Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 312 - 281: The Years of the Mortal World, Dust Settles! (Large - )_3
Cangsheng!
The Acquired Dao of the Human Emperor Sword—Cangsheng.
The will of sentient beings, defying the heavens to exist.
The power of humanity is an unstoppable force.
The mighty strength of billions of sentient beings gathers upon this sword.
Even though it is merely an Acquired Spiritual Treasure, its rank is unimaginably high.
The moment the Xuanhuang Qi came into contact with the vitality sword intent of Cangsheng, it dispersed into smoke and clouds instantly.
At the same time, the Cangsheng Sword Intent slashed toward Zhengsi.
Zhengsi’s pupils dilated as if he were drowning in the tumultuous ocean formed by the gathering of billions of lives.
Now, he had only two choices.
One was to unlock the seal of the divine tripod and return to reality; the other was to endure it within.
With a single thought, Zhengsi disappeared from that place.
Outside, all the others saw was the divine tripod quieting momentarily, then Zhengsi fleeing in a miserable state.
Boom!
The One Qi God Transformation Tripod was overturned, and Song Lin broke free from within.
He tossed out ten red beads.
Boom!
Ten Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thunders!
One requires the consumption of eight Jiazi of Taoist Realm; ten beads accounted for eighty Jiazi, amounting to 4,800 years of cultivation!
Shi Yinhua and the others retreated into the carriage upon seeing this.
The carriage’s interior space was crammed full with 300 Taoists.
The consumption of over 4,000 years of cultivation was shared among the 300 individuals.
"Prepare!"
The group activated their mana! In the center floated a black tablet, into which all their mana was poured.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thunders glowed scarlet, on the verge of exploding!
"This is the power of the collective, the power of sentient beings!"
Song Lin’s gaze turned cold as Zhengsi’s panicked expression reflected in his eyes.
Ultimately, he didn’t resort to that final move!
Boom!
The ten Divine Thunders blasted Liangfeng Platform into fragments, scattering its expanse of a thousand miles with destructive lightning. The azure lightning bolts even formed a storm.
"Is this... the second ultimate move?"
Mei Hua Grandmaster clicked his tongue in amazement.
"Song Lin? I’ll remember you!"
Yunhai thought to himself.
The first wave of deadly strikes, followed by an even fiercer second wave—so intense even he felt his heart tremble.
Chuu Yuying’s expression remained impassive, though inwardly he lamented the missed opportunity.
A faint smile graced Zhi Xin’s lips.
Something’s wrong!
Zhi Xin, acting on a sudden premonition, realized something unusual.
Boom!
At this moment, a gigantic talisman appeared in the sky.
The talisman was golden, as if forged from solid gold.
镇 (Seal)!
The explosive shockwave instantly froze!
Moreover, the golden talisman manifested countless miraculous visions.
Vast yellow sands, an ancient bronze bell, toxic green waters, swords and spears, axes and halberds, Divine Thunder, Fiery Fire, Earth Evil, Heavenly Gang...
The talisman unleashed countless spells, sweeping toward the chaotic currents of the explosion and the figure of Song Lin below.
"Golden Jade Seal?"
Everyone exclaimed in shock; Zhengsi had taken a shortcut again.
The Golden Jade Seal was an Ancient Secret Talisman, said to be an artifact left by Immortals, recording countless magical spells.
Chuu Yuying clutched his forehead.
What a disgrace.
He secretly glanced at the Heavenly Master.
What was meant to be a show of power ended up as an unfair victory.
Even if Zhengsi won in the end, his reputation wouldn’t fare much better.
Song Lin was the true victor—with each of the two seizing moments of attack being deadly and unstoppable.
"What?"
Song Lin’s pupils contracted.
So this was the crisis Zhi Xin had warned about.
This item was far too powerful!
It was equivalent to dozens, even hundreds, of Purple Mansions exhausting their power to unleash their ultimate skills.
Surrender?
With so many eyes on him, the Heavenly Master still had to consider saving face.
But Song Lin’s plan to disengage was essentially ruined.
"No, there’s still one move left!"
Song Lin grasped the Human Emperor Sword in his right hand and held the Everlasting Lamp in his left.
Under the watching eyes of the crowd, Song Lin neither retaliated nor surrendered. Instead, he remained where he was, closing his eyes in contemplation.
The heavens and earth are eternal; the lamp’s flame burns everlasting.
Flames climbed across his body, converging upon the Human Emperor Sword.
The Human Emperor Sword was a symbol of the Human Clan.
It held the collective thoughts of billions of living beings and bore witness to the vicissitudes of the Human Clan’s history.
During his seclusion, Song Lin had once glimpsed a fragment of true meaning.
That truth was—Time.
Yet his realm was too shallow to grasp its essence.
Now, in a moment of life and death, Song Lin decided to give it another try.
The countless spells suppressed the shockwaves of the Divine Thunder’s explosion, though weakened significantly, they still surged toward him with overwhelming force.
A victorious smile appeared on Zhengsi’s face.
It was secured!
At that moment, the battlefield deeply affected everyone’s hearts.
"Why won’t he surrender?"
"Hurry!"
Song Lin’s strength had earned their recognition.
If he were to die here today, it would truly be a tragedy.
At that moment, Song Lin opened his eyes, his expression indifferent, united with the Dao, and gently swung his sword.
New Sky Escape Sword Technique—Time!
Before the passage of time, all are equal.
No matter how powerful the spell, thousands or tens of thousands of years later, it becomes a faint memory.
No matter how great the individual, when their lifespan ends, they are but a handful of dust.
Song Lin wielded his sword like an assassin, charging forward unwaveringly toward the ceaseless magic pervading the skies.
He targeted the weakest point in the spells—the spot where the collision with the Divine Thunder had been most intense earlier.
The Samadhi True Fire burned toward Song Lin, but the moment it touched his frame, it instantly vanished, leaving behind no trace of heat.
Just like that, Song Lin forcibly opened a pathway.
Directly aimed at Zhengsi’s brow.
"Impossible!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
A powerful sense of danger surged through Zhengsi’s heart as he unleashed one Thunder Gang after another.
Yet all were unable to stop Song Lin’s seemingly weightless sword, mysteriously disappearing upon reaching a certain area.
As Song Lin drew closer, Zhengsi became increasingly panicked.
This feeling originated deep in his soul.
He was shocked to find his mana dissipating, wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes, his cultivation regressing, and dust gathering on his vestment robe...
The sword closing in.
The Golden Jade Seal was too slow to retaliate, and whether Song Lin survived was uncertain—what was clear was that Zhengsi himself was about to die.
At this thought, Zhengsi finally unleashed his ultimate trump card!
"Father!"
The moment the Human Emperor Sword pierced, Zhengsi vanished on the spot.
"He conceded!"
The Heavenly Master’s voice resounded.
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