Chapter 977 - 62: The Death of Ji Lun (Double Release)

Chapter 977: Chapter 62: The Death of Ji Lun (Double Release)

The vast universe, the beginning of life, the origin of Dao...

Mu Qingge immersed herself in the Dao Light, feeling her Divine Sense seemingly detached from her body, carried by the Dao Light into the river of time, returning to the moment of the primordial beginning.

At that time, the universe had not yet formed, all things had not yet appeared, heaven and earth had not yet separated, and there was no life, no flowers, grasses, trees, birds, or animals.

Everything was like the chaos, filled with endless darkness and grayness.

The boundless vastness made Mu Qingge’s Divine Sense feel insignificant, a sense of being but a speck of dust arose from her heart, constantly reshaping her worldview.

She didn’t know how long she drifted, or where the Dao Light led her, only felt dim and dazed, seeing a flash of red light continuously flickering in the endless darkness.

Upon seeing the flash of red light, Mu Qingge instinctively moved towards it. The closer she got to the red light, the faster she felt her speed became.

Just as she was about to reach the red light, suddenly, the flickering mysterious red light exploded violently; that explosion was truly world-shattering, so much that her Divine Sense felt as if it fragmented into countless pieces, becoming part of the universe.

She was not dead, she still had perception, feeling every change around her.

Moreover, that perception was immensely profound, profound to the extent that she had the illusion as if she was the change itself, everything was an evolution of her own.

Mu Qingge, at this moment, did not know what those steps meant.

In fact, those steps signified the distance to the mysterious red light. The higher one climbed, the closer one got to the red light, and the deeper the perception received; that profound experience would become increasingly clear.

With the explosion of the red light, the universe did not face destruction, but rather underwent countless transformations, those transformations were the origin of Dao.

Mu Qingge personally felt the opening of heaven and earth, the evolution of all things, she transformed into a speck of dust, a drop of water, a blade of grass, a gust of wind, a stone, a flower, a cloud, a patch of earth, a tree, a mountain, a fish, a deer, a leopard, a lion...

She evolved into all things, as if everything was her, she could clearly feel the changes in all things, exploring the tracks of Dao from those patterns, those cyclic repetitions.

This kind of perception was shocking to her.

Unlike all her previous insights, under this perception, she seemed to touch what Dao truly was. Dao was no longer something ethereal, but something real and palpable to her, something she could deeply perceive and comprehend.

’There are countless Daos, yet they cannot escape the cycle of life and death.’ Mu Qingge summarized her insight in her heart.

Life and death!

Humans have life, all things have life, even mountains and seas experience vicissitudes, will vanish, regenerate, transforming into new sceneries.

This is a cycle, a cycle of life’s continuation.

Every end is for the sake of life.

Every life, ultimately cannot escape death.

Mu Qingge sat quietly on the steps, like a meditative monk, her beautiful features without a trace of expression. It seemed that the countless lives she evolved into, in their cyclic journey, had allowed her to see through life and death, to see beyond impermanence.

Three days passed by in a flash.

Three days later, people from fourth to one-hundredth place exited the Dao Light, leaving with some regret.

They hadn’t expected to climb so high, even far exceeding Be Yan at the time. However, although it was a rare opportunity, they could only stay for three days.

As they departed, they all reluctantly looked towards the three people remaining in that Dao Light.

The one that most drew their attention for a few extra glances was the enchanting red sitting on the fifty-second layer, a figure among men, perhaps not tall and mighty. However, at that moment in their eyes, it was exceptionally grand and magnificent.

...

In Spring City, at the temporary respite of the Zhuoyu Domain, the eliminated disciples of the Zhuoyu Domain had all returned. Those elders who accompanied them also returned.

They awaited the return of the disciples who were bathed in Dao Light before going back to the Zhuoyu Domain together.

For the unusual behavior of the Zhuoyu Domain’s elders, the disciples harbored curiosity in their hearts, yet dared not ask.

Ji Lun, who was beaten half to death by Mu Qingge, awoke from his coma. Opening his swollen eyes, he saw a blurry figure in the room, walking to and fro, seemingly busy with something.

"Cough, cough." Ji Lun lightly coughed, propping himself up from the bed.

The noise he made was heard by the other person in the room, who suddenly turned to see Ji Lun looking at him with a sullen face.

"Senior Brother Ji Lun, you’re awake! Quickly, drink some water." The person in the room immediately held up a cup of water and brought it to Ji Lun.

Ji Lun gave him a deep look, but was unaware that his not yet fully deflated face looked quite comical to others.

Taking the cup, he drank the water, then tossed the cup back to the person, and said coldly, "How long did I sleep? How was the Dao Debate? Did Senior Brother Yan Quan avenge me and kill that bastard with the surname Mu?"

