Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1664: 894: Variables (Part 2)

Chapter 1664: Chapter 894: Variables (Part 2)

A single blade for ten thousand beasts, undeniably equitable and just, incapable of deception!

Zhao San Yue bore an unspeakable agony and swiftly unfurled her Pocket World Domain.

The Grotto Heaven Halo expanded at an incredible rate, momentarily surging to seventy to eighty thousand miles, transforming into a colossal gateway that pierced the heavens.

With a deafening roar, the Cave Heaven Gate flung open, unleashing an immense suction force from beyond the threshold, instantaneously pulling in the Shadow Dragon Body that was on the verge of rejoining itself.

Zhao San Yue, with grave solemnity, stepped into the Grotto Heaven, the portal slamming shut behind her and vanishing without a trace.

To employ her own Grotto Heaven for the 'suppression' of a Tribulation Crossing Realm Candle Dragon was an act of sheer audacity!

Once the Candle Dragon was fully absorbed into the Grotto Heaven, the oppressive 'darkness' that had enveloped the Divine Continent abruptly receded.

Light returned to the Divine Continent, prompting immediate tears of jubilation among the countless Zhao Clan members.

At this precise moment, the Demon-Revealing Mirror materialized once more from the void, its surface gleaming resplendently, casting its light across the entirety of the Divine Continent in an instant.

Beneath its brilliant illumination, all demonic outcasts found themselves with nowhere to conceal their presence.

Skirmishes instantly erupted anew across the Divine Continent, but this time, the Zhao Family held an insurmountable advantage; the Divine Beast Messengers, though desperately attempting to flee, were swiftly annihilated.

Scarcely had Zhao San Yue finished suppressing the Candle Dragon when a figure materialized from the ether—it was Zhao Sheng, returning from the Desolate Wall Settlement to the Lower Realm.

He hovered in mid-air, a look of surprise gracing his features as he surveyed his surroundings. His Divine Thought extended outwards with a thunderous boom, encompassing a radius of a million miles.

Despite this, he could not locate Zhao San Yue, only observing the re-ignited battles unfolding across the Divine Continent.

“Something is amiss; where has San Yue gone? Could it be…”

Zhao Sheng’s thoughts raced, his gaze suddenly drawn upwards towards the void.

As his Divine Thought breached the fabric of space-time, the scene within the “First Dark Heaven” unfolded within his spiritual perception.

Within the Dark Sky, there was also nothing to be found!

Anxiety began to mount within Zhao Sheng; without delay, he tore through the space-time barrier with a mere thought, his form flickering into the Dark Sky.

Subsequently, the second layer of the space-time barrier yielded, swiftly transporting Zhao Sheng into the dark and silent expanse of the Divine Palace Heaven.

Rumble!

Within the Divine Palace Heaven, a deafening roar erupted, and surges of blood-red light from higher interfaces raged, wreaking havoc upon the surrounding void. The potent Power of Killing Destiny resident within the blood light easily corroded the nearby emptiness.

Amidst the blood light that spread for millions of miles, patches of auspicious radiance frequently descended, continuously dissolving the encroaching blood light into nothingness.

Witnessing this spectacle, Zhao Sheng’s eyes narrowed slightly. He then unfurled his Destruction Domain, encompassing a hundred-mile radius of void and segregating the blood light from the auspicious radiance.

Evidently, a momentous battle was underway in the Near Heaven, with both combatants locked in a stalemate, neither gaining the upper hand.

Should he intervene or stand back?

Zhao Sheng’s mind swirled with possibilities as he hesitated.

However, he swiftly arrived at a decision, his voice booming out, “Five Zhas, where are you?”

Before his call had even ended, five streaks of light shot forth from his body, instantaneously coalescing into five impeccably handsome youths.

Without a moment’s pause, Zhao Sheng transmitted a Divine Thought to the Five Zhas. Following this, his physical form began to expand rapidly, first growing into a giant sixty-nine feet tall, before quickly contracting back to approximately “nine feet.”

Yet, at this juncture, his combat prowess had been elevated to a level nearing the Peak of the Integration Realm, with his Divine Thought responsiveness approaching “Ten Thousand Moments.”

The faces of the Five Zhas turned serious upon witnessing their master unleash his full might. Each of them re-manifested the true form of the treasure mirror.

Subsequently, Zhao Sheng’s image became clearly visible upon the surfaces of the five treasure mirrors.

In the ensuing instant, five mirror-image clones emerged from the mirror surfaces, transforming into wisps of light and rapidly descending upon Zhao Sheng, merging with him in the blink of an eye.

With this fusion, Zhao Sheng’s combat power quintupled. A luminous Tai Chi ball of Yin and Yang suddenly materialized behind him, spanning tens of thousands of feet in diameter.

Within this moment, the powers of destruction and creation achieved a state of delicate equilibrium!

Zhao Sheng slowly descended into the Tai Chi light ball, which then rapidly diminished in size countless times.

The very next second, a fist-sized black and white light orb pierced through the space-time barrier, vanishing into the ethereal expanse.

…

Near Heaven.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Map was suspended above the Star River, resembling a boundless, luminous river flowing endlessly.

