The Otherworldly God

Chapter 454

Gentle ripples finally appeared in Le Zheng Yuhua's heart. He suddenly realized that Mu Xin had been deeply engraved in his heart and had never gone away. It was as if he was just waiting for him to overcome numerous tests and complete the fateful interweaving of the ancient prophecy.

"The new moon will rise again and illuminate the place where my heart desires."

He whispered, every word was firm, with an unquestionable light in his eyes.

He firmly believed that the final destination was Mu Xin. This belief was like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding him in the direction of his progress.

Moreover, he knew very well that he could not lose, especially when he was shocked to hear from Mu Chenyin that people like Gongsun Yan also coveted Mu Xin, Le Zheng Yuhua's heartstrings were suddenly pulled, and an unprecedented sense of urgency surged in his heart.

Fate? He sneered. How could such an ethereal thing influence Le Zheng Yuhua's mind? Since fate was determined by heaven, the weight of staying together must be grasped by him personally and not allowed to be lost.

Looking around, the scene inside the ice castle was strange, the water was flowing but not affected by the ice, time seemed to be frozen at this moment, the rising and setting of the sun and the moon became illusions. Le Zheng Yuhua's heart moved, this moment of tranquility and weirdness made him realize that this place was extraordinary, and time lost its usual flow here.

Memories came flooding back like a tide. The figure of Le Zheng Xiaotian who had practiced hard here in the past seemed to have crossed the barrier of time and space and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

The words "There are opportunities, but not many. You still have to rely on yourself" echoed in his ears, like the earnest teachings of an elder, inspiring him to keep moving forward.

Le Zheng Yuhua smiled faintly, his eyes full of expectations and confidence for the future. Although this world made time stand still, it also gave him unprecedented ample time. How could he let it go to waste? So, he made up his mind to make this period of time forgotten become a precious time for him to improve his cultivation and sharpen his will.

The road of cultivation has been paved since then. Under the endless silence and the gaze of time, Le Zheng Yuhua's figure appears to be particularly tenacious. Although his body may be tired, his spirit is unusually full. Hunger and sleepiness seem to be rejected by this strange realm, leaving only the endless pursuit and desire for cultivation.

The years are peaceful and time passes slowly. Le Zheng Yuhua practices methodically in this ice castle forgotten by time. Every move and every style contains his expectations for the future and his deep affection for Mu Xin.

The gods seemed to be watching silently by his side, witnessing this young man writing his own legendary chapter with his unyielding will.

"He will eventually return with the goddess and save our race from the water and fire. He will also eventually create the world and own his own piece of heaven and earth."

"The false god controls the wheel of fate. Although he has escaped fate, there are countless destinies on it. In other words, he still has the ability to turn the mortal world into the underworld with a wave of his hand. No, it is even more terrifying than the underworld."

"That's true. Although Zijin risked his life to get the Axis and some of the Fates out of the Wheel of Fate, once the false god makes a desperate move, it will be a despair deeper than death and a terrifying scene more terrifying than the underworld. It's hard to imagine what kind of vicissitudes the Fates in the Wheel of Fate will face, and how much unspeakable suffering and hardship they will endure."

"So, even if he is stronger than the original god, he can do nothing to the false god? Unless he ignores those destinies."

“It’s easier if the choice is black and white.”

In the crystal clear ice, the voices of the gods were like the collision of tiny ice crystals. They talked unscrupulously, but they did not realize that their whispers had already fallen into a pair of keen ears.

Le Zheng Yuhua stood quietly in the center of the hall, his eyes slightly narrowed, feeling unhappy.

Finally, he could no longer bear it, and he opened his thin lips and chuckled. The laughter echoed leisurely in the empty ice castle, with a bit of indescribable sarcasm and unruliness, as if it was a mockery of all the hypocrisy and misunderstandings in the world. When the gods heard this, they were all stunned.

"I have never been a hero in the eyes of the world. I am just an evil ghost who needs to be shackled." Le Zheng Yuhua spoke slowly. Although his voice was soft, it was clearly heard by the gods. "I dealt with the false god only because he happened to be blocking the way for Mu Xin and I to enjoy the scenery. He was wavering and refused to give in. Naturally, I couldn't sit idly by. As for your so-called destiny, to me, it is just an excuse to move forward. Everyone, please don't be sentimental."

After saying that, he released the ice sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword accurately inserted into the solid ground of the ice castle. With a "click" sound, the thick ice layer trembled, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

When the gods saw this, they were all shocked. They had never expected that he could become so powerful in front of so many people.

Le Zheng Yuhua did not look back or stop, his figure gradually moved away in the cracks of the ice, and finally disappeared from the sight of the gods. This resolute back figure made some of the gods feel dissatisfied, and they whispered and discussed.

"This man has a capricious personality, mood swings, and is difficult to predict. Although he has been given this power by destiny, human hearts are unpredictable. Who can guarantee that he will not follow in the footsteps of the false gods and do such evil things? We have to be on guard to prevent him from causing disaster in the future." A god said in a deep voice, his words full of worry and vigilance.

Many gods had this idea, and they were worried until an old man's voice slowly sounded.

"As the saying goes, trust a man when you employ him, and don't employ a man you doubt. Because he is destined to be yours, you place your hopes on him, but because he speaks one thing and means another, you accuse him of being erratic and moody. So what? What you mean by being on guard is, are you waiting for him to bring the goddess back and rescue us all, and then turn against us?"

The old man's voice was as steady and profound as an ancient tree. His words were neither hurried nor slow, but every word was sharp and hit the point directly.

"My dear colleagues, we are in a difficult situation. False gods are rampant and the gods are in danger. He, Le Zhengyuhua, was ordered to take on the task and save the world from the dire situation under pressure that even we cannot handle. Let me ask you, if it were you, could you do it? Could you do it?"

"Elder, we..."

"Perhaps, we have been high and mighty for too long, and our eyes and ears have long been obscured by the clouds and mist of the Ninth Heaven. If we really have freedom one day, we must go to the mortal world and experience it for ourselves. You all remember, no matter what the result is, whether we are heroes or false gods, we should not blame others for what we cannot do. Not saving is our duty, and saving is a favor."

"Follow the elders' instructions."

"When the goddess returns, you must change the rules of the Ice Castle God Clan. Since we are here to protect the people of the world, how can we be so high and mighty and not understand what the people of the world are? Go down and gain some experience."

After the elder finished speaking, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep in the ice, waiting for the day of freedom.