The Myriad Tribulation Reincarnation Lotus!
As the Western Emperor Pagoda unleashed its world-shaking divine might, the still-growing immortal blossom underwent an astonishing transformation. Immortal light flowed naturally around it, arcane patterns danced across it, and the mysteries of reincarnation filled it.
The emperor's might could sweep across the starry sky through all eternity, yet the instant it touched the tiny pocket of spacetime surrounding Feng Jiu, it fell silent, smoothed into stillness.
At that same moment, inspiration struck Feng Jiu. His hands formed incomparably profound seals, and in a hazy instant, he underwent an astonishing transformation. Manifesting a Divine Form, he became a lotus, yet also seemed to become a ray of light. He resonated with the Myriad Tribulation Reincarnation Lotus, then shot away, transcending the world!
He had truly become a ray of temporal light, streaking across heaven and earth. Nothing could stop him-not even an Emperor Weapon!
Buzz!
This transformation shook an Emperor Weapon. Even the deity of the Western Emperor Pagoda could not help emerging. A beautiful figure gazed into the distance, watching the temporal light transcend the world, severing karma and dissolving heaven's secrets until everything became indistinct.
"He... just slipped away like that?"
Wushi marveled. "He has an Emperor Weapon too?"
"Not quite. It resembles one, but isn't..."
The Western Emperor Pagoda's deity murmured, "It grows stronger against stronger opposition. Could it be a restricted-use artifact?"
"No, it seems to be an immortal blossom? Could it be a special Immortal Medicine?"
"Not all Immortal Medicines are helpless lambs awaiting slaughter. Some, like the Fusang Divine Tree, contain tremendous power. Their sacred solar force can sweep through everything. Though they cannot rival an emperor, they must not be underestimated."
"Perhaps that was a special Immortal Medicine... In that instant, I sensed the power of time."
"No wonder." Wushi suddenly understood something, feeling much of the fog lift. "No wonder his attainments in the domain of time are so high. They truly transcend this world."
"So he had something to study?" Wushi nodded, then shook his head. "But that cannot explain everything. Even with supreme scriptures laid out before you, whether you can comprehend them ultimately depends on your own talent and wisdom."
"It is not the art that is strongest, but the person."
Wushi spoke calmly.
"Even if he is a step ahead, I will catch up swiftly... I lost this battle, but I may not lose the next!"
"You..." the Western Emperor Pagoda's deity murmured. "You no longer carry that old weight of sorrow. That is good."
"It seems a powerful opponent is enough to ignite your fighting spirit and lift your spirits. However..." The Western Emperor Pagoda's deity changed tack. "That child did make some good points..."
"Your bloodline is extraordinary, and your physique is unmatched. You ought to pass them down. While you are still weak, having children will not be difficult..."
The deity took Feng Jiu's rotten suggestion and put it straight to use, making Wushi's expression change.
Against Feng Jiu, he could deploy an Emperor Weapon and shut him up.
But against the Emperor Weapon his mother had left behind, what could he do?
There was no solution!
Feng Jiu had departed, waving his sleeve without taking a single cloud.
But the pit he had dug remained. The Western Emperor Pagoda automatically took over this outsourced job, raining heavy blows upon the inherently wicked little brat with the innate sacred body dao embryo and bullying him mercilessly!
The Western Emperor Pagoda appealed to his feelings and reason. "If nothing else, the Underworld is powerful. Back then, your mother stormed the Underworld in fury, yet ultimately could do nothing to it."
"You have the potential to become an emperor, but even so, how could you pacify the Underworld alone?"
"And your physique is so special. When you reach your twilight years, the Underworld will likely covet you and come looking for you..."
"If you had many Emperor's Sons assisting you, perhaps things would be different."
With things put that way, what more could Wushi say?
There was absolutely nothing he could do.
Wushi took a deep breath.
"Feng Jiu, you bastard!"
"Wushi, you bastard!"
Perhaps their hearts were linked by a thread of understanding.
As Wushi sent Feng Jiu his most heartfelt "greetings," Feng Jiu was cursing him too.
He stood in a desert, stamping his feet over and over, covered in dust and dirt.
Feng Jiu had resonated with the Myriad Tribulation Reincarnation Lotus and transcended the world in an instant. In that fleeting moment, he had traveled untold hundreds of millions of miles.
Only when his divine power ran dry did he crash, dropping out of that strange resonance and cursing nonstop.
To be honest, the Myriad Tribulation Reincarnation Lotus's eruption had caught him by surprise. Something that looked so soft and fragile actually possessed such a transcendent side.
But when he reconsidered its origins, he felt that, though unexpected, it made perfect sense.
After all, this was a flower cultivated by the owner of the Three-Life Bronze Coffin.
Did you know about the Three-Life Bronze Coffin?
In later ages, it had battled the Void Mirror and ultimately emerged unscathed, becoming the stuff of legend!
"What a shame you aren't an urn of ashes..."
Feng Jiu sighed softly. "Otherwise, I could play the Cremation Dao Ancestor in a heartbeat."
"Then, never mind Wushi... Even if he immediately changed his name to Wuzhong, I could beat him into Wuzhong paste and bestow an Immortal King's burial shroud upon him..."
Feng Jiu sighed again and again. Why hadn't his system casually swiped an urn back then?
Then he would immediately, right away... refuse to eat beef!
Rustle!
The Myriad Tribulation Reincarnation Lotus swayed, seeming to possess a trace of awareness so faint it was almost nonexistent. A lotus leaf unfurled and curled around Feng Jiu's fingertip.
"Ah, the Reincarnation Lotus is good too. Very good... If you really gave me an urn of ashes, I might not even dare take it."
Feng Jiu breathed out and soothed the Myriad Tribulation Reincarnation Lotus into stillness. Then his expression changed, brimming with murderous intent.
"Wushi, you bastard!"
"This isn't over!"
"You'll regret this!"
"So you brought the Western Emperor Pagoda out with you, did you?"
"Just you wait!"
Feng Jiu looked up to study the heavens and down to examine the terrain, finally determining where he stood.
"So I'm back in the Northern Region..."
He murmured to himself, "I went from the Southern Region of the Eastern Wasteland to the Northern Region in an instant."
"If my calculations are right, that direction..."
Feng Jiu's gaze grew deep. His eyes darted around, and who knew how many wicked schemes were churning in his belly.
With a turn of his hand, a precious flask appeared. Inside it was golden blood, radiating a power that struck terror into the soul.
If Wushi had been there, he would probably have stamped his feet too... because this was his blood!
In their battle, Feng Jiu had drained far too much blood from Wushi. At one point, he had even shattered and dismembered his body, reducing his flesh to pulp.
Amid the chaotic fighting, collecting a little blood could not have been easier.
"Heh!"
Feng Jiu chuckled and set off.
That day, a young man silently staggered into the Jade Lake Holy Land, alarming an elder of the holy land and making her pale.
She, howev-
Was also quite shrewd. She feigned composure, as though nothing had happened, while secretly tightening security.
At the same time, she nervously went to check on the young man.
"I'm fine. My injuries are just rather severe..."
The young man coughed blood, golden blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. "Fetch the Flat Peaches, Dragon Loaches, medicine kings..."
He issued orders to the Jade Pool, invoking emergency authority to mobilize numerous resources.
The Jade Pool elder harbored no suspicions at all. She obeyed, finding and presenting every precious spiritual treasure he requested.
Simply because she knew how exalted this young man's true identity was: he was the son of the Jade Lake Holy Land's founder, an Emperor's Son!