Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 469 - 378 Time is About to Start Flowing Backwards

Chapter 469: Chapter 378 Time is About to Start Flowing Backwards

"Playing supernatural tricks..."

Although the abruptly appearing man looked mysterious, Zhao Ping’s heart was filled with raging murderous intent and impulsiveness at the moment.

Hearing the man’s unclear words, he struck out with a palm, intending to kill the opponent first without thinking.

But as the punch was thrown, the figure of the opponent vanished like an illusion, leaving no trace to be sensed.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ping grew even more restless, and at the same time, the security agency’s combat personnel had already started their attack.

The first to act were the unmanned drones operated by AI, with bursts of metal storms accompanied by gun flares attacking him.

Zhao Ping, already furious, was further incited by this, and his eyes filled with crazed color, as he roared and charged out.

His immense power was channeled into his legs, propelling him forward like a meteor, instantly shredding two drones.

But soon, more drones surged over, densely packed like a cloud of birds covering the sky.

At the same time, numerous laser weapons, aimed by AI, constantly swept towards his eyes.

Ultrasonic weapons tried to disrupt his hearing and balance.

Just as his movement slowed slightly, over a dozen armor-piercing rounds had already engulfed his position.

After years of war, weapons of the modern world had developed rapidly and had completely changed direction, with many tactics and weapons targeted at individuals and strong fighters continuously being developed.

At this moment, although Zhao Ping possessed the second lineage and extremely strong Martial Arts abilities, he was still constantly driven back under the continuous assaults of the security agency and soon had his legs broken, collapsing to the ground.

Then, a group of security agency soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor charged at him ferociously, pointing various long guns and short cannons at the fallen Zhao Ping.

"Confirm, it has turned into a demon spirit."

"Understood, neutralize on the spot."

Demon spirits, in the hands of Lin Xing, were once a very useful cultivation resource.

But after the great changes in the world, as people’s cultivation speeds increased daily, demon spirit relics, a type of cultivation resources acquired randomly and difficult to control, were increasingly disregarded.

At this moment, the combat personnel received the order and immediately aimed their guns at Zhao Ping’s head.

Seeing the dark muzzles, Zhao Ping’s eyes were filled with unwillingness, anger, and resentment.

He hated himself for not being able to control his indiscriminate killing, hated that he had to die here without avenging his great enemy, hated that his great enemy was still enjoying wealth and splendor, and various extreme negative emotions gradually overwhelmed his thoughts...

Roar! He roared, struggling to break free.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One shot after another, bullets continuously struck Zhao Ping’s head, blasting it completely apart until he was dead beyond any doubt, after which the combat personnel began to collect his body.

...

Roar!

Carrying the shocking hatred and anger from before his death, Zhao Ping regained consciousness with a roar, unleashing a wild beast-like bellow.

But the familiar alarm sound, the familiar encirclement, and the bloodied deformed hand.

All this familiarity slightly stunned the extremely angry Zhao Ping.

At the same time, that voice once again sounded behind him.

"Do you want to change your destiny?"

Zhao Ping turned around and once again saw the mysterious figure, but the constantly surging hatred and murderous intent in his heart violently attacking his consciousness prevented him from calming down to think, and he subconsciously struck towards the figure once again.

Thus, the figure vanished under his attack once more.

The ensuing scenario was still the encirclement of drones and the series of attacks by various weapons from the security agency.

Although having the experience from before, Zhao Ping lasted a few more minutes this time, but in the end, he was still pinned down by the armed forces of the security agency, who directly blew his head off.

And then he returned once again to the moment before the encirclement began, and everything started to repeat endlessly like an interminable cycle.

Encirclement... Restraint... Headshot...

In this repetitive process of fighting, the raging resentment that had surged in Zhao Ping before his death, the anger that had completely destroyed his rationality, hate, and murderous intent seemed to be eroded bit by bit.

Thus, when he returned to the beginning once more, he finally recovered some calm, rational thinking.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Xing, asking, "Who... exactly are you?"

Lin Xing, however, did not answer that question but looked up at the forces converging in the night sky, and remarked,

"I greatly envy the first person who created writing because he created something that didn’t originally exist in this world, something that can permeate through time and space."

"It could be said... he completely changed the destiny of the world."

As he spoke, Lin Xing had already slowly walked up to Zhao Ping, placing his hand gently on his shoulder.

"One lives to change their destiny."

"I believe there is no future in this world that cannot be changed."

"Just like you at this moment, you already possess the power to change your destiny, capable of following me to a new world..."

The moment he was touched by the other person, Zhao Ping felt as if his body had gained some invisible force.

This force was extremely sharp, like thousands of blades swirling around him, yet it was shadowless and invisible, completely undetectable.

"Cloud Silk Shadowless Sword..."

A thought abruptly surfaced in his mind, as if it were a skill he had once learned, a mastery he had grasped, laden with vast information.