This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 377 - 375: The Zhou Tian Star Formation Begins to Show Its Power!【Third Update | Make-up Update】

Chapter 377: Chapter 375: The Zhou Tian Star Formation Begins to Show Its Power!【Third Update | Make-up Update】

Heaven Palace, above the cloud sea.

The two opposing figures had already drawn gazes from all corners of Heaven Palace. One Divine Spirit after another was awakened by the fluctuations of the Great Dao. Strong Gods in various places identified the aura of old acquaintances, and half of the Innate Gods within the Divine Court had begun to transmit messages through the Great Dao.

"When did the God of Flowing Light awaken?"

"It must have been just now; there’s still an uncontrollable divine aura around him." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"The God of Spring has met his match this time. The God of Flowing Light has even awakened; it’s about time someone cut him down to size, hmph!"

"The God of Flowing Light is a Main God of Heaven Palace. His Dao of Flowing Light is unrivaled in strength; teaching the God of Spring a lesson is indeed a trivial matter."

Suddenly, a Divine Spirit muttered within the Divine Court, "I’ve heard that the God of Flowing Light was friends with the Head Manager and Young Master in his early years. He is a descendant of the Ancient God of Light, possessing the bloodline of a Divine King."

The Gods of Heaven Palace immediately became even more interested, their eyes filled with understanding, and their anticipation for the impending battle grew.

Speed?

Wu Wang held the Star Sword, momentarily severing the connection between the Star God’s Dao and the Divine Court of Heaven Palace, and had already summoned all his spiritual mind. The name ’Flowing Light’ alone was enough to make him go all out. After all, as far as Wu Wang understood, without altering the scale of Heaven and Earth, the fastest thing was light.

This was obviously going to be a grueling battle. Wu Wang didn’t have much chance of victory at the moment and was merely trying to ponder a method to ’trap light’.

"Hmph!"

The God of Flowing Light slowly raised his left hand. A surge of golden light in his palm slowly solidified into a Divine Artifact resembling a ’prayer wheel,’ which he gently shook, causing it to emit a humming sound.

The God of Flowing Light gazed at Wu Wang and said indifferently, "I will not kill you."

"Take your shot," Wu Wang performed a flourish with his sword. "I come from the Human Domain. It seems you haven’t taken part in the battles against the Human Domain. Don’t blame me for not reminding you; the methods of the Human Domain are completely different from those of the Innate Gods."

The God of Flowing Light nodded slightly, a fierce will to fight evident on his face, which, no matter how one looked at it, seemed like it should belong to a woman.

Parting is so hard for nobles; the nature of Ancient Gods remains unknown.

Suddenly, the God of Flowing Light’s figure shot into the sky. Wu Wang stood still, looking up at the God of Flowing Light’s figure.

This speed isn’t fast at all...

Before he could finish his thought, the God of Flowing Light’s figure disappeared from Wu Wang’s Immortal Consciousness!

In the high sky, only a streak of golden light crossed through Heaven and Earth, flying out dozens of miles in almost an instant before swiftly doubling back, creating an intricate pattern of golden light in the sky in the blink of an eye!

The Divine Artifact in the God of Flowing Light’s hands emitted a series of piercing screeches. It was only these screeches that allowed Wu Wang to barely track the God of Flowing Light’s figure; but at the same time, it was also these screeches that placed tremendous pressure on Wu Wang’s Dao Heart.

The pattern itself held no meaning; such speed merely made Wu Wang’s Adam’s apple tremble slightly. Even the surrounding Heaven and Earth showed no fluctuations, offered no resistance, not even a ripple, as if it were truly just a beam of light darting about and constantly accelerating!

In a fleeting glimpse, Wu Wang thought he saw the God of Flowing Light’s figure. He stood upright, his left hand holding the ’prayer wheel,’ and his right a Dagger that seemed made of crystal, darting left and right in the air, repeatedly turning back. His long hair did not stir in the slightest.

The Dao of Flowing Light, the Innate God with unparalleled speed, fast enough to leave his opponents breathless... If such an Innate God appeared on the battlefield against the Human Domain, the Transcendent masters and beings below Transcendent in the Human Domain would only be lambs to the slaughter!

Fortunately, he had been in slumber all this time.

The screeching suddenly paused. A faint smile touched Wu Wang’s lips as he swiftly flashed the Star Sword to his left.

WHIZZ—

A piercing whistle sounded. The moment the widespread golden light dispersed, a concentrated beam of golden light struck down directly at Wu Wang!

