True Lords at War
Above the heavens, the majestic aura descended from [All Wonders Heaven] still circulated endlessly around Sacred Yuan Wenqu Star Lord.
Qi Yun stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scene before him, his smile slowly deepening.
It's done.
Using a hundred All Saints and Sages of Old as firewood, the Investiture of the Gods as the furnace, and [the Creation Begetting Life] as the spark.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he created a being that could bear the [Wenqu Fruition Status]!
Although that Fruition Status was merely an illusion, not the true status of True Lord.
But that wisp of favor from the All Wonders Heaven was enough to make all the Great True Person present feel a tremor from the depths of their Divine Soul.
What does this mean?
This means that as long as the Holy Sacred Yuan Wenqu Star Lord continues to accumulate literary talent and fortune, one day...
He will surely be able to truly bear that Fruition Status and become a true Confucian Dao True Lord!
At that time, this True Lord will no longer be True Lord of the Hao Ran Holy Land.
Rather, he was a True Lord Qi Yun power!
Within the Hao Ran Holy Land camp, Huangfu Qianqiu's right hand unconsciously clenched.
That hand, which always held scriptures, was always warm and smooth, always carrying compassion and composure.
But at this moment, the veins on the back of his hand bulged out.
The knuckles were bluish-white.
The gentleness and compassion that had remained unchanged on his face for millennia had vanished completely at this moment.
Instead, he felt a murderous intent he had never experienced before in his life.
The killing intent was so intense and fiery that it almost materialized, bursting forth from his deep, ancient eyes!
We take our Confucian Dao and Daoist sages of ten thousand years as our firewood!
I 'Hao Ran Holy Land as my wedding dress!
In front of all the cultivators in the world, a false saint was created to usurp the Wenqu Fruition Status!
What a humiliation!
What utter arrogance!
This person deserves to die!
Huangfu Qianqiu was filled with a surge of Vast Righteous Qi!
The righteous energy was so intense and vast that it almost pierced the sky!
The void beneath his feet trembled violently, as if it could not withstand the overwhelming rage that was about to erupt from him!
He's about to make a move!
Even if it means resorting to any dirty trick, we must destroy these notorious thieves!
However, just as he was about to make his move!
A flash of sword light.
A sword light, so thin it was almost imperceptible yet containing the fundamental rules of heaven and earth, shot out from the depths of the void without warning!
The sword light was so thin, as thin as a hair; so fast, so fast that it surpassed all perception; so concealed, so concealed that none of the Great True Person present noticed it!
It pierced straight and silently toward the brow of the Holy Sacred Yuan Wenqu Star Lord in the sky!
Within the sword light lay a terrifying power capable of severing cause and effect and obliterating existence!
If it were to pierce him, let alone the newly formed Sacred Yuan Wenqu Star Lord.
Even if a true True Lord were here, he would have a hundred years of cultivation stripped away!
But just as the sword light was about to touch the brow of the Sacred Yuan Wenqu Star Lord—
A pair of long, pale fingers reached out from the void and gently pinched.
The terrifying sword light, powerful enough to sever cause and effect, was trapped between those two fingers, unable to move.
Like a venomous snake whose vital spot has been pinched.
"Tsk."
A very soft, slightly mocking smacking sound rang out from the void.
Two fingers, a gentle flick.
"Smack!"
The sword light shattered with a deafening roar, turning into countless tiny fragments of light that dissipated into the void.
It's as if they never existed.
The void rippled like water.
A figure dressed in a long, dark robe slowly emerged from the rippling void.
His face was as cold and hard as ancient iron, with no emotion in his brows, only his eyes, which seemed to freeze everything and were unfathomable.
The Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord.
He stood there in front of the Sacred Yuan Wenqu Star Lord, hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping indifferently towards the depths of the Hao Ran Holy Land camp.
Wherever the gaze fell, the Vast Righteous Qi seemed to freeze for a moment.
