Chapter 663 The Right Answer

Layers upon layers of Qimen Dunjia unfolded, directly connecting to the power of Sit-See-Ten-Directions, and then transformed into chains invisible to the naked eye and incomprehensible to all beings. Accompanied by the sound of the chains, which almost vibrated with the sound of the Great Dao, in the history of the human race, and even in the heavens and myriad worlds, the Qimen Dunjia, a method deconstructed from the power of Fuxi, was finally and constantly reconstructed.

Then, it reached a height that even its creator, Fuxi, had not reached.

Or rather, Fuxi had never imagined that this method could reach such a height.

I am the core of the array.

I am the direction.

I am the heaven and earth.

Kai Ming tried to struggle, but found that even with his own strength, after being injured at this moment, and while his foundation was being contested by countless avatars, he could no longer escape from this terrifying formation. Five thousand years of loneliness and solitude—this was precisely the burial ground that Qi had prepared for Kai Ming.

The pinnacle Qimen created specifically for Kai Ming.

Sit-See-Ten-Directions, delving into the ten realms of heaven and earth, the four directions, past and future, life and death.

The holder of this Daoguo is the most difficult to eradicate, because it is impossible to confirm whether this Daoguo possessor has hidden an avatar of himself in one of these ten directions, just waiting to revive after his own fall, as a contingency for existence. For example, thousands of years ago, even when the Grand Master of the Turbid World made a move in the Turbid World, Kai Ming of the Clear World still left a contingency.

So how could one be sure that the Turbid World Kai Ming would definitely fall completely?

That would be too arrogant and conceited.

"So, I won't kill you."

The youth's eyes were like dead lake water, his voice gentle, yet carrying a terrifying calmness that even Kai Ming, who Sit-See-Ten-Directions, found terrifying: "I thought about it for a long, long time in those years, and finally came up with a possibility. Since you can't be completely killed within the ten directions, then I just need to take you completely outside the ten directions, directly cutting off all possibility of your resurrection within the ten directions."

"Then, even if you live, it will be no different from being dead."

"Unable to interfere with this world, without past or future, without death, but also without the concept of life."

"Even, no one will remember you."

The youth's voice was gentle, pausing slightly, then lowered his eyes, not knowing why he remembered the wind that blew through the city again, thought of the warm sunshine flowing into Xuanyuan Hill every morning, saw the bustling and clamorous mortal world, and finally just quietly watched these scenes dissipate again, muttering to himself silently:

"No one will remember your past, no one will remember your future."

"Even the Ten Great Peaks will no longer remember you."

"All traces of you in this world will disappear, your friends will no longer remember you, they will forget you little by little, their journey will never have had your existence, the wind will not remember you... but this will never be meaningless, they are still alive, this world is still fine, that is the greatest meaning."

The youth's voice paused slightly: "Sorry, I was a little distracted."

"But don't worry, don't be afraid, Kai Ming."

"I will be by your side, don't think about coming back."

"Actually, being forgotten is not a bad thing, because a lot of pain comes from remembering, just like many times, the problems we encounter are not that painful, not that unbearable, but as long as a friend comforts us, we feel extremely uncomfortable, the same principle."

"Being forgotten, there will be no pain, forgotten, there will be no regrets."

!!!

Kai Ming finally completely understood what this madman in front of him wanted to do.

He wanted to use this unprecedented Qimen formation, with the power of Sit-See-Ten-Directions as a fixed anchor point, and then use the method that this madman had been thinking about for a full five thousand years, to banish himself together. Kai Ming began to violently stir up his Qi, and brilliant radiance rose behind him, transforming into a magnificent and powerful, still majestic, nine-headed Kai Ming.

Tall as the top of a mountain, able to swallow the sun and moon with a lift of his head, a roar like a hurricane and rainstorm, a glare like thunder.

The very essence of one of the three Kunlun Gods.

But this desperate Kai Ming found that even though he had revealed his divine form, even though that weak human was not even a hair of his, at this moment there were countless chains of illusion existing between heaven and earth, and then bound to the various vital points of Kai Ming's true form.

