The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings Chapter 1136 - 1136 s 1084-1085 Life Simulation - The Final

Chapter 1136: Chapters 1084-1085 Life Simulation – The Final Battle_2 Chapter 1136: Chapters 1084-1085 Life Simulation – The Final Battle_2 However, even though they were furious beyond containnt, the leaders of these religious sects and noble families had no solution at hand.

As soone had ntioned just monts ago, the current Righteous Dynasty had found themselves in a situation with no room to retreat and had chosen to engage in a mutually destructive strategy with them, consuming the power of both sides and making them cautious.

Since we have so few choices, why not choose a head-on clash from the very beginning? Even if we can’t win in the end, we’ll make sure you suffer too.

After understanding the intentions of the Righteous Dynasty, these religious sects and noble families also ran out of options. After all, the other side had chosen to fight their own battles, and even if they supported a Rebel King to stir up war, the folks from the Righteous Dynasty would still head straight for their strongholds, forcing them to take action.

Thus, they temporarily gave up supporting spokespersons and chose to band together to form a grand army to battle the Righteous Dynasty.

From then on, the usual succession of dynasties, with all parties hiding behind the scenes and promoting spokespersons, changed. These religious sects and noble families could only put themselves in the forefront to face the enemy.

However, while the two sides were engaged in combat, many astute individuals noticed sothing different: the attitudes of both the Dao of Supre and Shenxiao Tao were very strange, as their strongest mbers, neither Shenxiao True Monarch nor ng Wushang, were to be seen.

The Shenxiao True Monarch is a Yang God-level powerhouse, whose absence could still be understood by all, but the absence of Dao of Supre’s ng Wushang had aroused the curiosity of many.

What they didn’t realize was that at that mont, ng Wushang was making so preparations. The matter of dynasty succession did not matter to him because he was facing a life and death trial.

On Shenxiao Tao, atop Shenxiao Mountain, refined by Pei Xuanjing using paramount mystique, Pei Xuanjing was sitting on a stone bench, toying with a Sanbao Jade Ruyi in his hand, a divine artifact he had refined himself.

To Pei Xuanjing, even though the Thunderbolt Scepter was extraordinary, it could not bear his power; hence, after condensing his divine position with the Antarctic Longevity Zone, he once again refined his own Sanbao Jade Ruyi. This artifact was in no way weaker than the so-called King of Divine Instrunts, Yang God Artifact, and it brought out his combat strength even more.

He was smiling faintly as he looked into the distance, where there was a Taoist, none other than ng Wushang of the Dao of Supre.

“It looks like you’ve made your decision!” Pei Xuanjing asked.

“Taoist Friend should be aware that it’s not about what decision I need to make, but the situation has forced to face it,” ng Wushang replied with a cold complexion and a flash of madness in his eyes.

For ng Wushang, the past two hundred plus years were undoubtedly a transformation—a transformation from inside out. Perhaps it was his growing familiarity with Pei Xuanjing that made him let go of the constraints he felt when he first knew that the other was a Yang God-level powerhouse.

After the destruction of Creation Dao, Pei Xuanjing had gained imnsely. Besides him, ng Wushang was the one who gained the most.

With the help of the Creation Dao’s Nine Revolutions Creation Golden Elixir and the Dao of Supre’s trinity elixir, he had reshaped his martial arts foundations. Over these two hundred years, he re-cultivated his martial arts, stepping into a realm that was only one step away from Crushing Void.

Of course, the speed of his martial arts cultivation was not only due to his supre foundation and talent but also because of Pei Xuanjing’s unreserved guidance and teaching.

Pei Xuanjing never discriminated against any schools or sects; he readily offered guidance to anyone who sought his teaching, thus he imparted many insights into ng Wushang’s martial arts cultivation, creating a friendship akin to that of half master and disciple.

Who is Pei Xuanjing? He is an existence that has confird his Path of Human Immortal as a True Immortal. His mastery in martial arts has reached an incredibly profound level. There might be room for improvent, but guiding ng Wushang’s martial arts was effortless for him.

