Chapter Twenty-Nine: Void Breaches
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Still able to fight, still able to fight in real life combat!
This is the outcry of a martial arts master over a thousand years old, on the verge of death.
The battle between Shu Wei-jun and Jiang Wang was not very fancy, almost entirely a clash of brute force.
Idle tactics hold no meaning, they are only useful in a clash of extremes against extremes.
On Tiānjué Peak, not even a bird chirped. Even the booming of Jùcheng had ceased.
Behind Jiang Wang, the Demon Ape was still meditating cross-legged.
The shadow of Shu Wei Jun's two fists coming down still hasn't dissipated.
The martial spirit was truly too powerful, the person too strong.
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Looking at Shu Wei-jun who, relying on his physical body, formed an array and instantly teleported to below, Jiang Wang didn't say a word. He only acted like a hawk swooping down, raising his sword and hanging it upside down in the air.
For someone like Shu Wei-Jun, the only way to show respect is through an all-out fight.
This sword seemed like a heavenly waterfall suspended in the air. Countless sword qi and endless sword light entangled with the howling high heavens.
People gaze upon the Milky Way, opening up a heavenly chasm. Beyond, clouds billow on the horizon, flowing back after the waterfall of stars. Majestic and vast, truly a breathtaking sight.
But the person standing before Tianpu is even more magnificent than all of this.
He once dived in the Tiehe River, nearly drowning at the riverbed; he once crossed the vast cosmic emptiness with his bare body, for a time losing his way home among the stars; he once stood before the ruins of Yue Xiaoxu, the esteemed sage of Mojia, under the cascading Yu Yuan Waterfall, like a piece of rough iron repeatedly hammered by the waterfall, falling and rising again...
In his thousand-plus years of life, how many times has he died!
At this moment, half of his skull had caved in, with a deep indentation above his brow. His eyeballs were nearly bulging out, looking quite terrifying. However, his head of white hair, streaked with red and white, added a touch of youthfulness.
He suffered such severe trauma.
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But for the name "Shu Wei Jun," getting hurt is when the real battle begins.
He looked up at Jiang Wang, who was falling upside down, and grinned with a satisfied smile. He was grateful that his opponent, even when having the upper hand, still respected the fight so much. He would also give such opponents the unique respect belonging to "Shu Wei Jun".
Uttermost respect.
That high-hanging sword light, and the sword qi, depict thousands of variations of the sword path, describing a legendary figure named "Jiang Wang," and his understanding of swordsmanship throughout his journey.
This is roughly the legendary "Yemo Sword Scripture," the peerless swordsmanship that made the "Starlight Meadow Little Qingyang" famous. Even today, Shu Wei-jun was seeing it for the first time.
The
Hellfire Sword Prison is constantly evolving its swordsmanship. At this moment, it unfolds in the air, with such complex changes that even a martial arts master like him cannot see them entirely.
But he merely lifted his foot, one leg independent, the other raised high, slicing upwards from below, splitting over his head! Those muscles knotted and iron-forged legs stood like a vertical “I”.
The arc it swept across left sharp, piercing marks, just like a razor.
In the echoing resonance, space seemed like a thin sheet of paper being cut.
One can almost see the sky split open like a book, revealing the mysteries of the universe within. After tearing open the veil of our world, all that remains is the vast emptiness.
Within that terrifying, almost unheard-of piercing shriek, the sword qi heavenly waterfall also streamed apart along with the space being ripped open.
Shu Wei-jun kicked himself into the universe!
Jiang Wang ascended like a dragon, leaping into the cosmos. He walked with Shu WeiJun and faced him head-on. At this moment, countless stars twinkled behind him.
In his green robes and unsheathed sword, he exuded a vibrant energy, an untamed freedom that was impossible to describe. Even the bloodstain on his forehead seemed insignificant in the face of his charisma.
In the vast universe, he has true freedom.
Otherwise... he was truly afraid that he might accidentally break the Heavenly Peak.
His battle with Ji Jinglu took place before the endless stone wall. His fight with Cao Yuchian occurred under the oppression of Luohunling. Only his battle with Shu Weiquan was truly open and unrestrained. The heavens served as the battlefield, and the earth offered no boundaries.
As for right now, let loose!
In the void, there should naturally be no wind. But Jiang Wang's hair tips were still gently lifted.
He stood in the void, his existence boldly proclaimed.
For a moment, all the starlight dimmed. In the vast universe, the endless void, the immeasurable Milky Way, everything visible continuously faded and receded into the distance.
Yet four points of light descended from that ancient starry expanse, manifesting into tangible realities, anchoring this space-time.
There was a green seven-story stone pagoda, an old-fashioned seven-story five-sided pavilion, a red seven-story four-cornered flying eaves building, and a grand and dignified purple seven-story building.
This represents the projection of the four stars, Lian Zhen, Wu Qu, Tan Lang, and Po Jun, of the Four Star Realms. It is the concrete manifestation of the Four Great Celestial Palaces of Light, and also Jiang Wang's trustworthiness, sincerity, benevolence, and martial arts!
