Chapter 115: The World Is More Than Just Mountains and Seas

you."Jiang Wang reached out and took his dagger, then lightly flicked out a firework that hung suspended in the air, illuminating the room.Now he has completely mastered the changes of fireworks, free...The raging tide of shadows, outside the divine light's barrier, seemed to ebb and flow with waning power.

Though the apocalyptic landscape beyond Mount Central was still harsh, gazing upon it from across the river now brought forth a sense of grandeur instead.

A blanket of snow, a different kind of wonder.

Affairs of the human world are nothing but this: enjoying a fire with falling snow, bearing the cold in thin clothes.

No one understands anyone else.

Wang Changji, Yue Tiān'nǔ, Zhu Weiwǒ, Quí Shān, Dòu Zhāo, Jiāng Wàng.

These six people had never teamed up to fight before, and some of them had even only just met for the first time.

But there's no need for communication at all.

Their powerful strength allowed them to unleash themselves freely, and their extraordinary combat talent made their attacks flow like clouds and water. Back and forth they went, clashing and creating bursts of brilliant light. In the dance of blades, swords, spears, fists, and feet, each move was infused with divine intent, a true testament to the beauty of combat!

To watch such a battle is like admiring a magnificent and expressive painting, or listening to a rare and beautiful piece of music, the aftertaste lingering long after it ends.

It's an endless elegance, an unsung coolness.

Left Guangshu, who watched from the sidelines, could only feel a yearning in his heart. He wished he could immediately build an outer tower and join them, playing along with this magnificent piece of music.

"Ge Fei," bestowed upon the strong by the powerful, is undoubtedly formidable. At this level, there are almost no weaknesses to speak of. Yet, they were beaten by this group of people, exposing their vulnerabilities and creating openings.

Every slash, every thrust, every shot... all were perfectly timed. They not only showcased his brilliance to the fullest but also created and seized opportunities at the very limit of battle.

For instance, when Jiang Wang suddenly shifted his sword technique, Dou Zhao's Five Decays of Heaven and Man were instantly filled.

Yue Tiannu's Buddha palm covering her face, isn't it also paving the way for Zhu Wei's ultimate dazzling brilliance and a blazing end

'Ge Fei's body itself was probably the only weakness, but if it weren't for a group of top experts fighting each other to the point of darkness, how could they have captured his vital point

Reaction to change, four words, sounds simple.

Of course, it's easy to improvise when facing an ant.

How many people can show their true selves under the pressure of a powerful divine being

This battle was simply fantastic, every moment exhilarating and exciting.

From Zuo Guang's perspective, looking at all the famous and nameless battles, this one is a paradigm of martial arts cultivation in this realm.

If recorded and passed down, it can be called a thousand-year famous game!

It's a pity...

Only then did Zuo Guangshu awaken from his dreamlike state, realizing he hadn't even considered activating the Memory Stone beforehand.

After all, before the battle suddenly began, he hadn't expected that he couldn't find a chance to make a move...

The gap between the inner court and the outer courtyard is, indeed, most often crossed.

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But that was because of the existence of divine powers. It caused the upper limit of the Nei Fu realm to be too high. And the sages anchored the Four Spirit Star Domains, passing down various Taoist lineages, so that Li Xing Lou was no longer a nine-death lifetime thing. In expanding the boundaries of cultivation, it also made the lower limit of the Wai Lou realm very low.

Being among the top prodigies, the gap in cultivation was too real, so vast that it could crush you.

As a bystander to this battle, Fang He Ling's feelings were different.

He couldn't make out many of the details of the battles, and he didn't understand some of the choices that were made.

Only when a powerful warrior, demonstrating divine might, was reduced to a human skin that fell to the ground did I realize the battle's end.

But what he saw and remembered was enough to chew on for a long time.

So, there was also the joy of victory in his eyes.

People are inherently different.

In the same world, people see, experience, and feel things differently.

Although living in a single lifetime, there are myriad possibilities.

Ding, ding.

Dou Zhao leisurely held the Tianshao blade, casually tapping it against a nearby rock.

"Can someone tell me what this rumor is all about" he asked.

After a breathtakingly magnificent battle, everyone who participated in it felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

Fighting alongside someone with unparalleled combat talent is truly a joy.

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All your fighting intentions can be perceived and coordinated with. Every move you make is from the most comfortable angle. No matter how cleverly you attack, there will be a response as natural as heaven itself.

You can unleash your full potential and let your talents shine.

Under such circumstances, fighting is like unleashing at least 120% of your usual strength.

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Dou Zhao's body language also seemed much more lively.

