High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 243 - 147: Crashing into the Pillar of Heaven, Using National Fate to Suppress the Saint (Double-Length) (2)
"Heh..."
Chen Kuang suddenly let out a soft laugh.
The immense pressure had already caused all the cracks on his skin to burst open, flesh torn, and his entire body was covered in gushing blood, turning him into a blood-soaked figure in an instant.
This was merely the surface injury; his entire body felt as if ten thousand giant beasts had trampled over it. Bones, flesh, and meridians were being continuously pounded, shattered, and crushed, attempting to disassemble him.
The terrifying high temperature also ignited sparks all over his body, turning his skin red and black, gradually becoming charred and starting to burn.
But because he broke free from the seal, his passive abilities reactivated.
His flesh began healing at the fastest speed, and Spiritual Qi continuously surged into his body, sustaining his cultivation to withstand the intense heat as much as possible.
The descending finger from the sky was like a massive meteor, and the surrounding pressure and temperature alone were enough to incinerate an ordinary person into ashes on the spot.
Even standing still, one might be directly obliterated.
Let alone facing it head-on.
Yet Chen Kuang, against all odds, broke through the layers of obstructions until he was face-to-face with the vast patterns on the skin right in front of him.
The finger pressed down.
"Boom!"
Chen Kuang’s Spiritual Qi finally reached its threshold, breaking a certain balance, turning his entire body into a blazing flame.
He froze in mid-air, half of his body instantly shattered, falling backward as if about to drop.
At this moment, Chen Kuang looked up, his thoughts lingering for a moment.
He felt that he truly experienced the perspective of an ant.
He couldn’t help but think that to a Saint, others were literally ants in a physical sense...
But ants bite, don’t they?
Even a monkey would swing its stick at the heavens, causing a great upheaval.
Despite the unrecognizable state of his face, Chen Kuang displayed a silent smile.
"Crack!"
The other half of his body also shattered in an instant.
This time, it wasn’t due to external forces but because he directly unleashed the remaining Spiritual Qi to tear his body apart!
On the brink of life and death, "extreme counter-kill," rising to a new level!
Spiritual Qi surged once more!
At this moment, Chen Kuang’s abilities nearly approached the Upper Three Grades!
"Hah—"
With a ferocious expression, Chen Kuang raised his barely intact right arm and, wrapped in Spiritual Qi, fiercely swung his fist towards that finger that sealed the heavens!
The white stream of light, frozen in mid-air, ascended once more, exerting all its strength!
One finger against a fist.
Yet it seemed like an entire world against a speck of dust.
High above, it was as if a cold snort could be heard.
...
Wang Shu felt a barely perceptible pricking pain at her fingertips, her expression indifferent.
This pricking pain was akin to accidentally touching fine splinters unnoticed on a tabletop.
It wasn’t even enough to be called a needle-prick pain.
——Relying on Chen Kuang’s own strength, he couldn’t have even caused this slightest bit of pain; these injuries were actually due to the passive backlash of "Flowers in the Mirror."
To imagine that with such limited strength, he dared to challenge a Saint—truly foolish to the extreme.
With diminishing interest, Wang Shu murmured:
"This world is indeed tedious."
She stopped holding back, ensuring that all these ants would be crushed, she pressed her finger down...
But it didn’t move.
The expression of the Female Saint of the Yang Kingdom suddenly froze, as did her entire body!
A flicker of incredulity passed through Wang Shu’s mind.
Unable to move... how is that possible?
What happened?!
Wang Shu quickly realized what had happened to her.
Her Divine Sense could still perceive her surroundings, and she immediately discovered something unusual. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Beneath her finger, brilliant multicolored light surged, shining through the map on the white gauze, illuminating the entire Grand Ancestral Temple!
And beneath her...
There was no shadow left!
...
When Chen Kuang swung his punch, his clothes finally shattered completely.
Finally exposing the thing he had hidden on his person.
It was a jade-carved lamp, its top sculpted into the shape of a lotus flower, or one might call it—
Glazed Shadow Lamp!
A gleam flashed in Chen Kuang’s eyes as he exhaled, "Stop!"
From the moment he discovered that this lamp could reflect two shadows of himself, Chen Kuang knew this mystical Spiritual Treasure was far from ordinary.
Especially since this thing was related to that mysterious Lai Zitou Daoist.
In this game of Liang Kingdom, even Saints were calculated in.
Since this Glazed Shadow Lamp could uncover such a secret, it proved that it was at least a miraculous Spiritual Treasure capable of confronting the Upper Three Grades.
Its inherent capability had no limits!
In an instant.
With Chen Kuang’s proclamation, the Glazed Shadow Lamp radiated, illuminating the entire sky anew.
Five-colored radiance seemed to envelop the Saint’s fingertip like clouds of auspicious omen, or a galaxy.
Or perhaps, it resembled a burst of spectacular fireworks.
Below, everyone was dumbstruck, their pupils reflecting this genuine grand display.
The colossal finger that resembled a heavenly pillar paused for a moment.
And Chen Kuang, following his original momentum, drifted right into the finger.
Judging by the original power of this finger, Chen Kuang would have been shattered instantly upon impact, meeting his demise.
But now, in this paused moment, Chen Kuang merely bumped into it.
"Bang!"
His bones seemed to vibrate momentarily, nearly shattering completely.
But ultimately, they did not shatter.
The ever-regenerating flesh saved him once more.
