Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Although it was just a wisp of consciousness, Space Guardian had a sixth of his instincts. He would seal any space with an origin to prevent it from leaking.    

    

So, when Xiongba recognized the origin of the flames, his expression changed from one of shock to anger.    

    

Didn't Upper Master Zhan Tai say that the Guardian of Time and Space had disappeared, so where did this arm come from?    

    

And what made him angry was, facing such a seal, he had no way at all.    

    

In fact, not long ago, Zhang Yang repeatedly provoked and provoked him, but he did not come out. It was not because he was afraid, but because he could not come out because it was not time yet for him to fully form his Source Body.    

    

Moreover, he didn't want to face Zhang Yang directly because his goal wasn't just to kill him, but to do so for several reasons.    

    

However, the Tower of Immortality was sealed 100 meters away by Space Guardian's consciousness and was unable to enter. Xiongba wished that he could beat the High Priest up. If she did not take out Zhan Taixuan's imperial edict, he would not come out.    

    

Immediately, he no longer hesitated and began drawing runes in the air.    

    

"..."    

    

At this moment, the lightning in the sky was as dense as a torrential downpour. It was completely a thunderstorm, and the ground continued to rumble and tremble violently. The surface of the ground continued to bulge and collapse, as if there was an enormous creature that was about to be born swimming underground.    

    

After throwing Dong Yu's broken arm out to seal the Tower of Immortality, Zhang Yang no longer cared about Xiongba. His eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness as he stared at the pagoda bell that rushed out of the world, prepared to completely destroy it.    

    

However, at this moment, Zhang Yang's expression suddenly changed.    

    

At this moment, he clearly felt that the Fate Wheel behind him had stopped spinning all of a sudden. It was not because he had stopped moving to the limit, but it was because he had truly stopped.    

    

However, the Silent Realm within the Dao Stage still existed. Not only that, it was even more fluent.    

    

It was moving to the limit. Silence. Silence!    

    

But what was the ultimate level of silence?    

    

I don't know.    

    

But it was definitely not moving!    

    

At the same time, this unfathomable aura began to spread at an incredible speed throughout his entire Life Sea.    

    

Silence!    

    

Utter silence!    

    

BOOM *    

    

Zhang Yang couldn't help but shout into the sky. At this moment, he felt like the Life Sea had exploded completely, that incomprehensible force instantly merged with his flesh, blood, and bone marrow into every inch of his body, and he was unable to resist at all.    

    

In that instant.    

    

The terrifying black water that was spraying out all over Zhang Yang's body turned into a greyish white liquid.    

    

The moment the liquid gushed out, the phenomenon in the sky became even more violent. The blue lightning that was originally concentrated like raindrops turned into a crimson red color, as if someone had cut open the world.    

    

Apart from this, there was a series of devilish wails coming from below the ground. In an instant, besides the red lightning that came crashing down from the sky, the entire world had turned gray.    

    

Not far away in the sky, Lan Qian stared at the abruptly changing world of grayish-white, then looked at the flashing red lightning in the sky, almost subconsciously mumbling a few words.    

    

"The heavens are about to die, Devil God is about to appear!"    

    

Lan Qian didn't know why she said that, but she really didn't know.    

    

However, at this moment, she clearly remembered the records of Devil God's birth from the ancient records. They could not be said to be records, but could only be called a kind of legend.    

    

According to the ancient records, when the sky was infused with blood lightning and the world became ashen white, it meant that Devil God was about to appear. Devil God was not a demon or god, but another existence that stood above them.    

    

Lan Qian had happened to read this record as a myth and soon forgot about it. But at this moment, it became clear in her mind.    

    

Devil God?    

    

Devil God was born?    

    

Could it be this guy?    

    

I don't know.    

    

Lan Qian changed her expression and gritted her teeth. Her pair of blue eyes suddenly shone with a faint blue light. Just as she was about to lose her desire, she abruptly stopped.    

    

She discovered that within a hundred meters around Zhang Yang, the blood-red lightning in the sky became even more intense. However, there were now many heavy and oppressive clouds.    

    

It was as if he was in despair, the grey and white world made him unable to feel any hope.    

    

The dark clouds drifted about, and illusory mountains appeared one after another. The blood-red void slowly revealed its true form. Streaks of ash-gray liquid began to flow like the ocean.    

    

Was this Dao Stage?    

    

If it was the Dao Stage, why would such a scene appear in the sky? It was as though a gray-white world had suddenly stabbed into it, making it hard for people to determine whether it was real or fake, and making them not know where it was.    

    

Of course, the despair contained within was only accompanied by this. What was truly moving was the type of 'peace' contained within. An indescribable serenity seemed to flow unceasingly through endless years of a dead world.    

    

Lan Qian didn't know what it was, but it had already exceeded her understanding. If it was Dao Stage, then what kind of Dao Realm would it be?    

    

Lan Qian might not know what the Dao Realm Zhang Yang was, but the darkness and silence from before was one of the rules. Could it be that the greyish-white before her eyes was another type of rule?    

    

In the sky, Zhang Yang was roaring nonstop. He was not raging, not going berserk, but rather, he was in extreme pain.    

