Chapter 282
There is no saint in the world
Chapter 282 There is no saint in the world
Beneath the starry sky, an endless sea of thunder surges!
Zixia stands deep in the universe, battling several identical "selves".
These avatars are not mere illusions, but rather the ultimate manifestations of the Dao she created with the power of the world—each embodying only one Dao: space, time, destiny, human desire, fire…
They are all Zixia, yet they are not Zixia.
Each one has pushed a certain path to its limit, even touching the edge of "divine prohibition"!
Lightning flashed across the star field, battle aura roared, and the sounds of killing shook the heavens and the netherworld, illuminating the universe!
Zixia fought a bloody battle, her physical body shattering and reborn time and time again, her blood staining the void and reddening the remnants of stars.
But she gained a great deal—
It's like dozens of hers simultaneously cultivating, each specializing in a different path, and then proving the true meaning through a life-or-death battle.
Every match is a test of her own limits; every collision forces her to break through the barriers of her understanding!
The battle against different "selves" is an unprecedented wonder in the history of spiritual practice.
She could clearly see the strengths and weaknesses of each method, and could also gain sudden enlightenment about a glimmer of truth between life and death.
Invincible laws and terrifying doctrines are now raining down upon us!
In the end, all the incarnations vanished one by one, turning into ashes without leaving a trace.
But the heavenly tribulation has not yet ended!
Endless lightning continued to gather overhead, rumbling and shaking the entire shattered star field.
Zixia stood beneath the vast sky, calming her emotions, her gaze resolute.
She knew—this was just the beginning; the real test was yet to come.
"Kill them all!!!"
A desolate roar came from the edge of the universe, carrying the aura of the primordial era, as if it had traveled through the ancient times!
In an instant, the scene changed drastically—
She found herself in the middle of a vast battlefield, where heaven and earth were in chaos, thunder and fire mingled, and thousands of troops and horses galloped like a tide, the sounds of clashing swords and iron horses echoing through the ages!
Towering ancient palaces and grand halls stand amidst the turbulent waters, as if the ancient heavens have reappeared on earth.
She arrived at the celestial court before the beginning of time!
Zixia walked with firm steps, climbing the stairs leading to the Central Heavenly Palace.
Climbing the steps, we entered the empty and desolate main hall.
The dust in the hall remained undisturbed, and on the central throne, a hazy figure sat upright!
Her heart trembled violently.
That was the scene she failed to witness when she severed her path—
Alone, he sits through eternity, enduring endless loneliness. His figure is blurred, yet he seems to live and die with the universe, surrounded by galaxies that flow endlessly.
That is an unparalleled spirit that can encompass the vastness of the universe and rule over the past and present!
"Who are you?" Zixia asked, her voice echoing in the hall.
No one responded.
The next instant, the light and shadow slowly dissipated, as if it had never existed.
But in this moment of silence—
hum!
An ancient, simple cauldron emerged from the void, with three legs and two handles, its entire body a vibrant green, and inscribed with incomprehensible primordial Dao patterns.
As soon as it appeared, it rushed straight towards the Divine Mark Purple Gold Scroll above Zixia's head and collided violently!
Celestial light showered down, laws shattered, and the entire star field trembled!
"It's it... the Green Cauldron!" Zixia's pupils shrank, utterly shocked. "This is what it looked like when it first became a sacred artifact?!"
The clash of these two weapons is not merely a contest of weaponry, but a battle between two worlds!
One represents the newly emerging Dao Realm, while the other carries the will of the ancient times;
One is a new world opened up by the blood and flesh of a human heroine; the other is an immortal legacy left over from the primordial era! Lightning intertwined, the void collapsed in swathes, planets shattered, and galaxies fractured!
They collided repeatedly, causing the universe to wail as if it were about to be reborn!
I don't know how much time passed—
Everything finally returned to calm.
As the thunder receded and the battlefield vanished, only Zixia stood alone beneath the starry sky, her white robes stained with blood, her eyes as deep as an abyss.
The sage has reached the third level of heaven and broken through three barriers!
Anyone who witnessed this scene would be petrified on the spot.
For a sage, cultivation is fraught with difficulty, and it takes countless years to make even a single advancement. Yet, she broke through three levels in a single heavenly tribulation, a feat that defies the heavens!
