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What is the battle like between three ranks?

Is it grand?

Or is it capable of destroying everything directly?

Li Qi may have had all sorts of ideas before.

But now, when such a battle was actually happening before his eyes, Li Qi found... much calmer than he had imagined.

Li Qi didn't know how to describe what was happening before his eyes.

Is this... a battle?

No, it doesn't seem like it.

It was as if he was sitting on the ground, looking up at the sky.

A painting hangs in the sky, filling the entire firmament.

The entire sky became bizarre and surreal.

It's very amazing and very mysterious.

He felt as if he had stopped breathing.

A feeling that Li Qi could neither understand nor analyze arose in his heart. If one could make such a comparison, perhaps one would feel this joy and awe when seeing the beginning of Heaven Creation.

He couldn't understand the specific meaning of the patterns and lines in the sky, but he could feel that they possessed a certain oppressive aura.

This scene is magnificent, full of boundless passion and fervor, yet at the same time it contains a certain terrifying element that makes one's heart pound.

These patterns have penetrated into the secrets of this world; the artist who created them must have discovered some kind of beautiful yet terrifying secret.

The master who painted this picture must have known things that ordinary people shouldn't know. What he painted is something shocking, something that doesn't belong to the mortal world.

This is a scene that should never exist in this world.

It will not exist, it should not exist, and it is even more impossible for it to exist.

But it was painted by someone, and it exists in the world.

Strange and absurd, sublime and indifferent, beautiful and cruel, just by watching it from afar, he felt the infinity of space and the eternity of time.

Its imposing presence is so overwhelming that it makes one feel dizzy. In the face of such a magnificent existence, everyone should feel extremely small and insignificant.

No one can resist the fear that grips them tightly. Li Qi found himself held in the palm of an invisible terror, unable to escape.

Just by witnessing and describing the painting in the sky, Li Qi felt his heart calm down. For some reason, he felt that the wounds caused by the backlash of the Great Sacrifice no longer hurt.

Perhaps it's because I've finally found peace of mind...

His agonizing life seemed to be a preparation for witnessing this magnificent scene. When he arrived here, his tormented soul, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the world, found peace, and the purpose he had pursued throughout his life had been achieved.

But what's even more amazing is that Li Qi discovered that only he could see these things.

The others seemed completely unaware of this.

"True Knowledge Dao Charm ..." Li Qi murmured.

This scene cannot be seen with the naked eye.

It was through True Knowledge Dao Charm.

His own senses were completely unable to perceive what was happening before him; only by relying on the power of True Knowledge Dao Charm could he witness it all.

This is... a battle between three ranks?

Li Qi couldn't understand it.

But he didn't need to understand it; he simply memorized everything before him, then closed his eyes and continued to preside over the grand ceremony.

Who cares?

The information flow for the Grand Festival has already piled up to a lot, and if it's not dealt with soon, something bad will happen.

As for the matter mentioned above...

If the teacher stands firm, then nothing will happen to them.

If the teacher can't handle it, then worrying won't help.

It's better to focus on your own things.

Even though his lips were twitching strangely, it was clear that his heart was pounding wildly against his ribs, almost bursting out of his lungs.

Countless terrifying thoughts flashed into his mind, causing Li Qi to collapse and kneel on the altar in despair.

Others couldn't hear it, but he could hear the prelude to tragedy, as if he could hear the hissing sound of a burning fuse, not knowing whether it would be the next second or some other time, when everything would turn to ashes in an instant.

Fear and tension are unavoidable.

When there are many bombs exploding above your head, no one can remain calm, because if even the slightest leak is made, countless people below will die without a burial.

However, the absence of fear is not courage.

True courage is standing up and taking responsibility, even when faced with endless fear.

In Li Qi's view, if the battle in the sky was lost, then everyone below would surely perish.

However, if their grand sacrifice fails, six or seven out of ten of the remaining people in Guangyang will die.

In other words, one's own battlefield and the battlefield above are almost equally important.

So, no matter what, we have to shoulder the responsibility.

Li Qi suppressed his fear, endured his pounding heart and the urge to vomit, and stood up on the altar again.

In any case, it's impossible for the higher-ups to be fighting while we give up.

Back when he hadn't even reached the rank of a certain grade, he withstood the killing intent of a sixth-grade warrior.

Now, there's not even any killing intent; he only glanced at her. Could it be that he couldn't hold on?

