Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 295 The Fateful Plan

But now there is a gap on the eight-foot mirror. Standing at the edge and looking down, one can see that the cross-section of the gap is extremely smooth, but it also presents an irregular shape, as if a corner of it was pierced by some extremely sharp object.

And below this huge gap is an endless deep darkness, which makes people feel terrified.

"The mirror of the Eight-foot Mirror is divided into two sides, the negative and the negative. What we are seeing now is the negative pole. The positive pole is located in Takamagahara. Next, we need to use the power of space to travel from the negative pole to the positive pole."

The old king stared at the eight-foot mirror in front of him and said calmly: "For now, you are the only one who has this ability."

Hearing this, Li Mingxuan couldn't help scratching his head. Although the old man Wang was full of confidence in himself, he was really confused and had no idea how to operate.

"So, what should I do specifically?" Li Mingxuan asked with confusion.

Seeing this, the old king smiled slightly, and then patiently explained to him: "You just need to gently place your hand on the mirror, concentrate your mind, and use your own spatial force to feel it carefully. Try to see if you can teleport through the cathode and enter the anode."

After hearing this, Li Mingxuan placed his hand on the huge eight-foot-high mirror without hesitation and slowly closed his eyes.

In an instant, a powerful and mysterious spatial force emerged from his body and continuously poured into the eight-foot mirror.

Not long after, Li Mingxuan clearly felt that he had successfully established a connection with the anode. The reason why he was able to achieve the connection so smoothly was thanks to the broken corner of the eight-foot mirror.

It was because during the Takama-ga-hara civil war, the sword Ame-no-Musukune accidentally hit the mirror, which created a crack here, providing Li Mingxuan with an excellent opportunity.

If it weren't for such a coincidence, it would be difficult for Li Mingxuan to achieve this with his current strength.

Wow! ! !

A dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from Li Mingxuan, sweeping over like a surging wave!

This mysterious and powerful blue light tightly enveloped the elderly Wang Mian and Li Mingxuan at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were completely engulfed by the endless blue light.

As the light gradually dissipated, only faint ripples remained on the originally calm sea surface, slowly spreading out.

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Daxia, Shangjing City, Late Night Bookstore

Haoran just turned the Taishan Lord Staff in his hand back into the Late Night Study.

However, just as he completed this action, an unexpected figure suddenly appeared at the door.

He was a young monk in his early twenties with a handsome face, especially his deep eyes, which were like a pool of still water without the slightest ripple.

"Fate?" Haoran stared at the monk in front of him who looked exactly like Lin Qiye, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart. "Why are you here?"

Fate nodded slightly and said calmly: "I came here today because of you... I guess you have seen the future Li Mingxuan."

"Yes, judging from the current situation, our future plans are going very smoothly and successfully." Haoran raised his eyebrows, nodded slightly, and then changed the subject: "But then again, you came to find me at this time, aren't you worried that you will meet Mingxuan in this time and space? After all..."

"Don't worry, Li Mingxuan is most likely not in Daxia at the moment, but is currently in Takama-ga-hara. In this case, there is no need to worry about meeting him." The fatalistic tone was still as steady as before, without any waves, as if he was just stating a very ordinary fact.

Hearing this, Haoran couldn't help but frowned and asked in confusion: "Takama-hara? What is he doing there?"

Fate turned his head and stared at Haoran, patiently explaining: "The future king is taking him to Takamahara to absorb the power of faith. This is also a necessary preparation to help him successfully ascend to godhood in the future."

At this point, Destiny paused for a moment, then added: "When he comes back, our plan will be officially launched."

Hearing this, Haoran's body trembled violently, but recovered in an instant and responded calmly: "So, as long as we wait for him to come back, the plan will be implemented immediately?"

"You decide the exact time. Since [Time and Space] has been handed over to Zhou Ping, the Tian Congyun Sword is undoubtedly the most suitable choice for him now."

Fate looked at Haoran quietly, his eyes still calm, as if he were a pool of stagnant water. "At present, Lin Qiye is unable to fully exert the true power of the Tiancongyun Sword. But Li Mingxuan, who has become a god, can..."

"So, you want me and him to go to Takama-ga-hara to seize the Tenzokumo Sword?" Haoran frowned, looked at Fuming with confusion, and asked softly.

"That's right. The enemy you are about to face is just a Susanoo who has lost his mind." Destiny nodded slightly. "Based on the current strength comparison between the two sides, he should be on par with you who are injured. However, after you take the Huitian Pill, you may be able to seize it with the [Chunjun] in your hand. After seizing the Tiancongyun Sword, you should know what to do."

Fate stared at Haoran, his tone remained calm, but the deep meaning in it was hard to ignore. Then, he warned: "Remember, don't let Li Mingxuan notice anything unusual. Make him believe that you died because you tried to seize the Tiancongyun Sword."

Hearing this, Haoran did not say much, but just nodded silently. However, in the depths of his deep eyes, there was a hint of bitterness that was difficult to conceal.

"You should have prepared the Huitian Pill. However, I still want to remind you that when you are resurrected, I will hide your cause and effect. However, you must never meet Li Mingxuan again. After all, it was he who carefully planned this big game for everyone to survive, so he must bear all the responsibilities."

Fate continued to remind him, his eyes still as calm as water, without any emotion.

"In Li Mingxuan's opinion, you must die... because you are his relative. Only in this way can he break through the barrier of his heart and reach the divine realm.

After all, he was only at the peak of Klein, and he did not have the qualifications and strength to set up this game.

Not to mention keeping everyone alive..."