Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

But no one had died and died as a human being, lived and lived forty-nine times, and lived and lived for twenty-four thousand five hundred years.    

No matter how crazy the outside world was, no matter how intoxicated it was, every time it was about to fall asleep, it would return to this world.    

Not for anyone else, just for the moment when he opened his eyes, he saw this world. Perhaps it was related to what he saw in the passage of time.    

Over the past twenty thousand years, no one had ever been like him, without family or friends. He had wandered aimlessly, despaired, lost, longing for his home, his family, and his friends.    

Every time he slept for the first three years, he would return to the mausoleum in Mount Kunlun. In that pitch-black space, he was not sleeping, but was suffering, suffering from the demonic characteristics brought by the Evil Qi. Every second, every minute, every hour, every day, every year, was being tormented.    

He did not want to kill his friend because of the explosion of his demonic attribute. He did not want to experience the pain that he knew well, but could not suppress. He could only look on helplessly as the people he was associated with perished in his hands.    

He swore that he would definitely revive his friends that he had killed. Even though he had put in a lot of effort and experienced all kinds of strange things over the past ten thousand years, he still couldn't find them.    

However, the memories that had once happened in this world belonged to him. He opened his eyes like a baby. The first time he saw the world, he definitely wouldn't let anyone destroy it.    

It was for no other reason but the fact that this world had once brought him many, many, many unheard-of mirth, happiness, pain, and hope.    

That's all!    

At this moment, all of the people from Central Square had already left. Several thousand meters away, only Pei Donglai and the others were still watching from afar. They wanted to come over, but did not dare.    

The six Samsara emissaries were like stone statues as they stood on the ground. Their faces were pale, they said nothing, they remained silent, and they remained motionless.    

Jin Moluo no longer had the strength to wail. At this moment, his eyes were bulging, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were glazed.    

Zhang Yang stood silently in the air. His long hair covered his face, but he did not move.    

He didn't know when Zhan Taixuan would appear, and the only thing he could do now was to wait.    

In the end, he was still a human, not a god. He had no chance against Zhan Taixuan's god-ranked True Body. It didn't matter if he had overestimated himself or if they were all dead. There had to be an end today.    

It didn't matter whether it was because of his causal relationship with Zhan Taixuan or the destruction of this space world, there could only be one person who was still alive and didn't give up until one of them was dead.    

Time passed by bit by bit, and the surroundings became more and more silent. The sky also became darker, like a storm was coming, and it caused one to be unable to refrain from feeling depressed.    

One hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed …    

Zhang Yang was like an ancient statue, motionless.    

One day passed. Two days passed. Three days passed in the blink of an eye.    

An hour was no different than three days. On the contrary, the people in the capital could evacuate to a safer place.    

However, Lan Qian couldn't sit still in her skyscraper.    

The biggest reason why she did not leave was because she wanted to personally witness this battle that concerned her fate. Moreover, she was also tired of hiding and hiding, so she was exceptionally resolute in her heart.    

However, for the past three days, Gu Miaoshan, Snow Princess, Zhou Meng, and Ouyang Qingcheng hadn't seemed to have recovered at all. They seemed to have died, but Lan Qian knew that they hadn't.    

Three days and three nights.    

The moonlight was like water with specks of starlight. A gentle wind blew in the night sky. Zhang Yang finally opened his eyes and two cold lights shone out from his unperturbed eyes.    

Within the room, Lan Qian's pair of blue eyes were emitting a strange orchid light. Her expression, however, showed that she was slightly nervous.    

Suddenly.    

A golden door suddenly appeared without any warning in the dark night. As soon as it appeared, tens of thousands of rays of light appeared, completely covering the half moon in the night sky. It was as dazzling as a sun hanging in the night sky.    

After that, the music of fairies rang out and a rain of flowers flew about. The sky was filled with auspicious colors as streams of multicolored light cascaded down from the portal. The multicolored light illuminated everything, and a beautiful figure descended like a dream.    

She was dressed in a holy white robe, her black hair flowing down her back. Her graceful bearing was like a masterpiece made of heaven, and as she stood in the air, her entire world seemed to lose its luster.    

Her peerless face was shrouded in a faint mist. Her eyes were as deep as the ocean, without any intimidating aura. However, they were so calm and collected, yet they gave people an unfathomable feeling.    

Along with her arrival, the sky was filled with multicolored lights that sprinkled down endless amounts of light. The sparkling and translucent white petals scattered down, and the music of the immortal was music that filled the area with a peaceful atmosphere.    

Following which, two silhouettes appeared behind her. One of them was a young girl with a haughty expression on her left, while the other one was a thirty-year-old girl. Both of them were clad in white, radiating divine light.    

It wasn't over.    

After the two women walked out, another twelve women appeared. They were both dressed in white saint robes, but the difference was that six of them had water symbols on their foreheads, and the other six had golden characters on their sleeves.    

The twelve girls stood respectively behind the haughty and middle-aged women. Streaks of white runes and streaks of multicolored light were emitted from their constantly waving hands.    

"This is …" Karma, reincarnation? "    

In the room, Lan Qian's eyes widened. As the Blue Queen, she naturally knew of Zhan Taixuan's three great divine abilities, and her envoys were all responsible for their actions.    

