294: The darkness of foreknowledge of death

At this moment.

Inside Qipan Mountain.

It was as if an invisible hand had pushed Shen Bei and the Apocalypse Cult into a life-and-death battle.

But Shen Bei's Phantom Step kept the Apocalypse Cult followers running in circles.

More than fifty Five-Rank Martial Artists had no way to deal with Shen Bei.

They could only watch as one follower after another fell.

Even though their ranks were the same, the Martial Skill Shen Bei Cultivated was too overbearing.

Like the domineering Third Master.

A good Martial Skill, when used flexibly, blurs the lines of rank and numbers.

At this moment, Wu Jue had no choice but to decide to personally step into the fray, otherwise all the Advanced followers of the Tianqi Divine Sect from Liaobei Province he brought would die here!

Wu Jue had to admit, he underestimated Shen Bei's strength.

He originally thought that with numerical superiority, he could heavily suppress Shen Bei, beating the master with sheer numbers.

But he never expected that Shen Bei, this cockroach, had such tenacious vitality!

So, Wu Jue directly unleashed his ultimate Move!

Future Vision, Reverse Future!

This ability was even more abnormal than Third Master's final form!

If Third Master's final form was about increasing attack power.

Then this time, Wu Jue's activation of "Future Vision, Reverse Future" served as an auxiliary ability to peer into future life and death!

In Wu Jue's vision, five scenes appeared, visible only to him, each representing what would happen in the next second.

During the activation of this ability, he could, from his subjective perspective, see the future within five seconds!

In other words, the five-second future Wu Jue saw was a form of observation whose principle he himself found difficult to comprehend; it could, through some unknown method and logic, predict what was highly likely to happen to him in the next 5 seconds.

And this probability, based on Wu Jue's countless repeated attempts and research, has been confirmed: the probability of the future observed by "Future Vision" occurring is over 99.99%.

And when he saw what would happen to him in the future, he could make completely different reactions and choices, and the outcome would change accordingly!

It was still something highly likely to happen under the current circumstances, but this probability would change with different choices.

It was precisely because of this that Wu Jue could make the optimal and most advantageous choices in all developments, even... reversing the future!

This was Wu Jue's confidence!

Even if Shen Bei was a Monkey King, he couldn't escape his grasp!

At this moment, Wu Jue's eyes glowed with an eerie blood-red light, his face becoming cruel and distorted: "Shen Bei, you deserve to die a thousand deaths! Even flaying you alive or dismembering you would not be enough to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Shen Bei raised his chin, his expression calm: "Evil people accusing first, shouldn't that be my line?"

Clang, clang, clang—

On Wu Jue's body, a cold, tyrannical killing intent, like a storm, filled the heavens and earth, while the air vibrated incessantly, showing a fragmented state, as if some incomparably sharp and terrifying edge was moving through the Void Realm!

The terrifying Sword Qi in his hand howled across the world. Wu Jue's expression was severe, and he walked towards Shen Bei step by step, like a Dominator of life and death, uttering each word like spitting ice shards: "Your lines will only be spoken by the priest in the graveyard, recounting your past."

Shen Bei laughed wildly: "Then there will definitely be a part about Shen Bei's hatred for evil, slaying Wu Jue, the Chief of the Apocalypse Cult in Liaobei Province!"

"Tampering with history?"

"You're right, what I'm best at is tampering with history!"

The next moment.

Shen Bei grabbed with one hand, and the two sabers discarded on the ground flew directly into his hands.

"Let me test your depth!"

Shen Bei drew his sabers and slashed out.

Clang, clang, clang—!

The sabers roared, Qi surged, and hundreds of thousands of sharp, fragmented Qi blades, like a raging tide, cut through the dense forest. The surrounding trees, under the cutting of the Qi blades, were covered with dense, deep slash marks, looking riddled with holes and on the verge of collapse.

These Qi blades were not condensed True Qi, but pure air sharply cut at high speed, forming sharp shockwaves. Large swathes of invisible Qi blades flashed like a surging tide, dreamlike and untraceable, distorting the light in the vast forest.

Wu Jue snorted.

He lightly waved the long sword in his hand.

The next moment, a Soul-shaking Sword Cry resonated incessantly, and an extremely cruel and 肅殺 intent seemed to completely freeze the air. Terrifying Sword Light crisscrossed, forming a heart-pounding storm of Sword Light. Within the Sword Light storm, a ghostly figure could vaguely be seen flickering, unleashing a relentless torrent of Sword Moves.

Boom boom…

Blade and Sword Qi collided.

The space seemed to shatter like a broken mirror, filled with an extreme sense of tearing, as if unable to withstand the sharpness of Shen Bei's blades and Wu Jue's Sword Light.

Light and light exploded violently.

The forest rumbled with the vibrations.

Shen Bei watched as his single slash was completely blocked by Wu Jue.

Even the saber light that wasn't blocked was easily dodged by Wu Jue.

It was as if... he could predict!

This made Shen Bei momentarily stunned, then he burst out laughing, his laughter growing increasingly maniacal: "Your swordsmanship is very elegant, not bad, not bad."

Wu Jue frowned imperceptibly, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes: "What are you, to be qualified to comment on my swordsmanship?"

As soon as he finished speaking, as Wu Jue's movements became faster and his Moves more ferocious, even though the Sword Light was still some distance from Shen Bei, deep sword marks appeared silently on Shen Bei's body, making it hard to imagine the true power of the Sword Light.

