All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes-Chapter 894 - 195: It’s Almost Enough (Yesterday’s Update)

The Bright Mirror Grand Ceremony proceeded smoothly.

Under An Jing’s host, the rituals of offering to Imperial Heaven, Earth, and ancestral masters of several generations went seamlessly, while the Dome Mirror above did not completely absorb the light of heaven and earth, maintaining its brightness at twilight and projecting the view of Bright Mirror Mountain on the top of the celestial dome.

This gigantic mirage, or rather, this colossal ’Mirror Reflection’ targeted the martial stage in front of the Dharma Transmission Nine Halls, akin to the largest movie screen imaginable.

Accompanied by the choked cheers of thousands and thousands amid the stealthy exchanges of various powers, all the masses looked forward with great anticipation as An Jing spoke: "Offer abundantly to ancestor spirits to gain heavenly favor, learn the ancient skills, and educate the newcomers."

"Our Bright Mirror Nine Peaks, inherited the righteous method, cultured millions, ensuring our sect’s ancestral masters continue the grand ceremony unendingly, ensuring the Dust Li multitude perpetually follow the sacred path."

"So-called inheritance, grand flourishing education, nurturing of successors too. Our sect disciples have sharpened their sword for a decade, now they shall finally shine, witnessed by ancestral masters of several generations, the Bright Mirror True Inheritance Competition, begins now!"

As everyone who understands, the so-called True Inheritance Competition initially was just a small exchange among juniors offering to heaven and earth, sparring in front of the Visible Empty Ancestral Master, verifying their progress in learning. At that time, the Visible Empty Ancestral Master may have observed and guided them as they sparred.

But with the ever-growing scale of the Bright Mirror Sect, these junior sparring rules became complex.

Until eventually, the suitable True Inheritor Seeds must fight each other in order to earn the qualification to participate in the True Inheritance Competition proper.

On Mingguang Peak besides An Jing, there are no young Martial Meridian martial artist true transmission, so this time the True Transmission Competition does not participate, but the other Eight Peaks have many talented young boys and girls each year, these young true transmissions are eager to show their skills in the competition.

The Dome Mirror at the zenith reflects the martial stage, each of the Eight Peaks will select five young true transmissions, fight five to five with another peak, ensuring each peak will spar with the other seven peaks.

The leader of the peak that wins the most against other peaks will be the chief true transmission.

After that, there will be a group battle of the Eight Peaks melee, eight teams placed in the wild mountains north of Dust Li, mutually seize the Bright Mirror token in hand. The battle lasts for ten days, those who persist to the last day, or have the most tokens at the end of the ten days, will be the group battle champion.

Throughout history, Bright Mirror Sect’s True Transmission Competition has been one of the most popular competitions among the people of Dust Li, because the combat style of Bright Mirror Sect is incredibly stylish, fighting with brilliance everywhere and various mystical methods, always able to amaze continuously.

The True Transmission Competition of the Five Sects of Dust Li, Taiming Sect is eerie with ghostly aura, not fit for viewing; Liuguang Sect focuses on escape skills, sparring often invisible; Huangyang Sect has waves overwhelming, various vast Yuan Qi clashes, stylish yes but ordinary people can’t even see the scene.

And Zuohuan Sect even more so, their fights are entirely mental confrontation plus hypnosis, often just two people meet eyes, one suddenly falls unconscious, while the other leisurely turns away, let alone appeal, even general True People can’t tell how intense a struggle transpired.

Only Bright Mirror Sect, while fighting causes severe light pollution, still falls within normal human aesthetic bounds.

Just as An Jing announced the start of the True Inheritance Competition, An Jing heard Chenyinzi’s transmission.

"Jing’er, you can step down now."

Chenyinzi himself has a very big heart, evident from alone daring to break through Pure Yang, but once involving An Jing, he always exercises great caution: "If nothing unforeseen happens, when the competition reaches halfway, our Bright Mirror Sect’s entire young generation will have largely appeared, the enemy will suddenly launch an assault, directly destroying our Bright Mirror Sect’s young generation."

"Even if we have already implemented preventive measures, but to be safe, we should still avoid rash actions."

Saying this, Chenyinzi’s gaze shifted to his several old colleagues.

The three old generation True Lords were currently all regular-faced, all exchanging concealed glances with Chenyinzi—not much needed to be said, they already largely understood each other’s intentions.

Though they still don’t know what their plan is, with these old colleagues misleading, those forces intending to target, if not personally inspecting, can only obediently be deceived.

"No need, Grandmaster."

Chenyinzi’s thought is actually most prudent, but An Jing if having an aggressive idea, even eight horses couldn’t drag him back.

Especially now, he’s squinting, focusing on the martial stage, the Life Observation Eyes atop his head sweeping surrounding areas, noticing any abnormality: "If Taiming Sect’s target primarily is our Bright Mirror Sect’s entire young generation, then many other powers, their focus revolves around me."

"I can’t leave easily, must draw more attention, only this way... our plan can execute to maximum effect."

"Certainly, if True Lord or even Heavenly Lord strikes me, then must rely on Grandmaster and ancestor to rescue."

"I will." Even Chenyinzi cannot refute this point, only allowing An Jing to act freely.

At this moment, the first round of sparring was just between Shihui Peak and Round Silk Peak.

Both sides’ five true transmissions and their leaders saluted each other and the leading two true transmissions weren’t others, it was Mou Yunying and Zuo Tiannan.

Yet, as the main generals, they would only appear when their own team was nearly losing.

The first battle, Shihui Shayin against Round Silk Qiumu.

Shayin’s opening ’Mingxuan Breaking Army Sword’ precisely counters Qiumu’s ’Flying Dust Escape Skills’ close-range fast attacks, Shihui Peak first scores a point.

