Chapter 1805: Chapter 236: Showing Off
The vegetation shattered and myths fell all within the Dao Realm. But isn’t the Dao Realm supposed to be more solid than heaven and earth? Why did such a thing happen?
The powerful figures of the Divine Sect hurriedly used their divine souls to perceive the heavens, trying to make sense of the sudden change.
But after such a solid energy body shattered, what could be perceived at He Shou Peak apart from the violent agitation of Primary Qi?
The radiance was like a chaotic slash, the clouds in the sky were wildly rolling, and beyond ten zhang, nothing was visible except the ghostly wails and cranes’ cries in the wind.
Yet amidst such intense changes between heaven and earth, there was a tranquility when Tang Luo’s and Jiang Fushen’s gazes t.
In that tranquility, the inner elegant peony continued to rotate, neither hurried nor slow.
In the distance on He Shou Peak
Jiang Qinjiao, watching the battle from afar, could no longer see the situation clearly and involuntarily moved forward but was stopped by Sect Master Jiang Fuling.
“The impact of a Dao Realm is the most intense. If you are hit by its fragnts, proving the Dao will be as hard as ascending the heavens.”
“But the Ancestor’s fairy land of plants and trees was broken by the Principal.”
“The Taiching Divine Pupil even broke through the Demon Saint’s haven, what’s there to make a fuss about?”
Jiang Fuling’s expression remained calm, still full of confidence, even upon seeing the Hundred Herbs Divine Monarch falling into a disadvantage: “Just keep watching. Even if the Ancestor were to be defeated, it couldn’t possibly be just like this.”
Perhaps the Human Race of the Dark Age drove out the Demon King relying on those heaven-level bloodlines that seized the fortunes of heaven and earth, but today.
Even though all of Xiehe’s heaven-level bloodlines are extinct, with the current martial arts expertise of the Human Race, they can still easily repel a Demon Race invasion ten tis more severe than before.
Though there is a chasm-like difference in bloodline abilities between Jiang Fushen and Tang Luo, how could a battle in the King Realm be rely a contest of bloodline superiority?
The cyan Dao Realm wavered on the brink of collapse, but just using this to judge the defeat of the Hundred Herbs Divine Monarch is to underestimate a king’s prowess.
Amongst the crisscrossing Primary Qi strands, Jiang Fushen’s long hair danced wildly like a group of dragons, and between his brows, a Blue Lotus leapt forth, spewing crimson light, pure and immaculate.
When it appeared within the Dao Realm, the rampaging Primary Qi was instantly tad, greatly strengthening the frail Life Dao Realm and adding a sacred characteristic.
With the Blue Lotus’s manifestation, a hundred herbs turned their hearts towards it; from the towering giant trees to the rocks and mountain grasses on He Shou Peak, all reached out towards Jiang Fushen as if yearning for the sunflowers.
Droplets of life energy flowed out from the mountain’s vegetation, turning into yet another realm of Dao, folding back.
All those chaotic strands of rampaging Primary Qi beca nourishnt for the new Dao Realm, and after assimilation, beca a foundation for its growth.
A few breaths later, the universe cleared, and the powerful figures of the Divine Sect discovered that the situation had changed on the battlefield. The Hundred Herbs Dao Realm, which was retreating mont by mont, not only stabilized but turned the entire firmant into its ally.
At this mont on He Shou Peak, it was already the territory of the cyan Dao Realm, while the Unparalleled Principal’s simple Dao Realm, indistinguishable from nature, only prevailed within a radius of ten zhang, and it seed to be shrinking as the cyan Dao Realm advanced.
Nine zhang… seven zhang… five zhang… three zhang… three zhang… three zhang!
In the Human King’s eyes, there was a different scenery within heaven and earth, filled with myriad Dao and lines, and cause and effect.
Directing these forces laid the foundation for constructing a Dao Realm, and if these forces could be guided to make the final rules of the Dao Realm favor one side, one would gain a huge advantage.
Due to their varied expertise, the Dao Realms of the King Realm often had distinct characteristics.
But Jiang Fushen had never seen such a chaotic and disordered kingly Dao Realm with a bit of everything.
When one has enough realms, one understands that balance in all things doesn’t truly exist, where Yin prospers, Yang diminishes, and where Yang breeds, Yin diminishes, alternating in cycles, maybe attaining a mont of perfect balance, but it is epheral.
Therefore, balance is never an extraordinary power, a Dao Realm that emphasizes balance is destined to have limited power and is extrely fragile. After all, the strength is used up in collisions and excitations; there is none left for external force.
Even so-called Five Elents balanced kinghood will always be led by a certain elent, otherwise, it would just be a leaderless and scattered group.
But what was going on with the odd Dao Realm in front of him?
It comprised all kinds of elents, collided intensely, and then burst forth new forces. Every collision seed as if it would overturn the universe yet could achieve so weird balance, then collide again.
The explosive power of this collision was astonishing, especially when Tang Luo’s Dao Realm was compressed to a range of three zhang, already possessing an unbreachable might.
Even if the stalemate continued, it would be completely aningless. Just as Jiang Fushen was ready to cease exerting pressure on Tang Luo’s Dao Realm and decided to gather strength to break it point by point, he witnessed a startling sight.
The natural Dao Realm, originally thought to have been compressed to its limit, began to shrink once more.
Three zhang… two zhang…
As the Dao Realm shrank inward with each inch, the energy intensity increased by several degrees. When Tang Luo’s Dao Realm collapsed to a circular range of one zhang, it was as chaotic as outer-space void, yet the energy it contained was so intense, Jiang Fushen felt an urge to flee the place.
No matter the Mountain Protection Array or anything else, if this Dao Realm were to suddenly shatter, the dicine God Sect would end up with only seventy-one peaks from thereon.
What arrogant ostentation this was!
Gazing at Tang Luo’s overly young and serene face within the Dao Realm, Jiang Fushen suddenly felt a pang of lantation.
Worldly kings, more or less, all bore a regret, a regret of not living in the age when demonic beasts rampaged, so that their great nas might resound throughout the heavens and the universe.
Jiang Fushen had often daydread about being able to return to the Dark Era, where he could surely fight the Demon King, stun the Demon Saint, and create legendary achievents like those of the sages, having the Hundred Herbs Divine Monarch’s na passed down through the ages for centuries and millennia.
In reality, more than just he harbored such thoughts.
Just looking at the Pavilion Master of Yan Fu City and the Star Lord of Qionghua Palace would reveal this; any king surely carried a heart of battleso spirit.
But many worldly matters are inevitable; if the fa of martial artists below the Master Realm is derived through constant victories, then the Virtue and Might of a king depend on endurance.
Precisely because heaven and earth and myriad things are fragile, so the stronger the king, the less they manifest in the mortal world, yet they are widely respected.
Likewise, what Tang Luo demonstrated and flaunted at this ti earned Jiang Fushen’s respect.
Respect not for the strength Tang Luo displayed, but for having such strength and yet choosing to approach the Divine Sect with respect and diplomacy.
Of course, there was more contemplation.
Lanting that new waves push ahead old waves, lanting that he, too, is already just an outdated old king.
The dark green pupils shimred with an inexplicable smile, and as Jiang Fushen blinked, the vast cyan green Dao Realm covering the firmant was instantly absorbed by the Blue Lotus.
Once the lotus leaves shimred with a lustrous jade light, they decisively collided with that ostentatious power.
Perhaps the old waves would indeed eventually be swept ashore, but not today, and certainly not at this mont!
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