Chapter 1192 - Hard To Believe (2/2)

Not only did it not explode but there was a warm current flowing through his meridians and bones.

His Celestial Power which was half used up instantly recovered. His injuries were also healing at a shocking rate.

Not only were his injuries healing but they were also strengthening. Li Xin interrupted him and he was unable to complete the final step to the Indestructible Body. Now, he was able to step out easily and complete it smoothly.

His Soul Ocean was also strengthening and expanding. The inner Heaven and Earth in his body was also becoming more and more complete.

It wasn’t just cultivation, but the Dao Word in his core also expanded. Many patterns, many talismans were added in.

Many Daos and Laws that Zong Shou had never come into contact with had surprisingly appeared in his mind, he grasped all of their mysteries.

Such a situation, did…

The legendary Jiuxuan Back to Hiding God Asking Lightning was not threatening on its own. Instead, it helped increase one’s tribulation. However, the prerequisite would be that one could pass the test.

Then, did he safely pass it? Which was why the lightning power didn’t explode?

He was stunned and then he understood, thinking back to the Black Qilin.

Xiaori ate good energy to live while the Black Qilin ate evil energy.

When both of them neutralized one another, what was left was naturally the pure kindness energy that Xiaori couldn’t swallow.

So, that was the case? This was really the will of the heavens…

Zong Shou didn’t feel much joy. Instead, he sighed.

Zhu Zi did what he did today after much planning. However, he had pushed the Confucian Faction and their ideals to an irrecoverable position!

Confucian teaching talked about the needs of men. It discussed morals and the way of ruling. Which was why it was able to spread down for tens of thousands of years and was the biggest religion.

However, why was it hated by the heavens?

The lightning couldn’t find a target, so after washing Zong Shou’s body, a portion spread outwards.

Jin Buhui’s soul which was in his sleeves was first to get hit.

Zong Shou was shocked and instantly tossed aside his thoughts. He wanted to retract the lightning power but then he thought about something.

He was prepared to use Xiaoyue’s evil swallowing power to swallow all evil.

Moments later, he allowed the lightning power to inject into Jin Buhui’s soul.

In just a breath, surprise appeared in his eyes. His cultivation increased but he wasn’t happy, Instead, he felt sad for the fall of the Confucian Faction. Their theories weren’t totally wrong. At this moment, Jin Buhui’s soul was being recovered by the lightning. Zong Shou was instantly delighted and was on cloud nine.

The heavens had eyes and didn’t give up on him!

The pure white King Energy shone in the air. Phoenix and Dragon roared like they were venting out the anger in their hearts. Flames spread in the sky and a storm blew.

10,000 streaks of righteous energy were being dissipated. The 20,000 remaining trembled, barely holding on as the pure white King Energy forced down upon them.

Another ball of white energy from within Zong Shou’s sleeves surged into the sky.

It was also pure white and flawless. It was righteous and there was a slight purple to it, resonating with Zong Shou’s pure white energy. Although the energy pillar was small, it didn’t lose its glow.

Jin Buhui’s soul body also appeared beside Zong Shou. Looking around at a loss, his eyes were filled with confusion.

He had been in deep sleep in his sleeves and only now did he wake up.

He noticed that the sense of weakness in his mind was gone. Instead, he felt really warm and was stronger than even when he had his physical body.

Pretty much at the same time, the Confucian Temple, the three saints of the Confucian Faction.

Zhu Zi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood which dyed the robe in front of his chest.

His eyes lost color and his energy became chaotic, causing his body to be painful like knife cuts.

The pain of his body was far from his soul which felt like it was being slashed by 1,000 blades and torched by an intense flame.

An indescribable regret and a sense of fear spread about in his chest.

At this moment, dozens of Confucian Faction people sat around, their chests dyed with blood and their eyes filled with disbelief.