Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Crown
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The sound of waves crashing.
All things in the world become concrete.
Jiang Wang did not immediately get up.
Those discarded fragments of dreams were pushed back by the waves.
For a moment, he was willing to sleep in the sea.
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This was truly a grueling battle.
The world was in chaos, leaving little room to breathe. He, who had just defeated the four masters of martial arts with flying colors, almost lost himself to Heaven's devouring power. Wu Qin even declared him dead, but he opened his eyes. Then came a long journey of searching. Under the immense pressure of Heaven, he traveled across countless domains, seeking a path for ten thousand miles... until finally, he earned the chance to fight back.
Just standing before the Tianren Jiangwang is already a miracle!
Although the world has only passed through five watches of the night, within my heart's prison, Zhen-I Jiang Wang and Tian-Ren Jiang Wang have been locked in a fierce battle for an immeasurable length of time. It is beyond counting and cannot be measured by time.
After sealing the Innate Eternal Golden Venerable, he completely abandoned the path of Heaven's Dao.
Of course, he also created history beyond the path of humans, once again pushing the limits of truth to the extreme. Thus, he saw his own peak path.
He intended to walk a path different from that of Heaven and Man, yet one that was stronger. Now, he has walked it.
But the process of climbing upwards is also a farewell to what lies behind. Looking back suddenly, the sky is so high, some people can never be seen again.
One breath, two breaths.
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> Okay, I'm rested.
Jiang Wang came back to his senses and carefully familiarized himself with his body. He let his body slowly rise, just as it had slowly sunk earlier. His tall and powerful figure gradually regained its alert posture during this process, ready to fight at any time.
As soon as he set foot on the sea, Cao Jie, who was standing tall and fully armored in the air, looked over alertly: "Jiang Wang"
"Master, it's me," Jiang Wang pursed her lips.
With just a slight glance upward, the celestial tower vanished.
Without the stars to contend with, the sun shone even brighter. It hung in the sky, one wheel, reflected in the sea, another.
Between the sunrise of heaven and sea, Jiang Wangyu adorned with jade crown and hair bound, boots wading through water, is the third kind of brilliance.
Cao Jie looked deeply at Jiang Wang like that, as if trying to see through him to his "true self" or "heavenly human". Finally, he took out the food box from his bosom: “I haven’t eaten the pastry you sent me yet—do you need it”
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“It wasn't needed then, and it won't be needed now.” Jiang Wang said, “But the taste is very good.”
"Hmm...it's good!" Cao Jie was already eating.
Jiang Wang gazed at the sky and sea: "Du Hou, do you have any wine"
"No drinking in the army." Cao Jie said.
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But with a flick of his hand, he brought forth a cup or a pot from somewhere unknown, and directly presented it to Jiang Wang: "However, since you have left your post and are no longer in the military."
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The wine vessel is a crane-bill vase with a curved neck and a narrow mouth.
The cup was white porcelain, with seven points of liquor. The liquor was amber in color.
Good wine.
Jiang Wang raised his cup: "Today we drink the wine that has finally arrived!"
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Bottoms up!
And then, raising the wine flask, he poured its contents into the sea.
The amber liquid rolled and sank in the sea, like a stubborn cloud, reluctant to disperse... But it would eventually vanish into the depths.
Jiang Wang tossed the empty wine pot and cup aside, letting them bob about like small boats on a vast sea.
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A person in the world, what is it like a boat!
He turned and walked towards the direction of Shenlu.
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The sea breeze rustles the green clothes, vaguely giving a sense of fairylike enchantment.
“This wine is potent, drink it quickly and you will get drunk.” Cao Jie asked from behind, “Do you know what day it is today”
Jiang Wang walked forward: "I'm very clear. Now is my time."
"Where will the immortal Master Jiang go" Cao Jie asked again.
Jiang Wang didn't turn back. He simply raised one hand, forming a ring with his thumb and little finger, while his index, middle, and ring fingers stood together like a vertical board. In this way, he formed a seal, placing it on top of his head: "A true person should crown themselves."
Time goes back.
Zhan Yu, the commander of the Rain Cutting Army, covered his neck and staggered forward.
He always pushes time forward.
This was his second time leaving the Ghostface Fish Sea. The first time was a fierce expedition to seek out Lou Yue, this time he was on the verge of death, leaving alone and in despair.
Of course he didn't want to die, but a life devoid of meaning wasn't much better.
At this very moment, he didn't feel anguish or pain; he only felt contentment and amusement.
Blood trickled between the fingers, a thick feeling clinging to them, making these hands feel as if they were webbed with blood.
Don't relax!
The blade's mark on the wound was too sharp, a relatively narrow cut yet a wound that defied easy healing. It was a wound to his very being, a breach in his Dao. To combat it, he needed utmost seriousness, lest his fundamental Dao crumble further.
