Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny Chapter 1529 - 781: So What?

Did you buy your title?

If you said this at the Association, any master would roll up their sleeves and beat you up; otherwise, it wouldn't end.

The sa goes for You Sui!

You can attack my morals, my character, and my intentions, but you can't question my competence!

The insults were too crude.

There's no helping it; you can't bla Ji Jue for the personal attacks; Fernan started it!

He's just been dumbed down, not turned into an actual fool!

If it were soone else listening to such nonsense and sophistry, they might sowhat believe a little bit.

But right now, in this situation, once self-doubt arises, even if just a tiny bit, you're not far from death.

This is Fernan's true purpose, using the display and power of the Realm of Descent to continuously weaken and strike Ji Jue, doing everything possible to make him doubt.

Even if it's just a minor agreent with the concept of the Realm of Descent, it would be captured by the mire created by Fernan, fall within, lose everything in futile struggle, and then be devoured, turning into a stepping stone for Fernan to advance further.

This is the Erosion and assimilation of the Fla of Decay on Ember.

One can deceive others, but cannot deceive oneself.

The Sin of Embers lies in the deep-rooted arrogance and self-righteousness of the craftsman, but the truly important part also stems from this. If a craftsman cannot believe in his own ideas, cannot maintain himself, becoming a tool is just a matter of ti.

To be fair, Fernan's thods are undoubtedly clever, his intentions undoubtedly sinister, his tactics undoubtedly ruthless... the only problem is, he chose the wrong topic.

All Things Self-transform?

If you tell Ji Jue this, he'll be wide awake—nowadays in the Seven Cities, where is All Things Self-transform?

The so-called All Things Self-transform has long ceased to exist!

This is complete data fabrication!

Ever since he discovered Ji Jue was beginning to shake his foundation, wanting to take down Ji Jue and artificially correct the outco, what he's been seeking has already vanished!

No, even earlier...

When he personally intervened and started pushing all this, it was no longer natural.

Perhaps without Fernan, the Seven Cities would still decay, still get worse, still end up like this... but when he personally engaged in it, taking on that crucial role, natural evolution was already artificially distorted.

Get it in the lab; the entire experint from beginning to end was completely faked for you!

Plus, there's the interference of Ji Jue.

In just a few months, everything Ji Jue established in the Seven Cities, even Ji Jue himself!

If left unchecked, once the disaster passes, what's waiting for the Seven Cities is the eagerly prepared Luo Island Fleet, ready to unify the Seven Cities and completely transform them into the Coast; it's just a matter of ti then.

By that ti, the foundation of descent will be entirely erased, everything Fernan did will beco Ji Jue's wedding gown.

He assigned the Rotten Ape to cause trouble for Ji Jue, gathered so many people, not even to flatten the Seven Cities, but to restrict Ji Jue, even if he couldn't kill him, to prevent him from intervening at that crucial node in the transformation of the Seven Cities.

One intervention leads to a second, until in the end, abandoning evolution and just hand-manipulating everything.

What kind of All Things Self-transform is this?

"What I despise most is a waste like you!"

Ji Jue ignored the erosion of the Fla of Descent, pointed at Fernan's face, and cursed: "You yourself are the biggest stumbling block in the Seven Cities, yet you find reasons to say that this is how things should be, that they're hopeless... the mire they fell into, isn't it you who dug it with your own hands?

You spent a lifeti laying waste, only for to finish it in two months; do you still have the nerve to talk about All Things Self-transform?!"

"Don't you also view them as tools?"

Fernan sneered: "You've never rembered any of their nas. Are you going to tell you actually consider those people as fellow sufferers, as brothers?"

In response, ca a resounding retort.

"So what?!"

Ji Jue lifted his head and challenged resolutely: "I never claid to be a savior! When did I ever say I ca to the Seven Cities to do good deeds?

You, a You Sui, are actually hoping for a Federation arms dealer to have a conscience?

Which of us has brain issues?!"

From the start, Ji Jue never hid his intentions.

First, Xiang State, then Luo Island, and finally, advancing to the Seven Cities.

What he wanted was to grasp it all in his hands, turning the entire Seven Cities into coastal factories, transforming all of this into a source for plundering wealth, influence, and power, enhancing productivity!

Preferably tie everyone to the assembly line, working in three shifts around the clock…

The money earned all spent in internal supermarkets, from wives to kids all turned into employees, attending coastal schools from birth, working on the coast as adults, and dying in coastal hospitals!

It's best if no one can leave the coast, it's best if they work for their whole lives!

"You said one thing right, Fernan. I've never cared about everything you created, nor have I seen them as brothers. What I need is rely tools."

Ji Jue sneered coldly: "But who says tools cannot hold value, who says tools cannot achieve?"

