Chapter 106: I am a Magnificent Bird, Why Fear the Vast Tren
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How can the living return to a state of death
"Non-self".
Focus all your essence, qi and spirit onto the tip of the spear, placing everything from that time into nothingness.
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No thought, no awareness, no intention, no desire. At the tip of the spear, only pointing at a single point on the platform for sealing gods. Waiting only for that one line of opportunity to be touched, then thoughts and awareness will revive.
Only then can we deceive the discerning true demons and seize the opportunity before these two powerful, veteran true demons.
When "I" emerged from nothingness.
He Bear Three Thoughts....
No, he Ráobǐngzhāng wants to fully display his sharp edge!
The divine primordial essence paints the golden spear, and the divine infant irrigates the hollow true body.
For countless years, the Sea of Myriad Gods had been brewing. Now, he let himself indulge in unrestrained revelry.
The Heaven's Path Seven Sins Gun is just the beginning.
He was like the rising sun, firing the first shot in this world. That was the moment when his brilliance shone brightest and he burned with the fiercest passion.
Then heaven and earth awaited the chariot, all the gods worshiped me.
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Innocent, without misfortune, without desire, without gain, everything is irrelevant.
My gunners...
Never die by the sword!
It was precisely because the gun possessed such terrifying power that Zhen Yao, the loyal dog who had been devoted to rescuing the "Young Master," was forced to retreat again and again.
At this very moment, upon the golden Altar of Sealing Gods, divinely constructed, lay Inu Ou Yang. He stood with one hand on his hip and the other held forward. In his palm, a jade landscape shimmered with emerald light, where birds soared freely.
The valley is deep and quiet, its depths extending infinitely.
The tip of the spear, from Bo Jinqiang’s hand, was aimed directly at the peak of Jade Mountain.
The ray of light seems to explore endlessly within.
Xiong Sanshi and his wife's golden gun, seemed to be able to shine forever.
But nothing in the world lasts forever.
"That's enough, isn't it!" Inuen Yang looked at the endless brilliance of the light bullets with cold eyes, staring into their depths where Xiongsan Si was.
Even though he was summoned by a letter from Zhu Yi and beaten to the brink of death by Tiger Tai Sui, he was after all a true demon of his time, after all the master of Zhaoyun Peak!
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To be killed by a monstrous creature, casually conjured up by a newly ascended True Demon-realm Tiger Tai Sui, as he returned to his starting point, was undoubtedly a source of humiliation for him.
He didn't take the life of that young cultivator because he feared Tiger Tai Sui, who had already opened the path to the supreme Dao. He wouldn't destroy the works of that Heavenly Venerable. But that doesn't mean he couldn't deal with this newly enlightened demon youth.
Hundreds of years ago, who wasn't a prodigy
The beautiful woman in palace attire beside him, Zhu Xian pulled out a second sword.
The sound of the sword was like that of a mosquito.
It's still a slender sword.
Rokurota's "Nobo," shaped like a large needle, with every feature including the sword pattern, is designed to maximize its piercing power. It's an extreme edge, razor-sharp, and brutally lethal.
The two slender swords of the spider silk, resembled two belts. Just enough to fit a woman's waist!
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There was once a famous sword named "Beauty's Waist," renowned for its captivating allure. Compared to this pair of swords, it paled in comparison.
The two swords of the spider silk remain still, but when they move, heaven and earth split apart, and the golden sea splits in two.
Xiong Sanshi's gilded spearhead and Qu Yingyang's jade mountaintop clashed, splitting open a black fissure at the point of contact, which then widened into a chasm!
Jue Yang and Xiong Sanshi, who were so close just now, are now separated by thousands of miles.
“You go first, I’ll handle this here.” The sound of Zhu Xian's voice echoed.
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Her voice was like a gentle stream flowing over a small bridge, accompanied by the wisps of rising smoke from cooking fires.
Such a killing sound has entered the way.
There was no grand display of power, nor any fierce clashes.
The sound of the firecrackers ignited in the demon world had already stained the golden brilliance, pulling down the once arrogant Xiong Sanshi from his pedestal.
But when the golden light faded, it was just Bear Three's thought, a gilded staff...and nothing more.
In the eyes of the spider silk, although the so-called Spirit Race has already been born, it still needs to be recognized by the Ancient Imperial City.
