nyslfriends Chapter 1914 Discussion: The Battle of True Spirits!
Chapter 1914 Discussion: The Battle of True Spirits!
As we were talking!
The Nascent Soul cultivator in the green robe raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the wall, looking towards the most radiant spot in the Cultivator Association headquarters.
His tone carried a hint of barely perceptible bitterness:
"But the reason why it can never be compared with those truly top sects..."
It is precisely because of the lack of this terrifying foundation, accumulated over thousands of years and generations, sufficient to suppress destiny.
otherwise,
"At the inaugural ceremony of the Cultivator Association a few years ago, our Treasure Pavilion, along with several other major forces, wouldn't have failed to secure even a single position as the head of a main hall."
He took a small sip of the spiritual wine, feeling the gentle spiritual energy spreading through his body, but it couldn't dispel the slight chill in his heart:
"As expected, I only got the position of deputy hall master, which is some consolation."
And those positions of main hall masters, almost without exception, all fell to half-saint level experts from top sects.
And in the hands of those core high-ranking members of the original Zhenhai Alliance.
Upon hearing this!
The atmosphere in the room seemed to cool down and freeze slightly as he finished speaking.
The faint rumbling and vibrations of the laws emanating from outside the window only served to accentuate the quietness inside.
follow closely,
The white-robed Nascent Soul True Monarch suddenly tilted his head back and drank the remaining spiritual wine in his cup in one gulp, his Adam's apple bobbing as he made a soft "gulp" sound.
He slammed the wine cup down, the bottom of the cup hitting the jade table with a crisp "click".
Then, he let out a long, soft sigh, a sigh filled with complex emotions:
"you do not say?"
Then, his tone changed, and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.
"However, in retrospect, this may not be such a bad thing after all."
He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice:
"Although our Treasure Pavilion failed to catch the eye of those top sect experts and was excluded from their core plans,
But at least...
We will not be drawn into this earth-shattering vortex.
Otherwise, given the depth and richness of our Treasure Pavilion, facing a clash of this caliber, countless years of heritage and accumulation would likely be lost in a single day, reduced to nothingness.
As he finished speaking, there was a hint of lingering fear in his voice.
"Not bad!"
The Nascent Soul True Monarch in green robes nodded in deep agreement, his expression serious.
"Our Treasure Pavilion, in essence, is a business that travels the world and gathers resources. Its foundation lies in 'circulation' and 'harmony'."
Among the ancestors of all time, there has never been a true Nascent Soul Venerable who could suppress an entire era, and naturally there is no corresponding ultimate inheritance or trump card sufficient to deal with this situation.
Whether facing these top sects with unfathomable depths of knowledge or experience?
Or perhaps it's facing that mysterious and unpredictable president of the cultivator association with unparalleled cultivation...
What else can we do but bow our heads, be cautious, and maneuver carefully?
His fingers unconsciously traced the rim of the glass as he continued:
"Fortunately, the top sects carried out their plan with extreme secrecy to prevent information leaks."
That's why they didn't forcibly drag us, these seemingly powerful but actually lacking core strength, into their actions.
Otherwise, you and I wouldn't be sitting here leisurely watching the show right now.
Instead, being in that sea of light, their fate was uncertain.
That makes sense!
The white-robed Nascent Soul True Monarch looked on in agreement.
But then, a look of intense amazement and curiosity flashed in his eyes as he looked again out the window at the gradually calming, yet still lingering, chaotic void.
"However, putting aside positions and risks,
The trump cards that the top sects have revealed this time are truly astounding...
Eye-opener!
Absolutely breathtaking!
His tone became agitated:
"Don't even mention those endless treasures and talismans, each one clearly exceeding the limits of power for the Nascent Soul realm..."
Even more terrifying was the 'heaven-reaching array' that appeared at the end!
The power of heaven and earth invoked by that formation covered an area that absolutely surpassed the scope of a fourth-order formation!
Its rank is most likely the legendary... Nascent Soul level!
He shook his head:
"One wave subsides only for another to rise, it's simply overwhelming."
Especially in the end, that colossal formation actually chose to self-destruct, unleashing its core power...
The destructive aura that erupted at that moment completely surpassed my imagination of the word 'power'!
He still feels lingering fear when he recalls that moment when his soul trembled.
"Yes……"
A hint of undisguised longing and yearning flashed in the eyes of the Nascent Soul True Monarch in the green robe.
But he quickly suppressed this emotion, his tone shifting to a deep sigh:
"However, even with such a terrifying formation self-destructing, let's see the outcome..."
