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Chapter 284: Fruit Position Falls!
Chapter 284: Fruit Position Falls!
Inside the Foundation Building Stage, the battlefield between Lv Yang and Vimala Bhadra raged on. Nearby, the Great True Sovereigns of Dao Court, Sword Pavilion, and Holy Sect stood in a tense standoff.
To be precise, Holy Sect’s Great True Sovereign faced off against the combined forces of Sword Pavilion and Dao Court. Yet despite the posturing, the atmosphere lacked the weight of imminent death. None seemed eager to fight to the bitter end.
In fact, the scene felt oddly like spectator sport.
“Master Ye,” Dao Court’s Great True Sovereign, Chen Ruzhen—a second-rank official and former envoy to Dao Court—spoke, “What do you think? Who’ll win between Yuan Tu and Vimala Bhadra? The commotion’s immense. At this rate, one of them won’t walk away.”
Sword Pavilion’s Great True Sovereign, Ye Shaoying—the current head of the Ye family and father of Ye Guyue (Solitary Moon)—snorted. “Vimala Bhadra’s been a cultivator for centuries, even injured. How could that brat Lv Yang, fresh off his Breakthrough, match him? Falsehoods won’t hold against true power.”
His words weren’t born of rage but cold logic. A mere pretender, even at Great True Sovereign levels, was inherently inferior. Yet before he finished, Holy Sect’s Great True Sovereign interjected.
“You underestimate the young,” the latter chuckled. “History’s full of surprises.”
Ye Shaoying’s lips curled. He knew the reference—Chongguang, once a Foundation Building cultivator, had slain a Great True Sovereign. But Chongguang was a celestial reincarnation with a True Monarch’s backing. What did Lv Yang have?
Suddenly, a thunderous Boom shook the battlefield. Spirit Tides surged, rippling through both Foundation Building Stage and Modern Realm, clarifying the chaotic heavenly mechanisms.
The three Great True Sovereigns turned. At first, Lv Yang—trapped within Vimala Bhadra’s Immaculate Purity Temple—seemed on the brink of death, bloodied and frail.
“Vimala Bhadra won!” Ye Shaoying’s face lit with grim satisfaction. Chen Ruzhen, too, brightened. If Lv Yang fell, Dao Court’s mission might yet succeed.
But Holy Sect’s Great True Sovereign, Jun Tong, frowned. A disciple of True Monarch Zengcai Qiluo and ally of True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue, he’d secretly admired Lv Yang’s talent enough to block Sword Pavilion and Dao Court earlier. Now, witnessing Lv Yang’s apparent demise, Jun Tong sighed inwardly.
Young and reckless, he thought. A Great True Sovereign isn’t so easily slain.
Yet his hand tensed. He couldn’t let Lv Yang reach Pure Land. A True Sovereign’s death was one thing, but Lv Yang’s potential was rare—a reincarnation talent unmatched in Holy Sect’s history. Ending him now would be a waste.
But as Jun Tong prepared to strike, Lv Yang’s eyes snapped open.
The Immaculate Purity Temple collapsed.
Golden Buddhist light, monks, and disciples disintegrated like brittle clay under Lv Yang’s aura. The temple—Vimala Bhadra’s Dao Foundation—was gone.
Ye Shaoying froze. “Impossible!”
Chen Ruzhen paled, retreating behind Ye Shaoying. If Lv Yang had slain Vimala Bhadra, he’d have no trouble ending Dao Court’s weakest.
Yet Ye Shaoying steadied himself. “Vimala Bhadra was weakened. This isn’t the end.”
“Recovery?” Lv Yang’s voice echoed as his Tribulation Tempest Blade soared from the Modern Realm. “He’s finished. There’ll be no return.”
The air thickened. The Great True Sovereigns probed for Karmic Causality—the divine thread binding Pure Land Sages to reincarnation. But it was gone.
“Yuan Tu’s fifth divine essence,” Lv Yang said coldly. “It severs Karmic Causality. No reincarnation. No salvation. He’s nothing now.”
A silence fell. Even mortally wounded, Lv Yang’s feat placed him among the realm’s apex beings.
Then, a golden light blazed in the west—a Pure Land’s gaze fell upon them. The heavens stilled. The unseen force crushed Lv Yang, bones snapping. Yet he stood.
“Dare you act?” he roared.
The pressure intensified—until a counterforce shattered it. Two divine presences clashed in the void.
“Playing chess means accepting losses,” a voice intoned. “Don’t flip the board in defeat.”
“Amitabha…” Holy Sect intervened.
Lv Yang’s identity as a false Great True Sovereign, his slaying of Vimala Bhadra—enough for Holy Sect’s True Monarch to shield him.
But another truth struck them all.
Above the Foundation Building Stage, the Fruit Position—a celestial star of boundless water—began to fall.
Its descent, once untouchable, now inevitable.
(End of Chapter)
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