Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 355: Chapter 327: I Insist on Being Persistent!!! (Blast Update 20,000 Characters, Seeking Monthly Votes)

Ning Zhuo slowly shook his head, “Why should I seize the Immortal Palace? For my mother, I alone shall bear the towering sins!”

“You can’t bear it!” Zhu Xuanji bellowed in anger, encircled by the Mechanical Giant Snake, “For your selfish desires, slaughtering millions, what kind of Demon Path is this! If you do it, I will never forgive you!!”

“Little Zhuo…” Sun Lingtong’s face was full of worry.

He knew very well the nature of Ning Zhuo.

If it ultimately led to the city being overwhelmed by demon beasts, Ning Zhuo’s future would be bleak. He himself would feel boundless guilt.

All because Ning Zhuo, from beginning to end, considered himself a person of the Righteous Path!

The throne was melted by more than half, and the flames quickly weakened.

Noticing this scene, Zhu Xuanji and Sun Lingtong’s expressions slightly relaxed.

However, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit burst into laughter, fixating on the space above Ning Zhuo’s head, “Ning Zhuo, you can’t do it, you can’t do it!”

“Although you are the City Lord, you are only one of the three powers.”

“You endanger the Lava Fairy Palace, violating the initial intention of the three founders’ descent into the Fairy Palace. The Life Hanging Thread in the Fairy Palace is stopping you!”

“Stop it, this is the arrangement of the three founders. You and I are but mere insects and weeds, how can we compare with the three founders?”

Blood streamed from Ning Zhuo’s seven orifices as he suddenly widened his eyes.

“Why not!?”

He defiantly shouted, lifting his head to gaze into the sky.

“I refuse to be that puppet on the stage.”

“Do you know how much I detest, how much I abhor this stage called the Lava Fairy Palace, this puppet show taking place here?”

“Even if it grants me more achievements, I’d rather not have it, if only to exchange for even a day of my mother’s life span…”

Ning Zhuo’s voice was hoarse, his eyes almost splitting.

He suddenly reached out his hand, and with a snap, he actually grasped the Life Hanging Thread above his head!

He pulled fiercely, causing the thick Life Hanging Thread to deform severely.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit drew a sharp breath, but soon realized that though the thread had deformed severely, it was incredibly tenacious.

In angry surprise, it jeered, “Ning Zhuo! You’re too naive. The Life Hanging Thread is not something you can just tear apart at will!”

Stubborn in his belief, Ning Zhuo pulled with all his strength.

Inside the Divine Ocean Dantian, white lotuses as pristine as jade, translucent and lustrous; green leaves like emerald, lush and dripping; pink lotuses like rosy clouds, charming and captivating.

The Life Hanging Divine Power transformed into lotuses and leaves trembled slightly, spouting mysterious light.

The mysterious light surged, shooting straight beyond the clouds, penetrating his body, and corroding the Fairy Palace’s Life Hanging Thread above Ning Zhuo’s head!

In an instant, Ning Zhuo was enlightened.

His hair disheveled, his face smeared with blood, he let out a fierce laugh, chanting loudly!

“Five Qi connect the spirit, the blood tendons are born, three sects unite, foundation is established.”

“Sixteen winters and summers endured in harsh determination, thousands of tribulations make the will deeper.”

“Affections and reason intertwine pulling the strings, all living beings bowing to eternally servant.”

“No need to resolve the deep-seated Heart Demon, the persistent millennium questions the glory!”

I never let go.

I insist on being persistent!

Who can command me? Not even the three founders!!

I should be the one manipulating passions and reasoning, making all creatures bow as servants!!!

“Ah ah ah ah—!”

Ning Zhuo roared loudly, his state like a frenzied demon.

He fiercely clung to the Life Hanging Thread, exerting all his strength, mana, spirit, and will!

Snap.

Even though Zhu Xuanji and Sun Lingtong, who couldn’t see the thread, had heard a faint noise,

in the view of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, it was the Life Hanging Thread torn into two pieces!

“!!!”, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit’s mouth gaped open, its pupils bulging as if they were about to pop out.

Amidst extreme shock, it suddenly recalled an afternoon several hundred years ago.

That afternoon when it encountered the three founders.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, compressed extremely small, looked up at the three founders, as mere mortals or ants gaze up at huge pillars and the Buddha.