Chapter 1026
A Strange Encounter from Heaven!
Even a Nirvana God Realm ancestor is like an ant in front of the Alliance Leader!
Fang Qing's ruthless yet efficient and direct methods acted like the most potent stimulant and tranquilizer, instantly silencing any restless thoughts or last vestiges of hope within the Protectorate Alliance.
Rules are rules!
The law is the law!
In the face of this catastrophe that concerns the survival of all the heavens, individual greed and the interests of small groups must unconditionally submit to the overall interests and rules of the alliance.
After a brief period of silence, more efficient and orderly actions commenced.
The orders of Yang Qi, the messenger of light, and Huo Liao, the messenger of darkness, were carried out even more resolutely.
The nine guardian Dharma Kings and the twenty-four heavenly generals personally arrived at the forefront of their respective defense zones, their eyes like lightning, their divine senses sweeping across, supervising every legion and every celestial force.
Giant teleportation arrays lit up continuously, and treasures collected from various defense zones of the alliance—artifact fragments, ancient pills, strange ores, cultivation manuals, jade slips, and the remains of divine corpses—were neatly piled up in the huge square in front of the Alliance Leader's Hall and in designated warehouses in each core defense zone.
On the edge of the alliance, countless cultivators, immortals, and legion soldiers were truly like precise machine parts, their eyes fixed straight ahead, steadfastly guarding their posts.
Even if they watched a divine artifact radiating an alluring light fall right before their eyes, no one dared to reach out and take it. Instead, they immediately notified their superiors, and the nearby military formations captured, sealed, and handed it over according to procedure.
Condensing grand formations, constructing fortresses, strengthening defenses... all the work is proceeding in an orderly, efficient, and rapid manner.
The entire Guardian Alliance, like a steel behemoth that has quickly awakened from chaos and entered its best combat state, exudes a heart-stopping cohesion and discipline.
This is the power of the law! This is the power of rules!
Fang Qing finally established a vast and rigorous legal system and authority framework. This set of rules, like an invisible yet incredibly resilient "net," encompassed countless heroes, powerful figures, and tyrants from all the myriad realms and countless immortal realms, forcing them to act according to unified rules.
Now, the entire Guardian Alliance, from its core to its periphery, from its top to its bottom, exhibits an unprecedented level of cohesion and stability, as solid as an iron plate, invincible.
Fang Qing's divine sense swept across the Alliance, and he nodded slightly.
Immediately, his gaze fell upon the demon alliance area in the distance, separated from the alliance's defensive line and the chaotic currents.
In stark contrast to the orderly progress of the Protectorate Alliance, the Demon Alliance was in complete chaos.
Various robberies, fights, and bloodshed occurred one after another!
Countless powerful demons, ancient beasts, and vassal races fought fiercely for the treasure that fell from the sky, staining the sky with blood. Demonic energy, monster energy, and the stench of blood mingled together in a chaotic mess.
Clearly, they lack a strong core and strict rules to govern them.
Fang Qing understood that this chaos might incite the ferocity of some individuals in the short term, allowing them to seize more treasures, but in the long run, it would lead to severe internal strife and dispersed power, making it impossible to form a united force. In the face of potentially greater changes in the future, it would be utterly vulnerable.
At that moment, the ancient path to the divine, which stretched across the depths of chaos, began to tremble even more violently.
"Boom!!"
It was as if a terrifying behemoth that had slumbered for countless ages was awakening and struggling deep within the ancient road, trying to break through it.
Large chunks of chaotic fragments peeled off and fell from both sides of the ancient road and even from the roadbed itself.
These fragments of chaos are not ordinary chaotic air currents, but chaotic continents that have been solidified for countless billions of years, containing ultimate chaotic ancient energy and rules of destruction.
Each falling piece was like a super-star exploding, carrying devastating power as it crashed in all directions.
This was truly a scene of the sky collapsing, an apocalyptic spectacle.
"despair!!"
A massive, incredibly thick fragment of chaos, hundreds of times the size of an ordinary immortal realm, hurtled down violently towards the central area of the Guardian Alliance's defensive line.
Its coverage area is enough to completely annihilate dozens of mid-level immortal realms!
However, just as this fragment of chaos was about to crash into the heavens above the immortal realm, shout, "Activate the array!!"
At a single command, the massive defensive formation composed of dozens of immortal beings beneath that area was instantly activated.
