Chapter 210: A Compassionate Heart, Supreme Self

Chapter 210: A Compassionate Heart, Supreme Self

"Is Mr. Mu not here?" asked a white-haired young man among the guests, the strongest of the group, who had once reached the Near-Forbidden Realm in the True Seed Realm.

Xuan Youwei's heart trembled as she realized that Mr. Mu, whom Kun Qianzhou had treated as an honored guest, might have an even more extraordinary background than she had known.

The conversation soon shifted to the Alliance.

Upon learning that Kun Qianzhou had entered seclusion for a transformation, the guests' expressions became solemn.

"Among these factions are allies. As far as we know, Lin Jiar of the Eternal Night Kingdom has officially formed an alliance with Yue Huan of the Moon Palace;

The Divine God Palace of the Divine Race recently conquered Luotian City, and the Forbidden Sequence expert who defended it has since disappeared...

The warriors of the Omnipresent Heaven Kingdom have also allied with You Chengkong, the leader of the Ghostly Domain in the Southern Wilderness Province...

And the distant Sun Moon Alliance, which once defeated the Celestial Net Palace, is said to have two Forbidden Sequence experts among their ranks..."

As they discussed in hushed tones, a commotion erupted outside.

A warrior from the Four Divine Church burst into the room, his face grim as he transmitted a message to Xuan Youwei.

Upon hearing the news, Xuan Youwei stood up abruptly, suppressing her shock to maintain composure in front of her esteemed guests.

The divine statue of the Divine Lord had barely cracked when someone infiltrated the temple's treasury?

The Four Divine Church's treasury was protected by numerous barriers, making it impossible for anyone to enter unnoticed, unless...

Xuan Youwei immediately thought of Weber and Klarsu, who had gone missing without a trace. Could it be them?

No, they wouldn't dare betray the Divine Lord. Someone must have forcefully extracted information from them.

Xuan Youwei made a swift decision and transmitted, "Go find Yin Kongqing. Ask him to take action."

The messenger returned with a troubled expression, "I've already tried, but Mr. Yin isn't at his cultivation ground."

Xuan Youwei frowned, as the strongest warrior of the Four Divine Church, Yin Kongqing, was even more formidable than her.

"Youwei, is something wrong? Why don't we go and see for ourselves?" The white-haired young man took the initiative, rising with a casual demeanor. "Let's find out who dares to cause trouble during Mr. Kun's seclusion."

Xuan Youwei hesitated but didn't refuse.

The group went outside and climbed a tall building, looking down at the temple below.

Amidst the encirclement of countless warriors from the church, a lone figure bravely fought their way out.

Xuan Youwei was stunned when she saw the person's face, hesitating to recognize him, as she had only seen his photo before.

A moment later, her expression changed, and she turned to transmit a message to a warrior from the Four Divine Church, asking them to notify Kun Qianzhou, regardless of his seclusion.

This person was none other than Ji Jingqiu, the one Kun Qianzhou had been longing for day and night.

At the temple, Ji Jingqiu strode forward with calm and composure, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow. He carved a bloody path through the relentless onslaught of the Four Divine Church's followers, his body untouched by a single drop of blood.

No one could withstand his attacks.

As he fought his way out, the blood of the fallen dyed the temple red, and more followers surged forward.

Ji Jingqiu frowned at this scene. Normally, such a vast disparity would deter most, for it meant certain death. Only the zealous followers of the Four Divine Church would act so recklessly.

As he slew one after another, witnessing lives extinguished by his hands, a sense of discomfort and reluctance stirred within him. His martial journey was still young, and he had yet to cultivate a heart for killing. But upon realizing they were all followers of the Four Divine Church, he dismissed his reluctance, believing their deaths were insignificant.

He didn't consider this reluctance as weakness, for it wasn't softness but a compassionate heart.

Killing to protect, severing karma without harming the person.

A warrior with a compassionate heart was a blessing.

His task was to correctly harness this compassionate heart.

The Bodhisattva's lowered brows and the Vajra's wrathful gaze were both expressions of compassion.

That night, he pushed through, sweeping away all opposition with an invincible momentum. His eyes flashed like lightning, and few dared to meet his gaze, some even retreating unconsciously.

