at's all.With a single sweep of his sleeve, the nine water dragons, which were in the process of collapsing, instantly vanished.No, to be precise, it's not annihilation, but vaporization.A sharp, pier...Could the discourse of these two great beings have truly been interrupted by Jiang Wang Ling Xihua's eyes widened in disbelief at what she was seeing.
Jiang Wang himself was also at a loss.
Because the revered chime of Zhiwen Zhong, which he had high hopes for, failed to respond to Yu Zhen's ancient path, and couldn't even touch Yu Zhen's spirit. Yet his worldly path, with a single sword strike, stirred up a blizzard, freezing the heavens with its chill.
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Could it be that my sword truly has the power to disturb the river of time, disrupting the plans of those who transcend Though his blade hasn't yet become tangible.
But that represented Yu'zhen's figure, and it truly had disappeared.
And that figure of majestic bearing, with a crown drooping gracefully, stepped out of the long river of time and returned to the high heavens.
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>Just as he was retracing his steps back to the heavens, both he and the reflection of time flowing across the celestial expanse behind him dissolved into glittering ripples.
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Only a trace of forlorn voice remained: "Supreme Deity, it was not his desire." Then came a sigh.
"Yu Zheng doesn't want to."
Even this sigh, gradually faded away, becoming inaudible. Unwilling!
Emperor Yuanjia continued the layout of tens of thousands of years, only then achieved such a possibility, allowing Grand Ancestor Yuzhen to have such an opportunity, to return to transcendence, re-prove greatness, and continue the legend.
Even so...
Does Yu Zheng not want to
With so many people here, each with their own identities and agendas, no one is like Yuzhen. Therefore, no one can understand Yuzhen's decision.
But the spiritual essence of Patriarch Yu Zhen and Emperor Yuan Xi's regrets have indeed vanished. As beings of such greatness, to follow their heart's desire is the way of heaven and earth, and they truly do not need anyone's understanding.
What can be done about the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods What can be done about this God King's body
How should the layout and efforts spanning tens of thousands of years on the God-Conferment Platform end Is it all in vain Xuan Nan Gong even dared to confront Hu Tai Sui head-on in both the Shenxiao World and Mo Yun City.
With the main consciousness controlling the Chi Huo divine statue, he was the first to leap into the cauldron, igniting the divine fire of the altar. Furthermore, with divided attention, he arranged various deities and chanted together the "Great Demon Qian Fa Divine Illumination Scripture," collectively casting a supreme and highly venerated Divine King body.
It can be said that I have already given my all, just waiting for the great ancestor's spirit to return so that we can achieve great things. Perhaps I can also catch a glimpse of the path to supreme enlightenment.
Now the God King's form is still unfinished, Yu Zheng Great Ancestor... isn't coming
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The Ocean of Gods has churned for tens of thousands of years, yielding nothing. Not even Emperor Yuan Xi left any other arrangements! You shall take my place, you shall take my place!
While bystanders couldn't decipher the four characters inscribed on the tripod, Xuan Nan Gong, the keeper of the Heavenly Mandate Platform and one well-versed in many historical secrets, understood its meaning perfectly.
When Emperor Yuanxi was seriously injured, he wanted to abdicate and give way to his ancestor Yu Zhen.
Yu Zhengdazu said, among the demon tribes of today, Yu Zheng became emperor, far less than Yuan Xi's longevity. Therefore, he took turns with lifespan.
It is likely that Emperor Yuanxi felt remorse, which led him to set up the Platform of Sealing Gods in order for him to return.
Even this Celestial Demon Altar was personally destroyed by Emperor Yuan Xi after he fulfilled his mission, claiming it was to prevent the human race from becoming aware. He inscribed the words "Er Ti Zhe Min" on the altar, intending to settle an old score with ancestor Yu Zheng in years to come.
But my Emperor Yuanxi, though you possess great talent and foresight, overlooking the heavens, shouldn't you first seek the opinion of Grand Ancestor Yuzhen on this important matter
One only knows when faced with it that one is unwilling.
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If I had known this beforehand, I would have just given the Tiger God a little face. I wouldn't have let him have his dream shattered!
At this very moment, Jiang Wang shakes the bell to seek a path, but finds none. Soaring in mid-air, he is nearly face-to-face with that divine King. Above him lies the river of time that has already vanished, and below him, the gods look up in awe.