Wu Wang had dodged barely a thousand feet, while his opponent had already covered dozens of miles. The overwhelming advantage in speed made Wu Wang completely abandon any thought of dodging.

The Star Sword scattered a sky full of sword radiance!

The golden light twisted and turned, seemingly unaffected by any force, repeatedly darting and weaving through the air. It left behind a zigzagging trail as it aimed straight for Wu Wang’s shoulder!

Truly lightning fast!

Intense Divine Light surged around Wu Wang. Immortal Power condensed into a crystal barricade, his body striving to dodge to the side, the Star Sword vibrating rapidly!

Seven glimmers of cold light!

TING! With a light sound, a small splatter of fresh blood followed. Wu Wang’s shoulder robe was torn, leaving a wound an inch long.

The golden light shot past Wu Wang’s figure and soared towards the sky. Within it, a silhouette like a great roc spreading its wings was visible, its forehead radiating a strong Dao charm.

A slight smile suddenly tugged at the corners of Wu Wang’s mouth.

This God of Flowing Light sacrificed a lot for extreme speed, hmm? Although that Dagger is strong, it seems the God of Flowing Light can’t exert much force on it at such extreme velocity. In other words, what just wounded me was the Dagger itself, flying at extreme speed. Although this injury looks a bit... a bit like a superficial scratch; but if my vital points were exposed, I’d likely be seriously injured. Besides, I don’t know what other tricks he has up his sleeve.

The God of Flowing Light remained silent, suspended high in the air, looking down at Wu Wang. His long hair fluttered, the ’prayer wheel’ in his hand hummed ceaselessly, and a faint crimson flame appeared on another Dagger. It was as if the previous strike was just a test; now he was ready to fight seriously.

"Your strength is acceptable."

The God of Flowing Light’s delicate nostrils flared slightly. "I will use my usual methods to fight you."

Wu Wang’s Star Sword in his hand emitted a faint sword cry. "But among those I’ve faced, your strength is not among the top. Go all out, lest either of us feels unconvinced."

"Don’t be too confident."

The God of Flowing Light inhaled softly, and the flames on the Dagger grew brighter. His figure moved again, and once more, patterns made of golden light appeared in the sky, only this time, the golden light was tinged with crimson, like fresh blood.

Wu Wang, however, sheathed his Star Sword. He closed his eyes and concentrated, hands positioned one above the other in front of his chest, as streams of Yin Yang Qi gathered from Heaven and Earth, forming a pattern of yin-yang fish swirling around him. At the same time, stars began to appear one by one in the sky above Heaven Palace.

In this battle, Wu Wang had decided to reveal some of his cards appropriately, to intimidate the Gods of Heaven Palace. For example, the Grand Star Formation gifted by the old gods of Kunlun Ruins—Wu Wang had not yet mastered it completely and couldn’t deploy the small array flags. But he had grasped a small portion of the myriad transformations within the Grand Star Formation, allowing him to deploy thirty-six Small Heavenly Circuit Formations and seventy-two Earthly Fiend Formations.

Though light is fast, it cannot escape the boundless Star Sea.

One by one, great Stars slowly emerged in the sky as the God of Flowing Light shot forth once more.

His body, a blade;

His being, the light!

Wu Wang remained immovable, Yin Yang Qi in his palms and around his body rotating slowly and synchronously. The whole of Heaven and Earth seemed to move slowly with his pull, and the trajectory of the incoming golden light bent ever so slightly. The charm of the Yin and Yang Path was incredibly clear, and the brightness of countless Stars invaded half of Heaven Palace!

...

WHOOSH— BOOM!

The rapid sounds of tearing air and intense explosions now echoed throughout Heaven Palace. Divine Guards gazed from afar towards the site of the great battle, while Innate Gods projected their phantoms from above their respective Temples, watching the surging cloud sea and that dazzling golden light.

However, the one spectator who arguably should have been there was conspicuously absent.

The Head Manager did not watch the battle. At this moment, the Head Manager’s Temple was empty except for the periodic flickering of a Divine Power Barrier. The entrance of the Heavenly Administrative Palace was crammed with minor gods there for the spectacle, yet the Head Manager was nowhere to be seen.

In a corner of Heaven Palace, in the residence of the Gold God—a grand hall built as if from countless Weapons—the Gold God lounged on her couch, draped in a light veil, holding fine wine, leisurely watching the battle unfold reflected on the surface of the Giant Sword before her. Her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, brimming with satisfaction.

