Chapter 987: I Am Enough On My Own

Until the next moment.

That abyss of malice reaching the heavens stopped expanding.

Li Zhiyi's eyes were complex, then he looked far away to beyond the universe.

Yet he saw.

The Mother God in the white dress stood there the whole time, not saying a word, yet carrying a touch of mockery and evil.

Li Zhiyi said nothing at all.

He knew that the Mother God's methods were more than just this.

If it were not so, he would not have remained in the outer world.

The next instant.

Boom!

Somewhere in Great Xia.

That low-pitched bombardment came so suddenly, so violently.

The earth was abruptly shaken, mountains and rivers cracked, and streams shattered.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of grand pounding sounds rang out.

The living beings of Great Xia were dazed.

The next moment.

Roar!

A roar filled with the hatred of ten thousand ages sounded.

Rumble!

Where Instrument Province is located!

Suddenly, a continuous, unending sound of cracking and shattering came.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!

The earth cracked like a spider web, and bottomless gullies spread out from the depths of the earth's veins.

Screech!

Accompanied by countless sounds of malicious hissing.

A scorching and filthy gray-black airflow gushed out, carrying a suffocating, foul aura.

The next instant.

Roar!

A giant finger covered in humus and wriggling tentacles broke through the soil from Instrument Province!

That finger was as thick as a mountain, its skin covered in festering pustules and constantly opening and closing compound eyes, each eye reflecting the terrified faces of the mortals.

Countless people saw this scene and were so frightened they nearly fainted.

"There are, there are still Ancient Gods!"

"Heavens!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

"What are we to do!"

Screech!

That roar containing one hundred thousand years of rage rang out endlessly just like that.

Bai E has awakened!

The brains of countless people were nearly shattering, all their sanity about to be completely torn apart by that one roar.

Rumble!

The giant finger slowly rose, bringing with it the collapse of billions of tons of earth and stone, causing rivers to stop flowing and mountains to topple.

It continued to climb, as if connected to a massive body covered by the land of Great Xia.

Hum!

Wherever the fingertip passed, space spontaneously twisted and collapsed, light was swallowed up completely, leaving only eternal silence and darkness.

Someone saw this scene and completely broke down.

"Hahahaha!"

Someone began to laugh foolishly.

Under the erosion of the malice overflowing from that giant finger, the human race was so weak and unbearable.

So weak that they dared not resist even a single bit.

Li Zhiyi looked toward the depths of the universe.

Jilie, in that white dress, was smiling gently, staring at Li Zhiyi the whole time.

And within the Evil Realm.

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change was taking place.

The Evil Realm beneath where Great Xia is located.

That endlessly massive fleshly body sat up from within the Sea of Malice.

It shattered the long nails embedded in its own flesh, and a pair of eyes containing endless dead silence looked toward the billions of Ancient God Beasts that had suppressed it for countless years.

"Kill them, kill them..."

It let out a filthy, whimpering sound.

"Yes, kill them all."

Jilie, who looked like a fairy, whispered in His ear.

And so, He slowly extended a finger and poked through the membrane between the Evil Realm and the outside world.

"I have endured for one hundred thousand years!"

"One hundred thousand years!"

He let out a shrill screech:

"I will kill every Ancient Divine Beast, I..."

He choked, roaring:

"I will never forgive!!!"

The outside world.

Rumble!

Countless cracks spread continuously across the earth.

Near Qi Zhou.

The lands of Transformation Province and Cloud Province undulated, mountains and rivers shook, and high-rise buildings began to sway.

"What do we do, what do we do!"

"It's over."

People let out panicked, helpless cries.

"It's all fake..."

The Yin Family Ancestor, Yin Xue, appeared; he had aged to the extreme, his physical body withered, containing not a shred of strength.

That day, when he fought the Three-Headed Dragon King, he had already exhausted all of his future.

His daughter, Yin Qingshuang, and grandson, Yin Youming, had both died miserably.

At that time, he was already filled with the intent to die, lacking the courage to go on living.

It was Li Zhiyi who saved him and told him to keep living.

"Live with your hatred; as long as the malice of this world is not extinguished, you are not worthy of death.

You must watch with your own eyes as this General levels all the malice in the world; watch me, watch this General reverse time and restore all things to how they were!"

This was Li Zhiyi's voice, his exact words.

Because of this single sentence, Yin Xue dragged his aged body and survived until now.

But at this moment.

Rumble!

As that sky-supporting finger probed out from underground, cracks in the earth rushed toward every part of Great Xia.

Who knows how many high mountains were snapped, how many high-rise buildings collapsed, and how many helpless living beings roared like ants under this world-ending catastrophe.

Yin Xue sat within the vast Yin Family courtyard.

The bluestone slabs of the courtyard had already cracked like a spiderweb, and the surroundings were filled with the wails of those fleeing, dust filling the air and blotting out the sun.

That withered, thin body slumped on a rickety bamboo chair, his cloudy eyes staring fixedly at the firmament.

That giant finger, covered in tentacles and pustules, hung in mid-air, the massive shadow it cast threatening to swallow him and the entire world.

"Ancestor! Hurry!"

An old servant stumbled over, trembling as he tried to carry him on his back.

Yin Xue, however, struggled violently, his withered fingers clutching the armrests of the bamboo chair, a shrill, miserable howl erupting from his throat.