    

Even though he had entered into a ruthless divinity, the extreme pain was still unbearable. Even though he had experienced forty-nine Nirvana Rays, the pain still made him want to die.    

    

The pain was too intense, so intense that Zhang Yang couldn't stand it at all. He felt like he was merging with something.    

    

This feeling was very similar to the extreme pain of fusing the mysterious energy with his own after his first cultivation of the 'Star Shifting Arts'. However, it was different.    

    

The space exploded layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye. He wanted to release this pain, but the extreme pain was everywhere and he could not find an outlet to do so. He could only endure it.    

    

Instantly.    

    

He suddenly could not sense the existence of the Fate Wheel, but the pain that followed became even more intense, causing him to go crazy.    

    

In the air, the Golden Tower Bell that had rushed out did not take advantage of the momentum to suppress them, but flew ten thousand meters away to frantically spin, absorbing all the energy that it could absorb. Even the blood-red colored lightning that fell from the sky was absorbed within.    

    

The golden-black Tai Chi diagram behind Zhang Yang had already disappeared, and the black hole-like Eddy had also collapsed into strands of floating Devil Cloud s. But very quickly, the Devil Cloud turned into a greyish-white heavy cloud, completely enveloping Zhang Yang's body. The space he was in seemed to be separated by countless times of space and time, and only a greyish-white silence could be vaguely seen.    

    

Suddenly.    

    

The blood colored lightning in the sky suddenly stopped without any warning, and the rolling and trembling earth gradually calmed down. However, the grayish-white color of the world around them became denser and denser, just like a desperate and deathly still world.    

    

Boom!    

    

The greyish-white color suddenly went berserk, and it was like a surging sea of despair that surged up into waves of boiling waves that covered the sky and enveloped the earth.    

    

A long time later.    

    

Zhang Yang's painful roar finally stopped, and the grayish-white world gradually dissipated. The world became clear again, and in the blink of an eye, everything returned to how it was before.    

    

In the void, a strange wheel floated silently in front of Zhang Yang.    

    

This was his Fate Wheel, but Zhang Yang didn't know if the roulette in front of him could still be considered his Fate Wheel or not.    

    

The wheel was only the size of a palm, it was completely black and white, and had a Taiji yin yang fish shape structure. However, the first Eddy in the center had disappeared, and what replaced it was a sapling sized tree sapling that was placed on top of the Pattern Engraving, with the yin fish eye and Yang fish eye being replaced by two leaves respectively.    

    

It did not emit any kind of Qi, nor did it emit any kind of energy. However, there were a few words written on the Pattern Engraving at the edge of the roulette.    

    

"None!" Extreme! Wheel! "A plate!"    

    

Zhang Yang was expressionless. His voice was very cold as he read out the words one by one.    

    

Zhang Yang didn't know what had happened, but he definitely didn't want to see it happen. Besides, he knew that it was all the result of being manipulated like a puppet.    

    

After ten thousand years, he was still unable to condense his Fate Plane. This time, he painstakingly used that mysterious energy to condense his Fate Wheel, and now that he was turned into an outrageous existence, anyone would go berserk, let alone Zhang Yang, who had such a strange personality.    

    

As expected, after his consciousness entered the Life Sea, in the boundless darkness and endless silence, the Fate Wheel had already disappeared from the sky above the Life Sea.    

    

And after entering his sea of consciousness, he was immediately stunned. That vigorous and aged sapling was still quietly floating there, the black leaves were like carved demonic jade, the white leaves were crystal clear, a blue bud was currently blooming with thunder, a milky white fruit was still twisting as if it was giving birth to something.    

    

Nothing in his sea of consciousness seemed to have changed.    

    

However, Zhang Yang felt that something was not right, but he could not figure it out at the moment.    

    

Dong!    

    

Suddenly, a melodious and mighty bell woke Zhang Yang up. Looking over with his cold eyes, he saw the Golden Tower Bell was rapidly flying over. Golden ripples rippled out in one direction with the naked eye.    

    

Wherever it passed, the void seemed to shatter, as though it was completely intact.    

    

The Golden Tower Bell was nurtured by Zhan Taixuan's three great abilities, and it also bestowed an instinctual thought onto them. Anyone who broke away from karma, severed their destiny, and didn't enter the cycle of reincarnation, would be instinctively killed.    

    

Zhang Yang stood there without moving as he stared coldly at him. He reached out his hand and held the palm-sized wheel in his hand.    

    

Weng! *    

    

A majestic aura that made even the heavens and earth tremble instantly exploded. It was not energy, but an aura.    

    

Weng! *    

    

The wheel spun crazily and then stopped for a moment. The surface of the wheel was covered with a black and white liquid, and in that moment, the majestic aura completely occupied Zhang Yang's mind, the Life Sea, his heart, and every inch of his body.    

    

His eyes were instantly covered with a layer of greyish white light. His expression was even more cold and his eyes were even more ruthless.    

    

This coldness caused everyone to feel despair.    

    

This ruthlessness caused the heaven and earth to tremble.    

    

The moment he touched the roulette, Zhang Yang was no longer Zhang Yang. Instead, he was the embodiment of death and ruthlessness.