Outside Jade Capital, deep in Green Mountain Ridge.
The Buddha Light that had shone for two years had vanished.
In the darkness, an aged figure set foot there.
Of course. He had once been the strongest man in the world. Now that he was going to merge with the Origin, he would naturally choose the Slaughter Forbidden Land, regardless of whether it was near Jade Capital.
But a figure stood ahead of him.
She was a tall woman in plain clothes, her face expressionless.
Cao Ci narrowed his eyes, then looked to his left.
A monk in red had suddenly appeared there. Tall and powerfully built, with a halo behind him, he regarded Cao Ci calmly. "Benefactor Cao, your obsession runs deep. You've strayed farther and farther down the wrong path."
"Daoxin, why aren't you suppressing the calamity in the Southern Continent? What are you doing here?"
"There's no hurry."
"You want to persuade me to turn back?"
"To stop."
"You know that's impossible."
"This road leads nowhere."
The Tribulation Buddha pressed his palms together. Light blazed behind him, making him appear especially holy. This was his final warning as an old friend.
The two looked at each other and fell silent.
Cao Ci understood now. Even though he had triggered the calamity in the Southern Continent, they still had a move in reserve.
This had always been a complicated struggle.
"You can suppress the Southern Continent on your own?"
"No."
"..."
Cao Ci fell into a deep silence. Even so, they still refused to let him become a Deity.
The Tribulation Buddha watched him quietly.
If Cao Ci became a Deity, would he join him in suppressing the calamity in the Southern Continent? Would he protect this world, as every Deity of the past five thousand years had?
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