Those statues, each with a distinct appearance, were looking at me with all sorts of expressions. The scene was, to be frank... rather awkward.
Xuan Nangong was able to control thousands of divine statues and the Tiger Tai Sui who controlled spider silk, in this Shenxiao world, his combat power must be above even the true demons.
However, at the moment when Jiang Wang's sword pierced through, all the gods were offering worship to the God King. He was in the center, presiding over everything, especially distracted and unable to focus.
Now that I could distract myself, but this God King's body at the critical juncture of refinement, it was neither good to let go nor not to let go. Thus, the atmosphere on the Demon Altar that day became quite eerie.
After having his heart-piercing rose demon slayer's mark severed, Rokurota Kazama treated his injuries seriously and recovered to about 60-70% of his battle strength before returning to the sacred mountain with his sword.
But this trip back, the whole world seemed different, something he couldn't quite understand. He was covered in blood, it looked like Jiang Wang.
How come he hasn't been captured yet, and ran back to the Heavenly Demon Altar
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Was he caught by the Inus and being hanged there, suffering torture
But torture wouldn't necessarily disarm them, and not even the Unaging Pearl or the Bell of Knowing were taken off...
He glanced at Yin Yang, just about to say something, when suddenly a feeling stirred in his heart. His intuition flared and he abruptly turned his head to look down the mountain path where Night Bodhisattva and Ling Xi Hua stood.
Man also sprang to his feet!
On the mountain path, leading up to even higher elevations, Chai Si was moved by the radiance of Jiang Wang's sword. Suddenly, a strange feeling arose within him.
Painful, yet warm.
That feeling, it's like being back in the dilapidated little courtyard where I grew up, seeing grandpa lounging in his rocking chair, bathed in sunlight, eyes closed, wrinkles etched deep, telling stories from a distant, timeless past.
He didn't know why, but tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. He ran towards the mountainside, leaping over terraces and stumbling towards the cliff carvings.
It is said that the spirit of the deer, having emptiness as its nature, relied on a single worm of faith. It captured the night of the Shenxiao world and achieved the status of Yè Bodhisattva. The power it could exert was also enough to reach the level of true demons.
But a mere moth can only carry so much.
He also had to conserve his strength, enduring the rampaging Tiger Tai Sui, waiting through the agonizing Ursa Three Thoughts, and only relaxing after branding Lotus flowers onto Ling Xi Hua and transforming the Spirit Race into the demon race of Maharaga.
There are at least three more opportunities to make a move and set something up in the Shenxiao World. The ability to capture the changes in the wall-like stone carvings is a testament to the celestial demon's perspective.
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As for the unknown conversations on the river of time, he didn't overthink them.
Having harvested the fruits of the Tiger Zodiac, allowing the Eight Departments of Ghosts and Gods to become whole, Black Lotus Temple has already gained sufficient benefits within the Heavenly Court. As for the earliest target, the Chiming Bell of Awareness...
Though I don't know how Jiang Wang managed to escape the pursuit of Quan Yingyang and rush over, nor why he suddenly pointed his sword into the river of time... but isn't this a good time for it
The attitude of Xuan Nan Gong, the manipulator of the gods, is crucial at this moment. Of course, as the representative of Black Lotus Temple here, Gu Nanshan has been completely sidelined, and the advantage is still very obvious.
Furthermore, despite having an unsightly battle record of letting his divine presence slip away, Inu-Ou is still a genuine demon. Even with only three chances to make a move, he needs to be wary.
Lost in thought, the flower-shaped stone carvings on the cliff face seemed to glow with a faint light at that moment.
Due to the limitations of the worm's power, it couldn't support the celestial demon's eyesight. Only now did Ye Bodhisattva realize that these faint, scattered glimmers were related to the dead spider girl!
Or, more precisely, it relates to the peak divine power of that spider girl. Lan Yin Xu Guo!
That was a spider thread's intent to collect, but the divine trace of the power yet to be collected. A faint light overflowed the flower-shaped mark, and thus the stone sculpture bloomed.
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On that cliff face, a flower with three petals growing together and divided into yellow, red, and white colors suddenly bloomed!
Before the stone inscription bloomed.
