Chapter 841 - 327: Because I Am the Lord of All Beings
The azure dragon robe swayed in the wind, the cyan dragons on it vivid and lifelike, with sharp eyes staring directly at Fan Wubing.
Jiang Xuan exuded an innate authority. This aura of majesty was not just due to his supreme cultivation or the noble identity as the Emperor of the Shangjing Immortal Dynasty but also a manifestation of an ultimate will endowed upon him.
He looked at Fan Wubing, the last trace of emotion in his eyes fading away. At this moment, he was no longer the flesh and blood Jiang Xuan, but an embodiment devoid of personal desires.
"Do you know what dragon this is?" He asked, adjusting the hem of the dragon robe.
Fan Wubing replied, "The Cyan Dragon, or rather... the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon."
"Exactly. The Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon," Jiang Xuan said, "You must have heard the stories about the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon. Though it’s been too long to confirm whether it was a fabricated myth or a true legend, the ’true dragon will’ it represents is indisputable."
"True dragon will. Are you suggesting you possess the true dragon will?"
Jiang Xuan stated it as an irrefutable reality,
"I have never possessed the true dragon will. Yet, it is undoubtedly heaven’s gift to me, my reliance as the ’Emperor.’
Fan Wubing calmly asked,
"Do you know what the true dragon will truly is?"
Jiang Xuan shook his head, "Only heaven knows. The Dragon Race living on the Demon Continent claims to be descendants of the true dragon. With this title, they have ruled and fought over who indeed possesses the blood of the true dragon for over ten thousand years."
Fan Wubing asked,
"What does this have to do with the Immortal Dynasty’s will?"
Jiang Xuan said,
"Indeed, what’s the correlation? The will... is something indescribable, inexplicable, yet unmistakably perceptible. For twenty thousand years, countless heroes have sought a hopeful path leading into the future. But heaven watches over all. Heaven never punishes those who defy it directly but instead punishes the entire world, thereby letting the defier bear infamy."
His eyes brimmed with lightning,
"This is the power of will! So, Fan Wubing, no matter how profound your cultivation, how vast your realm, if you cannot break through heaven’s will, all your current actions will ultimately transform into disaster and punishment upon the people. You might withstand it, but can the common folk endure?
"So I stand here to stop you."
Fan Wubing suddenly laughed,
"Ah, you all believe the problem lies with heaven. I’ve considered countless times, perhaps you are merely heaven’s hawks and hounds."
Jiang Xuan said,
"Isn’t that the greatest helplessness? The clearer the truth, the more we must be accomplices."
"The world outside is too cruel, thus a Peach Blossom Spring is built within the mountains. Peach Blossom Spring..." Fan Wubing suddenly recalled his youth, as the representative of the Eternal Immortal Sect, entering the Peach Blossom Spring and witnessing scenes from the Dao Ancestor Sect’s ’Record of Peach Blossom Spring.’"
His thoughts exploded like fireworks, muttering,
"Accidentally entering the Peach Blossom Spring... Am I the Wuling Person or the one who wrote the ’Record of Peach Blossom Spring’?"
He took a deep breath and asked Jiang Xuan,
"Do you think you are protecting this world or maintaining heaven’s will?"
Jiang Xuan was silent for a while, his voice carrying a hint of emotion again,
"I wish to be a common person; doing all this is just to welcome my sister’s return."
He evaded Fan Wubing’s question.
Fan Wubing could understand. People in Jiang Xuan’s position cannot be described simply as black or white; they are complex. However, probably everyone has a scale in their heart to judge others, and a sense of concern or attachment to remember who they are.
Jiang Xuan carries a scale in his heart, thus he stands to confront Fan Wubing, testing him to see if he indeed carries ’weight.’
Jiang Xuan also carries a concern for his sister, so when Fan Wubing questions his identity and stance, he responds with ’welcoming his sister’s return.’
The two exchanged truths.
Fan Wubing smiled slightly,
"Since that’s the case, let’s begin."
Jiang Xuan was momentarily stunned. He looked at the smile at the corner of Fan Wubing’s mouth, involuntarily feeling a sense of expectation, yet this expectation was immediately overshadowed by a greater majesty.
"You will fail."
Fan Wubing stepped forward,
"I will not fall before dawn."
This was his resolve.
Jiang Xuan said nothing further, his right hand slowly raised from his waist, drawing the extreme Power of Circulation distributed throughout this world towards him. The cosmic starry sky started spinning centered around him — faster and faster, showing no signs of stopping.
Fan Wubing wasn’t the center of the circulation, yet remained unaffected, continually maintaining equal stature and unchanged distance with Jiang Xuan.
In his eyes, the circulation didn’t accelerate, but maintained consistency.
In the eyes of others, when the circulation turned the celestial stars into luminous halos of uniform texture and extraordinary brightness, Jiang Xuan suddenly disappeared.
Fan Wubing’s gaze sharpened, knowing Jiang Xuan hadn’t vanished, but integrated himself completely into the circulation.
Simply put, at this moment, Jiang Xuan was evenly distributed across every corner of the world.
He was omnipresent.
Fan Wubing heard his voice echoing beside him,
"Fan Wubing, can you keep up with my pace?"
Fan Wubing squinted his eyes,
"How hard can it be!"
Saying this, he too suddenly vanished from where he stood. However, unlike Jiang Xuan, he didn’t distribute himself evenly across the world but transformed into the Power of Circulation from the cosmic deep space, enveloping the entire world. Not only did he achieve omnipresence like Jiang Xuan, he also surpassed Jiang Xuan, able to see his omnipresent figure.