Chapter 1407
Looking Up and Down
Chapter 1407 Looking Up and Down
The entire region was shaken.
Even though the Star of Cultivation had been obscured and the entire Changhuai Mountain had abandoned this emperor, the young man still stood on the ground, raising his long sword high. The wound on his chest only emitted a purple-gold stream of energy, which was breathtaking.
Cultivating one's nature through breathing exercises and consuming dew and rosy clouds are ancient ways of cultivating immortality. Drinking dew refers to the essence of the five elements, consuming rosy clouds refers to the balance of yin and yang, breathing refers to the spirit of heaven and earth, and nature refers to returning to one's own body.
The foundation of all Taoist practices lies in the human body and life. The human body is regarded as the first truth, the beginning of the moral compass, and the mechanism of the twelve qi. The human body and the Dharma body are two different things and should not be confused with purple gold.
For this reason, Qi cultivators cherish the human body extremely, and True Qi cultivators, even more so than those with the difficult-to-heal Purple Qi, prioritize the physical body above all else. They are blessed with divine destiny and possess various mystical abilities that others cannot obtain, but these taboos are also more fatal to them.
Just like Master Yangfeng Qi Lanyan, who plotted against Li Zhouwei at Xianhu, intending to defeat Mingyang and then return to his cave forever so that Mingyang would have no chance to retaliate... these people also have weaknesses that are different from others.
Even if the current Shu emperor were to risk his life to activate his power, his aura would gradually decline over time, just like the drifting smoke of water and fire. Li Zhouwei only needs to wait, and the other party will gradually weaken.
But he was unwilling to wait.
He was unwilling to miss the peak of the Shu Emperor's supernatural powers, nor did he want time to easily pass and bring about changes, and he was even more unwilling to lose the initiative in this great battle.
Then Mingyang charged down!
A satisfied smile flashed in the young man's eyes. A surge of purple-gold light flowed in from all directions, converging on the jade sword in his hand. He said:
"The True Qi of Heavenly Martial Gods and Demons has two great paths: one is the Immortal Guest Who Embraces Stone and Inserts Feathers, and the other is the True King Who Establishes the Kingdom with Gods and Demons. Even Heavenly Martial Gods were just a hermit emperor before he attained enlightenment and established his kingdom."
"Now, let King Wei see it too."
The purple-gold color gathered on his jade sword, and the boy's figure grew taller. The bright sunlight that shone on him no longer dissolved his true qi, but was instead cut in two by the sharp sword energy.
However, his figure was no longer so ethereal and unpredictable. Darkness enveloped the earth, and the boy raised his hand without warning, his five fingers loosely clenched.
The next instant, the golden bracelet appeared.
【Qianyang Bracelet】!
The golden bracelet swayed incessantly, as if it left endless afterimages in his hand, yet could not escape from his palm. The boy remained motionless, and amidst the crimson sky, another royal sword descended from the heavens.
"Clang!"
As the two swords clashed, the surging purple-gold energy seemed to be contained. The white Qilin stared at him, and one could vaguely see the rolling water and fire on its body, but the brilliance was even more evident in the four halos behind it.
Four of the six wheels have been obtained.
The most difficult part of the "Heavenly Gods' Punishment and Slaughter" is the fourth Emperor Light, which has two colors. If you encounter an ordinary opponent, the Emperor Light is "Owl," and the opponent needs to experience the life-and-death crisis of Mingyang before being shocked and shaken.
However, Li Zhouwei's condensation of this light is a "paradoxical force," which is much simpler in comparison—the bright sun is paradoxical, and the force is contrary to the bright sun.
At this moment, reversing the true qi to kill the emperor is precisely a contradiction of the bright sun!
At this moment, the boy must hold his sword with both hands to stand firm in front of the white qilin and make it difficult to advance any further. However, if he takes a step back, he will be met with utter defeat.
The dark world behind the white Qilin was slowly tilting, the huge setting sun sank, and a touch of blood finally quietly appeared on the high horizon.
The crimson color paused for a moment, then quickly approached at an ever-increasing speed, like tears, slowly cutting across the entire world.
The destructive light of the setting sun!
The world is in turmoil; the king is about to assassinate the emperor!
This radiance not only received an additional 40% blessing from the four imperial wheels, but also stood at the pinnacle of the world's atmosphere and momentum. The entire national fortune of Western Shu was destroyed by it, becoming a sacrifice to this blood-red light!
"Boom!"
An endless sea of blood suddenly appeared.
A crimson hue enveloped the boy, his purple-gold radiance churning and surging, only to be suppressed time and again by the crimson light. The boy held two fingers to his lips, his eyes tightly shut, unable to move.
The white qilin has already sheathed its sword.
He stood in the sky, the three yang fire-controlling light gathered on his face receding. He put his hands behind his back and quietly gazed at the boy below. The entire sea of blood began to churn, and layer upon layer of palace chambers rose from it.
"Emperor's View of the Yuan Dynasty"!
