Chapter 1084 Culmination of Turbidity

The most crucial point within the Turbid World was the ceaseless clash of sword intent and overbearing force. The exchanges occurred at a speed imperceptible to ordinary eyes, and even rare powerhouses struggled to follow the intricacies of their moves. Only the increasingly turbulent primordial energy clashes testified to the scale of the confrontation.

The Turbid World Great Lord abandoned his past tactics of intricate planning and manifold changes.

He relinquished the notion of only acting when he had secured an absolute advantage.

Instead, he threw himself into the brutal close-quarters combat, each punch landing squarely, each move ferocious, a life-or-death struggle. Every punch, every kick, every move became purer, each strike bringing greater peace of mind, almost like a pilgrimage.

Each punch shattered a part of himself—fear, worry, indulgence, arrogance.

He shattered these aspects of himself, becoming clearer and more invincible. His final punch was nearly pristine, landing with a force that even bent the Qingping Sword in Wei Yuan's hand, a weapon of considerable quality, into an alarming curve.

But he withstood it.

Even the Turbid World Great Lord showed a hint of surprise.

This was undoubtedly the Turbid World's strongest punch, yet this Yuanshi Tianzun had managed to block it, unscathed by its immense power. Wei Yuan's expression remained calm. The Great Lord's fist carried waves of immense power, transformed from its previous state.

Shedding its superficiality, it possessed a vastness akin to Hun Tian itself.

But as the power flowed through him.

The Yuanshi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun Dharma Aspects manifested within Wei Yuan's body.

Then, they shifted and changed.

I am [Supreme].

Thus, part of the boundless power flowed to the [Cause of All Fruits], and the other part transformed into [Annihilation of All Laws].

Wei Yuan truly understood the function of the Supreme cultivation he had comprehended, how it should be used, rather than simply using the Supreme realm as a foundation to harmonize the conflicting Yuanshi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun cultivations. Either of these cultivations alone was enough to dominate the world.

Together, they elevated Wei Yuan's cultivation realm to the threshold of the top tier of the Ten Great Peaks.

Not to mention the additional Supreme cultivation.

Only sufficient power could allow Wei Yuan to feel the pressure.

And only such an immense, almost despairing pressure could force Wei Yuan to instinctively mobilize all his power, causing the forces of beginning and end to erupt simultaneously, suppressing each other, allowing the Supreme cultivation to flow and change, thus being tempered and refined—the Supreme acts without action, harmonizing with the world.

If he did not temper this realm at this time, unlocking its latent potential.

The [Supreme Cultivation] might ultimately be only used for harmonization.

Just like the Taiji Yin and Yang, flowing and changing, Yin giving birth to Yang, Yang giving birth to Yin. When a Clear World powerhouse attained enlightenment, they would leave a Great Dao imprint in the Turbid World. And at this moment, the Turbid World Great Lord's enlightenment also influenced Wei Yuan, adding new changes to the profound [Supreme Realm].

The Turbid World Great Lord's power dissipated almost instantly like mud entering the sea.

And the reversal of the Cause of All Fruits allowed Wei Yuan's aura to expand again.

And the Annihilation of All Laws flowed and gathered onto the Qingping Sword. With a clear sword cry, the white-haired Daoist held the sword in his right hand, his left hand running his fingers along the spine. The Qingping Sword, which had been bent into an alarming arc, straightened instantly, a burst of sharpness erupting, then thrust forward, aiming a uniquely ingenious move at the Great Lord.

But the Great Lord's realm was nearly perfect at this moment.

He relied on the dense and exaggerated foundation around him to block Wei Yuan's sword.

The Qingping Sword curved.

The Turbid World Great Lord also sensed the profound changes in Wei Yuan's body. He gazed at Wei Yuan and said:

"Five thousand years of foundation and cultivation."

The Great Lord said calmly, "Too shallow."

Then he clenched his five fingers, forcibly shattering the Qingping sword intent. The fragments of the Qingping sword intent were actually kneaded into that condensed aura. Then he raised his hand, and layers of new rules seemed to appear in the sky, forming a huge barrier, pushing forward with a heavy, thick feeling.

Like the sky falling, the earth collapsing.

The white-haired Daoist's expression was calm.

Sensing the immense pressure, the Supreme realm within him was operating faster and faster.

The Supreme Water Virtue takes the form of a cup when placed in a cup, and the form of a bowl when placed in a bowl. But if it is on the earth, rushing into the sea, it is like another scene. This is a mysterious cultivation that can change with external experiences, and at this moment it has almost reached its limit.

Wei Yuan looked at the Great Lord's near-enlightened move, but his heart was peaceful.

He could block it.

This was not a boast.

But a near-intuitive certainty.

Tempering was not one-way.

He straightened his back, the long sword losing its sharp edge, faintly possessing a simple and unadorned feeling, like walking step by step along a small path paved with bluestone to the mountain, pushing open the door covered with ivy and clear moss. Outside the door was just ordinary humanity, simple and serene.

Just as Wei Yuan was about to draw his sword.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and stars appeared, deep and hollow. A youth in black robes appeared above the Turbid World, so overbearing that even though this was the Turbid World, a world not his own, his presence still allowed starlight to flow down, causing the stars from the Clear World to appear one by one.

Starlight, cold, quiet.

Yet also domineering, forceful, opening and occupying the Turbid World, as if where I stand is ten thousand miles of sky, and all the stars.

