mtlumby2d Chapter 918 The Great Wilderness Scripture
Chapter 918 The Great Wilderness Scripture
After the three giants of Yuanmen fled, the sect was already in a state of panic. Now, it was even more leaderless, and the huge sect no longer had a single capable expert to hold the fort.
Having lost the deterrent protection of the three pillars, Tian Yuanzi, Di Yuanzi, and Ren Yuanzi, the remaining elders, deacons, and inner disciples of the Yuan Sect were already in disarray due to the overwhelming pressure from the Dao Sect. Now, facing Ying Xuanzi's brazen attack, they had no confidence left to resist.
Ying Xuanzi, a genuine expert of the Reincarnation Realm, had accumulated a blood feud with the Yuan Sect for hundreds of years. Previously, due to the confrontation between the sects, he had not completely let go. Now, seeing the opportunity to destroy the Yuan Sect right in front of him, all the anger and murderous aura that had been accumulating in his heart erupted.
He shattered the void with his toes, and the vast reincarnation energy around him swept out like a surging tsunami. Wherever he passed, the space trembled slightly, and the sharp blade formed by the energy pressed straight towards all directions.
Faced with the Yuan Sect elder blocking his way, he didn't even need to use overly complicated martial arts techniques. He simply raised his hand and struck out with a palm. The incomparably powerful Yuan energy was like a mountain pressing down, instantly shattering the opponent's Yuan energy defense and crushing his physical body and soul into the void.
One, two, three... Any Yuanmen elder who dared to step forward to stop him was no match for him.
They either have their heart meridians shattered by the Yuan Power and die on the spot, or their souls are eroded by the power of reincarnation, leaving them limp on the ground with no fighting power left.
Wherever Ying Xuanzi passed, Yuanmen cultivators fell one after another like grass being cut down, their blood staining the bluestone ground in front of the mountain gate. The once solemn and imposing Yuanmen mountain gate had now become a tragic battlefield.
As the Dao Sect members watched their leader's unstoppable advance and rampage across the land, the pent-up frustration and resentment that had been building up in their hearts for a century finally erupted.
The feud between Yuanmen and Daozong is deeply rooted and filled with blood debts.
Senior Zhou Tong's current predicament is still fresh in everyone's mind. Over the years, the Yuan Sect has launched several sieges and ambushes against the Dao Sect, resulting in the deaths of countless fellow disciples at the hands of the Yuan Sect. The sect's reputation has been wantonly trampled upon. The deep-seated hatred is something that cannot be fully described in just a few words.
In the past, due to the overwhelming strength of the Yuan Sect, the Dao Sect could only endure and retreat. But now, with the enemy's lair right in front of them and the opportunity to annihilate their foe within reach, every Dao Sect disciple and elder had a burning fighting spirit in their eyes, and their blood was boiling wildly.
Without needing any further commands, the Dao Sect members simultaneously unleashed their Yuan Power, charging towards the scattered and fleeing remnants of the Yuan Sect like unsheathed swords.
The Daoist disciples, who usually devoted themselves to cultivation, were now fearless and unleashed all their martial arts skills, showing no mercy to their former enemies who had oppressed the sect.
The elders of the Dao Sect used their unique skills to block off all escape routes, giving the remnants of the Yuan Sect no chance to escape or survive.
Shouts of battle, the roar of colliding elemental forces, and screams of agony mingled together, echoing across the entire sky.
The Yuanmen members, who were once arrogant and domineering in the Eastern Xuan Region, were now fleeing in panic like stray dogs, but they could not escape the inescapable net laid by the Dao Sect.
The century-old feud is finally coming to an end. Everyone in the Dao Sect is filled with fighting spirit, as if their blood has been ignited. Every move they make is made with the determination to eradicate the root of the problem, determined to completely uproot this cancer that is plaguing the Eastern Xuan Region.
Xiao Ling no longer paid attention to Ying Xuanzi and the others' killing actions, focusing all his attention on Zhou Tong, who was shrouded in the purifying divine light in front of him.
The Ancestral Stone continuously poured out its pure and holy purifying power, cleansing away the evil demonic energy that had lingered deep within his bones for a hundred years. At the same time, wisps of warm and vast life force slowly overflowed from Xiao Ling's palm, gently flowing into Zhou Tong's broken and decaying body, beginning to repair his flesh and meridians that had been ravaged by the demonic lock.
The next moment, Zhou Tong's body suddenly shone brightly, like a blazing sun rising from the heavens. The dazzling holy light spread out in all directions, and the intense light made the cultivators on the battlefield subconsciously squint their eyes, feeling a stinging sensation in their eyes.