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After breaking free from his shackles, he was unable to truly fight.
Instead, he used the state of complete liberation to heal his wounds.
As the wound was about to stop bleeding, his hands, which had been crossed and locked around his neck, separated into two fingers each, reaching into the wound and pulling outwards!
A rather narrow sword cut widened and stretched, from collarbone to chin, with blood gushing out!
The viscous blood, like a pair of bloody gloves, was put on him, and he was also covered in a blood-red robe. The original color could no longer be seen, it was just crimson stacked upon maroon.
He walked unsteadily.
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Dissecting oneself is also a process of further understanding oneself. Healing oneself means making up for past shortcomings. Keeping the wounds is to feel more deeply the sword of Jiang Wang's aspirations.
The sea breeze blows in your face.
When a person is weak, the wind blows even more fiercely. It slashes like blades, ruthlessly striking his eyelids.
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He simply gazed blankly, with a serene expression, observing everything, accepting every passing moment that unfolded in the world.
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If you can't blind him, he will just keep staring.
Until a certain moment, he staggered and nearly fell. When he managed to steady himself, everything around him had changed. It was as if he had fallen into a mysterious place. Before him stretched rows upon rows of magnificent buildings that seemed to pierce the heavens, shrouded in an ethereal mist. The farther he looked, the more indistinct they became.
But there was no feeling of actually existing.
The sea gives birth to myriad wonders, who knows if it's a mirage
Even in his weakened state, Tian Anping never lost sight of the bigger picture. Of course, he didn't care much for truth or falsehood.
If someone takes it seriously, then it's not a lie.
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He stood motionless outside the gatehouse, not entering. He remained silent like this for a long time, until from deep within the mirage, a shadowy figure emerged—
This figure seems to be formed from a phantom glow, with a radiant countenance so brilliant it is impossible to look upon. Being here, yet not truly being here.
"My goodness, that's a nasty wound." the man said.
Tian Anping covered his throat, his voice condensing in the air: "All parties are so restrained, this war's opportunity is once in a millennium. You all wait for chaos, how when the opportunity comes, don't you seize it"
A man in the mirage said, "Didn't you warn us before you exerted your strength"
Tian Anping's voice said, "A missed opportunity never comes again. If everything has to wait for me to remind you, you can't keep up at all. This cooperation might as well be over. You have no way out, so there is no need for me to board this doomed ship."
The people in the mirage asked him, "Have you ever been on my boat"
Tian Anping took a step forward, landing right at the boundary between the mirage and the real sea. His long hair billowed in the wind.
"Do you care about the sunken ship" asked the man in the mirage.
“I care about wasting time,” Tian Anping said.
“Not bad! There are still things in this world that you care about.” said the person from the mirage.
Tian Anping suddenly tightened the wound on his neck! The tip of his finger ignited with black flame, sewing the wound closed.
The man in the mirage said, "After much thought, now is still not the right time."
"When the world is set, the situation has long been decided. The overlords of all sides have deep roots and have monopolized all sunlight and rain. Only when one giant falls will you have space to emerge from the soil." Tian Anping's voice said: "If it weren't for the war between powerful nations, the world would be in chaos, you would wait another ten thousand years, and you wouldn't get your chance."
The people in the mirage chuckled softly, "It's hard for you to be hurt like this and still think of us."
Tian Anping's words were characters, jumping in the air, making a sound: "I created the opportunity. It is your business not to seize it. Right"
A man in the mirage said, "Yes."
Tian Anping said, "Now you should pay the price that matches this opportunity."
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"You make a good point. That's exactly why I came here," the man in the mirage smiled. "What do you want"
Tian Anping raised his eyes, thoughtfully: "Under Cao Jie's nose, appearing here, is it an easy thing for you to do"
"It's not too difficult," the voice from within the mirage said calmly. "He relies on his army after all. He's a cultivator of the military."
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Tian Anping said, "I thought of a very good gift."
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"First, let me remind you—" the man from the mirage said, "the rewards you could reap from this war are immeasurable. In other words, this opportunity isn't entirely given to us. You need our power to make the war inevitable, we merely stopped it. Hah! Or should I say, saved you from a precipice"
Tian Anping looked at the mirage calmly: "I don't speak your kind of logic."
The man in the mirage laughed heartily: "Then you speak! What gift do you desire"
"Kill Cao Jie." Tian Anping said.
The mirage swayed, nearly collapsing. The people inside the mirage, as if there was only a pair of eerie eyes left, stared at Tian Anping: "This isn't funny."
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Tian An's face remained impassive: "Really You actually think I'm the type to make jokes"
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"I don't quite understand — what benefit does killing Cao Jie bring you" the person in the Mirage asked.
