321: Chapter 63: Distant Deity (6K) 321: Chapter 63: Distant Deity (6K) “From nothingness…”
“To nothingness…”
The ancient chanting echoed around the sea of fire, the wooden hut crackled and shattered into countless splinters, suspended in mid-air.
This chant, carrying desolation, sorrow, tremblingly unfolded!
Boom!
The Five-Colored Divine Furnace that sealed the void began to tremble.
Prince Jiu’s expression was one of shock, he watched the scene in disbelief.
His Five-Colored Divine Furnace was a top-tier treasure meant for attaining the Dao of the Yang God!
Such mighty power it had to seal the void was even personally tempered by the Peacock Venerable; ordinary Yin Gods couldn’t possibly break through the suppression of the Divine Furnace!
What exactly was hiding inside this wooden hut?
He had swept the land with his Divine Thought earlier.
He hadn’t sensed any danger…
At this moment.
As the wooden hut shattered, the elderly figure sitting in the wheelchair was at the storm’s epicenter.
She looked up at the sky filled with fire rain, her expression calm, quietly chanting ancient text.
It carried the power to breach the heavens, Tao Rules that rippled out continuously like ripples on water!
Merely ants.
At this time, Prince Jiu confirmed beyond doubt that there was no issue with the results of his earlier Divine Thought probe.
The existence inside the wooden hut was nothing but an ant.
But what Tao Rules were contained within this ancient text?
How could it break through the Five-Colored Divine Furnace?
Shatter the void!
Xie Xuanyi transfixedly watched Shan Man.
The two of them stared at each other from a distance of several yards.
A gentle voice entered his Heart Lake.
“Xie Zhen.”
Shan Man’s Divine Thought, flowing like water, trickled by, brushing against the heartstrings.
“Many years ago, She saved me from chaos and has been singing this ancient chant since.”
The old woman’s face gradually turned pale, yet her eyes brimmed with a smile, as if returning to those early years.
“She taught me to read, to cultivate, to arrange array patterns.”
“She taught me an entire Dao.”
The world is full of hustle and bustle.
Billions seek the Dao, yet only one or two attain it.
Born at dawn, dead by dusk, countless lives pass.
In this world, not all Cultivators need to follow the rules strictly, starting from Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Qi Control, Grotto Heaven, Yin God…
The “Dao” in this world is made by man.
Millions walk it, but it doesn’t mean all are correct.
In the realm of cultivation, there are many stories of “overnight enlightenment, daytime ascension,” but everyone knows that these are just stories.
With the grand Dao above, separated by an insurmountable gap, who can simply reach out and pluck it?
But today.
Xie Xuanyi witnessed this illogical miracle.
From the first meeting, he had sensed that the Qi within the old figure had long been depleted, and through the long years, her Li Mei body had become riddled with holes and lay in tatters.
Even with a true Qi Control or Grotto Heaven level, the power she could wield was no more than Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement.
To retain even a fraction was a stroke of great fortune.
Yet, this broken and battered shell was now erupting with such formidable power.
The Five-Colored Divine Furnace’s sealed void became unstable.
The abstruse ancient text transformed into a ray of azure splendor, soaring to the heavens.
The sound of dragons chanting spread slowly.
This was the “Dao.”
If cicadas born at dawn and dying by dusk could live for sixty years, they too might “comprehend the Dao.”
Xie Xuanyi silently stood enveloped in the countless azure rays, his expression complex as he watched this unfold, recalling the last words spoken by Shan Man.
[“Time to calibrate, it should be about right.”]
The name Shan Man, in ancient text, meant oracle.
The old figure, having dispersed Mu Niu and the Li Mei of Tiesuo Alley, knew what would follow just by letting herself and Qing Li stay here.
For her, it was an immense catastrophe.
If she left Tiesuo Alley.
Even if she could avoid battle with the Centurion…
she would eventually be stopped by Prince Jiu, who “crossed the void.”
With what she now held in her hands, facing Prince Jiu who had brought out the “Five-Colored Divine Furnace.”
What would the outcome be?
Xie Xuanyi had no certainty in her heart.
But now, the azure splendor shot up from the ground, shattering the void sealed by the Five-Colored Divine Furnace!
The old figure stared at Xie Xuanyi, peacefully transmitting her voice: “Go to the Great Yue Well, I will see you off.”
“Whimper…”
Qing Li’s eyes immediately moistened.
She patted Xie Xuanyi’s shoulder, trying to break free, but Xie Xuanyi didn’t let go.
Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath and silently gripped the Protective Stone Talisman.
Where the old figure’s Divine Thought went.
The azure splendor descended, landing on their shoulders, transforming into a column a few inches in diameter, completely enveloping them both.
“How dare you!”
Prince Jiu raged in fury.
Supporting the little furnace, the divine image of the Five-Colored Divine Furnace “slowly” stretched out a palm, flipped it to try and cover the breach in the void, attempting to cut the azure splendor in half—
But in vain, it was futile!
This Dao was a gift from the “True Dragon!”
The palm of the Five-Colored Divine image was pierced directly by the azure splendor!
The towering dharma roared lowly in rage, enraged, it summoned the Divine Furnace to try and crush the two beneath.
But the azure splendor enveloping Xie Xuanyi was indeed like a sword drawn from its sheath, unstoppable, tearing through the barriers of the void, vanishing in an instant.
The azure splendor dissipated.
Tiesuo Alley, already leveled by the great force, became ruins.
Prince Jiu knew that there was no longer any need to continue sealing the void…
The Five-Colored Divine Furnace was broken, the most important “person” had escaped.
And the instigator.
Was now sitting calmly in the wheelchair, gazing at him.
“…”
Prince Jiu’s eyes darkened to the extreme, he withdrew the Five-Colored Divine Furnace, a peerless treasure he used for the Yang God Tribulation.
It turned into a stream of light, slowly embedding into his brow.
His current expression could not simply be described with the word ‘angry’.
The Five-Colored Divine image gradually faded into dimness.
“Do you realize what you’ve done?”
After a long while.
The Prince Jiu suspended in the heavens slowly spoke.