I Pick up a Lost Godhood

The purpose of the Eye of Truth was to raise one’s arrows to the opponent’s limit and perceive their weaknesses. But what if there were no weaknesses to perceive? What if the opponent’s limit exceeded this fatty’s own capabilities?

Zhang Xiaojiang’s Blast Bow was at full draw. Wu Wang licked his lips and advanced on Zhang Xiaojiang step by step, his gaze filled with pressure.

’My Earth Escape Skill is sealed, the Blast Bow is useless... My only hope is the Eye of Truth!’

When the Eye of Truth appeared, the attention of powerful figures in the crowd, like Mingren and Lin Jinghao, sharpened.

It was an exceptionally powerful ability.

The Blast Bow fired!

With the Eye of Truth, the Blast Bow itself didn’t change much, but the feel of the arrow was completely different.

It was incredibly focused!

Just as Wu Wang had arrogantly claimed, his Heavenly Demon Talisman Array indeed had no flaws, but that didn’t make it invincible.

Using the Eye of Truth, Zhang Xiaojiang’s attacks took on an air of control and confidence as he bombarded Wu Wang with arrow after arrow.

Wu Wang, of course, wouldn’t just sit there and wait to die. He continued to press forward, unleashing one Talisman Array after another.

But Zhang Xiaojiang intercepted every single Talisman Array with unerring accuracy.

Talismans were not so easily blocked, especially Wu Wang’s Ghost Talismans.

Every arrow directly shattered a Ghost Talisman. In Zhang Xiaojiang’s eyes, every Ghost Talisman had a weak point, and his Blast Arrow only needed to hit it.

Dozens of exchanges flew by in an instant. Wu Wang’s Ghost Talismans were completely suppressed. This was something that had never happened since Wu Wang first made his name. His Ghost Talismans were famous for being bizarre and unpredictable. It was considered impressive if a powerful Bow Cultivator or Sword Cultivator could occasionally break a few. Throughout Wu Wang’s career, no one had ever gotten the better of his Ghost Talismans. No Cultivator had ever encountered such intractable Talismans.

BOOM...

One Blast Arrow after another struck the Heavenly Demon Talisman Array with perfect accuracy.

POP...

Wu Wang’s expression changed drastically. Another silver light shot toward him. Wu Wang suddenly spread his arms, and black energy surged to the heavens.

POP...

The Heavenly Demon Talisman Array exploded in a chain reaction, and the silver light shot toward Wu Wang.

This was Zhang Xiaopang’s classic calculation. In the midst of his assault, he had opened a gap in the Heavenly Demon Talisman Array but hadn’t completely broken it, allowing his opponent to cling to a sliver of hope. This next arrow would be the killing blow.

But Wu Wang was Wu Wang, after all.

Black energy roiled as his Elemental Power completely transformed. A thick aura of death rippled through the sky.

Wu Wang emerged from the black flames. In his hand, Zhang Xiaojiang’s fatal arrow was quickly corroded into nothing.

"Little Fatty, you will pay a heavy price for your struggle. Sometimes, a quick surrender is such a blissful thing."

Behind Wu Wang was an endless expanse of black energy, from which emanated ceaseless wails of agony. Slowly, one after another, the images of malevolent ghosts condensed within the black energy.

The Night Parade of Hundred Demons Holy Statue.

This was one of the Star Alliance’s most famous Holy Statues, and very few had ever truly witnessed the power of the Night Parade of Hundred Demons.

At that moment, spectral, malevolent ghosts broke away from the Holy Statue and lunged at Zhang Xiaojiang.

The Night Parade of Hundred Demons Holy Statue was an offensive type. The entire Other Shore Dueling Platform transformed into a world of malevolent ghosts. The sky grew darker, as if light itself was being devoured.

When the Hundred Demons Parade at Night, the living must flee.

The most terrifying and absolute aspect of the Night Parade of Hundred Demons Holy Statue was that it was a pure Heart Spirit Attack. Elemental Power attacks were useless against it!

This was a truly heaven-defying feat. Across the entire Star Alliance, those who could cultivate their Heart Spirit to such a degree could be counted on one hand. Even those who specialized in Heart Spirit cultivation couldn’t compare to the Night Parade of Hundred Demons.

To describe it in Wu Wang’s own words, it was a gang rape—a gang rape by the Hundred Demons!

That’s why surrendering meekly earlier would have been such a blissful thing!