“Right now, although you can contend with ordinary Yang God powerhouses, facing a tiless behemoth like the Supre Daoist, you probably don’t stand a chance,” Pei Xuanjing said with a slight frown as he played with the Jade Ruyi in his hands.

In the present, ng Wushang’s martial arts have entered the ever-changing realm, and his Taoist skill is at the peak of the Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal. With the ultimate step in dual cultivation, he was only one step away from entering Yang God and Crushing Void realms, strong enough to battle against any individual Yang God powerhouse.

But the Supre Daoist is a tiless behemoth, just like the Creator, who has also stepped into both Crushing Void and Yang God realms with dual confirmation. Especially since he practices the spatial principle, his strength is formidable and elusive.

Essentially, the Supre Daoist is an enlarged version of ng Wushang, overpowering him from every aspect. Even his projection avatar is not sothing ng Wushang can withstand.

“Even without the certainty of victory, I must fight with all my might, I cannot rely succumb and wait for death, allowing my arduous cultivation to beco fodder for others,” ng Wushang said with a resolute expression.

Supre Daoists treat heaven and earth and all beings as offerings. I preside over creation; the Supre Daoist Ancestor’s Path is for self-purposes, to refine all things rely to seek the path beyond this shore.

The other party established the Dao of Supre to cultivate gu for himself, nurturing enough fodder to serve as his sacrifices to heaven and earth to elevate himself.

ng Wushang knew that having reached this juncture, he was considered ripe for sacrifice in the eyes of the Supre Daoist Ancestor. The opponent would no longer allow him to continue growing, for that would surpass the Supre Daoist Ancestor’s control.

His cultivation had brought him to this point for his own transcendence, not to beco nourishnt for soone else. How could ng Wushang, such a proud and powerful being, accept this fate? He had no escape, so he had to fight desperately.

Compared to his own life, what did the re change of dynasties matter?

“I might have a thod to enhance your combat power a bit and give you the qualification to confront the Supre Daoist Ancestor head-on,” Pei Xuanjing suddenly raised his head and said to ng Wushang.

“Really!” A glint of divine light flashed in ng Wushang’s eyes, revealing a joyous hue upon hearing Pei Xuanjing’s words.

“Indeed!” Pei Xuanjing nodded.

……

Ti flowed; in the blink of an eye, several years passed. In the Great Thousand Worlds, powerhouses from the Righteous King Dynasty and various religious sects clashed repeatedly, igniting endless great wars, and countless powerhouses fell within them.

Although the strength of the Righteous King Dynasty was formidable, against the combined forces of so many religious sects, faced with the actions of so many powerhouses, they gradually lost their initial montum.

Two hundred years of accumulation, possessing a vast territory of millions of miles in Central State, had amassed great power. However, the thousands to tens of thousands of years of accumulation by these religious sects were no joke.

This ti, with it being do-or-die, these religious sects naturally spared no effort. They poured all resources into their disciples, cultivating even more powerhouses.

After decades of great wars, although countless resources were exhausted and many powerhouses had fallen, the various sects had also cultivated more cultivators.

Just as they were gaining the upper hand, ready to launch the final decisive battle, the heaven and earth of the entire Great Thousand Worlds trembled as if they were about to collapse.

Outside the Chaos Void, four figures stood opposite each other, separated by tens of thousands of miles, yet seemingly within arm’s reach.

“Shenxiao True Monarch, Emperor of the South Pole Eternal Life, may I ask who you are?” the Creator, standing on the Boat of Creation, asked with a curious expression.

The Supre Daoist Ancestor’s gaze swept over Pei Xuanjing, then settled on ng Wushang, revealing a complicated look in his eyes: “My junior, I did not expect you to stand against .”

Without a word, ng Wushang’s aura exploded forth, and he struck fearlessly, without an ounce of hesitation.

As these two clashed, Pei Xuanjing swung his Jade Ruyi, unleashing an unmatched force of slaughter that enveloped the Creator.

“I have long been curious about the abilities of ancient giants. I hope Taoist Friend can enlighten .”

The four supre beings waged a colossal battle within the chaos, causing the Chaos Void to tremble, waves of disturbances sweeping across the Great Thousand Worlds.