It seems they were unable to truly defeat that Nascent Soul senior.
It seems that the power of the Nascent Soul Venerable has indeed reached an inconceivable level, far exceeding our comprehension.
Reached the level of an ordinary person...
No, it's a terrifying level that ordinary cultivation can hardly reach.
"..."
Just then!
"boom----!!!"
A deafening roar, far more muffled and subdued than any previous explosion, suddenly came from the distant void!
It was like a roar that exploded deep within the soul.
An endless, dazzling yet subtly dark light burst forth once more, instantly engulfing that void.
There's even a faint tendency for it to devour and assimilate all the remnants of its former glory!
This sudden turn of events caused the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs at the top of the pagoda to change their expressions drastically and abruptly stand up.
Their eyes shot towards the source of the explosion with lightning speed.
The Nascent Soul True Monarch in green robes frowned, unleashing his full divine sense in an attempt to penetrate the dark sea of light and discern its true nature.
His voice carried a clear mix of confusion and wariness:
What happened?
Weren't those semi-saint seniors who participated in the siege all suppressed or even killed by the president of the Cultivator Association with thunderous means?
How could such a change have occurred?
This aura...something's not right!"
Upon hearing this,
The white-robed Nascent Soul True Monarch beside him had an extremely solemn expression.
He stared intently at the dim light, his pupils slightly contracting, as if he had recognized something.
After a while,
He then spoke in a tone tinged with uncertainty and deep apprehension:
"If I'm not mistaken..."
This aura, this desperate, explosive way of releasing energy...
It seems more like the work of that Xuanming Half-Venerable from the Taizun Holy Sect?
This must be his last resort, a desperate measure to take everyone down with him!
Moreover, judging by its power, the cost would be extremely high…
He paused, then, combining his observations of the battle situation, analyzed:
"Otherwise, there's simply no way to explain it!"
Why did Xuanming Half-Venerable stand by and watch as the other Half-Venerables in his group were killed one by one by the President of the Cultivator Association, while he remained silent and indifferent?
even……
When he finally unleashed this trump card, he allowed his physical body to be crushed in mid-air by the chairman without any resistance or defense.
This clearly shows they were already prepared to die, gambling everything on this final blow!
"Makes sense!"
The Nascent Soul True Monarch in green robes gasped, a look of horror appearing on his face.
"At the cost of physical and spiritual destruction, all for the sake of launching this attack..."
What exactly does this Xuanming Half-Lord want to do?
Or is this... the most desperate and ruthless part of the Supreme Holy Cult's plan?
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep chill in each other's eyes.
Immediately.
They fell silent, holding their breath and focusing all their attention on the dark, destructive sea of light that was constantly twisting and expanding.
A moment later!
The void, submerged in endless radiance, gradually became clear.
What comes into view...
A bizarre scene appeared in the sky above the center of Zhenhai Immortal City.
In the empty void, a cluster of faintly glowing particles, each shimmering with iridescent colors, floated suspended. These particles were not loosely separated, but rather tightly bound together by some unseen force.
It resembled a slowly swirling cloud of stardust.
Each particle was surrounded by a breathtakingly powerful aura, its flickering light expanding and contracting like breath.
Sometimes it shines as brightly as the rising sun.
Sometimes it is as dark as the deep sea at midnight.
Even more bizarrely, this "stardust" exudes two completely different auras that are fiercely clashing with each other.
It embodies a sense of righteousness and grandeur, implying continuous vitality and endlessness;
The other is dark and deep, with a chilling aura that devours everything and freezes the soul.
The two energies, like two invisible dragons, intertwined and tore at each other within the mist composed of particles, vying for control of every inch of "territory."
This caused the void around the entire suspended object to distort slightly, creating ripples.
Obviously.
Xuanming Half-Venerable, using some strange and mysterious method, forcibly embedded his true spirit into the core of Cheng Buzheng's reforging Law Treasure Body, vying for control of the body.
Otherwise, given the speed at which a Nascent Soul cultivator can rebuild their body and restore their true spirit, Cheng Buzheng would have already achieved perfect physical form and returned to the world.
Why would they remain deadlocked here?
Just then...
Deep within that space of law-particle particles suspended in mid-air, contested by two opposing forces, the scene suddenly became clear, revealing two illusory yet solid figures.
They stood facing each other coldly, separated by only a few feet.
Not bad.
This is the true spirit incarnation of Cheng Buzheng and Xuanming Half-Venerable, who disappeared from the outside world.
This is not the real space, but the inner "realm" formed by the core law origin and true spirit of Cheng Buzheng's Law Treasure Body.
