Chapter 659 – One Leaf, One World (1/2)

Ze Tian Ji Mao Ni 34360K 2022-07-22

Chapter 659 – One Leaf, One World

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

This battle was in the human world, yet not in the human world, perhaps because the blows both sides exchanged had already surpassed the scope of humans.

By the stream behind Xining Village's old temple, the monk walked up the Tianhai Divine Empress, his finger jabbing at the center of her brow.

As his finger proceeded forward, the starlight falling from the sky suddenly grew dim and then began to turn as if the starry sky had become fake.

The mental energy from the distant continent and the soul from tens of thousands of li away engaged in direct confrontation, releasing invisible, yet unimaginably mighty ripples of power.

The tree branches, still in the wind, suddenly disintegrated. In the distance, from that fog-covered mountain peak, countless sounds could be heard.

These were the low and fearful howls of monsters, the sounds of their frantic escape, and their miserable yelps.

Countless tiny bubbles appeared in the stream, surging up all over the place as if boiling.

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The torrential rains persisted over Luoyang, but the rain around the monastery had already stopped. The water accrued on the street that was leaping about like it was boiling suddenly became abnormally still, and a shallow layer of frost formed on its surface.

The aftershocks of the earthquake gradually faded, but the surrounding buildings still continued to collapse.

This was the strength of Daoist techniques.

Several dozen invisible lines representing the laws and principles of the world had cut apart all in the darkness, an extremely cold Qi enveloping the entire street.

The jade ruyi had scattered into the darkness, yet it had not truly disappeared. It had already broken free of its solid body and transformed into the purest attack of a Daoist technique.

Daoist Ji stood in front of the monastery, his expression indifferent. Countless faint stars, representing Daoist techniques, flickered about his body.

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A boom suddenly burst out from the night sky above the Mausoleum of Books.

The sea-like field of lotuses below the Divine Path frothed, and those gaily-colored lotus blossoms constantly swayed as if about to drop off, yet they persevered.

Lightning bolts crashed onto the water's surface, starkly illuminating all and also shining upon Han Qing's elderly face.

This boom was not the crashing of thunder but the reverberation produced by the clash of two irresistibly powerful Qis.

The thick clouds in the night sky were torn to shreds by a strong wind and then blown away into countless wisps, and even faint cracks in space could be seen.

A lightning bolt in the midst of forming, without having any time to fall, dispersed back into the void.

With no clouds, there would naturally be no lightning or thunder, nor would a single drop of rain fall again.

The terrifying clash had driven away all things in the night sky, leaving only the clean sky and the many stars gleaming in the distance.

The Tianhai Divine Empress and Pope appeared on two ends of the night sky, separated by several dozen li.

Starlight fell on his and the Divine Empress's body, plating them in silver light, making them seem like gods.

Even this world seemed unable to bear the power of these two.

After a few moments, the ripples produced by this clash of power finally reached the ground.

The water that had spread through the Mausoleum of Books seemed to boil as it surged. Some lotus blossoms finally dropped off and many green lotus leaves were densely covered in holes.

On the other side of the river that had flooded over its banks, houses began to collapse. There were no plumes of dust, only the sound of breaking.

In this brief moment of time, in the southern part of the capital, at least several thousand houses had collapsed, and countless people had died.

The Pope gazed at the miserable state of the capital, listening to those feeble cries for help. After a moment of silence, he gazed into the distance.

Many people were also dying in Luoyang, but what of Xining Village?