The rolling mortal world
"Qianxin! Have you gone mad?"
Senior Brother Black Mountain has already reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, and is now Great True Person!
In seven years, when the sect undergoes a leadership reshuffle, he will become the vice sect leader!
"You dare kill me? Are you planning to spend the rest of your life dying on Heart-Locking Cliff?"
Hearing True Person Qianxin Qianxin's chilling words, He Sha's gaze narrowed slightly, and the little remaining Law Power within his body stirred restlessly.
"Hmm... that makes a lot of sense." Upon hearing this, True Person Qianxin nodded thoughtfully, the icy killing intent on his face seeming to soften for a moment.
A sliver of hope rose in He Sha's heart, thinking that the other party would ultimately not dare to completely break off relations.
However, in the next instant, True Person Qianxin's eyes flashed, and the sinister smile on his lips widened even further, "But—as long as Black Mountain doesn't find out, isn't that enough?"
"You—!" He Sha's pupils contracted sharply, realizing that the other party was determined to kill him, and there was no room for maneuver!
Boom--!!!
Before the words had even finished, the dark red mortal dust and evil mist that had been merely surrounding and imprisoning them suddenly erupted!
It was as if a dormant volcano of mortal dust had suddenly erupted!
Driven by the immense Law Power True Person Qianxin vast mortal world, showcasing the myriad aspects of human existence!
As the mist churned, countless lights and shadows flashed, coalesced, and pounced like a revolving lantern!
On the battlefield, the fierce battles raged, blood splattered, and warriors roared; within the deep palace, the entanglements of love and hate, tender yet fraught with hidden murderous intent; in the bustling streets, the joys and sorrows of life unfolded, a complex tapestry of greed, anger, delusion, and resentment.
Amidst the myriad wonders of the mortal world, the inner demons and illusions directly challenge and tempt the Daoist heart.
Countless "He Sha"s succumb, struggle, and roar within it!
These are not illusions.
Instead, it was True Person Qianxin, with his unique [Thousand Illusions Mortal World Dao Foundation], transformed his profound understanding of the Great Dao of Mortal World and the vast mental power he had accumulated into a substantial attack!
Each ray of light and shadow contains a terrifying power that can erode the Divine Soul, disrupt Law Power, and distort cognition!
Like an endless tide, they surged from all directions toward He Sha, who was surrounded at the center, tearing and eroding him!
You want me dead?! Not so easy!
"Form-Floating Flowing Abyss, Yellow Springs Sandstorm!"
Despite being severely injured and half of his body decaying, He Sha's will to survive unleashed his final potential!
Ignoring the injuries to his Dao Foundation, he forcefully activated the already damaged [Form-Floating Flowing Abyss Dao Foundation]!
Woo-woo--!
The already illusory and unstable abyss-like phenomenon of quicksand behind him was forcibly solidified once again.
This time, however, the dim yellow quicksand was mixed with a large amount of dark death energy and foul-smelling corpse fluid emanating from his decaying body.
The quicksand was no longer pure; it turned into the sands of the Yellow Springs!
The abyss roared, whipping up a sandstorm that swept across the sky, each grain of sand containing the Daoist meaning of sinking and annihilation.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle--!!!
The light and shadow of the mortal world collide violently with the corpses and sands of the Yellow Springs!
The phantoms of charging warriors on the battlefield were corroded by the sand of corpses, emitting mournful howls as they dissipated; threads of resentment from the inner palace entangled the sandstorm, only to be dimmed by the deathly aura within; the light and shadow of everyday life clashed against the sand walls, stirring up a cloud of murky dust.
Two vastly different yet equally bizarre and domineering forces clashed and annihilated each other within this confined space!
The dissipated energy further eroded the surrounding land by several feet, effectively scraping away a layer of it.
It reflects a terrifying scene where the distorted illusion of the mortal world intertwines with the hellish quicksand!
The shock wave, visible to the naked eye, rippled and spread out in a circular pattern!
"Qianxin! You can't stop me!"
Quicksand Soul Burial!
He Sha's single eye was bloodshot, burning with a final madness. He slammed his hands together, and the broken quicksand abyss began to collapse inward, unleashing a terrifyingly powerful force of annihilation in all directions.
This was his final strike, delivered at the risk of his Dao Foundation completely crumbling!
The abyss hummed, carrying a resolute determination to bury the Divine Soul and destroy everything, and crashed violently into the True Person Qianxin!
Stubborn and obstinate.
If you were at your peak, perhaps you could negotiate with me.
But now—with your filthy, broken body?
Faced with this desperate attack, True Person Qianxin remained expressionless, merely shaking his head slightly.
He joined his fingers like a brush and gently drew a line across the surging, malevolent mists of the mortal world ahead!