Within the space of law-particle particles, Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar stood with his hands behind his back, a faint golden light flowing around him.
He gazed at the figure shrouded in the gray mist opposite him, a cold smile curving his lips:
"Lord Xuanming, is this your final trump card, the one you've been planning for so many years?"
Taking advantage of my rebirth, they have usurped my position.
If that's all there is to it, then don't blame me for utterly annihilating your true spirit today.
This will make even the chance for reincarnation a distant dream.
Upon hearing this,
The true spirit incarnation of Xuanming Half-Venerable—
The mist churned slightly, revealing a blurry, stiff face, and a hoarse voice, like the scraping of rusty iron, echoed in the space:
"President, please don't speak so arrogantly."
The price I paid for this situation is unimaginable.
Today, you are doomed to die.
This body... is fit to be the foundation of my Great Dao!
see,
A cold glint flashed in Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar's eyes:
"Since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish!"
However, Xuanming Half-Venerable seemed completely unconcerned about Cheng Buzheng's killing intent, and his figure under the mist did not even show any signs of agitation.
Cheng Buzheng's mind raced, and he wanted to mobilize the power of the laws that originated from the same source as this body to completely suppress it.
The thought crossed his mind, but his brows involuntarily furrowed!
'What happened?'
He clearly sensed that the power of the laws, which should have been as easy as his own, had become unusually obscure.
It was as if there was an incredibly strong, invisible barrier between them.
It's impossible to sense smoothly, let alone use it!
Cheng Buzheng's face instantly turned extremely ugly, but he was still unwilling to give up, and his thoughts were suddenly urged again!
next moment!
The space trembled slightly, and the terrifying power of the fundamental laws was stirred, surging restlessly and emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.
But before Cheng Buzheng could even feel a flicker of joy...
The surging source of the laws was as if forcibly smoothed out by an invisible giant hand, instantly returning to silence without any further ripples.
'How is this possible?!'
A storm raged in Cheng Buzheng's heart.
The fundamental law is the power that allows him to cultivate his life and spirit, and to be one with the true spirit.
It is the reliance of Nascent Soul cultivators to transcend the mortal realm.
How could it be subject to such bizarre restrictions, making it almost impossible to schedule?
In that instant, Cheng Buzheng's face turned ashen, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and his aura surged slightly with shock and anger.
at the same time.
The Xuanming Half-Supreme True Spirit Incarnation, facing off across the distance, took in every subtle change in Cheng Buzheng's expression.
How could he not understand what had happened?
The tension that had been building up finally eased completely at that moment.
The gray fog seemed to thicken slightly, exuding an air of certainty.
It really worked!
He has a very high chance of being reborn through a shell and reaching the Nascent Soul realm!
Immediately.
Xuanming Half-Venerable no longer hesitated, nor did he give Cheng Buzheng any time to think about how to break the deadlock. He immediately focused his thoughts and shouted:
"town!"
The voice has not fallen,
A phantom of a three-legged furnace, with an ancient and simple design, dark red in color, and covered with ferocious ghost head reliefs, suddenly rose from his true spirit body!
The furnace initially measured only a foot or so, but it expanded rapidly in the wind, soon growing to cover the entire sky.
The furnace mouth faced downwards, like a cloud hanging from the sky, completely occupying the space above this space of law particles, casting an extremely heavy shadow that also enveloped Cheng Buzheng.
The demonic head on the furnace body seemed to come alive, breathing out gray-black air currents and emanating a terrifying aura that suppressed divine souls and melted all spirits.
"Refine!"
A hoarse, icy voice devoid of any emotion came from the Xuanming Half-Supreme True Spirit Incarnation.
boom--!!!
in an instant,
From within the opening of that illusory furnace that blotted out the sky, endless dark red flames poured out!
This fire was strange; it lacked scorching heat, instead emanating a chilling cold that could freeze one's soul. The flames flickered and ethereal.
It felt as if it was burning directly at the very source of one's soul!
A raging inferno instantly transformed this space into a dark crimson inferno.
The billowing flames swept towards and devoured Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar.
Wherever it passed...
Even the light emitted by those particles of law dimmed slightly.
Faced with this desperate situation that would burn his soul and refine his spirit, Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar, though solemn, showed no panic.
He knew that his magical power and the power of conventional laws had been temporarily separated, but certain special methods rooted in the essence of the true spirit or that did not require much external spiritual support might still be usable.
He stopped wasting words, his mind racing.
"Supernatural Power: Invulnerable to All Magic!"
"Supernatural Power: Sword of Consciousness!"
"···"
...(End of this chapter)