I returned with Mazao to the place where Fa Zheng and Jian Feixian were. Zhu Shi was also waiting there. Seeing our hands clasped together, Zhu Shi showed a very happy expression.
Then, she let out a long sigh and said, "Although Senior Brother Zhuang pushing open the third door is an enormous cause for celebration, I've only just managed to master all the power of the Yama Sword. I thought I could finally fight alongside Senior Brother Zhuang, and indeed we fought side by side for half a battle, but in the blink of an eye, I was left so far behind..."
"That is indeed very regrettable. So just put in so extra effort and try harder to see if you can push open the third door," I said.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, have you forgotten that I'm not even at the Great Success Rank? It's only by relying on the Yama Sword that I can wield the Power of Great Impermanence. Let alone the second door or the third door, I haven't even managed to push open the first door!" Zhu Shi retorted.
A person who can suppress Great Demon Tu isn't even at the Great Success Rank. Who knows what reaction the true Shentu would have if he were aware.
Almost forgot, the ti and space we are in now is that very "underworld," where Great Demon Tu was killed.
Mazao listened to the conversation between Zhu Shi and and fell into thought. Monts ago, we talked about saving the world together; perhaps she is reflecting on how to make an impact in the upcoming battlefield.
"It's not just you—now, even Jian Feixian and I cannot fight alongside Zhuang Cheng, and so are the other forces of Impermanence." Fa Zheng joined the conversation, "The gap in power is too wide. Whether we are there or not makes almost no difference, perhaps even hindering Zhuang Cheng from bringing out his full potential due to the presence of allies."
Jian Feixian did not offer a single word of rebuttal, rely gazing silently into the distance.
Fa Zheng pondered for a mont before saying, "If we were to discuss who in Luo Mountain could play a positive role for Zhuang Cheng on the frontline, perhaps it would only be Old Fist God, but..."
If we had to make a comparison, Old Fist God would definitely be more formidable than right now. On one hand, there's soone with experience defeating enemies of the sa level, imrsed in the domain of the third door for many years; on the other hand, there's soone who just opened the third door, watching helplessly as the defeated enemy remains unconquered—a newcor anyone would evaluate in the sa way.
And Fa Zheng's hesitation now must stem from the fact that, ultimately, Old Fist God might not necessarily be an ally.
Gua Tianshi's worries about Old Fist God probably have also been conveyed to Fa Zheng, and Fa Zheng himself might have felt the sa foreboding through so scattered clues. The things Old Fist God is plotting might be a threat equal to the human annihilation plan.
If Old Fist God's actions could potentially brew a catastrophe of that magnitude, then I naturally cannot stand idly by.
Unlike Fa Zheng and the others, I am not as resistant to the occurrence of events that devastate living beings. Yet, whether it is the apocalypse or the human annihilation plan, such large-scale extinction events would flatten the stage for my future. Even though shouting "save the world" again feels a tad embarrassing, currently, I am indeed soone who must stand for saving the world.
I may end up being an enemy of Old Fist God in the future.
With that thought, I directed my gaze elsewhere and asked, "Is the teleportation door still not operational again?"
Fa Zheng was adjusting the teleportation door with mana while talking with us. Seeing my question, he shook his head and said, "It needs more ti... I've discovered so anomalies, but I'm not very sure of the specifics yet. You all just need to wait a bit patiently."
Abnormalities—could it be that so unforeseen malfunction has occurred with the teleportation door? Or is it... several possibilities surfaced in my mind, but ultimately what is happening still depends on Fa Zheng's findings.
Fa Zheng turned back again, focused on fine-tuning the teleportation door. As there is still so ti left, I moved to a distant place, attempting to familiarize myself with the Power of Manifestation I now wield.
I first raised my palm, and a fireball the size of a washbasin appeared above the palm.
Then, as my mind changed, the fla magic power underwent a qualitative transformation.
The mana seed to freeze from the inside out, mysteriously changing from the fla form into a rock; then the rock changed color, turning into tal; and as the tal lted, it beca a water sphere; at the center of the water appeared a black dot, growing as if absorbing water, turning into a piece of wood.
Finally, the wood started burning by itself, transforming back into the initial fireball.
Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth... The transformation of the five elents, what Shan Liangyi once achieved, I now can accomplish as effortlessly as breathing.
The fireball was then disassembled into five parts, each becoming a light of different colors. White, green, black, red, yellow... The colors symbolizing the five elents erged as I recalled Shan Liangyi's way of synthesizing Yin Yang Black and White Magic Power, trying to fuse the five colors together.