With his current strength, he could not shake them at all.

"It's a pity, if you had gone all out from the beginning, my formation might not have been able to stop you."

The youth's eyes were without ripples: "But you ultimately looked down on me, thinking that a mere mortal, even if he had some contingency plans, could not pose any threat to you. Facing such a person, you disdained to use the strength you would use when going all out, so you lost your last chance."

Kai Ming struggled unwillingly, wanting to forcibly control his avatars and retrieve his foundation.

But he heard laughter in his ears.

All kinds of noisy information streams were simply pouring back into his brain as if they had been prepared long ago. There was no doubt that Kai Ming of the Clear World had long prepared a contingency to deal with the current situation, the seal from the Zhuzhao Jiuyou Dragon, the support from the Yuanshi Tianzun and the Queen Mother of the West, the potential from another 'self', and the most unexpected blow from Lu Bu Fengxian.

Finally, this Daoguo powerhouse, who should have been the most skilled at survival, was forced to the limit of death.

And all of the above combined were not as great as the pressure brought by this madman in front of him.

The Kai Ming's true form behind him began to ripple, tremble, and distort. Kai Ming roared unwillingly, his aura rising, wanting to completely suppress Qi's soul and true spirit.

"I am Kai Ming!"

"The Nine-Headed Heavenly God, the Lord of Kunlun, a great god who combines Clear and Turbid, what do you want to do!"

Cracks appeared on the iron mask on Qi's face, but his eyes became even more indifferent. Facing the madness and roar of the god at the end of his road, he was without waves, and said, "I am Qi." This was a rare occasion in these thousands of years that he had called out such a name himself. For a moment, he seemed to have a final trance, although he knew that this name would soon become meaningless.

He seemed to be able to see the wind blowing through the city, the fresh feeling coming towards him.

Making one feel lazy and wanting to sleep.

It didn't matter, everything would be fine, a friend would call him up.

A friend would help him do the things he skipped, and deal with the inquiries from those elders, so he could sleep lazily on the grass, listening to the wind to fall asleep, as if he could hear different voices calling him to get up. Only then would he end the whole day's life lazily, and he could still hear in his ears...

【"Qi!"】

【"Hahaha, A-Qi!"】

【"Qi."】

The youth reached out his hand and replied, "My name is Qi."

"Even if I have lost the future and the past, lost the foundation of being a human, I still pronounce judgment on you in the name of a human being. Heaven and earth bear witness, descendant of Yan and Huang, Qi, in the name of contract, for the sake of my compatriots, I banish Kunlun Kai Ming."

The five fingers clenched together.

The vast and terrifying, five-thousand-year-woven pinnacle formation of Qimen suddenly contracted.

Contract Established.

……………………

When Wei Yuan tore through the firmament, stepping on causality to arrive, that formation had completely collapsed, and countless incantations were converging inward, completely differentiated from the surrounding world. And this differentiation was extremely clear. Wei Yuan slashed out with his sword, vast and boundless, but he could not shake such a formation from the outside.

White hair fell, and a black mask with cracks on his face.

Qi stood with his hands down, his eyes slightly raised, looking at his friend who had arrived with a long sword, but he didn't feel surprised.

After all, he and Yu were like that, such clumsy guys.

How could there be two of them in the world?

The youth's voice was calm, watching his friend's sword fall, and then be dissolved and melted by this vast formation. His expression was indifferent as he said, "Don't continue to mess around, A-Yuan, you will release Kai Ming like this. Just leave this guy to me, I will handle it."

"I will take him outside the ten directions, and then both the Clear and Turbid factions will forget him."

"The various disasters caused by Kai Ming's plan will also be corrected to a certain extent. There should be some historical problems, these may need you to deal with, but I think you will definitely be fine. At that time, you can use the Turbid World's cognitive errors about the concept of Kai Ming, and use the Clear World's Kai Ming's power to make a surprise attack."

"Zhuge Kongming should not let go of such an opportunity."

"Although I have already told him such things before, we must also prevent him from forgetting our conversation."

"You still need to tell A-Yuan to tell him as soon as possible."

