With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 875 - 624: Apocalypse, Dao Strife, and Propping Up the Heavens!
Fengdu, Buddha Country, Celestial Court, sequentially shattered.
The black fog swept past, collapsing palaces adorned with countless intricate patterns. On top of Spirit Eagle Peak, the golden light dimmed, resembling a lit incense stick slowly melting away.
If Meng Chuan were present, he would realize.
This scene is so similar to the collapse of the Great Brahman Heaven’s Buddha Court he witnessed!
Under the erosion of the black fog, because Mana is weakest among the three, the first to be utterly destroyed is the True Martial phantom enveloping the Great Fengdu Cave.
The altar shattered, and the Great Fengdu Cave crumbled inch by inch under erosion, with the Great Emperor’s Dharma Aspect densely covered in cracks.
Protecting Ancestor Sanfeng’s flesh, the divine light sharply dimmed.
With Xuanwu’s turtle and snake roaring angrily in a spiraled coil, the turtle shell cracked but still resisted fiercely, while the snake’s body tightened around the black tide, trying to delay the collapse.
"Go!"
Ancestor Sanfeng gritted his teeth and swung his sword once more, the sword edge bursting forth with brilliant Yin-Yang Dao rhythms, oppressing Eight Wilds and Six Harmonies, splitting open a thread of life and death path.
Accompanied by the moment the turtle shell utterly shattered, Xuanwu merged the remaining Dharma Realm power with Yin-Yang Harmony, transforming into a barrier to push True Martial to escape.
However...
He himself was swallowed by the black fog.
Millions of turtle and snake lightning-like spirits flickered between clarity and destruction, like being trampled by heavy hooves, the ends lifted high as if in a final cry before the stars extinguish.
Buzz—!
Xuanwu fell.
The Xiaowang fog mass escaped, gambling everything on fate.
Boom boom boom—!
Far away in Yong’an, on the rooftop of the Huayun Prefecture building.
Meng Chuan’s heart thundered overwhelmingly, his entire body shivered, inexplicably startled, his Soul Body nearly withdrawn.
He looked up to the sky, his vision unclear and gray.
Only vaguely seeing the sky grow increasingly ominous.
The odd thunder flashed frequently, as if it was the end of the world.
The atmosphere of the New Year vanished without a trace; everyone could see the sky darkening unnaturally.
Not the usual night, but entirely black as if shrouded by a blood-red mouth...
Could this be the end of the world?
Thousands of temples rang clouds boards throughout the night, chanting scriptures to strengthen Spirit Mountain.
Countless Taoist temples kept their lights burning, kneeling before Ancestor statues, singing praises to the Jade Emperor and Northern Dipper.
Countless mortals bowed their heads in prayer, recalling the Buddha, God, and Jesus they never believed in, pleading for protection.
When the sky falls, this is the only thing they can do.
There are even those who cast aside their inhibitions, regrets churning in their hearts.
Regretting the finite life spent restraining human desires.
To the extent that now life flashes before their eyes, many things can only be expressed with a single "what a pity."
Meng Chuan gathered his Soul Body, calmly waiting.
He did not share the panic felt by others.
Panic is useless; unable to influence the great trend, one can only be swept along by it.
Meng Chuan pondered, with Luo Tian Grand Ceremony as the revealed strategy, given Great Chu’s cautious actions, there must be other hidden counters.
The text indicates that with Luo Tian Grand Ceremony’s ritual shattered, the nation’s secret cards will come into play.
The one recognized as the "mightiest Great Saint," who can restore balance, has yet to appear.
Meng Chuan’s eyes were fixed on the rolling text.
This feeling of being unable to control one’s destiny...
It’s truly unpleasant.
...
"Old Yang! What’s going on?!"
"Is the sky lost?!"
"Old Yin, daring to be distracted while risking your life!"
Yin Tianshou refocused, only then seeing the sky turning dark once more.
Several light shadows rolled within the ink, countless times lifting their heads only to be smashed down by waves, like seagulls fighting against storms.
The black energy extended everywhere, gradually infesting the Qi Blood Great Wall, greatly reducing everyone’s defensive power instantly.
But it’s not over yet; in an instant, nearly ten thousand grandmasters experienced mental chaos, black lines spread through their blood vessels, nausea overcame them.
At the array formation’s core, Fenghuo Great Saint raised the formation disk high, blood pouring from his nose and mouth, and red light once again surged from his body, filling the Qi Blood Great Wall.
He clenched his teeth, voice like thunder:
"Expel demons, defend the homeland!"
"Defend the homeland!"
"Defend the homeland!"
"Slaughter these damned bastards!"
Countless grandmasters shouted with strained voices, their war cries shaking the heavens!
Unified will tore a corner of the black fog, allowing sunlight to pierce through clouds.
The Qi Blood Great Wall gathered again!
Not a mere burst of seeds, but the most profound Martial Arts force, combined here into one.
One is Qi Blood, the other is will!
"Good! Kill them for me!!!"
The Qi Blood Great Wall regained its stability, and Tu Qianshan no longer held back.
Countless golden and blue particles gathered in his right hand, forming a terrifying spear. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
He leaned over, swept horizontally!
The gale howled, light shadows of dragons and tigers displayed their fangs, surging along the spear’s edge, diving down directly toward demons.
"Damn it! Why hit me, can’t you see I’m slacking off here?"
Buddahead was engaging three Celestial Kings in Tai Chi, slowly inching toward the edge of the battlefield.
Just about to slip away, unexpected to be pinpointed by the lone seventh-tier human on the ground.
In his heart, panic and anger, immense terror shadowed him, countless lengths of dragon and tiger ferocious shadows opening wide mouths, enveloping insurmountable Qi Blood force, folding and flipping heaven and earth, inescapably slashing at his forehead.
"Damn!!"
Buddhahead braced himself for the blow, quickly followed by an endless barrage of attacks.
His form utterly submerged in the all-encompassing Gang Qi, flung meters away.
He realized the opponent was worried about him leaving to wreak havoc on city dwellers.
Seeing this, he had no choice but to obediently return, temporarily abandoning the escape plan.
Buddhahead, in his heart, firmly remembered the armored old man.
If given the opportunity, he would ensure to eat him alive!
"Calm down, I will settle down before seizing the opportunity to forcibly break free..."
The dire situation on the ground shifted, while the clash in the sky remained tense.
At the brink of crisis, five more divine lights entered the black fog.
They were the twin saints of Loulan and Russia’s three seventh-limit strongest experts rushing in support.
A total of fourteen Great Saints simultaneously struck, slowly stabilizing the situation again.
None of them exhibited fear, none gave birth to the thought of fearing battle!