When Yan Quan was mentioned, the disciple of the Zhuoyu Domain in the room shivered all over, his face turning white. "Yan... Senior Brother Yan Quan... he... he..."

His hesitant demeanor made Ji Lun frown, and he felt something ominous. "Hmm? Stop stammering."

"Senior Brother Yan Quan is dead!" The disciple of the Zhuoyu Domain gritted his teeth and revealed the truth to Ji Lun.

"What! What did you say?" Ji Lun jumped up in shock, disregarding his injuries, and grabbed the disciple by the collar, pulling him in front of him.

"Senior Brother Yan Quan... he is dead." The disciple of the Zhuoyu Domain had no choice but to repeat.

Ji Lun was astounded.

He had merely been unconscious for a while, how could Yan Quan have died upon his awakening?

"How did he die?" Ji Lun asked through gritted teeth.

Then, the disciple of the Zhuoyu Domain recounted everything that happened in the arena to Ji Lun.

After listening, Ji Lun’s swollen face turned a shade of blue, looking extremely unsightly. His eyes were dark, filled with deep-seated hatred.

Yan Quan intended to kill Mu Qingge, but instead was killed by Mu Qingge?

"What about the elders in the domain? How could they let go of someone with the surname Mu so easily!" Ji Lun asked hatefully.

At the mention of the domain’s elders, the disciple also gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, who knows what the elders are thinking. Senior Brother Yan Quan died tragically, and not only did they not avenge him, they even said in front of the Divine Emperor Zhong Shan that Senior Brother Yan Quan brought it on himself, blaming no one else. That Mu Qingge got away without any punishment."

"How can that be!" Ji Lun’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Would he not know the temper of those elders in the domain? How could they let Mu Qingge off?

"But that is the truth! We are baffled as well." The disciple of the Zhuoyu Domain shrugged innocently.

Ji Lun thought for a moment, shook his head, and struggled to get out of bed, "No! I have to personally go and ask the elders for clarification!"

"Senior Brother Ji Lun, you are still seriously injured, you should recover fully first," the disciple advised.

However, Ji Lun did not listen at all. He forced himself off the bed and rushed towards the door. His stumbling steps seemed like he could collapse or crash into the room’s furnishings at any moment.

The disciple of the Zhuoyu Domain saw him in that state and wanted to help.

However, Ji Lun misunderstood the gesture as an attempt to stop him from seeking the elders. His gaze turned cold, and he waved his hand, using his Divine Power to strike at the disciple.

Unbeknownst to him, as he summoned his Divine Power, the dozens of wisp-thin strands of Divine Power, which Mu Qingge had secretly embedded within him, suddenly became restless.

They burned like kindling sparked by a flame.

And the substance that exploded was Ji Lun’s Divine Power!

The disciple, caught off guard, took a blow and was thrown back, crashing into the wall and spitting up blood while Ji Lun staggered out of the room.

Yet after advancing only a few steps, he felt his chest tightening, his body temperature rising, as if he were being roasted under a scorching sun, extremely uncomfortable.

Shortly afterwards, he felt his body swelling.

He staggered forward unsteadily, feeling so uncomfortable he couldn’t speak, and his vision was filled with double images. Ji Lun looked down at his body, only to find that it seemed to be inflating like a balloon, and it... it kept expanding.

This change made his eyes contract in terror.

That terror enveloped him instantly. He opened his mouth, attempting to call for help. However, his body quickly expanded even more.

Hearing his terrified scream, the injured disciple from the Zhuoyu Domain, holding his chest, stumbled out. Ji Lun’s voice also attracted the attention of other disciples, who hurried towards his residence.

Ji Lun’s body grew larger, his eyes filled with fear.

He saw shadows of people arriving outside, which was his glimpse of hope. But before the hope could reach him, his body burst with a loud ’bang’. His Divine Power inside him rampaged outwards, demolishing a large part of the estate, affecting those Zhuoyu Domain disciples rushing towards him.

Immediately, an explosive sound resonated through the skies of Spring City in the Zhong Shan Domain, while the residence of the Zhuoyu Domain was leveled, shocking everyone in Spring City, with the news quickly spreading to Snow City...

In Spring City, such a major incident in the place of Zhuoyu Domain quickly reached the ears of the Divine Emperor Zhong Shan.

However, when he received this news, his expression remained indifferent, with not a shred of concern, even about potential troubles that might arise from the incident. He told the steward who came to report, "Hmm, just truthfully inform the Zhuoyu Divine Emperor. Also, see if there are any survivors and send them along."

"Di... Divine Emperor... that’s it?" The steward exclaimed in surprise.

The icy blue eyes of the Divine Emperor Zhong Shan glinted, and resting his gaze on him, he asked with a slight smile, "What else?"

"Yes!" Being stared at like that, the steward shivered and lowered his eyes, retreating.