CRACK! CRACK! Then, with sounds like cracking thunder, lightning seemed to flash outside the Gold God’s grand hall. The Temple door was kicked open, the surrounding Barriers shattered, and the potent Divine Power even transformed into a fierce gust, making the Gold God’s robes flutter.

With a gloomy face, the Head Manager appeared at the entrance of the hall, his gaze fixed on the figure of the Gold God.

Yet the Gold God remained motionless, her voice soft, "Well, well, Head Manager. To what do I owe the pleasure? If you’re seen here, it will surely stir gossip."

"This is your doing!" The Head Manager gritted his teeth. "What exactly are you plotting, Gold?"

"Oh?" The Gold God laughed lightly, and as she swung her jade legs, she sat up. The broad-bladed Giant Sword floating in front of her flew away on its own, and her eyes carried a hint of amusement. "What is the meaning of this, Head Manager? Could it be that your dear sister has wronged you, and you’ve come to my desolate Temple to vent your anger?"

Her tongue gently traced her lips. Her chest, once flat as an ironing board, began to swell slowly, and her petite frame grew three inches taller. Her previous form was, of course, more suited for Duels.

The Gold God tapped the tip of her foot and was already floating in front of the Head Manager, her gaze somewhat hazy, as one hand reached towards the Head Manager’s cheek.

SLAP!

The Head Manager’s raised palm was decidedly unromantic.

Yet the Gold God kept giggling nonstop.

The Head Manager inhaled softly and whispered, "You should not have involved Liu Guang in this matter."

"What, does the Head Manager think that the God of Flowing Light is no match for Wu Wangzi?" The Gold God said with a smile, "You are overestimating Wu Wangzi. His Divine Power is at most on par with those incompetent Main Gods; how can he be a match for the God of Flowing Light? Tsk, the God of Flowing Light is the one who injured the Candle Dragon."

"That was relying on his father’s sword, and that sword has already been destroyed by His Majesty!" The Head Manager suddenly gripped the Gold God’s arm, flames almost spitting from his eyes, his voice transmitted directly into her mind: "Do you know how much I have sacrificed to save him! He is the direct descendant of the Third God King; how could His Majesty tolerate him! Have you forgotten the purging that happened after the Candle Dragon was chased out of the Outer Sky?"

The Gold God narrowed her eyes, her smile particularly captivating now. She gazed at the Head Manager and chose to transmit her voice: "Has the Head Manager forgotten how His Majesty treats former allies? The ones who brought down the Candle Dragon include our His Majesty, you, and I, as well as those old ministers from the third divine era. This Heaven and Earth should have been a place for them, but now? Only Liu Guang is alive. Do you think Liu Guang bears hatred towards His Majesty?"

The Head Manager almost crushed the Gold God’s wrist in his grip.

The Gold God still transmitted her voice calmly: "This Heaven and Earth is rotten to the core, and we all know it; it’s beyond redemption. You relied on the Lifespan Dao to sit firmly in the top three of Heaven Palace, but you have continuously suffered backlash from living beings, and your strength has fallen; all these are the doings of our supreme His Majesty. What can you do? Have you ever resisted? Do you even have the right to say these words? Why is His Majesty afraid of the Candle Dragon returning? Because the heroes of that time are dead, crippled, or were long ago dealt with by our most high and mighty His Majesty."

The Head Manager closed his eyes in pain and slowly released the Gold God’s wrist. But before the Gold God could withdraw her arm, he suddenly gave a fierce push, knocking the Gold God to the ground!

"What exactly are you trying to do!"

"What am I trying to do?" The Gold God scoffed, the red marks on her arm starkly visible. Yet, she laughed. "Why don’t you stay the night? We can discuss it... slowly."

Suddenly, the Great Dao of the Divine Court trembled.

The Gold God frowned slightly, somewhat astonished. "Liu Guang has been defeated?"

"Hmph!" The Head Manager flicked his sleeve, turned, and strode toward the grand hall. With just one step, he appeared outside the hall doors, leaving behind only the empty hall of the Gold God and the Goddess’s unrestrained and wild laughter.

"Interesting, this Wu Wangzi is really interesting! HAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA!"

...

The Young Master was indeed a bit distressed at this moment. Her circle of friends was already small, and Liu Guang was among the most straightforward of them; he was stubborn, acted impulsively without much sense of proportion, and not very cunning. He also possessed an extreme speed that terrified many Innate Gods.