Even if the highest will of the demon race acknowledged the existence of the spirit race, it could only exist as a vassal to the demon race, a consumable like cannon fodder in war.
But despite being such a contemplative "Bear," he is an extremely ostentatious "me"!
For many years in the demon realm, he endured silently, bearing all hardships without ever releasing his frustrations.
I don't even dare to think too much about my hometown and old friends, for fear that I would lose control of my mind and become a monstrous amalgamation of flesh and blood, like a writhing mass of insects!
Ultimate suppression, in exchange for ultimate outburst at this moment.
Although his blade was stained and his radiance dimmed, his flowing hair unfurled like a banner in the air. On his purposefully disfigured face, a thing called "freedom" flowed. He had never been free, of course, he had always been imprisoned.
Therefore, he understood and desired freedom more than any person or monster.
The radiance that once enveloped him had been dimmed by the silken threads, but the brilliance within his heart burned ever brighter, needing no external display. Before the chasm carved by the web, he leaped with unyielding courage. The energy behind him surged skyward, intangible yet visible to the keen eyes of true monsters as countless streaks of light dancing in the air. All that lay behind him, from the very essence of heaven and earth, seemed to transform into wings. "I am a soaring crane," he declared, "and I fear no chasm!"
He flew over the rules cut by spider silk, leaping across the chasm. His steps on the void were like a horse's, and in his palm, a two-foot-long dragon roared!
This shot, for freedom! The vast and mighty world of Shenxiao, as if shaken by a dragon's roar.
The entire Mount Shen, and even the ten thousand li of mountains and rivers invisible from here on this mountain, seemed to rise and fall with this spear.
It is the dragon turning over, it is stars shifting and constellations changing, it is the sun and moon replaced!
This gun also swallowed the spider silk and the dog's yang.
I will not allow you, or those two demons, to walk free after the thirteen years I have already lost, and even more that lie ahead!
Facing such a gunshot, Inukai remained motionless, not uttering a word.
Since Zhu Xuan had already made it clear, there was no need for him to do anything else.
His action was instead a sign of distrust and disrespect towards the lord of Moyun City.
And the spider silk also proactively took a step forward.
Her eyes suddenly opened, revealing heterochromia!
Faced with Xiong Sansi, a newly accomplished True Demon, she directly displayed her demonic aura with her spider silk. This was certainly a sign of respect, but also her determination to put her true words into action.
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She wanted to let In Sun Yang go first, forbidding anyone to stop him.
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Those called "true persons" and "true demons" of this world are, in essence, on the same level. They are all beings who follow the flow of thought and movement, embodying the true nature of heaven and earth.
But when the two collide, whose "thought" truly becomes "law"
Whose truth is the true truth
You said no to leaving, I said no to stopping, in the end it still has to be a fight. Killing intent, killing god, killing oneself!
The round, incomplete pupils stared at each other from across the void, set within eyes like spider silk threads, resembling the sun and moon running parallel.
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Her charm lies in her eyes, her innate power, the sun and moon shining together!
If we talk about the power of Heavenly Cross-Day, it lies in the vastness of its soul and spiritual strength, and its precise control over this power. Then the power of Sun-Moon Convergence lies in understanding yin and yang, seeing both day and night.
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Among the three types of heterochromia, it is the most mysterious in power.
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When this gaze was cast down, the vast mountains and rivers, surging like dragons, flickered and shifted, their visibility uncertain.
This shot seemed to pierce both day and night, its nature constantly shifting.
It shuttles infinitely between the virtual and the real, its power also nearing infinite weakening.
Faced with Zhuchuan, the real opponent he saw as his rival, facing those celestial eyes that illuminated the heavens and earth together, Xiong San directly pressed down on the butt of his gun, raised the muzzle, and settled this account ahead of schedule!
That roar that spanned thousands of miles, ready to sweep across the land, suddenly ceased. Then, a sound like the destruction of heaven and earth erupted.
Boom! Boom!
Brilliant flames swirled around the sacred mountain, waves of energy surging like tides.
The sky flashed brightly, then instantly darkened, and finally became a blinding white!
When all was quiet, Zhu Xian held her double swords, still on the golden platform. Xiong Sansi gripped his gilded spear, still before the golden platform.
