bdsm-fiction Chapter 880: All beings are shaken; a great battle is about to begin?!
Chapter 880: All beings are shaken; a great battle is about to begin?!
Outside the Purple Cloud Palace, all beings remained silent.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats because of Gu Changqing's rhetorical question and the terrifying aura that suddenly erupted from him!
war!
It's time to fight!
A newly ascended Heavenly Saint clashes with a Primordial Golden Immortal whose fame has already resounded throughout the primordial world and whose battle prowess remains a mystery!
This is absolutely the first time since the beginning of time!
Countless quasi-saints were filled with excitement. They almost instinctively retreated frantically, fearing that they would be affected by the aftershocks of a battle between saints.
But their divine senses were firmly locked onto the two people in the arena, unwilling to miss a single moment!
This is a battle between saints!
If they could even glimpse a fraction of its essence, even just a hint of its profound meaning, they could benefit immensely!
The Tongtian Sect Leader stood with his hands behind his back, glancing at the worried faces of the Jie Sect immortals beside him, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He had absolute confidence in his disciple.
however.
Take a breath.
Ten breaths.
One hundred breaths...
The anticipated cataclysmic war did not erupt.
The entire outer region of Chaos remained deathly silent.
That was the Sage Dipankara who had just been majestic and furious, declaring that he would "act on behalf of his master."
At this moment, hovering stiffly in mid-air, that finger, imbued with endless destructive aura, pointed straight at Gu Changqing.
like a statue.
Like a sculpture frozen in time.
What...is going on?
The excitement and anticipation on everyone's faces gradually froze, turning into deep doubt and confusion.
Why don't you fight?
Why is the Sage Dipankara delaying his actions?
Is it...
An absurd yet seemingly the only explanation began to frantically grow in everyone's minds.
Could it be that this newly crowned saint is afraid?!
The moment this thought crossed everyone's minds, they were all startled!
saint!
That is an immortal, indestructible, and supreme being who upholds the Dao on behalf of Heaven!
Would a sage be afraid?
What a joke!
But how can this bizarre scene be explained?
Everyone was completely baffled!
But they don't know.
At this moment, the protagonist of the day, Randeng, was also experiencing a storm of emotions that he could not calm down!
The anger in his eyes had largely dissipated.
Or rather, it was Gu Changqing's sudden burst of terrifying aura that finally awakened some of his rationality.
Randeng stared intently at Gu Changqing. Although he remained silent, a barely perceptible look of horror and apprehension flickered deep within his eyes.
He carefully sensed the vast and powerful aura emanating from Gu Changqing!
what is that?
That's not the Holy Might!
It was a power that was purer, more domineering, more primal, and more... terrifying than the Holy Might!
If we say that his saintly power of lighting the lamp is a branch of the great river of the Heavenly Dao, then...
Then Gu Changqing's power is an even more magnificent and boundless ocean, independent of the Heavenly Dao River!
Primordial Dao Fruit!
This is the true Primordial Dao Fruit attained by breaking through shackles through one's own great power!
At this moment, Randeng finally realized the fundamental difference between himself and Tongtian and Gu Changqing, which seemed to be of the same level but were actually worlds apart!
They are true transcendent beings!
As for myself, I am nothing more than a high-level employee under the rules of Heaven!
war?
What will we use to fight?!
Are you going to fight with your head down?!
Once he makes a move, let alone suppressing Gu Changqing, he himself would probably be torn to shreds by that domineering and unparalleled power in an instant!
Even if a Heavenly Saint is immortal, if his Sainthood is knocked down on the spot and his Dao Fruit is forcibly shattered.
Then, his lighting of the lamp would make him the first and only person since the beginning of time to be dethroned on the very day he attained enlightenment—a laughingstock!
This consequence is worse than killing him!
Cold sweat silently soaked through Ran Deng's back.
He stood there, frozen in place, caught between a rock and a hard place.
To take action would be to invite humiliation and utter ruin!
Stop?!
That would be a slap in the face, a complete loss of authority!
Furthermore, Randeng could clearly sense the various gazes of the people around him, some filled with surprise and doubt, others with curiosity, and still others with disdain.
Only then did Ran Deng finally regain his full consciousness!
Damn!
That was so impulsive!
Now that he's become a saint, he can challenge Gu Changqing?!
It should be noted that Gu Changqing is an absolute powerhouse who can suppress even the combined might of the Four Saints.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a more troublesome existence than a veteran saint like Tongtian.
Society is dead!
Taishe is dead!
Ran Deng's expression changed rapidly, his mind racing, feeling extremely embarrassed!
And right now.
On the other side, Gu Changqing leisurely shook the Dionysus gourd.
His eyes were blurry with drunkenness, yet he looked at the lamp with obvious impatience.
"cut......"
"I had a great time drinking today, and I thought I could stretch my muscles a bit."
"It seems unlikely again."
"Ugh... boring, so boring!"
Gu Changqing spoke as if to himself, but his words clearly reached the ears of every cultivator.
Murder and kill!
This is blatant murder, a complete psychological attack!
All beings look at each other.
Seemingly out of consideration for the newly enlightened Dipankara, they both noticed each other's expressions of trying hard to suppress laughter.
But a moment later...
"puff……"
One of the quasi-saints couldn't hold back and spat it out on the spot.
Then, the second, the third...
Countless powerful figures were trembling with suppressed laughter, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh out loud; the scene was utterly comical.
The face of the lamp-burner could no longer be described as simply black.
It was a color of despair that changed from red to purple, from purple to blue, and finally turned into a deathly gray!
It’s over.
It's all over.
His first attempt at establishing his authority as a newly appointed saint turned into a farce that will be laughed at for ten thousand years!
He could even foresee that from now on, his title of the Sage of Burning Lamp would be forever inextricably linked with words such as "cowardly as a mouse," "outwardly strong but inwardly weak," and "failed to establish authority"!
humiliation!
Endless humiliation!
Just as Burning Lamp's Dao Heart was about to collapse and he went completely insane.
A vast, ancient voice, devoid of any emotion, resounded without warning throughout the entire Chaos Realm.
The voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated into the depths of the primordial spirit of every living being, carrying an unquestionable supreme will.
"That's enough."
Boom!
Upon hearing this, the entire chaos instantly froze!
All the laughter, chatter, and telepathic communication came to an abrupt halt at that moment!
He is the Dao Ancestor!
The Dao Ancestor Hongjun has finally spoken!
All living beings, whether they were quasi-saints or immortals of the Jie Sect, instantly composed themselves, bowed respectfully, and dared not even breathe loudly.
Burning Lamp felt as if he had been granted a pardon; his Dao heart, which was on the verge of collapse, seemed to have found its last lifeline!
He suddenly looked up and cast a gaze towards the direction of Zixiao Palace as if he had been granted a pardon.
Is the Dao Ancestor finally going to step in and suppress that damned Gu Changqing's power?
Such hope arose in the heart of the lamp-burning man.
But the next moment, Hongjun spoke again, which left Randeng dumbfounded!