Ultimately, what erged was a jumble of colors, akin to mixing various paint pignts together.
As expected, Shan Liangyi's Yin Yang Black and White Magic Power isn't easy to replicate. This was within my expectations, knowing that being hit by it is equivalent to receiving the terrifying magic power of True Spirit directly, which certainly contains Shan Liangyi's substantial personal understanding of True Spirit Power. Although now I don't know specifically what powers I still can't fully simulate, at least I can directly determine that forces deeply associated with True Spirit Power are sothing I absolutely cannot simulate at this stage.
Zhu Shi walked over curiously to watch what I was doing, while Mazao stayed by my side all the ti. Jian Feixian seed curious about the changes here too, but he just poisedly stood in place, watching from a distance.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, can you now use other kinds of powers besides fire?" Zhu Shi asked.
"More or less. But fire is still the most handy."
Saying this, I glanced at Zhu Shi, then transford my power into White Tiger Killing Power.
The silver-white mana, identical to the Yama Sword, appeared in my palm, even the mana fluctuations were indistinguishable from Zhu Shi's.
This cluster of silver-white mana shrank inward again, turning into a silver ingot.
"What is this?" Zhu Shi was astounded.
This ingot was not rely an illusory transformation, nor did it emit any mana fluctuations. No matter how one looked, it was just an ordinary ingot.
But Zhu Shi should have seen clearly that I created this on the spot using White Tiger Killing Power.
"The ability of creation..."
Mazao looked at this ingot, then at my clothes that I was wearing.
Actually, it's not the first ti I've used similar abilities. Normally, I can transform my body along with my belongings into flas, and also revert them to their original form. This process of "reverting belongings to their original form" can be explained as "creating matter with fire." It's just that before, I couldn't control it freely, and it wasn't considered an independent ability, rely a byproduct of Elentalization.
I used to wonder if soday I could use my fla magic power to create any substance, and it seems like I've achieved that goal now.
Then, under my control, the ingot transford again into a palm-sized round mirror.
"Fake Water Moon?" Zhu Shi recognized the item, "You can not only create ordinary substances but also magic treasures?"
The Fake Water Moon wasn't a particularly high-quality magic treasure. It was just that in the past, my thods were limited, so this type of illusion-based magic treasure could just fill in so of my shortcomings. In my mory, it was a very convenient tool, and it played a very important role in saving Changan. It was sowhat regrettable that it was damaged while I used it to interrogate a person of the Great Success Rank.
Although I've recreated it now, I don't need it anymore. One reason is that the Power of Word Spirit can mostly be regarded as a superior substitute for Fake Water Moon, and another reason is I don't need the actual Fake Water Moon item; I can simulate illusionary powers using my own mana.
Not to ntion other techniques and strategies, purely in terms of absolute power, even the Evil known for its proficiency in illusions throughout Luo Mountain's history can't compare to the illusionary magic I can wield now. The likes of Great Demon Silver Moon can't even follow in my footsteps.
But, as ntioned before, among all the powers, fla magic power is the one most handy for . Since there are handy types, there must also be unhandy types, and illusionary power is a representative of the latter.
Maybe it doesn't suit my temperant. In creating the Fake Water Moon, along with the illusionary power stored within, there always seed to be so awkwardness. My power is my soul, forcibly mimicking a power that doesn't match my vibe is like playing a role I detest on stage. Its functionality is likely undeniable, but it's just my personal opinion.
One type of matter and tool after another was created by and then casually erased, even replicating the Yama Sword.
However, perhaps because the Yama Sword as a prototype had utilized unique functions of the White Tiger Seed during the cultivation by the Zhu family's ancestor Zhu Yi, I can't 100% mimic creations related to True Spirit Power. And the Human Dao Divine Weapon, being able to connect with objects possessing the nature of Naraku's Will like True Spirit, seems to have so profound aspects that I can't perfectly replicate either.
Similarly, I have no way to create Divine Seal Fragnts. Of course, I never expected I could really create them.
It didn't take long for to generally try out all the matters and tools I've encountered before. What else could I try next? Suddenly, I thought of sothing I hadn't created before.
I pointed to the ground in front of , and a cluster of orange-red flas rose from the ground; then, the fla quickly transford into a lush little tree.
And under the small tree, was a green lawn the size of a carpet, with a white-furred little lamb lying on it like a plush toy.
The little lamb looked around the unfamiliar environnt bewilderedly, then t our eyes, and it propped up its body, uttering an anxious bleat: "Woof!"
Jian Feixian in the distance witnessed this scene and couldn't help but let out a dumbfounded sound: "—Ah?"
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