Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1622: 873: Great Saint's Secret Plot, Return to Forgotten Heaven
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“Hehe, let me see where you’ve escaped to?” Fengfengzi rigidly twisted his head, his gaze sweeping every direction as two eerie flames abruptly blazed in his eyes.
Moments later, a mad grin twisted across Fengfengzi’s face, and he unleashed another eerie cackle, “Hehe, found you!”
The words barely faded when Fengfengzi abruptly disappeared from sight.
Boom!
A thousand miles distant, the face of Zhao Sheng’s “Mirror Image Clone” suddenly froze in place.
With a deafening explosion, this colossal figure of sixty-nine zhang got swallowed by golden radiance, then shattered into fragments, ultimately dissolving into scattered lights that turned to dust.
Fengfengzi emerged casually from the heart of those flowing lights, stepping over patchy golden glows, clutching a transparent round mirror in his right hand.
Right now, the mirror gave off a dim white glow, its surface already marred by three fissures.
Zhao Sheng, watching from thousands of miles away, caught this sight, and his heart plunged, “Not good… the Mirage Cloud Mirror!”
“Ten Thousand Trees Sky!!”
“Haoyang World!”
“Two Forms Separation and Reunion Divine Light!”
“Vast Earth!”
“Sumeru Water Realm!”
The remaining five colossal spirits instantly sprang into action.
Five thunderous roars reverberated across heaven and earth as the five giants unleashed their unique Divine Power Domains.
In the blink of an eye, bizarre spectacles erupted one after another inside the spiritual domain.
Be it… endless ancient trees rising to form a dense forest spanning thousands of miles across the void.
Or… a massive sun igniting in emptiness, bathing the skies and lands in brilliance.
Or… boundless dirt and rock materializing out of nowhere, swiftly filling all sides to create a drifting continent.
Or… fires leaping and dancing, flashing and weaving thousands of times in an instant over ten thousand miles of void.
Or… raging tides morphing into an immense sea.
What they shared was the five giants hiding deep within their Divine Power Domains, rendering them hard for Fengfengzi to pinpoint right away.
Yet Zhao Sheng had still misjudged the capabilities of a Tribulation Crossing Venerable.
Fengfengzi toyed idly with the mirror in his grasp, oddly holding back from striking at once.
Only after the five Divine Power Domains fully manifested did Fengfengzi store the treasure mirror against his chest and lift his gaze to survey the area.
Whoosh!
Fengfengzi vanished once more into thin air—
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Nearly simultaneously, the Divine Power Domains of the towering ancient forest, the dazzling Great Sun, and the floating vast earth continent were consecutively obliterated.
Not even the three giants concealed inside those domains evaded Fengfengzi’s senses; a single sweep of golden light diced them apart, reducing them to ashes.
Remember, a “Mirror Image Clone” boasts battle prowess nearly matching a fresh Unification Realm Great Power Cultivator.
Given sufficient time, any single “Mirror Image Clone” could utterly demolish a Constant Sand World.
Nevertheless, these heaven-shaking, earth-destroying entities crumbled under one blow from Fengfengzi.
Note that Fengfengzi retained just his head. Though titled a Tribulation Crossing Realm expert, his actual power lingered below one-tenth of peak.
Still, Zhao Sheng’s mirror image clones proved utterly helpless against him.
The dreadfulness of a Tribulation Crossing Venerable shone clear.
In mere heartbeats, Zhao Sheng had profoundly sensed Fengfengzi’s horrifying might.
Fengfengzi moved with blinding speed and savagery, beyond what Zhao Sheng could track!
If Zhao Sheng’s sensing spanned “Hundred Shun” to “Thousand Shun.”
Fengfengzi’s reflexes soared past “Thousand Shun” at minimum, maybe hitting the nightmarish “One Breath Ten Thousand Shun.”
After all, Fengfengzi once focused on Wind Dao, granting him swifter reactions and mobility than fellow Tribulation Crossing Venerables.
Zhao Sheng couldn’t even glimpse his “shadow,” much less fight back.
Witnessing three mirror image clones effortlessly erased, Zhao Sheng’s spirits plummeted, sparking an urge to bolt back to the Burial Immortal Ruins.
Yet… he refused to retreat so meekly.
“Merely a self-proclaimed Tribulation Crossing Realm fiend! How could I… how could I… seems I must resort to that technique.”
Deep within the boundless ocean, the true Zhao Sheng’s divine sense whirled frantically, abruptly resolving to act.
“Desired Size Battle Body! Shrink, shrink, shrink…”
As surges of intent and divine thoughts poured down, the mountain-like giant spiritual Magic Body began contracting wildly.
Instantly, Zhao Sheng’s form dwindled from sixty-nine zhang to roughly six feet.
From afar, he appeared mundane, resembling a powerless mortal devoid of cultivation.
But merely existing there, the nearby void quivered as if overwhelmed, warping fiercely with spinning black rifts flickering in and out, while space-time walls buckled inward.
Now, Zhao Sheng’s divine sense and Conscious Heart Light surged exponentially, shattering past “Hundred Shun” into the fearsome “One Breath Thousand Shun” domain.
His mind raced at peak acuity, time stretching endlessly long, as if the world’s motions had ground to a crawl, achingly sluggish.
Whoosh!
Finally, Zhao Sheng “caught sight” of a golden light hurtling toward him.
Even at “Thousand Shun” speed, this golden light streaked with terrifying velocity.
Zhao Sheng merely lifted his arm and “watched” the golden light slam into the vast ocean.
The waters before him evaporated in a flash, the golden light surging ahead to close in on Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng “saw” a golden hand thrust from the light, lunging for his chest.
Bang!
Time froze—or accelerated wildly beyond measure.
Zhao Sheng clamped his hands around the golden arm, gripping it vise-like and refusing to yield.
Yet his chest was still run through by that golden hand.
