I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Wu Wang couldn’t believe his eyes. He stared at the arrow protruding from his chest. That old ghost was his cultivated Life Soul eye, the key to controlling his Hundred Demons. He had been so confident. No one in the world should have been able to locate the old ghost amidst his Hundred Demons assault. Even if they got lucky, they would never have an opportunity to attack it. Besides, who was even skilled in Heart Spirit Attacks?!

But...

The Hundred Demons scattered, leaving Wu Wang with a look of utter disbelief. He was the Ghost Crown Prince! A powerhouse watched by countless eyes! He was supposed to make it to the very end of the Battle of the Other Shore! He was destined to stand at the apex of the Star Alliance!

Across from him, Zhang Xiaojiang was covered in wounds. The Hundred Demons’ attack had still reached him in that final moment, likely tearing off quite a bit of flesh.

But Zhang Xiaojiang’s blood-soaked face was perfectly calm. In that last moment, he had finally done it.

THUD...

Wu Wang fell. The Ghost Crown Prince’s path to becoming the Ghost King was cut short. It was questionable whether he could even recover from this arrow.

Everyone, including the Sect Leaders, was stunned. One hundred percent of the spectators had thought Wu Wang would win. No one believed Zhang Xiaojiang could win. Not a single Cultivator from the five great cities, not even the Demon Race, thought Zhang Xiaojiang would win.

In truth, not even the Holy Hall Beings—Wang Meng, Hu Jing, and the others—could be certain. Zhang Xiaojiang had a fighting chance, but Wu Wang still held the advantage. Life and death were decided in an instant. In that moment, if Zhang Xiaojiang had wavered even slightly, the arrow would have gone astray. The slightest deviation, and he would have been devoured by the Hundred Demons without a trace.

Life and death were decided in an instant.

This was a domineering indifference, something only a Cultivator who had truly walked out of the jaws of death could achieve.

The Sect Leaders saw this unbelievable quality in the Little Fatty.

’To see past life and death at such a young age... how is that possible?’

But they were all wrong. Zhang Xiaopang hadn’t seen past life and death. He valued life even more, cherished it. Because only by living could he be with his brothers!

"Holy Hall’s Zhang Xiaojiang is victorious. An exceptionally outstanding Arrow of Heart Spirit. This Skill Technique is worthy of being called the number one arrow of the younger generation."

The speaker was Vast Sea, the number one person in the Star Alliance!

Liuu Mei’s face was streaked with tears. ’Is this really that pervy fatty?’ she thought. ’The one who spent all day trying to peek at people bathing? The one who would cry and scream over the smallest scratch? The one who always put safety first and would definitely hide in the back during a fight?’

’The number one Bow Cultivator in the Star Alliance?’

Every victor was allowed to say a few words. Zhang Xiaojiang wiped the blood from his face. "If you want to have something you’ve never had, you must do something you’ve never done."

Zhang Xiaojiang calmly thumped his chest. "For the glory of the Holy Hall!"

In an instant, Starlight City erupted. The cheers of the Holy Hall Disciples were like an earthquake. A warrior bathed in blood—this was the spirit of the Holy Hall.

If you want to have something you’ve never had, then you must do something you’ve never done!

Blood was boiling, burning. This was the Holy Hall—unstoppable!

The Ghost Crown Prince, the impossible, the unbeatable—nothing could stop the Holy Hall’s advance.

This was the glory of the Holy Hall!

It was an unbelievable battle. In terms of strength, even with the Arrow of Heart Spirit, Zhang Xiaojiang’s odds of winning were only about ten percent—nearly impossible. But he seized that sliver of an opportunity.

This willpower, this composure, truly shook the Sect Leaders present.

’What level of indoctrination could possibly cultivate such devoted Holy Hall Disciples?’

The Sect Leaders couldn’t figure it out. Fame, fortune, wine, women, wealth, and status—none of those things could push a person to this extent. How could one achieve this kind of perseverance that transcended everything?

Yuu Kunlun, Mo Chen, and the others exchanged a look, seeing the shock in each other’s eyes. Perhaps the true strength of the Holy Hall wasn’t the talent of its disciples, but their almost terrifying unity and willpower.