Starlight fell, ethereal like a dreamlike mist.

Then, the mist was suddenly dispelled!

By a powerful force, piercing through space at an incredible speed. In the hazy starlight mist, a huge figure seemed to appear, and then instantly broke through the mist, turning into two huge palms, the palms seemingly made of the hardest rock in the world, giving a sense of heaviness.

The ten fingers clasped together.

Instantly enclosing Wei Yuan and protecting him in the palm of his hand.

The Turbid World Great Lord's move and this one clashed, causing the pair of palms, which seemed to be the largest in the world, to tremble violently, but did not cause more damage, because a figure had descended from the sky, casually stepping on the immense fist force.

Then he directly shattered this move of the Turbid World Great Lord, causing him to crash heavily on the ground. 138 Kanshu Net

The earth cracked, and smoke filled the air.

Then it was suppressed by the storm swept up by a casual flick of the sleeve.

The Heavenly Emperor shook his sleeves, his left hand behind his back, standing on the huge palm, his eyes indifferent as he looked down at the Great Lord.

In the void, amber-colored threads of time flowed and intertwined, as if embodying the years and all the laws. All living beings and objects could not escape time, and at this moment time turned into a real giant network, weaving the final outcome of all beings, shrouded over all things that would be annihilated.

The Turbid World Great Lord did not say that because the enemy appeared at this moment, he had to maintain his undefeated momentum.

Standing alone, his left sleeve empty, his body still bearing huge scars left by Wei Yuan's sword intent, but he was more difficult to ignore, more calm and serene than before when they were fighting, than that Great Lord who looked dignified and powerful, always maintaining his own status.

And facing the appearance of the Heavenly Emperor, facing the moves of Mount Buzhou and Zhu Jiuyin.

The Turbid World Great Lord looked deeply at Wei Yuan and the Heavenly Emperor.

Finally, he just smiled and saluted with one hand, then turned around.

His sleeves flowed, his left arm still empty, step by step he left directly.

Exposing his entire back without fear, step by step, steadily shaking.

But as if carrying an entire world on his back, he was so calm and heavy. He was walking there, but it seemed that he was not below Wei Yuan and the others, but facing each other on an equal footing. Buzhou Mountain's palm opened, and Wei Yuan saw the back of the Turbid World Great Lord. In the previous battle, Wei Yuan obtained the Supreme realm after tempering, and the Turbid World Great Lord had truly brushed away the dust in his heart.

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The Great Lord's return this time was not as grand as before. He almost returned quietly and alone.

Then he returned alone to his throne. He looked through the advice left by the foundation of the Turbid World, including suggestions for conquering the territories of the Heavenly Demons, plans for training Turbid World generals, and also mentioned the disposal of Lü Fengxian. Finally, the Turbid World Great Lord quietly finished reading the last words and put away the jade slip.

He walked alone in this palace, in this palace that had existed for so long.

Only those gods and demons who had lived in the Turbid World for a long time knew the origin of this palace. And the characteristics of the Turbid World gods and demons determined that they would constantly kill each other for their own interests, constantly provoke battles, become stronger quickly, and then fall faster.

So the origin of this palace was actually a vague legend in the Turbid World. In fact, this was not originally a palace.

But it was the place where the Turbid World Great Lord fought with Hun Tian. And the defeated Turbid World Great Lord left his memories, his past defeats, and everything else here, using this extravagant and majestic palace that demonstrated the Turbid World Great Lord's demeanor to suppress it.

The Turbid World Great Lord clenched his five fingers, and a scroll appeared in the void.

This scroll was extremely delicate and mysterious, revealing an unspeakable aura. It was not written with a pen, but with the soul, with the brand left between heaven and earth. The main body of the scroll was mostly blank, with only one person in the middle, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe with a peaceful and simple temperament, with a simple and ordinary appearance. The Turbid World Great Lord looked at the imprint on this scroll for a long time.

Then, with a shake of his hand, the pure opposing energy directly tore the scroll in half.

He threw the portrait on the ground, and then burned it to ashes.

He held wine in his hand, and strong wine was sprinkled into the flames.

He sighed:

"Hun Tian..."

"I'm not afraid of you anymore."

From this day on, the Turbid World Great Lord locked himself in the palace for three days.

When he left, the Turbid World Great Lord used boundless power to move the entire Kunlun Ruins, and transformed the Kunlun Ruins into his left arm.

Since then, both his body and mind have been complete.

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And Wei Yuan, who was recuperating, was originally in seclusion, pondering the mysteries of the [Supreme Realm]. He heard the teacher's words outside, and got up to leave, but after only two steps, his body suddenly stiffened, and his eyes instantly became empty and deep, almost like the primordial Qi vortex of the Turbid World that has not been destroyed or transformed for thousands of years—

A huge force of karmic feedback.

Wei Yuan saw the illusory image presented by karma before his eyes.

That was a battle with no reservations, a fight between you and me that would not give in!

That was the picture of using my body to temper everything of the Turbid World Great Lord.

And Wei Yuan's last thought was:

The Turbid World's karma is also on me.

That is to say—

[Forcing the Turbid World's foundation to death, and then using his own swordsmanship to force the Turbid World Great Lord to face himself, and regain a complete state of mind]

Karma, concluded.

In the next moment, a huge karmic torrent appeared, completely no less vast than enlightening the Tongtian Daoist.

It suddenly swept back and directly engulfed Wei Yuan.

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