At the climax of the battle, when the most fanatical believers were severely injured or killed, and even the several vassal kings recruited by the Four Divine Church failed to stop Ji Jingqiu's blade, the remaining warriors finally began to retreat in panic.

Ji Jingqiu suddenly halted, his gaze shifting to a tall building nearby.

An overwhelming killing intent emanated from the building, far surpassing the capabilities of the surrounding warriors.

...

On the high platform, a white-haired youth gazed at the distant battlefield and remarked, "Not bad. Don't worry, little Yuwei. I'll help you deal with this person. He's quite powerful, but it would be a waste to kill him. I suggest you capture him with a contract and make him your servant."

Xuan Yuwei's expression changed, and just as she was about to speak, the white-haired youth took a step forward and left.

The others nearby chuckled, "Don't be nervous, Yuwei. Brother Lin has already entered the Quasi-Forbidden Realm with his True Seed Realm, and in the Divine Journey Realm, he has undergone seven transformations, reaching the late stage. He's already working on igniting his divine perception."

Xuan Yuwei opened her mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say.

At that moment, Ji Jingqiu looked up.

A figure descended from the sky, his tall and proud stature riding the wind, surrounded by a powerful aura. With his hands behind his back, his cold and piercing gaze fixed on Ji Jingqiu.

"Friend, you've come too far. Stay and make amends to the Four Divine Church."

His voice thundered, reverberating through the city, echoing for miles, like a rumbling thunder dragon. It carried a strong willpower, overwhelming like a raging fire.

Boom! The sound of thunderous lightning filled the air.

The man stomped, and the air exploded with a loud noise. The atmosphere churned, like the flowing blood of a vast ocean, accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder. His body was incredibly strong.

With that stomp, he crossed hundreds of meters, like a towering mountain rising from the ground, striking with overwhelming momentum.

"Kneel!"

As he spoke, the white-haired youth reached out, capturing the raging wind and the aura of the heavens within his palm. The sound of the wind was like a dragon's roar, and his fist was like a collapsing mountain, carrying the force of a tsunami. The sheer power of this single step silenced the surrounding warriors, captivating them with his display of skill and aura.

Compared to this display, Ji Jingqiu, who had been methodically slaughtering the believers of the Four Divine Church, seemed terrifying and cold-blooded like a butcher, but lacked the same charisma.

Ji Jingqiu's expression remained calm as he gripped the hilt of his blade, drawing it and cutting down without a word. There was no overwhelming aura, not even a hint of energy, yet the man nearby sensed something amiss. His fragmented divine perception went haywire, and as he threw his punch, his divine power seemed to be extinguished by a dousing rain.

With this strike, the blade carried the intent of universal stillness, erasing all light and fire in its path. It passed through the man, and continued on to sever a ten-meter-tall building dozens of meters away.

With just this one strike, Ji Jingqiu had displayed the same might as when he faced the Supreme Buddha's incarnation.

"Not as good as the previous one," Ji Jingqiu commented, sheathing his blade and continuing forward.

This one was not as skilled as the one he had defeated with two punches.

That man had seemed to have reached the pinnacle of the Divine Journey Realm, and if Ji Jingqiu's guess was correct, he was the warrior Weber had mentioned, one who had descended through a ritual onto the Ancient Road.

The surrounding warriors watched in stunned silence, a chill running down their spines.

Just moments ago, the white-haired youth had seemed like a moth drawn to a flame.

On the high platform, the others were shocked, then disbelieving. They couldn't fathom what they had just witnessed.

"Who is this person? How can there be a Forbidden Realm expert not known to us?" a woman's voice shrieked.

Xuan Yuwei sighed, knowing it was him, the one who had sliced through Kun Qianzhou, a vassal king, in the Bhrama World. And now, after entering the Ancient Road, he was even more formidable.

Just then, a furious roar echoed from the depths of the Heaven Awakening City, a voice familiar to countless warriors.

As a figure appeared, the onlookers were startled, recognizing the source of the roar—none other than Kun Qianzhou of the Four Divine Church.