If Liu Guang were to harm him...

Not wanting to witness this fight, the Young Master, upon hearing the colossal roars constantly coming from above the cloud sea and feeling the increasingly violent Star God’s Dao, could not find peace for even a moment.

"Mother!" Xiao Ming bounced over to her side, staring at the Young Master with wide eyes, her chubby fingers tucked in her mouth, whispering, "It’s really lively outside, can we go out to play? Xiao Ming has only been out once!"

The Young Master gently squatted down, raised her hand to ruffle Xiao Ming’s hair, and smiled. "It’s not safe outside right now, but tomorrow Mother will take you to a very lively place, how about that?"

"Yay, yay!"

Nu Chou approached from the side, her eyes filled with a touch of concern. The Young Master signaled her to take good care of Xiao Ming, her jade-like fingers pinched Xiao Ming’s nose, and she smiled. "Mother is going to make something fun for you now, so that you can have a great time tomorrow."

"Great!"

Xiao Ming waved her little hand. "Mother, go quickly, I can hardly wait."

The Young Master smiled as she rubbed Xiao Ming’s cheeks, her form dissolving into a wisp of breeze and vanishing.

Xiao Ming then tilted her head and muttered, "Mother seems a little unhappy."

"That’s adult business. Little children shouldn’t worry about such things." Nu Chou scooped up Xiao Ming into her arms with one sweep, smiling. "Let’s go make something tasty."

"Yay!"

Above the cloud sea, the battle raged fiercely, but by now, everyone could tell the likely outcome of this fight. The sky revealed hundreds of Stars, among which thirty-six large Stars shone the brightest, their starlight collected by thirty-six Treasure Beads. These thirty-six Treasure Beads were visible only to those outside the fray; they cast countless beams of starlight, which within a radius of roughly three miles, converged into two intersecting star rivers.

The beam of golden light struggled desperately within these star rivers, but each time it surged forward, its direction would inexplicably change, akin to a headless fly chaotically buzzing around within. That was none other than the God of Flowing Light, currently trapped within the Star Sea, utterly unable to find an escape.

A Formation?

The Young Master felt greatly relieved upon seeing this; she had not anticipated he possessed such capability. She searched carefully and soon found Wu Wang hiding within the Star Sea, catching him embracing a vast grey sphere, vigorously ’kneading’ it. That grey sphere contained the profound mysteries of Yin and Yang, yet was not divided into either; its appearance seemingly that of Yin and Yang unified.

Gradually, Wu Wang raised the grey sphere above his head. His entire aura became somber and arcane. His hair danced wildly, and his Daoist robe billowed, becoming so luminous that it illuminated the Young Master’s clear eyes.

Wu Wang spoke slowly, his voice spreading throughout Heaven Palace. "Liu Guang, are you ready to admit defeat?"

His only response was a "Hmph!"

Wu Wang laughed and gently pushed forward with his right hand, causing the grey sphere to disappear in an instant. The next moment, the Yin and Yang Path manifested. A beam of golden light erupted from the center of the Star Sea towards the sky above, but the black and white Yin Yang Qi scattered throughout the Star Sea quickly reconverged into the grey sphere, trapping the golden light within its confines.

Then, Wu Wang raised his hand silently to his chest, pressed firmly, and lowered his head to cough up a mouthful of fresh blood.

The Young Master’s graceful brows furrowed. She rushed to Wu Wang’s side and hurriedly supported his tottering form. "What’s wrong with you?"

Wu Wang felt a soft touch against his elbow, and his old face turned red.

He swore to his Grandpa, he was feigning injury alright, but he absolutely did not intend to take advantage of a Goddess on purpose! It was purely because he felt that completely dominating the God of Flowing Light would make it inconvenient to feign weakness and... cough, it would easily lead enemies to misjudge his true strength! Facts are facts. What wasn’t intentional before, truly wasn’t. But what came next, he did intentionally.

Wu Wang leaned onto that smooth and fair shoulder, speaking faintly, "It’s nothing. Just that controlling such a large Formation has consumed too much of my Divine Thought. Let me rest, cough, cough cough, rest awhile."

"Don’t talk." The Young Master frowned lightly. She put her arm around Wu Wang’s shoulder, transferring streams of life energy into him, her eyes tinged with apology.

In the distance, the mass of grey aura slowly drifted over, and the surrounding starlight had quietly receded. Only the golden beam continued to dart about within the grey mist, yet it remained unable to break through the thin layer of qi.