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Yang Ji saw some information on the rotten wooden box and agreed with his thoughts in his heart. As long as a person is alive, so is their fate, but if a person dies, their fate comes to an end.

Destiny can never be fully comprehended!

The Immortal Peach Tree is a Supreme World-Stabilizing Treasure, which later helped him grasp the heaven-defying ability to comprehend destiny, but the destiny he comprehended was nothing more than the path he had walked and some of the future he foresaw.

He hoped his future would remain unknown because once fully understood, his path would be confined.

That was not what he wanted!

No one could determine the path he was to take, not even the future glimpsed with the help of the Immortal Peach Tree.

This was what he refused!

The place where he stood and the actions he took in the present were his destiny.

His destiny existed only in the now.

The Buddha's Sect speaks of three destinies: past, present, future.

He did not long for the future or yearn for the past; he focused only on the present.

He exists, therefore his destiny exists!

When he slew the Destiny Tribulation, he was severing the present destiny.

Although ideals are full-bodied, they ultimately have to confront reality.

Yang Ji knew the Path of Destiny was difficult to enlighten and couldn't be achieved simply through the Immortal Peach Tree, for it was but a Supreme World-Stabilizing Treasure and its powers were limited.

As stated by the rotten wooden box, he desperately hoped to slay the Destiny Tribulation quickly and then move on to sever a few more Dao Calamities.

From the beginning up until now, he had been fighting with all his might, without any reservation.

Yang Ji fought covered in blood, his bones shattered countless times, and never had he experienced such grave intensity as today, yet he still fought on.

The Destiny Tribulation raised its hand, and a mysterious seal of destiny struck his forehead, aiming to reduce his lifespan, making him perish on the spot, but all these were thwarted by the Life Root.

His lifespan was not reduced; everything proceeded against destiny.

Yang Ji seized the opportunity, and with a counter punch, he sent the Destiny Tribulation flying, causing its Origin to scatter.

Immediately afterward, he plundered the Origin, closed in further, and continued to fight fiercely.

The Destiny Tribulation's eyes were cold, its temperament transcendent and supreme, and its figure robust. With a palm strike, the profundity of Destiny seeped into space, halting Yang Ji's motion and freezing the actions he was about to take in his path.

From within destiny, it affected the future space, restraining a person, a notion utterly terrifying.

Once again, the Destiny Tribulation raised its hand, and time became chaotic, briefly reversing itself and returning to the moment before Yang Ji made his move.

Interfering with time through destiny was equally shocking to Yang Ji.

Nonetheless, all of this was in vain.

His body merged with the Life Root, ignoring all that, soon broke through.

The next moment he reached close to the Destiny Tribulation and with a fist imbued with Primordial Annihilation, he blew it into a mass of Origin Dao energy.

However, the Destiny Tribulation reassembled again, retraced its destiny, returned to the previous moment in time, and eerily appeared beside Yang Ji.

The speed was rapid, the means bizarre, even with the aid of the Golden Finger, which enabled him to see information, Yang Ji couldn't stop it.

The Destiny Tribulation's palm cut into his back, piercing through from his chest, splitting him into pieces on the spot.

Yang Ji grunted in pain, let out a long howl, reassembled himself once more, and as he turned around, unleashed all the Immortal Techniques in an instant, blasting the Destiny Tribulation again.

The two exchanged blows, employed all their methods, and constantly battled, each wishing to erase the other. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

Time ticked away bit by bit.

The Origin of the Destiny Tribulation was continuously scattered and seized by Yang Ji, its strength growing weaker and weaker.

In contrast, Yang Ji, with his Immortal Body, remained unharmed and became increasingly valiant as the battle ensued.

Top-tier Immortal Techniques poured out furiously, bombarding the Destiny Tribulation relentlessly.

Yang Ji possessed the Life Root and an Immortal Body, securing his victory over the Destiny Tribulation.

What mattered now was time; he had to completely erase it and fully absorb its Origin within one day.

Yang Ji's ambition was immense. Having witnessed the might of the "Fate-Pointing Finger" from the Demon Consort, he vowed to sever the Destiny Tribulation.

For it was extremely powerful.

At this moment, he was multitasking.

Continuously dispersing the Destiny Tribulation's Origin, constantly absorbing the Law of Dao Destiny, he was gaining insights amidst the battle.

With the tide turning in his favor, the outcome was becoming evident.

This tug-of-war battle lasted twenty hours, and with a punch, Yang Ji utterly erased the Destiny Tribulation, absorbing the complete Origin of Destiny.

The rotten wooden box and the Immortal Elder witnessed this scene, shocked beyond measure. Apart from the Ancestor of Origin, there was someone else who could slay the Destiny Tribulation.

This was utterly inconceivable.

Too unbelievable, as the rotten wooden box now looked at Yang Ji, it was as if it saw a ghost, wondering in its heart, what kind of freak was this?

The more they interacted with him, the more they felt the extraordinariness and peculiarity of Yang Ji!

Compared to the shock of the rotten wooden box and others, Yang Ji was very calm.

After absorbing the Origin of Destiny.

At this moment, inexplicably, he felt as though everything and every being in the world was him, and at the same time, everything in the world was not him, as he was detached from it all.

This feeling was very strange.

However, at this time, there was no leisure to ponder, for only four hours remained until the end of the day.

Yang Ji looked up, turned his gaze towards the Depths of the Origin, and declared with an air of command, "I want to fight ten!"

But he wasn't actually that arrogant. He merely sensed the Time Dao Tribulation first.

In the next moment, from the Depths of the Origin, an indifferent young man stepped forward, resembling Yang Ji exactly.

All around him, the Law of Dao Destiny surged, the past, present, and future, all swayed along with it.

With a point of his finger, the rolling Power of Time surged forth like a river, intending to lock Yang Ji into the illusory river of time, to sink and be exiled.