Chapter 140: Chapter 133: Destroying You Has Nothing to Do with Me

["Do you know the name I used when I became a mortal?" Zhuang Xinyao stared at the gray-eyed youth for a moment. The "Seven-Star Divine Throne" began to read the information within the True Realm, and after a moment, a look of astonishment appeared on her face as she said, "Oh? I can’t read your information?"]

[Everyone’s every move, their walking, sitting, and lying down, all inadvertently leave "information traces," which are invisible to the naked eye, but the True Realm quietly records everything.]

[When she ascended to divinity, the True Realm of the "Dark Titanium Element Rare Ore 110 Stars" had already become her "Divine Country," and everything in the world was under her control.]

[Zhuang Xinyao’s gaze shifted to the "Sword of Freedom" in the youth’s hand, showing a look of nostalgia: "Wushuang, Ming Yue, are you the sword of the Eastern Leader? So she hid the Hidden Star here."]

["Years ago, her Near Guard took the Sword of Freedom and traveled far away, never imagining that today you would return this sword."]

[Zhuang Xinyao lazily leaned back on her throne, supporting her chin gently with one hand, her posture relaxed and elegant, a charming smile blossomed on her face: "So, how should this great god reward you?"]

[The defective product crafted by the "Primordial God" is equally precious, and she was missing a "weapon" capable of harming other deities.]

[She is destined by the Celestial Mandate.]

[The gray-eyed youth remained silent, just staring at Zhuang Xinyao with a hoarse and low voice, slowly uttered a sentence:

"When I first came to this world, I remember it was a piercingly cold winter’s day. At that time, I was tormented by hunger and frostbitten cold, the fire of life nearly extinguished. Just as I was about to fall into the abyss of death, a woman in a white dress appeared like an angel, tenderly handing me a bun."]

["At that moment, I felt as if I was lying on a warm bed, feeling warmth like never before."]

["Until she gently pushed me into the raging flames, I was trapped in the sword, eternal darkness swallowed me, and I roared in the darkness, went mad, silent, sinking into the depths of despair."]

["When I finally emerged from this darkness, someone ran across Dongzhou for me, searching for a way to free me from the sword and become human again. I once again felt the beauty of the world, and then you appeared and destroyed everything I had."]

["I used to love the beauty of being human..."]

[He slowly reached out his hand, as if desperately trying to grasp something, but the breeze merely brushed past his fingertips, leaving only emptiness and void, not even feeling the bone-chilling "cold." Memories of the past, like a faded painting, swiftly fading from his mind.]

[The voices in his memories became faint and uncertain.]

[He fell into this abyss of despair, unable to perceive anything, his gray eyes empty and hollow.]

[Upon hearing the words, Zhuang Xinyao went from indifference to furrowing her brows, she suddenly realized something, her complexion changed dramatically. She raised her hand, golden light instantly converged in her palm.]

["Solar Flare!"]

["Boom!" With a loud explosion, the sky erupted in a golden light, and in the center of the city, a massive mushroom cloud rose suddenly, covering heaven and earth.]

[Surrounding buildings began to collapse, rubble and dust flew wildly, resembling an apocalyptic catastrophe. Those once solid structures became frail under the power of the Solar Flare, as if they were made of paper.]

[Cracks on the ground spread like spider webs, as if the earth wailed. Dense smoke occasionally emerged from the cracks, accompanied by a pungent burning smell, filling people with despair.]

[Pain and despair transformed into tangible black smoke, surging upwards like demon tentacles, dyeing the entire sky pitch black.]

[Golden light points reassembled in the vibration, transforming again into Zhuang Xinyao’s figure. She watched the "gray-eyed youth" seamlessly merging into the True Realm. He had no "Divine Throne," no "Divine Format," no "Divine Body."]

[He was ethereal and elusive, seemingly the embodiment of the "True Realm."]

[A vast and profound despair surged from the True Realm like a tide, his empty chest resembling a black hole, "thump thump thump," echoed the heartbeats, something was nurturing inside.]

[Zhuang Xinyao dared not take a single step into the True Realm, her exquisite face filled with undisguised fear and shock: "You... you are Chaos Fear!"]

[Zhuang Xinyao’s golden wings trembled violently, her figure transformed into a stream of light, she turned and fled without hesitation.]

[Darkness followed her like a shadow.]

["Boom!"]

[Mushroom clouds rose in various places.]

[Mortals looked up, only to see a beam of golden light struck down from the sky, violently embedded among the skyscrapers. The golden light dissipated, revealing a divine angel struggling to stand, but her wings behind were broken, her bloody wounds were shocking to behold.]

["Angel?!" Mortals fell to their knees, voices filled with reverence and terror.]

[Zhuang Xinyao was in a sorry state at this moment, without her Divine Body, powerless against the formidable "Chaos Fear." She had to figure out a way to escape.]

[At this moment, a large hand black as ink suddenly extended from within the "True Realm," tightly grasping a gigantic black sword, mercilessly piercing through her body.]

[Zhuang Xinyao was pinned to the ground by this sudden strike.]

[Another black sword slashed towards her head!]

