Chapter 1411
Momentum Formed
Chapter 1411 Momentum Formed
"Tick-tock..."
The sound of fine, dense rain echoed through the heavens and earth. The surrounding area was completely divided by the falling light of true qi. The trees were green and blue under the light, while the dark areas were as dark as ink. As far as the eye could see, there was no color left.
The void was mottled, and the man had to walk from the mortal world. From afar, he saw the towering black flames, like a dark night enveloping the capital, leaping and thrashing about menacingly.
He walked through the ruins, silently stepped into the black sea of fire, and arrived at the familiar Azalea Bridge. He quickly stopped, looked down, and saw the broken sword.
He reached out and gently pulled the sword out, gripping the hilt with one hand and running his other hand along the blade with two fingers together, looking at the golden characters.
[To repay with military force].
This made the man close his eyes immediately. He remembered that Chi Xuan, originally a commoner cultivator who killed without hesitation, was later persuaded by the emperor himself to become a representative of righteous merit...
He had often sought his guidance on the Way of Jade Truth and had been taken in as a disciple. He was able to maintain a balance between the emperor and the Qing clan and had an extremely keen sense of the situation. He died here because he never intended to live.
He sheathed the sword again, raised his head, and looked over the wall, his gaze landing on the King's Sword on the other side.
Two jade swords, one tall and one short.
Wu Rong sighed.
He stepped across the bridge, bowed silently to the royal sword, and his cloth shoes had already crossed the bridge and entered the ruins.
This emperor certainly deserved his guilt. As Qing Jifang's confidant and one of the few people in the entire Shu region who knew the inside story, Wu Gan had watched this child grow up and see him occasionally and weakly hinting to him that he hoped to gain Wu Gan's service.
It was precisely because it was impossible that Wu Qian found it even more difficult to face him. Everything that happened now was unexpected, yet perfectly reasonable.
In a daze, he had already become deeply involved.
It was dark all around.
It was as if some giant beast was dozing in the flames, every inch of the black fire breathing rhythmically, pattering against the robes of this great master, bringing a tingling, dangerous feeling.
Without realizing it, he found himself standing amidst the swirling sandstorm.
He stepped over the original front hall, crossed the rugged ground, and finally saw the scene inside the imperial palace.
The billowing black flames had coalesced into a grotesque palace, with six pillars reaching into the sky, supporting the endless darkness. A massive setting sun stood deep within the palace, seemingly about to fill the entire field of vision.
A huge creature was lying on the blood-red ground.
This beast resembles neither a wolf nor a tiger. It is extremely large, lying prone on the ground, its body covered with dense scales, each the size of a human head, shining like the sun, and humming gently as if breathing.
The enormous beast head rested on its two claws, and the scales on its neck covered its face, sharp and long, exuding an explosive sense of power. As you looked up, you could see a pair of long horns that looked like jade, and its eyes were gently closed, as if it were fast asleep.
Wu Gan was not a short-sighted person—quite the opposite. As Qing Tangyin's confidant, a Grand Master who rose from humble beginnings to his current position, he had an extremely broad perspective. Yet, even though he was prepared, he still forgot to breathe when he stood in this grand hall…
He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over the colossal beast and landing on the even higher throne behind him, standing in the setting sun. The man in black robes was sitting cross-legged, one hand supporting his face, his eyes closed in deep thought.
'White Qilin...'
All of this seems like an ancient painting condensed between antiquity and vastness, captivating the viewer and making time stand still.
Wu Mu stared blankly upwards, the hand hovering in the air beside him for several breaths before slowly falling down and gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.
In that instant, endless darkness descended.
The sun has set.
Then, the giant beast's eye on the ground lit up.
Those two demonic eyes were like two bright golden plates, not flashing excessively, but staring straight at him. Wu Rong did not meet the gaze of this giant beast; he raised his head and gazed at the sky.
There was also a pair of golden ones there, calmly and condescendingly scrutinizing the scene.
This great master of the Jade True Path, a cultivator who has faced countless crises throughout his cultivation but has never shown fear, suddenly began to breathe heavily. He seemed unable to reconcile the person before him with Li Zhouwei, whom he had seen in Dalingchuan years ago.
Wu Rong closed his eyes with difficulty and said:
"Congratulations, King Wei."
But the person from the sky didn't say much, nor did he show any joy at his words. Instead, he spoke calmly:
"Is it worth it, Great Master?"
Wu Rong took a deep breath, his five fingers gripping the hilt of his sword tightening, and said:
“Uncle Qing… has done me a great favor.”
He acknowledged it, his face devoid of any further expression. He calmly raised his head, looked up at the sky, and smiled:
"I know that father and son are not good people. Qingji Fang levies exorbitant taxes and makes decisions arbitrarily, overstepping the emperor's authority. He has caused the deaths of many officials in the Purple Palace, and the number of people harmed by his chaotic rule is countless..."
