Chapter Fifty-Six: The Surge of 50,000 Years
furious and took a step forward, but was held back by Feng Yue with one hand.In this situation, Feng Yue's face still had a smile."Feng Ming, sit down," he said.The young man named Feng Ming gritted h...Facing Meng Tianhai, who displayed terrifying power, and facing the boasts of the old monster who had lived for over 50,000 years, Chen Pu simply said: "The era of venerables is a thing of the past, long gone are the days when we knew there were higher realms! Then let me see, how high this mountain is, can I reach its peak"
He reached out a hand, seeking Meng Tianhai's.
When their palms met, a blazing white pyre instantly erupted.
The way of ritual is the course of heaven, the righteousness of earth, and the conduct of the people!
Heaven and earth have their established order, and all things have their proper way.
Offering oneself as a sacrifice, presenting a grand gift to Meng Tianhai.
Meet with palm, and kill with path!
He is gentle and kind, often making people overlook his strength.
But he, Chen Pu, is a person who “never looks back even after a hundred kalpas of life and death”!
Now he wanted to clash with Meng Tianhai in terms of Dao, grinding and killing each other. He held onto Meng Tianhai's hand, refusing to let go!
Though Meng Tianhai's physical body is here, he does not shy away.
First, if you give way at this time, you will surely lose the initiative. Second, he has the Blood River as his support, and is not afraid of a prolonged confrontation with Chen Pu. Third, his food supply is flying over and is approaching.
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This food can supplement the current atmosphere and form the foundation of the great way!
There are heroes for every age, and he once had the chance to be one. But he missed his opportunity. So he withdrew from legend, lived as a hermit, hiding himself in misfortune, biding his time... After witnessing one era after another rise and fall, he tried to understand, and ultimately to control, the currents of history.
He failed, but he also succeeded.
He never truly dominated any era, but the Blood River Sect stood firm at the Gate of Red Dust for tens of thousands of years. For tens of thousands of years, the disciples of the Blood River Sect have persevered in governing calamities, which could be considered as possessing a part of humanity's luck.
Feng shui, while often perceived as mystical and intangible, ultimately boils down to the world's feedback.
Those who have the potential to innovate and drive historical progress, the tide of humanity will also grant "possibility."
Those who can "greatly benefit heaven" and compensate for or even strengthen the world's source, will also be supported by the world's source.
All things are obtained through seeking them.
His goal has always been to get revenge on Chongxuan Zun. Initially, he accepted Chen Douzhen Jun's invitation and ventured into the East China Sea to attack Gao Jie. On his way, he encountered Chongxuan Zun, and he has never forgotten about it since.
A body too perfect, a talent too gifted, with unique charm and good fortune's favor!
The complexity of human beings resembles that of the universe, after all there is a great deal of chance.
Even if he carved it from scratch himself, he might not be able to recreate someone with such natural talent.
Of course, even if it was Chong Xuan Zun, he could also let him go.
As he initially stated, this whole farce could have ended peacefully, with Peng Chongjian's death putting an end to this dangerous game of suspicion.
He takes his own path of transcendence, and he's willing to take it slowly. He always walks at a leisurely pace.
He has always been able to control himself, which is why he has remained unknown for so many years.
But the name "Meng Tianhai" being dug up from the river of time, this is no longer a mere farce. This matter cannot be swept under the rug anymore. This story is bound to reach its climax.
He has also... become aware of this transcendence.
Times have changed. With the nation's system in full swing and human power at an unprecedented high, the forces represented by these four True Lords are almost half of the world.
He couldn't possibly erase these four True Lords and continue to operate his Blood River Sect peacefully.
Enlightenment is the only way.
Then he could bear it no longer.
One person can swallow, three people don't have many mouths.
Woven starlight into roses, the great fates were inscribed upon three young souls.
To him it was a random scribble, to them it was a lifetime.
After much deliberation and a winding path, this delectable morsel has once again found its way back to his mind. He can almost taste it, savoring the thought. He patiently awaits the right moment, ensuring his foundation is secure and his energy replenished, for he is already gazing towards an imminent and flawless transcendence!