Who was this Ji Jingqiu, to make Kun Qianzhou so enraged? It seemed their battle this night was not a coincidence but a result of a previous grudge.

Ji Jingqiu turned toward the voice, his photographic memory recognizing the man he had sliced down with a single strike.

It was indeed Kun Qianzhou.

Under the night sky, Kun Qianzhou's gaze locked onto Ji Jingqiu, the memory of the strike in the Bhrama World haunting him like a demon.

Today, he had emerged from seclusion early, determined to break this mental demon once and for all.

At this moment, Kun Qianzhou's body emanated divine script, glowing brighter by the second, like a rising golden sun on the horizon, brewing a devastating attack.

"Ji Jingqiu!" he roared again.

Kun Qianzhou's figure vanished and reappeared above Ji Jingqiu's head.

"In the heavens and on earth, I alone am supreme!"

With one finger pointing to the sky and the other to the earth, his figure suddenly soared, towering over the world, as if the heavens and earth were filled with his presence, overwhelming the onlookers with a sense of their own insignificance and an unmatchable power.

A thought flashed through their minds, and their fighting spirit plummeted, leaving them with barely a fraction of their original strength.

Several warriors from the Radiant Heaven Alliance felt their hearts race as they witnessed the spectacle.

The rumors were true; Kun Qianzhou of the Four Divine Church indeed possessed an ultimate divine ability!

Divine abilities were hard to categorize by cultivation levels due to their varying effects, but their essence was the same—a union of the mind and body, transcending physical limits, and a profound understanding of the heavens and earth.

Among these abilities, some stood out as extraordinary, earning the title of Great Divine Abilities.

In the Nine Provinces, renowned top-tier legacies could cultivate unique Great Divine Abilities, such as the 'Sen Luo Hell Demon Body', which manifests the 'Sen Luo Hell' technique, symbolizing death and rebirth. By pushing this technique to its limits, one can comprehend the essence of life and death, transforming into a life-and-death grinding wheel.

However, the divine ability Kun Qianzhou displayed went beyond the level of Great Divine Abilities, worthy of a spot on the Nine Provinces' list of ultimate divine abilities.

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A thunderous voice, like a Buddhist chant, startled Ji Jingqiu, who sensed a deep Zen intent beneath the domineering display.

"It's indeed the Buddha Palm..."

Ji Jingqiu whispered, his eyes burning with intensity.

At that moment, Hela, observing through Ji Jingqiu's perspective, saw the palm strike and her expression changed subtly.

Impossible! How could the Great Universe produce a true supreme fruit position?

Even the five original pillar gods of the Great Universe ultimately fell short, which led to their demise in the end.

In other words, if Mu Shukai had achieved both the Way and the Law, cultivating the supreme fruit position with supreme arts and protecting the supreme fruit with supreme divine abilities, he would not have perished, even when the Dark Sea collapsed. No supreme being who transcended time and fate could have been lost.

Unintentionally, her gaze fell upon a guardian deity outside the Pure Land.

An incarnation...

Ji Jingqiu suddenly heard La Jiang's voice, urging him to do whatever it took to obtain this divine ability.

Even if the opponent had fully refined the divine seed, he had means to forcibly extract it from their body. If it wasn't fully refined, it would be simpler; he could stimulate the visualization of the Hell of Fire and choose the master himself.

Only by obtaining this remnant of the divine ability could Ji Jingqiu truly inherit the complete legacy of the World Honored lineage.

The Supreme Art seeks the Way, and the Supreme Divine Ability protects the Way.

Only when combined do they form the complete inheritance.

With a palm strike that embodied the extreme of dominance and self-supremacy, Kun Qianzhou's technique differed from Ji Jingqiu's understanding of palm techniques, yet it was no less formidable.

Ji Jingqiu raised his sword to meet the attack.

Their palms and blades clashed, and the force exploded!

With them at the center, the ground shook violently within a hundred-meter radius, as if trampled by a giant beast, sinking several feet. Waves of energy rolled, raging towards the four directions, scattering stones like arrows.

"Ji Jingqiu!!!"

Another shout, filled with months of pent-up anger, reverberated, piercing the ears of those watching from a distance.