Tian Anping said, "What are the benefits of doing something That's your way of thinking. Not mine."
“It sounds like you’re saying—but do good deeds, don't ask about the future!” said the person in the mirage. “Perhaps you are a good person after all!”
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“A good person or a bad person, it’s just a worldly standard.” Tian Anping's voice, strangely warped and distorted as if agitated, asked, "Right, or wrong"
The man in the mirage pondered for a moment, then said: "It's easy to deceive Cao Jie, but to kill him is not so simple, and it's impossible to guarantee success. Even at this time when Heavenly Secrets are confused, this is a very dangerous thing. Tian Anping, at least right now, I haven't made the kind of preparations necessary for such a dangerous undertaking."
Reaching the pinnacle of Dao represents the ultimate power level of the current world.
To kill a peak-level expert, there is usually one prerequisite: "the peak doesn't retreat". This opportunity usually happens on the battlefield.
To hunt a peak-level powerhouse who yearns for retirement, you need more than just superior strength.
Tian Anping was about to speak when he suddenly turned his head!
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Excessive force and overly aggressive movements caused the neck wound to bleed profusely again!
He looked towards the distant anglerfish sea.
At this moment, four brilliant stars hung high in the night sky, and four terrifying star pillars reached from heaven to earth, plunging into the sea. The entire coastal archipelago was shaken by it, and all the people living near the sea looked up in awe. What ordinary people saw was a spectacle, but someone who had just been driven out, like him, naturally saw Jiang Wang.
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> Jiang Wang, who was thought to have already sunk, once again struggled in the depths of the Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, the path is locked by the sea, which also means that an unprecedented battle is taking place.
This thrilled him!
“Do you know what's happening over there” the mirage’s inhabitant asked softly.
Tian Anping did not answer, but just stared unblinkingly in that direction, saying, "Change the gift."
He gaped, ignoring how the movement tore at his wound further, blood seeping out: "I want the Heavenly Human Law!"
"Are you sure" The man in the mirage said, "Even Jiang Wang, the recognized contemporary prodigy, with so many people helping him and so many resources at his disposal, hasn't been able to break free. He's just struggling along."
At this moment, Tian Anping was not calm. There was a strange excitement in him: "If he can, it means there's a way. If he can't, then this is just my challenge."
The man in the mirage fell silent for a long time, and finally said: "There is no certain path to becoming a celestial being, but there are some paths that lead closer to the way of heaven."
“That’s enough,” said Tian Anping.
When heaven and earth reached their final decline, all directions were in turmoil.
Even at the village level, people's daily routines were chaotic. They had no set times for work and rest. Just as they lay down, dawn broke. As soon as they got up, it was nightfall again. The unpredictable weather patterns also disrupted their usual way of life.
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The common people were filled with anxiety and couldn't sit still, many believing that the heavens and earth were about to collapse. Many cults and heterodox groups took advantage of the situation, spreading rumors of the end of Dharma and using the psychology of panic to spread their teachings… Such as "children of destiny," "sages of the final tribulation," there were too many examples to list.
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Of course, these are tests of the governance levels of various countries.
Whereas smaller changes pertain to ordinary affairs, larger ones involve alterations to the fundamental laws of nature — these are beyond the reach of common people.
For example, in the snowy Northwest region, an aurora spectacle appeared, lasting all day. Whether it was a change in celestial phenomena or the handiwork of the founding emperor of Li Nation, who is vying for dominance today, is unknown.
For example, above the Yinxian Forest in the south, a chasm tens of thousands of meters wide opened inexplicably in the sky, and showed no sign of healing. Huge masses of clouds poured down from there, especially at dusk when the setting sun painted the sky red, it looked like a bleeding wound on the heavens.
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Speaking of all the human garrison locations, the only place that feels "normal" is probably the Mistlands.
Because it is always chaotic, it can no longer be more chaotic.
The white-browed, serene gaze of Zhú Bì Qióng soars through this space.
The Myriad Realm has always been the first choice for cultivators near the sea to test themselves. No one who hasn't ventured into the Myriad Realm can truly be considered a master.
Having lived at sea for so many years, I have also witnessed the transformation of maritime order. This place called the Labyrinth, she often comes and goes.
It's almost laughable to say this—when Master was around, he would personally accompany her into the Demon Realm. He would often hide in the shadows, waiting until a crisis arose and then jump out to help. Because of his unauthorized insertion of real combat power, which disrupted the order of the Demon Realm, they were even warned by the Heavenly Purity Nation.
Where is the cultivator who isn't fighting alone here It's just strange that she went out carrying an umbrella.
Now it was her turn to shield the sect — but a fierce storm raged outside, and her umbrella was small and flimsy.
She often thinks of her elder sister, but she can only think about it.
Life is like a labyrinth.
There is no above or below, no left or right, no direction.
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