"I don't know... how their talks went."
She whispered and took out a jade talisman given to her by Himeko—a teleportation artifact crafted with void array patterns.
With a pinch of his fingertips, the jade talisman shattered into powder.
……
The next instant, she appeared at the Heavenly Terrace of Yaochi.
As time and space shift and the seasons change, so too does the universe change.
The next instant, Zixia's figure appeared at the Heavenly Terrace of Yaochi. At this moment, the solemnity of Yaochi had long since faded, and wine and banquets were set up under the ancient trees, with laughter and chatter filling the air.
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi, Ji Zi, Ji Ziyue, Ye Fan, the Black Emperor, the Monkey, Li Heishui, the Dragon Horse, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion... old friends gathered together, along with a few unfamiliar ancient clans.
They did not leave, but waited for her return.
"You're finally back!" Black King was the first to jump up, his dog face full of smugness. "I told you she wouldn't die, why were you all so worried!"
Ji Ziyue rushed over, her eyes slightly red: "Sister, are you alright?" Zixia nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over everyone: "How did the Myriad Races Assembly go?"
"We still have to rely on this emperor!" The Black Emperor puffed out his chest, arrogant and haughty. "If it weren't for this emperor summoning the decree of the Great Emperor Wushi at the crucial moment, those ancient kings would still be grinding their teeth there right now!"
Let's rewind to a few days ago—
Just as the human race and the ancient race were locked in a stalemate, the large black dog suddenly leaped onto the high platform and spat out a sheet of golden paper that shone with dazzling light. In that instant, the aura of the supreme emperor swept across the Jade Pool, and several profound and obscure ancient characters appeared on the divine paper.
Auspicious colors descended from the heavens, and precious lotuses bloomed on the earth. Although there was no destructive slaughter, the overwhelming spiritual pressure, as vast as the ocean, sent chills down the spines of all the ancestral kings, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.
"The aura of an ancient emperor... The imperial decree has arrived?!" Even the Great Sage Hun Tuo and Gai Jiu You were alarmed and stepped out of the main hall together.
Amidst that blinding holy radiance, the Black Emperor stood like an unshakeable divine mountain, shamelessly looking down upon the assembled heroes: "Today, I reveal my true form—I am the Black Emperor, the guardian of the mountain under the Great Emperor Wushi!"
“It’s this one… Ancient records state that Emperor Wushi did indeed adopt a puppy in his later years.” Duan De’s comment from the crowd confirmed the Black Emperor’s identity.
The entire Jade Pool erupted in chaos. Despite their myriad grievances, the ancient races could only conceal their anger before the imperial decree.
"What are those characters?" an ancient king asked in astonishment. The Great Sage Hun Tuo, his face solemn, stood silently before the divine paper for a long time before finally managing to utter the four ancient characters that seemed to crush eternity:
"There are no saints in the world!"
With this, the human race and the ancient race finally reached a pact: it is better for the sage to go into seclusion and leave the world to the younger generation.
"Does that mean Fairy Zixia also has to go into seclusion? And what about the Black Emperor? Is Emperor Wushi really still alive?" a woman who didn't recognize Zixia asked.
The Black Emperor looked at the long, light blue hair before him and said angrily, "Fire Kirin! That's what I mean to your ancient race! But it's not to us humans. I'm talking about a kind of moral character. No one in the world can be a saint, and there is no perfect person in the world!"
"As for the Great Emperor! The Great Emperor Wushi was unparalleled in heaven and earth. He wanted to suppress the immortals, but he couldn't find them even after searching the nine heavens and ten earths. He was lonely for eternity. In the invincible river of time, I think he saw some immortals somewhere, so he disappeared, ascended to heaven, and went to another world." The black dog was already drunk, and some secrets began to be revealed without restraint.
The Yaochi Gathering quickly came to a close, and soon after, a shocking message spread throughout the five regions: there were no more saints in the world, and peace and tranquility would soon follow.
"Is this a sign of peace? I think it's the beginning of a blood-stained path. The bloodline of the ancient emperors? The children of the ancient emperors who survived the Dark Ages without loss are about to be born?!" Someone who had cultivated for a long time was the first to smell the blood.
(End of this chapter)