Another palm strike!

The street shook, and cracks extended for kilometers.

Dust and smoke engulfed the entire street, leaving those who had retreated to a safe distance with only the sound of angry shouts.

Only a few warriors, unafraid of the aftermath, stood close enough to glimpse through the dust a scene of devastation.

A gust of wind blew away the dust, revealing the scene within.

"How is this possible?!"

Someone exclaimed in disbelief.

In the center of the street, a hundred-meter-wide pit remained, and within it, Kun Qianzhou's figure stood unharmed after enduring several palm strikes.

"It's a pity he's not a match for this divine ability," Ji Jingqiu muttered, his eyes burning with intensity.

This strike was hard to categorize as a simple palm technique or a divine ability. In the later stages of martial arts, there was no distinction between techniques and divine abilities; every move and gesture became a manifestation of divine power.

The three techniques Ji Jingqiu created would gradually improve as he advanced, evolving into divine abilities.

At least in his current stage, the intent and principles behind these three techniques would not be inferior to divine abilities exhibited by warriors of the same cultivation level.

After witnessing several palm strikes, Ji Jingqiu confirmed that Kun Qianzhou had not truly mastered this divine ability. Instead, he had misinterpreted its essence of self-supremacy, using his dominance to suppress the Buddhist principles within the palm technique, failing to unleash its full power.

Even so, the divine ability's might was terrifying! Kun Qianzhou's raging aura soared, and the divine inscriptions on his limbs resonated, stimulating the unique divine abilities of the Four Divine Temple, further enhancing his domineering presence.

He stepped forward, pointing to the sky and drawing on the ground, manifesting his dominance to the extreme. It was as if countless believers sang his praises, and with a palm strike, energy surged, manipulating the principles to form a gigantic golden palm that pressed down!

It was indeed the Buddha Palm!

At that moment, an indescribable Dharmic Realm descended, a familiar feeling enveloping Kun Qianzhou's mind and body. It was the sensation of being deprived of communication with the Dharmic principles...

But this time, he was prepared, utilizing a secret technique he had readied for this encounter to forcefully dispel Ji Jingqiu's suppression.

Kun Qianzhou's meticulously prepared secret technique had failed! This time, it wasn't about suppressing his communication with the Law, but rather a more aggressive and terrifying state. He seemed to have fallen into the realm of the gods, completely devoid of any resistance, his hair standing on end!

Even if this state only lasted for a thousandth of a second, the Divine Seed of Only Me Supreme still uncontrollably dissipated.

Ji Jingqiu wanted just that thousandth of a second.

He had already tried this before; with his current state, he could only sustain a thousandth of a second of the Moonlit Water Realm, and constrained by his Inner Universe, he couldn't use it consecutively.

This was a finishing move, not suitable for regular use.

With the long sword, the momentum was overwhelming, and his mind was in a state of zen, equally as fierce and domineering. It was as if he had broken free from the constraints of the universe, expressing the true meaning of "I"!

This sword move, also of Only Me Supreme, was nonetheless a sword technique created by Ji Jingqiu himself! Under the influence of this sword intent, Kun Qianzhou's body and mind seemed frozen, or perhaps they had given birth to a sense of "self", defying his own will.

Sss—

Even though Kun Qianzhou tried his best to break free from the constraints, he still couldn't reverse the outcome of having his right hand chopped off.

His severed hand flew high, blood splattering.

On the long street, both inside and out, numerous martial artists had horrified expressions. Kun Qianzhou, who had dominated Heavenly Awakening City and entered the Forbidden Sequence, had his right hand chopped off by Ji Jingqiu in just a few rounds?!!

In the midst of the smoke and dust, Ji Jingqiu's figure, who had just chopped off Kun Qianzhou's right hand, seemed like a ghostly god!

Far away, Xuan Youwei's face turned pale. She waved her hand, and countless martial artists surged forward, even if it meant flying into the fire, just to buy time for Kun Qianzhou.

No matter how much she disliked this person, Kun Qianzhou was still the current face of the Four Divine Church. Without him, it would be difficult for the Four Divine Church to remain at the forefront in the Ancient Road.