Countless dazzling rays of immortal light, divine runes, and chains of laws soared into the sky, weaving together a net of light that blotted out the sun and steadily held up the destructive fragment of chaos.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The defensive array operated at full power, transforming into countless giant torrents of energy and blades of law, constantly bombarding, weakening, and disintegrating that fragment of chaos.
It lasted for more than an hour before the terrifying fragment of chaos was finally shattered, turning into countless small pieces of chaotic stone and pure chaotic ancient energy, which were scattered and carefully collected and sealed away by the surrounding military formations.
This is also a valuable resource.
"Alliance Leader!"
The Dharma King in charge of that defense zone reported via emergency communication, "The destructive shock of that ancient road to the gods is becoming more and more violent! There must be an unimaginable behemoth about to descend from the depths of the ancient road, or even from the realm of gods."
This change is no small matter; it's an incredible stroke of luck! If we can obtain this opportunity, the Guardian Alliance will surely be able to unify the entire Immortal Realm and completely overwhelm the Future World!
"Yes! Alliance Leader! This matter must be planned carefully! If something of this energy level comes out and falls into the wrong hands, our Guardian Alliance will be in grave danger! This energy is almost beyond that of a god! Could it be that a true god is about to descend?"
Inside the Alliance Leader's Hall, the divine projections of several core Dharma Kings and Divine Generals spoke with a mixture of excitement and unease.
“A real god? Does that mean we all have to obey his commands? In our time, there can be no god. If a god were to appear, we would all be enslaved.”
Other, more conservative projections of the ancestors showed worried expressions, and their voices trembled slightly.
The power of the gods is depicted as terrifying in many legends; they are beings of a higher level than "immortality," completely beyond the comprehension and resistance of their time.
Fang Qing's body was enveloped in chaotic energy, and his gaze pierced through the palace, staring directly into the depths of the increasingly violent Ancient Path to Divinity.
He slowly shook his head, his voice calm yet carrying a certainty of insight into the essence of things.
"I feel that this change in the divine realm is not because a god is about to descend. More likely, something that is enough to change the entire landscape of our era is about to descend. Once it descends, whoever obtains it will be able to control the changes and direction of the entire era. It should be a... treasure, or rather, a divine artifact."
His words sent a jolt through everyone in the hall.
Not a god, but something capable of changing the course of history? What kind of extraordinary existence must that be?
The source of that violent tremor, the shadow of that colossal creature, became increasingly clear.
Deep within the ancient road to the divine, amidst the endless churning and boiling of chaotic ancient energy, a colossal shadow, indescribably enormous and possessing an ancient, dark hue, was slowly approaching.
Every slight tremor, even the slightest aftershock, would cause the Ancient Road to shake violently, shaking down all sorts of things that had accumulated over countless eras—divine artifacts, magical treasures, elixirs, corpses… as if dust were being shaken off.
What's falling now is probably just a drop in the ocean compared to this behemoth itself.
The real treasure is about to appear!
Finally, the black shadow that slowly flew out from the ancient road to the gods gradually became clear.
Once it truly begins to break free from the constraints of the ancient road, the surrounding chaotic ancient energy surges and churns violently in all directions, like a lake surface thrown in by a boulder!
Amidst the turbulent winds and clouds, countless ancient beast lairs and ancient cultivation sites hidden deep within the chaos were directly overturned and destroyed by this terrifying shockwave.
It was as if a super planet had suddenly fallen into the boundless ocean, triggering a devastating tsunami and impact!
Humans appear so small and fragile in the face of the great power of nature!
"It's a tomb! What a huge tomb!!"
When the outline of the dark figure became fully visible, countless powerful figures who witnessed this scene couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
It was an enormous tomb, entirely constructed of some kind of black divine stone of indeterminate material, its surface covered with ancient and mysterious patterns and inscriptions.
It stands majestically like a suspended dark star field, exuding an aura of deathly silence and desolation that chills the soul, yet also containing endless secrets and power.
This tomb is the source of the tremors that caused the ancient road to the gods to tremble and spew out countless treasures.
Whose tomb is it?
What kind of beings are buried inside?
And why did it fall from the end of the ancient road to the gods?
Countless questions instantly filled the minds of every witness. At this moment, a delicate and tense standoff had formed around the colossal divine tomb that was about to descend completely, involving the Guardian Alliance, the Future World, the Demon Alliance, and many reclusive powerhouses and ancient races drawn from various eras and corners of the world.
Fang Qing appeared here.