The sky shimmered, the east shone brightly, and thousands of doors and windows opened in response. The golden and black palace gates slammed shut, and heavenly soldiers stood on both sides. The Emperor looked down from above, surveying the universe.
Emperor Ming observed the Yuan Dynasty.
Li Zhouwei had been fighting him for a long time, but he had never seen this supernatural power manifest. Not only was he not confident of completely killing him, but the dazzling martial arts star in the sky was also very likely to be in cahoots with this chosen one and had broken his supernatural power.
Li Zhouwei never underestimated the young man before him. The rolling sea of blood had not yet receded, and the palaces had just surrounded him when the heavenly gate that reached the sky crashed down!
"Visiting the Heavenly Gate".
This Heavenly Gate represents the achievements of Emperor Wei after he became emperor. It suppresses Daoist immortals and cultivators, with the intention of removing their crowns and clipping their feathers!
The blood-red light of the setting sun, aided by the imminent demise of the Shu Kingdom and the impending upheaval of the world, could not yet break through the purple-gold aura. Yet, its infinitely powerful radiance finally began to tremble beneath the Heavenly Gate.
Before this overwhelmingly grand Heavenly Gate, the aura, like a biased evil fire, retreated to both sides. The boy's body suddenly sank, his tightly closed eyes opened, and two drops of bloody tears slid down his cheeks.
Tianwu Ningzuo was a loyal subject bestowed with a title by the Wei emperor.
The overwhelming power pressed down, causing his physical body, which was fused with the purple-gold flames, to tremble. Cracks appeared one after another on his head, and at the same time, the heavy gray mist shattered.
The boy's gaze was no longer fixed on the clouds in the sky, but rather on the distant horizon. His pupils reflected the dark cave, and within it, the gray currents of energy that surged forth and scattered like blood, responding simultaneously to his injuries…
'Qingtang because…'
A smile played on his lips, as he let the numerous cracks appear on his face, gazing at the distant horizon, and said:
"The Heavenly Gate Technique is indeed a divine power... its reputation is well-deserved."
Having arrived here and standing in this imperial palace, he no longer holds the title of a ruler of a nation; he seems to be merely an ordinary person cultivating his inner strength, awaiting judgment in the palace.
But killing him is not easy.
No matter how much the boy cultivated his inner energy, he was still a chosen one born of the metal element. If he hadn't been captured by Changhuai Mountain back then, he would have become a demon wandering freely in the void.
That gold piece was handled so perfectly.
If a cultivator of the Purple Mansion Golden Core Path accidentally obtains the Golden Nature, they can make various preparations, reincarnate, and face all sorts of troubles, and it is even possible for this thing to escape... The one who helped the boy deal with the Golden Nature was a True Lord, a great cultivator in the late Golden Core stage.
He himself is the true spirit born from Jin Xing's previous life, without relying on anything else or being touched by the souls of others. He is destined to be incarnated by Tianwu and is illuminated by the light of the Martial Star.
Even if his body is completely shattered, the golden essence to which his true spirit is bound will awaken him with the aid of the Cultivation Star, allowing him to ride the golden essence to travel the world, find refuge elsewhere, or sense the radiance and seek to become a Purple Gold cultivator again...
To put it bluntly, if the Martial Star were still shining upon him at this moment, the young man could even transform into a Purple Gold cultivator in an instant, without having to walk the arduous and unfinished path of Qi cultivation, and step into the peak of the Purple Mansion in one step!
Having overcome the weaknesses of the human body, he will only become stronger than he is now!
Now that the stars no longer shine on him, he still has countless ways to escape as long as he stops worrying about his own fate.
Behind the white Qilin in the sky, there were already four beams of imperial light. A thick killing intent was brewing in this world. The world outside the supernatural powers was changing, and it seemed that there were noble beings slowly confronting each other.
The white Qilin stretched out its hand.
His platinum eyes shimmered in the heavens and earth, even dimming the colors of Emperor Guanyuan. A halo of light shone behind him, layer upon layer, with gold, purple, white and red alternating and reflecting each other.
At this moment, the tide has turned!
The fifth beam of imperial light appeared!
[Imperial Edict].
The "Heavenly Gods' Punishment and Slaughter" technique appears to be the fusion of six imperial lights, requiring overcoming numerous obstacles. However, in actual practice, it only requires condensing the first four imperial lights.
Because the fifth imperial light [decree] is the enemy within 'Emperor's Observation of the Origin', and the sixth is even more direct, which is my holding of 'Brightness of the World'!
If the white qilin is willing, it will only take a moment.
Therefore, although this technique seems complicated, the key lies in the fourth Emperor Light. If it were to face a White Qilin with perfected Bright Sun, it would only be a matter of fear!
As Li Zhouwei raised his hand, the five beams of imperial light that reached the heavens and the earth suddenly moved. He put two fingers together in front of him, and the spot of gold paint started to dance again, flashing at his fingertips.