Zhang Xiaojiang’s Blast Arrows erupted in countless bursts of light, but they were useless. Even his powerful Elemental Power could only momentarily hinder the Hundred Demons, which were now swarming and surrounding him.

Zhang Xiaojiang’s Eye of Truth was indeed formidable. Even now, he managed to find a gap and fire an arrow at Wu Wang.

’Since it’s useless against the ghosts, I have to attack his real body.’

A massive ghost appeared in front of Wu Wang. The moment it blocked the arrow, Wu Wang caught it. Black energy enveloped the arrow, dissolving it into specks of light.

"Struggle! Keep going! This is my favorite part of the show!"

Wu Wang sneered. The more fighting spirit his opponent showed, the better. The struggles of the prey only brought more pleasure to the hunter.

Zhang Xiaojiang could only retreat, but soon he had nowhere left to run. In Starlight City, the Holy Hall Disciples fell silent. Liuu Mei was so worried that tears were about to fall.

The Night Parade of Hundred Demons was a completely unreasonable power. In this Other Shore battle, Zhang Xiaojiang either had to surrender, or he would die.

Zhang Xiaopang was using his speed to evade, but unfortunately, the range of Wu Wang’s Night Parade of Hundred Demons Holy Statue was immense. Moreover, Wu Wang himself was an expert, toying with Zhang Xiaojiang like a cat playing with a mouse. The Hundred Demons were invincible.

Wu Wang was waiting for an opportunity to devour Zhang Xiaojiang directly. Such a powerful soul would definitely strengthen his ghosts.

Surrendering immediately was now his only option.

"The kid’s going to have to surrender, or it’s over," Fan Ru sighed. He was already very satisfied with Fan Hong’s performance and wasn’t too concerned with the outcome. The Dharma Flower Sect’s objectives had been fully achieved.

It seemed the Holy Hall had reached its limit. Zhang Xiaojiang was quite good—in fact, Fan Ru felt the same way. It was just a pity that there was always a higher mountain to climb, and the difference in power was vast by comparison.

Zhang Xiaojiang was still struggling. His Blast Arrows continued to hold back the advancing ghosts, but the Elemental Power consumption was immense. At this rate, he would die of exhaustion.

Wu Wang was clearly not using his full strength, nor did he want to reveal more of his techniques too early. After all, there were more opponents to come. Having to use the Night Parade of Hundred Demons Holy Statue was already beyond his expectations.

More and more sweat beaded on Zhang Xiaojiang’s head, and his movements began to slow.

Jii Wanli, for his part, was feeling rather pleased. He glanced at Wang Meng and the other Holy Hall Beings, but their expressions were still calm.

Honestly, at this stage, their calmness was starting to really annoy Jii Wanli. ’Only seasoned, battle-hardened veterans who are completely confident in victory could maintain such composure. How dare a bunch of guys like them come to the Pure Land and act so cool, stealing my spotlight!’

Jii Wanli was very familiar with Wu Wang’s Night Parade of Hundred Demons. Unless one was skilled in ferocious Heart Spirit Attacks, it was a dead end. He himself was an exception, of course. His speed was the one thing that could break through the Night Parade of Hundred Demons Holy Statue and directly attack the user’s body.

Nothing is indestructible; only speed is absolute!

But Zhang Xiaojiang definitely didn’t have that kind of speed.

The Eye of Truth was completely useless.

All the ghosts closed in as Wu Wang gave the final order to devour Zhang Xiaojiang.

Suddenly, the stoic Mingren smiled. Lin Jinghao stopped fanning himself. And the fatty’s silver eyes lit up.

The Eye of Truth was ineffective.

But the Blast Bow suddenly turned a pure silver. Or more accurately, a silver light was spreading across Zhang Xiaojiang’s entire body. A silver fatty!

The most crucial part was the silver light gathering on Zhang Xiaojiang’s Blast Bow.

Never mind the various Sect Leaders and experts; even Vast Sea was stunned. ’...How is this possible???’

’Is this a condensed Heart Spirit attack, something only usable by those above the Great Perfection realm???’

Before reaching Great Perfection, the Heart Spirit was immature. It was considered impressive enough to manage defense and simple Spiritual Bursts. A materialized Heart Spirit attack should never appear in the Minor Perfection realm!!!

VMMMM...

