Chapter 820: Not of the Heavenly Dao
Chapter 820: Not of the Heavenly Dao
Zhuang Xian, hearing the purple-robed man’s words, immediately unleashed the Ultimate Primordial Dao. A vast surge of power, imbued with Dao Intent, erupted from him, reaching up to the heavens. Behind him, a colossal golden wheel rose, rapidly solidifying into a dark silver hue, adorned with countless mysterious Dao patterns.
The moment the Ultimate Primordial Dao was unleashed, the heavens and earth trembled, and sand and stones flew into the air.
The purple-robed man looked up, his eyes widening with excitement. He smiled and said, “The legendary Grand Tong Sheng of Nothingness, the Ultimate Primordial Dao—today, I see it for myself, and it truly lives up to its reputation!”
He leaped into the air, soaring high into the sky. Raising his right arm with his palm facing outward, a torrent of dark energy surged from his palm, like countless black pythons rushing out, terrifying and eerie. This dark energy quickly coalesced into a black dragon, a thousand feet long. At first glance, it seemed as if he had a dragon arm, though his physical body was minuscule in comparison.
Seeing the purple-robed man’s Tong Sheng, Zhuang Xian frowned. He could feel an endless karmic power surging toward him, sealing off the space around him.
Karmic power was typically formless and colorless, but the karmic power wielded by the purple-robed man was incredibly malevolent, like a sea of curses seeking to engulf Zhuang Xian.
Zhuang Xian raised his hand, retracting his sword, and then took flight. The Ultimate Primordial Dao began to spin, crushing the cliffs and mountains below, as a vast aura escaped, manifesting into various phenomena.
The purple-robed man let out a loud laugh and charged directly at Zhuang Xian.
Before the Ultimate Primordial Dao, his thousand-foot-long dragon arm seemed insignificant, like an egg hitting a rock.
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A deafening boom echoed from the edge of the heavens and earth, startling the disciples who were cultivating in the Wushi Dao Field.
In the valley, An Zizai was lecturing to dozens of disciples, all of whom he had carefully selected to inherit the spirit of Nothingness.
The sudden noise made him frown, and he turned to look in the distance.
He recognized one of the auras—it belonged to his most valued Wushi disciple, Zhuang Xian.
Zhuang Xian was in a fierce battle, and the magnitude of the conflict suggested he had unleashed the Ultimate Primordial Dao. In the past, Zhuang Xian often used the Ultimate Primordial Dao, but he had never emitted such a powerful aura.
This proved that Zhuang Xian was being driven to the brink, using all his strength.
The disciples listening to the lecture were also startled. They could not determine the source of the distant sound, but they were curious and began to discuss it in small groups.
An Zizai stood up and said, “That’s enough for today. I need to go out for a bit.”
With that, he vanished into thin air. Once he left, the disciples could no longer contain their curiosity and began to chatter.
“Could the battle far away be related to a Wushi disciple?”
“What a powerful aura. The combatants must have surpassed the Freedom Immortal Realm, right?”
“The Heavenly Spirit Grand World is vast. For the sound to travel this far, it must be from someone beyond the Freedom Immortal Realm.”
“One of the auras is truly terrifying. Just feeling it makes me feel a sense of malevolence.”
“You feel it too?”
The disciples were abuzz with speculation. Meanwhile, in a courtyard, Gu An was being questioned by Shen Zhen.
“Who is Zhuang Xian fighting? The commotion is so great; it seems his opponent is no simple foe,” Shen Zhen asked curiously. Her pupils reflected the figure of the purple-robed man, though she couldn’t discern his karmic origin.
Gu An, who was painting, replied softly, “His name is Lin Canghai. He was born in this world but has taken the path of the Heavenly Realms.”
“The path of the Heavenly Realms? What is that?” Shen Zhen was curious about the karma she couldn’t deduce.
Gu An glanced at her and said, “You’ll understand in time.”
Shen Zhen pouted, thinking Gu An was being deliberately mysterious, but she knew he had his reasons for not explaining.
The battle between Zhuang Xian and Lin Canghai grew more intense. Soon, the sounds of the heavens and earth echoed continuously, and strong winds swept in all directions. More and more Great Cultivators came to watch.
Since the Tian Ling Dao Alliance took control of the heavens and earth, such battles had become rare. Great Cultivators would fight in the Heavenly Realms to avoid affecting the mortal world and avoid being questioned by the Tian Ling Dao Alliance.
Shen Zhen began to watch the battle seriously. Zhuang Xian’s abilities did not surprise her, but Lin Canghai’s Tong Sheng left her in awe.
Lin Canghai was no match for Zhuang Xian, but the Ultimate Primordial Dao could not completely defeat him. Every time Lin Canghai’s physical body was destroyed, he would almost instantly revive nearby, and his fighting spirit only grew stronger. If this continued, Lin Canghai’s aura would reach the Xuan Yuan Free Immortal Realm.
This made no sense!
Shen Zhen saw no special karma aiding him and could not understand how Lin Canghai could be immortal or grow stronger in battle.
As time passed, Zhuang Xian began to fall behind.
On the other side of the heavens and earth, dust filled the air, and the ground was shattered like an abyss. The Ultimate Primordial Dao stood on the earth, still spinning.
Before the Ultimate Primordial Dao, Zhuang Xian’s hair was disheveled. He looked up at Lin Canghai, who was relentlessly attacking from the sky, his eyes filled with fear.
Lin Canghai’s black dragon arm had grown to ten thousand feet, and it swung wildly, striking the Ultimate Primordial Dao with fierce force, causing black lightning to streak across the heavens and earth.
At that moment, powerful auras descended.
“This is the Heavenly Spirit Grand World, not a place for you to act recklessly!”
A domineering voice echoed across the heavens and earth. Lin Canghai stopped and looked up to see several Great Cultivators from the Tian Ling Dao Alliance appearing in the sky, each with a regal posture and an aura that commanded respect.
An Zizai appeared beside Zhuang Xian, frowning. “How did it come to this?”
His tone was accusatory, and he was clearly dissatisfied with Zhuang Xian’s performance.
Zhuang Xian turned to look at him and explained, “He wants to leave the Heavenly Spirit Grand World, but it’s not just to go to the Heavenly Realms. I sensed an aura that is not of the Heavenly Dao. If he leaves, the souls he has sealed will be doomed to eternal suffering.”
An aura not of the Heavenly Dao?
An Zizai turned his gaze to Lin Canghai in the sky.
Despite being locked down by numerous powerful divine senses, Lin Canghai remained calm. He sneered, said nothing, and grabbed his right shoulder with his left hand, tearing off his right arm. Blood sprayed into the sky, and the scene made the Great Cultivators from the Tian Ling Dao Alliance frown.
At that moment, Lin Canghai’s body convulsed, his head shaking violently, and his face twisted into a grotesque expression. A thread of black aura escaped from his body, like a raging flame.
One of the Tian Ling Dao Alliance Great Cultivators’ eyes narrowed, and he immediately took action. A jade bottle flew from his sleeve, the mouth facing downward, and a beam of white light shot out, enveloping Lin Canghai.
The next second, the Great Cultivator’s face changed drastically. His treasured artifact could not capture Lin Canghai, and he had never encountered such a situation before.
(End of Chapter)
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