Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1386: 745: Great Success of Dharma Body, One Punch Shocks the Enemy!

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A massive spiritual energy vortex over the Wolong Mountain Range has drawn the attention of rival forces, forcing the Divine Artisan Zhao Clan to activate their mountain protection array. High above the clouds, the Returning to Void Ancestor Feng Bo Jie Xing lurks in secret, observing the celestial phenomenon with ill intent. Deep within the Hidden Dragon Valley, Zhao Sheng successfully tempers his body into a flawless Golden Skin Jade Bone Dharma Body, achieving a state of purity that resonates with the Taoist Law. Mistaking the resulting heavenly light for the return of the formidable Zhao Xuanjing, a shaken Feng Bo Jie Xing prepares to confront his long-standing fear.

The Marquis of Wind Jie Xing was well aware that "Zhao Xi" only possessed a cultivation at the mid-stage of Returning to Void, making it impossible for him to trigger such a massive disturbance.

Once all other possibilities were discarded, the truth remained: that formidable man had made his return.

Furthermore, the Marquis was keenly sensitive to the fact that the defensive lines of the Demon Suppression Star Domain had collapsed.

He deduced that Zhao Xuanjing must have retreated from the front lines back to the Spirit Realm to enter closed-door cultivation within the Hidden Dragon Valley; the situation was transparent.

BOOM!

The natural Qi of the world began to boil like a raging furnace. Vortexes of spiritual energy morphed into a sky filled with auspicious flames and light, appearing to incinerate the very Heavenly Curtain. It seemed as though the barriers of space-time were being scorched through, allowing space-time storms to howl from the resulting rifts. These storms shook the space—which was normally as "solid as gold and soup"—and dragged in boundless quantities of Mystic Crystal Origin Qi.

Under the sudden onslaught of this space-time tempest, the gentle winds and clouds conjured by the Marquis of Wind Jie Xing were instantly shredded into nothingness.

Violent space-time forces radiated in every direction, causing the void to heave with "waves" comprised of countless layers of folded space.

“Wha…”

Before the Marquis could even finish his exclamation, a "colossal wave" slammed into him, sending him hurtling back more than a hundred feet. A brilliant emerald light flared around him, instantly manifesting as a green hurricane to shield his form and barely allowing him to regain his footing.

He felt a mixture of fury and alarm, his face darkening as an inexplicable sense of dread began to fester in his heart.

Meanwhile, the members of the Zhao Family within the Hidden Dragon Valley stood frozen, paralyzed by the sudden transformation of the celestial phenomena, unsure of how to react.

“Heavens, what could have caused this…” Zhao Jinmin whispered in shock, his eyes fixed on the sky burning with auspicious light.

Standing beside him, Zhao Xuanji was equally bewildered and lost for words.

“The Dharma Body has taken shape, and the celestial light descends! I fear the Ancestor has successfully forged his Dharma Body, triggering this change in the heavens.”

As Zhao San Yue spoke, Zhao Jinmin looked at his companions, suddenly recalling specific passages recorded within the Sect’s Jade Book.

“Could it be…”

Before Zhao Jinmin could complete his thought, a gargantuan pressure erupted from the depths of the earth, surging directly into the firmament.

This was the most overwhelming pressure the three of them had ever encountered; it was truly staggering!

BOOM!

With a roar that seemed to split the world, the sky of auspicious flames vanished. In its place stood a titanic figure tens of thousands of feet tall, possessing a face identical to the "Ancestor."

The Marquis of Wind Jie Xing’s expression twisted in horror, unable to trust his own senses.

“This… how can this be?! This is bad, I’ve been spotted!”

Before his words were fully out, a sharp sense of mortal peril rose within him. Realizing the danger, he immediately attempted to flee into the Dark Sky.

However, escape was no longer an option!

Without warning, Zhao Sheng appeared directly in his path, cutting off his retreat.

“Since the Marquis of the Wind has graced us with his presence, why such a rush to depart? Why not join me for a cup of tea below before you take your leave!”

At this moment, Zhao Sheng’s physical size and features remained as they were before, yet his aura and presence had undergone a total transformation.

At first glance, he seemed to have dissolved into the world around him, his aura so ethereal and transcendent that he resembled an Immortal walking the earth.

Yet, upon closer inspection, he appeared as the sole master of the world. His presence was not only incredibly potent but also as immovable as a mountain peak supporting the heavens, towering and indestructible.

The Marquis of Wind Jie Xing’s pupils shrank to pinpricks, his internal shock defying description.

“You… you actually succeeded!”

Typically, only those at the peak of Returning to Void Perfection who had achieved the Great Accomplishment of the Dharma Body possessed that unique aura of being "one with the world yet independent of it."

Sensing this specific aura from Zhao Sheng today left the Marquis utterly stunned.

