Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1751 - 941: Fateful Encounter, Immortal Technique Achieves Great Success (Part 2)

At the heart of the Wensheng Palace square, a monumental flag stood tall, its banner unfurled majestically, emblazoned with the four golden characters: "Acting on Behalf of Heaven."

Through the relentless torrent of rain, this flag, bearing the inscription "Acting on Behalf of Heaven," remained defiantly aloft. Golden light radiated from its surface, an ethereal veil encompassing the entire square and extending its protective aura over the Wensheng Palace itself.

This sacred sigil was not only immune to the downpour but also repelled Demon Kings, who steered clear from its menacing aura, sensing a potent danger emanating from it.

Daoist Xiang approached the base of the flagpole, his gaze fixed upon the miraculously intact "Acting on Behalf of Heaven" Treasure Flag. A silent sigh of relief escaped him.

"'Tis fortunate this flag remains whole; there is yet a sliver of hope for redemption!" Daoist Xiang mused inwardly, quickly extending his hand to grasp the flagpole. His immeasurable mana flowed into the pole like a relentless tide.

Before the Treasure Flag could fully manifest its power, a spectral white figure materialized silently behind Daoist Xiang.

In the blink of an eye, a pale, jade-like hand pressed gently against Daoist Xiang’s back.

A sickening sound reverberated, and Daoist Xiang’s countenance froze in astonishment. A gaping void ripped open through the center of his chest and abdomen. Wisps of flame clung to the ravaged flesh at the void’s edges, greedily consuming and burning outward.

Daoist Xiang’s eyes blazed with indignation, his visage contorted in shock and disbelief. He could scarcely fathom that the esteemed Dragon Emperor would stoop to such dishonorable subterfuge against a mere junior, resorting to an ambush of all things.

In the ensuing moment, a crimson beam erupted from his crown, hurtling hundreds of li in an instant, its speed rivaling Instantaneous Movement.

With mere blinks of an eye, the crimson light dissolved into the distant horizon, rendering any pursuit utterly futile.

Before the Wensheng Palace, Daoist Xiang’s mortal form was rapidly devoured by the encroaching flames. The inferno soon coalesced into a compact, fist-sized orb, which obediently settled into a warm, jade-like palm before vanishing in a flash.

The owner of this palm was a middle-aged man, distinguished by sharp brows and piercing eyes, exuding an imposing and dominant presence. He sported a Heavenly Crown and was adorned in the White Dragon Locking Gold Armor, his aura as profound as an abyss, projecting an undeniable emperor’s bearing.

This formidable individual was none other than Ao Tong, the current Dragon Emperor.

Ao Tong’s gaze drifted to the four characters, "Acting on Behalf of Heaven," emblazoned on the flag. A sneer curled his lips. "Hmph, a sham, a charlatan cloaked in false virtue! How dare it presume to act under the mandate of heaven!"

"This emperor alone embodies the true will of heaven, favored by Destiny’s Qi. Today, I shall personally... purge you, the imposter."

With these pronouncements, Ao Tong advanced, seizing the flagpole with a firm grip. His palm radiated an immense surge of white flames.

The flames ascended, engulfing the entirety of the flag in an instant.

Suddenly, the Treasure Flag pulsed with a blinding golden radiance, momentarily repelling the encroaching flames.

Concurrently, a frigid snort echoed from beyond Wensheng Mountain’s rear.

The sound pierced Ao Tong’s ears, causing his gaze to shift infinitesimally. He redoubled his efforts, urging forth even greater torrents of flame.

At this critical juncture, the "Acting on Behalf of Heaven" Treasure Flag seemed to react to an unseen stimulus. It erupted with an even more resplendent golden light, which rapidly transmuted into tens of thousands of rays of Auspicious Light, piercing directly into the heavens.

In the subsequent moment, the Treasure Flag shuddered violently, tearing free from Ao Tong's grasp. It soared skyward with astonishing speed, rocketing towards the rear mountain like a bolt of lightning.

Ao Tong knitted his brows, his head snapping around to fix his gaze upon the rear mountain. He witnessed a mass of golden light ascending rapidly, the Treasure Flag swiftly merging into its luminous embrace.

Immediately thereafter, the golden light expanded across a hundred li in the blink of an eye, suddenly materializing directly above the Wensheng Palace, seeming to pause, deliberately or not, directly over the head of Dragon Emperor Ao Tong.

"How dare you!" Ao Tong’s fury ignited at this sight. He bellowed an enraged roar, unleashing a powerful upward punch.

A draconic cry resounded, and the punch’s light transformed into a colossal, brilliantly shining five-clawed white dragon, stretching one hundred zhang long. It charged ferociously towards the sublime figure that had just appeared.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion reverberated through the heavens and the earth. The five-clawed white dragon disintegrated into nothingness instantly.

"Inhospitality is not to be tolerated! Ao Tong, receive one of my techniques: Heaven and Earth Return Together!"

As a warm, jade-like voice echoed in all directions, Ao Tong’s countenance underwent a drastic transformation.

For in that precise instant, Ao Tong perceived the surrounding mountain range as if it had suddenly stirred to life.

No!

That is not correct!

This... this mountain range did not come alive; rather, it merged with someone’s will, as if its authority was usurped.

Even though the Dragon Emperor Ao Tong’s cultivation had reached the Absolute Peak of this world, how could he contend with the power of a domain of heaven and earth?

With just one move, Ao Tong was instantly reverted to his original form.

Afterwards, the torrential rain scattered instantly, and over thirty Demon Kings immediately sensed something amiss, rapidly deploying Divine Power Techniques to frantically escape the mountain range.

Screech!

Ao Tong was filled with terror, hurriedly invoking a mass of cloud mist to conceal his True Body, then fled towards the horizon with the speed of lightning.

Above the Wensheng Palace, Zhang Xusheng watched the rapidly disappearing cloud mist, a trace of a smile appearing on his flawless face, then gently tossed out the Treasure Flag in his hand.

The banner flew into the high sky, immediately blossoming into myriad rays of Auspicious Light.

In the next moment, endless golden light poured forth from both heaven and earth.

The golden light converged into a sea, instantly covering a domain of several thousand li surrounding it.

...

Half a day later.

In the northwest of the Jingguang Continent, tens of thousands of li west of Wensheng Mountain, a vast expanse of rugged mountains was suddenly shadowed by a mass of dark clouds rapidly flying towards the edge of the sky.

Deep within the dark clouds, Ao Tong’s eyes were bloodshot, his appearance wretched beyond description. He narrowly escaped death several times during his flight.

To save his life, Ao Tong abandoned the Ancient Strange Treasure Heavenly Crown, and the White Dragon Locking Gold Armor was shattered into pieces, leaving it as a useless treasure.

His heart ached painfully as if bleeding, now filled with deep regret.

Ao Tong couldn’t comprehend why he had been so mindlessly ambitious at first to establish might against the Heavenly Alliance.

He was even more baffled by why that person’s strength was so terrifying, why any Divine Skills and Spell in that person’s hands could exert tenfold power?