Of course, he was clearly looking at Jiang Wang, but in fact, he was also asking Jiang Wang. However, he just wouldn't explicitly name him, the despicable act, and it was very much in line with his Dou Zhao style.

Jiang Wang certainly has the most say on this issue, after all, "Ge Fei" came to the central mountain, but no one approached him, only having several rounds of "friendly chats" with him.

"At the time, I only killed Wuling and let Ge Fei escape. I don't know what happened to him afterward." Jiang Wang shook his head and looked at Wang Changji again: "Brother Wang, did you say he was Chaos or Zhu Jiuyin"

At this very moment, 'Gearfly' is dead. There is only a piece of human skin, floating on that murky pool of liquid.

On the back of the ancient stone stele, all nine pieces of the Jade Bi of Jiuzhang are embedded.

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The divine light shield was like a solid golden bell, seemingly indestructible. No matter how the black tide outside the mountain rolled and churned, it could not get any closer.

A crisis, it seems, has come to an end.

But Jiang Wang, who had personally walked the Diao Nan Yuan, would not take it lightly.

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“I couldn’t see clearly,” Wang Changji said. “All I saw was, in a dark and deep sea, in front of a black jade tablet, there was a beast like a bear sitting alone. Its body was covered with long hair, its belly high and swollen. I also saw, on a perilous floating mountain, a red-colored beast with a human face and a serpent’s body, quietly coiled on the summit.”

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“The one you mentioned before is Chaos. We saw it in the Di'nan Abyss.” Zuo Guangshu said, “The one behind it is Zhu Jiu Yin, there is a record of it in Shan Hai Yi Shou Zhi.”

“But I’m not sure where the power to manipulate those flying insects comes from,” Wang Changji said. “This world is too chaotic right now, everything is in disarray. I was just in the process of fighting, and I caught a glimpse of the transmission channels that carried that power, and then I interfered with them slightly.”

He said it with a light and airy tone.

But even someone as aloof and detached as Dou Zhao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Logically speaking, the one controlling the body of the Ge Fei should be Chaos without a doubt," Jiang Wang said. "It is bound to overturn this world, and Central Mountain is a place it absolutely must conquer. Now that the Nine Chapters are gathered, Central Mountain seems impregnable. I wonder what it will do next."

"What a ridiculous situation" Zhu Wei asked with amusement.

Jiang Wang said, “In such a chaotic time, perhaps even Zhu Jiu Yin could find a way to circumvent the rules and deal with us. For example, by using Ge Fei's body At a critical moment in confronting chaos, having the Jiuzhang Jade Tablet in its hands is more reliable than having it in ours. As guardians of world order, stability is always paramount. And it has precedent for this kind of behavior.”

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"I thought about it for a moment and looked at Wang Changji: 'There's also a monster in the black tide outside. I'm sure I stabbed it, can you tell who it is'"

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Luckily, he didn't ask Jiang Wang what Candle Nine Yin’s modus operandi was, or he would have immediately figured out who had let his cooked duck fly away.

Wang Changji fell silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know which one you're talking about, because there are... more than one monster in the Black Tide."

This sentence gave me a jolt, it was as if it sounded the war horn.

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As soon as Wang Changji's words fell, a deafening roar erupted from the endless black tide!

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Since the true body of Huang Wei died, the Shan Hai Realm has been open to the Tianjiao of the Great Chu for over nine hundred years.

The history of the Shan Hai Realm, however, is not just nine hundred years.

In the boundless mountains and seas, there is no realm within a realm.

But the great power in this far southern corner, with a single stroke, created the abyss of Diānán.

The ancient Zhù Jiǔ Yīn Palm controls the alternation of day and night, and the cycle of the four seasons.

The similarly ancient Chaos, meanwhile, takes its place here, sifting through the negative aspects of a world.

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All living things are born and die, plants wither and flourish again.

The world is constantly developing and dying.

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All the negative and destructive forces flow into the Abyss of Withering, and the entire world can then flourish with more vitality and develop at a faster pace.

Of course, there are some painful parts in this process, some... sacrifices.

The word "sacrifice" carries a glimmer of the divine when you say it!

The earliest definition of "sacrifice" refers to sacrificial animals used in religious ceremonies.

Later on, it came to mean "choosing this over that."

It landed on the edge of the mouth, a soft sound.

Falling on paper, simply two words.

However, the victim will truly experience that enduring pain and carefully feel that sleepless long night.

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Those millions of tears... will eventually not be easily erased.

In such times.

The boundary of Di Nan Yuan had long been breached, yet that white tower which crashed against the heavens, piercing the very sky, still held a sense of demarcation.

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This place marks the southernmost limit...

Most mountain and sea gods in the Shan Hai Jing are unwilling to mention this place.

