Chapter 2995: Heroes Do Not Ask About Origins!

He Lingchuan stood in the room for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

At first it was just a few soft chuckles, carrying some self-mockery, but he soon burst into loud laughter.

The sound pierced the universe, and his entire sea of consciousness echoed with his suddenly joyful laughter.

He finally figured out what to do, and made up his mind.

He Lingchuan snatched the small tree lamp into his bosom, then turned and strode back to the edge of the cliff.

The mountain wind surged up from below, blowing his sleeves and robes to flutter upward, as if he were about to ride the wind.

With a thought, the Bell Dragon Battle Armor automatically covered his whole body.

At this moment, the wind rushing past his ears actually coalesced into one question after another:

"Who are you?"

"Who exactly are you?"

That sound, like the gathering of myriad voices, constantly echoed in his ears. But unlike the wrath of karma, every gust was filled with urgency. Each one was also a deep interrogation of his very soul!

This question, even as karma was leaving in the last second, still pursued him relentlessly.

Yeah, who is he?

Now he finally understands why he has long been unable to condense the Fate Divinity.

The ancient god's divinity once gave him three trials, progressing in difficulty by achievement, namely:

See oneself, save all beings, protect heaven and earth.

The first trial, he passed when he took Bailie twenty years ago.

The latter two trials were combined into one, and he also achieved it when he broke the Panlong destiny, so the Fate Divinity thus became his.

But he never expected that the core of the first trial, for him, was actually the hardest!

Because for all these years, he has continually ignored the most fundamental "self."

So when he tried to reforge the Fate Divinity, he got stuck right there.

A person can deceive others, deceive heaven and earth, deceive all beings, even deceive karma, but can never deceive the truest self.

The entire sea of consciousness heaven and earth echoed with three characters, deafening:

"Who are you!"

"Fate" is waiting for his answer.

If he answers poorly, this sea of clouds will always remain a sea of clouds, with no progress.

This means he will find it very hard to move forward.

But his "past" always has a dead knot that cannot be untied.

Doomed to be unsolvable, what should he do?

Clearly within reach, yet forever just one step away.

This is the biggest joke Fate has played on him.

Every word he speaks echoes in the sky above the sea of clouds, thunder and lightning cannot drown it out.

"Where is karma?" he again faced the sea of clouds, "Come out, I know you've been lurking in the shadows!"

The area beneath the sea of clouds quickly darkened.

Karma was indeed wandering outside his sea of consciousness, lurking in wait for an opportunity.

But it probably also didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.

Not long after, the dark heavens pierced the sea of clouds and surrounded him completely.

The Faceless One then extended its head, facing him once more:

"Unable to condense the Fate Divinity, feeling down? This is the punishment you deserve for stealing another's karma!"

He Lingchuan actually asked it: "If I want to reforge karma, how should I do it?"

"Bow your head and confess guilt to me!" the Faceless One said in a low voice, "Only when you admit all your sins can your karma chain be made whole again!" "You misheard." He Lingchuan remained calm, "I said reforge karma, not patch and mend!"

The Faceless One laughed loudly: "You think slapping the title 'God of Fate' on yourself lets you truly regulate karma? Ignorant!"

He Lingchuan tilted his head to observe it, also smiling: "Right, karma is also an indispensable part of karma, isn't it?"

"Of course. So you must confess guilt to me, and then I can fulfill your karma!" Karma surprisingly also understood concession, "We can re-establish a contract, as long as you confess guilt, I can still give you fifteen years, no, thirty years, enough time for anything. This way, you can complete your karma chain, and then condense the Fate Divinity."

"This world needs you stronger, the wars of mankind need you stronger!" Karma also grew patient, "How about it? I have never been this lenient with a second person!"

This is a win-win, what reason does He Lingchuan have to disagree?

"To make me admit guilt, you actually made such a concession." Rarely is karma this sincere, "But whether one can condense the divinity is irrelevant! The divinity is merely a magical artifact." He said each word clearly, "But 'Fate' as this weapon, I have decided!"

The so-called "divinity" sounds lofty, but in truth it is the heavenly demon solidifying its understanding into a weapon, into a tool. At its core, it differs little from the natal magical artifact in an immortal's hand.

What does that mean? The Faceless One stared at him, puzzled.

He Lingchuan drew the Floating Life Blade, holding it horizontally with one hand, and raising the index and middle fingers of the other, slowly sliding them across the blade.

The bright blade reflected his eyes, bright and spirited one

Actually, even without a mirror, he could see his own appearance clearly, he just never bothered to do so.

"Heroes do not ask about origins! If karma dares to bind me, I will sever karma with this blade!"

Others trapped by karma unable to be complete either strive exhaustively to fulfill karma in a lifetime, even if hopeless;

Or they give up and degenerate, anyway hopeless.

But he is different.

He bears a heavy burden, must advance fearlessly, gods block and he slays gods, immortals block and he slays immortals, if karma dares to stand in his way, he will slash karma! The Faceless One was stunned, only feeling incredulous, then burst into loud laughter:

"You want to slash me?"

It too is part of karma, as it just admitted.

This bastard is truly audacious!

It sensed He Lingchuan's malice, lowered its head, and lunged at him.

But at this moment, a speck of orange-red light suddenly burst from He Lingchuan's bosom.

This light was faint and warm, yet it directly bounced the Faceless One several zhang away, rolling straight down below the cliff.

The dark canopy shrouding his surroundings instantly surged back behind the Faceless One.

The tree lamp hidden by He Lingchuan in his bosom lit up.

The Great Shaman had said that during the lighting of this little lamp, the Faceless One could do nothing to him.

"Heart lamp? You..."

He Lingchuan had already unearthed the dust-covered memories, then decided to cast them all behind his back.

Who he was in the past does not matter.

Who he will be in the future is crucial.

When the ancient great immortals attained enlightenment and ascended, they all had to wield the wisdom sword to sever worldly ties, that is, to cut once and for all the countless karmic bonds of the past, henceforth to march forth lightly equipped, advancing with vigor and diligence.

Rather than entangle oneself in an unclear past, it is better to focus on the path ahead.

But at this moment, it is time to establish one's identity and make a grand vow.

The comet sword is boundless, yet weighs more than a thousand mountains, and not everyone can lift it.

He Lingchuan pointed his blade toward karmic force and also toward the sea of clouds, his voice shaking the universe:

"From now on, I shall be the master of fate!"

"I am"

The myriad things of yesterday are like the dead of yesterday; the myriad things of today are like the living of today.

From now on, he is a brand-new self, and he shall have a true identity!

In the sea of consciousness, the echo of this realm's master resounds:

"The Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds!"