Feeling the questioning glance of Lu Shaozhu amidst the sea of fragrant flowers, Yin Yang was acutely embarrassed. He shouted at Jiang Wang: "Come back here and accept punishment! You dare to be so brazen People who don't know death are bold enough to act recklessly!"
Like a giant peng bird spreading its wings, it soars straight towards the mountains. The art of language is taken to such a level!
Actions speak louder than words.
Jiang Wang had every reason to suspect that this man wanted to silence him. But who was Jiang Wang
It's not wrong to say he is bold and fearless.
Otherwise, he would not have dared to draw his sword against Yu Zhen and Yuan Xi.
All of you, damn it, are going to be killed by your demon kind! How could I possibly cower before you!
Life and death, the Demon King kills, true demons fight for their lives. Regardless of whether you are the Great Ancestor Demon Emperor, you can pull one out if possible, and if you can cut a single hair, it is also a single hair.
The moment he realized his search for the Bell of Revelation was fruitless, before the feeling of confusion could dissipate, his body had already reacted. He abruptly turned and thrust Chang Si into the divine king who stood nearby!
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The golden lacquered wooden puppet's body, clothed in divine power's golden liquid, let out a painful hiss. Its surface burst open with cracks of light, and divine power poured out frantically.
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The balance of the body, painstakingly constructed by the esteemed Xuan Nan Gong, was shattered in an instant!
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This is the body of a God King capable of bearing the supreme divine status. The specific details of its physical structure must be grasped by the venerable ancestor Yu Zheng, who has already transcended. He alone, Xuan Nan Gong, cannot create the body of a divine being. His efforts are more about continuing Emperor Yuan Xi's layout, condensing the accumulation of tens of thousands of years in Wan Shen Hai and maintaining a delicate balance. This awaits the arrival of Ancestor Yu Zheng – it is precisely like this, with the possibility of collapse at any moment, so even a moment of distraction cannot be afforded.
It's unimaginable. Before Yu Zheng, the Great Ancestor's spirit could return and integrate into this body, before he even had time to choose a god position from the Divine Platform in the Ancient Imperial City and come over as an imperial decree, he was struck down by Jiang Wang's sword first.
For a moment, the gods on the Sealing Platform glared angrily, but they were restricted by the formation and couldn't act. Perhaps, Xuan Nan Gong ultimately couldn't bear to see his carefully laid plans spanning tens of thousands of years come to naught with the demise of the God King's body. One side focused his attention on guarding the God King's body, desperately trying to repair the cracks in its divine form. The other side gathered the divine will of all the gods, grasping the surging divine power, which instantly coalesced into a magnificent golden protector god!
Even though it's merely a manifestation of the divine, hastily formed and unable to devote itself fully to battle, commanding this body against a divine cultivator should still be manageable.
The Dharma Guardian General wielded a golden gourd hammer, striking Jiang Wang's chest the instant it condensed. It shattered his protective celestial treasure light and Xuan Tian琉璃功, crushing his breastbone.
The Great Qi golden melon warrior received the golden melon hammer.
All five internal organs were crushed, and the sternum was pressed against the spine!
The Tian Yao and Shen Lin's understanding of combat was on completely different levels, leaving no room for reaction. But with the support of the Eternal Jade, Jiang Wang, who was falling backwards, instantly healed his injuries and even let out rolling thunder sounds: "Zhao Yun Feng dog! If the skill in your hands were as powerful as your mouth, I, Jiang, would also not have flown here!"
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He exposed Jian Yingyang's secrets while bending down to attack him: "Dare you fight me one-on-one!"
He was familiar with the power of the canine sun, but the layers of the derivational path were unfathomable. He dared not approach even if it was just a straw man holding a wisp of fluff, let alone a temporary protector god gathered from thin air!
If Xuan Nan Gong hadn't manipulated the Dharma Protector General, Jian Ying Yang would have killed him. He was careless and gave Jiang Wang an opportunity to speak. Feeling embarrassed, Jian Ying Yang felt a surge of old and new grudges. His eyes turned red as he said, "None of you interfere! Within three moves, I will definitely kill this scoundrel!"
Whether it was sheer madness, or the allure of Zhiwen Bell and the Fountain of Eternal Youth, he dared to command Xuan Nan Gong and Ye Bodhisattva.