Zhu Zhun, on the other hand, nodded with great satisfaction. It was obvious that Zhang Xiaojiang’s method of Heart Spirit cultivation originated from his lineage. Anyone who wanted to cultivate their Heart Spirit had to possess the most resilient will; otherwise, they would inevitably succumb to their inner demons!

Zhang Xiaojiang’s victory was a thrilling one, making a definitive declaration: the Holy Hall Disciples were not here to be mere foils. They were here to do the impossible!

After he came down from the stage, Hu Jing immediately took out a Pill. With Ma Tian’Er absent, they didn’t have the aid of the Life Tree Holy Statue.

Zhang Xiaojiang was still standing tall and heroic. Hu Jing shot him a glare. "Alright, you’re off the stage now. Who are you trying to impress?"

"Ah? No one else can see us here?" Zhang Xiaojiang’s face crumpled. "Oh my god, it hurts so much! I’m done for, I’m going to die, I’m going to die!"

"They’re just flesh wounds; they haven’t even reached the bone. Just think of it as losing some weight. Pay attention now. You looked pretty cool up there just now. You’ll probably attract a lot of pretty girls, so don’t ruin it at the last minute."

Hu Jing said with a laugh. Instantly, Zhang Xiaopang struck a cool pose again, looking tall and handsome, just like a martyr bravely facing death.

That arrow was perfectly placed and incredibly accurate. If he had been any slower, the result would likely have been mutual destruction.

Fan Hong was truly clicking his tongue in amazement. "Too incredible. How in the world do they train?"

Fan Ru just smiled. "No need to be envious. If you went through what they’ve been through even once, you’d have died more times than you can count."

Fan Ru was one of the few who knew about the Demon Spirit Secret Realm. An incident of that magnitude should have alerted the entire Star Alliance, and even the power of a whole city would have been insufficient. Yet, in the end, it was completely cleared out by just a few people over three years. One could only imagine what kind of hellish life they had led.

Zhang Xiaojiang’s arrow had left no room for error. From judgment to execution, not a single flaw could be found. In that situation, any flaw meant death.

’Terrifying. As time goes on, these people will become even more terrifying.’

And this Zhang Xiaojiang was definitely not the strongest among the Holy Hall Beings.

Everyone simultaneously turned to look at the other four from the Holy Hall, and a sudden pressure weighed on their hearts.

Throughout the entire battle, their expressions had been far too calm.

Everyone knew their relationship was one of life and death, yet they acted as if they were completely unconcerned. What level of mastery was this?

A wave of jealousy and hatred washed over Jii Wanli. In terms of overall strength, the Holy Hall was no match for him at all. And yet, he was deeply wary of them. For a while, he couldn’t figure out why, assuming it was because of Wang Meng’s strength. But now he knew. It was because of their unity—their willingness to live and die for one another!

’How terrifying!’

’Among his own people, there wasn’t a single person like that. They all come for profit and leave for profit.’

The other four Cultivation Cities burst into fervent discussion. The Holy Hall had mainly been active in Starlight City, so while many there knew of them, they had received little attention from the other cities. Even at the start of the Battle of the Other Shore, people just found it strange that there were so many Holy Hall Disciples. But this one battle made everyone remember their name.

Even Bu Qingyun’s victory, won in an incredibly flashy manner, hadn’t come close to having this kind of impact.

Meanwhile, in Starlight City, the local Cultivators could only watch in envy as the Cultivators from the Four Directions Small Thousand World cheered wildly. Who would have thought that the Four Directions Small Thousand World would produce such a powerful and fierce Sect?

Defeating Wu Wang was definitely the biggest upset of the competition so far.

The Ghost Sect’s Sect Leader had already left his seat. He couldn’t bear to watch any longer. The stares from the surrounding Sect Leaders alone were enough to drive him mad.

The third battle: Suo Ming versus Dangtian.

The Forbidden Hammer had finally met its match. Dangtian was the number one Power Cultivator of the younger generation, the top figure of the Power Sect, and hailed as a once-in-a-century Power Cultivation genius.