"Don't worry about me, you all go quickly!"

His voice was hoarse and broken, mixed with blood and tears.

It was the hatred accumulated over half a lifetime, the resentment that had burned through his remaining body, and even more, a desperate roar against this end of the world.

Tears shimmered in his cloudy eyes:

"I think... I see Qingshuang, I see Ming'er..."

The corners of his mouth curled up, as if he truly saw his departed loved ones in the haze.

He was tired.

…………

On the distant earth.

"My Ji Province is gone..."

Ji Ling knelt on the shaking, crumbling earth, her body slowly bending downward.

She had lost all her strength, completely despairing.

All her waiting, all her schemes, became dispensable in the face of the fact that Ji Province had been annihilated.

"Ji Province..."

Her hair was disheveled, covering her face, and her shoulders heaved violently.

"What have I done..."

She sobbed, tears mixed with dust streaming down her cheeks, her ten fingers digging into the mud.

"What should I do?"

She was lost to the extreme:

"Zhao Zhugui, who exactly caused my Ji Province to end up like this, and why did it have to be my Ji Province?"

She looked blankly and helplessly at the man beside her.

Zhao Zhugui, wearing a cloak, looked around at the crumbling earth, then looked toward the sky:

"It has come."

The Master of Ji was dazed:

"What?"

At this moment.

Ten thousand buildings collapsed, ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers shattered.

There were children watching the buildings about to fall, already frozen, unable to dodge.

There were women running wildly, reaching the rift in the split earth, using all their strength to throw the children in their arms to the other side.

There were old people leaning on canes, looking at everything collapsing around them in a daze, as if fallen into a dream.

There were floods submerging the endless earth, swallowing countless living beings.

There were living beings huddled together in the surging flood, lifting young lives one by one above the water.

Wailing, deathly silence, despair, terror!

At this moment.

The strongest of the human world had all entered within the Abyss of Malice.

At this moment, the entire human world, before the awakening Bai'e, was like a cicada wing that could be broken with a flick of a finger.

A desperate dirge rang out in the human world; the doomsday belonging to the overturning of a race had arrived.

At this moment.

Boom!

Hundreds of millions of golden-red streams of light suddenly burst forth from the end of the horizon, like a prairie fire, like a great sun traversing the sky, tearing through the gray-black haze shrouding the human world.

The next moment, it appeared above the giant finger.

Like the great sun descending.

In an instant, heaven and earth twisted simultaneously, with ten thousand layers of flames and surging chaos.

Circles of world-shaking golden-red light swept madly away.

Boom!

A low roar resounded.

That great sun fell, smashing onto the giant finger, as if the power of the entire human world were suppressing it down by force.

The giant finger was actually forced to a standstill by his stomp, the space twisting at the fingertip suddenly freezing in place.

The next moment.

Hum, hum, hum!

Hundreds of millions of laws flowed toward the entire Great Xia.

Strange power, turning into a tide, poured down from that great sun, filling the entire human world!

There was a majestic deity who, with power impossible to describe, solidified the entire space-time.

Frozen!

Everything was freezing!

Above the earth, the surging floods stopped churning!

Between the cities, the collapsed buildings hung in mid-air.

Even the desperate wails of living beings seemed to be pinched off in their throats.

As the living beings were quickly released from the panic of death, they looked one after another toward that figure.

Within that golden sun.

The figure of Li Zhiyi stood in the air, landing on that giant finger covered in tentacles and pustules.

His posture was upright, standing tall between heaven and earth, his blood-red pupils seeming to be able to see through the entire human world.

Yin Xue was dazed for a moment, his turbid eyes locking onto that figure once again.

Familiar, too familiar.

It was Chen Yan again.

Li Zhiyi raised his head, that head of red hair fluttering wantonly, as if looking through the surface to meet the gaze of the Ancient God Bai'e.

"Ancient God Fanni, leave it to the other strongest of the human world.

As for you, senior, I alone am enough."

His voice was indifferent, yet carried a heroic majesty, vibrating instantly.

People looked at him, and for a moment, hundreds of millions of emotions were difficult to express.

The next moment.

Roar!

That low, hateful, twisted roar resounded once again.

On the giant finger, countless compound eyes stared toward Li Zhiyi.

Anger!

Endless anger.

Bai'e seemed to have understood his words.

A tiny ancient god-beast actually dared to look down on Him, this Lord of the Kingdom of Light, dared to look down on him, this former number one of the human race.

Kill!

Kill!

"Kill you!"

Caw!

Neigh!

Waves of terrifying, malicious pressure suddenly surged toward Li Zhiyi, the tangible dark streams of light appearing as if they would swallow the great sun.

Rumble!

The giant finger advanced once more, tearing through the earth, aiming to charge straight into the firmament.

"I said..."

Li Zhiyi nodded, his indifferent gaze staring downward, golden-red and pitch-black streams of light interweaving and flowing before his pupils.

As he slowly raised one foot.

"I alone am enough."

Between heaven and earth, countless streams of law-light suddenly rushed forth, crisscrossing like a vortex from beneath his sole.

Waves of powerful gravitational force lingered around Li Zhiyi, as if this single step had stirred the power of the laws of the entire mortal world.

The next moment.

He stomped down!

Boom!