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet clearly reaching the ears of every cultivator, carrying a unique quality, like the grinding of ancient, cold iron. "How could even the Confucian Sage, who always emphasizes etiquette and rules—"
He paused slightly, a faint, mocking smile curving his lips, "So you're resorting to this despicable sneak attack too?"
As soon as the words were spoken, all the Great True Person present felt a chill run down their spines!
True Lord!
The True Lord has arrived!
You can't be wrong!
The three immortals, including True Person Sansi, Lady Jiuli, True Person Zַhuanlun, and the three princes of the Dragon Palace, all tensed up and involuntarily took several steps back.
From the depths of the Hao Ran Holy Land's camp, an aged yet powerful voice slowly resounded. "Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, do not speak what is improper, do not do what is improper."
"This is the teaching of our Confucian sages."
The voice wasn't loud, yet each word resonated like a bell, echoing between heaven and earth, carrying an unwavering steadfastness that had endured through the ages. "Yes, there are also—"
"To allow the eight-row dance to be performed in the courtyard—if this is tolerable, what is intolerable!"
The moment the words fell -
An elderly man dressed in a simple Confucian robe, with white hair and beard, slowly walked out from the depths of the Hao Ran Holy Land camp.
With each step he took, golden words appeared beneath his feet, transforming into a road paved with the writings of sages.
Along that road, the five virtues of "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness" Lunzhuan, and the five virtues of "gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality, and humility" shine brightly.
He treaded this path of sages, step by step ascending into the void, eventually stopping at a height equal to that of the Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord.
He slightly raised his eyes, those cloudy eyes that seemed to contain all the wisdom of the past and present, looking at the Holy Sacred Yuan Wenqu Star Lord, and at the faint phantom of the Wenqu Fruition Status between the Star Lord's eyebrows.
Then, he turned to look at the Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord.
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet each word was as firm as iron, carrying an unquestionable and Vast Righteous Qi: "This evil god has used the wisdom of my Confucian Dao ancestors as fuel, stolen the foundation of my Confucian Dao and Daoism for sustenance, usurped the Wenqu Fruition Status, and defiled the spirits of sages and heroes."
He paused slightly, then a sharp glint suddenly flashed in the depths of his cloudy eyes: "I will not kill him—"
"This is outrageous!"
"Sage Wang said is well."
Upon hearing this, the Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord not only did not become angry, but instead smiled gently.
"These righteous cultivators are also hindering the progress of my demonic path, and intend to slaughter my demonic disciples."
He paused, the smile slowly widening at the corner of his mouth, "Then, should I also—"
He raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread.
That hand was pale, long, and had distinct knuckles; it looked no different from an ordinary person's.
But just as he spread his five fingers—
An immense, terrifying pressure, powerful enough to change the very fabric of the world, suddenly coalesced in his palm!
The oppressive aura was intense and heavy, as if his palm strike would overturn the entire world and annihilate all righteous cultivators!
"Eliminate them as well?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the world fell into a deathly silence.
The righteous cultivators gazed at the hand suspended in the void, feeling the terrifying power gathered within it, enough to completely annihilate them.
Their faces were deathly pale, and they were trembling all over, yet they couldn't even muster the thought of running away.
Because that is True Lord.
That is the True Lord who transcends all living beings and hangs high above the Long River of Time!
Before True Lord, how are they any different from ants?
"Wudao."
A voice, chillingly sharp and seemingly capable of piercing through all illusions, suddenly rang out!
The sound wasn't loud, but it was like an invisible sword, piercing straight into the terrifying pressure and splitting it open with a crack!
A figure in a green robe stepped out from the void.
His face was ordinary, except for his eyes, which were as clear as a newborn baby's, yet as deep as if they contained all the essence of Sword Dao throughout history.
His right hand rested lightly on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he was like a divine sword about to be drawn from its sheath, its sharpness causing all things to retreat.
Qingyuan True Lord Wendao.
The Sword Dao spoke slowly, his voice low, yet carrying the clear, melodious quality of a sword slicing through glass. "Wudao, do you intend to incite a war True Lord?"