Xinghui Rosa resolutely flew towards the Blood River. The three real people pierced by the rose branches, though valiant, could not awaken.
They have already become influential figures in the world, just one step away from the summit. But this single step is the difference between someone still climbing and a ruler who stands atop the mountain overlooking all humanity.
A true master is the teacher of heaven and earth, the lord of true people!
Within the True Origin Fire Realm, the crowd panicked, but they couldn't even escape the fire realm itself.
At this moment, the entire Jade Ribbon Sea is in a chaotic swirl of light. A terrifying torrent of power crashes around wildly.
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Eight Dao Masters were locked in a fierce duel, and three more monstrous Dao Masters were closing in!
The aftershocks of the mere collision alone rippled through Jade Belt Sea, churning it again and again. Any divine-rank calamity creatures that dared to intrude were instantly pulverized upon approach.
If Chen Pu hadn't planted a cypress tree in the Zhenyuan Fire Realm, propping up one side of heaven and earth, this world, shaped like amber and crimson red, would have long since been wiped out by the aftershocks of the Dao.
Zhuo Qingru also saw through the opportunity presented by the celestial light rose, a master of the Fa family who commanded it from afar, trying to hinder its power and give Jiang Wang and the others a chance. But before she could utter the word "still," she fell backwards with a face full of blood, unable to speak further.
“The law has no two doors, it sets no limits, but those who enforce the law do.”
...The realm of a god's presence... too much to bear.
Such a commotion woke the sleeping snow explorer flower. Its beautiful eyes turned and it focused intently on Ji Li. Ji Li was still calculating, oblivious to what was happening outside.
The outside world is too dangerous. At this time, Jade Belt Sea has no space for ordinary cultivators to survive.
This is not a question of courage.
Those who can come to cause harm during cultivation all bear some responsibility. If given the opportunity, anyone would be willing to attack Meng Tianhai. They deceive the world and steal fame, causing havoc in the human world for 54,000 years. Who doesn't harbor deep resentment But the fact is, they don't even have the qualification to approach him!
They could only watch as disasters unfolded, flowers of misfortune blooming everywhere, and the proud fallen into the blood-stained mouth.
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But just at that moment, from the world of crimson amber fire, a golden flame shot out.
Flames bloom and cold stars are born!
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Yudahai was already devoid of starlight, all the stars having been compressed together by Meng Tianhai.
But at this moment, in the boundless darkness, new stars were born.
This is a sentence.The following is another sentence.
May I, alone, rise and become a meteor, a single streak, from the True Origin Fire Realm, rushing with incredible speed towards the starry rose. Countless deadly perils lie in between, but he nimbly avoids them all.
He remained silent. He pressed on regardless.
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The divine presence of Xiu was like a storm that could not even ripple the surface. But he only wanted to stop that rose with one shot!
He didn't have any grand ideas, he just couldn't sit by the fire and watch everything happen!
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Golden flames burned in his pupils, swirling in his gun, clothing him in a fiery cloak.
At this moment, he was radiant with golden light, almost blinding Jiang Wang, who was already drowsy and barely able to keep his eyes open. He could almost see the sun!
After this round of golden sunlight, there is a pool of autumn water hanging in the long sky.
The true heir of Jian Ge, Ning Shuangrong also wields a sword and follows.
For three millennia, Jian Ge has witnessed generations vying for the title of Sword Master. Those who wield a sword dare not hesitate to draw it.
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This scene is inspiring. In those cold, long nights, humanity's courage always shines like the stars.
And then...
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The heavens and earth are in turmoil!
The torrent surged into a crest, overwhelming them in an instant.
The people of the True Source Fire Realm saw —
A monstrous creature of the Dao-Devouring realm, shaped like a giant serpent with wings, charged into Jade Belt Sea. With a beat of its wings, it whipped up waves for thousands of miles; a strike of its tail raised a thousand peaks.
