Fist of Transcendence

"Shriek—"

As the piercing cry rang out, a God bird with an eight-meter wingspan soared into the sky from Lightning Valley. Its entire body was wreathed in golden lightning, gleaming brilliantly, while arcs of electricity like living electric serpents crawled across its body amid crackling currents.

This was the Lightning Bird King of Lightning Valley, a mutant God bird comparable to an Other Shore cultivator.

"Crack—"

Every Lightning Bird throughout the eight-hundred-mile Lightning Valley erupted into frenzy. Clanging cries came from every direction—the calls of the Lightning Birds, high-pitched and ear-piercing, enough to pierce metal and shatter stone.

Just moments ago, Jiang Ming had launched a surprise attack with the Sacred Light Technique, directly killing seven Lightning Birds within a ten-mile radius.

Now, the remaining Lightning Birds rioted and charged in from all around. Blinding God radiance filled the skies, endless and densely packed, thousands upon thousands of beams flooding heaven and earth in every direction and turning it into a sea of golden brilliance. Thunder roared deafeningly as lightning fell like golden rain.

The furious, piercing cries in the sky were unceasing, clanging like violently colliding metal. They pierced the heavens and shattered metal and stone, making one's eardrums ache. The ground within ten miles buzzed and trembled.

Even the master of the nearby Smoke Glow Grotto-Heaven would not have dared lead its elders here to provoke this flock of Lightning Birds.

Besides the Lightning Bird King, there was also a female Lightning Bird incubating eggs, and eight Lightning Birds comparable to Divine Bridge cultivators.

Such a powerful flock was not something a mere Cave-Heaven Paradise could provoke.

But today, Jiang Ming had come. He had entered Lightning Valley alone.

Boom!

Jiang Ming's cultivation rose once more, reaching the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage. He pushed the Sacred Light Technique to its limit.

He had obtained this Quasi-Emperor Scripture only three months ago, but with his understanding of realms from his previous life, the sparks of wisdom born from different civilizations on Earth in the life before that, and his utterly ordinary comprehension in this life, the three combined allowed him to grasp this secret art far more deeply than some Other Shore cultivators of the Yaoguang Sacred Land.

Moreover, the Yaoguang Scripture cultivated by the Yaoguang Sacred Land was merely a Great Sage Scripture, while what he cultivated was a Quasi-Emperor Scripture.

His entire body was bathed in blazing golden holy light, impervious to all techniques. His small body surged with blood and vitality like billowing smoke, yet stood like a mountain beneath the heavens, suppressing Lightning Valley without moving. His radiance outshone the sun in the sky, brilliant beyond compare. He became the sole presence in Lightning Valley; every ray of light he emitted was too dazzling to look upon directly.

Cultivators training around Smoke Glow Ridge had originally seen a great sun cross the region and plunge into the ruins, but no one had recognized what it was.

Now, hearing the cries of the Lightning Birds and seeing their upheaval in the sky, they recalled everything that had happened more than three months ago. One after another, their faces changed drastically as icy chills ran through their bodies.

Buddha Light Golden Wheel Settles Heaven and Earth.

Sacred Light Technique!

Jiang Ming had no intention of wasting time. He immediately unleashed this Supreme Treasure Art of an immortal ancient first-generation genius. Even at sixty percent of its power among those of the same realm, it possessed offensive force comparable to some powerful ancient beast bloodlines.

A golden wheel of light emerged behind Jiang Ming's head. A blood-red Dao pattern appeared between his brows, crimson clouds shining brilliantly and interwoven with complex ripples. It resembled a soybean-sized cinnabar beauty mark, blooming with boundless golden radiance. This was the origin of the first-generation Dao pattern of the Buddha Light Golden Wheel.

In an instant, golden light covered a twenty-mile radius.

Every Lightning Bird froze solid, unable to move. Suspended in all manner of flying postures, they seemed branded onto the heavens, becoming a lifelike mural against the blue sky.

