The Kings
Throughout Mount Ling, wails of agony filled the air.
Two or three hundred Brahma Kings were plunged into a deadly predicament after touching Su Baiqian's poisonous domain.
This horrified the others.
"This woman is a demon; she must not be allowed to live!"
"If we spare her, she alone could poison and destroy my Three Thousand Brahma Lands!"
"I beg you Venerable to take action and annihilate it!"
Many Brahma kings cried out in alarm.
Facing Su Baiqian, even a King-level expert is no longer enough.
"You've cultivated your poison skills to this level... I can't let you grow any stronger!"
"Die!"
With immense Law Power, Venerable Wen Yin imprisoned heaven and earth, intending to destroy Su Baiqian.
The chain of Brahma Dao order is so vast and pervasive that it forms a cage.
Su Baiqian's face was pale. Even as a God-King, she was powerless to fight against the Venerable.
However, right at this very moment...
In the midst of the battlefield, a single drop of blood suddenly burst forth with a myriad of golden rays!
That drop of blood underwent Nirvana and growth, and ultimately, Wu Dade reappeared.
He had just been blasted to smithereens, leaving only a drop of blood.
At this moment, a drop of blood is reborn against all odds.
His body radiated golden light and countless Principle, and he shouted:
"Who dares to touch my junior sister!"
He soared into the sky and, with his bare hands, tore open a chain of the cage of order!
--He has completed the Nine Revolutions Golden Body and entered the realm of God King.
The moment the cage of order broke open, Yunxi wielded her brush with divine skill, instantly rescuing Wu Dade and Su Baiqian from the cage.
"Another king?! This kid is still alive?"
Guan Xian Venerable was surprised. Wu Dade had clearly been killed so badly that nothing was left!
How could they survive? How could they defy the odds and become kings?
Is this some kind of monster?
"Something's not right... Their vitality is beyond our imagination, and they seem to be using us to achieve the strongest God-King realm!"
Shi Zhi Venerable Shizhi spoke, she realized the problem!
So far, although they have slaughtered this group of god-king level ants to pieces, not a single one of them has truly died.
The person who appeared to be dead actually experienced Nirvana.
It seems the tide of battle has turned in some way...
"Hold no mercy, annihilate them with all your might!"
Venerable Wen Yin shouted, sensing an unprecedented solemnity.
At this moment, the Great Venerable joined forces and unleashed their strongest attack, aiming to annihilate everything on the battlefield.
This is an indiscriminate attack and slaughter. Everyone on this battlefield, whether a god-king or a god-lord, whether completely dead or not, will face a terrifying calamity.
"Ten Thousand Swords Shatter All... One Sword Gives Birth!"
Dugu Yuqing, his Sword Domain shattered, his rules scattered, his body torn to pieces, his life force almost extinguished, suddenly stood up, his body as straight as a sword!
The Endless Sword Domain was shattered, but he used his body as a sword!
"I am the sword, capable of shattering the heavens!"
His body emanated Lingxiao sword intent!
The Sword King has been born!
"The Strings Severed... the Dao Transformation into a Stringless Qin!"
The strings of Nan Feng's Long Qin are now all broken!
--Since she began learning the zither, the zither she has used has always been the ancient zither left behind by the Three Absolutes Immortal during the Immortal Dao Era.
In the Small Courtyard, the zither underwent unimaginable growth, but ultimately, it was limited and destroyed when facing Venerable- level opponent.
Her ten fingers were covered in blood.
At that moment, she gently struck the Long Qin it, but her ten fingers continued to play in the air.
There was no piano under her fingers.
But then the sound of a zither could be heard!
The music seemed to transcend everything, soaring above all paths!
The Sound Without Qin, the Dao Without Qin... the Qin King Without Qin!
Long Zixuan's body was completely destroyed, leaving only a wisp of dissipated Blood Qi.
The dragon soul was annihilated.
However, at this moment, the Blood Qi slowly gathered and transformed into a true dragon of Blood Qi.
A true dragon soars through the nine heavens!
At this moment, his blood and soul became one, and he advanced further in the Dragon Fighting Art, achieving the status of a God King.
Lu Rang was left with only half a body and one hand. In the mud pot in his hand, the grass had completely withered, not a single leaf remained!
"Drink my lifeblood, Cyan Grass Reborn... the Cyan Grass Reborn!"
Lu Rang a low shout; he had self-destructed, turning into a pool of blood that irrigated the grass roots.
In an instant, the blood grass grew wildly, filling the vast sky, and this grass... transformed into a king!
Qing Chen's body is decaying, and his soul is disappearing.
The Wen Yin within his body, planting the sacred mountain Brahma Dao, shattering all his origins, even destroying his divine realm.
At this moment, his body felt as if it were being torn apart by a thousand cuts, and he was about to die in extreme agony.