Its blood-curdling maw gaped open, as if reaching the heavens above and the seas below. The surging wave that swept over me, 祝唯 (Zhu Wei), and 寧霜容 (Ning Shuangrong) crashed into its gaping jaws like fish falling into an abyss.
Like a bolt of lightning, it streaked across the heavens.
A flash of sword light swept past, narrowly carrying the two people away from the mouth of this giant wave before it crashed down.
With a mighty snap of its jaws, the colossal python swallowed up an expanse of water as vast as ten thousand acres.
With a flick of his wide sleeve, Si Yu'an also put away the True Source Fire Realm.
His opponent was Ho Shih-chi, clad in a gray robe, a smile playing on his face: "To fight me, do you dare to be distracted"
One word uttered, and myriad laws arise.
The air grew heavy, and every ounce of energy felt like a burden. For a moment, Si Yu'an was trapped as if in quicksand.
And a terrifying tempest was forming, thousands upon thousands of powerful magical attacks raining down upon him, one after another, connecting heaven and earth like celestial pillars, instantly engulfing him!
After countless strikes against the Dao, Si Yu'an's consumption was immense. Intervening to save someone had cost him his advantage in the struggle for Dao principles, forcing him to endure the magical baptism of Huo Shi and Qin Ru Tianbao in the time that followed.
Prior to the exposure of Meng Tianhai's identity, Huo Shizhi's name represented the pinnacle of Daoist arts within the Xuehe Sect. He was acclaimed as the most accomplished Daoist among all past Xuehe Sect masters, independently creating and innovating over ten thousand Xuehe Sect Daoist techniques, significantly enhancing the combat prowess of sect members—of course, the majority of these techniques were created before he became the True Monarch Meng Tianhai. After becoming a True Monarch, he merely supplemented them to maintain his persona.
Just as Peng Chongjian still focuses on moving mountains, Guan Changqing still excels in swordsmanship. Specifically, even in their confrontations with Huo Shi and this embodiment of Daoist transformation, they remain in a fighting stance where techniques are used to enter the Dao.
The True Monarch has already "derived the Dao," and using the Dao to generate techniques is as simple as it gets. Any single individual who derives the Dao can independently establish a system of Daoist arts, possessing the foundation for founding a major sect, and the qualifications to establish a grand school throughout the world.
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Generally speaking, even celestial Taoist techniques are merely powerful methods of combat for True Immortals, it's difficult for them to be effective at the level of True Monarchs. However, Huo Shiji's Taoist techniques originated from the Blood River and are currently relying on it. They can easily touch upon the fundamental principles of the Dao, qualifying them to harm True Monarchs.
Seize the opportunity now, unleash the power of the crimson art, and strike the sword reef with fury.
Of the remaining two Grand Masters, Wu Bing of the Legalist school needed to deal with Peng Chongjian and the Evil Buddha Mountain Range in addition to suppressing the Blood River Sect's treasure, the Chizhou Ding.
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Ruan Qiu's plan failed because he had underestimated Meng Tianhai's destiny, and the backlash from the River of Fate was still affecting him. During his fight with Guan Changqing, he wasn't gaining any advantage.
After four rounds of fierce competition, the outcome remains undecided!
What could possibly stop the blood-stained starlight rose
Meng Tianhai said he had only skimmed the surface of researching the River of Fate, that it was merely a comparison to someone like Ruan Qiu, a Grand Master of Astrology. He casually gestured with his hand, almost writing "food" into the three true men's destined fates. Could this be described with just the four words "skimming the surface"
Jiang Wang, Dou Zhao, and Chong Xuan, each one would never submit to fate, each one possessed unshakable self-belief. If given time to react, they would without hesitation fight to the death. If given the strength to strike back, now the knife would be plunged into Meng Tianhai's body—unfortunately, none of this is possible.
Fate's rose thorns pierced through them, easily sealing their paths.
His divine powers were all suppressed by fate, and although he relied on his strong will to refuse to be consumed, he was not quickly assimilated by the fate rose, nor did he become a leaf halfway through. But his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.
