances to die and be reborn!
Each time I die, I can use my life to take away some of its impurities; each time I’m reborn, my body becomes more compatible with its attributes!
As long as I resurrect enough times, I can perfectly absorb this Origin, and once it finally merges with me, I can nurture that thread of law power from within it!
No matter how minute and weak it may be, this means… I will have the qualification to slay gods!”
“You’re mad.” Wang Mian shook his head repeatedly, “Your level isn’t high enough, you haven’t even touched the bottleneck of becoming a god. Even if you possess a thread of law power, you can’t become a god, you’ll ultimately dissipate into the world.”
“I know,” Wu Xiangnan calmly replied, “So, before I completely merge with the Origin and nurture the law to dissipation, I’ll stop committing suicide, holding onto my last life.
When we have Susanoo mortally wounded, I’ll then consume my final life, nurture the law, and deliver the fatal blow.
After killing Susanoo… what does it matter if I dissipate?”
Wang Mian, hearing this, remained stunned for a long while before coming back to his senses.
He gazed at Wu Xiangnan with complex emotions and let out a long sigh:
“As expected of someone from the [Blue Rain] team…”