Qing Chen looked down at the decaying body and suddenly said:
"To help others, you must first help yourself..."
His heart is pure!
It felt like being back in the Small Courtyard, where even when spiders crawled on my face, I remained unmoved; even when ants crawled into my ears and nostrils, I didn't budge.
At that moment, he suddenly forgot his pain.
They forgot themselves.
He transcended this decay and destruction.
This is... the State of Selflessness!
His physical body was destroyed, and his soul was utterly annihilated.
But in the State of Selflessness, a new life is born.
His body and soul seemed to be no longer bound by any power in this world.
He has become king!
"Between life and death, I too am a chess piece..."
Jiang Li used his blood to draw a chessboard across the heavens and earth, with nineteen lines crisscrossing it!
His eyes seemed to see through the heavens and traverse the Star River.
The left eye shows a strong Yin energy, while the right eye shows a blazing Yang energy!
The moon and the sun revolve endlessly.
He used the nineteen blood-red paths as a game board to see through all the heavens, Using Oneself as a Chess Piece to traverse life and death.
The King of Chess!
"Ten years have passed, and we are separated by life and death; I try not to think of you, yet I cannot forget you..."
Xin Ning coughed up a mouthful of blood. In the face of life and death, she witnessed the brevity of life and the impermanence of eternity.
She recalled a poem that her Big Brother had recited not long ago.
"Throughout my life I've pondered the path of worldly desires, my sword hidden in my humble abode, my whereabouts concealed in mystery."
Wan Zhan claims he never wields a blade, for he was born with eyes that scorn all heroes...
... Originally, it was a realm of nothingness, with nothingness above and nothing below.
"No one comforts me, my heart is as cold as frost."
When she listened to this Ci poetry, she clearly sensed her Big Brother's State of Mind.
Originally, it was a void, with nothingness above and below.
Endless Ci poetry, fused into one.
This single sentence dispelled all sorrow.
She entered the realm of the gods.
Gongya World Refining Divine Pot, shattering endless cycles.
"Through countless boiling processes, the tea leaves are tempered by intense heat and subjected to simmering, finally yielding fragrant, steaming tea..."
At this moment, she deliberately provoked a terrifying attack from the Brahma Dao, destroying the World Refining Divine Pot once again.
Amidst the destruction, countless energies reassembled, as if the primordial energy of all things had been reforged, and the divine vessel was recast!
Now.
The Sound Without Qin, soars swiftly through the clouds.
Forged with dragon soul and blood, roaring across the heavens.
Using my body as a sword, I will cleave the Star River.
Crimson heavenly grass spreads across the sacred land.
The selfless king rises against the tide.
Using Oneself as a Chess Piece, traversing life and death.
Its Nine Revolutions Golden Body, capable of shattering ten thousand paths.
Poetry Dominates the World, Pot Refines All Worlds!
The King's Path power of Nan Feng and others surged forth.
Their combined attack, along with that of the Great Venerable, collided with a deafening roar!
Boom!
The sky above the battlefield suddenly turned into Black Hole.
It was as if the turning points of time had been shaken by the bombardment, and time and space seemed to stand still.
The Black Hole expands layer by layer!
The Spiritual Mountain Great Formation was torn apart at this moment!
The Three Thousand Brahma Lands seemed to sense something, and all living beings trembled.
The Vatican has lost its voice!
At this moment, all the Brahma Kings on Mount Ling were dumbfounded, as if petrified!
The many Venerable were shocked, their eyes filled with utter disbelief!
A very, very long time later.
The Black Hole created by that terrifying explosion slowly disappeared.
The space and time belonging to this world have reappeared.
However, the arena had fallen into dead silence.
Lingshan was silent.
"This... this is impossible..."
Venerable Wen Yin murmured, his voice trembling slightly!
"They... used us as whetstones to forge the strongest God-King realm."
Shi Zhi Venerable was utterly shocked.
Using the Venerable as a whetstone... who in this world dares to be so bold?
Let alone a mere minor deity, even Venerable of the same level would never dare to act so recklessly!
But now... these people have actually succeeded.
"No, we absolutely cannot let them grow up, we absolutely cannot!"
Venerable Shu Pu shouted urgently!
But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly sensed something, his face filled with terror, and he looked in a certain direction.
Then, he completely disappeared!
It just disappeared!
"Shu Pu!"
Upon Shi Zhi, Venerable and the others all cried out in alarm.
Even they themselves were unaware.
"Where did Shu Pu go? Has he been enveloped by some mysterious force?!"
"What exactly happened...?"
The Venerable ones looked at each other in bewilderment.
At that moment, a purple-skirted maiden slowly descended from the sky.
She now held a painting in her hand.
The painting was stained with blood, yet she smiled so brightly, like the clouds on the horizon.
"Are you looking for him?"
"He's here!"
The painting trembled slightly.
Venerable Shu Pu has reappeared.