Death was knocking at Li Jiwen’s door.
Whether he would answer now or later, that was not of importance to anyone.
Li Jiwen looked at every person within his range and said loudly, declaring, "Well, now, let’s see what you can do, in fact."
He did not hesitate for a second.
He charged at the leader, sword at hand, his own mind raging, his own aura almost swallowing the entirety of the place around him.
This was the devil incarnate.
He was going to kill them or be killed by them.
There was no other choice, and he knew it.
His own body almost falling to death as he knew that he was holding together by sheer will and decisiveness.
If he fell now, then he had fallen.
If he did not, then he would fall.
It was already written, and he knew that.
The leader advanced, looking at Li Jiwen.
He disappeared and appeared in front of the man.
A sword almost piercing the man’s neck.
But the leader stopped it and said, his face in a position of laughter, "You are weak. You are weak. Much weaker after killing 102,301 fate agents. You WERE so powerful, but now... not at your peak. You are weaker now. You are not fit to fight me."
Li Jiwen laughed loudly, his eyes going into some sort of insanity.
He said, "Whether I survive this or not, I do not really care. It has already been written."
The man was actually shocked by what was said.
But Li Jiwen did not care too much.
From his own abdomen, a spear appeared and pierced the heart of the man.
The leader was surprised, he did not expect a weapon that could pierce space itself to appear and cut the man in the front and go through his own existence this easily.
He did not know what to say, but he was already dead.
Li Jiwen looked at the rest and said, "Well now, rats, come at me."
Suddenly, as if it was something new, a shift in the air, a shift in space.
Something with great importance and great power was ascending upon this place.
The agents of fate went back and stepped back a couple of steps, then bowed their bodies fully.
He could feel the entirety of the place around him bowing down and kneeling on one leg in the very face of the heavenly Dao.
He knew that he was done for.
He held his sword and looked at the body that was fully appearing in front of him.
He could feel that this was his death.
It had already come, and he was not able to stop it.
The mission was a failure, at least in this life.
Li Jiwen expected to see some new existence, but the only thing that appeared in front of him was a body with a face that had only had one eye that was large and longitudinal.
It was the heavenly Dao itself at this moment that was descending into the entirety of the world!
It was good to be frightened.
It said, "Li Jiwen. The man who came to die and tried to stop me. Well, now you are here. I have given you time, and you are not able to do anything. What about stopping me, huh? Now is your death!"
The heavenly Dao moved his hand slowly.
Li Jiwen could feel that he was pinned in place.
Whatever he tried to do, there was no way to get out.
He could feel his body slowly being destroyed from within, not from within his own body, but from within his own existence.
Every atom, every spiritual nucleus within his own existence began to get absolutely annihilated or turn into void.
From existence to non-existence.
His own existence was entirely disappearing through nothingness, and he was not able to do anything.
This was death, something that he had feared long, long ago.
But he feared no longer.
He somewhat felt at peace.
Finally, the slaughter had ended.
He would come back in the next life, and he would not go out without a fight.
He had killed more than a hundred thousand agents of fate.
Whether it was much or less, he knew that he had done what he could do.
Now with the heavenly Dao appearing, this was his end, he thought.
His mind slowly disappearing, his own senses failing him.
He thought, ’This is the end. What a laughable situation indeed. Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha!’
He laughed, echoing through his mind.
He did not feel bitterness.
He felt that he had done what he could do.
That was all.
Now with him dying, there was nothing more that he could have done, and he knew it.
With that knowledge, he slowly began to feel at ease with himself.
He finally let go.
His own existence was already erased from this timeline.
There was not a single memory of Li Jiwen.
There was not a single existence of his own.
This was his end.
Death had claimed him, and the heavenly Dao had won.
But this is not the end.
He knew that.
Although he felt at ease, he knew that this was the very first death.
He did not feel any sourness or bitterness.
This was something that he would face many times.
Getting in touch with his own understanding of death and life was much more important than feeling pity on himself.
Finally, death was all. Life had ended, and the entire universe had fallen to the calamity.
Even those who had already sided with the heavenly Dao had all been felled.
The entire world had already been killed.
The universe began to crumble down into nothingness.
All came together into a singularity.
The heavenly Dao made it into being again, into a life of suffering, attachment, and want.
Whoever would actually win this, no one knew, even the heavenly Dao itself.
Its own programming had told it to do this.
But what is the meaning? What is the want? What is anything that was of any kind of resemblance?
No one knew in this universe.
Whether it be the heavenly Dao, humans, or whatever in between.
And as usual, the cycle, indeed, continued.
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