The Heavenly Punishnt Fist Sword surged forth.
This punch shattered ti and space.
This sword severed the Law.
This punch ended all Spiritual Fiends.
This sword even cut through light!
The blazing white sphere of the Sun Candle Day, capable of destroying everything, was like an illusion under this invisible sword, and like paper, silently pierced through with not a ripple stirred.
Its montum was unending, precisely piercing into the core of the Sun Candle Day.
In that mont, An Jing vaguely felt a sense of ’joy’.
Soon after, the imnse divine body of the Sun Candle Day collapsed with a roar, transforming into the purest fragnts of light scattered across the sky.
All its core energy, along with the True Talisman belonging to Sunshine, was absorbed by An Jing’s invisible Fist Sword and finally rged into the Heavenly Punishnt Cave Heaven within him.
The whole world, at this mont, fell silent.
Everyone stood there, stunned, watching this scene.
Yue Qingge, Mo Kongche, Yong Zhizhen... these Heaven’s Chosen, defeated and montarily unconscious, now struggled to rise from the shattered earth.
Their injuries were still severe, but there no longer was any trace of resentnt or anger in their eyes, replaced by an unprecedented enlightennt.
——So... this is how it is?
——I understand, so powerful...
——He was right... need to revise the cultivation path...
Without doubt, An Jing’s final words and that punch that opened a new Immortal Industry, severing all things, were like a strike of lightning, clearing the fog from their hearts.
Indeed.
With the keen insight of the top Heaven’s Chosen, they had long perceived that the Fate Pattern beneath the Divine Mandate was essentially a ’crutch’.
And the Fate Pattern above the Divine Mandate, rather than being assistance, was more of a ’duty’.
The Huai Xu Realm had indeed planted countless Root Seeds of Great Dao to guide them onto the Path.
They gradually grew from infants into True Persons.
So...
Perhaps, they should also try, truly as humans, to abandon the crutch.
Abandoning Fate Patterns, forsaking Spirit Roots, facing this world with their truest selves...
To understand, to battle, to forge their own true Path through repeated clashes and fights!
"Though I don’t know how to absorb Spirit Qi without Fate Patterns, there are always more ways than hardships, compared to comprehending Immortal Industry and Great Dao, this is quite solvable."
"Truly worthy of... a Nature Master."
Everyone exchanged a glance and saw the sa shock and heartfelt admiration in each other’s eyes.
Then, right there on this ravaged battlefield, ignoring everything around them, they sat cross-legged, plunging into deep contemplation.
"What the hell?"
On a distant mountain, the Jade Slip in Hui Tianyu’s hand shattered with a crack, unable to withstand the impact of the Law from the recent battle, turning to dust slipping through his fingers.
He was oblivious, just staring, dumbfounded, at the figure standing between heaven and earth.
"Is it true... a last-minute breakthrough, comprehending Immortal Industry?!"
He gulped, countless classics and information flashing through his mind as he tried to find a reasonable explanation for this incredible scene before him.
Of course, such a thing did not exist.
Hui Tianyu racked his brains but couldn’t comprehend: "Could it be because of the Nature Master? No no no, this is not a Nature Master! According to the ancestral records, Nature Master is the ’Way of Laws’, Seven Fiend Tribulation is the ’Spirit Path’, Lord of the World is the ’Path of Nature’, only Ex Nihilo is the ’Path of Destiny’!"
"Could it be, An Jing... is actually Ex Nihilo?!"
At that mont, the world shifted!
With the fall of the last of the Seven Luminaries — the Sun Candle Day, the entire Zhaolin Realm began to shake violently.
In the center of the Vast Lake, a massive pillar of light shot up into the sky, its radiance even surpassing that of the fallen Sun.
Endless Spiritual Fiends gathered around the light pillar, forming solid-looking white jade steps, the Heavenly Ladder spiraled upwards, extending all the way to the cloud-wreathed summit of the Ancestor Dragon Mountain, straight to the Ancestor Dragon Scale!
The path leading to the Ancestor Mountain, at this mont, officially opened!
"So An Jing won, huh."
"Not surprising, not surprising, if it’s An Jing, it’s not surprising..."
"So exhilarating, so exhilarating, such a battle of the strong, I’ll probably benefit from it my whole life!"
Many Martial Artists observing eased their Spirits now, completely relaxed, no longer having to worry about being affected by the aftershocks.
But You Ruhui suddenly frowned,
"No way!"
She felt an inexplicable premonition, murmuring to herself: "Where did that dragon shadow go!"
At that mont.
Just when everyone thought everything was about to settle, that mysterious dragon shadow, which had been watching all along, moved.
It quietly descended before An Jing, those dragon pupils seemingly containing the endless flow of ti, like clock hands, silently gazing at An Jing.
[An Jing, I have seen through your past, your present, and all your futures.]
Its voice echoed through the heavens and earth, ethereal and dignified, like the Echo of ti itself: [Is this the purpose the Ancestor let co here?]
[So that’s it... It wants to find the opportunity to hatch.]
Before the voice fell silent, its form began to rapidly change in the flow of ti.
Candle Dragon.
The Candle Dragon of the Great Wilderness Realm is a strange creature.
They exist from the mont they are born, in both past and future.
And their birth depends on the birth of a previous Candle Dragon.
Thus, when a Candle Dragon desires to ’create offspring’, the ’possibility’ of the Little Candle Dragon already exists.
But that was only existence.
Just an egg.
It had not yet been born.
The shadow of the Candle Dragon needed to gather ti for itself, to observe all the forms it desired, to comprehend its Law, to cultivate as other beings, to live, to understand.
Of course, they are not invincible, they will experience death, then lose all mory, return to the side of the old Candle Dragon, beco an egg again, and embark on their journey once more.
Until one day, when they have accumulated the perfect resources and feel a kind of catalyst.
[I choose this ti.]
[I will be born at this mont.]
Then, at that juncture, when the Candle Dragon felt, it could be born in the most perfect instant.
They, can truly break the eggshell and be born into the world.
Advancing, acquiring the talents they desire, the body they want, and all their past accumulations.
Achieving true [life].
And thus, can truly [die].
Just like now.
Under An Jing’s intense stare, the elongated dragon body gradually condensed, amidst the interplay of light and shadow, transford into human form.
The face bore a seven to eight similarity to An Jing, except the lines were softer, the aura colder.
A cascade of golden hair like molten sunlight flowed down like a waterfall, and on the white forehead, a pair of beautiful and majestic white jade Dragon Horns revealed her non-human identity.
She transford into a dragon girl.
A dragon form, a more gentle ’An Jing’.
[Nice to et you, or, long ti no see.]
Her lips curled up in a smile identical to An Jing’s, yet carrying a different aning.
[My other half.]
As her words fell, she lingered no longer, turned around, turned into a golden Liuguang, speeding along the heavenly white jade stairs, rushing towards the Ancestral Dragon Hall at the top of Ancestor Mountain!
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