But when Jiang Wang in the flying swarm spoke, he set conditions and immediately shouted: "Are there no young and strong among the demon clan Why are all these old and weak ones coming Dare your new Heaven's Ranking King Lu Qiang to have a duel with me!"
At this time, the Seventh Son of the Deer had already flown towards the mountain path cliff, as if he hadn't heard.
The dog should not even consider paying any attention to Yang anymore. He snatched a glimmer from the Divine Sea and flung it forward, an arrow of light pouring down like rain! At this moment, there was no need to consider the truth of the Heavenly God's World at all. His primordial spirit also left his body, carrying immense power, and directly charged into Jiang Wang’s sea of primordial spirits.
The shattered palm strikes the Heavenly Gate, tearing apart the Six Desires Bodhisattva with bare hands. One foot crushes the Dragon of the Dao meridian to the ground, and with a casual push, the Divine Treasure Hall swings open!
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This ancient and solemn hall held no majesty before the true demonic primordial spirit.
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He strode in boldly, reaching out to seize Jiang Wang's spirit body.
At this very moment, the Heavenly Demon Altar is occupied by deities from the Myriad Gods Sea, with Xuan Nan Gong at its center. True Demon Hound Ying Yang and even Ye Bodhisattva are present on the mountain stage, but Ya Zhong hasn't found the old path to Feather Zhen.
Judging rationally, Jiang Wang had truly no need to resist. It was indeed hopeless....
All attempts have failed, all roads either severed or proven impassable. But still, let us try again, walk on.
I can't best Dog Yang, so I'll just cut him one more drop of blood. Even if I can't go home, it's better to take a step closer to home!
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Just as this whirlwind was raging, the world of souls had suffered successive defeats. Outside the realm of souls, Jiang Wang met with Kun Yingyang at the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods.
This should have been a fight to the death.
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As Yang said, if he went all out, he would be able to kill him within three moves. The battle between a true demon and a god should be like this.
At this juncture, the Wan Shen Hai, which had grown dim as the myriad deities were summoned to the Heavenly Demon Altar and their divine radiance was seized by the Yin Yang Dog, suddenly burst forth with golden light, resembling a scattering of stars.
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That golden hue, like the first rays of dawn, instantly reminded Yin of Xiong Sanshi and that moment when he fired the world's first shot!
Bear Sanshi is dead! Bear Sanshi is dead, and the world is now without Rao Bingzhang.
His soul had shattered in the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods, he truly died, death absolute.... But his intent with the gun remained!
In the final, silent and steadfast moments, he dispersed into the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods, leaving behind his last shot.
The last time I hid "myself" within "nothingness."
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Dying first and then hiding, therefore one can deceive even the most discerning eyes.
Because he truly died, unless you delve into the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods after his death.
He didn't know who his opponent would be.
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Perhaps a spider demon, perhaps a dog responding to the sun, perhaps a night bodhisattva. In any case, it is a demon creature.
He thought Jiang Wang was already dead, so he didn't expect anyone to bring him a message.
A gun is the soul of a hundred weapons.
The master said that using a gun has no retreat, no return, only going forward.
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He was merely a disciple of the renowned Qi army god, Jiang Mengxiong, and a junior brother of Chen Zeqing, the first strategist in the nine legions. He was also the senior brother of Ji Zhaonan, the first swordsman in Linzi... A proud son of Qi, destined to become a pillar of the state.
He comes to this world, he must leave something behind.
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If we leave nothing for the human race, let us leave something for the demon race.
At this moment, the Divine Sea was like a starry sea.
Just as Inuyō Yūki saw those golden rays, the sun had already risen in the east, thrusting forth a golden spear!
Crush all, illuminate all.
Instant belly-piercing!
That was the first shot in this world, and also the last shot. As if destined by fate, there is this cycle of reincarnation.
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This was the first shot that repelled Yin from striking the dog, and it was also the first to pierce him!
Without intention, without thought, without desire, without conception.
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No self....
Therefore, he was invincible.
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The Way of No-Self, this is the true transmission!
He who knows this gun, is not of this world...
It's okay.
If you ever come to the demon realm someday.
There is no one like me in the world...
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No need for me!nightingale's song.It seems that it wasn't her who threw Jiang Wang off the bed last night.Severely injured and weak, Jiang Wang seemed to be adrift at sea, relying on his water. It was soft, vast, bu...