"You hit me…"

Shen Bei showed no annoyance, but instead became more and more excited.

Wu Jue, however, felt disdain, thinking his ultimate Move was completely useless.

Was this Shen Bei's strength?

It was simply too weak!

Then, Wu Jue grew fierce again, and the overwhelming Sword Light suddenly retracted. An extremely ferocious, ruthless, and chilling Sword Qi condensed into a single line, instantly seeming to split the entire space in the forest in two. This single line of Sword Light was like thunder and lightning, becoming the only shining existence in this fractured space, as if looking at it would make one's eyes bleed.

This single line of Sword Qi was extremely condensed, existing between reality and illusion. As the Sword Qi Advanced, it did not stir up howling winds, nor did the surrounding air surge in the slightest. Yet, air, dust, light, and all matter were silently cut, broken, and disintegrated!

Pfft…

A top-to-bottom bloodline appeared, splitting from Shen Bei's forehead and extending all the way to his feet.

Wu Jue put away his long sword, raising his head with the posture of a victor: "Too weak. It makes me really wonder how you killed Third Master. A piece of trash like you can't even withstand one of my swords—"

"Wait…"

In Wu Jue's expectation, with this sword strike, Shen Bei should have been split into two.

But an unintentional scan of Future Vision actually showed that Shen Bei was still alive!

Wu Jue slowly turned his head to look at Shen Bei, an incredulous expression on his face: "You…"

At this moment, Shen Bei was enveloped in blood, exuding a terrifying aura of death.

Shen Bei dropped his two sabers, touched the bloodline on his forehead, and revealed a mouthful of chilling white teeth: "You're really too polite. Was that a kill just now? It doesn't quite look like it. You must want to play with me some more, right?"

"Alright, then I'll play with you using the Martial Skill I just Cultivated!"

The next moment.

Under the stimulation of the Rage Blood Overlord Body, Shen Bei's True Qi surged skyward, like a Dragon flying into the heavens.

Instantly.

The entire sky was no longer clear blue, nor was it covered in dark clouds, but rather blood clouds pressing down!

Within those rolling blood clouds, blood-red lightning flashed.

Wu Jue looked up, feeling as if Hell had descended, with an oppressive, blood-red sky.

"What the Hell is this!"

Wu Jue's mouth twitched. Although that sword strike just now was indeed not a killing blow.

It was merely the twelfth Move of his swordsmanship, "Sword Thirteen."

But Shen Bei should absolutely not have been able to withstand it!

He had only... only cut through Shen Bei's skin!

What kind of monstrous defense did this guy have!

Buzz!

However, the next moment, a sudden ripple surged through Wu Jue's mind. "Future Vision," which had been active throughout the battle, suddenly flashed several scenes!

The first scene: Shen Bei suddenly looked up at him, grinning menacingly, chewing on something.

The second scene: the sky was filled with exploding lightning, dazzling and blinding. Shen Bei's figure seemed to have disappeared within the lightning.

The third scene: a distorted and chaotic view from his own subjective perspective, as if he had experienced an unparalleled impact that completely disoriented his senses.

And the fourth scene: a depressing, desperate darkness, as if falling into boundless Hell!

That was the darkness representing death.

This!

How could this be!

Under the warning of Future Vision, Wu Jue was utterly terrified in that instant!

In less than a tenth of a second, his face was filled with horror, his True Qi surged, and he shot into the sky amidst exploding air currents, wanting to get away from Shen Bei's position!

And as his choice changed, "Future Vision" still fed him the next five seconds of the future after his changed choice.

In the scene, he exerted all his strength, and after one second of acceleration, he had just moved less than a kilometer away from Shen Bei's position at an astonishing near-supersonic speed when blinding lightning descended, his vision distorted, and the desperate darkness still fell.

Wu Jue's eyes were bloodshot, and he changed his choice again, altering his direction of escape.

However, with the predictive feedback from "Future Vision," after the second second of his chosen action, it was also a scene of complete darkness.

He no longer fled, but turned around to make a desperate stand, unleashing all his True Qi energy and using his strongest killing Move, Sword Twenty-Two, in a suicidal manner—still darkness.

Darkness! Darkness! All darkness!

No matter which direction he chose, or what changes he made to his choices, what Wu Jue saw in his "Future Vision" was the terrifying darkness that would drown his Soul!

"How is this possible!"

The wind lashed his face. When, in just a brief second, no matter what choices or reactions he made, the final result fed back by "Future Vision" was still suffocating darkness, Wu Jue's heart was swept by unparalleled terror, as if he had fallen from Heaven into Hell.

"Future Vision," an ability that had never failed him, was his greatest trump card, helping him make the most correct choices every time he faced danger, escaping from life-or-death situations multiple times.

However, at this very moment, he was facing the greatest crisis in history. The threat of death he faced was no longer a one-in-ten chance of survival, but certain death!

And the source of the threat was precisely Shen Bei, who in his eyes was already gravely wounded and dying, like a fish on a chopping board, utterly incapable of any resistance.

"Future Vision"

All timelines based on his choices told him that even with his current strength and methods, no matter how he struggled or resisted, there would only be one outcome:

That was death.

"Why! Why!"

"What the Hell is going on! Why is it like this!"