Chapter 1711: The Non-Existent Record

Seeing this, Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat!

Lord Lingxu was already dead; why could the Akashic Tower still react? Could this also be part of Lord Lingxu's deduction, and he wasn't actually dead?!

You have to know, Chen Ling was already near his limit. His body had long been torn to pieces, and if it weren't for the red paper briefly holding his severed limbs together, he probably wouldn't even be able to maintain a human form... If Lord Lingxu wasn't dead and his own trump card was exhausted, he would have almost no hope of turning the tables.

One deep blue galaxy halo after another rippled out from Lord Lingxu's corpse. They flickered and swept toward the tower body above. The entire Akashic Tower seemed to have turned into a super photonic computer; every flicker of the halo was a massive calculation.

Chen Ling frowned, cautiously preparing to find a way to leave, but the next second, his figure plummeted again!

Scenes and images flashed around Chen Ling. He was like someone in an absolutely real immersive cinema, countless lights and shadows retreating like a time tunnel...

When the images before Chen Ling finally froze, he was already inside a tall tower.

It was still the Akashic Tower.

However, it wasn't the tower in the Imaginary Number World where Chen Ling had been, but the tower that existed in reality within the Lingxu Domain... At this time, the tower seemed not yet fully built, and the top was not completely sealed.

Chen Ling frowned, not knowing why he had appeared here... But from the completion level of this tower, he could roughly guess the time he was in.

So far, Lord Lingxu had communicated with the Akashic Tower twice, and both times had ended in failure.

The first failure caused the first signs of public grievance in the Lingxu Domain; at that time, Chen Ling had just come out of the Ghost Path Ancient Treasury;

The second failure caused the public grievance in the Lingxu Domain and the other two domains to boil over completely. It was precisely because Lord Cangyun had sent personnel to Lord Lingxu under immense pressure that the subsequent destruction of the Cangyun Domain occurred...

Judging from the completion of the tower, the time Chen Ling was in now was exactly when Lord Lingxu was trying to communicate with the Akashic Record for the second time.

Sure enough, just as Chen Ling thought of this, the door of the Akashic Tower behind him slowly opened...

A figure in a clean monk's robe walked straight toward this place.

Seeing Lord Lingxu, Chen Ling's body tensed instantly, but the other party seemed to be just a remnant of the past, not noticing Chen Ling's existence at all. He walked to the center of the Akashic Tower and took a deep breath, his brow furrowed with unprecedented anxiety and gravity.

He stood there in silence for a long time, as if adjusting his mindset, and finally raised his hand, pointing at the void in front of him.

The Akashic Tower of the Imaginary Number World gradually overlapped with the real tower body. Deep blue halos swept from the bottom of the tower upward, and Lord Lingxu threw out numerous coins again, each coin strangely standing upright on the ground.

In the void behind him, a line of numbers jumped crazily!

10%……20%……30%……

Chen Ling roughly knew Lord Lingxu's method of contacting the Akashic Record: it was by tampering with probability itself, constantly superimposing the possibility of connecting personal consciousness to the Akashic Record... In Lord Lingxu's view, as long as he could connect to the Akashic Record, he could see all possibilities in the universe and thus find a way to destroy the Red Star.

As the entire tower shook more and more violently, the probability Lord Lingxu was tampering with continued to rise!

50%……

60%……

70%……

Unlike the last time when he started hastily in a semi-finished state, this time the Akashic Tower was in its most perfect form. It quickly broke through the probability limit of the last time and was still rising!

80%……85%……90%！

Lord Lingxu's face was as pale as paper, and scarlet blood flowed from his seven orifices, but he had no intention of stopping. He stared with bloodshot eyes, as if betting his life to fight the Akashic Record to the end!

92%……94%……96%……98%……

99%！！

Boom—!!

The Akashic Tower let out a loud noise, and hideous cracks appeared on the inner walls.

Lord Lingxu coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground as if drained of all strength... The probability phantom behind him also vanished in an instant!

The body of the Akashic Tower collapsed again, dense rubble falling from the sky. Mixed with lime, the rubble landed on the back of Lord Lingxu, who was sprawled on the ground like mud, and his weak coughing sounded one after another.

At this moment, this last tyrant of humanity lay on the ground like a disheveled, dead dog, motionless.

He was stunned.

He watched helplessly as the Akashic Tower collapsed for the second time before his eyes, countless stones rolling onto the earth, and unprecedented confusion appeared in his eyes...

"Why..."

"How could it be like this..."

"The probability was already infinitely high... why still can't I sense the Akashic Record?!"

"I've already gone to such lengths! Why still see nothing?!!!!"

At this moment, Lord Lingxu seemed to have completely collapsed. He grabbed his messy black hair in pain, ignoring his splitting headache, and roared hysterically inside the Akashic Tower.

Chen Ling frowned as he looked at Lord Lingxu. Not long ago, he had seen someone show an expression extremely similar to Lord Lingxu's at this moment.

That was the Wuji Lord, who had failed in his pursuit of eternity.

Confusion, despair, pain, questioning... The gaze of Lord Lingxu, who discovered he couldn't connect to the Akashic Record, was exactly the same as the Wuji Lord's when he discovered that eternity was simply impossible to achieve.

It was the pain of having the last possibility, pursued regardless of cost, completely negated; it was the despair of bearing too many expectations and pressures, only to hit a dead end.

Lord Lingxu knelt in place, collapsed, for a long time, before he seemed to realize something, whispering like a mosquito:

"The Akashic Record..."

"Doesn't exist at all?"

Lord Lingxu had raised the probability to infinitely high, yet still couldn't sense the Akashic Record. There was only one possibility... in the universe, there was no such thing as the Akashic Record.

Even if you raised the probability to 99%, how could you possibly connect to something that didn't exist at all??

But if the Akashic Record didn't exist...

Then what were all the efforts he had made until now??

What was the last resort he had pinned all his hopes on, thinking he could find a way to destroy the Red Star?!

Chen Ling saw this, and his doubts grew even stronger... If the past before him was real, then Lord Lingxu had actually realized that the Akashic Record didn't exist as early as the second failure; this was simply a dead end...

Then why did he rebuild the Akashic Tower for the third time, regardless of the cost?