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Chapter 226: No Wonder He's the Holy Sect's Pillar!
Chapter 226: No Wonder He’s the Holy Sect’s Pillar!
In that moment, the heavens and earth fell into silence.
From Jiangdong, Jiangbei, Jiangxi, and Jiangnan, colossal Dharma Bodies erupted skyward, shattering the Thirty-Sixfold Celestial Vanguard Clouds. Their gazes, heavy as mountains, converged on Chongguang’s location.
Above the vault of heaven, stars blazed into view.
These weren’t real stars but manifestations of Fruit Position masters—some radiating Buddhist light, others exuding unchecked sword qi. The Foundation Building realm was in utter chaos.
Then, a sudden gale howled through the skies.
Miles of wind tore across the land as snow blanketed ten provinces, severing all supernatural visions. True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue had acted, cutting off every prying eye.
When Chongguang’s body began emitting a dazzling radiance, no one was prepared.
The glow wasn’t confined to him alone. Across the entire Qing Kingdom—from ministers to commoners—every soul shimmered with light, staring in shock at their own radiant forms.
This radiance spread outward in waves, engulfing the kingdom’s homes, cities, mountains, rivers, and even its cultivators. From Refining Qi to Foundation Building, even the fleeing Five Phases Transmuter found himself powerless to escape.
“What is this?!”
The Five Phases Transmuter, a True Man of Foundation Building Mid-Stage, narrowed his eyes. Unlike ordinary mortals, he could perceive the truth.
And what he saw chilled him.
The source of the glow—official rank.
Once a loyal servant of the Dao Court, he’d accepted their title. Now, that very title ignited his body.
“No… this isn’t right!”
A dreadful premonition surged within him. He attempted to sever the rank’s connection, channeling his power to resist.
But could one truly discard a Dao Court title so easily?
As he struggled, the glow intensified, accelerating like wildfire. What began as a single candle’s flicker grew to thousands, then millions—a solar inferno.
Silence.
Then—ignition.
The capital’s citizens burned first, their flesh melting into oil, their bones becoming lamps. The flames spread like a tidal wave.
From commoners to cultivators, from buildings to cities, the entire Qing Kingdom became a pyre. Resistance was impossible—they were subjects, and Chongguang was their sovereign.
When a ruler demands death, a subject must obey.
The flames consumed the kingdom. All that remained was ash and bone, every soul reduced to fuel.
Across the realms, countless gazes of shock locked onto Chongguang’s calm, unblinking eyes.
Even Lv Yang’s expression shifted.
Within the Holy Sect, Chongguang had always been seen as relatively humane—a decent leader, even. Yet now, he’d sacrificed an entire kingdom.
“Only the Dao Court system could enable such a feat,” Chongguang said softly, turning to Lv Yang. “But next, I’ll need you to endure a little more, Yuan Tu.”
Lv Yang blinked. “What do you—?”
A thunderclap split the heavens.
Storm clouds gathered above, lightning crackling—not toward Chongguang, but Lv Yang.
“This is your retribution!”
Lv Yang’s face darkened. The battle was decided, and Qingcheng Feixue had already released his suppression. Calculating swiftly, he grasped the truth.
Chongguang framed me!
The Qing Kingdom wasn’t just the Dao Court’s domain—it was part of heaven and earth itself, integrated by the Dao Emperor long ago. By annihilating it, Chongguang had carved flesh from the cosmos. Such an act demanded Heavenly Punishment.
Realization struck like a hammer.
That’s why he pushed me to kill King Qing!
Only by slaying King Qing had Chongguang obtained the authority to unleash this massacre. Lv Yang was the catalyst—thus, Chongguang shifted every sin onto him.
What a monster!
All that time—gifts, treasures, protection—it was all to set him up for this. Now, he saw the truth: a leader’s kindness was merely a blade hidden behind a smile.
But Lv Yang had prepared.
Channeling the Blood Demon True Man’s Heaven-Deceiving Method, he redirected the storm. The retribution surged toward Jiangbei’s Foundation Building cultivators—the very men he’d rewarded with techniques, treasures, and power. The karmic debt had come due.
The clouds hesitated, then shattered into fragments, reforming as ten smaller tempests racing toward Guillotine Dragon Pass.
Chongguang raised a brow, then erupted into laughter.
“Brilliant! No wonder he’s the Holy Sect’s pillar!”
As he spoke, Lv Yang’s Invisible Sword shimmered. A golden essence detached, settling into his palm.
“You’ve earned it.”
Understanding dawned. The golden essence was a safeguard—against Prenatal Amnesia in future rebirths. Chongguang had assumed Lv Yang would perish, condemned to countless lifetimes as livestock, like the Subduing Dragon Arhat before him. This gift ensured his return.
Yet Lv Yang had survived.
So now, the essence was a reward—earned through cunning and survival.
“Step back,” Chongguang said, dismissing him with a wave. His expression never wavered from calm.
He’d ignited a kingdom.
He’d slain a million souls.
He’d betrayed his most loyal subordinate.
All without a single flicker of regret.
His silence spoke volumes: To ascend, sacrifices are justified.
(End of Chapter)
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