A seemingly solid silver light pierced the darkness, penetrated one ghost after another, and directly struck a slow, hunched-over old ghost hiding among the Hundred Demons.

BOOM...

The silver arrow, as if it were solid, struck the old ghost.

Wu Wang let out a heaven-shaking scream. That was the soul-eye of his Night Parade of Hundred Demons Holy Statue.

’This is absolutely impossible! No one in the Minor Perfection realm can use a materialized Heart Spirit attack!!!’

The Night Parade of Hundred Demons came to a halt. Zhang Xiaojiang wasn’t in a hurry. The reason he had been dodging and blocking so desperately was to find the formation’s nexus within the Night Parade. For such a large-scale controlled Holy Statue, either every single ghost was a solid entity, or there was a single nexus point.

No matter how well it was hidden, no matter how chaotic the scene, nothing could interfere with the current Zhang Xiaojiang and his Eye of Truth.

He, Zhang Xiaojiang, was no longer the useless fatty he once was.

Light gathered on the Blast Bow, and another silver arrow appeared. This was Zhang Xiaojiang’s most powerful trump card: the Heart Spirit Arrow!

After suppressing the Demon Statue’s rampage and surviving the most difficult ordeal, Zhang Xiaopang felt as if he had shed a layer of skin. He had comprehended the Eye of Truth and gained immense power.

After one exhausting battle, Zhang Xiaopang had asked Wang Meng, "With this kind of power, can I fight my way through the battles at the Other Shore and get a good result?"

Wang Meng had smiled and shaken his head. "It’s not enough. With just this, you can defeat ordinary experts at best, but you won’t be able to stand against the truly powerful. At the highest level, one must have no weaknesses. That means your Elemental Power and Heart Spirit must be equally strong, and you must be equally skilled in both offense and defense."

"Heart Spirit Attacks? I’ll master them!" Zhang Xiaojiang had declared with absolute resolve.

Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang had known each other for a long time. Up until that point, it was the first time Zhang Xiaojiang had proactively asked to challenge himself with something so difficult.

The very first time ever.

To temper his Heart Spirit, especially for Zhang Xiaojiang to condense it into an Arrow of Heart Spirit, Wang Meng’s training method was barbaric and explosive. He would continuously bombard Zhang Xiaojiang with his own Heart Spirit, first strengthening Zhang Xiaojiang’s, but how to actually form the Arrow of Heart Spirit was up to Zhang Xiaojiang himself. No one could help him with that.

At this moment, the fatty standing amidst the Night Parade of Hundred Demons straightened his back. The silver arrow’s light was restrained, looking quite ordinary on the surface, yet the noisy chatter that had filled the Other Shore Battlefield fell silent.

The Sect Leaders had been bored. The Night Parade of Hundred Demons had completely controlled the field, and they had lost interest. Idle chatter was the only thing left to do.

But this fatty had made them shut their mouths.

Wu Wang was shocked, furious, and afraid all at once. But desperation bred viciousness. His Elemental Power surged mightily, pushing him to the Peak of the Fourth Layer of Minor Perfection. The influx of Elemental Power allowed the Hundred Demons to resume their assault. The old ghost gripped the silver arrow and viciously pulled it out, shattering it into silver light.

Zhang Xiaojiang’s arrow of light was still gathering power. Wu Wang no longer cared about holding anything back. All the malevolent ghosts bared their fangs and revealed their frenzied nature. He was going to tear Zhang Xiaojiang to pieces!

"Fatty, get back!"

"Fatty, don’t be scared! I’ll block for you!"

"Zhang Xiaojiang, stop trying to be a hero! Damn it, get behind me!"

As long as his brothers were there, he never had to be afraid. Someone would always stand in front of him. But after the battle with the Demon Spirit, he, Zhang Xiaopang, had hoped that one day—just one day—he could be the one to stand in front of his brothers.

He was a man!

The charge of the Hundred Demons reached Zhang Xiaojiang, blocking his view, but he still didn’t move. The old ghost hadn’t emerged yet.

The closest malevolent ghost was already upon Zhang Xiaojiang. The old ghost revealed only a sliver of itself.

A chunk of his flesh was torn away, but Zhang Xiaojiang’s expression didn’t even twitch.

In that moment, for him, time had frozen.

Finally, visible through a gap between five ghosts, the old one appeared.

VMMMMMMMMMM~~~~

A silver arrow tore through the darkness.

BOOM...