Are you kidding me?
Upon hearing this, the Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on his lips not only did not diminish but actually widened.
Instead of retreating, he stepped forward!
With this step, the void trembled violently, and the already terrifying pressure became even heavier!
"That's right, I'm going to incite a war True Lord!"
With his head slightly raised, a strange, almost manic light burned in his eyes: "At worst—"
"Sink this Xuanhuang Home Realm!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the world around them changed color!
Countless dark cracks spread wildly in all directions from him!
Qingyuan True Lord Wendao's expression darkened slightly, and his right hand subconsciously tightened its grip on the sword hilt.
But just then, a loud "Hahahaha!!!"
A burst of laughter, so bold and unrestrained it seemed to shatter the stars, suddenly erupted from the depths of the void!
The laughter contained an indescribable wildness and domineering nature, as if it came from the primordial wilderness, as if a demon god who had been sleeping for eons had finally opened his eyes!
"That's wonderful!"
The voice, like rolling thunder, resounded throughout heaven and earth. "I've long wanted to see if this Xuanhuang Home Realm truly can withstand a battle between True Lord!"
"Boom-!!!"
The void exploded with a deafening roar!
A burly, demon-like figure burst forth from the shattered void!
It was a middle-aged man, shirtless, with muscles bulging like mountains, and his bronze skin covered with mysterious Dao patterns.
Those Dao patterns were now flowing wildly, emitting a dazzling golden light, as if his entire being was an indestructible holy body walking in the world!
He grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, and his golden eyes burned with an almost fanatical fighting spirit.
Hegemon Sect True Lord, Nine Revolutions Undying True Lord!
"Okay."
A chilling, hoarse voice, seemingly emanating from the deepest depths of the Nine Nethers, slowly echoed from the other side of the void, "Since you want to overturn the table—"
"Then let's all stop playing."
A thick black mist billowed out from the direction from which the sound came!
The black mist was thick and cold, seemingly capable of devouring all light, all life, and all existence.
And in the deepest part of this boundless black fog.
A pair of eyes, as bright as the Great Sun, slowly lit up!
Those eyes were a ghostly green, like two shrunken suns, within which floated countless struggling and wailing phantoms of living souls, radiating a terrifying pressure capable of freezing the Divine Soul of any living being.
The True Lord of the Yellow Springs Netherworld - Nine Nethers Swallowing Sun!
One statue, two statues, three statues, four statues----
In the blink of an eye, one after another, True Lord figures exuding immense power emerged from various parts of the void!
Each one is a being that stands at the pinnacle of this world!
Each one possesses terrifying power capable of changing the world and overturning the universe!
At this moment, these True Lord, who are rarely seen on ordinary days, have gathered here, each occupying a certain area, facing each other.
There was no word or movement between them.
Only those invisible yet overwhelmingly heavy pressures, powerful enough to crush the void, intertwined and collided wildly between heaven and earth.
Crush!
The sky is trembling violently!
The earth is trembling violently!
Countless thick cracks spread wildly in all directions from the center of their feet!
Mountains were collapsing, rivers were flowing backward, and countless righteous and Devil Cultivator who were fighting below were all forced to lie prostrate on the ground, unable to move, by this terrifying pressure!
As if the next second -
The entire Xuanhuang Home Realm is about to collapse completely in the battle between these True Lord!
Dead silence.
All cultivators, regardless of whether they were on the righteous or demonic path, or whether Foundation Establishment or Great True Realm, held their breath at this moment.
Gazing at those majestic figures in the sky, feeling the terrifying pressure that could destroy the world, only one thought remained in my mind.
It's over----
The great battle True Lord is truly about to erupt!
But at this critical moment, when the world was about to collapse, a voice suddenly rang out from the depths of Qi Yun's mind.
The voice was gentle and calm, yet carried an indescribable solemnity. "The True One."
"The True Lord ' condition... something's not right!"