Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses-Chapter 580 - 575: Dharma Aspect Shocks the Heavens
Chapter 580: Chapter 575: Dharma Aspect Shocks the Heavens
The sudden voice plunged the entire Celestial Spirit Great World into silence, and all living beings felt their hearts chill just hearing it. They couldn’t imagine what kind of existence could possess such an imposing aura.
Candle Star looked up at the celestial vault, his expression somewhat bewildered as he murmured to himself, “Master…”
He understood that the Lord of the War Court used such terrifying power not only targeting to execute Long Qing, but mainly against the protector of the Celestial Spirit Great World.
Thinking of his master facing off against the fearsome being capable of annihilating a Celestial Spirit God, his emotions were complex.
He also thought of the mythological beings of the War Court, fearing that an unprecedented fierce battle was about to occur, one that would reduce the Celestial Spirit Great World to ashes.
He turned to look at his disciples gazing up at the celestial dome in the distance and couldn’t help but sigh.
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After so many years at the Supreme Sect, he had grown attached to this place, but no amount of attachment was worth more than life itself.
He had already forsaken the War Court, and in the face of such a situation, all he could do was flee.
He withdrew his gaze and disappeared into thin air in front of the pavilion.
Long Teng, Long Ya, and the other cultivators around them hadn’t expected him to flee; they thought he was going to support Long Qing, so they didn’t think too much of it.
The Heaven-Supporting Ancestor re-entered Ye Cang’s body, his voice echoed in Ye Cang’s mind:
“There are many presences within the War Court that are beyond my match. In the face of such a massive invasion, the Celestial Spirit Great World stands no chance of winning. Candle Star has already fled, and you should leave as well.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Cang furrowed his brow, his gaze fixed on the black hole above.
On the other side of heaven and earth.
With the mountains undulating, Bai Sheng stepped out of the forest and stood on the hillside, gazing at the spectacular phenomenon in the sky, his brow furrowed deeply, his eyes full of shock.
This was the second time in his life that his understanding had been overturned.
Su Jin arrived at his side, equally shocked as she looked up at the celestial vault.
Bai Sheng turned to look at her and asked, “What is this spectacle? How high is the realm of the person who just spoke? And what’s the background of the Long Clan?”
Su Jin took a deep breath and said, “I’m not sure, I can’t even guess his realm. You see, I’ve lived for over ten thousand years, Could be influential in the Imperial Dynasty, but in the grand scheme of the Great World, I’m just an inconspicuous minor character. To many of the Great Powers, killing me would be as simple as crushing an insect.”
“As for the Long Clan, I have never heard of them either. My understanding of the Great Heaven and Earth is not as extensive as you imagine.”
Bai Sheng couldn’t help remarking, “It’s indeed true that there are always higher beings. If one day, I can make a sound that resonates with all living beings across heaven and earth, then this life would have not been lived in vain.”
Su Jin rolled her eyes at him, said with irritation, “You always talk like you’re giving your last words. Can’t you think about diligently cultivating and pursuing longevity?”
“Is there really such a thing as immortality in this world? Even if one ascends to immortality, as you said, there is still an end to it.”
“I don’t care; you must aim for it anyway.”
They began to bicker, unaware that this was a calamity sweeping across the entire world.
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In the vast and boundless universe, myriad black holes of all sizes dotted the cosmos, acting like channels through time and space, with figures emerging from them.
Fang Xuan walked on the Battle Court Light Path, looking ahead at the looming great battle with a calm expression.
The Celestial Spirit Great World erupted in astonishing solidarity, as more and more figures rushed in to block the advance of the War Court, yet they did not slow down the pace of the War Court’s forces.
Fang Xuan didn’t rush to take action. On this occasion, he planned to do the bare minimum, and with the most terrifying existences yet to appear, he dared not act.
“I am a descendent of the Long Clan, Long Qing. This causality should be borne by me!”
Long Qing’s voice suddenly came, weak in the vast cosmos even though he shouted with all his might.
Fang Xuan caught the sound of Long Qing, with the words “Long Clan” making it impossible for him to ignore.
A pressure stronger than any of the combatants bore down, halting every living being engaged in the battle.
A Daoist Zang Zizai Immortal from the Celestial Spirit Great World showed a look of horror, unable to move under this overwhelming pressure.
His pupils suddenly dilated, and following his gaze, an imposing figure in the darkness behind the Battle Court Light Path gradually became clearer.
Fang Xuan’s gaze, however, looked in the direction of Long Qing’s voice.
Long Qing stepped out from a black hole, his right hand raised to his chest, his two fingers together. While moving through the air with floating steps, he was casting divine skills.
Streams of gray mist emerged from his body, coalescing into figures around him.
Furthermore, the space in the surrounding universe twisted, spontaneously producing more gray mists that continued to solidify into humanoid shapes.
More and more gazes fell upon Long Qing, but no one from the War Court side made a direct move against him.