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The star building erected is the universe of Jiang Zhenren.
At this moment, the howling starlight flowed like a celestial river, with stars from all directions converging upon him. At this moment, every sword strike of his possessed unlimited power!
How terrifying is Jiang Wang when he unleashes his full power
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Facing Shu Wei-jun, I merely drew my sword.
Between him and Shu Wei-jun, the nothingness that was originally devoid of anything, suddenly opened up a chasm-like rift.
... but it was merely for the sake of homesickness that Shu Weijun's body suddenly burst forth with thousands of feet of blazing white electric light, like silver dragons dancing wildly. That was terrifying thunderous lightning capable of silencing all sound and devouring souls.
"Void begets emptiness", "Aurora obliterates electricity".
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These are all manifestations of power so immense that the void cannot contain them. They are one of the terrifying visions that practitioners must avoid when traversing the void.
By now, at Jiang Wang's current level, the moment his power is fully unleashed, it will be a devastation to the universe.
Under the suppression of the Central World, it's still alright. In the vastness of the cosmos, the birth and death of a world is no longer a fantasy.
Shu Wei Jun, facing such a sword thrust, had a skull caved in and thus his ferocious face shone with pious light.
A warrior does not set up a Star Pavilion, all things return to oneself.
He spread Mo learning throughout the heavens and myriad realms, traveling on foot.
But when it comes to the true way of an Mohist, the responsibility that Mohists should shoulder, he understands it better than anyone.
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The ancient Four Spirits Star Region, through the explorations of countless sages, is the most stable and secure region. And at this moment, starlight shines upon him.
He had never built a star pavilion in the ancient starry sky, but for over a thousand years, wherever his path led and whatever he did, wasn't it all about scattering starlight and spreading his teachings
The so-called "might, elegance, demeanor, and martial prowess".
The spirit passed down from ancient times in Mojia is his armor.
Those starlight leaves, formed in the celestial pattern, narrated ancient Daoist traces, fluttering towards him one by one. In this vast universe, they bestowed upon him infinite radiance.
The Mohism school had many research directions. Perhaps the complexity of these research directions led to shifts in intellectual trends, or perhaps the conflict between different intellectual trends guided different research fields.
For nearly ten thousand years, the mainstream in human-controlled armor has been "complexity" and "bigness".
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In ancient times, Gongye Ji, the master of the Mohist school of mechanical engineering, shouted the slogan "Greatness Equals Strength," and with unparalleled energy accumulation, he created a colossal mechanical puppet, the Giant Divine Spirit, which shone brightly in interracial wars.
Shu Wei-jun walked the path of a martial scholar, but never abandoned the traditions of Mojia practice.
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“Ink” is his root, “universal love,” “non-aggression,” “heavenly will,” “equality,” “honoring the ghosts”…Mohist thought is his soul. The Mohist exploration of cosmic truth is precisely what he has been practicing for over a thousand years.
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His physical body is the most intricate mechanism, his flesh and blood naturally generating runes of the highest order. In the depths of the universe, he fully releases the starlight he calls upon, which is also the form of the puppet armor.
In such brilliant and boundless splendor, he manifested a luminous giant towering ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang!
Wielding this starlight armor, I stand firm in the vast emptiness of space.
The terrifying "Aurora Annihilation" was grasped by him with one hand. He simply stepped over the abyss formed by the so-called "Void Gap".
The distance between him and Jiang Wang was once vast, but now that distance no longer exists.
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The starlight condensed into a fist, gripping the twisted electric snake, and punched straight at Jiang Wang!
This is a battle with no holds barred, he is performing all the cultivation he has practiced over 1307 years.
Four magnificent starlit palaces, once towering and brilliant, were shattered to pieces. From structures that pierced the heavens, they were reduced to toys in a child's hands, completely losing their former dominance and helplessly flying into the depths of space.
Only Jiang Wang, holding his sword, remained. He was as small and insignificant as a speck of dust.
But everyone could not avoid his eyes, all the gaze fixed on this battle, all couldn't forget his expression.
He is at present—at times ferocious, baring his fangs; at times ethereal, drifting through the world; at times compassionate, expressing joy and sorrow with abandon; at times indifferent, as emotionless as nature itself.
A moment of demonic appearance, a moment of immortal appearance, a moment of all beings' appearance, a moment of celestial and human appearance!
The Starlit Tower was his beacon in the cosmic expanse, a testament to his teachings, yet also his shackles.
Opening the shackles, a monkey at ease! Many people find this scene familiar!
Who can forget Tiandong City
The giant's fist smashed halfway before he sensed danger and immediately retreated.
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From Jiang Wang's nostrils, two wisps of frost wind emerged.
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A false heavenly appearance, the ultimate intention of heaven... what a strong wind!
That howling, surging cold wave swept forth from that direction, regardless of west or east. For a time, all directions were gripped by extreme cold, with everything trembling and snow drifting through the depths of the cosmos.
Every flake of falling snow is the ruthless killing intent of the Heavenly Dao's Imperfect Wind condensed into icy coldness. They drift through the void, leaving frost marks in its wake. Whatever they touch, they tear apart. Falling on the luminous armor giant, they shred its starlight, piece by piece.
