Chapter 1743: Chapter 1046: The Tireless Old Fire Ox (Part 2)
——There was an unparalleled empress, clothed in pure garnts, of unrivaled grace and unmatched in the world. Even if it ant dying nine tis, she would not regret it.
——With a profound ringing of the bells, a heavenly emperor slashes through the ages with a single sword.
At this mont.
Endless Dao Fruits fell, the “Dao” manifesting!
“Is that ?”
“Am I truly of divine might?”
So people saw those scenes and were stirred because they found their images appearing there, all seemingly invincible.
Just like a refined cover photo.
“Is this the work of the Eminent?”
Stone Toughness and others stared intently at the myriad scenes flowing from the Dao Fruits, all in complete shock.
They couldn’t think of anyone else capable of causing such a sight besides the Eminent.
But why would the Eminent do this?
Soon, however, those who can be regarded as unmatched geniuses, whether in this era or others, realized.
The Eminent was preaching the Dao.
Although they don’t know the reason why.
At this mont, the Eminent was passing down the Dao to all beings through a ans unknown to them.
All beings manifested from the Dao Fruits.
But all beings were trapped in suffering, muddled and confused, yet the scenes manifested were of great montum, with flowing essence, each extraordinarily remarkable, like their dream selves.
People were excited.
They felt a sense of insight.
If they could comprehend the mysteries within, perhaps they could truly substitute themselves.
So spread the word, notifying others of this discovery, one to three, three to countless.
At this mont.
Even Stone Toughness, the Banished Immortal, Tu Wa Zi, the Ten Crown King, and Little Black, all imrsed their minds, contesting in silence, comprehending the mysteries within.
People imrsed themselves in the wondrous manifestations of the Dao Fruits, seemingly freezing the world around them, only those flowing scenes continued to flow before their eyes.
In the Immortal Domain, an old Immortal King couldn’t contain his excitent and tremblingly stood up.
Beside him, Immortal children and maidens surrounded him, so holding baskets with peaches, so sitting on the ground, all exuding ethereal Daoist aura.
He clasped his hands, murmuring to the heavens:
“In my endless years of cultivation, compared to the Eminent of the Holy Land, I’m but a drop in the ocean.”
The old man’s eyes were filled with tears.
In the scene, he saw that though he hadn’t ascended to the Immortal Emperor position, he had birthed Quasi-Immortal Emperor brilliance, reaching a level he never dared to imagine.
The old man bowed sincerely, already gaining sothing, perhaps one day reaching the level shown in the scene.
In the Burial Land, a dead silence pervaded, all akin, tombstones standing, a heavy atmosphere, with golden Burial Officers awakening, the Immortal King Lu Tiancheng.
All beings had the opportunity for evolution, each with a potential to surpass themselves, yet this potential was not permitted, all sealed.
And the cumulative Dao Fruits, as if detached from beings and returned to them, unlocked the shackles in their bloodlines.
At the back mountain.
As all the Dao Fruits ripened.
Jiang Hui fell into an unprecedented state of calm.
His body and primordial spirit underwent subtle changes.
The faith of all beings imprinted in Jiang Hui’s sea of consciousness, spontaneously transford, turning into countless Runes.
Jiang Hui could clearly feel the increasingly tight connection between him and all beings.
He could feel everyone’s joy, anger, sorrow, joy… separation and reunion…
Jiang Hui imrsed himself completely.
He could sense that these emotions, whether joy, anger, sorrow, or more complex feelings, were invisibly completing his being
anwhile, unbeknownst to even Jiang Hui, around his body, countless rays of light surged from that shrine, intertwining, resembling countless tiny beams of light, condensing around him into a shape like a silken cocoon.
Like sands through the fingers, ti slips by.
…
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In Huaguo Mountain, clusters of peach trees, canyons everywhere, waterfalls rushing down, water roaring.
At this mont.
Two figures suddenly burst out from the waterfall with a force weighing millions of jun.
“Boom——!”
Golden staff shadows collided with silver staff glows, bursting into circles of violent ripples.
All around, the mountains trembled, fallen leaves rolled, mountain rocks collapsed.
Two monkeys, both shimring with golden light, their entire bodies like forged from crimson gold, their battle intent boiling.
In the intense collision.
One big, one small, the two monkeys were thrown backward in opposite directions.
“Hahaha, again!”
