Chapter 1944: Chasing the past with a smile, not seeing a thousand years of tears (one hundred and sixty-four)
Yan Yan is safe and sound, all the gloomy eyes are bright, Yan Yan has not died here, the courage it brings to them is infinite, if Yan Yan can not be swallowed by the god of death, why can't they.
Yan Yan looked back at everyone, his tone was as flat as ever, and as resolute as usual, "Don't forget, who gave us our life, maybe he is still in a corner, waiting for us to save, if he no longer needs our salvation, then as long as we stand up bravely, he will definitely come back to save us." β
Yan Yan's voice clearly came into everyone's ears, and it reminded them of what Yan Yan said before, with Xiao Yu's destiny, it is absolutely impossible to die here, as long as they stick to the end, he will definitely come back.
At the thought, everyone's eyes changed, they slowly got up, supported each other to stand firmly, although the fear of death was not completely eliminated, but they had dared to face it bravely.
Yes, with Xiao Yu's strength, how could he be swallowed by the astral boundary, and his fate could not end here, even if he was as powerful as death, it was absolutely impossible to end his fate.
Thinking like this, everyone raised their heads and looked at the black flames of the god of death.
The flames of death continued to burn in the depths of the void, covering the light of the Eternal Throne, and the originally bright heaven and earth were plunged into darkness, with only sporadic divine light passing through the flames, reflecting colorful divine shadows in the infinite earth.
The voice of the god of death came from the depths of the cloudy sky, "It is not very difficult to eliminate the fear of death, but the realm that you can see in your eyes is not enough to comprehend the avenue of death, since there is no way to comprehend, it is naturally impossible not to be afraid of death, even if you forcibly condense your courage, it is just in vain." β
The black flames turned into the deep eyes of the Grim Reaper, overlooking the whole land, "If you think that I did not devour him because I did not devour him, then you will soon understand that this is nothing more than a lie he has fabricated. What really kept him standing here was nothing more than the Heavenly Book left by that person, and I will also let you know that this Heavenly Book alone will not be able to save your fate. β
The cold voice of the Grim Reaper fell, and the black flames of death bloomed like flowers, engulfing the entire Eternal Throne, and the heavens and earth were completely plunged into darkness.
Everyone was shocked, and they all ran the natal divine source, but between the flow of the divine source, no half wisp of divine light was born, or even if it was successfully transformed, it was completely swallowed by the darkness, only Yan Yan released a faint golden light, so that the darkness of the Eternal Emperor Realm was not so complete.
Xianyunruo's mind turned sharply, and he said in a loud voice, "Summoning all the heavenly books." β
When everyone heard this, they suddenly came to their senses, since the power of the Book of Heaven that Yan Yan had triggered could not be swallowed, they could naturally also trigger the Book of Heaven.
The people who can come here, each of them has no less than one heavenly book, and these heavenly books have already been integrated into their lives, and as long as their minds turn lightly, they can already induce the power of the heavenly book.
In the endless darkness, the golden streamers were like newborn flames, turning into the earth one after another, hundreds of golden lights were closely connected, and they transformed into a halo of light that was as wide as a thousand feet, facing the flames of death head-on.
Under the protection of the golden divine light, everyone's momentum also rose, although the courage in everyone's heart was very meager, but all the courage condensed together, even in the face of the flame of death, it did not fall behind at all.
When the flame of hope burned, courage was also born, Yan Yan stood out of nothing, the golden divine flame was in full bloom on his body, brighter than the light of everyone else, under the arch of hundreds of golden lights, although Yan Yan was heavily injured, and the remaining strength was not much, but he still maintained absolute composure and calmness, releasing a momentum that was enough to confront the god of death.
The god of death seemed unmoved, his hollow and deep eyes seemed to swallow everything in heaven and earth, and his deep voice slowly sounded in the darkness, "Do you know what the saddest thing in the world is? β
"Cognitionβ" It seems to know that no one will answer the question, and the god of death himself gives the answer, "Everyone builds their own cognition and incorporates everything in life, and the saddest thing is that one day he suddenly discovers that all his cognitions are wrong, or even non-existent." It is not easy to see this, but I will give you a chance to clearly recognize your own destiny, instead of always staying on the empty book, never knowing the facts, and never being able to distinguish between the true and the false. β
Xianyunruo reluctantly said, "How do you know that our cognition must be wrong and non-existent, if what you say is correct, then the cognition you have at the moment is not true?"
Although Xian Yunruo's counterattack was weak, it still resonated in everyone's hearts, although the God of Death was an existence that they could not touch, but now that they had some kind of intersection with them, then at least above this plane, there was no absolute superiority and right or wrong in the cognition between them and the God of Death, even if there were some avenues and realms that they could not touch, they should not completely succumb to the God of Death.
In the face of Xian Yunruo's positive rebuttal, the God of Death did not seem to be half angry, and the dark flames continued to churn, releasing endless death breaths, which became more and more abundant, covering the entire Eternal Emperor Realm.
"In fact, from the very beginning, you already know your fate, so why bother to struggle, you should know very well that the fate I can see is beyond your reach. β
Xianyunruo's state of mind had calmed down a lot at this time, and he was a little more bold in the face of the god of death, "In that case, why do you bother to say this to us again, isn't it meaningless?"
The god of death smiled deeply, "That's a good question, you might as well guess why I did this." β
Xianyun Ruo was stunned, and the God of Death asked him to give an answer, but it made him stunned, because in fact, this was not really the doubt in his heart, but he just took advantage of the situation to ask and refute the God of Death.
"Since he doesn't know, do you have an answer? β
This time, the person asked by the god of death was Yan Yan.
Everyone looked at Yan Yan one after another, if there was one person among them who could face the god of death head-on, then this person could only be Yan Yan.
Yan Yan stood out of nothingness, and the golden divine light that was born with the guidance of the Book of Heaven circulated all over his body, transforming into peerless light and shadow.