bookbashuk Chapter 198 Killing Island in a Moment
Chapter 198 Killing Island in a Moment
Chapter 199 Kill an Island in a Moment
Those who cultivate the Tao use their bodies as a microcosm, within which the mountains, rivers, and territories are vast and boundless.
The path of cultivation is like drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a sweet spring to irrigate and nourish this fertile land.
Cultivation, in essence, is like cultivating a field or building a residence.
Mansions strung together form a magnificent city; magnificent cities scattered like stars in the sky ultimately create the grandeur of a nation.
Once a certain "path to enlightenment" is achieved, the cultivator becomes the sole sovereign of this small world.
However, all those who cultivate Qi and seek immortality are limited by their innate talents and abilities in creating their own inner world, each facing unseen bottlenecks.
If you break through the bottleneck, you can reach new heights; if you solidify the bottleneck, you will be limited by your lifespan and stop there.
Therefore, in order to achieve longevity and ensure the perpetuation of the righteous path, every cultivator needs a massive amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
An ancient sage once estimated that the amount of spiritual energy required by a peak Ascension Realm sword cultivator was as vast as the void of a sea eye.
After Lu Jianghe successfully broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, the later peak stage was within his grasp.
In his eyes, all things in the human world were truly external possessions.
Greed, if not excessive, becomes a burden; even a small increase can lead to excess.
At this level, the two martial arts techniques he possessed were almost superfluous.
With just his natal flying sword and a protective robe, he could move freely and have no desires.
Such a state of being "penniless" would probably be considered quite shabby for any cultivator.
Lu Jianghe's natal flying sword, "Draining Water," cannot be nurtured in the usual way.
This sword, which cannot be nurtured, can naturally transform as one's cultivation level rises, which can be considered the foundation of one's attainment of enlightenment.
Therefore, the small world within Lu Jianghe's body is not like the vast territories and countless cities of others; only a "majestic city" covering a thousand miles stands there.
He only needs to complete the city to perfection according to the "rites" he desires in his heart, and that will be "attaining enlightenment".
The boundary between the inland sea and the open sea.
A sword light, like a rainbow, pierced the sky, shattering the layers of clouds in the heavens.
At this moment, Lu Jianghe was floating in the vastness of the universe, like a small boat drifting with the current.
This kind of sword-riding is quite different from the escape techniques used by ordinary Core Formation or even Nascent Soul cultivators; it's as if they are "traveling through water".
The sword light in the sky became increasingly restrained, its sharpness completely concealed, yet its speed climbed to an unbelievable level.
Space seemed to lose its inherent resilience before him; each flash of sword light almost ignored the vast distance, leaving only faint ripples in the air.
Tianrui Island.
Aunt Wan was still wearing that elegant white robe, her gaze fixed on the memory bead presented by Wan Tianming.
A gigantic, illusory Dharma image, so magnificent that it almost spans the inner and outer halls, extending from the depths of the inner hall to the outer hall.
To describe it in four words would be utterly indescribable.
Wan Tianming stood respectfully to the side, having already reported the entire process of entering the Void Heaven Palace to this leader of the righteous path.
Before she could speak, a burly man with a bushy beard arrived on the wind and landed at the foot of the stone steps in front of the hall.
The newcomer was none other than True Person Xuanji, whose cultivation level had now reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Xuanji first bowed to Wan Sangu, the leader, before turning to Wan Tianming and nodding in greeting.
Wan Sangu continued to stare intently at the illusory image in the image-recording bead until the image gradually faded and finally disappeared without a trace. Only then did she look away and say in a calm voice.
"At least there's one good thing."
Wan Tianming forced a smile, his facial muscles stiffening. "So what should we do from now on?"
Wan Sangu snorted coldly, "The Reverse Star Alliance is dead in name only. We, the righteous path, will no longer play with these madmen of the demonic path. From this day forward, all sects belonging to the righteous path shall immediately cease all activities. Activate the Three Talents Formation of Tianrui Island. Unless absolutely necessary, all disciples are strictly prohibited from moving around or causing trouble outside."
The look of astonishment on Wan Tianming's face deepened.
He never expected that such words, which sounded like retreating and defending, would come from the mouth of this righteous leader known for his "madness".
It seems that the invisible pressure emanating from a Nascent Soul cultivator is enough to bring even the most unruly madman back to his most genuine prudence.
Master Xuanji, having considered the matter more thoroughly, asked in a deep voice, "Supreme Elder, if the Star Palace actively provokes trouble with our righteous path, how should we respond?"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Wan's lips curled into a mocking smile. "What else can we do? Humility, of course!"
Wan Tianming hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Aunt Wan chuckled and said, "What? Do you think I misspoke?"
