Chapter 822 – Like a Mountain! Like a Sea! Like a Banner! (1/2)

Chapter 822 – Like a Mountain! Like a Sea! Like a Banner!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Daoist Baishi looked around in shock, realizing that he was still outside the Daoist church, still within the forest.

The little girl was still in front of him, the cold Qi still at his neck.

What was going on? The Falling Star Stone had clearly torn through space, so why had he not been transported elsewhere?

Daoist Baishi looked down towards his feet and his face suddenly paled.

The Falling Star Stone was still floating in the black space.

But the black space was visibly shrinking.

A divine strength arising from some place was beating against this black space like endless waves of water.

The Falling Star Stone's twisting of the world's laws had completely lost its effect. The petals and leaves ceased to be drawn towards it, their progress halted.

Just like how he could no longer enter that path, only remain where he stood.

Just where did these endless waves of strength come from? Why were they so divine and majestic? Why could not even the Falling Star Stone resist?

Daoist Baishi suddenly turned, his gaze following the waves of water on the ground into the distance, ultimately resting behind the holy gate, underneath the pear tree.

Chen Changsheng stood beneath the pear tree, calmly looking back, apparently unconcerned that he might escape.

He gripped a Divine Staff in hand.

This staff symbolized the most hallowed will of the Orthodoxy.

The bottom of the Divine Staff lightly rested in the mud, yet it seemed unshakable.

Countless strands of divine Qi spread out from the Divine Staff like waves of water.

The petals and leaves on the ground slowly floated upwards, rising three feet above the ground, but no more than that.

The water grass at the bottom of the river slowly floated up to three feet from the water's surface, no longer so reluctant to see the light of day.

All this happened with an absolutely harmonious beauty.

The pinnacle of beauty was serenity, and the sea of stars was serene, and to be serene was to be divine.

The entire Daoist church and the forest and river around it had become a sea of stars.

Any divine strength that encountered this sea of stars would become a part of it, wallowing or enraptured until it disappeared or became one.

The Falling Star Stone was a treasure of the Orthodoxy, formed from the wisdom of countless generations of the Li Palace's sages. When encountering the Pope's Divine Staff, how could it possibly fight back?

Daoist Baishi could clearly sense that the Falling Star Stone was separating from his Dao heart and finally understood what was happening, causing him to grow even paler. Surrounded by experts of the Orthodoxy, even with the Falling Star Stone n hand, he could only think about escape. If even the Falling Star Stone was taken from him, what chance did he have left?

He could no longer keep anything back. He forcefully severed his connection with the Falling Star Stone, receiving the wounds brought about by the backlash from the divine Dao, swallowing down that mouthful of sweet blood. His true essence surged as he pushed his movement technique to its absolute limits. Brushing past the small girl, he transformed into a violent gale as he charged out of the forest.

With a flick of An Lin's finger, the belt moved with the wind, carrying countless petals in an enchanting sight.

Daoist Baishi was not enchanted, but his vision was obscured.

More importantly, the belt and all the petals it stirred seemed to effect some sort of change in the orientation of the forest.

When the petals scattered, Daoist Baishi did not see the stone steps leading out of the forest, but Linghai Zhiwang's utterly emotionless face.

After launching the first sneak attack, Linghai Zhiwang had retreated, after which he had not attacked again, waiting all the way until this moment.

He would not give Daoist Baishi another chance.

The iron ruler in his hands, which had been accumulating energy all this time, smashed towards Daoist Baishi through the petals.

For an instant, the pitch-black ruler seemed to glimmer with the light of countless stars.

A muffled boom.