"I also know that, in essence, it wasn't King Wei who ruined Uncle Qing; it was his own fault. He benefited from the falsehood but also suffered the consequences of the falsehood..."
He smiled and said:
"But now, my two sons have entered the grotto heavens with the Dao lineage, and their chance to attain Dao has also perished with the fall of this emperor. My benefactor's future is ruined, and the disciple I finally had has foolishly stood in front of the King of Wei..."
"As for me, the master... to say that I would forgive and forget and humble myself in front of others, I think about it carefully and realize that I am not capable of doing it."
Wu Rong sighed and finally drew his sword!
A thick burst of red and white light erupted forth!
In an instant, his figure pierced through the endless darkness, rushing to the front of the King of Wei. The towering jade cliff replaced the setting sun, locking the person in front of him. The long sword, like a fleeting afterimage, fell down on his head.
"Clang!"
The strike came to an abrupt halt.
The person in front of him stretched out two fingers and clamped them between them. The thin blade was firmly embedded between his two fingers as if it were suppressed by a mysterious mountain, unable to escape.
The young man stood up, letting Wu Meng's supernatural powers circulate freely. His face remained expressionless as he took a step forward.
Wu Rong suddenly moved, his supernatural powers soaring into the sky like a ray of light, but within the 'Azure Jade Cliff,' within the supernatural power that enveloped the ground and imprisoned his enemies, he was forced to take a step back.
The great master felt as if thunder had struck his heart.
Similar to the Heavenly Gate, the Jade Cliff has the divine effect of being as fast as lightning and locking onto all directions. Although it is not as extreme as the Heavenly Gate in its specialization of suppression, it always gains the upper hand whenever its supernatural power is unleashed…
But before he could think any further, the dense darkness had already broken through the supernatural power, and the rolling black flames all retreated back into the man's body. The halberd flew from the ground as if it were alive, and was firmly grasped in Li Zhouwei's palm.
Wu Zhen's expression became even more intriguing. He realized that even he, a great master, couldn't understand how "Red Arrowhead" had escaped. He only knew that the opponent's terrifying aura was getting closer and closer to him. For some reason, he remembered the last words of the monk Guang Chan from back then.
'The White Qilin taught me the Dao.'
The golden light magnified in his eyes. As Wu Rong gazed at the perfect, sky-filling Imperial Observatory, a thought finally flashed through his mind:
'Even if he was born a saint… isn't his Dao wisdom a bit too terrifying?'
"Boom!"
The violent explosions and noises were all contained within the divine power. The vast desert of "Red Arrowhead" stood between heaven and earth, making it impossible for the outside world to hear any sound.
As the sun slanted lower and darkness slowly crept over the earth, the colors of true qi still enveloped the universe.
As Qiu Shenshi arrived from the east, imbued with divine power, a dense aura of jade-like light soared into the sky. The white rain pattered and tinkled, obscuring everything. The true man stopped in mid-air, before him lay the ruins of Shudu.
He did not see anyone from Changhuai Mountain. He looked at the soaring Jade True Light before him with surprise and doubt, his heart pounding.
But when I looked up, there was already another person in front of me.
The man, clad in flowing black robes, stepped out of the void. He raised one hand, joined two fingers together, and gently ran them across his cheek. As his fingers slid, the thin, long wound disappeared, leaving his face smooth and new.
'Bai Qilin! '
This figure, though lacking any imposing aura, caused all the True Immortals in mid-air to freeze in shock. Qiu Shenshi dared not look at him any longer and immediately lowered his head. Before he could even speak, he suddenly noticed that the young man had a very familiar long sword tied to his waist.
'【Zuanze White Jade Sword】...is Wuqiang…'
The surrounding Jade True Light was still mingling with the white rain as it fell, and everything before our eyes clearly revealed one thing.
The great master of the Jade True Path was killed by this white unicorn in the human world within just one hour of the group's arrival!
Wu Lian is indeed powerful, but he was once criticized on Xuanzhen Mountain for not being a true cultivator. The man before him destroyed the Shu Temple and killed the emperor. What difficulty would it be for him to kill a great master who is isolated and helpless? The fatal problem is that all the masters present combined may not be as valuable as Wu Lian!
A surge of fear rushed into Qiu Shenshi's heart, scattering all the words he had prepared. His thoughts were racing so fast that he couldn't utter a single word at the first moment.
Standing here, as if at the center of heaven and earth, Li Zhouwei did not look at him either, but gazed at the majestic mountain not far away, watching the light of returning to the earth soar into the sky, and the earth and rocks condensing in the sky with a rustling sound, and a strange light gradually appeared in his eyes.
'So it was you…'
Qiu Shenshi kept his head down, his expression unchanged. He knew perfectly well who had gotten into trouble, but he was curious who would dare to go over the head of the Wei King and kill Qing Jifang.