But now look at this world.

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The thoroughly collapsed Celestial Power, the resentment wandering everywhere, like a natural disaster that would never end...

In the Shanhaijing realm where heaven and earth merge into darkness, where is not a place of desolation

The Tower of Withering has long since ceased to expand, but from its lofty position in the sky, it continues to fall, falling still.

South of the Withered Tower, the once murky and oppressive Abyssal Sea of Diao Nan was surprisingly clear.

The worms of resentment, deposited in this domain and hidden deep within every drop of water, have already run rampant towards the mountains and seas.

After releasing hatred and anger, darkness is also clean.

For whom was I born For whom did I die

In the darkness, a voice said, and asked thus.

"When the candle flames flicker on a dark and gloomy night, is there any difference between day and night"

The sound was wandering, roaming between mountains and seas.

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“Heaven bestowed upon me a divine name, yet I feel bound by shackles, unable to breathe. I cannot utter a single word from my heart!”

Outside of our religious roles, we have endless freedom in this world—but what is freedom

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The sound was circling, spiraling in the high heavens amidst the wind and snow.

"I speak without an audience."

“My words are unheard.”

"This is how the world works."

I have freedom, yet no freedom at all.

"All the splendor and brilliance are illusions, this world is like a giant reptile, defecating in the abyss of ruin!"

The innocent struggle in the cesspool, and are called vengeance.

But outside the confines of Di'an abyss, is the world truly clear and brilliant

The voice was not filled with resentment, but rather with an inspiring, grand and holy fervor. It was like a ray of light illuminating the path ahead.

“You are the master of Tianshan, you are the mountain god of Zhang'e Mountain, you are the water master of Huangshui… And you, you, all of you! Tell me your divine duties Tell me what you need to contribute Tell me what remains after your death!”

"You have nothing, because you are nothing. You are dust, illusion, a mirage, a small thing that doesn't matter and could just as well not exist! I am the same!"

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“We were born of mountains and seas, this is our world.”

Those who are uninformed come here to play and have fun, we accompany them for a while, and see them off.

Who are we

We are pebbles, we are insects. Our life and death are meaningless!

"Why have I forsaken my divine name, allowing grass to grow upon me, dust to settle into mud, and myself to be imprisoned for nine hundred years"

>Why should I break this day

"Why must I overturn this world"

"Because I don't admit it!"

“I do not acknowledge any fate, I do not believe in any destiny. Even if heaven and earth submit, I will not! Even if the world kneels before me, I will not yield!”

"Chaos can die, but it cannot die silently."

"You will finally know... the sky isn't just clouds and smoke, the world isn't just mountains and seas."

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"We are born this way, but that doesn't mean we have to stay this way."

“We were born in a cage, but we will not die in a cage!”

Boom!

Throughout the entire expanse of the Shanhai Realm, from all directions, there seemed to be war drums resounding.

It sounded like a rumble of thunder, but it was far from just the sound of thunder.

The Tower of Withering resembles a pillar supporting the sky more than the Central Mountain.

And the sound of chaos has now spread throughout the mountains and seas.

Jiang Wang heard it, Zhu Wei also heard it, Dou Zhao also heard it.

Hear ye, hear ye! The mountain gods and sea gods of the Shan Hai Jing... Attend!

These voices, which were once unheard, are now impossible to ignore. This is the very embodiment of the shifting tides of power in the world.

This world is waiting for a voice.

...and that enigmatic figure, Chu JiuYin who breathed both winter and summer, yet remained silent throughout the night.

Such silence, it makes all the mountain gods and sea gods who guard the mountains and seas tremble with fear!

When a world has only one voice, who can stand against it

For over nine hundred years after Huang Wei's true death, Zhu Jiu Yin had been the one controlling this world.

Now the situation has been reversed.

The black tide surged and had surrounded Mount Chungyang.

There were incessant roars and menacing thoughts on display.

And in the depths of Di'nan Abyss, on a particularly serene stretch of sea.

The shadows of the day and the shadows of the sea overlap here.

The Shan Hai Jing is undergoing earth-shaking changes. It has become a pure land.

It is rather ironic.

A gigantic black phoenix on the sea, dead for how many years no one knows.

Its corpse lay still there.

Like a silent mountain.

It possesses an extremely graceful figure and incredibly gorgeous wings.

Those souls who once defiled the sacred remains within this place have long since abandoned this hollow shell.

But at some point, this black phoenix...

Suddenly opened his eyes! his illusionary powers were vastly inferior to those of cultivators from the Dìng Hǎi Lóu.But illusion is not an all-powerful magical art.Its greatest and most direct weakness is the person casting t...