He began to suspect that this man had been deceiving the world all along, and that his Cultivation had reached the Ninth Layer of Returning to Void long ago. Now, with the Great Success of Dharma Body, he had surely stepped into the Great Perfection Realm.

Zhao Sheng had no intention of correcting the Marquis’s misconceptions. Since the man was mistaken, he would let the error stand.

Hmm?

Suddenly, Zhao Sheng sensed an anomaly. He turned his gaze toward a corner of the void and sneered: “Friends lurking in the shadows, there is no need to hide. Come out and reveal yourselves!”

Boom!

The moment he spoke, the void within a hundred-mile radius trembled violently, erupting in a deafening thunderclap.

Five-colored Thunder Light slashed through the void, striking a specific point and forcing the hidden figure to manifest.

With a flash of Yellow Light, the thunder was intercepted by a stone wall. An elderly man with a rotund frame, a bald head, and a seemingly kind face appeared before them.

“Master Huang Shi!” the Marquis of Wind Jie Xing cried out in astonishment.

“I never imagined the Divine Artisan Zhao Family would give rise to another True Dragon! Fellow Daoist Zhao, you have hidden yourself well, deceiving everyone while tempering a Great Accomplishment Dharma Body. No doubt you will soon establish your Lifebound Cave Heaven and ascend to the Unity Realm!” Master Huang Shi ignored the Marquis, choosing instead to observe Zhao Sheng with a deep sigh.

“Establishing a Primordial Cave Heaven? That is no easy feat! Even with a Great Accomplishment Dharma Body, I am still vastly distant from Primordial Spirit Harmonization and truly opening a Primordial Cave Heaven—a gap of ten thousand eight thousand miles.” Zhao Sheng replied coolly, his expression unreadable.

Master Huang Shi laughed softly, though a cold light flickered in his eyes as he smiled: “Regardless, Fellow Daoist Zhao is already far beyond us old men who are merely waiting for death. I suspect that aside from the two Integration Realm Great Powers, no one in this domain can rival you!”

He spoke this way because one of those Integration Realm masters bore the surname Huang, hailing from the Huang Family of Five Emperor Mountain.

The threat embedded in his words was blatant.

“Mr. Huang, you flatter me! Many other Returning to Void cultivators possess incredible Divine Skills. Even you, Mr. Huang, have unfathomable power. I suspect your Cultivation has already reached the Absolute Peak of Returning to Void. I truly feel I cannot compare!” Zhao Sheng pointedly highlighted his opponent’s strength, causing the Marquis’s face to pale once more as he learned this secret.

Master Huang Shi’s smile faltered. He waved his hand dismissively, denying it: “You exaggerate! If I truly possessed such a Cultivation, I would be in closed-door cultivation seeking a path to breakthrough. Why would I waste time wandering outside?”

Hearing this, the Marquis felt slightly more at ease, thinking the old man’s logic was sound.

However, Zhao Sheng was not so easily swayed. Having just broken through, he was acutely aware of similar "essences" and had already detected the potent power hidden beneath Master Huang Shi’s aged facade.

“Whether it is true or not, a single test will decide! Ha, take a punch from me!”

The instant the words left his lips, Zhao Sheng moved like a bolt of lightning. He appeared before Master Huang Shi in a heartbeat, his fist carrying the force of thunder as it aimed for the old man’s chest.

Master Huang Shi’s eyes widened. Unable to retreat in time, he crossed his arms in defense. His skin took on a golden hue as if cast from solid metal, radiating streams of Law Golden Light.

“Master Huang, look out!” the Marquis shouted, his warning sent via Divine Thought.

But Zhao Sheng’s attack was too fast. The Divine Thought had yet to be received when the fist slammed into Master Huang Shi’s forearms.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion rocked the void!

Purple and golden Law lights clashed and erupted, causing the void for a hundred miles to warp. Dark, "inky" rifts tore open before collapsing into a jagged "dark zone."

The space-time of the Spirit Realm possessed incredible self-healing properties; the darkness lasted less than a breath before it was mended.

Zhao Sheng slowly withdrew his fist, hovering motionlessly in the air.

In contrast, Master Huang Shi was blasted back hundreds of zhang before he could stop. His face was a mask of rage and shock. Cracks marred his arms, and droplets of dense golden light—essence blood—leaked out and fell into the void like tiny pearls.

The Marquis of Wind Jie Xing was also forced back dozens of zhang by the shockwave, his ears ringing.

“I was a bit impulsive just now. I hope Mr. Huang can forgive me!” Zhao Sheng said with a smile, lowering his arm.

“Hmph, you have already struck; how could I possibly hold a grudge! Now that you have vented your spirit, I shall take my leave!” Master Huang Shi’s face was livid. With a cold snort, he transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished into the sky.