Li Zhouwei raised his hand and caught a golden light in mid-air. He gently flipped his hand and revealed a golden-based, purple-flowered bowl. Inside lay a storage bag, with a talisman affixed to it, bearing two crookedly written blood characters:
Thank you…
The white Qilin curled the corners of its mouth into a rare smile, weighed the treasure in its hand, and casually put it into its sleeve.
'It's certainly not a good time, and he shouldn't have come to see me, but... I'll have to ask my uncle to make a trip to the South China Sea.'
He didn't move rashly, but instead lowered his gaze to the knife in his hand and exclaimed in admiration:
"He has some skill."
Wu Rong was not considered one of the best among the Great Masters. His Jade True Daoist lineage was specially taught by Changhuai Mountain and was mixed with too many other things. His sword strike, which combined supernatural powers, was also presentable.
'If it were me in the past, I would have at least retreated upon seeing this strike, and Wu Xun wouldn't have been defeated by me so quickly…'
But how strong is Li Zhouwei now?
He lowered his head, looking at the devastated imperial palace, and slowly exhaled, feeling the terrifying supernatural power surging within his body.
【The sun and moon are bright】.
This talisman is for breaking through supernatural powers, defeating demonic forces, engaging in life-or-death struggles, sensing life and death, and displaying the power of the bright sun.
The Shu Emperor, who was reborn from the True Qi Metal nature, is undoubtedly the greatest achievement of [Bright Sun and Moon] to date!
And the feedback from the senses is also the first since I received the ordination!
Li Zhouwei sat cross-legged, not only refining the surging black flames, but also digesting the feedback from the talismanic energy. At this moment, he still had a dazed feeling of perceiving the wonders of heaven and earth...
'He is truly extraordinary. Even a perfectly executed Grand Master, possessing all five supernatural powers, would likely not yield such a gain!'
Based on his normal strength, by the time he could rightfully kill someone with perfect supernatural powers, he would most likely already have all five supernatural powers, and the improvement he would receive would certainly not be as great as his current state of only having four supernatural powers!
'Now, my cultivation in the Bright Yang Dao is unmatched... I'm afraid it has reached a level that even ordinary people with perfected supernatural powers cannot achieve...'
He had never seen the Great Master Zi Mu, nor could he compare them, but the most obvious feeling was that the power of his supernatural abilities had been greatly enhanced, and various Mingyang techniques had also been amplified by 20% to 40% in his hands.
With the addition of the Wei Jingwang Sword at his waist, and sensing enough imperial light and life force, it's no exaggeration to say that at his peak, even if he unleashed a [Di Qi Light], it would probably have the power to knock down other people's supernatural abilities!
Wu Rong undoubtedly understood this the most deeply.
This great master has come from afar. Li Zhouwei was contemplating the wonders of heaven and earth. Even without the blessing of the Emperor's Light, he was still able to defeat him without any chance of fighting back. Wu Gong's various methods did not even make Li Zhouwei feel any fear!
His Dharma body is incredibly powerful.
If the national fortune of the entire Shu Kingdom pushed the upper limit of the [Wu Po Mo Luo Dharma Body] to an extremely terrifying level, then the imperial palace painstakingly built by the Chang Huai Dao lineage, the Xuan Palace built by collecting materials from the entire Shu region, and the supreme treasure that the emperor's life intertwined with... all became supplements for his Dharma Body.
This demonic art was like a greedy and insatiable glutton, swallowing up everything in the entire Shu Kingdom. If its master hadn't actively suppressed it, tens of thousands of lives in the capital would have been swallowed along with it!
Even so, all of this only satisfied this Dharma body to about 60%; it was still a very, very long way from reaching its peak…
Wu Gong's strike, even though Li Zhouwei was prepared and his 'Emperor's View of the Origin', 'Lord's Danger' and Dharma Body sensed it simultaneously, only caused him some external injuries. It was not as intense as the water and fire that had exploded on his body before.
The improvement of the [Upo Demon Body] is not only that the body is gradually becoming impervious to all laws, but also a qualitative leap - this body has undergone an additional change, and can sense life and walk in the world independently of Li Zhouwei!
It was when Wu Qian set foot in Chengdu that he saw that black-skinned white unicorn!
'Good...it's only because I've absorbed the resources and techniques of these Golden Core True Monarchs that I'm progressing so rapidly...'
He slowly raised his head, looking at the world that had changed drastically because of his killing of the emperor. His golden pupils made the supernatural beings on his left and right tremble with fear, not daring to utter a word.
'Now, without anyone possessing fully realized supernatural powers making a move, who dares to challenge my might?'
The strange phenomenon of the Shu Emperor's fall was even more extraordinary than that of a normal breakthrough in supernatural powers. It enveloped the entire Shu region in true qi, but these rays of light, falling like knives, always avoided him, as if they dared not touch him.
His gaze slowly shifted northward, a hint of a cold smile appearing on his face.
'But if I make a move... then I'll have to consider whether I can even make it back alive to retrieve the gold!'