[With a loud "boom," Zhuang Xinyao’s body suddenly scattered into a myriad of golden light points, then with great effort, as if exhausting all her energy, painstakingly regrouped.]

[At this moment, most of Zhuang Xinyao’s golden light points were deeply shrouded in the gloom of despair, dim and dark, losing their former brilliance. She half-kneeled on the ground, her chest heaving, gasping for breath.]

[Just then, the gray-eyed youth waved his hand, and a gigantic crack suddenly split open the sky, and once again from the True Realm emerged a large hand, carrying destruction, slashing towards Zhuang Xinyao.]

["Stop!!" Zhuang Xinyao screamed in terror as she looked at the indifferent gray-eyed youth, her voice trembling: "If you strike again, I will self-destruct the Seven-Star Divine Throne, destroying the entire planet, destroying the True Realm! By then, you will also perish!"]

[The gray-eyed youth seemed as though he hadn’t heard, and attacked again, his strikes even fiercer.]

[Zhuang Xinyao barely dodged a blow. She turned her head with difficulty, looking at the mortals trembling in fear beside her: "These innocent mortals will also fall into silence with us. Have you forgotten the Eastern Leader’s ideals?"]

[The gray-eyed youth paused for a moment.]

[Zhuang Xinyao immediately retreated into the True Realm, sitting atop the majestic "Seven-Star Divine Throne." The outer star ring slowly rotated, and red patterns lit up one by one, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.]

[Seeing the "gray-eyed youth" approaching with a sword, Zhuang Xinyao felt a shred of confidence; as long as this person retained a trace of sanity, he would never destroy everything with her: "If you want to kill me, you must first shatter the Seven-Star Divine Throne! Stop!"]

[In the "heart eye" of the gray-eyed youth, Zhuang Xinyao’s body trembled slightly, and deep in her heart surged despair; she feared death... He clearly remembered her pushing him into the furnace, that kind of anticipation and joy in his heart’s depths.]

[He was so disappointed, so everyone can feel fear...]

[Even the lofty angels were no exception.]

[So, return to silence with me.]

[At that moment, the gray-eyed youth’s "Desperate Will" was fully activated; layer upon layer covered his body, the large hole in his chest collapsed, distorting reality, and there was no sound.]

[Desperate Breathing Technique—the Silent World.]

[The gray-eyed youth swung his longsword, and with one strike, the "Seven-Star Divine Throne" was instantly shattered into countless fragments by the "Power of Despair," turning into scattered debris.]

[Zhuang Xinyao sat helplessly on the shattered "Seven-Star Divine Throne," filling her eyes was the fierce sword light and those ice-cold indifferent eyes. Her face was full of terror, her lips trembled slightly, seemingly wanting to plead for forgiveness, but she ultimately made no sound.]

[The gray-eyed youth could no longer hear anything.]

[The "Power of Despair" surged in like a tide, engulfing everything around.]

[Then returned to silence.]

[Boom---!!]

[The "Dark Titanium Element Rare Ore 110 Stars" True Realm experienced a massive explosion.]

[The intense tremor was sensed by the "Great Gods" of other True Realms, and the "Divine Throne" analyzed the result, displaying a red warning "Unknown!"]

[Without any hesitation, they each threw a "Conceptual Martial" towards that "Abnormal True Realm."]

[In an instant, the entire planet seemed torn by endless fury, beginning to violently split, collapse, and shrink.]

[The blinding light exploded like the flames of anger, decorating the planets like brilliant fireworks; a galactic explosion; all this silently spread across the vast universe.]

[After this destructive grandeur, there was a disturbing silence.]

[On this beautiful planet, all joys and sorrows, loves and hates, dissipated in that moment, no longer existing.]

[That morning, the sun was bright. Someone went out, feeling elated, enjoying a delicious breakfast, discussing international matters with their boss. Not far away, a mother was sending her child to school, repeatedly reminding them with words full of love, while the child excitedly talked about a movie with their friends.]

[They chased and played, passing a library. In a quiet corner, a youth was engrossed in reading, filled with great dreams of rising for the nation.]

[Sunlight filtered through the windows, casting dappled shadows on his book’s pages.]

[Nearby, a toothless girl gently and secretly gazed at this youth, her eyes full of innocent admiration and longing.]

[At that moment, one by one, those radiant smiles suddenly froze.]

[Destroying you, what does it have to do with you.]

...

[The whole world, just before its destruction, became frozen like an image.]

[Everything flashed before the gray-eyed youth’s eyes like a kaleidoscope, those faces that had once been as brilliant as the sun’s smile faded of their color in an instant.]

[The Ancient Bronze Sword engraved with "Wushuang, Ming Yue" gradually dissipated.]

[The gray-eyed youth himself was also dissipating; he wasn’t concerned, he had fulfilled his promise to the youth, banished the Empire, killed the Angel, returning everything to silence, it was time for him to have a good rest.]

[The Ancient Bronze Sword completely dissipated.]

[He slowly closed his eyes as well, ready to embrace that eternal silence.]

[Tick.]

[The gray-eyed youth suddenly opened his eyes, the noisy sounds of the universe rushing back to his ears, the "Desperate Will" distorting reality, and a Black Sword appeared out of thin air in the universe, drifting into the distance.]

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