My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 1509 562: Battle for Apotheosis (Part 2)

Therefore.

Chen Sansi understood clearly.

The art of divination, rather than "peeking into the heavenly chanism," is more of "exchanging the heavenly chanism."

The Heavenly Dao is orderly, and everything in the world follows its own pattern.

If divination is used to disrupt this order, a price must be paid to compensate.

The grander the divination results, the greater the price to pay.

In the past.

Xu Wencai helped him avoid a disaster, paying the price of exhausting his remaining lifespan.

At that ti.

He still considered himself a "mortal."

Hence, even with low cultivation, Xu Wencai barely managed to pay this price.

If it were to happen now.

It's feared that with even a slight calculation, before getting any result, he would first be counterattacked by the Heavenly Dao, leading to his demise.

Similarly.

Li Zhiming's divination of the heavenly chanism.

Also requires a price to pay!

Compared to the first eting.

The old blind man's energy within was noticeably much more decayed.

The reason he hasn't collapsed yet is because it hasn't reached the limit.

If so.

Then he...

Helped to add fuel to the fire!!!

Chen Sansi's black hair fluttered wildly, transforming into blazing flas, his eyes no longer filled with war intent, but instead with a blend of cold indifference and fanaticism.

He abruptly shook his spear to shatter the river of swords, shattering countless talismans, the spear pointing towards the heart of the formation, voice like chaotic divine thunder, resounding on the myriad paths:

"Old blind man!

"Since you like peeking at others so much!

"Then I will.

"Let you have a good look!"

Before the words finished, he rged with his spear, transforming into a blaze, piercing through the void, heading straight towards the heavens above, towards that suspended Dharma Eye!

"Hmm?!"

The old blind man's face fell, not startled, but he shouted, "Stop him!"

Five quasi-emperors each deployed their ultimate techniques.

Five distinct powers of laws surged like a tsunami.

This ti.

Chen Sansi didn't defend anymore.

Allowing these attacks to strike him, obliterating his body along with his Primordial Spirit, into ashes, scattering in the air.

Just monts afterward.

The fragnts he had transford into swiftly gathered and reford into a human shape.

Nirvana!

Chen Sansi relied on indestructible ans, forcefully breaking through everyone's obstruction, like a phoenix, breaking into the Dharma Eye, his hands forming seals, releasing all his karma, delivering it wholly to the old blind man.

In an instant.

Li Zhiming comprehended Chen Sansi's past life, present life, future past, and all the secrets he bore!

"You? You were never a person of this world..."

His pitch-black pupils gazed at the white robe within the Dharma Eye, speaking the final words, then his emaciated body seed struck by an invisible giant hamr, suddenly bending backward, letting out a heartrending howl.

The Dharma Eye abruptly paused, threads chaotically intertwined.

The entire Great Da Luo Tianyan Formation froze at this mont.

The vast karma force, like a broken dam of a giant prehistoric sea, found an outlet, crazily rushing into the soul of the old blind man.

His body sprayed out countless twisted, materialized red strings of karma!

These red strings wildly extended, entwining him, digging into his ridians and Dantian, eroding his Primordial Spirit.

The array plate in front of him shattered with a "crack," transforming into countless fragnts, sprinkling towards the ground, the entire great formation completely collapsed, vanished without trace.

The old blind man, bleeding from seven apertures, weakly hung limbs, like a bird with broken wings, plumting straight to the ground from the heights.

On the brink of death.

His pitch-black pupils seed to regain sight, gazing at the boundless heavens, uttering a hoarse voice: "I borrowed the Heavenly Dao to cultivate for sixty thousand years, now I'm returning it all, no longer indebted..."

"Pa!"

The battered body that has lost its cultivation smashed onto the hard ground, directly turning into a pulp, along with the Primordial Spirit, all annihilated, soul scattered.

Chen Sansi gripped the long spear tightly and looked at the remaining five: "Li Zhiming is dead, the formation has been broken, everyone, do you still want to continue?!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Yun Qingzi's eyes were bloodshot, his exhaustion barely concealed, but he still forced himself to laugh loudly: "Just an old fellow is dead, we still have five!"

"Fine, then you, Daoist, may die as well."

Chen Sansi charged at them again.