And Jiang Wang's crimson gaze, firmly locked onto the trajectory of the Guangjia Giant as it retreated, never wavered.
In the void, there were no up or down, left or right. But beneath the feet of the luminous giant, an endless and terrifying hellish phantom appeared. Blazing inferno flames burned from nothingness into reality, clinging to the towering figure of the luminous giant.
This flame, divided into three colors of fire, actually treats starlight as fuel, burning ever brighter!
In this immense struggle of attrition, the pinnacle martial intent and the highest organ of the Mohists, the Light Puppet Armor, inevitably felt a bit cumbersome.
From the eye socket of the Giant of Light, two beams of annihilation shot out, traversing the void!
Just then, a huge meteorite flew past, instantly turning into mist without a trace.
Shu Wei stood still in the core space of the Shining Armor giant, closing his eyes and letting go, sharing the perspective of the Shining Armor giant. He could see every speck of dust deep within the universe, but the figure in blue robes with a sword was gone.
...When!
He suddenly opened his eyes and struck with a whip kick diagonally.
His unbreakable legs, he drew on an ancient and mysterious scabbard with hidden dragon patterns, a longing scabbard!
But seeing Jiang Wang extend his left hand, his left hand gripping the scabbard, the scabbard just pressing against Shu Wei Jun's leg. A single strand of hair fell over his eyes. His crimson eyes showed no emotion. His other hand held a sword, blood dripping from his tiger's mouth, staining the blade.
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Shu Wei-Jun's gaze shifted to behind Jiang Wang, and that's when he saw a deep void piercing through the giant light warrior's body, extending all the way into the cosmic void.
He smiled with relief.
This was a process he could understand. Jiang Wang was certainly stronger than him, but he could see the path ahead.
Over these thousand years, whether due to his disposition, his talents, or the lack of opportunity... in fact, he failed to become the strongest at the level of true understanding.
But the gap between him and Kanata, the strongest, was a visible one. He hadn't fallen too far behind.
Thus, he could answer himself, these past years have not been in vain.
Shu Wei Jun slowly retracted his whip leg, and in this process, the light-armored giant gradually disintegrated, its brilliance returning to the ancient starry sky.
He clasped his fists in a salute to Jiang Wang, this battle's outcome was already decided.
Jiang Wang slowly, very slowly closed his eyes. The crimson light of immortality was thus cut off by his eyelids and disappeared into the depths of the universe.
When he opened his eyes again, they were calm and lively once more.
He and Shu Wei-jun have also returned from the depths of the universe, standing in the sky above Tiansuo Peak.
"Since Master Shu is about to attain enlightenment, I won't keep you any longer."
“Why doesn’t Daoist Master Jiang come to Jicheng for a visit”
The two people almost spoke at the same time, then smiled at each other. Then they bowed to each other as a farewell.
Jiang Wang turned and boarded the Jianwen Immortal Boat, carrying his friends and family north—south of the Long River, between two towns, looking northward to Zhongyu was Wei!
There stood a complete Wufeng.
Unless something unexpected happens, this will also be Jiang Wang's last leg of this extreme journey.
"Jiang Wang...won again." In the quiet chamber that did not exist in the physical world, such a voice rang out.
Accompanying that exhale was a wisp of faint smoke.
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The white jade mouthpiece glowed with flickering embers.
"As expected." Sun Yin stood arms akimbo by the door: "He's going to break his limits again, he's going to surpass the historical record he set for himself."
"Speaking of which... you, as the leader of the Yellow River, surpass him. " Zhao Zi's dark lips twitched into a distant smile: “Does the later one come after the former”
Sun Yin smiled: "There are too many cases where newcomers overtake the old. I am just one example."
Zhao Zi glanced at him: "With such humility now, who could remember that you are You Jinglong"
Back then, You Que, who was arrogant and looked down on others, claiming that "the sky is not the highest" and vowing to make Jingtian surpass all others within a hundred years, after years of hiding, became someone who could say "there are many people like me."
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Time is truly a cruel thing.
“One year, two years, three years…” Squatting on the ground, using a gold ingot to fiddle with an abacus, Qian Chou, who seemed very bored, suddenly said, “Zhao Zi, you have to be careful.”
"Yes," Zhao apparently understood. "I'll be careful of my hair."
The top four guardians of the Equal Nation, Zhao Zi, Qian Chou, Sun Yin, and Li Mao, are all here today.
Li Mao has already become the Jun of Qian Tang, and is in Tian Gong City in Yin Xian Lin. He stands in plain sight, allowing the world to inspect him, and will never appear here again.
Sun Yin said, "I'm afraid he wants more than just to shave his head."
Zhao Zi slowly took a drag of his cigarette, then gently exhaled, watching the smoke dissipate in circles, like a receding eye. Finally, he spoke softly: "I always feel that we are not enemies."ng all the losers in this round, he was in relatively good shape, but the bloodstains on his body also showed how hard he had fought along the way.>Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me...