The second battle, Liu Zhizhen against Hao Yinfeng.

In this battle, Liu Zhizhen started by swiftly consuming nine elixirs, instantly boosting himself to the most perfect state, and easily knocked Hao Yinfeng, who was attempting a back attack, to the ground.

Having secured two points consecutively, if they lose the next match, Round Silk Peak will face defeat.

However, in the third match, the Zuohuan Sect’s mastery of the Ancient Wall Escape Technique was impeccable, instantly vanishing from the opponent’s sight, and kicked them off the stage before they could engage in the martial artist’s formalities.

As for the fourth match, Liu Shu went even further; his escape skills were so mystical that he didn’t even use a weapon, directly seizing the opponent’s equipment, leaving them no choice but to concede gracefully.

The score tied at two to two, the main generals of both sides prepared to take action.

Mou Yunying and Zuo Tiannan were old friends. They had privately competed many times before, with mixed results, but Mou Yunying’s victories were overwhelmingly more frequent.

However, Zuo Tiannan felt no significant pressure, having lost to Mou Yunying and An Jing numerous times, he had entirely come to terms with it. After all, the core escape skills of Round Silk Peak had already been displayed, anyone interested in learning would naturally enroll.

Both parties exchanged salutes on the martial platform, and the battle swiftly commenced.

Mou Yunying raised his hand, and various light arrows and cold blades, along with rocket-like flame streams, rained down, completely covering Zuo Tiannan’s half of the arena with overwhelming firepower. But simultaneously, Zuo Tiannan’s figure transformed into a dozen illusions, speeding towards Mou Yunying from entirely different directions like streaks of light, forcing him to draw his sword in response.

Both parties were fully engaged in intense combat from the outset, the numerous spectators cheering enthusiastically, but on stage, the seemingly fierce combatants were having a relaxed chat.

"Recently, something feels off in the sect."

Zuo Tiannan, wielding a short spear, radiated ripples of light like waves, effortlessly cutting through the core of every art of magic, straight for Mou Yunying’s heart: "Though the grand ceremony is busy, my master is absent, and even the grandmaster is rarely seen, leaving me in charge of Round Silk Peak entirely. What exactly are they busy with?"

"It’s true that I’m the successor, but isn’t it too early to start taking over?"

"You really haven’t noticed?" Mou Yunying, skewering the short spear with his longsword, caught Zuo Tiannan off guard, causing his magic artifact short spear’s spirit fiend pattern to go out of control and near explosion: "Tian Nan, you are too dull. Even someone as focused on studying talismans as Qinghui noticed something amiss, yet you, engrossed in escape skills, remain oblivious."

"What do you mean?"

Zuo Tiannan discarded his short spear and retreated, while his escape skill-produced ’Residual Light Condensed Body’ clones wielded various condensed light weapons, attacking Mou Yunying, intending to counterattack using the magic artifact’s out-of-control explosion.

In an instant, a violent explosion engulfed the entire martial platform, causing many spectators to exclaim in surprise. They never expected such intensity at the start, even resorting to artifact self-destruction, leading to an overwhelmingly exciting spectacle.

Yet afterward, Mou Yunying emerged from the explosion’s fierce flames unscathed, not even his clothing singed. Zuo Tiannan’s face darkened, while Mou Yunying calmly observed his old friend: "Tian Nan, with your escape skills, you can still flee. But I guess you don’t want to run, nor do you know why you should run, and I also don’t wish for you to run."

"What exactly are you saying?"

"You will soon find out."

With those words, sword light flashed instantly.

Zuo Tiannan hadn’t fully reacted when he saw a snow-white scene engulf his vision. He hadn’t expected Mou Yunying’s speed to keep up with him, with sword light so pure that it directly cleaved through numerous illusionary clones’ barriers. The sword light, like a constantly orbiting ethereal white line, swiftly adjusted to Zuo Tiannan’s every evasive maneuver.

——No escape!

This oppressive feeling was one Zuo Tiannan had never experienced from Mou Yunying before. Although there was a gap between their strengths, it never reached such an unresistable extent. It was almost, almost as if he was sparring with An Jing!

Could Mou Yunying truly be this powerful?

Buzz!

Finally, the sword light halted, leaving Zuo Tiannan drenched in cold sweat. Only then did he realize he had been driven away from the stage, with Mou Yunying withdrawing his longsword.

"Tian Nan, with your abilities, you will surely achieve great things in the future." He softly commented: "So for what happens next, you must watch carefully—whether it’s the madness of my grandmaster and other grandmasters, or Ancestor Chenyinzi and Old Dust Li, you must observe keenly Bright Mirror Sect’s final card."

"Only then will you understand that this world cannot resolve its problems through mere escape. You’ve mastered the escape skills; next, truly integrate the escape skills with your proactive breakthrough and forging ahead, for that is the path you must follow."

Turning around, Mou Yunying left Zuo Tiannan with a back both familiar and unfamiliar. At this moment, a ray of light from the Dome Mirror landed on Mou Yunying, indicating him as the victor of this dual-peak battle.

What was supposed to follow was a few words of victory speech from the winner, followed by comments from several True People and True Lords, explaining to the public who really didn’t understand the intricacies of the battle, providing surface-level offense and defense insights—though detailed specifics would instead be concealed, even distorted, yet overall, this was a commentary session widely adored by the people.

But it was from this point that things began to change.

Because when Mou Yunying’s image projected onto the Dome Mirror, this white-haired, golden-eyed Pure Land Person’s visage was revealed to all under heaven, and he spoke words that left everyone dumbfounded and puzzled.

[It’s about time]

He said: [The Taiming, the True Demons, Heaven’s Will, Da Chen, along with other messy figures, why have you not yet taken action? Could it be that you truly intend to watch till the end of the True Transmission Competition?]

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