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Chapter 141: Imperial Dragon Chariot
Chapter 141: Imperial Dragon Chariot
Across the heavens, Huan Wu True Man fled in utter disarray.
The blood droplets scattering across half of Skull Mountain, resembling fiery meteors, were in fact fragments of his Dao Foundation—his entire life’s cultivation.
Yet now, he had no choice but to abandon them.
If he didn’t escape, he would die here!
In a flash, his surging vital energy erupted into a crimson arc piercing the sky, propelling him toward Skull Mountain’s outskirts. But suddenly, another blinding white light swept down.
The next instant, Huan Wu True Man reappeared before Lv Yang.
Lv Yang raised his sword for a finishing strike, but froze mid-motion. The True Man’s face was now slack, his pupils dimmed—a hollow shell.
“Left his body behind? His Soul fled?”
Frowning, Lv Yang turned his gaze upward. Within the golden auspicious clouds above his head, the silhouette of his Lifebound Divine Ability grew increasingly vivid, as if preparing to fully materialize.
Yet after a moment, Lv Yang exhaled deeply, withdrawing his Divine Ability. He could easily track the fleeing cultivator, but doing so would expose the full extent of his secrets. Observers nearby would quickly deduce his true strength.
“Forget it.”
With that thought, Lv Yang released his Avici Sword. The weapon spun gracefully in midair before a crimson flash erupted.
A red-clad girl of about eight or nine years old emerged, her pigtails sticking skyward. She pouted at the sight of Huan Wu’s abandoned body.
After years of dormancy, her help had failed to kill the enemy—how could she save face? Seeing Lv Yang lost in thought, she hurriedly added, “If my injuries weren’t still healing, I’d have definitely killed that True Man!”
Lv Yang glanced at the sword.
“You can grow stronger?”
“Of course!” The girl thrust her hands on her hips, boastful. “I specialize in shattering Dao Foundations, and devouring them amplifies my power.”
Her eyes sparkled as she gestured wildly. “Just give me ten or so Foundation-Stage cultivators—even weak ones—and I’ll regain thirty percent of my former strength. I’ll manifest a Divine Essence, and then you’ll be unstoppable in battle!”
“Hmm.”
Lv Yang merely nodded dismissively before sealing her back into his sleeve.
He had no interest in “peerless in one’s tier.”
After all, if he could dominate opponents, why bother fighting evenly?
Still, he hadn’t taken this fight lightly. Testing his Lifebound Divine Ability against Huan Wu had been deliberate.
He might not always need power, but he must have it.
“This Lifebound Divine Ability… truly extraordinary.”
Lv Yang turned his awareness inward. Within his Foundation-Building Stage, deep within the golden clouds of his Dao Foundation, hovered a chariot of pure jade and gold.
Four phantom Jiao Dragons, misting clouds from their jaws, pulled it forward with thunderous roars. Twelve grand banners flanked the chariot, followed by golden carriages, ivory-decked rigs, and other ceremonial vehicles.
A vision of solemn majesty.
This was his Lifebound Divine Ability, the Imperial Dragon Chariot. Its function, as revealed by his cultivation, could be summed in one line:
“It manifests through cultivation, embodying heaven and earth. It can Determine Kinship, Resolve Suspicion, Differentiate Sameness, and Clarify Right and Wrong!”
In short, four Divine Essences—each powerful, though only one could be used at a time.
Until now, he’d relied solely on Determine Kinship.
As the name implied, this Essence judged relationships—drawing allies closer, repelling foes. Earlier, whether banishing Holy Sect’s Yushu True Man, evading Huan Wu’s deathblow, or counterattacking, all had stemmed from this Essence’s power. While non-lethal, it granted unparalleled tactical flexibility.
And made escape effortless.
Its range defied imagination.
Anyone entangled in karmic ties with Lv Yang could be reached instantly—the only limit being his spiritual energy expenditure.
This was why he’d been certain to catch Huan Wu.
The Subduing Dragon Arhat’s sudden appearance upon sensing Lv Yang’s Foundation-Breakthrough likely relied on a similar mystery.
The other three Essences were equally unique.
Resolve Suspicion governed karmic causality itself. When events hung in uncertainty, this Essence could force outcomes to his advantage. While heavy karmic entanglements required massive energy expenditures, it guaranteed results—and ensured his desired outcome would always manifest.
Of course, this would bind him to new karma.
Hence Differentiate Sameness—a power to sever such ties. “You are you, I am I. Your deeds need not stain me.” It cut karmic debts clean.
For instance, the Avici Sword’s innate karma? Lv Yang suspected he could sever it entirely once reaching late Foundation-Building.
Thus, Differentiate Sameness often paired with Resolve Suspicion.
With sufficient power, one could become utterly free of karmic burdens—a true celestial wanderer.
But the final Essence, Clarify Right and Wrong, was the most tyrannical.
Not public morality, but his morality. “I say what is right. All judgment bends to my word!”
Though less effective against peers, its power surged against weaker cultivators. A single decree could alter fates—spoken laws manifesting reality. At full mastery, a mere word from him could grant a Refining-Qi cultivator a ten percent edge in breaking through to Foundation-Building!
Lv Yang drifted in the wind, contemplative.
“Lifebound Divine Abilities aren’t randomly formed. Typically, they stem from one’s Dao Foundation, guided by the Soul. Each cultivator’s manifestation differs subtly.”
His Divine Ability had four Essences—flight, severance, differentiation. Not a single offensive technique among them. Yet somehow, they perfectly suited his nature.
“And Huan Wu only wielded one Divine Essence. Was that a Dao Foundation gap? Or does my Perfect Foundation make the difference?”
Three approaching presences snapped him from his thoughts.
Three Foundation-Building True Men from the Holy Sect—sent to assist in eradicating the Divine Martial Gate—hovered nearby, expressions guarded.
“Honored Yuan Tu (Slaughter) Daoist,” one praised, “your peerless Foundation, endless treasures, and divine might ensure victory over the Divine Martial Gate!”
Lv Yang returned the bow, but the man who stepped forward next drew his focus—a dignified middle-aged figure with a flowing beard.
“Yu Jie,” the man introduced, bowing. “Yushu is my junior. I’ve come to atone for his transgressions against you.”
His eyes burned with urgency. “This is not the place to speak freely. Yuan Tu Daoist, might we discuss matters… concerning the Citadel Earth and your future Dao?”
“…Oh?”
Lv Yang’s eyes narrowed.
(End of Chapter)
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