As Long Qing who was executing the Celestial Dragon Dharma Aspect looked into the distance, a giant shadow gradually became clear. It was a black-robed Daoist with a Qilin headdress and a stern face; he floated like a mirage behind the Battle Court Light Path, with his lower half seeming illusory, and only his upper half clearly visible.
It was the master of Candle Star, the current Lord of the War Court!
His title was the Candle Celestial Monarch!
The Candle Celestial Monarch was so immense that everything in the universe seemed trifling in his presence, and to the Celestial Spirit Cultivators witnessing this figure, he appeared as the founding god who created the cosmos.
As the Candle Celestial Monarch emerged from the darkness, everyone from the side of the Celestial Spirit Great World, except Long Qing, lost their courage and willingness to fight.
It seemed as though the Candle Celestial Monarch had merely leaned forward, he looked down upon Long Qing, observing the Dharma Aspects coalescing behind him, with an indifferent gaze, and he said, “Has your esteemed self not shown yourself yet? Could it be that you have given up on the Long Clan?”
This question likewise echoed throughout the Celestial Spirit Great World.
Within the Daoist Field of the Beginningless, An Xin and the others one by one turned their heads to look at Gu An.
Gu An, holding the Cyan Hong Sword, said, “Why look at me? Qing’Er’s Divine Skills are not simple; perhaps he can resolve this on his own.”
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As he spoke, he lifted the blade, his left hand supporting the edge, the tip pointing toward a mirror above the Artifact Refining Cauldron, as if aiming at the Candle Celestial Monarch within it.
Hearing this, though more confused, the crowd still turned their heads to look at the scene in the mirror.
The world fell silent.
All living beings waited for another voice to rise, but it never came.
In the cosmic void, as the number of Dharma Aspects behind Long Qing grew, the expressions of the powerhouses from the War Court changed.
In less than ten breaths’ time, the number of Dharma Aspects surrounding Long Qing had exceeded ten thousand, and one Dharma Aspect, towering ten thousand Zhang, radiated an aura of contempt for the universe, causing both Celestial Spirit Cultivators and War Court warriors to involuntarily fix their gaze on him.
“Long Yu…”
The voice of the Candle Celestial Monarch rose, as if murmuring softly.
As soon as his voice fell, figures scattered apart, quickly surrounding Long Qing and his Dharma Aspects, each figure emanating an unrivaled aura, using their own powerful presence to seal off Long Qing.
Those Celestial Spirit Cultivators who were suppressed by the Candle Celestial Monarch vanished into ash, only cultivators far away survived, and those who had come forth from the black holes as reinforcements all stopped in their tracks, their attention entirely on Long Qing.
The Dharma Aspects summoned by Long Qing each radiated a brilliant light, converging into a sparkling region in the universe.
Those dozen or so War Court powerhouses were scattered around, as if enacting some kind of elusive Formation to block the strong light emitted by the Celestial Dragon Dharma Aspect.
“Such a rich force of karma.”
“To summon so many powerful Dharma Aspects with such cultivation level, the Long Clan is indeed extraordinary.”
“If that’s all there is, it’s not worth us joining hands.”
“Perhaps the existence behind him has already fled. No one can afford the karma of acting against a Celestial God.”
“This Divine Skill seems to utilize bloodline karma.”
The War Court powerhouses discussed among themselves, completely disregarding Long Qing.
The distant Candle Celestial Monarch did the same, whether it was despicable of what stood behind Long Qing or contempt for Long Qing himself.
Listening to the voices from all around, Long Qing took a deep breath, his eyes sharpened, and his face began to crack open as blood seeped out.
The gray aura around him suddenly turned into a bloody one, and an even more terrifying figure rapidly took shape, as if a giant stood up behind him, quickly growing larger, surpassing the Dharma Aspect known as Long Yu by the Candle Celestial Monarch.
Upon seeing this Dharma Aspect figure, the eyes of the Candle Celestial Monarch suddenly changed.
“Kill him.”
The voice of the Candle Celestial Monarch rose, and as soon as the words were spoken, the War Court powerhouses encircling Long Qing all made their move, with the force of thunder.
The terrifying pressure coming from all directions made Long Qing feel as if he were being torn apart, yet, he did not die.
He looked up to see a hundred thousand Zhang tall, blood-colored figure wielding a long spear with one hand, fending off the powerful mana coming at him from every direction.
This blood-colored figure was clad in armor, his true face obscured, but he emanated an unrivaled and imperious aura.
His appearance made everyone from the War Court tense up.
In the sea of people, Fang Xuan’s pupils trembled, and his heart was hit by a storm of shock.
The cultivators of the Celestial Spirit Great World were similarly dumbstruck.
In that moment, even within the Great Heaven and Earth, all living beings could see a blood-colored figure reflected in the Celestial Vault, towering high into the sky.
