Chapter 475: Chapter 207: The Funeral Bell for the Youth Who Defies Heaven, Fan Wubing (Supersized Arc Finale) (Part 7)

His shoulders slowly drooped, and his hands gradually lost strength, swaying in the air like a flag.

In the distance, Zhu Zixuan, witnessing everything unfold, suddenly let out a breath, "The Heavenly Dao is still the Heavenly Dao..." Yet in the next moment, an immense sadness flashed in his eyes. If even someone like Fan Wubing cannot withstand the Heavenly Dao... then who in this world can ascend to immortality...

"Wuuu..." Xue Ya began to cry, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhu Zixuan wiped the corner of his eye, "Stop crying, the Sea-Stabilizing Banner can no longer hold on."

The banner that was plunged into the sea shook and tottered. This innate treasure, with its own will, strained every effort to stabilize the Sea of Eternal Life, preventing waves from cascading onto the Changsheng Continent.

But the oppressive force of Ying Huo, infused with the intent to kill Fan Wubing, made it hard to resist.

Once again, gigantic waves surged, rushing towards the Changsheng Continent.

Zhu Zixuan took a deep breath, stepped onto the Dao Platform, closed his eyes, and then abruptly opened them, as 128,000 rays of different colors burst forth from behind him.

Xue Ya was stunned, "Zhu Zixuan, what are you doing!"

"The Sea-Stabilizing Banner can’t block all the waves; you and I must add bricks and tiles to this dam!"

Xue Ya, seeing the lights behind him, her pupils trembled, "Supreme Luminous Intent! You’re actually using Supreme Luminous Intent! Don’t you want the way of leisure, thousands of years of leisure!"

Zhu Zixuan mocked, "You Xue Youxuan say don’t let go of your way of freedom, you think I can’t do it?"

"Who would compare something like this!"

"Just assume I don’t want to be that so-called Master of the Immortal Pavilion."

128,000 rays descended from the heavens, merging into the entire Sea of Eternal Life to help stabilize the sea along with the Sea-Stabilizing Banner.

Zhu Zixuan’s gaze was blazing, as he murmured under his breath, "I am also battling the heavens!"

Hearing this, Xue Ya shuddered, gritting her teeth, and released all her Dao intent, merging it into the Sea of Eternal Life.

But,

It’s not enough!

Even though he used all his strength, together with the Sea-Stabilizing Banner, he could only reduce the thousand-mile-high waves to a hundred miles.

"It’s not enough, Zhu Zixuan, it’s not enough!" Xue Ya said loudly.

Zhu Zixuan shouted, "Call for others, call for others!"

Xue Ya, extremely anxious, "It’s too late! There’s simply no time!"

Suddenly, a literary aura streaked across the distance.

Zhu Zixuan was overjoyed, "He Youyi?"

But it wasn’t He Youyi, it was Guan Xin.

Guan Xin immediately saw Fan Wubing, who was bitten by Ying Huo, utterly severed from life, and was so terrified that her heart stopped, tears instantly falling. But she quickly wiped away the tears, asking, "Senior Zhu, Senior Xue, what can I do?"

Zhu Zixuan muffled, "It’s too late. We all misjudged... We never thought that the heaven-sent disaster would be so terrifying. What we thought was a perfect preparation is as insignificant as dust before this."

The waves rushed towards the Changsheng Continent with lightning speed.

They could already envision the devastation it would cause to places near the sea. Mountains collapsing, corpses floating for miles upon miles. The accumulated aura of the Changsheng Continent, gathered over ten thousand years, was about to be shattered.

Guan Xin asked, "What if the great powers of the Changsheng Continent join forces?"

"Of course, that would work, but there’s no time to notify them. Even if notified, they couldn’t arrive in such a short time. This isn’t a tsunami but a sea motion, caused by heavenly might."

Guan Xin, with a resolute expression, "There’s still time, there’s still time!"

"What are you going to do?"

Guan Xin said, "My life’s literary aura is named ’Universal Body,’ which can connect cultivators from all directions. Using my body as a bridge to gather the strength of cultivators from all directions, it can be done!"

Xue Ya exclaimed, "You can’t withstand it! You haven’t even crossed the heavenly tribulation!"

Guan Xin chuckled lightly, "I’m actually a bit strong."

With that said, she stepped into the air, writing with ink, quickly composing an article titled "Call to All Twelve Realm Cultivators of Northern Changsheng to Build the Eternal Levee Together."

From her brow center’s Purple Mansion, a wisp of faint literary aura circled her soul once before darting from her brow, shooting towards the Changsheng Continent.

At such speed, it was enough to cross spaces, bursting like fireworks over the Northern Changsheng Continent, splitting into thousands of strands of literary aura. Simultaneously, in Guan Xin’s mind, a book with uncountable pages flipped rapidly, accurately identifying all Integration Realm and above cultivators in Northern Changsheng.

The article, "Call to All Twelve Realm Cultivators of Northern Changsheng to Build the Eternal Levee Together," landed precisely in their minds.

Then came the anxious wait.

At one moment, Guan Xin’s brows relaxed, "They’re here!"

The power of thousands of cultivators, following the strand of literary aura named "Universal Body," poured through Guan Xin’s body as a bridge, flowing into the Sea of Eternal Life.

What an immense strength it must be, gathered from the twelve realms of the Northern Continent?

Among this, there are Integration Realm, Mahayana, and Tribulation Immortals.

In an instant, the bloodlines on Guan Xin’s body split open.

Instead of repairing these bloodlines, she treated them as channels to continue channeling the power from the Northern Continent.

Zhu Zixuan and Xue Ya watched with their hearts pounding.

They never anticipated that this little girl from Wenxin Heaven, not even thirty, would be so ruthless to herself.

Wasn’t she the paragon of "devoted to reading the Holy Sage Book, oblivious to matters outside the window"?

This is not like a scholar, but a ruffian, a wild path!

The effect was immediate.

The surging waves were instantly calmed.

But they all knew, the critical issue was not whether the waves could be calmed, but ahead, that beast, that young man!

Fan Wubing was just being hung in the air, his head bitten.

No sign of life at all.

Blood streamed continuously from his feet, dripping onto the sea, spreading a dark red stain.