Within the immense river of light, indistinct forms of extraordinary True Spirit Strange Beasts could be perceived, all converging towards the river's deepest reaches. There, flames blazed fiercely, domains clashed with potent might, and the majestic, unrestrained power of laws surged, nearly breaching the confines of the Ten Thousand Spirits Map.

Over a million miles distant, Emperor Weiyang, Li Changxue, a brilliant figure, brandished a magnificent long sword. This blade, intricately engraved with celestial bodies, the sun, moon, and stars, alongside the depicted Mountains and Rivers of the Ten Thousand Beasts, unleashed successive strikes that cleaved through space-time itself, felling numerous blood-colored Yinglongs that launched their assault.

Further away, across tens of thousands of miles, two gargantuan beasts engaged in a furious, chaotic struggle. Tangled ribbons of blood and auspicious light stretched for millions of miles, each manifestation born from the Power of Daoist Law. Either of these entities possessed the capability to obliterate an entire continent with ease.

At this juncture, a fist-sized orb of Yin Yang Tai Chi light suddenly "materialized" at the periphery of the Ten Thousand Spirits River.

Immediately thereafter, Zhao Sheng emerged from this light sphere, adorned in a resplendent robe of pure light, patterned with Yin Yang symbols.

Upon his arrival, he observed the Ten Thousand Spirits River suspended directly above his head. Simultaneously, millions of miles away, the Qilin True Spirit was locked in combat with the Yinglong Divine Beast, their Dharma Bodies sustaining repeated destruction only to rapidly regenerate.

In a single breath, Zhao Sheng grasped the entirety of the battlefield's situation, quickly formulating a decisive plan.

He surged forward instantaneously, traversing millions of miles across the starry expanse until he stood beside Li Changxue. Then, a devastating flurry of punches erupted, black as the deepest abyss, imbued with the Power of Destruction in a highly concentrated form.

These fists extended for thousands of miles, eradicating three blood-colored Yinglongs with a single devastating blow.

Yet, from the vast sea of blood, transformed by the invaders' crimson light, Yinglongs continued to emerge at an astonishing pace.

What caused him even greater consternation was that the fluctuations of law emanating from these newly appeared blood-colored Yinglongs were more formidable than before, possessing an incomparably fiercer intensity.

Suddenly, Zhao Sheng understood the reason behind Li Changxue's inability to vanquish the Yinglong.

Ancient chronicles speak of "Dragons battling in the wild, their blood yielding profound yellow." This refers to the Yinglong Divine Beast,

the Yinglong symbolizing ceaseless warfare and carnage; the more intensely it fights, the stronger it becomes.

The more grievous its wounds, the greater the surge in the Yinglong's combat prowess.

In essence, the Yinglong perpetually fights with increasing ferocity as the battle rages, its strength escalating when injured.

Should it not be dispatched swiftly, a protracted engagement inevitably spells Li Changxue's defeat.

Upon witnessing Zhao Sheng's sudden appearance, Li Changxue betrayed a rare flicker of shock within his usually composed eyes.

"You... you... could it be that you've already—"

Before he could complete his sentence, Zhao Sheng interjected with blunt finality: "I will temporarily hold off the Yinglong here. Senior Li, quickly go and render assistance to the Ancestor."

With these words, Zhao Sheng vanished, instantly covering tens of thousands of miles to arrive directly above the Yinglong Divine Beast's head.

At that precise moment, the Yin Yang robe he wore transformed into a miniature black hole, plunging towards the Yinglong Divine Beast's head with unimaginable velocity.

The Power of Destruction surged outwards, obliterating the Yinglong's colossal head in an instant.

Although the Yinglong swiftly regenerated a new head, within the tier of "Ten Thousand Moments," it suffered a severe disadvantage.

The very instant a new head began to form, the Qilin True Spirit opened its immense maw, consuming over half of the Yinglong's body. Torrents of auspicious radiance then flooded into the Yinglong's form, drastically inhibiting its regenerative capabilities.

Elsewhere, Li Changxue reversed his grip on Taia and strode into the Ten Thousand Spirits Map, his blade aimed at Bai Ze's skull.

"You accursed brat, I will absolutely tear you to shreds!"

The Yinglong struggled mightily to reform its head while simultaneously unleashing countless waves of Divine Thought, bellowing in furious rage.

Due to the disruptive presence of destructive force within its being, its regeneration speed plummeted, even causing its consciousness to become somewhat muddled.

Despite its immense fury, the Yinglong failed to realize that Zhao Sheng harbored even greater anxiety internally.

"Where is the variable? Why hasn't it manifested yet?" Zhao Sheng repeatedly questioned himself, his impatience mounting.

...

Elsewhere, Li Changxue reversed his grip on Taia and strode into the Ten Thousand Spirits Map, his blade aimed at Bai Ze's skull.

"You accursed brat, I will absolutely tear you to shreds!"

The Yinglong struggled mightily to reform its head while simultaneously unleashing countless waves of Divine Thought, bellowing in furious rage.

Due to the disruptive presence of destructive force within its being, its regeneration speed plummeted, even causing its consciousness to become somewhat muddled.