With these thoughts in mind, he fully demonstrated the spirit of remaining calm even when Mount Tai collapses before him, directly putting the scene of the battle between the three ranks out of his mind and focusing on continuing to preside over the grand ceremony.

Although it sounds easy, almost everyone could feel that the Grand Festival was much slower.

Li Qi, standing on the altar, had bloodshot eyes and swollen veins, as if he were suffering some kind of immense torment.

Guangyang Prefect frowned, looking at Li Qi carefully, puzzled as to why he had been getting more and more relaxed earlier, but now suddenly turned into this.

Wang Baiyan opened her fan, frowned, and muttered to herself, "Is Li Qi about to collapse? What's with this look that he's about to explode?"

There was only one person, who suddenly accelerated from below, seemingly trying to rush to the altar.

Shen Shuibi was just awakened from her sleep.

The first thing I wanted to do when I woke up was to go find Li Qi.

Because she sensed it.

This is a very bad situation.

The sky above...

There are powerful figures of the same caliber Lady Luofu engaged in battle.

Li Qi is in danger; she has to go there.

But on the real battlefield.

A myriad of Daoist chants resounded together.

Below their battlefield lies the Hundred Forests Kingdom.

In the Hundred Forests Kingdom, countless lives were clearly visible, whether they were humans, demons, ghosts, mountain and water deities, or anything else.

These lives emitted a faint glow, like candles being lit one after another.

It's like a sea of candles lit during a festival, one after another, lined up to form twinkling lights, a vast expanse of the world, with the whole world laid out before your eyes.

Those few third-rank officials were like a whale passing through this boundless sea of candles.

The sea of candlelight below looked as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Whales swim in the sea of candles, and they must take great care of all the candles, because they can extinguish countless candle flames with just a flick of their tails.

If it goes out, then it's truly dead.

Even the slightest movement or breeze can make the candle flame flicker precariously.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhu Fengdan and Yun Fang are fighting against an enemy twice their size while ensuring that no aftershocks are missed.

The four third-rank officials on the other side, however, showed no restraint whatsoever.

Anyway, the people from Wushen Mountain will cover for us.

A Perfected Person raised his hands slightly to maintain his suppression and chuckled in a low voice, "Zhu Fengdan, I've heard that your fighting talent is unparalleled. Why are you holding back now? Don't you still have someone behind you to cover for you?"

As they spoke, they saw the Heavenly Principle principles circulating and rotating around them, forming a profound sense of oppression that enveloped the surrounding area, pressing down on Yun Fang and Zhu Fengdan like Mount Tai.

On the other side, Yun Fang had already released his Inner Gods.

He was neither a diviner nor Shaman, but had six gods within Inner Gods, each unleashing their power. When bells and chimes rang, golden bells struck, and heavenly drums sounded, it was as if the power of heavenly fire was present, with the might to overturn the ocean. However, he was merely holding up the flow of the Heavenly Principle principles around him, preventing the sky from collapsing.

Aside from that, there were no other signs.

Their battles were utterly devoid of any outward appearance, nor did they display any significant power. Their Divine Ability were beyond description, as if they had never even occurred in the world.

To the naked eye, aside from a few light effects and the pressure of the Inner Gods, they didn't seem to be fighting at all; rather, they seemed to be chatting idly in the heavens.

"Be careful, don't underestimate him. He fought two against one during the Luofu incident, so he is indeed skilled in combat," the leading Perfected Person warned.

Back then, Zhu Fengdan fought against two opponents all the way to the Outer Heaven, and she did indeed defeat the two Perfected Person who came to pursue her, but she did not kill them, which shows that even if her strength was strong, it was only limited.

Now, there are four of us who are of the third rank.

No matter how talented one is in combat, one is still just Shaman; one only needs to be wary of the opponent's underhanded tactics.

It is common knowledge that Shaman are not good at direct confrontation.

It seems this person must have used some trickery to succeed in fighting two opponents at once.

Upon hearing the words of the Perfected Person, the remaining three naturally abandoned their contempt and instead exerted all their pressure.

The rolling road pressed down, one after another.

The intricate patterns in the sky grew thicker and more complex.

Those patterns are like layers upon layers of grand roads.

It's not a technique, it's not a method.

Those are too superficial.

For Perfected Person enlightened person, there is only one weapon for battle: their own unique "Tao".

In other words, the rules governing how the world operates.

It's like playing a game.

No matter how well you play or how skilled you are, you can never beat game developers and operators.

Because from beginning to end, you've been playing within their framework.