Wan Tianming was never one to keep his mouth shut. "If we were to show weakness like this, wouldn't the Star Palace think that our righteous path is weak and easily bullied? It would only embolden them, allowing them to press forward step by step and squeeze our living space. At that time, what face would the Myriad Laws Sect, as the leader of the righteous path, have left, and how would it command the heroes—"
Wan Sangu raised her hand to interrupt him, "As the sect leader, it's good that you can consider this matter. But do you know that if a Nascent Soul cultivator were to unleash his killing spree, the Wanfa Sect's incense offerings, which have continued for ten thousand years, could be completely extinguished in less than half an incense stick's time."
Her gaze swept over the two of them like lightning. "Do you think this is just alarmist talk?"
Wan Tianming and Xuanji Zhenren remained silent, their expressions solemn.
They are not shallow-minded.
The Star Palace has ruled the Chaotic Star Sea for ten thousand years, and has its own rules and regulations that have lasted for ten thousand years. On the surface, it has never committed such an act of exterminating a sect or faction.
Even though the righteous path has been making constant covert actions in recent centuries, as long as they do not cross the fundamental rules and bottom line established by the Star Palace, they will not go too far.
After all, in this vast sea of stars, the true mortal enemies of human cultivators have always been the demon race, which lurks in the outer sea and watches with predatory eyes.
For the human race, maintaining the overall situation and resisting the demon race is fundamental.
All they wanted to do was maneuver and maneuver within the rules.
Tianming asked in confusion, "Aunt, don't the ancient books say that Nascent Soul cultivators are subject to divine jealousy and cannot act arbitrarily?"
Upon hearing this, Wan Sangu burst into laughter without restraint, her laughter laced with sarcasm, her robes billowing with each breath.
The immense pressure emanating from the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surged uncontrollably, like a raging sea, causing Wan Tianming and Xuanji Zhenren, who were standing to the side, to have their robes flutter and their sleeves billow, and their figures to sway slightly.
"You believe everything you're told? Just because you can't act, does that mean you really can't?"
Wan Sangu's laughter subsided, her gaze sharpened, and her voice suddenly turned cold. "At that level, every move is in harmony with heaven and earth, and using the rules is as natural as breathing. As long as you don't completely break through that boundary and unleash your world-destroying power, even if you're pushed to the limit, what does it matter if you lose a few years or decades of lifespan? What is that price to a Nascent Soul cultivator! Don't be so naive!"
Her sharp gaze swept over the two of them, her tone carrying a heavy sense of reality: "You simply don't understand what it means for someone to break through the shackles of this realm's Nascent Soul stage. It means they are qualified and capable of escaping this cage to pursue the true upper realm. If such a being had the intention to completely eliminate all potential threats or hidden dangers before leaving, wouldn't they be able to do so? Do you think they wouldn't?"
Wan Tianming's face instantly turned somewhat gloomy, and he said in a strained voice, "Auntie, are you saying that the Star Palace is very likely to settle scores with us? The matter of the Reverse Star Alliance cannot withstand close scrutiny. Those Nascent Soul stage cultivators on both the righteous and demonic paths are by no means a monolithic entity; they each have their own agendas. Especially those rogue cultivators on the demonic path, the matter of the severed lineage of the Extreme Yin Island cannot be kept secret forever. In addition, quite a few people from the Void Heaven Palace survived this time, and the news will leak out sooner or later."
Wan Sangu snorted lightly, her tone filled with undisguised contempt: "In my opinion, you should just hand over your position as the leader of the Wanfa Sect to Xuanji. I feel that he is much more thoughtful in his work than you are."
Upon hearing this, Wan Tianming's eyes suddenly darkened, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. "I have nothing to say about what you have to say, Aunt."
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The burly man with a thick beard immediately cupped his hands and said, "Elder, you absolutely mustn't! Sect Master Wan has been in charge of the sect for many years. Xuanji, regardless of seniority..."
Their methods are far inferior to even a fraction of the alliance leader's.
Looking at their posture, Wan Sangu let out a sneer: "Ha, now I finally understand why people always say that we righteous people are hypocrites. It turns out the root of the problem lies with people like you! If my mind weren't elsewhere, I would have already eradicated the source!"
Wan Tianming and Xuanji Zhenren's expressions changed drastically, not because of the reprimand they had just received, but because they had truly felt it.
Because this Supreme Elder of the Myriad Laws Sect actually harbored a slight murderous intent towards them!
Just then.
Apart from Xuanji, Wan Tianming and Wan Sangu were suddenly enveloped in a pale golden mist. This mist appeared out of nowhere, without any warning, which was extremely strange.
Wan Tianming glanced at it once, and his heart sank—this was the Six Paths Supreme Saint summoning the Reverse Star Alliance headquarters for a meeting!
He subconsciously looked up at Wan Sangu. The latter had a cold expression, and directly stretched out a jade-like hand as white as lotus root, with her five fingers spread wide, and suddenly flicked it towards the pale golden smoke!
"laugh!"
