Guarding the Prison for 100 Years, I Emerge to Overwhelm the Demon Venerable

Chapter 402 - 166: World-Destroying Pillar of Light, Clone Body, Spirit Immortal Realm

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CRACK!

As the beam of light swept over, a faint, almost inaudible sound suddenly rang out.

Then, amidst the shimmering stars.

Among the Three Flowers wreathed in stars, the second flower...

...suddenly bloomed!

After reaching the apex of the Feathered Realm and successfully stepping into Ascension to Immortality—that is, after breaking through to the first of the Three Immortal Realms, the Spirit Immortal Realm...

...one would condense the Three Flowers atop their head.

The Three Flowers of Essence, Qi, and Spirit are also known as the Heaven, Earth, and Human Three Flowers.

Heaven on the left, Earth on the right, and Human in the center.

However, right after breaking through to the Spirit Immortal Realm, all three flowers are in a closed state.

Only when one’s Divine Spirit has grown powerful enough to reach the very limit of the Spirit Immortal Realm will all three flowers bloom.

At this moment, Su Bai’s arms were spread wide, and the stars glittering around his body seemed to move with him.

He had spent five years merging ten thousand Divine Power Techniques into his Fist Scripture. This caused the unranked Fist Scripture to reach a level of power comparable to an ordinary Immortal Grade Technique.

And bolstered by three Immortal Grade Divine Techniques, his Physique and Divine Spirit had both surpassed the limits of his Cultivation Realm, already rivaling that of a Spirit Immortal.

Now, the purity and power of his Divine Spirit were finally on full display!

RUMBLE!

At the very instant the second flower bloomed amidst the wreath of stars, the mountain-sized beam of light, filled with endless Power of Destruction, came crashing down.

A deafening roar exploded in everyone’s minds.

Everyone within the Sealed Space, regardless of where they were—whether thousands or tens of thousands of miles apart—was plunged into a daze.

They all looked up to see a colossal, indescribable gate slowly rising in the void.

That gate was impossibly large, seeming to be ten thousand feet tall, then a hundred thousand, perhaps even a million.

It completely and utterly dominated everyone’s vision and filled their minds.

The Divine Sect stood majestic between heaven and earth. Outside, it was wreathed in clouds of Divine Light, a place where strange phenomena and wondrous sights appeared as one.

Faintly, one could almost see an even more vast and boundless Divine Court behind the Divine Sect.

As well as countless Divine Beings whose forms and faces were impossible to discern!

This gate was none other than the South Celestial Gate!

The Divine Spirit of a Spirit Immortal Realm expert was already capable of giving form to all things.

And in the instant a divine flower bloomed,

what the mind thinks, reality shall manifest!

Su Bai could now, with a single thought, give form to the South Celestial Gate from the myths and legends of his past life.

This was the use of a powerful Divine Spirit to manifest a legend from myth and directly interfere with reality!

Moreover, it required no nature’s spiritual energy. A mere flicker of thought could bring all things into being.

Before, when he had not yet reached this level, Su Bai had found the Summoning Technique of the Netherworld Venerable Master somewhat inscrutable.

Now, however, he understood it with perfect clarity.

The Summoning Technique passed down for generations in the Netherworld Daoist Temple, established by the Venerable Lord You Yan, utilized the Divine Spirit’s power to interfere with reality and influence all living things. That was how it achieved ’Inviting the Gods’ Descent’.

To put it simply: ’Know my name, and you may borrow my Divine Power!’

Cultivation, seeking the Dao, seeking knowledge—it was all the same.

Things he once didn’t grasp, didn’t know, and didn’t understand, now all fell into place naturally once he reached a certain height. His questions answered themselves.

"Divine Sect, Immortal Sect, Celestial Gate..."

Jin Yunfeng murmured to himself, an indescribable shock in his heart.

Substantial! Grand! Majestic!

Sacred! Ethereal! Transcendent!

All the beautiful words in the world could not describe this Divine Sect before him.

He was a Civil and Martial Champion Scholar, yet he had never imagined there would come a day when he’d be at a loss for words.

But now, seeing this Divine Sect, he could not describe it. His mind was a complete blank.

The Divine Sect appeared to rise slowly.

But in reality, in less than an instant, the mountain-sized beam of light had already swept over and crashed heavily into the rising South Celestial Gate!

RUMBLE!!

In that one instant, it seemed as if all sound had vanished from the world.

All was silent.

Immediately after, a world-shaking explosion erupted in the sky!

In a moment, the void shattered inch by inch. Endless currents of air billowed outward, rampaging in all directions like tens of millions of Fierce Beasts.

Thousands of miles away, Ye Xiaoyu, who was rapidly retreating, was nearly engulfed by the raging tide.

Her Heart Spirit trembled violently!

As for Chen Shaoyou, who had never witnessed such a scene, his face was pale with terror, and his limbs felt weak and numb.

If Ye Xiaoyu hadn’t been holding him up, he likely would have collapsed to his knees in the next moment.

Even farther away, Cui Yanliang, who was streaking across the sky, tore through the shockwave of Divine Light with a flick of his sleeve, his figure coming to an involuntary halt.

’That Elder Demon’s main body is still sealed, yet it has such terrifying power?’

Cui Yanliang was shaken.

The power of this collision had already surpassed the scope of the Feathered Realm; even he, in his current state, could not hope to match it.

When he looked up,

he saw mushroom clouds erupting one after another in the distant void.

But the Divine Sect still stood majestic and unshaken.

No matter how many colossal waves crashed against it, it remained motionless.

’Teacher’s strength... it’s become so much more formidable than it was five years ago...’

Cui Yanliang’s gaze sharpened.

In this clash, his teacher had undoubtedly gained the absolute upper hand.

"How is this possible?"

Monk Taixuan’s expression changed drastically. "That’s the Seven Heroes and Three Li!"

He was shaken to the core, his shock beyond words.

For thousands of years, he, his master, his grandmaster, and indeed all the disciples of Zheyun Temple, had been hunting for traces of the Seven Heroes and Three Li.

He, of course, knew just how terrifying the Seven Heroes and Three Li were.

These ten beings, suspected to be born of heaven and earth, were practically immortal and indestructible, possessing power beyond the imagination of ordinary people.