Master of Strange Dao

No True Form, no True Body, perhaps not even a name, their rank has fallen.

Even if that's not the case, it doesn't matter, Yu Ziqing will kill them all the same.

Once the Prefectural Governor regains his senses, he will naturally want them dead too.

And the opponent surely will not give up, then the only choice is Li Qiu.

Yu Ziqing watches the aura surging from Li Qiu, observing the pattern emerging on Li Qiu's swollen belly, as if something impatiently wants to be born.

Yu Ziqing grins.

"Li Qiu, remember what I told you, only with a belief in certain death can you possibly succeed.

Your life's greatest fun has arrived, sending a being that might be a deity to complete death.

Happy?"

Li Qiu laughs out loud, nodding furiously as she laughs wildly.

"Happy! Overjoyed!"

Yu Ziqing also laughs grotesquely in encouragement.

"Alright, now go die."

"Gua Pi, when can zombies become lively? If you have the ability, revive a zombie.

Hahaha, trying to use a zombie to nurture life for birth, dream on!"

As Yu Ziqing and Li Qiu laugh together, the life nurtured inside Li Qiu reaches its limit in the ultimate struggle.

Either it completely collapses, or it finds a new way out amidst the extremity of the struggle.

And quite coincidentally, Li Qiu doesn't plan to live at all, she doesn't care about life or death, having enlightened herself in the seclusion, she even doesn't care about her own existence.

She has the most devout and steadfast will, unmatched by any living being, in pursuit of death.

Li Qiu screams in agony and falls, beginning to give birth.

At this moment, extremity finally arrives, and after reaching equilibrium, a new path is forced out.

The life force inside her abruptly completes its transformation, converting from the strongest Creation of Life into pure death.

Under the robe, a baby is born amidst infinite despair.

This isn't a consciousness nurtured by Li Qiu herself, but comes from all the Curse forces, all descending powers, including the one entity which might be a deity.

The moment they descend, they begin to slowly dissipate.

The power also gradually dissipates, turning into nothing.

Being born under Creation of Life truly means birth, symbolizing life.

While born in death, steps right into death.

That baby gradually turns iron-blue, gradually becomes dust, and completely dissipates, thoroughly stepping into death.

A deity died.

Everything of them is gone.

Their rank is dead too.

The most thorough death method, corresponding to birth, let's call it 'deathbirth'.

Yu Ziqing even felt the deepest resentment from the other before their end, and even the spite that couldn't be cleansed by all the waters, have also 'died'.

Died completely, leaving nothing behind.

Yu Ziqing doesn't even know who they were.

Li Qiu's form also begins to collapse, her mouth corners rising high, head lifted, eyes filled with happiness.

She is genuinely happy.

"I am going to die too."

"You were already dead."

"True, I was dead, but why do I feel I am dying again?"

"This is merely an imprint, you are so strong that even in the seclusion, your imprint is dying."

"Did you already know?"

"If I say I'm not as smart as you think, I also took one step at a time, initially really wanting you to nurture yourself and finally leave an awareness I would take out, do you believe?"

"I believe."

Li Qiu's form slowly crumbles, finally becoming a black light cluster, falling into Yu Ziqing's hands.

The black light cluster slowly dims, then solidifies completely, becoming a black gem.

Yu Ziqing looks at this death-powered gem, grinning.

"Silly isn't it, I already said you were dead, how can you die again?

You are merely a death imprint, so how can you die?

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Moreover, she personally undertook an endeavor, causing a deity's deathbirth.

Though this process involves somewhat of a coincidence, pushed by the Prefectural Governor and Yu Ziqing's efforts together.

This might never be replicable.

Otherwise, Yu Ziqing truly wants to trap the Cliff Divine King, sending them to die.

Alongside, boast a bit to Shi, I don't need you, I can also find another way.

Yu Ziqing puts away the black gemstone, looking at the Prefectural Governor and his wife in the corner; the two have turned into two elderly, smilingly embracing each other, already dead.

With a wave of his hand, the Prefectural Governor's Big Seal falls into Yu Ziqing's hand.

And at the edge of the sky, a familiar reversal appears, the entire sealing begins to reverse.

This signifies the sealing has been resolved.

The entire affair has been concluded.

Yu Ziqing calmly watches as the sealing world collapses, eventually returning before An History Book.

The flowing blood light on that page slowly dissipates, transforming into clear light.

An History Book awaits Yu Ziqing's writing.

Yu Ziqing holds the red pen, pondering for a long while.

"Prefectural Governor unnamed, fell resolving a catastrophe."

Writing just these words, Yu Ziqing stops.

An History Book's light frequently flickers, prodding Yu Ziqing to write properly.

"Why flicker, speak your mind, fart if needed.

Daring to write the process down would mean the same approach cannot be used again.

Understand the bigger picture?

That's it, not changing it, agree or not, doesn't matter."

Yu Ziqing takes out Jiawu City Prefectural Governor's Big Seal, stamping it on top.

An History Book wants to obstruct a bit, but seeing Yu Ziqing take out the Jade Seal.

An History Book swallows its pride, well, for the bigger picture.

Indeed, writing down a way to thoroughly send such deities to die implies it can't be used again.

This ruler's such personal involvement can't undermine their heart.

This isn't altering history, it's for the larger picture, grudgingly accepted.

Observing Jiawu City Prefectural Governor's Big Seal land, dust settles completely, An History Book became completely unable to respond.

Couldn't flicker anymore, no reaction at all.

As if the entire book became tainted.

"Stop pretending, look at the records above, not to mention half, at least a third has been altered, now feigning innocence, fake or not, as long as the real facts remain it's fine, I thought you got used to it long ago."

An History Book rustled briskly then slammed shut, exposing only the cover, no more reaction.

It has indeed become unresponsive now.