Suo Ming’s ability to suppress Magic was completely useless here. Could he deal with Dangtian using pure Body Cultivation Skills?

Another Holy Hall disciple. The Cultivators were still savoring Zhang Xiaojiang’s performance in the previous battle, and now another had appeared. What would the wielder of the Forbidden Hammer, Suo Ming, be like?

Most Cultivators knew Suo Ming for his Life Artifact—a Top-Grade Life Artifact in this Battle of the Other Shore—which had a strong suppressive effect on all kinds of Magic. His Double Hammer Vibration Wave, in particular, could suppress Magic over a large area and was extremely formidable.

But as a Body Cultivator, he had yet to meet a true opponent.

Now, he faced the challenge of a powerful Body Cultivator.

No one was a stranger to the name Dangtian. The Power Sect was the number one Body Cultivator Sect in the Star Alliance, and Dangtian was the Sect Leader’s head disciple, the successor groomed by the Power Sect. On his path here, Dangtian had swept through all his opponents, never meeting his match.

In Starlight City, the Cultivators had yet to come down from the excitement of the last round, and a new challenge was already here. There were quite a few Power Sect disciples in Starlight City.

Feng Jin and his group were there as well. In the past, the idea of a Body Cultivator from the Holy Hall challenging the Power Sect would have been unimaginable. But now, it was actually happening. In a way, that was already a success.

When it came to Dangtian, no one understood him better than Feng Jin. Dangtian’s position in the Power Sect was unshakable. He was a natural-born leader, in terms of both personal charisma and strength. This made him fundamentally different from Zhao Guang. Back in Thunderlight Hall, Zhao Guang’s method for consolidating his position was to eliminate all potential rivals. But Dangtian was different. In the Power Sect, he would actively cultivate rivals!

In the Power Sect, anyone who could defeat him would be treated as the Sect Leader’s disciple. Feng Jin’s own talent was strong, evidenced by his ability to cultivate the Indestructible Golden Body and refine his own body into a Life Artifact. Yet, Feng Jin had no intention of challenging Dangtian. After being framed by Zhao Guang, he had become very cautious upon arriving at the Power Sect, even with his master’s protection. But then, something he found utterly unbelievable happened. After learning of Feng Jin’s talent, Dangtian began to look after him as if he were his closest friend. He gave him the best cultivation resources and even personally guided him, all for the sake of turning him into a threat.

It wasn’t that Dangtian disregarded his opponents; rather, this was his method of cultivation. By using this method, he created a stronger motivation for himself.

And Dangtian was indeed powerful enough to do so. A true genius with wisdom. In the Power Sect, Dangtian absolutely reigned supreme!

Feng Jin considered his own talent to be very strong, but he knew there was still a gap between him and Dangtian. In Dangtian’s hands, all sorts of Body Cultivation Skills were not only mastered to perfection but also evolved in different ways. He had an intimate understanding of every move. Even Feng Jin’s own Indestructible Golden Body posed no threat to him.

Completely suppressing all other Body Cultivators, Dangtian’s sights were set on the Star Alliance, on the high and mighty, infinitely glorious Crown Prince and Princess Faction.

And this Battle of the Other Shore was the one where Dangtian would hammer them off their divine pedestals.

This was the style and pride of a Power Cultivator.

’Among the Holy Hall Disciples, Wang Meng is hard to say; the man is unfathomable. Of the other four, if they were to face Dangtian, Suo Ming would have the worst matchup. Hu Jing’s Holy Statue Strike is still quite threatening. Zhang Xiaojiang is a Bow Cultivator, so he isn’t without a chance of winning. Zhou Qian’s Soul Balance Holy Statue is a pure ability-based attack; if it hits, you can only resign yourself to fate. But Suo Ming is a Body Cultivator. Against Dangtian, he can probably only sigh in despair.’

’It isn’t that I’m overestimating the Power Sect; this has nothing to do with Sect rankings anymore. Dangtian is just that powerful.’

On the Dueling Platform, Suo Ming and Dangtian had both appeared.

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