You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 159 The Vibrant Voice

At the same time, in Liu Yuntian's room.

Jin Dachuan woke up slowly and got up from the ground in a panic. When he saw Liu Yuntian lying on the ground for the first time, he didn't care about anything else.

He quickly ran to the bed and lifted Liu Yuntian onto the bed.

At this time, Jin Dachuan just looked at Liu Yuntian on the bed silently, without saying a word, and there was no expression on his face.

He turned his head and looked outside the door, then laughed at himself.

He gently took off his official hat and placed it on the ground.

"Want to commit suicide?"

Hearing Liu Yuntian's weak voice on the bed, Jin Dachuan relaxed instantly.

He sat on the ground, leaning his back against the bed, and letting his tied hair fall down.

"I didn't live at the right time..."

He shook his head vigorously, threw the hair on his face behind him, picked up the whisk beside him, exposed the sharp end of the snake's fang inside, and pointed it at his neck.

Two lines of tears flowed down her unwilling face.

"Go... kowtow to him, and you will live..."

"Mr. Liu, you are looking down on me... It's not just women who admire strong men... Men are the same... It's especially true for people like us who are disabled... Ye Ling, he can't even bear our worship!"

"I was born in a small mortal village in the northern border. God is as helpless as us... Many people starved to death. The war and the enslavement of the immortals left no way for mortals to survive."

"I entered the palace after being castrated... because I had no choice. In my life... I never had any choice." He took a deep breath.

Then she put on a relaxed smile, slowly exhaled, glanced at Liu Yuntian, and said firmly, "But this time, I want to make my own choice!"

After saying that, Jin Dachuan showed a fierce look on his face, and suddenly raised his whisk and stabbed it towards his neck!

"Snapped!"

The snake's fang stopped steadily in mid-air, less than half a finger's distance from Jin Dachuan's neck.

Feeling resistance, he thought it was the snake's fang piercing his neck, but after a moment, he realized he didn't feel any pain at all.

I had no choice but to open my eyes in confusion, and found an old, wrinkled hand holding the whisk firmly.

He looked to the side in horror.

Liu Yuntian sat up at some point, his body still as hunched as before, but the strength in his hands was extremely strong.

Slowly, Liu Yuntian turned his head and looked through his messy hair.

Jin Dachuan saw that look that was as tough and unquestionable as ever.

Although Liu Yuntian's face was covered with corpse spots and his skin had no elasticity, decay and failure permeated his current state.

But this scene shocked Jin Dachuan, who had attempted suicide.

He tentatively tugged at the snake-fang whisk in his hand, but it didn't budge at all.

"Mr. Liu...what are you doing?"

Liu Yuntian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but his loose skin made it impossible for him to open his eyelids. He could only close his eyes and slowly raise a finger to his mouth.

"Shh...listen."

"Listen...what to listen to?" Jin Dachuan asked in confusion.

"It's... a voice full of life..."

Jin Dachuan closed his eyes in confusion, and released his perception of the foundation-building period.

The next moment, the sound of rumbling bells could be heard throughout the sky and earth of the entire northern border.

"Dang-dang-dang."

"Dang-dang-dang."

"Dang-dang-dang."

"Bell sound?" Jin Dachuan turned to look at Liu Yuntian, his eyes full of confusion, "Why don't I remember there is such a big bell in the capital?"

Liu Yuntian smiled weakly and pointed to the sky, saying, "That's the sound coming from the sky. The destiny of the country... is about to be accomplished."

......

Zhongzhou, the Wuji holy land.

Wuji, sitting in front of the chessboard, kept kneading a chess piece in his hand.

The layout on the chessboard in front of him was very similar to the previous one. The only difference was that there were many more chess pieces and the layout had also changed slightly.

"I still can't solve it..."

Wuji sighed, "I am clearly in an advantageous position, but why am I always unable to move forward..."

"Dang-dang-dang."

"Dang-dang-dang."

"Dang-dang-dang."

"Huh?" Wuji asked in confusion, and quickly stood up to listen to the bell ringing from the sky.

The chess piece that was being kneaded in his hand also fell onto the chessboard.

"This... sound is..."

After thinking for a moment, Wuji's eyes immediately showed a look of horror, "National destiny?!"

"Who? The North? How...how is this possible?!"

Wuji walked down the stairs in a panic, but seemed to have thought of something. He immediately stopped, stood still, straightened his back and regained his former momentum.

"Somebody come!"

The next moment, a figure appeared out of nowhere and knelt in front of him.

"Holy Lord."

Wuji pointed to the north and asked, "What happened to Liu Yuntian?"

The man kneeling on the ground was silent for a moment, then he raised his head, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "The Holy Lord does not need to create an avatar for the north. The King of the Northern Frontier is already in danger!"

Wuji frowned and asked sharply, "What do you mean?"

"Ye Ling, the royal descendant who appeared at the Hundred Sects Conference... rebelled!"

"And for some unknown reason, the King of Northern Frontier aged overnight, and his vitality continued to dissipate. At this moment, Ye Ling has regained power and is performing a ceremony to ascend the throne!"

"Aging overnight...vitality dissipated...Ye Ling is in power..." Wuji tried to figure out the information reported by the other party.

The next moment, he seemed to understand something and asked anxiously, "Where did the artifact in Northern Xinjiang come from?!"

The man kneeling on the ground was confused and asked half-doubtfully, "Divine weapon? What divine weapon is the Holy Lord talking about?"

"An innate spiritual treasure of the highest grade! An innate spiritual treasure of the highest grade!" Wuji said impatiently twice, then walked quickly forward and pulled the other person's ear towards the sky outside.

He shouted angrily, "Did you hear it? The sound of the bell!"

"This is the voice of national destiny! Liang State has requested national destiny! Without this kind of divine weapon, there will be no national destiny, do you know?!!"

“Holy Lord, please calm down! Holy Lord, please calm down!” The other party begged for mercy again and again, “I really don’t know what divine weapon is, or what national destiny is!”

Seeing the other person's expression, Wuji was furious. He let go of the other person's ear, then took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Hahahaha, Liu Yuntian...you are so cunning!!!"

Seeing Wuji gritting his teeth, the man had no choice but to fall to the ground with his face down, trembling and not daring to make the slightest movement or sound.

"Get up."

"Yes, Holy Lord..."

However, as soon as this person stood up, he saw Wuji looking at him tenderly.

"I want to ask you, when did Liu Yuntian age overnight and lose his vitality?"

The man hesitated for a moment and replied, "Three...three days ago."

A drop of cold sweat slid down his cheek.

"Snapped!"

"Plop-"

A headless corpse slowly fell to the ground in front of Wuji.

Wuji turned around and shook off the blood in his hand, sneering and muttering, "A bunch of trash..."