But in this process of confrontation, the figure of Inu no Kami has already disappeared. To confront two true demons right after obtaining the True Teachings is truly asking too much.
Especially one true demon wanted to leave, and the other true demon was deliberately cooperating. There was no way to stop them anymore.
Four breaths.....
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Is four breaths of time, which was fought for by the top scorer from Da Qi in the Yellow River competition, already the limit
As Xiong San took the last step, he had already seen through the battle situation at the mountainside. He knew that the Qi State prodigy named Jiang Wang, after successively slaying Yang Yu, Shū Gālán, and Zhú Lánruó, had taken the Elixir of Immortality and fled from Shénshān.
Such strength is worthy of being the leader of the Yellow River. But the distance between Shenlin and Dongzhen, on this long road, is thousands of miles apart.
If the dog, Yang Yi, catches up, even if Jiang Wang is stronger by a few points, he will still be defeated.
The escape time of four breaths, for the pursuit of a true demon, is probably not enough...
If one could... if one could sever this spider's thread. Perhaps there would still be a chance to catch up and do something else.
It wasn't that he wasn't trying to do something for himself, everything he had done for himself had failed.
It was for the state of Qi.
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The mountains and rivers change, and the successors continue.
For Qi State!
Xiong Sans thought hard, clutching the golden spear blocked by the sun and moon. He thrust it into the Sealing God Platform.
The crimson spirit flames blaze throughout my body...
Ah, he... Even though he no longer possessed true flesh and blood, his brow was creased with veins throbbing, his muscles rippling as if breathing. A sound like a mountain collapsing, an ocean surging, emanated from within him, unleashing a power that seemed boundless. The spirit of the Spirit Race, forging a body of great power.
It seems to recreate the principles of heaven and earth with its own being, using spirit fire to paint an array of nature.
Seeing spirits with blood, one person forms a formation.
That enormous force was like a surging river and sea. Thus, the gilded spear shot upward.
A single shot brought down the list of immortals, and also lifted up the spider silk that hung there.
This gun, for the country!
From the family of Qi, renowned for their profound scholarship, there was a pair of couplets. The lower line reads: "Among all burdens in the world, none are heavier than the responsibility we bear."
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Who is most responsible
The rise and fall of empires!
This Altar of Sealing Gods governs the vast Ocean of Ten Thousand Gods. Myriad floating and sinking divine statues are all its roots.
The grand hall of spider silk, a true enchantment, stands tall. Wherever it sets its foot, the roots of heaven and earth naturally sprout.
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How much power would it take to overturn both of these things together
Far beyond what Pig Dajun could imagine, he truly witnessed the battle between real strongmen. Although he often couldn't understand what was happening, just a glimpse or two was enough to shock and awe him.
The ideal of world peace, when mentioned in the past, was far too simplistic!
He had no idea what the world was like, nor did he know how strong the strong truly were.
As soon as he thought this, he no longer hesitated, turned around and flew down from the mountain of gods.
The Shenxiao World is a world brimming with endless opportunities, but if you stay put and do nothing, nothing will happen.
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Although the Shenxiao world is extremely dangerous, and although my current body is weak, my magic is inferior, and my swordsmanship is clumsy... I still have to explore what is possible for myself.
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However, the one who faced this bullet was none other than Zu Xian herself! Her choice to remain in the Wan Shen Sea to deal with Xiong San Si, instead of venturing out to the Divine Mountain to avenge Zhu Lan Ru personally, surely stemmed from her own agenda for Mo Yun City.
Though the blood rain at the horizon had been swept away, Zhu Lanruo's spirit and soul were also destroyed.
But how much could the supernatural power of Lan Yin Xu Guo leave a trace
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She needed to collect as many traces as possible. With the flying light gone and the remnant body destroyed, resurrection was of course impossible. But taking it back to the ancestor, at least there was a thought, perhaps some insight could be gleaned.
But facing such a new true demon, Xiong Sansī, she found herself unable to back down or stop!
Her round, pupil-less eyes spun, swirling with an endless sky. She held the home country’s spear at bay with her twin blades, aiding the Sealing Platform and subduing the tumultuous Sea of Ten Thousand Gods.
She is most skilled at gradually weakening her opponents, layer upon layer. Except for when she was heavily beaten by Ye Lingxiao in Nantian City before, after being struck countless times, she still couldn't withstand it. In most cases, she could remain undefeated.
