# 1754
Chapter 1747: A Mess
Boom—!
Boom—!!
Boom—!!!
In the endless depths of space, Lin Qiye's fists rained疯狂down on the cage of 【Immortal】, his eyes blood-red!
Suddenly, the layer of radiant light attached to the cage vanished, and Lin Qiye's fist smashed into it, shattering it effortlessly into countless fragments that scattered across the vacuum of space.
Lin Qiye stood frozen in place.
He stared blankly at the cage fragments drifting through space. The destruction of Immortal's property meant that the person he had been waiting for... was gone as well.
"Jialan..." Lin Qiye murmured.
Fate Monk pressed his palms together, his eyes slowly closing. "【Eternal Life】 and 【Immortal】 have both returned to their places. The Eternal Heavenly Court suppresses all eternity... The unsolvable death trap that humanity once faced has been completely revitalized."
Lin Qiye whipped his head toward Fate Monk, his hand shooting out like lightning to seize his throat.
At the same time, a brilliant golden domain unfurled behind the monk. A Seraph gripped the holy sword, its blade already pressed against his back, mere fractions of an inch from piercing through!
Fate Monk kept his eyes closed, refusing to look into Lin Qiye's eyes, while the latter's bloodshot eyes seemed to恨不得剐他千刀！
"Even if you kill me today, Jialan isn't coming back." Fate Monk spoke calmly. "Her physical body was burned to ash by Samadhi True Fire, her soul merged into the Eternal Elixir. For this entire life, you shall never see her again..."
"This body was given to me by you! You inherited all my memories! In your heart for Jialan, do you truly have not a shred of feeling?!" Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's anger surged, nearly咆哮着问道.
"Feeling? Everyone in this world may have feelings, but I cannot... and neither can you."
Fate Monk extended his hand, pointing toward the distant Gods of Great Xia. "Today you preserved Jialan for your own private emotions. Then in the future, when others must sacrifice for this game of chess, how will you face them? You cannot even abandon your feelings—why should you demand these chess pieces to die for you?
You are intelligent, Lin Qiye. You should know this game of chess was never child's play where everyone could have a happy ending... Sacrifice is inevitable. Everything is for humanity's continuation."
Lin Qiye's right hand continued to tighten, strangling Fate Monk's neck until it turned bright red. The latter's voice grew hoarse:
"Or are you... going to give up right now? Jialan sacrificed herself for humanity, buying a sliver of hope... And now, do you want to be a coward, causing everyone's sacrifice to come to nothing?"
These words rang in Lin Qiye's ears like thunder. His palm trembled continuously before finally releasing Fate Monk's throat.
Even if he was unwilling to accept it, Jialan's death had become an inescapable fact... Since that was the case, he absolutely could not give up here. Michael, Zuo Qing, Jialan—each of their lives pressed against Lin Qiye's heart like heavy mountains, compelling him to win this game of chess.
From the moment Jialan died, there was no turning back for him.
The holy sword pressing against Fate Monk's back was sheathed, and his flushed face quickly returned to normal... He looked at the tear-streaked Lin Qiye before him and understood that the most difficult move in this game of chess had been successfully taken.
Fate Monk's mud-stained robes fluttered in the void. He pressed his palms together and whispered, words only he could hear:
"I will definitely help you win this game of chess... Commander Lin."
At the same moment, the changes occurring in the distant Heavenly Court immediately drew the attention of everyone on the battlefield.
"The fallen divine power is recovering?"
Several Golden Immortals simultaneously noticed the change in themselves, shock flickering in their eyes.
According to logic, once the divine kingdom's source was damaged, restoring it to its original state would require large numbers of people spending vast amounts of time. Back when they had repaired the source, it had taken nearly two years...
And now, how long had it been since the source was damaged? It had already been repaired?!
"It seems Heavenly Court has suppressed the Moon Seal again." Jiang Ziya exhaled in relief. "Our lives can be considered saved..."
"The divine power is still growing... It has even surpassed its previous level." Yang Jian stared at his own hands, puzzled. "How is this possible? What exactly happened to the source?"
"Yang Jian, don't you feel a bit sleepy?"
Nezha thrust his spear outward, dispersing a Cthulhu Faction deity's attack, and couldn't help but yawn.
"Sleepy?" Yang Jian furrowed his brow, sensing for a moment. "It does seem that way... Is the source... feeding back into our divine格?"
"What does that mean? Is it a good thing?"
"It should be."
Before Yang Jian could say more, a temporal rift suddenly tore open in the void above. Hazy gray mist poured out from within, and that familiar presence descended once more!
"Again?!" The instant they felt this presence, everyone felt a sinking feeling in their hearts!
Hadn't the 【Key to the Gate】 been unable to act anymore?
Had they just barely regained their advantage, only for it to be reversed again?!
In the watchful gazes of everyone, a figure draped in gray robes walked out from the mist. This was not the 【Key to the Gate】, but rather a human.
He lifted his wide hood, revealing a youthful face. If one ignored the scar at his temple, he would have been quite handsome. Those gray eyes swept across the crowd, deep as an abyss.
"An Qingyu..."
The Gods of Great Xia naturally recognized that face. Not long ago, he had caused a commotion in Heavenly Court.
An Qingyu's gray eyes quickly perceived the current situation. He glanced at the void above and murmured to himself, "You made a mistake, leaving behind a mess for me to clean up... It seems even you don't have flawless calculations."
"An Qingyu, what do you think you're doing?" The Queen Mother of the West spoke in a heavy voice.
An Qingyu said nothing. His gaze swept across the gods, pausing briefly on the tear-streaked Lin Qiye before him. Something akin to confusion flickered in his expression, then he slowly looked away...
"I've come to end this farce." An Qingyu spoke calmly.
The moment his words fell, a massive portal took shape behind An Qingyu!
The Gods of Great Xia had experienced the pressure of the Gate of Truth in Heavenly Court. This current portal seemed even more solid than before. With its appearance, the remaining nine Cthulhu Faction deities on the battlefield simultaneously halted their movements.
Temporal distortions rippled outward from around these nine Cthulhu Faction deities. Their existences immediately became blurred!
"They're trying to escape!"
Jiang Ziya saw through their intentions with a single glance. Upon hearing this, the Gods of Great Xia immediately took action, charging toward the Cthulhu Faction deities!
Now that the Eternal Heavenly Court had suppressed the Moon Seal, with Lin Qiye and the others lending their strength, they had actually gained the upper hand in the battle. As long as they were given enough time, they could definitely eliminate these nine Cthulhu Faction deities here!
But An Qingyu had no intention of letting that happen.
As the gray mist dissipated, all nine Cthulhu Faction deities transformed into streams of light and vanished into the cracks of the Gate of Truth.
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