Fernan was silent, staring at him.

Fiercely.

Attempting to find any trace of lies or falsehood in that face, those eyes, but unfortunately, there was nothing, absolutely nothing.

He could even feel it; from the beginning until now, under the erosion and restraints of the Realm of Descent, even at this mont when all talents and gifts were completely stripped away, Ji Jue remained unwavering in himself!

People can't deceive themselves.

Everything he's said is true...

This is an absolute monster, a pure anomaly, who doesn't regard them as humans, nor even sees himself as one...

Naturally, viewing everything as a tool, asuring everyone's value, then taking control and arbitrarily dominating.

To achieve his goals, by any ans necessary!

But damn, how is this Ember!

If he closed his eyes, he would almost suspect that standing here is another master from You Sui! Even more sinister than You Sui...

He could sense the malice from the opponent, hidden yet sharp, lingering from the beginning until now, making him feel like thorns in his back.

Even You Sui cannot contain it, sothing even a craftsman who has fallen into Great Evil cannot tolerate!

At that mont, he smiled silently.

He chose to give up.

No, not just giving up on bringing Ji Jue into Descent, but also making a firm decision.

No more hesitation and indecision, to completely crush the opponent in front of him!

Otherwise...

A cold and ferocious premonition clung to his spine, finally making him realize—the loser might be himself!

In that mont, the stars in the sky suddenly changed, one by one, filled with hatred opened, reflecting the Dragon Mountain Giant and Ji Jue below.

The entire Realm of Descent of the Seven Cities gathered, all imposed on Ji Jue, forcibly stripping away all effects of alchemy and repressing circulation.

Then, the unremarkable short stick in his hand—Heavenly Crafts·One Foot Hamr, silently decomposed, expanded, revealing its true form.

Two strange illusion lights bound within layers of seals clashed violently; each collision seed to make the entire world tremble slightly.

The manifestation of the paradox, the conflict between theory and reality, triggered once again.

In a snap, overlapped thousands or tens of thousands of tis.

Lock completed!

Then, exerting all his strength, the paradox capable of disintegrating Ji Jue and combined with Giant Que countless tis in an instant, appeared out of thin air.

Thousands upon thousands of exponential-ti splits, engulfing everything.

Even the aftermath turned the entire block into Dust, yet even Dust couldn't remain, reduced to nothingness amidst the endless division.

Only a dreamlike pallor surged, soaring, expanding, accompanied by limitless downward division, crazily expanding and proliferating... innurable petals soared into the sky in the storm, gently drifting down amid the split, obscuring the shattered sky and covering the burning earth.

Dreamlike.

Ornanting Hell as Heaven, but within Heaven, there was only this endless pallor, so pure it left one feeling terrified and despairing.

Breathing difficult.

Flowers.

Blooming and falling flowers, endless expansion, offsetting exponentially surging division with a grand scale and a complexity that even theory finds hard to justify.

asure for asure.

And even at the sa ti, effortlessly repairing the cracks and scars upon Long Shan.

The suppression brought by the Realm of Descent was aningless, no matter how much more divisions of oneself there were, the more erosion and repression felt stronger, yet from start to finish, there were no changes, unwavering.

She wasn't within the target range of the Realm of Descent, nor did she care about the mutation and burning brought by the Fla of Decay.

In the boundless cycle of birth and death, there seed to be a blurred eye vaguely erging beside Ji Jue.

Lowering its eyes to gaze upon the Creator's embarrassed state.

Inspecting closely.

"You're quite late, Isis."

Ji Jue sighed lightly, canceling the preheat of the Wanxiang Engine, canceling the ergency jump, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

[You should reflect on whether your demands are too outrageous.]

Isis replied calmly: [Thankfully, I didn't fail my mission. Five days ago, the new project you initiated—the total control and invasion of the Seven Cities, turned out successful.]

In that instant, it was as if a clear snap reverberated.

Crack—

Like a torrential downpour, countless tiny sounds enveloped the entire Seven Cities, resounding through heaven and earth...

Amidst the Fierce Flas, amidst the ruins, within the desolation and chaos, in every corner of the Seven Cities, from the bodies of every animate being, the seeds buried began to take root and sprout.

From hands transford into tools, from bodies fused with equipnt, from every rigid mask and smile, from those mutated eyes and hearts...

Pale flowers silently burgeoned, growing, appearing on everyone transford and mutated, the radiant blooming flowers covered those mutated bodies, veiled the hollow eyes, obscured the numb smiles, making the broken and ssy figures appear adorned, unspeakably beautiful.

Even if beneath this purity and beauty, what's hidden, is a cruel control surpassing the way of Zhi Fu, even though this ornantation was definitely not a gift from Heaven.

As if for just a mont, this dark world also finally showed tenderness.