Unless you break through the game and get to the code level, crack the game yourself, and directly modify the other party's code.

In the real world, 'Tao' is the code of the world, the principle governing its operation.

The layers upon layers of Daoist aura pressing down were altering the rules of this world, incorporating the two great shamans into their own Daoist principles, and turning them into 'characters' in this game.

As long as you cannot break through, you will forever be trapped and forever in a passive position.

As long as one is under the control of the opponent's principles, even reality can be arbitrarily modified, and victory becomes out of the question.

Those layers upon layers of patterns are the Daoist aura covering the sky. Under its shroud, this world has become a prison for the Perfected Person, who can easily alter reality here.

Reshaping space, Creation from Nothing, reversing life and death—all can be decided in a single sentence.

The Perfected Person acts in accordance with the will of Heaven's Will, speaks in accordance with the words of Heaven, performs the work of Heaven, and acts in accordance with the affairs of Heaven. This is no joke.

Not a single one of these sixteen characters is false; they are all genuine and accurate descriptions.

Once the principles of the Perfected Person are fully implemented, he becomes Heaven.

No, even the heavens are not as good as him.

Reality is dictated by his will, and even the heavens and earth are manipulated by him.

Normally, this level of coverage could be completed in an instant, let alone with three Perfected Person working together and a Daoist Earth Immortal assisting from the side.

The reason they haven't completely descended yet is simply because Yun Fang is interfering with them.

Yun Fang resisted with all his might. The Inner Gods he had just released was now growing taller and taller, reaching hundreds of millions of miles in length, like a god supporting the sky.

Six giants stood beside Yun Fang, their feet firmly planted on the ground, their hands raised upwards, supporting the descending sky.

In essence, it is about using one's own personal microcosm to support and withstand the gradually descending Dao principles of the opponent.

This was also quite a bit of pressure for him, so he wiped his sweat and looked at Zhu Fengdan, who was preparing, and said, "Third Brother Zhu..."

Young Master Zhu turned around and chuckled, "Old Yun, you didn't get enough rocks smashed into your cave abode last time, did you? Next time, I'll shut off your gas supply while you're refining medicine, you believe me?"

Yun Fang was embarrassed and smiled helplessly, so he changed his form of address. "Feng Dan, are you ready?"

There's nothing we can do; this Zhu Laosan really dares to do such a shameless thing.

"That Earth Immortal is a bit troublesome, but the remaining three... are just chickens and dogs." Zhu Fengdan smiled, completely unconcerned.

Third rank?

These good-for-nothings really think they're third-rank officials?

Their third-rank official positions were fictitious; they were obtained by abusing their official power.

The real third-rank thing is an official position, a mysterious principle condensed by the Tang Kingdom based on 'Human Path and rules,' and has nothing to do with these good-for-nothings.

They mistook their official positions for their own power and even tried to flaunt them...

Fool.

Your Minister of Personnel clearly wrote in his letter, "Why did you send four people here, and why did you solemnly declare that the Tang Kingdom is here to negotiate, not to fight?" Don't you have any self-awareness?

Zhu Fengdan smiled and glanced back at Li Qi below.

Good.

Despite such immense pressure, the grand ceremony was still held without interruption.

This disciple is truly remarkable; I heard he even managed to kill a seventh-rank official. He really has his own style.

As expected of his apprentice, although he didn't teach him much, he must have contributed about 50% of his own skills.

If the apprentices are all so promising, then the master can't be a coward either.

Those idiots almost killed their apprentice.

Then let's settle this with three lives for half a life.

Try your best and give it a shot.

The sky kept changing color, but not a single trace of its aftershocks leaked out.

The grand ceremony ended as dusk approached.

Li Qi didn't even open his eyes before spitting out a mouthful of foul blood, then fell backward into Shen Shuibi's arms.

Shen Shuibi had arrived long ago and was right behind him.

"Ah... Miss Shen, it's all thanks to you..." Li Qi rubbed his head against her.

I didn't actually intend to freeload.

But I couldn't resist.

Just before, during the grand ceremony, he almost couldn't hold on. Fortunately, Shen Shuibi arrived in time to heal him and alleviate the injuries caused by the disruption of the ceremony, which allowed him to survive.

However, after rubbing against her a couple of times, Li Qi noticed that Shen Shuibi was trembling.

Shaking with anger?

That doesn't seem right.

What happened?

Thinking about all this, Li Qi opened his eyes.

Then I saw two human heads placed in front of me, staring at each other.

He shuddered like a rabbit.