As a result, not only the dying ghost immortal himself did not believe it, but all the monks who saw this scene through various channels also couldn't believe it.
It's not like there aren't geniuses in this world who transcend classes and realms and defy the will of heaven and conquer gods.
However, there are too few such geniuses!
People believe that such a person exists, but they don’t think that they can witness it with their own eyes.
Just like many people believe that the gap between people exceeds the gap between people and dogs, but they do not think that such a gap can be witnessed... or even resist it from the heart.
Just like now, people are also resistant to the results they see now.
Because if you admit such a 'miracle', it would be equivalent to denying all your efforts, struggles, talents, and luck.
Ke Xiaoliang's body, who was far away in the Xuanqing Realm, noticed that the 'myth' message was declining, even leveling off, and gradually becoming insignificant and subtle.
With his wisdom, he understood the reason in just a moment.
Ke Xiaoliang indeed completed an impossible battle in full view of everyone.
From the perspective of the battle itself, this is indeed a grand mythological performance.
But such 'success' is not what people expect and hope for.
The premise for people to sympathize with the 'weak' is that the 'weak' themselves are unable to resist when faced with power.
When the originally 'weak' person in their eyes kills a powerful enemy they thought was invincible, the original pity will turn into nameless anger and jealousy.
Just like, when an ordinary office worker hears that a beggar already owns a car and a house, even though he may have never given the beggar a penny, he will still feel a strong sense of anger and unwillingness to be fooled.
Most people can only see the limit of their imagination.
When the reality of existence exceeds their cognitive concepts, they will instinctively deny this reality and burst out with extremely strong resistance.
"Everything makes sense!"
"Myth itself exists in people's unrealistic expectations for some kind of crisis or some kind of survival needs."
“If faced with an uncontrollable flood or a long-lasting drought, people cannot resist the vagaries of nature through human means, so they can only place their hope in the gods and make up corresponding myths and stories to use them. To put hope in."
"So, if I want to create my own myth, I have to be people's hope, not just make some sensational moves and behaviors."
"And the meaning of everything you did before is... qualifications!"
"Qualification to become hope!"
"I need to let people know me, let my name and power, and even the 'miracle' I represent, be known to everyone."
"Only in this way can people put their hope in me when they are desperate, and this can become my step towards becoming a myth." Ke Xiaoliang sat cross-legged in the clouds, and in his thoughts, the original vague concepts became more and more complex. Hair is clear.
Creating his own myths and legends is of course not the only condition for becoming a true fairy in a 'human' body.
It is also essential to fill, filter, and reorganize a large amount of mythological information, as well as a large amount of heavenly sources for squandering, controlling, and calling.
For 10,000 monks, these two points ignored by Ke Xiaoliang are truly difficult problems to overcome.
Just like the ghost immortal killed by Ke Xiaoliang.
He tried his best to capture the mythical message belonging to the Crow Tengu, but was unable to obtain the mythical bloodline. In the end, he had to use his soul to edit the mythical message and become a ghost immortal. Compared with the true immortal, the grade was inferior after all. One chip.
Even among the many mythical creatures, Crow Tengu is only a third-rate creature.
In the dilapidated Void City, Mu Ziqing looked pale at Ke Xiaoliang, who was walking from the void with a sword in his hand.
She looked at Ke Xiaoliang stubbornly, with madness and ferocity in her eyes.
Ke Xiaoliang destroyed everything she had, and when the camera exposed everything, she also lost all retreats and opportunities.
She took the initiative to walk to the dark golden metal square and looked up at the figure that was as cold as a god.
"just kill me!"
"Otherwise, I will still look for opportunities to plot against you again, twice, three times, or even a hundred times. Kill me... and you can get rid of a hundred times. Kill me... and you can feel at ease and use your strongest strength. Pierce my chest with your sword, come on!" Mu Ziqing shouted to Ke Xiaoliang, she even wanted to take off the clothes on her chest to reveal the rather majestic weapon.
She seemed to want to show her existence and importance in this way.
In this 'good show', compared to being killed, what she fears more is becoming an unimportant background, becoming a small pause in the story.
If the outcome was already determined, she would rather die tragically and vigorously.
Therefore, she shouted these words to Ke Xiaoliang in front of all the cameras.
She is willing to be a vicious female supporting character, or even the real murderer behind the scenes, even if it means death.
However, Ke Xiaoliang didn't look at her again.
It was as if there was no difference between her and everything around her.
The so-called conspiracy never existed, and the so-called evil was just like dust.
There was no mercy, no forgiveness, not even the anger and pain of betrayal.
Ke Xiaoliang just passed by Mu Ziqing's head calmly.
Then he picked up the huge white gem that fell after the ghost immortal died.
Mu Ziqing's eyes gradually changed from full of hope to complete despair.
She screamed at Ke Xiaoliang's back.
However, all the shots ignored her.
They all followed Ke Xiaoliang's steps.
Mu Ziqing finally collapsed!
She raised the psychic gun in her hand and aimed it between her eyebrows.
"I curse you!"
"Curse you to die anonymously, curse you to be despised by everyone!" Mu Ziqing screamed loudly.
Then he pulled the trigger in his hand.
boom!
With a gunshot, Mu Ziqing's soul was annihilated and turned into a curse, flying across the void towards Ke Xiaoliang.
The curse she cast at the cost of her life and soul was about to fall on Ke Xiaoliang and shake his fate.
However, when the curse comes close.
The scorching sword intent, the majestic sword light that rose to the extreme and has not yet converged, quietly dissolved the curse cast at the cost of burning the soul.
Like the sun melting a snowflake.
The sun has never looked at that snowflake, but the snowflake has melted under the brilliance of the sun.
Ke Xiaoliang didn't even lower his head to glance at the fallen body.
There are still some unsolved mysteries in Mu Ziqing's story.
For example...does she really not know the treasure in the beast's cavity?
For another example, what is the relationship between her and that ghost fairy?
What is their real plan to use Ke Xiaoliang? When Ke Xiaoliang captured her, was she really vulnerable, or was he just trying to push things along?
However, it doesn't matter anymore.
I have missed a lot of scenery in my life.
Every landscape has its own story.
They might even be fun.
But...it's not important.
The gem in Ke Xiaoliang's hand is not only a fairy weapon called the Void Gem, but also the control core of the entire half-broken and semi-finished Void City.
Picking up this gem would give Ke Xiaoliang direct control over a half-finished Void City.
For Ke Xiaoliang, this was a decent gain.
