Capítulo 823: Chapter 755: My Elder Sister
When the epoch split, mortals of this world received ancient inheritance from mere excerpts of ancient texts, often venerating and pursuing the traces of gods and demons.
Yet everyone is different.
Longevity Heaven follows the commandments of the Heavenly God, with the Great Shaman Bo’e as the newest divine representative, embodying divine miracles.
Overseas countries, due to ocean winds and waves, hold the most primal hope for the Sea God’s protection, which has become their faith.
These are followers, or subservients.
The Four Symbols Sect calls for the return of Emperor Ye, establishing an ancient divine country where humans and gods are unified. It is faith, but also pursuit of the Dao. When someone closer to the Dao appears, their faith might shift. Apart from Emperor Ye, they have no reverence for the Ancient Four Symbols, having long considered themselves as Four Symbols, substituting them.
Xue Canghai is in pursuit of the Blood God’s power, outwardly showing utmost respect, but it’s merely awe and submission to power, with the underlying thought that such should be the ambition of a true man.
Yuan Cheng bluntly says, everyone can become a Buddha; if I achieve it, I am Buddha.
They still belong to the followers, yet have begun to challenge, focusing more on completing their own pursuit.
When such pursuit contradicts the divine, it likely evolves into rebellion.
Many rebels already exist in the world… Born with this body, I act upon my path, what of the divine intention to me!
Heroes arise, none lacking this.
Xia Longyuan, in essence, is also a rebel, standing against the Blind One, ultimately crumbling under causality, uncertain how much of the defeat was predetermined or manipulated by the Blind One.
More typical is Hai Pinglan, after sixteen years of deception, he suddenly erupts, the sea and sky roar together, jade and stone both perish!
He, Zhao Changhe, is also a rebel, and besides him, there’s Yuxu.
He has always done unwilling things under the heavy pressure of the divine… Zhao Changhe once thought his rebellion was too gentle, that it was all he could manage, just like Zhao Changhe’s own resistance could only manage to wash his face with skincare, during certain periods he wouldn’t touch the Heavenly Book much, and that was already the limit, probably appearing like mere pampering to the Blind One.
More importantly, people have long thought the divine indestructible, the bigger the status, the more so, as representatives of parts of the Heavenly Dao, they survived epoch collapses; what more can one do?
Yuxu can only choose nonviolent non-cooperation.
Yet with one arrow in the raging sea, the Sea Emperor falls, one stone stirs a thousand waves.
It turns out the divine can be killed!
Yuxu boldly descends the mountain, participating in worldly disputes, seemingly answering the Tao Venerable’s request to establish the Dao, while secretly considering other plans—when I go to Chang’an, does the Tao Venerable also have to leave his secret realm, to watch the situation in Chang’an? If so, then he leaves his base, leaves those secretly recruited villains in Kunlun, leaves the chaos across Kunlun, just in Chang’an, only you and me!
Is it not a thousand-year opportunity!
Li Shentong associating for decades, with perfect understanding, sees Yuxu descending, feeling the old Taoist is not right, thus encourages Zhao Changhe to go to Chang’an; without a word of exchange, unknowingly forming a scheme.
Always nonviolent non-cooperation, leisurely in three rooms of cloud water—the old Taoist, once deciding, becomes astonishingly formidable!
As Li Shentong strikes the Tao Venerable’s Divine Soul, Yuxu seems to suffer heavy physical harm, suddenly spitting a mouthful of blood. However, he doesn’t care, the blood sprays, staining the Tao Venerable’s Divine Soul, instantly turning into a blood-like form.
The Yin God originally non-substantial, seems transformed by this staining into an entity that can be harmed, even audible “crack” solidifying sounds.
“Good,” the Tao Venerable’s voice turns sinister, “Yuxu, you’ve been plotting for a long time. Good, good…”
Yuxu’s face is ashen, seemingly severely injured, yet his expression is light. He doesn’t respond to the Tao Venerable’s words, suddenly a longsword in hand, drawing a Mystical arc, directly thrusting at the Tao Venerable’s blood-colored chest.
Meanwhile, Li Shentong’s heavy punch already strikes the Tao Venerable’s side, perfectly coordinated.
“Pop pop,” two sounds nearly simultaneously erupt, the Tao Venerable one hand catches Yuxu’s sword, another hand catches Li Shentong’s fist, both feel their attacks collide with each other, feeling terribly uncomfortable, yet unable to cause the Tao Venerable even minor harm.
A blood-colored Tai Chi erupts violently, in an instant turning the entire Louguan platform to ashes.
That is not the Tao Venerable’s power, but Li Shentong and Yuxu’s own force…
The Tao Venerable laughs, “Are you very familiar with this move? Before me, all your skills are equivalent to nothing, you are completely constrained. You want to resist me, that is absolutely impossible… In the view there are disciples, their deaths were caused by you, dying under your power, how do you feel?”
Before the words finish, laughter sounds from the side, “You’re dreaming.”
In everyone’s perception, hundreds of disciples from the Four Symbols Sect, including miscellaneous workers and cooks, were enveloped by an invisible wind, gently sent towards Chang’an under the cover of night.
Zhao Changhe’s Wind Control, to this day, is as natural As Arm Points.
A faint smile appeared on Yuxu’s face, indicating a mutual understanding.
