Chapter 198 - Chapter 198: Chapter 195 Two Bright Suns, Cause and Effect (1/2)
Chapter 198: Chapter 195 Two Bright Suns, Cause and Effect
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The Saint Spirit stared at Fang Wang. vet did not take further action. He smiled
enigmatically, his thoughts unknowable.
Fang Wang watched the Saint Spirit, his expression indifferent as he too sensed the aura of the Saint Spirit.
Zhou Xue had previously mentioned that the Heaven’s Larceny Saint Sect had resurrected a Saint Spirit in a past life. Eventually, the Saint Spirit broke free from the control of the Heaven’s Larceny Saint Sect, leading to its destruction. The continent was plunged into misery, and had it not been for an extraordinary fighter from the Mortal Realm who stepped in to annihilate the Saint Spirit, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The Saint Spirit before him was indeed fearsome, but not to the extent that it required the intervention of an extraordinary fighter from the Mortal Realm.
After all, realms beyond Nirvana existed, and the Hongxuan Emperor created the Heavenly Emperor Imperial Mirror, which was six major realms higher than the Mahayana Realm. Furthermore, it was very possible that the Heavenly Emperor Imperial Mirror was just a turning point for the Hongxuan Emperor, rather than the end.
Amidst the rolling dust between the distant mountains, Dugu Wenhun flew out, his body covered in blood, his hair crown gone, and his hair a mess, appearing utterly disheveled.
On the ground, a pile of shattered stones split apart, and Ji Rutian climbed out. He swayed as he stood atop the ruins, looking even more miserable than Dugu Wenhun.
Ji Rutian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself, “Just one strike nearly shattered my body… truly terrifying.”
His gaze settled on Fang Wang.
Fang Wang, elevated in stature, was clad in untainted white robes, emanating the presence of an Immortal Monarch gracing the Mortal Realm. His bearing caused all the disciples of the Heaven’s Larceny Saint Sect in the distance to turn their attention to him.
Chang Shengzun appeared on the shoulder of the Saint Spirit, looking down at
Fang Wang, and asked, “Are you Tian Dao Fang Wang?”
Fang Wang countered, “How many saints like this does the Heaven’s Larceny Saint Sect have?”
Upon hearing this, Chang Shengzun burst into laughter and said, “Naturally, not a few. The Heaven’s Larceny Saint Sect will cultivate the strongest Saint Spirits. Come now, Fang Wang, join us, follow us in unifying the Mortal Realm, and achieve what the ancient saints and emperors could not.”
Fang Wang replied coldly, “Resurrecting a Saint Spirit requires millions of departed souls, if not more. How many innocent lives have you taken, yet you dare talk about surpassing the ancient saints?”
Chang Shengzun scoffed and laughed, “Since ancient times, those who have achieved great things have all ascended over a mountain of bones. As long as we succeed and then bring prosperity to future generations, posterity will still sing our praises and may even deify us.”
From afar, a deafening roar resounded, as The Three Immortals of the
Emperor Sea made their move, sweeping away the cultivators of the Heaven’s Larceny Saint Sect. Even the Heavenly Monarchs were no match for the assault of the three powerhouses at the ninth layer of Nirvana Realm.
Fang Wang locked eyes with Chang Shengzun, saying, “It seems you summoned so many cultivators here to use them as sacrificial pawns?”
Chang Shengzun laughed heartily, then his gaze turned murderous as he chillingly asked, “Fang Wang, will you bow down?”
At his feet, the Saint Spirit seemed to sense something, then roared, its sharp cries echoing between heaven and earth.
The Saint Spirit raised its arms and miraculously conjured two giant spiritual artifacts—a battle-ax and a shield, both cloaked in black shadows, terrifyingly morbid, with countless souls crawling out from them, trying to escape but utterly unable to leave the artifacts. At first glance, there appeared to be black flames clinging to the weapons, flickering incessantly.
The Saint Spirit fixated on Fang Wang and suddenly uttered human words,
“Eat… eat… I want… you…”
Listening to this voice, Dugu Wenhun and Ji Rutian felt a chill to their bones.
Within Southern Hills City, millions of cultivators and commoners heard this voice, and all were seized with an uncontrollable shiver.
Gu Li and Gu Tianxiong stood on the courtyard wall, observing the posture of the Saint Spirit. With their level of cultiva tion, they could vaguely catch sight of Fang Wang’s figure.
“What is that thing?” Gu Tianxiong asked, swallowing hard and trying to suppress his horror.
Gu Li did not respond, for she too did not recognize this spirit. A look of concern filled her eyes.
The aura of the Saint Spirit was too terrifying; even Gu Li, who had cultivated overseas for decades, had never felt such an aura before.
Cold!
It was the ultimate coldness, laced with murderous intent!
Fang Wang raised his right hand and beckoned to the Saint Spirit with a cocky gesture, exuding an air of nonchalant arrogance.
Seeing this, Chang Shengzun immediately jumped away, and the Saint Spirit charged at Fang Wang. Its gigantic body, over three hundred Zhang tall, whipped up a strong wind, sweeping towards Fang Wang with overwhelming force.
Dugu Wenhun and Ji Rutian stared intently at Fang Wang.
In an instant, Fang Wang slightly bowed his head and glanced at Ji Rutian from the corner of his eye.
Ji Rutian’s pupils dilated. He saw Fang Wang’s gaze, and their eye contact made his heart skip a beat.
Although Fang Wang was looking askance at Ji Rutian below, his right fist swung fiercely toward the Saint Spirit.
The roar of a dragon erupted!
A ferocious and domineering Black Dragon followed Fang Wang’s fist and emerged, like a demon dragon from another realm, piercing through the Saint Spirit’s chest with an outrageously powerful impact and streaking across the sky, vanishing from sight.
The Saint Spirit came to a sudden halt, still holding the two sacred artifacts in its hands. Its soul shivered as it slowly looked down at the hole in its chest, its trembling growing more intense.
“That is…”
Ji Rutian furrowed his brow. He knew Fang Wang had mastered the Mountain River Town Heaven Fist, but the fist move just now was definitely not the Mountain River Town Heaven Fist!
It contained the divine might of the Mountain River Town Heaven Fist, but was far stronger!
Dugu Wenhun was equally shocked. After clashing with the Saint Spirit, he
Imew the terror of its strength and the swiftness of its movements. Even Qian Xian at the ninth layer of Nirvana Realm could not evade the Saint Spirit’s attacks, yet Fang Wang managed to heavily injure the Saint Spirit with a single strike.
What a difference in power!