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At this time, both sides were deadlocked around the platform for enshrining deities. Xiong Sanshi unexpectedly drew his gun and walked away, but Jin Hai'ton reacted swiftly, turning back to shoot a warning shot!
He went with a solemn promise and returned with an uncompromising statement.
The sword stance of the spider silk is still there, her eyesight is still sharp, and even the Heavenly Sealing Platform has been subdued by her. However, her heart suddenly ached!
These three shots.
Freedom, homeland, and the return of loved ones!
Boom, boom, boom!
As Jiang Wang walked through the air, he vaguely heard a rumbling sound coming from behind him, from the divine mountain.
I wonder what those two real demons summoned to the Sealing God Platform are doing.
Coming to think of it, the Sealing God Platform in the Ancient Star City must have been set up in the Divine Firmament World for such a long time, there must be enough plots to match this amount of time.
Having specially summoned two real demons isn't just to kill me.
He did not dare to dream that he could have the opportunity to disrupt the layout of the Heavenly Ascension Platform in the Ancient Imperial City. The situation had evolved to this point, and with the Elixir of Immortality on his person and the Bell of Omniscience in his grasp, if he could return to the mortal realm, it would already be a tremendous success.
Where is the road
As the scene of the river's flow retreated, Jiang Wang strolled along the path on Qingyun Mountain, shaking the Zhiwen Bell!
The moment he received the support of the Fountain of Youth, he understood the ins and outs from his control over the mountains. He knew that such a heavenly treasure like the Fountain of Youth also wanted to return home and regain its vitality.
Of course, this is the instinct of all things.
Then, does the Eternal Spring know the way back to the mortal world Of course, one cannot communicate with the Eternal Spring directly, but there is the All-Knowing Bell of Revelation here. Perhaps it could provide some insight.
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As the bell rang.
The pursuing Rokurota, startled by the sudden change, leapt back with astonishing speed. His form, like a rainbow spear, twisted and turned through the sky, displaying the unparalleled martial arts prowess of the First Blade of the Divine Fragrance Flower Sea.
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It's a pity that she cast her seductive glances at a blind man.
Jiang Wang didn't even turn his head, not making a single extra movement, and flew straight forward.
He was truly drunk, and ran truly fast!
The Everlasting Spring is not a being with sentience, but rather possesses the instinctive spirituality of a treasure of heaven and earth.
The Chronicle Bell is indeed a treasure. The moment it chimes, it truly lets Jiang Wang “know” about the Fountain of Youth.
But all he knew was the return to Mount Eternal Youth, the revival of his spiritual instincts. As for how to get back, it was completely blank.
As for the withered Unold Spring, it had probably grown tired of all this fuss. It was content to just follow whatever the current recognized lord declared, and didn't care about anything else.
Jiang Wang could only think of other ways.
No matter what, with the Zhiwen Bell in hand, the hope of returning home greatly increases. I don't believe that shaking the Zhiwen Bell repeatedly in the Shenxiao World won't reveal a way back home.
Of course, all of this hinges on his being able to shake off the pursuit of the two true demons; he must have time and space to ring the bell in peace.
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Hundreds of thoughts flashed through his mind. As Jiang Wang traversed the mountains and valleys, he suddenly turned back, ringing the copper bell in his hand. His sword, like a rainbow, shot forward from his palm.
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Turn back from the sea of suffering!
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Coming back and forth from horseback is a battlefield trick, and creating Ginger Wang with one hand is also excellent.
But never before has there been any style as natural as this return from the sea of suffering.
It's like suddenly realizing the error of one's ways and turning back to the right path. It's truly amazing.
The ultimate reaction of Gu Nanshan's true transmission to a sudden assassination attempt is to use this body technique.
It's a pity that Zhiwen Zhong saw through it completely. The emergency defense, which should have been as solid as iron, unfortunately turned to ashes under the overflowing flames of Samma's true fire.
But the body technique is exceptional, and the intention is also exceptional.
The knowledge bell perceives things clearly.
Jiang Wang was always generous in his praise of his opponents, so at this time he used this method to counterattack against Lu Qilang!
A sheep's resilience can be seen as a testament to the divine, or perhaps even as a form of remembrance.
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