"Drawing a circle on the ground as a prison, all worldly affairs become silent."
In an instant, the countless lights and shadows that were originally complex and full of the mortal world suddenly froze and shrank.
With an incredibly mysterious trajectory, layer upon layer, intertwining and weaving, it transformed into a thin, cicada-wing-like veil before True Person Qianxin.
Yet it is a celestial curtain of the mortal world, a place that transcends time and space, and contains the meaning of the ultimate destination of the mortal world and the annihilation of all things!
The Yellow Springs Sand Core, which contained He Sha's last strength and resentment, crashed violently into the red light barrier.
Puff--!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull thud like a stone being thrown into a deep pool.
The abyss of the Yellow Springs, which contained terrifying energy, was instantly purified by an invisible force upon touching the red light barrier, and the corpse water and death aura on its surface quickly dissipated.
The abyss itself seemed to be trapped in an endless cycle of mortal reincarnation, where all the impact and all the destructive will were worn down and decomposed layer by layer, and finally, like snowflakes thrown into a fire, it was silently annihilated.
"Impossible----"
He Sha watched helplessly as his final desperate attack was so easily neutralized. His single eye was filled with unbelievable despair and defeat. The rate of corruption on his body suddenly accelerated, and his aura dimmed rapidly like a candle in the wind.
True Person Qianxin gave him no more chances. His eyes turned cold, and the red curtain of annihilation rippled out like water, instantly sweeping over He Sha's broken body.
He Sha's body stiffened abruptly, his last glimmer of life completely severed by that worldly intent.
On that half-rotten, half-alive face, the expression was frozen in extreme resentment and unwillingness.
Immediately, his entire body shattered into pieces like a sand sculpture.
In the end, it turned into a cloud of ashes mixed with death energy, completely dissipating into the world.
The vicious hound under Black Mountain's command was utterly destroyed, body and soul!
With a flick of his sleeve, True Person Qianxin completely concealed the surging Sha Qi and residual fluctuations of the battle. His gaze swept over the spot where He Sha had vanished, and he sneered, "Just a dog. Did you really think that just because you have Black Mountain to rely on, no one would dare to touch you?"
After killing He Sha, True Person Qianxin remained calm and tidied his clothes, which were slightly disheveled from the battle.
He then took out a delicate pink peach blossom from his sleeve, which shimmered with a strange, ethereal light.
He gently tossed the peach blossom into the air. Instead of falling, it floated suspended, its petals scattering and transforming into shimmering specks of light. True Person Qianxin, facing the radiant glow, solemnly cupped his hands and softly called out, "Senior Brother—"
As the light converged, a slightly ethereal yet profoundly ancient figure slowly materialized and emerged.
"Is everything taken care of?"
"Hmm." True Person Qianxin nodded, his tone tinged with helplessness, "Originally, I didn't need to take action; Junior Nephew Qi had already set a He Sha."
Unexpectedly, Azure Sect [True Lord Vast Sea and Fine Dust] suddenly made a move, piercing the Black Coffin with a single sword strike, disrupting the situation and allowing He Sha to escape by sheer luck.
I had no choice but to finish the job.
"Alright." True Person Southern Dipper nodded slightly, seemingly unsurprised by the process, and went straight to the point.
"I will personally cover up the cause and effect of this matter, and the Black Mountain side will not be able to trace it back to you and Qi Yun."
However, to save face, we still have to do the proper thing—we'll just blame it on the Yellow Springs Netherworld.
"Qianxin understand." True Person Qianxin nodded in understanding.
He often engages in such acts of framing others and shifting blame onto them.
True Person Southern Dipper sighed softly, his tone carrying a hint of warning. "This boy from Black Mountain is arrogant and domineering. Now that he has achieved the position of Great True Person, he is even more arrogant and lawless."
Hopefully, He Sha's death will serve as a warning to him, making him more restrained and not think that no one in the sect can control him.
"What Senior Brother says is true," True Person Qianxin echoed, but then a hint of hesitation appeared on his face. He pursed his lips and still asked the question that was on his mind, "However—Senior Brother, the sect will be changing leadership in seven years."
Black Mountain is now in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, holding the position of Great True Person.
He's won over quite a few people—will he really be chosen?
This issue concerns the future power structure of the Holy Sect, and he cannot afford to be indifferent to it.
True Person Southern Dipper did not answer the question immediately.
A brief silence fell over the void, with only the faint glow of the peach blossoms lingering.
True Person Qianxin waited quietly, his mind racing with thoughts.
Just as he thought his senior brother was unwilling to say more, or that there was still a chance for things to change, he frowned and prepared to take his leave.
An aged, indifferent voice, yet carrying an undeniable power, slowly echoed from the depths of the void, clearly reaching his ears. "He will not be chosen."
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