No one could anticipate his attacks anymore. The slaughter finally beca easier, and he handled the five's siege effortlessly, like a fish in water.

"Co, co again!!!"

Yun Qingzi roared like thunder.

He spread his arms, using flying knives to cut his flesh, blood gushing out, condensing into countless talismans in the air, burning his foundation, sweeping toward the White Robe.

Yet it was all for nothing.

Chen Sansi broke through ten thousand techniques with power.

The gun blade shredded the layers of barriers ford by talismans, directly piercing Yun Qingzi's body, then rampaged like a Jiao Long, crushing his viscera and Primordial Spirit.

Die!

He pulled out the long spear and imdiately charged at the next.

Su Dongming unleashed his nine natal Immortal Treasures—bell, tower, cauldron, mirror, sword...—unleashing a green light that could crush eternity, but none could stop the sharp spear light.

Until the Nirvana True Fire transford into a Divine Dragon, crushing his head with a single bite.

This artifact refining quasi-emperor who road the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years died, his path extinguished.

"Amitabha!"

Lianhua Buddha's face slightly changed, his solemn appearance turned grave, his hand seals rapidly changed, and the perfection Buddha Light behind him surged, endless Buddhist Law transforming into a land of bliss.

In the Pure Land, countless shadows of monks, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats chanted scriptures simultaneously, vast Buddhist power and Wish Power surged, transforming into a golden Buddha palm that covered the sky, with a rotating "卍" character purveying boundless Buddhist Law and the suppressing power of the land of bliss.

Chen Sansi discarded the long spear, spread his arms to draw the Big Bow, firmly caught the long spear and used it as an arrow, gathered the surging Immortal Essence in his body to the gun blade, and then released the bowstring.

One arrow, opening the Heavenly Gate!

"Boom——"

Long spear whistling.

Directly shattered the "Five-finger Mountain".

"Amitabha."

Lianhua Buddha quietly watched the long spear fly toward him, whether knowing any ans were futile or not wanting to continue fighting, shockingly stopped using Buddhist Law, instead letting the long spear pierce his Buddha heart, letting the Immortal Fire burn, body and Primordial Spirit turning to ashes, leaving only a seven-colored relic and a Buddha chant echoing in the sky.

"Good, good..."

"Brother Chen, my turn!"

Luo Yunshu took the initiative to attack.

The auspicious Purple Energy surrounding him surged suddenly, the Eight Trigrams Alchemy Furnace violently shook, spitting out not a pleasant pill fragrance, but a soul-shattering, pathway-decaying Pill Poison!

The so-called alchemy was refining other beings' vitality to replenish others, thus every batch of elixir pills accumulates a strand of Evil Qi.

After tens of thousands of years in alchemy, he offered all the accumulated Pill Poison.

In an instant, the world changed dramatically.

Tens of thousands of miles seed to turn into an alchemy furnace, trapping all beings inside, refining their vitality.

Alchemy Dao's absolute domain!

However, unfortunately.

In the field of Alchemy Dao, although Chen Sansi's attainnts weren't as high as Luo Yunshu's, they were undoubtedly world-class. Possessing the Pill Spirit Transformation, reversed cultivating heaven and earth, able to refine myriad techniques, the spear danced, causing the entire domain to be turned upside down, on the brink of collapse.

He thrust his spear, shattering the alchemy furnace ford by heaven and earth.

Rolling Nirvana Immortal Fire surged out, wrapping Luo Yunshu within.

"The final ti!"

Chen Sansi spoke word by word: "Do you want to live or die? I respect your choice!"

"The Dao Path is empty, what use is living?!!"

With the domain shattered, Luo Yunshu spat blood, yet drew a flying sword decisively and charged forward.

"Alright."

Chen Sansi calmly replied, as if agreeing to the other's request.

He thrust a spear, tearing the Cloud Peak.

Along with the shattered clouds, Luo Yunshu's Dao body shattered.

In the final monts of life.

This Great Cultivator at the peak of Alchemy Dao, turned with difficulty, looking at the distant Ent spanning heaven and earth, showing a relieved smile: "Good, good..."

Good, he finally knew how far he lay from the endpoint of the Dao Path, how could he be willing if he didn't risk it all?

Good, they lost, the Heavenly Dao might collapse, but from another perspective, all living beings gained hope.