Even though their vision was burning from the intense light, everyone present endured the discomfort and kept their eyes glued to the figure in the center of the sky, unwilling to miss a single breathtaking moment.
click-
A crisp, yet soul-shattering sound suddenly rang out.
The purifying power of the Ancestral Stone merged and converged with Xiao Ling's life essence, transforming into a violent yet gentle torrent of energy that, like a surging river, frantically washed over Zhou Tong's pitch-black skeleton.
The powerful aftershocks of energy spread out, shattering and twisting the void around Zhou Tong, and causing layers of spatial ripples to explode wildly.
The black demonic patterns that clung to the bones and penetrated deep into the marrow crumbled inch by inch under the cleansing power of the dual origins. They peeled off and scattered like withered wood chips, eventually turning into specks of black mist that were completely dissolved by the purifying divine light and dispersed between heaven and earth without leaving a trace.
The remaining demonic energy continued to dissolve and dissipate under the purifying divine light, and a phantom yet clear facial outline slowly condensed on Zhou Tong's skeletal body.
The deathly stillness that had been taut for a century finally relaxed, and a faint smile, both relieved and tinged with endless sorrow, slowly appeared between his brows and eyes.
As the faint black residual demonic energy was continuously forced out and dissipated from the gaps in his bones, the expression on his face became more and more vivid. The pain and imprisonment that had accumulated in his eyes for a hundred years faded away, clearly showing the relaxation and peace of regaining freedom and finally being freed.
But at that very moment, a sudden change occurred.
The black mist that should have dissipated into the world suddenly surged wildly, bursting forth with a violent demonic energy that could destroy the heavens and the earth. Then it transformed into countless black, hair-thin streaks of evil light that shot towards Zhou Tong's body.
Thousands of black lights intertwined and entwined rapidly in mid-air, faintly condensing into a hideous, evil, and demonic lock phantom. With a ruthless intent to perish together, it tightly bound Zhou Tong's broken body, attempting to once again imprison his soul and body, dragging him back into the abyss of darkness from which there is no return.
However, the Ancestral Stone had already recovered to its peak state under Xiao Ling's nourishment, and its power had improved even more than in ancient times. Facing the counterattack of the dying Demon Lock, it was just a piece of cake to crush it, and it was not worth mentioning at all.
The ancestral stone's divine light surged, and its boundless purifying power poured down, precisely enveloping the dying Demon Emperor Lock's main body.
The holy radiance, without the slightest hesitation, melted away the evil magic lock that bound Zhou Tong, just like the blazing sun melting snow, until it was completely annihilated and dissipated, leaving not even a trace of its demonic nature behind.
The instant the Demon Emperor's Lock completely collapsed, a warm yet vast silver light suddenly rose from between Zhou Tong's brows and hovered steadily above his head.
A profound and obscure spatial energy fluctuation slowly spread out; it was the spatial ancestral symbol that had been protecting Zhou Tong's last vestige of life.
At this moment, the silver light seemed to have a spirit, wriggling and trembling slightly, as if celebrating the host's break free from the shackles. The next second, it suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance.
The endless, pure spatial primordial power surged forth like a raging river, flooding into Zhou Tong's broken bones and washing away the layers of flesh and blood that had been tainted by demonic energy for a hundred years.
At the same time, a vast life force poured out from Xiao Ling's palm, gently yet powerfully enveloping his entire skeleton. Nourished by the dual primal forces, tender, vibrant flesh sprouted rapidly on his cold, pale bones at a visible speed. Meridians, internal organs, and flesh regenerated and solidified along the bone veins at an astonishing pace. "Ah—!"
A long howl, carrying with it a century of pain, liberation, and relief, resounded across the sky.
Zhou Tong was completely enveloped in a boundless silver light, and his flesh and skin were covered and formed at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, he was restored from a dilapidated and decaying skeleton to a normal body with an upright posture and the same spirit as before. The figure of that peerless genius of the Dao Sect from a hundred years ago finally returned to the world in its entirety.
Zhou Tong leaped into the air and landed steadily on the ground. He gracefully brought his hands together, forming a mysterious and profound hand seal.
As the hand seal took shape, a profound and mysterious wave, containing the very essence of the annihilation of heaven and earth, slowly rippled from his palm, spreading silently in all directions like endless ripples.
This surge of energy descended from above, eventually crashing deep into the earth beneath our feet.
In an instant, everyone in the arena clearly felt a subtle yet powerful tremor emanating from the ground beneath their feet. The dormant yet awakening force was like a primordial dragon that had been sleeping for millennia, slowly opening its eyes and preparing to unleash its power.
Beneath the earth, a vast and boundless desolate power surged and churned wildly like a flood bursting its banks. The vegetation on the ground withered and died at a visible speed, its vitality instantly drained away.
