They knew full well that the heavenly moon waxed and waned, yet there were few times when a human heart could be whole.
The Celestial Path's painted scroll had turned to ash, scattering back into the deep sea of the Celestial Path... For the Son of Heaven on horseback, this was a funeral.
But the Mortal World Heaven-and-Earth Cauldron still roiled, the violet sun still burned. This battle was not over.
The legacy of will remained.
Like that copy of the Book of Qi hanging alone in the Lunar Phase World: the past had turned its page, the present was being written, and the future still held promise!
Clang!
Jiang Shu's Fang Tian Ghost God Halberd, Jiang Wang's Immortal Dao Sword, and Chongxuan Zun's Three-Wheeled Severing Delusion Saber pierced through the gap between the violet sun and red cauldron, striking Ksitigarbha's Celestial Path Golden Body at the same time with one mingled earthshaking boom.
Even with the Celestial Path stripped of its authority, Jiang Wang and Chongxuan Zun had failed to cut through so much as a layer of Ksitigarbha's skin. They had indeed seized the moment, but they still lacked the strength.
Only Jiang Shu's Fang Tian Ghost God Halberd had cleaved a fissure in the Golden Body.
The clangor of gold and iron rang out again and again, its lingering tremors transforming into tribulation lightning that darted across the Brahma body.
At such a moment, when the drowning dog was being mercilessly beaten, Dantai Wenshu naturally would not let the chance pass.
Fragments of Brahma Mountain filled the sky, falling like plummeting stars.
Once radiant in the heavens, ugly and rugged in their fall.
Dantai Wenshu stood among them, gazing without the slightest relaxation amid the rain of stone... Upon that utterly hideous face, there was unexpectedly a