Just as he stood still and scanned his surroundings with his divine sense.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several figures with ancient and powerful auras, completely different from those of the current immortal era, appeared in this area from different directions.
Some of them wore animal skins with primitive totems carved on their bodies, some were shrouded in the mists of time, their faces obscured, while others exuded a strong aura of ancient demons.
These are experts who have traveled through time from the "past era." The anomalies on the Ancient Road to Divinity and the arrival of the Divine Tomb have also attracted them here.
One of the experts from the Primordial Faction was particularly eye-catching.
He was dressed in ancient animal skins, and his bare chest and arms were covered with mysterious ancient tattoos.
The tattoo was not of an ordinary beast, but rather an interweaving of patterns from many world planes, with a bright moon and a blazing sun shining in the center, exuding a majestic aura of ruling over all heavens and controlling day and night.
His aura was as deep and solid as a mountain, yet it also carried a primal wildness and domineering nature, clearly indicating that he was an outstanding figure from a powerful race or lineage in ancient times.
This ancient master's gaze was like lightning, scanning the surroundings before finally settling on Fang Qing, whose aura was the most profound and who was subtly at the center of the many forces present.
He took a step, causing the space to ripple slightly, and he was already not far from Fang Qing. He spoke, his voice loud and clear like a bell, carrying a sense of condescending scrutiny.
"You are the leader of the current Immortal Dao Era?"
Fang Qing remained calm, meeting the other's gaze, and said indifferently, "That's right, I am Fang Qing, the leader of the Protectorate Alliance. Who are you? What figure are you from the Primordial Era? What are your intentions in arriving in our era?"
"I, 'Ming Chao Xi,' come from the ancient 'Ming Wang Realm'."
The ancient expert said arrogantly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "I wanted to see what the Immortal Dao Era after our ancient era is like. But after seeing it, I am greatly disappointed! It is truly a time when heroes are absent, allowing even a nobody to rise to fame. You have actually become the supreme leader of the entire Immortal Dao Alliance? It seems that this era is indeed experiencing a decline in fortune and a scarcity of talent."
His words were blunt, full of contempt for the contemporary immortal path and questioning of Fang Qing's status as "alliance leader".
In his view, the ancient era was the golden age when powerful figures emerged and qigong flourished. Although he couldn't quite see through the aura of this so-called "alliance leader," he was probably just a monkey in the mountains where there were no tigers.
Upon hearing this, Fang Qing showed no anger on his face, but merely smiled faintly, his eyes shimmering with a chaotic, primordial light, and calmly replied, "Times change, and the laws of nature naturally evolve. There were laws in ancient times, and there are laws in this world as well. As for whether someone is a hero or not, it is not a matter of debate. If you are not convinced, you are welcome to try."
"Give it a try? Hahaha! Just what I wanted! Enough talk, take this!"
Ming Chaoxi laughed wildly and made his move without warning!
Suddenly, his body swayed slightly, and his aura instantly became ethereal and unpredictable!
All the people saw was a flash of his figure, and immediately, with him as the center, the surrounding void seemed to ripple with countless overlapping waves.
Those were the shadows of parallel universes and dimensional planes constantly being born, dying, overlapping, and fluctuating, while his body, at this moment, seemed to instantly leap out of the constraints of the current universe, no longer within the Three Realms, beyond the Five Elements, difficult to lock onto, difficult to capture.
This is an extremely sophisticated movement technique and spatial application, which incorporates the profound understanding of multiple universes and dimensional travel from the ancient times!
"Shh!"
The next moment, Ming Chaoxi's figure appeared strangely in front of Fang Qing, less than three feet away. His right index and middle fingers were joined together, forming a sword finger. Without any fancy moves, yet extremely fast, he pointed down and killed Fang Qing's brow.
As soon as the finger was pointed out, an extraordinary phenomenon occurred.
From the tips of his fingers, an extremely terrifying rotating force was generated, seemingly capable of stirring up all the myriad paths of the heavens and overturning all order.
Within that power, countless tiny lightning bolts, flames, frost, and gales... all sorts of illusory images of heavenly tribulations and disasters could be vaguely seen spinning and converging wildly.
The crackling and popping sounds were incessant, as if his finger held all the tribulations that a complete universe had experienced from its birth to its destruction!
"What? This is... the legendary 'God's Weeping Finger of Calamity'!"
In the distance, an ancient relic, also from the Primordial Era and possessing vast knowledge, cried out in shock and disbelief!
