Secret Buyer-Chapter 325 - 250: Living Beings on the Divine Chariot (1/3)
The earth was shrouded in rising dust.
The vast Chongyang Heaven and Earth had already shattered, with tens of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains all tilting and tearing apart.
Chongyang City was ablaze with flames, and even some distant peaks were still collapsing, stirring up billowing dust.
Jingpeng lay on the ground, motionless.
And above the sky.
The Divine Chariot was like a blazing sun, a vague yet towering figure stood upon it, holding an Immortal Bow, appearing as if a true Immortal had descended into the mortal world.
"Who is... he?"
Someone questioned.
It was Hu Zhongli and the various sect Innates gazing from Chongyang City, the guests on the ground struggling to maintain their balance,
as well as the two or three Celestial Humans in Chang’an Town, and the common folk—
Zhang Wentao swallowed and turned his head slightly to answer his wife:
"It’s a Divine Spirit."
Zhou Guifang clasped her hands in prayer towards the dazzling Divine Spirit above,
she was praying, she was pleading.
"Divine Spirit above, bless my son with safety, with safety..."
This middle-aged woman was clearly in panic, praying while frantically searching for Zhang Fusheng’s figure.
But she could only see the rising dust and fleeing, exclaiming crowds.
At this moment.
The Celestial Human on the Divine Chariot stretched lazily, swiping his palm to stir the primordial qi of heaven and earth over three hundred miles,
accompanied by immortal music from the Golden Boy beating drums and Jade Maiden singing, a large hand of primordial qi stretched down from the clouds towards the prone Jingpeng.
"Stop."
From within the massive Teleportation Array in the swirling vortex above, came the scolding voice of a Divine Spirit:
"Yang Shexing can be killed, Jingpeng must not be lost. If you take Jingpeng, it means divine war."
The indifferent voice carried an indescribable majesty:
"Go and ask the so-called Central Pole Sect Leader behind you if he wishes to war with me."
People looked towards the vortex,
vaguely seeing within a boundlessly large figure, bearing a Celestial Saber on his back, stepping forward,
the giant vortex covering half the sky teetered under this figure’s pressure, emitting the sound of unbearable fragmentation.
People then looked at the figure standing on the Divine Chariot.
Sure enough, that Immortal Shadow no longer reached for the gigantic beast carcass—was it stopped by the walking Divine Spirit?
This thought flashed through people’s minds, it seemed fitting.
That was a true Divine Spirit, about to arrive!
However.
The Divine Chariot turned, facing the gigantic vortex, and then.
The Immortal Shadow aimed an arrow at the Divine Spirit in the sky.
The world suddenly fell silent.
"Impudent!!"
The Divine Spirit roared in anger, its voice resonating from the vortex, tearing and evaporating the earth in sheets!
The Immortal Shadow merely chuckled.
The thought passed through the Dragon-Carving Platform, transforming into the Dragon-Carving Celestial Saber, making it an arrow.
Invoke the killing force of the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book.
Invoke the mist of the Bridge of Helplessness.
Leverage the Great Tang Saint, Celestial Khan, Cyan Emperor—Li Shimin.
On the Bridge of Helplessness, Emperor Tang responded, placing his hand on the seated and smiling Zhang Fusheng, raising his sword.
Thus, at this moment.
On the torn earth, just like the Divine Chariot in broad daylight,
the bow was pulled to full moon, and then—’Boing!’
The bow snapped, arrow launched.
This time the world did not lose color, but rivers emerged, a long river formed by rolling purple qi!
In Chang’an Town, Li Yiyi’s eyes suddenly widened—this purple qi river seemed like the misty purple qi over the Jiuzong Mountain Range!
The purple qi river at this moment carried the Divine Arrow, whizzing as it pierced into the massive vortex,
The Divine Spirit angrily bellowed, "Stop!"
Then everything heading towards Him, halted before Him.
Except for that arrow, except for the rolling purple qi river.
All interception means of the Divine Spirit failed at this moment, the Golden Governor in the bamboo forest suddenly rose, so at this moment.
’Clang!!’
A crisp sound.
Under countless gazing eyes, the arrow wrapped in purple qi, pierced into the majestic Divine Spirit’s brow, more than half the arrow shaft embedded.
Divine blood trickled down, flowing out along the vortex, crashing onto the shattered earth, triggering massive booming sounds.
Silence.
The world was utterly silent at this moment.
Even the originally enraged Divine Spirit in the vortex fell quiet.
For a long, long time.
The Divine Spirit coldly spoke:
"Are you, on behalf of your master, declaring war against me?"
His gigantic face began trying to squeeze out of the vortex,
the vortex trembled, swayed, tore apart,
The expansive face pressed in the sky, watching the rolling dust, watching the small Immortal Shadow on the Divine Chariot.
Zhang Fusheng raised his head,
he gazed at the ever-pressing gigantic face with solemn dignity:
"Execute punishment."
Punishment...?
People were bewildered.
Then at this moment.
The huge face pressed in the sky suddenly issued a roar,
countless eyes looked at the Divine Spirit,
seeing the Divine Spirit... dissolving?
Yes, dissolving.
Or rather, ’collapsing’.
His face, His flesh seemed to be crumbling bit by bit under the scour of something indescribable,
The True God wailed as large chunks of divine blood and flesh disintegrated, fell from the vortex.
’Rumbling!!’
Dust surged everywhere, masses of divine blood and flesh radiated brilliant light, dazzling, surging.
"What means is that?"
In the bamboo forest, Su Qiansuan’s face showed astonishment, as a Divine Spirit himself, he saw clearly,
the Venerable God attempting to descend seemed to be washed by something vast and boundless,
the divine body couldn’t endure such immense things, the most fundamental matter of the flesh was dissolving!
Beside him, Ruan Yutu was equally shocked:
"Is that godfather?"
"It is." Su Qiansuan exclaimed nodding.