Invited by Yuxu during the day, arriving with the wind at night, everyone knew well why they acted as they did. Even the plan Yuxu was using to solidify the Tao Venerable’s form with blood evil was a form of coordination with Zhao Changhe; Zhao Changhe understood the subtle intentions behind the music.
Amidst laughter, Zhao Changhe’s Dragon Sparrow rose again. A violent surge of Evil Qi and blood evil erupted, turning the skies above the Four Symbols Sect blood-red within an instant, almost as if a fearsome demonic face was roaring in the void, its chaotic brutality spreading unchecked.
Even Li Shentong and Yuxu couldn’t help but glance at him, and next to them, the assisting Huangfu Qing and Yue Hongling were visibly anxious. The world had never witnessed such terrifying and bloodthirsty Evil Qi before, especially not from Zhao Changhe…
The fifth form of the Blood Evil Saber Technique, a form Zhao Changhe had never utilized before.
All life ends!
“Clang!” The Tao Venerable’s blood-red Tai Chi blocked this saber strike.
Ordinarily, the onslaught from Yuxu and Li Shentong would have been absorbed without a trace, as if a cow into the sea, but despite Zhao Changhe’s cultivation being inferior to theirs, this saber strike had a critical impact.
The body congealed by blood began to twist and convulse, face distorted, form unrecognizable, as the blood evil within surged uncontrollably, on the verge of exploding.
“Boom!” The recoil force came violently, and though Zhao Changhe was unable to withstand it, the anticipated blood-vomiting impact from the Tao Venerable did not occur.
He merely stepped back!
The Tao Venerable swiftly sensed himself trapped within an array, the triad of heaven, earth, and humanity united, the sun, moon, and stars standing in the firmament. The force he bore had been shared and distributed among three angles, each bearing only a third.
On the left, a sudden red beam pierced the heavens, aiming at his throat; on the right, a faint flash of fire, the Nanming Li Fire boiled beneath his feet, flames soaring skyward.
Frontally, as Zhao Changhe’s saber rebounded, the Black Sword arrived once more.
A demonic heaven descended in the night, the universe fell silent, under the sword light and firelight, the scene was eerie, as if freezing the final chaotic moment before the apocalypse, dusk on the left, silent night on the right, a galaxy hanging in the middle, dividing the cosmos, unsure if it was about to tear apart or merge, more Tai Chi than the Taoists’ Tai Chi.
Over there, Yuxu and Li Shentong were somewhat dumbfounded—they found themselves squeezed out of the opposing triangular array, out of place, unable to cooperate in the short term, the main characters relegated to supporting roles.
It seemed as if just that family of three was enough to slay the Tao Venerable… and in fact, it nearly was, such a terrifying assault it was, as if battling the entire world. What kind of array was this?
The Tao Venerable stood on fire with blood feet, rooted as if enduring the scorching flames without demise. Repeating the same trick again, the blood-red Tai Chi rotated, guiding Yue Hongling’s sword light and Zhao Changhe’s saber light to collide.
Yet the forces of blade and sword met without conflict, instead coalescing in tenderness, forming a new spiral, exploding the Tai Chi to pieces with a “boom.”
Simultaneously, the raging flames suddenly turned into a blue blaze, quietly spreading an extreme aura of death. The Vermilion Bird Palm transformed life into death, revealing its threat to the Yin God! Before her, there was nothing truly immortal!
The Tao Venerable suddenly let out a heartrending scream, madly breaking open an angle, attempting to escape the array’s shroud.
The Imperial Realm Second Layer is indeed the Imperial Realm Second Layer, with this charge, a gentle cloud set the heavens spinning, the family of three simultaneously let out a muffled groan, a faint trace of blood seeped from the corners of their mouths, and the three involuntarily rotated half a turn, causing a gap in the array, allowing the inhuman blood Dao Venerable to seize the opportunity to escape straight through.
Absolute power surpasses any clever technique.
“Clang!” The blood figure seemingly crashed into a wall, Li Shentong’s bronze-colored face twisted into an ugly smile: “The old ox-nosed once debated with me, saying water is gentle and can penetrate steel, I know he was right, but in a moment of confrontation, gentle water cannot break the dam.”
In that instant, the Zhao family of three stood firm in their array positions once more.
Heavenly Net, there’s no escape!
The Tao Venerable had fought in silence, only now the twisted face finally turned pitch black: “I don’t wish to fight you all to death… but it doesn’t mean I can’t. If you force me to risk it all, taking one or two of your lives isn’t far-fetched… Are you ready?”
The blood figure slowly transformed into a black mist, with a grimacing ghost face devouring the newly revealed Blood God Dharma Image of Zhao Changhe in the air.
The night of Chang’an had become a demonic heaven.
“So that’s how it is.” The blind man spoke calmly to Jiuyou: “You subtly demonized him at Kunlun.”
Jiuyou replied serenely: “A single thought of greed and obsession, nothing more than this. Rather than saying I demonized him, it’s better to say his desire for the Heavenly Book and obsession to replace the Heavenly Dao led to his demonic transformation. If you must attribute it to my influence, it is merely my honest feedback of the Heavenly Dao’s configuration on me. Why do you and I coexist? You should understand. Even without me, you have birthed me in your heart… How Piaomiao died those years ago, you know best, my sister.”