Chapter 374 - 157: Boxing Saint Daoist Temple, Creating the Fist Scripture, Peeking into the Jin Yun Great World
Time flows on, stopping for no one and nothing.
Five years seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.
But it was long enough for a babbling toddler to grow into a youth, still wet behind the ears, who enters the world of cultivation full of dreams.
It was also long enough for a naive youth to witness the light and darkness of the outside world and grow into a moderately famous Martial Arts Strongman.
However, the implementation of the new law had yet to spread throughout the entirety of Da Yu.
Five years went by. The world seemed to have undergone immense changes, yet at the same time, it felt as if nothing had changed at all.
In the lands where the new law was implemented, people had long since adapted over the past five years.
And in the lands where the new law had yet to be implemented, not much change could be felt.
Only in the regions transitioning between the old and new laws could one feel a great change.
「Da Yu Capital City.」
Before the break of dawn, before the great sun had risen, was the darkest hour of the day.
Directly north of the Da Yu Capital City.
At the center of what was once the Gui Chen Sect Headquarters, now the Boxing Saint Daoist Temple.
Upon a God-Sealing Platform that spanned dozens of miles and soared nearly a hundred thousand feet high.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Braving the morning wind and frost, Su Bai was slowly practicing his Fist Technique.
The more profound his Cultivation became, the more he felt he was Returning to the Essence.
Over the past five years, he had begun to dabble in not only his Fist Technique, but also music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
No living being’s life consists solely of cultivation.
Even those legendary prodigies, born with a natural talent for the path of cultivation, could not spend their entire lives doing nothing but cultivating.
He had once gone to great lengths for a few Experience Points, but now he valued a more natural approach.
When the mood struck, he would practice his fists, or perhaps music, chess, calligraphy, or painting.
He simply followed his heart.
WHOOSH!
He slowly and deliberately settled into a stance. Within his every move, every punch and kick, there was not the slightest hint of power.
His every movement seemed even softer and more listless than the elderly folks practicing Tai Chi in the parks on Blue Star, his former world.
But if a Cultivation Expert were to observe from a distance, they would discover something.
When Su Bai practiced his Fist Technique, his body was in harmony with the heavens, the earth, and all of creation. With every punch and kick, it was as if the world itself actively resonated with him.
It seemed that with his every punch and kick, the vast expanse of stars moved in concert, twinkling and fading in rhythm.
And beneath his tranquil exterior, an indescribable and terrifying power seemed to lie dormant.
At a certain moment, Su Bai raised his gaze, peering into the boundless night sky.
Far in the infinite distance, streaks of fiery light burst forth, streaking toward the depths of the earth.
It was a meteor shower that seemed to cover the sky, on a scale rarely seen even once in a millennium.
And as the endless rain of fire streaked across the night sky, an unnameable presence flashed through the world.
WHOOSH!
Su Bai slowly withdrew his fist. Deep within his eyes, visions of mountains and rivers seemed to flash by.
’Only five years, and It’s already found out?’
For an ordinary person, five years is a long time.
But for a Cultivator, it is not so long.
And for a world with an unknown lifespan...
It’s utterly insignificant.
To have discovered something was amiss so quickly... one could only imagine how strict "It’s" surveillance of this world truly was.
Of the five God-Sealing Platforms he had envisioned, only one was complete.
Although Huaisheng Daoist had already reached the Eastern Continent, a God-Sealing Platform could not be built in a day.
’And this rain of fiery meteors is aimed at me!’
Su Bai knew this for a fact.
In fact, if his aura hadn’t been diffused among the mountains and all of creation, what descended from the sky might not have been a rain of fiery meteors, but roiling thunderclouds crackling with destructive energy, ready to bombard the Da Yu Capital City.
However, he was also a bit curious.
’How exactly will It deal with me?’
With his current Cultivation, no ordinary natural disaster could destroy him—not landslides and earthquakes, not supervolcanic eruptions, boundless tsunamis, endless meteor showers, or even a planetary collision.
The only exceptions would be cosmic-level disasters capable of annihilating this world entirely—a supernova, the death of a star, or an exploding galaxy.
Otherwise, if even one person were to survive in this world, it would surely be him!
𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
The ancients had a saying: control the Celestial Emperor to command the warlords.
And now, he would hold the world itself hostage to defy Heaven!
This was the source of Su Bai’s confidence.
And once all five God-Sealing Platforms were complete and the Divine Dao System was established, he would have this world held firmly in his grasp.
Perhaps then, the tables would be turned!
As Su Bai saw it, this rain of fiery meteors was merely the prelude to It’s attack.
At that moment, Su Bai stood atop the high platform, hands clasped behind his back. His gaze was profound as he spoke to the empty air:
"How do you intend to deal with me?"
Su Bai didn’t know how many trump cards It held.
But he was certain It had more than he could imagine.
The Nine Layers of Immortal Punishment, the Thunder Tribulation, all the Demon Ghosts in the world, the Seven Heroes and Three Li, and even every Cultivator under the heavens—any and all of them could be Its subsequent moves.
Therefore, even someone like him, when facing the formless, thoughtless "Heaven," could only react to its moves one at a time.
However, he was not afraid. He even felt a hint of anticipation rise in his heart.
"Amitabha Buddha."
A golden light pierced the dawn within the night sky. The Rebirth Buddha Venerable strode through the air and landed upon the God-Sealing Platform.
An existence in the Feather Transformation Realm, having achieved the Unity of Perfect Divine Soul, could vaguely perceive many things.
In fact, if not for the Netherworld Venerable Master having disrupted the Celestial Secret, a simple divination would be all that was needed to discern the truth of many matters.
To most people, this rain of fiery meteors was nothing out of the ordinary.
But for a True Master above the Feather Transformation Realm, it was a different matter entirely.