The fundamental difference in power cannot be overcome by sheer willpower alone.
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Although their consciousness was blurred and they lost the ability to resist, the three individuals displayed different reactions.
Dou Zhao's eyes were wide open with anger, his teeth bared in a snarl, and his temples throbbed with rage.
> Zhong Xuan's eyes were closed, his breathing steady. He looked like he was asleep rather than in a coma.
Jiang Wang pursed her lips and remained silent, struggling to raise her eyelids and observe everything along the way.
Tick tock!
Because they wouldn't spare even a drop, the blood of these three people converged only on the flower branch, never falling to the sky.
True blood and true blood naturally repel each other. Their paths are clearly distinct, and in the original owner's nearly unconscious state, they converge and clash, producing a sizzling sound.
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The true blood kept flowing, and the paths kept colliding. It gave them, who were nearly unconscious, a moment of clarity.
True self, fight, vanquish falsehood.
Although there is no distinction between high and low paths, the upper limit of each path depends on the cultivator themselves.
But there are indeed some paths that, at the same realm, possess stronger expressiveness and are widely recognized as having a broader future. They are even viewed as "the pinnacle of perfection."
These three paths are all within it.
...and it made Meng Tianhai even happier.
Dou Zhao had never been treated as food in his entire life. He only felt this kind of intention when Huo Shiji saw him, and today was the first time he truly experienced it.
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But Jiang Wang, was not the first time to feel this kind of greed.
He was already being used by Zhuang Chengqian for robbery during his time within the Imperial Court.
This was not the first time he had felt such despair!
He didn't pin his hopes on anyone, but strained his mind, thinking hard about where there might still be a way out.
It is impossible to give up.
“A destiny written by others is definitely not my life, Jiang Wang’s life,” he thought to himself.
His consciousness was near coma, yet his subconscious mind surged like a raging sea!
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"I can help you."
At that moment, he heard such a voice in his ear.
This voice is already very familiar, deeply imprinted.
Jiang Wang tried his best to open his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Xu Ximing again.
Bearing a six-foot long sword, the ugly Xu Ximing floated before them, parallel to the Rose of Fate. Zheng looked at him seriously and emphasized again: "Do you want to live Do you want to escape your fate of being swallowed up I can help you."
"What's the price" Jiang Wang paused for a moment, asking with his mind.
"Help me kill a person." Xu Ximing's voice was listless, his emotions inexplicable.
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"Thank you." Jiang Wang said. "You're welcome."
"Don't you ask me who I'm going to kill"
"No matter which grandmaster you're aiming for, my answer is the same." Jiang Wang expressed this thought with great effort, then stopped responding.
He must conserve his meager strength and struggle for himself.
At this moment, Meng Tianhai suddenly shouted: "Bodhi Demon Ancestor! Don't meddle!"
Xu Ximing was not the first time appearing. He had once conversed with Jiang Wang when Wu Bingyi, Si Yu'an and others were present, and several grand masters at that time were completely unaware.
But Meng Tianhai was the first to notice.
This eyesight is certainly superior.
He did more than just scold. As he scolded, he shook the Blood River, causing another person to emerge from its depths!
Though his full form remains unseen, a terrifying aura already stretches to the heavens.
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This is simply disheartening, another peak!
Meng Tianhai, like this surging blood river, constantly reveals his cards, but he still can't see the bottom.
This couldn't help but raise a doubt in people's minds: just how many peak incarnations could Meng Tianhai manifest
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To date, including his own true form, he has manifested a full five peak-level bodies. In addition to the three Path Derivation level monsters he controls and is attempting to bring into the battlefield, the peak combat power he displays has surpassed that of most countries in the world!
If all the Blood River True Lords of history could reappear. Even further, those like Guan Changqing, powerful figures who were lost to the Blood River in history, could even reappear with their peak performances within the Blood River...
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Is Meng Tianhai not the number one person in the world
Who can subdue it except those who transcend the mundane
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