My Disciples Are All Villains Chapter 1826 - Great Dao’s Heart (2)

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Previously on My Disciples Are All Villains...
Lu Zhou debated Ming Xin over the Sacred Region's prosperity built on the suffering of other lands and tribes, accusing him of following heaven's selfish will while defying fate himself. Ming Xin rallied the enraged Templars to fight to the death against the Unholy One. Lu Zhou unleashed his divine power with blue electric arcs and the nine light disks infused with unadulterated Dao energy, sending the supreme-powered Templars flying amid the intensifying battle.

Creak—with certain astrolabes sinking rearward. A Templar coughed up blood, staring in shock at the brilliant light wheel. In his vision appeared a blue lightning bolt across the heavens and a figure in blue robes, blue eyes piercing the demon god from every angle!

How could the Demon God possess such overwhelming might?!

Temple masters with lesser talent saw their astrolabes shatter under the light wheel's assault. As the light wheels crumbled mid-air, their dantians and Oceans of Qi burst apart.

Pu—

Pu!

Temple master after temple master vomited blood, their organs ruptured by the tyrannical force of the Heavenly Dao!

Both emperors, yet such a vast disparity existed between them?!

Rumors spoke of the Demon God's flawless physique, though its true nature remained a mystery to all.

Some interpreted it as utter perfection; others as total liberation. Freed from every constraint, it stood outside the conventional power framework.

The nine light wheels' strike revealed Mount Taixuan's splendor to all onlookers.

Witnessing this spectacle...

The sacred zone's inhabitants balled their fists, gnashing teeth in fury.

A counterfeit emperor remained forever false, never a genuine one. When balance-derived power collapsed, no mere reduction in light wheels occurred. Severe wounds and descent at best; explosion and instant death amid heaven and earth at worst.

......

Following that single strike, hundreds of temple masters lost balance control and plummeted. Dozens perished outright, unleashing a ferocious vitality tempest.

Temple masters failing to sustain balance could no longer draw on equilibrium rules for their imperial strength. Overdrawing potential exacted eternal backlash from the power balance.

Nothing worthwhile came without cost in this world. Any exception proved illusory!

True equilibrium of justice arose solely from gains matched by losses!

Lu Zhou gazed down upon the Templars, declaring each word deliberately: “An ant trying to shake a tree is no different from sending itself to its death.”

The surviving hundreds of Templars wiped blood from their lips, eyes blazing red with rage.

One bellowed furiously, “Even in death, we'll take you with us! Demon God... Even with time under your command, limits bind you!”

“Please grant me strength!”

“Please grant me strength!”

High above in the skies.

Shadows of the Dark Heart materialized repeatedly.

His eyes scanned the sacred region and the ten massive light pillars.

Weng—

Reflected atop the sky tower, he beheld the ten great disciples of Demon Sky Pavilion immersed in Great Dao laws. The Ten Thousand Feet Lotus Throne voraciously devoured energy, rendering the sacred region dazzling and brimming with vitality.

The magnificent scene recurred.

Evoking the Holy Temple and the ten great apocalypses.

He sensed the ten great void seeds' power surging swiftly.

Laws equated to power.

The Great Dao embodied laws.

Ming Xin nodded approvingly, hurling the Heavenly Dao Great Zhang from his grasp while proclaiming, “I bestow upon you the laws of the Great Dao!”

“Great Zhang!”

The Great Zhang soared forth.

It detonated overhead, showering the world below.

The downpour enveloped the holy region.

Dilapidated zones and barren trees across the holy region burst with life beneath the Great Zhang rain, sprouting visibly to the eye.

Afflicted cultivators abruptly surged with vigor and thrill. Wounded ones leaped to their feet in mere breaths!

The whole holy region appeared renewed, teeming with vibrant life force!

Next...

Laws of the Great Dao enveloped the temple masters.

The supreme tower's pinnacle channeled power into the Great Zhang. Bolstered by balance effects, surviving temple masters grew ever more extraordinary.

Judging the moment ripe, Ming Xin murmured lowly, “Go.”

Temple masters empowered by the laws charged at Lu Zhou, embracing death fearlessly.

The vanguard performed a staggering act—they summoned their lotus seats and detonated them via Great Dao laws!

Lu Zhou clapped his palms shut!

The Golden Lotus Dharma body erupted from the earth!

Ming Xin remarked, “If you're unchanged from before, I'm afraid... it won't suffice.”

Lu Zhou paid him no heed.

In a blink, he materialized at the Golden Lotus Dharma body's core.

Golden Body Blessing!

Right then, the self-destructing Templars detonated!

Boom!!

Boom!!

A Yuan Qi storm swept ferociously through the cosmos.

Those ten massive beams of light rocked wildly, while the holy region quaked fiercely beneath this domineering force of laws.

In the boundless ocean, winds and clouds churned violently, seawater shot skyward, and countless peaks tumbled down across the Nine Lotus World! Rivers became dammed everywhere, and in that instant, ferocious beasts froze in place, all staring at the heavens together!

Kacha —

Cracking sounds rang out distinctly through the void.

Humans beheld fissures splitting across the sky, resembling streaks of lightning.

“Space is breaking?! What sort of power is this?!”

White Emperor, Shang Zhang, Chi Di, and Qing Di—hurrying toward the holy region—all shuddered in shock! They gazed in disbelief toward the Holy Region.

“An emperor-level clash—the Dark Heart against the Demon God—has it begun?”

In a hushed tone, the White Emperor declared, “Dharma Body!”

As if bound by a shared mind, the other emperors summoned their dharma bodies in that very moment!

Four Emperor-level Dharma bodies streaked across the skies like blazing lanterns, slicing through the murky void!

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The rupture of space took Lu Zhou completely by surprise.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang... The spatial fissures lashed at the Golden Lotus Dharma body without mercy.

Ming Xin’s face grew utterly frigid. From start to finish, he observed the fight quietly from the sidelines without lifting a finger.

Seeing the Demon God reduced to mere defense, he suddenly heaved a sigh of regret and murmured to himself, “The Demon God of old... has finally met his end.”

Depth shadowed his eyes. Memories of Mount Taixuan flickered through his mind, tinged with faint disappointment.

From the day of your return, I knew this moment’s conclusion.