At this moment, the gold paint seemed to be illuminated by colorful light, casting five overlapping shadows, and boundless darkness enveloped the entire divine power.
This darkness was not the darkness of having no light at all, but rather the golden lacquer in the very center that swallowed all the colors, with swirling light gathering within it, before the cold and majestic voice could be heard.
"Imperial Edict".
"Those who defy Xuan Yang will be punished with death!"
And so the little bit of gold paint on the fingertip disappeared.
Also vanished were the five beams of imperial light that stretched to the heavens and the earth behind the white Qilin. The dark darkness locked everything above, below, left, and right, severing the void, cutting off all connections, and sealing the boy like amber within the 'Imperial View Origin'.
"Tick."
Darkness and silence prevailed.
The Heavenly Gate and the Purple Flame were gone. In the darkness, only two people looked at each other across the distance. The White Qilin stood high above, while the boy below wanted to speak, but the complex emotions in his eyes slowly solidified.
This young man, who had spent his entire life confined to the deep palace, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Martial Golden Nature, and who had never left the land of Shu, seemed to have nothing to say, for reasons unknown. Finally, he moved his lips and said:
"I...the Emperor of Shu calls..."
"Qingting".
"Boom!"
The purple-gold light shattered like a waterfall, and the emperor beloved by the martial arts star turned into flowing water in the brilliant light of the sky. The pale white talisman that shimmered on his body and the purple-gold flames that reached the heavens and the earth all dissipated like smoke in this punishment.
It was as if a string connecting heaven and earth had snapped, causing the entire sky to churn. The spiritual energy of Shu flowed wildly, and a crisp cracking sound echoed in the ears of every cultivator in Shu.
Both body and soul were destroyed.
Cultivators of all ages raised their heads, feeling a deep sorrow. Low sobs began to spread throughout the surrounding area, and the streaks of light flying in the sky hesitated and stopped halfway.
Bright sunlight enveloped the sky, dimming the Xiuwu Star that everyone saw. The star began to tremble, its colors flickering, and was then obscured by clouds, as a torrential downpour of white rain poured down.
Xiuwu wept, and the true qi vanquished the nation.
At this moment, even the brilliant starlight was obscured. Explosions echoed from within the palace, and unseen purple flames surged forth from all directions, sweeping across the ruins and leaping across the palace lanterns. The sky was no longer white, but only endless gold…
"Clang!"
The crystal-clear jade sword, like a soaring dove, gently flipped in the air and fell from the sky. With a violent clang, the imperial sword was once again stuck in the bridge, swaying slightly before the inner gate, as if weeping, echoing the broken sword on the opposite bank of the bridge.
The man in black robes in the sky remained standing quietly, lost in thought.
The tattered black robes fluttered up from the scattered ruins and landed on him again, like growing unicorn scales, covering his naked upper body one by one. He looked at the white suppressed under the sky, and watched them soar into the sky, transforming into endless, mournful, weeping water, fire, and cranes.
Whether it was Jin Yi or Chang Huai, was it a standoff? Or was it simply that they didn't have time to make a move? This emperor, like shattered jade, dissipated like smoke under the light of punishment.
'This is merely one of the Six Principles of Mingyang, which shows the power of Mingyang back then... and how desperate the other six kingdoms, as its adversaries, must have felt.'
Back then, not all six kingdoms had a True Lord standing on their side. Even if they did, they probably could only shrink back and remain silent. How could those kings, generals, and geniuses of various countries not be afraid when facing the White Qilin who had reached the Great Perfection of the Bright Sun?
After that moment of fear, both body and soul were destroyed!
He simply stood in the sky, feeling an invisible, chilling power envelop his body. Thousands of rays of light gathered in his heart, and scorching air gushed from his lips and teeth, transforming into scattered purple flames in the sky.
The white Qilin stepped forward, turned around, and gazed at the magnificent mountains and rivers in the sky, as if stating something extremely ordinary:
"Shu was a fiefdom that Xiuwu usurped by usurping our territory."
The stars dimmed, he said:
"Now we will burn their temples, destroy their country, confiscate their land, seize their territory, capture their rulers and behead their generals, as if weeding up grass and trees, breaking through the passes and seizing immortals, as if slaughtering a flock of sheep, to show the world that if I do not cherish them, the country cannot stand; if I do not attack, the throne will not be easily taken away. All spirits will see this, and all subjects will look up to me. All countries and states that submit to me will be the first to rebel."
All the auras converged on him, and at this moment, it seemed as if he was the only one left in the world. Whether it was the mountain spirit or the palace hanging in the sky, they all had to avoid his soaring aura!
Using the power of a nation as medicine for cultivation and the master of a true realm as a stepping stone for advancement, a surging aura, accompanied by terrifying clouds covering the sky as true qi falls, enveloped his body. Even the most supreme and precious gold in this world could not surpass Mingyang today.
"Emperor's View of the Origin" - [Emperor Ming's Mysterious Observation of Power and Divine Abilities]
Today, all spirits bow in reverence; the task is complete!