The Monkey King grinned broadly, swinging his Jingu Bang horizontally to smash at the Six-Eared Macaque.
The Six-Eared Macaque also swung a stick backhanded, crimson gold like a waterfall, aiming straight for the Monkey King’s head.
The two monkeys fought fiercely, blow for blow, showing no rcy, as if it were a life-and-death duel to the unknowing eye.
“Clang——!”
The sound of tal clashing resounded.
The surrounding mountains completely crumbled, flattened; the formation glowed, isolating the dissipating shockwaves.
“Hahaha, good! Now that’s more like it!” A greater fighting spirit burned in the Monkey King’s eyes.
Since Jiang Hui’s Dao Fruit manifested before others, the two monkeys gained insights from it.
In these years, they have not pursued breakthrough in realms but focused solely on honing their physical bodies and combat skills.
“Master, your Fighting Saint Body is incredible,” the Six-Eared Macaque said with a grin, shaking his numb arm.
“You kid are not bad either, almost cracked open my old head,” laughed the Monkey King.
The two monkeys exchanged a smile and then clashed again.
For them, fighting was the best form of cultivation.
On another mountain peak,
a completely crimson red old bull was chewing on a treasure dicinal plant, resting with eyes closed.
This old bull’s fur was fiery crimson, smooth and shiny, as if draped in flaming silk, its four hooves ablaze, the surrounding air distorted by high temperatures.
With each breath, blazing rays gushed from its nose and mouth.
It was indeed the Departure Fire Divine Bull.
This old bull, once unknown in Liu Village, received bloodline-enhancing seeds from Jiang Hui years ago. Just recently, it successfully elevated to the Supre Realm.
Under the great environnt of Liu Village, even if not immortal, this realm’s lifespan could be considered long-lasting.
But without becoming immortal, life would end eventually; only by stepping into the Immortal Path Field could one be considered strong. However, the old bull remained calm, having glimpsed the opportunity to beco immortal from the Dao Fruit.
As a respectable “elder” of Liu Village, the Departure Fire Divine Bull had been there for quite so ti.
Originally, it joined Liu Village purely by chance.
But it was this opportunity that allowed the old bull to reverse its fate.
“Moo——”
The Departure Fire Divine Bull blinked its eyes, seeming to have flas dancing within, feeling deeply moved.
Who would have thought, initially struggling to step into the Array Realm, it was now qualified to beco immortal.
Before entering Liu Village, concepts like the Human Path Domain and Immortal Path Field were foreign to it.
“If not for Liu Village, this old bull would have turned to dust…” the Departure Fire Divine Bull thought gratefully.
With these thoughts, its hooves scraped the ground, standing up and trotting quietly to a secluded Small House.
Old man Lin was gently tapping his finished pipe on the bottom of his shoe.
Even after becoming immortal, Old man Lin still resembled a rustic village elder. With his stature, he didn’t need to care. Even dressed in patched clothes, who would dare to underestimate him?
Seeing the Departure Fire Divine Bull approaching, Old man Lin grinned, imdiately got up, and leaped onto the old bull’s back.
The old bull then trotted to the side at a small pace.
Man and bull ca to the back of a range of mountains.
Before they got too close, the clang of tal clashing could already be heard.
The Eminent of the Holy Land had given orders.
After that great battle, the entire Immortal Domain entered a warti state; apart from essential cultivation needs, all resources were to be surrendered to the Holy Land.
The Eminent bestowed an Array Map, which the village craftsn were setting up tirelessly day and night.
However, the formation was so imnse that even now, only two-thirds had been completed, leaving the most crucial third remaining.
As the village chief, he had to visit daily.
Not as a supervisor,
But because the components needed for the formation required fire forging.
Old man Lin wasn’t worried about others cutting corners, sothing impossible in the village.
But no matter how you looked at it, the Old Bull was still of the older generation, diligent every day, requiring personal involvent.
Thus more ti passed.
Thanks to the tireless efforts of the old Fire Bull, the formation was finally successful.
The remaining third was the core of the formation; once started, it could not stop, waiting for the old Fire Bull to reach the Supre Realm to begin.
This was the minimum requirent.
Otherwise, the old bull wouldn’t withstand it and would be drained completely.
Even so, after all the busywork, the old Fire Bull was utterly exhausted.
The once plump and robust body was now gaunt and bony.
Its once spirited eyes were now lifeless, bloodshot, resembling the aftermath of excessive indulgence.
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