Instead, this was the rumored Ji Jingqiu...

Xuan Youwei's expression grew heavy. Kun Qianzhou had received the Divine Seed from the Divine Lord, and had entered the Forbidden Sequence. Yet, he still couldn't suppress him!

Just how far has this person reached?!"

Amidst the roars of anger, Kun Qianzhou retreated, his eyes turning red as if they were about to drip blood, his expression twisting like an evil spirit. He grabbed his severed hand and forcefully reconnected it using a secret technique.

Ji Jingqiu slashed through a few martial artists blocking his path, knowing he couldn't delay any longer.

Forcibly communicating with his Inner Universe and connecting to the Outer Universe, he manifested the power of his Dao Field. However, his body couldn't withstand this for long, and this place was ultimately the Four Divine Church's long-established territory, so he couldn't linger.

Guided by Hela, he attempted to use the Hellish Buddha Prison Visualization Chart to once again try to manifest with his Mindmirror.

This time, the Moonlit Water Realm around his body was replaced by a blood-soaked universe, a scene of universal destruction.

Kun Qianzhou, who was being escorted by the Four Divine Church martial artists, had a sudden change in expression. The Divine Seed he had been refining within his body was forcefully breaking free from the constraints of his flesh!

How was this possible?

Was it because he had lost? Was the Divine Lord abandoning him?!

He slapped his chest forcefully, suppressing the Divine Seed, but the cost was that he couldn't move for a moment.

Just as Ji Jingqiu was about to reach him.

A light sigh sounded.

Two ghostly figures rushed into the battlefield, one blocking Ji Jingqiu, and the other grabbing Kun Qianzhou's shoulder.

The newcomer didn't have any weapons or fist guards, yet he caught Ji Jingqiu's sword with his bare hands.

Ji Jingqiu's eyes flickered with seriousness.

The person who rushed into the battlefield was a middle-aged man and an elder, obviously natives of the Ancient Road, their auras far surpassing that of the Divine Journey Realm, entering the Shackles Realm.

"Young friend, you've already won. Let's end it here today." The elder's expression was troubled, as if he didn't want to take action, but he had no choice.

Ji Jingqiu's serious expression faded, replaced by coldness and solemnity.

"Today, no one can stop me."

His calm words revealed a formidable aura.

The sword's edge retracted, and the elder's heart skipped a beat. He sensed from the young man in front of him an overwhelming momentum, a sense of self that disregarded everything, as if no one could stop him from chopping them down with his sword tonight!

Suddenly, the elder's Divine Awareness warned him!

He sensed a deadly danger that could only appear as a premonition, though it might not be accurate, but the elder didn't want to gamble and hesitated. He quickly retreated.

Ji Jingqiu didn't chase after him but instead, like thunder, rushed towards the middle-aged man who had grabbed Kun Qianzhou's shoulder, retreating.

In an instant.

It was unclear whether it was the flash of a sword or the thunderous crackle in the air.

The long sword slashed through the air, and the violent sound of tearing cloth reached the middle-aged man's ears. His Divine Awareness suddenly conveyed a bone-chilling coldness.

He turned to look, his pupils shrinking, his expression a mix of shock and anger. He took action to block, his palm print striking the side of the long sword.

Kun Qianzhou, who was grabbed by him, had his pupils shrinking, as he could clearly sense the pain of the sword edge approaching his pores, but he couldn't struggle. The Divine Seed within him was still violently struggling, conflicting with his flesh.

Once again, he felt the brink of life and death. Aside from fear, there was also an indescribable anger, and his blood was surging wildly, as if it wanted to break free from the constraints of his flesh.

You want to chop me again?!

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Heavenly Dao Field?!"

Ji Jingqiu once again supported the Dao Field, but this time, it wasn't the Moonlit Water Realm but rather a fusion with the Hellish Buddha Prison Observation Chart, with a Bodhi tree standing behind him, showering ten directions with crystal clear radiance, easily suppressing the middle-aged man.

His long sword broke through Kun Qianzhou's flesh, and a Divine Seed broke through the air, rushing into his hand!

(End of Chapter)

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