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Chapter 196: Kill Them All!
Chapter 196: Kill Them All!
At this moment, the sky vanished.
Lv Yang looked upward, only to see turbid clouds dissipating, the sun, moon, and stars all dimming together. A boundless river of stars, endless and headless, encircled the horizon.
Was this starlight? The Milky Way?
Lv Yang couldn’t tell. All he saw was this endless celestial stream flowing slowly—its upper reaches piercing the firmament, merging sea and sky into one; its lower currents submerging mountains, forcing peaks to bow.
The Primordial True Sage’s Dao Aberration was first to bear the brunt. He hadn’t even time to react, merely lifting his gaze to see the river’s reflection in his eyes. The river’s waters then surged from his eyes, dissolving flesh and sinew, melting his body inch by inch.
Without hesitation, Lv Yang lunged forward to seize him.
Yet even then, the Dao Aberration didn’t flinch. He stood frozen, lips trembling, murmuring a single word:
“Valleystream.”
The moment he finished speaking, the Dao Aberration turned to stillness, his once-gleaming Imperial Decree of Golden Inscription fading into dullness before clattering to the ground like mundane debris.
Lv Yang naturally claimed it all without hesitation.
He then turned to his surroundings, spotting Ying Tongshou and Ye Xingfeng still kneeling motionlessly, their expressions as vacant as the Dao Aberration’s.
Then came a gust of wind—and their bones crumbled, flesh disintegrating with a rustling sound.
“Hua hua!”
Two Mid-Stage Foundation Building cultivators—masters of True Man cultivation, one even a legendary swordsman who had forged a Sword Intent—were reduced to dust by a mere breeze!
Then came a clatter. Ying Tongshou’s storage pouch and Ye Xingfeng’s lifelong-forged soul-bound sword plummeted. Lv Yang scooped everything up without batting an eye.
Above the heavens, at the edge of the oceans, a deafening roar sounded. Lv Yang tilted his head skyward.
A rain of falling stars blazed across the firmament.
Lv Yang activated his divine sight, channeling his Ultimate Heaven Instrument to its limit. The radiance of his Cinnabar Fire Illumination Brightened the Six Directions, barely piercing the murky veil.
The ocean—was rising.
No, more precisely, a portion of it. How vast? Lv Yang couldn’t tell, but distant horizons twisted as if colliding.
“A section of the sea has flown into the sky?”
He peered through the Thirty-Sixfold Celestial Vanguard Clouds, piercing mists until he glimpsed a hazy face veiled in fog.
“True Monarch’s Dharma Body!”
He’d seen this once during the Dao Contention War, but back then he hadn’t yet reached Foundation Building. Now, the sight was far more vivid than his distant memories.
The colossal face tilted downward.
It didn’t just glance at him—it winked. A flirtatious, gleeful wink.
Yet for Lv Yang, the target of that coquetry, darkness exploded in his vision. He nearly shattered into soul fragments, twin streams of blood trickling from his eyes. He bowed his head hastily, too terrified to meet that celestial visage again.
But in that fleeting glimpse, he understood.
At this moment, half the Overseas Dominion had already been lifted into the palm of True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue’s hand, like water scooped upward with sheer force!
In the inland regions near Jiangxi.
Fortune Immortal blazed like lightning, his Gemshine Blessed Land glowing under his feet. He raced alongside a shadowy figure.
“Amitabha.”
The figure materialized—radiant in Buddhist light—revealing Precious Vase Moonlight Bodhisattva, borrowing Guangming’s form. Her face hardened with fury:
“Stop following me!”
Fortune Immortal didn’t hesitate: “Venerable Bodhisattva, I wish to join your Pure Land! I’ll merge my Gemshine Blessed Land into yours!”
With his keen insight, Fortune knew this Bodhisattva’s manifestation differed fundamentally from the two True Monarch clones. The others were hastily conjured, but this one was meticulously planned.
To survive, he had no choice but to side with her.
He considered himself a Golden Core cultivator reborn—even without a divine fruit title, his metal-element essence would benefit the Pure Land.
In ordinary times, he might hesitate.
But now, with True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue herself in the field, indecision meant certain death. Better alive than dead.
“You wish to join my Pure Land?”
For a fleeting moment, Precious Vase Moonlight Bodhisattva felt tempted. But before she could speak, a gentle breeze brushed past.
Moist and cool, it transformed into icy clarity, splashing her face like a mountain spring. Suddenly, her vision blurred, reality dissolving into a dream. Direction lost, all she heard was the tinkling of water before her form shattered into chaos.
“Honglong!”
Heavenly radiance surged, like a flood breaching a dam. The Bodhisattva’s clone exploded into golden sparks, utterly helpless against the onslaught.
Within the Blissful Purity Pure Land of Jiangxi, the true Precious Vase Moonlight Bodhisattva snapped her eyes open, her serene composure shattered.
“Madwoman! Why did it have to be me first? I hadn’t even agreed to him yet!”
Her calmness crumbled. For a moment, she raged like a shrew, spewing curses like a common scold.
Only after a while did she recover.
“No good… My clone’s destruction is affecting my original body!”
In an instant, she focused her Buddhist light, severing chaotic thoughts with a mantra, refusing to engage with external affairs again.
Meanwhile, in the Overseas Dominion.
As the Bodhisattva’s clone shattered, Fortune Immortal stood resigned, sighing heavily.
Moments later, his Gemshine Blessed Land visibly dimmed, fissures crawling across its surface like a spiderweb. No matter how he channeled power or activated divine abilities, the cracks refused repair.
“Mid-Stage… Alas!”
Before his voice faded, Fortune Immortal exploded, his body erupting into fiery meteors raining toward the sea.
Almost simultaneously, two more meteors blazed—Dao Court Emperor’s clone and the Sword Pavilion’s True Monarch avatar.
Below, Lv Yang watched the sky rain falling stars. Yet before they touched the sea, the endless Milky Way quenched them all.
Only now did Lv Yang realize his earlier worries were unfounded.
Would True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue fail to handle this?
She’d simply killed them all!
Ye Xingfeng, Blood Demon True Man, Ying Tongshou, the Dao Aberration, Fortune Immortal—the True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue spared none, annihilating them without discrimination!
Suddenly, Lv Yang lifted his gaze. The boundless Milky Way flowed, its voice riding the celestial tides from south to north, west to east, echoing into the Dao Court, Pure Land, and Sword Pavilion. Not words—but an exultant, roaring laughter:
“Hahahahaha!”
The laughter burned with fervor. Cultivators below Foundation Building, their statuses too low, couldn’t resist joining in mindlessly.
Almost instantly, four auras surged.
The laughter ceased abruptly, as if summer’s warmth snapped into winter’s frost. Only a crisp, cold question remained:
“Who wishes to challenge me?”
(End of Chapter)
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