A desolate and bleak aura, seemingly capable of devouring the life force of all things in heaven and earth, quietly spread and enveloped the entire battlefield.
"All things in heaven and earth have been reduced to desolation!"
"The Great Wilderness Classic".
Xiao Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized this supreme Daoist technique at a glance.
For a century, only Zhou Tong in the Dao Sect's Desolate Hall has truly comprehended and mastered this forbidden superior technique. Since his "fall," even though the sect has preserved the secret manual, no one has been able to touch the essence of this technique.
hum-
A deep, deafening hum resounded throughout the heavens and earth, causing the vast and boundless land to tremble violently. It was as if ten thousand primordial dragons were galloping and roaring deep underground, and streams of desolate energy, vast and silent, devouring life, were frantically converging in the same direction along the earth's veins.
That direction leads directly into the heart of the Yuanmen sect.
Zhou Tong suddenly clenched his fists, and the hand seal was firmly set.
The earth beneath the Yuan Gate could no longer withstand this earth-shattering force and collapsed with a deafening roar!
As everyone stared in disbelief, a massive, thousand-foot-long, jet-black energy pillar, imbued with boundless desolate power, burst through the earth and soared into the sky, seemingly about to pierce the entire heavens.
boom--!!
A deafening roar shook the universe, and the sound waves and energy ripples rolled and spread wildly across the sky. This world-destroying power could be clearly felt even from thousands of miles away.
The violent energy shockwave swept in all directions. The remaining cultivators, palaces, and pavilions of the Yuan Sect were all blown away and crushed like ants in the face of this power. Men and horses were thrown about, and the army was completely routed.
Once Zhou Tong made his move, he left no room for retreat. Rocks crumbled, the world turned upside down, and countless fragments of stone danced and roared in the air. The underground rift valleys crisscrossed and continued to expand and extend.
The once invincible Yuanmen sect's powerful members, along with the sect's foundation that had been entrenched for centuries, were completely buried by the collapsed earth and desolate energy.
A century later, this Daoist prodigy who once single-handedly stormed the Yuan Sect has made his move once more.
This time, he personally annihilated the source of this deep-seated hatred between heaven and earth, leaving no possibility of redemption.
Watching Zhou Tong unleash the devastating, world-destroying power of the Great Desolation Scripture, Xiao Ling couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. He then turned his head to look at Ying Huanhuan and Ling Qingzhu beside him, a faint smile playing on his lips as he spoke.
"This Great Desolation Scripture is quite impressive, and its potential is top-notch. You can also study it in the future. Even if your cultivation reaches a higher level, this martial art can still play a very strong role. It can be considered a rare and top-notch inheritance."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan exchanged a glance, both of them nodding with interest in their eyes.
Just then, an ancient stele, simple and heavy, engraved with ancient runes, suddenly flew out of Ling Qingzhu's sleeve and hovered in mid-air.
It is the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele, which ranks third on the list of ancient divine artifacts.
The monument shimmered faintly, and a hoarse, somewhat obsequious and eager voice immediately rang out with a cheerful laugh.
"If the two young ladies wish to learn this Great Desolation Scripture, I will impart all my knowledge to them! With my personal guidance and instruction, the cultivation effect will surely be twice as good as half the effort, far surpassing the results of self-exploration and comprehension!"
Seeing the once awe-inspiring and revered ancient artifact now displaying such a fawning and obsequious manner, completely devoid of the majesty and grandeur of an ancient treasure, Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but twitch their lips slightly, secretly thinking to themselves, "This Great Wilderness Ancient Stele truly has no airs of an ancient artifact whatsoever."
As for why the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele was on Ling Qingzhu, the reason is simple: it was all a backup plan that Xiao Ling had arranged long ago.
Just as he had left the Ancestral Stone by Ying Huanhuan's side to protect her, he specially entrusted this ancient treasure that controlled the Great Desolate Scripture to Ling Qingzhu's side. This was so that the Great Desolate Ancient Stele and the Ancestral Stone could guide the two women in their cultivation, solidify their foundation, and comprehend their ultimate skills together.
After all, with Xiao Ling's current cultivation level and vision, he no longer needs to worry about many trivial matters. He is also unwilling to spend all his energy on daily teaching and guidance. He always needs to set aside a lot of time to do things that can truly arouse his interest and make him yearn for them.
At that moment, a strange black light suddenly flashed across the sky, followed by a chilling demonic light that shot out from the ground beneath the Yuan Gate.
This demonic light pierced the heavens and reached the earth, its pitch-black curtain spreading rapidly in all directions. In an instant, the entire world darkened and became gloomy, a chilling wind howled and swept across the land, and a cold, malevolent aura enveloped everything, sending a chill down one's spine. (End of Chapter)