"Break fate, control the future, and have unlimited possibilities... Isn't this the original intention of His Majesty Shenzong when he created [Xuantian Dao Seed]?"

Gu Pingfan said in a deep voice: "His Majesty Shenzong said that human beings have the most incredible potential in the world..."

"So, they are always unwilling to be bound by any shackles and want to control their own destiny... Isn't it because of this that the Guixu gang came into existence?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Baoshan's eyes were as focused as a thin line, and he looked at him coldly.

"As the leader of Hongmen, your remarks are very dangerous."

Gu Pingfan's eyes were calm and did not cause any disturbance, but a smile appeared on his fair and plump face as he looked towards the sky.

"The domineering sword species finally broke the cage... He has gone his own way... Maybe he will be qualified to challenge the Xuantian Daozong in the future."

To a certain extent, the sword species is just a failure in the process of creating the [Xuantian Dao species], and is a derivative appendage.

But now, Feng Wannian has broken through the shackles of the sword species and embarked on a path that did not exist in the design.

Such variables may...

"You think too much... I always feel that his breakthrough was not an accident, but was somehow contaminated by luck..."

Qi Baoshan's eyes narrowed. He really wanted to go to Feilaishan to have a look.

But as the master of the Xuanmen Sect, he has too many inconveniences. Because of the fate of the sword species, he would have to intervene if he showed up, and he did not want to see such a result.

Therefore, at this moment, Qi Baoshan could only pretend not to know anything and let nature take its course.

"The future...is indeed unpredictable."

Qi Baoshan sighed, walked away, turned around and walked into the old house, leaving Gu Pingfan looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

…

Flying to the mountain, under the blue sky, the endless sword light was shattered.

All the visions are like wind and lingering clouds, slowly dissipating.

Feng Wannian stood in the air, letting his robes rustle as he looked calmly into the distance.

Click...

There was a crisp sound, and Huo Wuqing looked down subconsciously.

Cracks slowly emerged on the [Infinite Sword], getting bigger and bigger, and spreading.

Finally, there was a crisp sound like a silver bottle being broken, and the glazed [Infinite Sword] suddenly exploded under everyone's gaze, turning into tiny fluorescent lights that scattered across the sky.

"Failed..."

Huo Wuqing's hand that tightly held the [Infinite Sword] slowly released at this moment, as if he had given up on his miserable fate.

His body became gradually more transparent, as if his connection with this turbid world was getting weaker and weaker.

"Feng Wannian...why...why can you take that step..."

Huo Qingqing raised his head and looked at Feng Wannian. At this moment, there was only unwillingness and regret in his eyes.

Two lines of clear tears fell slowly and disappeared into nothingness in the sky.

He is still very attached to this rolling mortal world. If he can take that step bravely like Feng Wannian, if he can also give up everything and cut off the shackles...

If, instead of being immeasurable, he is overbearing...

"Destiny..."

Huo Qingqing slowly closed his eyes. In an instant, the already dim and void body suddenly shattered, and like a glazed sword, it turned into fluorescent light and scattered across the sky and the earth.

The infinite sword species has fallen.

He lost to the domineering sword species, to fate, and to himself.

"Won..."

At this moment, there was deathly silence on Feilai Mountain, and Feng Wannian could only look at him in awe.

This man is so powerful that his sword dyes the sky, and even the strongest Infinite Sword Type cannot stop the power of his sword.

Rumble…

Suddenly, when the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared, a loud noise suddenly started.

The dark figure took advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted, broke through the clouds, and fled into the distance.

"Qiu Baichi, can you still walk?"

At this moment, Li Mo took a step forward and stood in front of this unusual man.

As early as when Feng Wannian broke through the barrier just now, he had already locked it.

"Li Mo..."

Qiu Baichi's body suddenly expanded, bursting his flesh and blood, and a black ball of flesh emerged.

The ball of black flesh exploded suddenly and turned into countless black flesh and blood, splattering in all directions.

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Li Mo was ruthless. He stepped out with his right hand and intertwined his five fingers, creating a raging thunder.

The terrifying thunder suddenly dispersed, covering a distance of hundreds of feet in an instant.

The Five Thunder Transformation Hand is the ultimate killing move in the [Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Lei Bu Sutra] awakened by the little black cat. It is more than a hundred times more powerful than the thunder in the palm that Li Mo practiced back then. It can attack and kill in groups, and is very domineering.

"Ahhhh..."

Groups of decomposed flesh and blood quickly exploded and evaporated within the range covered by the thunder, and the pungent smell filled the sky.

Waves of heart-rending wails shook everyone's hearts.

This kind of scream is like coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory, which makes people's hair stand on end.

"No matter what you are, you will die."

Li Mo's palms squirmed, and after a moment, the thunder around him slowly dissipated.

"It's finally quiet."

"What was that just now?"

At this moment, Feng Wannian walked over.

"I don't know what this thing is...whatever, it's a dead thing now anyway."

Li Mo grinned and hugged Feng Wannian's shoulders.

"It's going to be a big revelation tonight."

"Whoever gets drunk first is the son."

"I must be your father."

The two laughed, took a step forward, and disappeared deep into the mountain.

…

Tonight, I am destined to have trouble sleeping.

Feilai Mountain was full of joy and laughter, and everyone had a feast and drank wine. Li Mo, Feng Wannian, Zhu Gangxi, Wang Jiu, Kuigang, Ji Tianxi, Yu Zhaoyue... and even Huang Shulang were all present.

In comparison, the latter two seemed extremely reserved and did not dare to move their chopsticks.

There is no way, the noise caused today is too great, Ming Prajna is dead, and the Infinite Sword Seed is also dead.

As for the three thousand armored soldiers of the Tianshi Mansion, Ji Tian howled so loudly that their eyes turned white and they are still scratching their heads in the mountains.

Sitting at the same table with these ruthless people, they dare not touch their chopsticks. They wish they could have a separate table.

Everyone is very clear that what happened today has far-reaching consequences, and I am afraid there will be quite a storm later.

However, tonight, carnival is the only theme.

…

It's late at night.

Beijing, Tianshi Mansion.

Under the bright moonlight, Chu Nianxin, wearing a thin gauze dress, walked along golden lotuses and arrived at the quiet courtyard.

On the table, a three-legged incense burner contained a mass of black, sticky flesh that was slowly squirming.

"Damn Li Mo... almost ruined my life."

Angry roars came from the three-legged incense burner.

How many times has this been destroyed? Krishna has lost count. Every failure has become the root cause of Li Mo’s strength.

It seems to be trapped in a vicious cycle of fate.

"This person seems to be your nemesis."

Chu Nianxin walked to the incense burner, looked at the squirming flesh and blood inside with some pity, and touched it lightly with her fingertips, as if caressing it.

"He is an anomaly... Even if I fail ten thousand times, as long as I succeed once, he will be beyond redemption..."
To be continued...