Before forgetting me.

"Then…"

Qi lowered his eyes slightly and clenched his fist.

Then he took a deep breath and smiled, "Worried that you would forget."

"So, let's say it."

"A-Yuan, happy wedding."

Wei Yuan punched out violently, hitting the vast and complex Qimen formation at the pinnacle of human formations, but he found that he could not grasp the causality of the youth in front of him at all. The latter's mouth slightly hooked, and he whispered, "I know you so well, know you all, how could I not make some preparations?"

The white-haired Taoist roared, "Qi!"

The youth's voice was calm: "This is the best choice, I can completely solve such an opponent with just me."

"This is also my choice, A-Yuan, go back."

"Besides, for this era, I am a person who should have died five thousand years ago. You and I are different, I am not like Nu Jiao, watching the development of this era, nor like you, personally participating in it. I don't understand anything about this era, and I was originally just a passer-by."

"You!"

Wei Yuan looked at his increasingly unfamiliar friend.

In his memory, there were too many people like this, relying on sacrificing themselves to reverse the situation, and making similar choices as a matter of course. Wei Yuan tried to construct causality, but found that this was precisely Qi's own choice. When a part of the causality was erased, it was naturally impossible to continue to construct it.

Wei Yuan stared at his friend's back and said, "This is not your choice."

Qi said calmly, "This is the last step of five thousand years, this is my choice."

In the events of that year, he had a power no weaker than Nu Jiao, but in the end, he didn't help at all in that battle. Because of his failure to compete with Kai Ming, the human race almost fled the Great Wilderness in a mess, letting King Yu die in battle, and Nu Jiao supported all of this alone.

Therefore, I must also bear the responsibilities that should be borne.

In Qi's eyes, the city carved by that wood carving seemed to vividly appear in front of him again.

The sun was warm, the morning glow was bright, and the wind was gentle, with the fragrance of grass. He lay on the grass outside the city, not having to worry about anything.

Friends walked towards him.

The memories of such scenes also began to gradually blur.

To be forgotten.

And to forget.

Not being within the ten directions, naturally there were no more of those most precious things from the past.

Wei Yuan watched Qi leave, but also recalled those ancient battles he knew, constantly trying to delve into the causality. And just as Qi was preparing to exile himself with the gradually disappearing memories, the friends in the memory scene became vivid, directly questioning his heart.

"Qi!"

"This is the responsibility I should bear."

"Qi!"

"If the predecessors don't go to their deaths, are we going to let the later generations die? There's no such principle, no."

"A-Qi!"

"It's enough for just me to die, this is the most cost-effective, as long as just me dies, the later children can safely blow in the wind, then I will have no regrets, moreover, it's not even considered death."

"It's just being forgotten."

"Yes, just like that, just like that…"

Qi's last and most precious memories also began to blur. Just at this moment, the friend who had disappeared first suddenly became condensed, and then pressed heavily on Qi's shoulder with his right hand. Qi subconsciously raised his head, and then heard a clear voice: "A-Qi, what do you want to do?!"

With heart questioning heart, cracks appeared on Qi's face.

The cracks on the mask became larger and larger, eventually revealing a face that was half old and half normal. Wei Yuan saw his eyes dazed and lost in thought:

"I'm just doing what I should…"

"No!!!"

Wei Yuan stared directly at his friend, as if he wanted to see directly into his heart.

Finally, Qi opened his mouth and murmured:

"A-Yuan, save me."

Just like all those people who went to their deaths with the last hope, even at the very end, even for the greatest reason and for the future children, not hesitating to rush to the most desperate deaths, would there be a voice deep in their hearts, rushing to the enemy's blade, looking at their own death, would there be such a slight desire in their hearts?

Humans are not without fear, but they force themselves to let go of these things for the sake of certain things.

The youth's voice choked deep in his true spirit:

"I also."

"I also want to live…"

Outside the formation—

The white-haired Taoist stretched out his five fingers, and causality flowed and changed like golden morning light.

"Answer, correct!"

ps: Second update today...

Because of the deliberation of the plot, it was a little late.