"That's right! Legend has it that this finger technique was created by an incredible great god in the 'Ancient God Era,' which is even more ancient than the Primordial Era! This finger technique has ten levels, and it is said that the power of the first level is equivalent to the power of the divine tribulation that the ancient gods had to undergo when they were promoted to 'lower gods'!"
"Impressive! The experts of the Mingwang Realm are indeed impressive! With just this set of finger techniques, they are already invincible. It's a pity that this era of immortals is too decadent; we can't even find a decent expert."
Some experts from the same ancient era were discussing among themselves in the distance, their words filled with pride in the ancient times and disdain for the immortal path of the present.
They looked down on the people of this immortal world. As soon as they arrived, they assumed that qigong had declined and that everyone was as weak as a chicken, at the mercy of others.
Faced with this terrifying finger strike that could make even the gods weep, Fang Qing's expression remained calm as still water.
He didn't even take a step back, nor did he unleash any powerful defensive abilities.
Just as that fingertip, imbued with endless calamities, was about to touch his brow, he also raised his right hand, extending his index finger.
This finger strike had no fancy phenomena, no terrifying aura of calamity, and not even a powerful energy fluctuation.
It looks so ordinary, like a finger casually extended by an ordinary person.
However, all the powerful individuals present who had reached a certain level of cultivation felt their hearts tighten the moment that finger was extended!
An indescribable sense of danger and terror instantly gripped their souls!
That is the manifestation of the origin of "Tao"!
"Boom!"
A faint, almost negligible, cracking sound.
The tips of two fingers touched gently together.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
The next instant—
As soon as Ming Chaoxi's incredibly powerful "Divine Lament World Calamity Finger," which contained divine tribulations, touched Fang Qing's fingertip, the madly spinning, all-destroying calamity power seemed to encounter absolute "emptiness" and "nothingness"!
All the lightning, flames, frost, and gales... those condensed phantoms of heavenly tribulation and destructive energy, without even causing a ripple, were completely annihilated and dissipated without a sound.
Fang Qing's seemingly ordinary finger strike, after shattering all of the opponent's attacks, still retained its momentum and gently touched Ming Chaoxi's two fingers together.
"Crack!"
A crisp, teeth-grinding cracking sound rang out.
Ming Chaoxi's two fingers, which had been cultivated for countless millennia and were harder than divine metal, enough to shatter stars, actually twisted strangely and broke under this seemingly casual touch.
"what--!"
Ming Chaoxi let out a painful yet incredulous groan. His entire right arm trembled violently from the indescribable force that had penetrated his body. He involuntarily staggered back dozens of steps, each step leaving a deep dent in the air.
His face turned deathly pale instantly, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and the arrogance and disdain in his eyes when he looked at Fang Qing were gone, replaced by boundless shock, fear and a trace of confusion.
How can it be? !
Although he had only cultivated his "Divine Lament: World Calamity Finger" to the third level, its power was already enough to shake or even severely injure many half-immortal powerhouses from the ancient era.
How could his attack be broken so effortlessly, and in a way he couldn't even comprehend? What kind of supernatural power was that finger strike?!
Not only Ming Chaoxi, but all the powerful figures around who witnessed this scene, whether they were experts from the ancient era, observers from the future world, or powerful figures from the Demon Clan Alliance and other forces, were all plunged into an extreme shock and deathly silence.
Those ancient masters who were just discussing how powerful the ancient times were and how the modern world was declining, now stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, their disdain and arrogance instantly freezing into disbelief, shock, and bewilderment!
"This...this is..."
An ancient relic swallowed hard, his voice dry as he struggled to utter a complete sentence.
Fang Qing slowly withdrew her finger, her expression remaining calm, as if she had just done something insignificant.
His gaze swept over all the powerful figures from the "past era" present, finally landing on Ming Chaoxi, whose face was pale and whose fingers were still trembling.
"This move is called 'Heavenly Origin Strike'."
Fang Qing spoke calmly, his voice not loud, yet clearly reaching everyone's ears, "It is neither some ancient divine technique nor some ancient secret. Rather, it is a strike that I have taken as its foundation, primordial chaos as its guide, and fused with the power of all the myriad paths of the heavens, simplifying the complex and returning to the original state. I do not seek extraordinary phenomena, nor do I seek to befall me with calamities; I only take that one point of the most fundamental, the purest, and the most concentrated power and Dao."
Heavenly Strike!
Chaos and primordial chaos, returning to simplicity and authenticity!
They were also exceptionally brave! (End of Chapter)