Jin Moluo, who no longer had a face to look at, was the Envoy of Samsara. Those who had water ripples on their foreheads were the envoys of karma, and those with Life Marks on their sleeves were naturally the envoys of destiny.    

Lan Qian felt shocked and puzzled. It wasn't because of karma, fate, or the envoys under the responsibility of Rebirth, but rather, it was because of the woman who appeared first.    

She was not Zhan Taixuan!    

Although Lan Qian had never seen him before, she was able to recognize him with a single glance.    

High Priest, Ran Lin!    

How could it be her?    

Where's Zhan Taixuan?    

Wasn't it Zhan Taixuan who was about to arrive?    

Under normal circumstances, Lan Qian would have taken such a scene seriously, even though it was a stormy scene. Not only Karma, Reincarnation and Fate had gathered together, but even the white-clothed High Priest Ran Lin was present. If it was any other occasion, it would be extremely shocking.    

However, Lan Qian couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed when she initially thought that Zhan Taixuan was the first one to arrive.    

Could it really be as he had guessed, that there was a mysterious expert that was trying to stop her?    

Impossible!    

In this world, only the gods could stop Zhan Taixuan, and no one else could. Even if the gods were to face Zhan Taixuan who had just reached the first level of the Divine Laws, they would have to consider whether their Divine Spark had enough weight when facing her three Supreme Laws.    

Furthermore, she also knew that it had been twenty thousand years since the deities last showed any signs of becoming a deity. There were many rumours that they had gone to the legendary 50th world, and there were also rumors that they were lost in the mysteries of space.    

At this moment, Karma and Fate stood at the front of the white-robed High Priest. The twelve envoys were lined up neatly at the back. Although they didn't move, they possessed the might of the world.    

However, when they saw the emptiness below, they did not see the sea of people as they had expected. Not only Divine Envoy was stunned, even the white-robed High Priest was stunned.    

However, she quickly fixed her gaze on Jin Moluo below her. Her initially peaceful pupils contracted as she looked at the other six Reincarnation Envoys who stood like stone statues. Each and every one of them had their origin of void solidified. It was obvious that they had been restricted by the great divine ability.    

"Jin Moluo, as the Protector of Samsara, you …"    

The young girl with a haughty expression was about to scold Jin Moluo angrily, but the white-robed Priestess waved her hand to stop her.    

She raised her head and looked at Zhang Yang, who was motionless in the air. Her eyes were initially cold, but now they were filled with confusion and bewilderment. The more she looked at him, the more shocked she became.    

Taking a deep breath, he asked with an uncertain tone.    

"You … "But that Undying Evil Emperor?"    

The two emissaries behind her had different expressions. The tall girl was stunned for a moment before she recovered. She was even more surprised by the High Priest's tone of voice.    

As for the other middle-aged woman, her expression was one of shock, and her body was slightly trembling.    

Zhang Yang stood with his hands behind his back. The corners of his clothes flapped in the wind as his hair flew behind him. He was expressionless as he stared at the fifteen people with his calm eyes.    

Seeing that Zhang Yang did not respond, the High Priest's expression changed slightly. He immediately emphasized his words as he shouted.    

"I am Upper Master Zhan Tai, the High Priest in white. I have come on the orders of the Upper Master …"    

Unexpectedly, before she could finish, Zhang Yang suddenly looked at her and shouted.    

"Cut the crap, why didn't Zhan Taixuan come!"    

The white-robed High Priest's expression did not look good. She was used to being in high and mighty positions, so why would she be scolded like this? If it was in the past, she might have been afraid of this person because she had personally witnessed this fellow killing a clone of the Upper Master.    

However, several thousand years had passed. Her cultivation was no longer as weak as before, and she was even bestowed three precious treasures. She was no longer afraid of Zhang Yang.    

The most important thing was that she could summon the Judgement Bell of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and use it against the life weapons of those criminals who had escaped from the Causal Chain.    

However, she could not make a move, nor did she dare to.    

"Evil Emperor, Upper Master has become the number one person in the history of the Gods, you have destroyed the structure of the reincarnation cycle." Evil Emperor, Upper Master has become the number one person in the history of the Gods, you have destroyed the formation of the reincarnation cycle.    

Seeing Zhang Yang lower his head in thought, he immediately said.    

"However, the evolution of the world into a reincarnation cycle is imperative, as it involves the survival of forty-nine million lives in this space. Even though the Upper Master cannot bear it, she can only sacrifice her own world and evolve into six paths of reincarnation."    

Hearing that, Zhang Yang finally raised his head and looked over. Suddenly, he raised his head and let out a deafening laugh.    

"Evolution of Samsara?" Billions of lives? "Hahahahaha!"    

The laughter suddenly stopped. Zhang Yang's face immediately turned furious and he shouted, "Don't tell laozi that it's useless. Where's Zhan Taixuan? "Why didn't you come?"    

The white-clothed High Priest's face turned ashen. He suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to speak in a gentle voice, "Upper Master sent me to discuss something with Evil Emperor because he was unable to come himself."    

"Negotiate?"    

Zhang Yang immediately squinted his eyes and sneered, "Negotiate, alright, pull Xiongba back here, return all the Particle Domain Light that have been lost in the past few hundred years, revive the four times the humans were destroyed, repair the Tower of Samsara, then laozi will negotiate with you again."    

"How dare you!"    

Suddenly, a sharp cry resounded.