Chapter 1315 - 722: Absolute Heaven and Earth (Double - )
The sword momentum was like a rainbow.
From the entrance of the hall towards its depths, the mighty Sword Intent world, carrying the Unenlightened Resentment, swept straight through, passing over the Glazed Light pillar, passing over the Ever-Burning Flame, until it smashed the Throne of Light to pieces.
The aura around the Purity Saintess trembled violently, and in that instant, it was too late to stop it.
The entire Bright Hall shook violently.
The glaze began to peel off, the light began to wane, and one could only see that at the moment the majestic Throne of Light was struck by the Sword Intent, it did not produce a earth-shattering sound, but rather a heart-wrenching silence.
The glazed giant pillars supporting the hall bore the brunt, and the originally slowly flowing liquid light within them suddenly became violent and chaotic. Soon, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the smooth glazed surface, and large chunks of glowing glazed fragments fell off like lifeless scales.
The dome began to twist and collapse violently, and the light visibly thinned. The Unenlightened Resentment, like leeches or Jiao Dragons, devoured back and forth.
The light flickered on and off, struggling, and after several violent flickers, countless lamp flames extinguished with a "puff," turning into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipating.
The entire Bright Hall, like the Heavenly Person undergoing the Five Declines, grew only darker, while the light diminished.
In this scene of heaven and earth upturned, the radiance around the Purity Saintess flickered violently under the impact of the Bright Hall’s collapse, like a lonely boat in a raging sea. She looked at Chen Yi, and for the first time, a kind of indescribable emotion was clearly reflected on the face formed by the light source, neither anger nor fear, but a profound compassion and understanding.
Dragging the Outer Heaven Demon to this place was nothing more than a dying struggle, a gamble for the last sliver of hope.
"Why... such mutual destruction."
The Purity Saintess sighed softly, her face void of sorrow or joy, as she had long discarded the ten emotions and eight sufferings of mortals, and having reached the Nirvana Realm, all she gave was a low sigh.
The words to be said were not yet fully spoken. When the time span of an incense stick would be exhausted, she would be willing to share the Bright Hall’s throne with him, to resist Xu Qi together, knowing that after the True Heavenly Person dealt with her, Chen Yi would be next. Their alliance, along with the Resentment Demon Master, would be enough to drive Xu Qi back.
However, he was too short-sighted, seeing only what was before him.
The Bright Hall was already on the verge of collapse, no longer necessary to linger, and as the River of Time remained open, the Purity Saintess intended to turn and leave, escaping the Bright Hall, going against the flow of the River of Time.
But she suddenly stopped.
Chen Yi stood with his sword, surrounded by circulating Unenlightened Resentment, the entire Bright Hall glowing scarlet, as if consumed by the flames of a burning city, rapidly perishing. Under the refracted light, a halo of flickering gold appeared above his head. He looked at the collapsing Bright Throne, at the declining hall, now standing before the hall as if waiting.
The Bright Hall, neither brick nor tile, neither place nor site, surpassing human worlds, was omnipotent, unmatched, and eternal. At this moment, he viewed this Ming Venerable’s abode, seemingly contemplative.
A moment later, as the Bright Hall neared complete collapse, he slowly raised his sword.
The Sword Intent world slowly spread outwards, encompassing the collapsing glazed fragments, engulfing the flames within the burning hall, seeping into every crack of brick and tile. The once dazzling Bright Hall, like the Heavenly Person during the Five Declines, could no longer resist, and the flickering radiance was a feeble struggle.
His Sword Intent world entirely enveloped the Bright Hall, and the entire hall gradually shattered within this world, transforming into endless brilliance, merging into the sky, becoming stars, and a full sun shone in the sky.
The Purity Saintess was already shocked beyond words.
He was... absorbing the Bright Hall’s brilliance into himself.
He was not becoming the Ming Venerable, but was instead...
Creating the Ming Venerable.
.........
Xu Qi stood outside the River of Time, waiting quietly.
This man, revered as the True Heavenly Person, in blue attire, always did everything with a sense of precision.
In this Jianghu where everyone thought of fame and fortune, where it was a place of life and death struggles, today’s "you destroyed my whole family, thirty years later I destroy yours" stories were constantly played out. In the end, Xu Qi, who understood when to stop, seemed not to know when it was too much.
Sitting on the Great Heavenly Mountain for sixty years, his Martial Arts Cultivation remained unfathomable. He was neither as sharp as Wu Buxu, who could cut down immortals, nor as persistent as Wei Gang, who climbed the mountain three times to reach a higher level. Xu Qi never had the thought of looking down on the world’s martial artists, nor ever had the thought of coming off the top.
Compared to those Jianghu heroes who often stirred the winds and clouds, Xu Qi was undoubtedly a transcendent Heavenly Person.
No one expected that this man, who once punched Wu Buxu off his pedestal along with his sword on Cloud Summit, would remain as still as a mountain or a stone, never again entering the mortal realm nor longing for Jianghu. After all, even the world’s second-ranking Wei Gang had a deep bond with the Western Jin Royal Family.
Years ago, among the top ten of the Martial Arts List, countless people placed their hopes in the nine others, as if hoping for a tall building to fall with a crash, a wealthy man to see his family destroyed. No one imagined someone could topple them. However, since drawing evenly with the Bodhisattva Sword and being revered as the True Heavenly Person, no one has ever been able to match Xu Qi.
This slender and clear-featured man stood alone at the peak of the Great Heavenly Mountain, calmly observing the human world. Wei Gang challenged his fists, Zhou Yitang sought the way, the Broken Swordman sought swords. Seven of the top ten on the Martial Arts List visited the mountain, yet the result was invariably the same. Moreover, those martial geniuses who managed to climb the mountain came not for a duel with him, but rather as devoted followers worshipping, believing that a moment discussing martial arts with him was a great fortune.