In an instant!

Jiang Ming became like a golden sun and slammed into the Lightning Bird King. His golden fist blazed brilliantly, like that of a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, and smashed into the Lightning Bird's head.

This was Jiang Ming's furious punch. These Lightning Birds had made him single again. His fist struck the Lightning Bird's savage head, blazing with God radiance that blotted out the sun. The sky rumbled and shook, and his domineering bearing seemed innate, carrying the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers!

The Heavenly Tyrant Body had always been an incomparably domineering combat physique.

Pfft!

The entire Lightning Bird instantly exploded into pieces, killed outright by Jiang Ming. Blood and vitality splashed everywhere, then were evaporated into ash by the blazing heat surrounding him.

"Light of Transcendence!"

Jiang Ming sensed someone watching him and immediately shouted. His fist light shone brilliantly, like comets illuminating the heavens and tearing through the air. One Lightning Bird after another exploded into pieces. His battle strength towered to the skies, his blood and vitality surged, and his killing intent shot toward the stars.

The Sacred Light Technique intertwined with the Buddha light around him, sacred and inviolable. Wherever his golden fist light passed, no Lightning Bird could contend with it. His fists made mountains and rivers tremble. Blood and vitality splashed, blood mist rose, and the sky was filled with it. This place seemed to have become a copper furnace in hell, seeking to refine all ghosts and evil spirits and purify the world!

And Jiang Ming transformed into a bodhisattva, transcending bodies with his flesh. Wherever he passed, Buddha's Light Illuminated All in every direction, holy light surged skyward, and fist light broke through the clouds. Above the heavens, the great sun reigned supreme; beneath them, Jiang Ming was the master. Beneath his magnificent fist light, all was resplendent.

"This... the Lightning Birds actually provoked such a ruthless man. This flock will probably be wiped out."

Someone cried out in shock.

"These methods and this might seem somewhat like the Sacred Light Technique of the Yaoguang Sacred Land."

An elder of the Smoke Glow Grotto-Heaven who was training nearby saw this scene and spoke with some suspicion.

These were merely low-level cultivators, and they could not make sense of what they were seeing. Unable to understand it, a single "Holy shit" was enough to express all their thoughts.

Whoosh!

Jiang Ming fell from the sky like a great sun. After finding the Lightning Bird Queen, who had likewise been imprisoned by the Buddha Light Golden Wheel and had only just recovered, he sent her to her death as well.

The Lightning Bird Queen panicked and had only just soared into the sky when Jiang Ming blasted her into pieces, killing her on the spot.

As for the three Lightning Bird eggs in the nest, Jiang Ming grabbed them without hesitation. He would have boiled eggs later.

When he left, he also took the Lightning Bird corpses, along with the Lightning Grass.

The golden Lightning Grass was only half a foot tall. Its leaves resembled lightning, three in total, growing straight upward. In Lightning Valley, it could only thrive near Lightning Bird nests, nourished over long periods by Lightning Bird droppings and the lightning unintentionally released by the birds.

Later, he would go to Dark Wind Cold Pool to roast some meat, and borrow some water, meat, and vegetables from Old Cold Chi.

Or he could just make hot pot.

Five hundred miles away from the Lightning Birds.

There was a Wind Cave here, flanked by cliffs on both sides. "Whoosh, whoosh" echoed through it all year round. Because of the terrain, the wind here was extremely cold and gloomy; Sea of Bitterness cultivators could catch a cold after being blown on for a while.

Even Life Spring cultivators were best off not living in such an environment for long.

There was a cold pool here, covering a radius of thirty miles. Stream water flowing out from the mountain caves filled the area.

Or perhaps underground cold springs also surged up here.

From afar, the place looked like a ghost cave. Wailing sounds continued without end, and eerie mist coiled through the surroundings. When the mist touched the nearby grass and trees, a layer of frost immediately formed over them.