Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2181: Chapter 2176: Execution (End)

Truly brilliant.

Fu Qian clearly knows this isn’t some illusion, but rather that another Destiny Snake has emerged, perfectly intact.

Sealing destiny and even resurrected?

No wonder it symbolizes the concept of destiny, truly eye-opening.

Of course, the question now is how to proceed next?

Through the gains from previous stair-step tests, it’s now relatively easy to grasp that the "connection" originally annihilated by the Tyrant is also resurrected and rapidly strengthened.

One of the manifestations is that the room once affected by the decay of the serpent’s body instantly stopped changing.

Just like using a thousand tendrils before, turning into "indestructible terrain."

In fact, the decision to handle it that way earlier was one inspiration.

It was obvious that even the destruction suffered by all these surrounding things has been packaged together for oneself to bear.

In Fu Qian’s view, unless crushing this house effectively affects the stability of the current world, the opponent doesn’t need to go out of their way.

The conclusion derived is that "connection" is not a purely abstract concept, like "The karma barrier of Destiny Snake is paid for by Young Master Bao," and such.

At least, this transfer of destiny has scope attributes, and the intact bar just got lucky.

With such specific space attributes, aside from being invisible and untouchable, why can’t it be locked on and become the target of calamity?

With such thinking, the ensuing Fire of Madness enveloped all, providing a relatively stable observation environment.

Of course, what was primarily relied upon at the end was one’s own trauma recall.

Previously with Lan Fyla, similar methods were used to find "Pie Sou Superior Being."

Although less powerful bridge this time, the benefit is the target is right in front — and now it is before him again.

The situation is severe.

But thinking positively about everything, the connection is so smooth, this can further prove it is indeed the rebirth of Lord Destiny Snake just now.

"Your efficiency in achieving this is higher than I imagined."

Even the love of flattery hasn’t changed; the opponent is praising Fu Qian’s efficiency.

"But have you ever thought, the struggle of destiny is also part of it, jointly pushing towards the final result?"

Feigning philosophically too.

"Seems you are eagerly awaiting the final result’s arrival?"

Fu Qian naturally isn’t influenced by a few words, no matter who says them.

And while casually retorting, the Calamity Eye on the "connection" hasn’t paused for an instant, opening at maximum efficiency.

"Of course... just as I’ve always looked forward to your arrival."

It’s clear that the Destiny Snake’s bad habits couldn’t be changed, ignoring such actions.

"Understood."

Seemingly deeply feeling the affection, Fu Qian nods and steps forward.

Claw sweeps by, directly pulling up a bunch of scales from the reptile’s head, including the wounds on his own body.

Simultaneously, the "connection" has again suffered calamity.

...

This mission is indeed somewhat unique.

With fierce methods, helping the enemy advance towards the final result, Fu Qian shows no intense emotion, only an examination of the overall experience.

Though Lord Destiny Snake speaks nonsense, Fu Qian feels no issue with his sharp critiques of the warehouse.

An operation against the Master of Destiny, previously someone had even failed, with the person involved clearly aware of these points.

And the logic of the warehouse’s actions has clearly been grasped by more than one Superior Being.

Under such circumstances, this executioner here to carry out judgment, it is no longer a matter of whether the head can be severed, all actions seem to be within the opponent’s calculations — including this.

Close-range output from the Tyrant is unparalleled, and in the blink of an eye, the Destiny Snake’s newly replaced head has shattered again.

Though as the perpetrator, his own condition isn’t great either.

It is, after all, the enemy’s home ground; the shattered significance of the "connection" means the opponent has a chance to die.

However, with his destructive actions, the efficiency of re-establishing the connection is also soaring.

No surprise, even without understanding the mysteries of destiny, there were already patterns established beforehand.

Initially, it was as the test intensity stepped up, the negative feedback representing the strength of the destiny "connection" became increasingly apparent.

And the resulting conclusion now is that even if a reason is found, it’s nearly impossible to seize a time for no harm.

Don’t forget the opponent’s "seal destiny."

Delayed destruction clearly allows for micro-adjustment of the release timing.

It’s as if there are countless swirling destiny fragments around him, waiting for the "connection" to slightly strengthen before rushing in.

The ultimate executioner’s slash consumes immense amounts of one’s own blood bar — then the head regenerates with breezy ease.

As the Destiny Snake falls again, another head and neck emerge from the increasingly swelling remnants.

"When you don’t know what you’re doing, then essentially it’s for others."

The enlightenment from destiny returns as well.

"Well said."

Praising while massive tendrils engulf the opponent once again from Fu Qian.

...

"Sure you don’t want to sit down and chat, letting destiny arrive more quietly?"

At a certain point, the remnants left by the decay of the serpentine body have already shaped a small hill before his eyes.

And the ninth resurrection-centered Destiny Snake kindly invites Fu Qian, seemingly sincere, not making it appear as a soft compromise.

After all, it is clear to see that even the mechanically reset version of Fu Qian’s Divine Body appears quite fragmented at this moment.

By contrast, he only has a few scales peeled off, not making him look broken, but rather distinctly exuding a sense of Eternity.

The future has long been destined; all struggles are part of it.

"Or consider trying other methods? Though still blind, it may bring a different kind of fun."

Before Fu Qian can respond, he has even made a second suggestion.

This suggestion seems a bit uneasy, perhaps an extreme display of confidence, or the situation isn’t well, guiding the opponent to change strategy.

But that’s just the second layer; what if it is actually to guide the opponent not to change strategy?

Acknowledge the destiny skier, just a word can say so much as if saying nothing.

"No need."

Sadly, such a transcendent stance receives only the Abandonment King’s refusal, along with the endless whipping symbolizing annihilation.

...

"You’re very right, but why do you think I don’t know what I’m here for?"

Once again body shattered, scales dancing.

Standing with a maimed hand, Fu Qian looks at the body once more entering uncontrollable collapse.

"And what do you hope I’m here for?

"As for how many heads you have to be chopped, I don’t know, but I think I know who gifted you these heads — that fool."

[Current mission has been completed, No. 1-008 successfully secured]

And within sharp criticisms of the warehouse, it turns out the latter generously did not fuss.