The smoke seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, instantly dissipating and disappearing without leaving a trace.
"Issue the order now: from this day forward, the righteous path and the demonic path shall draw a clear line and sever all ties. All connections shall be cut off. If the Star Palace wants to investigate the Reverse Star Alliance, let them investigate. The Reverse Star Alliance is real, but our righteous path's Myriad Laws Sect's stance from today onward is also real: we will not participate, we will not be involved, and we will draw a clear line."
Wan Sangu's thoughts were far more profound than Wan Tianming's.
In terms of the degree of threat to the Star Palace, that old demon, Six Paths Supreme Saint, is the real thorn in our side.
Wen Qing, one of the two saints, is his own younger sister!
Now that a Nascent Soul cultivator has emerged in the Star Palace, resolving the internal troubles is of paramount importance.
For them, the greatest hidden danger within the human race was none other than the Six Paths Old Demon.
With this major problem solved, the Star Palace can naturally handle the rest with ease.
At this moment, Wan Tianming felt that his position as sect leader was about to crumble, so how could he dare to have any more objections?
He could only suppress the turmoil in his heart and bow his head, replying, "Yes, Aunt, I understand."
"What about the others?"
Wan Tianming then added another sentence.
The question is how other righteous sects marked by the essence of blood should respond.
After all, they didn't have the same rapid information channels as the Wanfamen sect.
Wan Sangu's eyes widened, her expression clearly showing disgust for the foolish: "Do you think that if I don't show myself for a long time, those righteous sects will still collude with the Six Paths Old Demon? Those old monsters are all cunning, and one test is enough to reveal seven or eight parts of the truth. With such a big change in the Void Heaven Palace this time, how could they be completely unaware? This is not something we should worry about."
After being reprimanded again, Wan Tianming finally lost face.
After all, it was still embarrassing for a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who had been practicing for hundreds of years to be reprimanded so mercilessly.
Fortunately, there were only three people present, and no outsiders. He was still the leader of the Wanfa Sect, and his aunt could not remove him from office based on a single word.
After a long while, Wan Sangu finally raised her eyes, her gaze sharp as a knife, "Xuanji."
"exist!"
The burly man with a bushy beard immediately bowed and replied.
"Now that you have broken through to the mid-stage of the realm, go and guard the 'Earth Pivot' array eye."
Wan Sangu's voice was resolute, "From today onwards, activate the Three Talents Formation of Tianrui Island to its fullest extent, leaving no gaps whatsoever. Tell those old fogies below that anyone who dares to disobey at this juncture and hand a knife to the Star Palace, humph, you don't even need the Star Palace to make a move, I'll personally send them on their way!"
"Yes! I will obey the Supreme Elder's decree!"
Aunt Wan then waved her hand, her tone softening slightly, "Go ahead."
Wan Tianming and Xuanji bowed again, then transformed into two streaks of light, one golden and one azure, and quickly disappeared outside the main hall.
In the vast hall, only Wan Sangu remained.
She slowly leaned back in her chair.
"Transformation into a Divine Being—"
The woman murmured softly, and for the first time, a clear reflection appeared in the depths of her usually defiant and disdainful eyes, a light known as 1.
"Reverence".
In the heart of the demonic realm, above an isolated island overseas, stood a human cultivator.
In the blink of an eye, Huangshamen, a stronghold specializing in the smuggling of furnace cauldrons and the guarding of trade, which boasted of its impenetrable defenses, was transformed into a page of the almanac that was completely turned over.
Under Lu Jianghe's divine power, the stronghold, along with the mountains and terrain it relied on, collapsed like rotten wood.
Clouds gathered from all directions, and the blue waves surged. Hundreds of thick, blue-white lightning bolts, like divine whips, crashed down upon the earth, lashing it.
A mountain range was hit first and was instantly shattered, the earth churning and tearing apart like boiling water.
Within a radius of dozens of miles, the hidden stronghold built on simple restrictions, along with the stubborn cultivators within, was like a string of firecrackers exposed to lightning and fire. Before the series of explosions had even ended, they had already been turned into charred, blackened pieces of flesh in the blinding lightning.
This terrifying scene was merely a casual display by Lu Jianghe, using only 30% of his strength to unleash the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique.
In this environment where the rules of heaven and earth in the human realm are incomplete, its killing power is already terrifying beyond compare.
Although in Lu Jianghe's eyes, such power was still flashy and impractical, it was nothing short of divine punishment for the cultivators on the island whose highest cultivation level was only Core Formation, a true catastrophe.
The lightning faded, leaving behind billowing smoke.
The mountains that once stood were now deep craters, and the stronghold, along with all traces of life within it, had vanished into thin air, leaving only the grotesque wounds of the turned earth and the pungent, burnt smell that filled the air.
Seawater poured into the newly formed giant pit, hissing and creating plumes of white mist.