Divine Brilliance

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Outside of the underground cave, in the swamp outside of the entrance.

An old monk in prayer attire was holding onto a tin stick, his white brow furrowed as he looked at a certain direction below.

“Weird, they should have fought! Xiang King tomb. Those two items shouldn’t have appeared. The Extreme Purple Pill in the sub tomb shouldn’t have resulted in such a scale of conflict! However, those two juniors are really amazing. Although the spiritual wave is about to arrive, in these short twenty years or so, many heroes and talents appeared, how unbelievable…”

Jingyin walked at the side, following the footsteps of the old monk. Her face was filled with a surprised expression, “Senior Master Zifang! Shouldn’t we search for the main tomb of the Xiang King now, can we really stay outside?”

Zifang broke out into laughter when he heard that, using the thin stick to smack her head, “Our Buddhist faction doesn’t want that God Emperor spot and have no intentions to be an overlord, so why do we need that Avici Throne? As for the Extreme Purple Pill, the Buddhist ancestors are merciful. We Buddhist cultivators will have a world of extreme happiness for us after we die. It doesn’t matter if our lifespan is long or short. If that Book of Universe really appears then we should fight for it. Even our Buddhist sect will have many benefits from it. As for the other items, we can forget it…”

Jingyin exclaimed in confusion, she felt weird. Since the Ten Thousand Buddha Vast Habitat didn’t come here for the throne or the pill, then why did they bring so many cultivators? The strength they brought was no weaker than the Demon and Taoist sects…

“We planted our origin in the Cloud World after the Xiang King died but coincidentally we knew about some of his secrets.”

Zifang tilted his head, explaining without much care, “Although he died, legend had it that his corpse was hung up for close to a month, with vengeful energy surging into the clouds. That Great Han Country’s establishing ruler didn’t dare to touch the corpse and allowed his remaining forces to clear them out. However, no matter where it was placed, it would cause calamity and vengeful energy to boil. In the end, he was helpless and could only bury him in this Cloud Dream swamp; in this blessed land where there was no one.”

Jingyin listened on quietly. These things didn’t have anything to do with her but it was interesting hearing about them.

Then Zifang sighed, looking around, “However ten thousand years later, look at this place. A top tomb became a pinnacle dangerous land. Yin mist gathered and vengeful energy surged. Along with the blood of the six countries crafting the Avici Throne, one really cannot be at ease!”

Whilst saying that, Zifang took out a golden pillar and stuck it into the dirt.

It was two hundred feet long and on it were densely packed scriptures.

Jingyin took just one look and knew that on it drew the Madhyama Agama Demon Vanquishing Scripture, Diamond Sutra, Demon Vanquishing Sutra and, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra used for funerals. She couldn’t help but exclaim and then she understood, “Senior Master is worried that Xiang King would revive?”

Naturally, it wasn’t a proper revival. If not, he didn’t have to use these two extremely strong Demon Vanquishing Scriptures.

“The time hasn’t arrived! But it is better to be prepared…”

Zifang was helpless, “After the Chi King, a total of three invincible overlords appeared: Xiangchu Overlord,Ran king and also Lu Wushuang who all ruled a generation but died a tragic death. None of them filled one with worry!”

As he said that Zifang smiled and asked, “Why are you here Jingyin? Is it because of that unlimited light, endless darkness?”

Jingyin exclaimed, no wanting to lie but also unwilling to say, keeping silent and not saying a word.

The Buddhists have tens of factions, although he was quite harmonious, there was competition. She didn’t know if she should say those words in front of this old monk.

Zifang didn’t care, laughing out, “Don’t worry! This matter is really important to our Buddhist faction. The sects are all delighted to see it succeed. Let me guess, is Zhao Yanran whom your Jingtu Sect chose? That woman is not bad but she doesn’t have a dual meridian body. Was it because of other reasons? I viewed her and she seemed to use the Seven Spirit Sect Energy Seed Cauldron cultivation method to improve so quickly. However, it seems like a reverse technique. The more she benefits, the harder it would be for her to get out of that person’s control…”

Jingyin was instantly stunned, Reverse Seed Cauldron technique? In the past she hadn’t noticed and only felt that this Zhao Yanran indeed improved a little too quick. She remembered that when they met, she was initially Grade-7 but now she was already at the peak.

She thought that it was because of her talents but only now did she know she used such a technique close to Demon Path.

If that was the case than the cauldron definitely was Zong Shou.

He mostly used that method to force Zhao Yanran…

Thinking of which, Kong Yao who was still stuck in Gantian Mountain today, Jingyin was certain of her guesses.

Zong Shou desired her beauty, forcefully capturing her and spreading rumors to destroy her clean reputation.

Such a vicious person could really use all kinds of methods? How despicable.

Speaking of which, what she had to do wasn’t persuade Yanran to join their Buddhist faction, but to unlock their Seed Cauldron relationship!

Thinking about it, Zifang laughed in disdain, “However this time Senior Linghai made you come out for this matter; he miscalculated.”

Jingyin was startled when she heard that, following which her face turned red and knew what Zifang meant.

Linghai asked her to return back to normal life, his intentions really couldn’t be told to others.

After finding out that this unlimited light and endless darkness was a female, she actually heaved a sigh of relief. If she really had to do such a matter, she would be embarrassed to death.

Zifang suddenly exclaimed, looking up into the sky.

Following his gaze to look out, only to see a light suddenly descend like a shooting star. When it was thirty thousand feet away, she finally saw that it was a sword light.

Sharp! Penetrative! Extremely bright and sharp!

The layers of restrictions shone and numerous spells were triggered.

However the sword light broke them one by one. Charging and stabbing open, nothing was able to stop it for even a moment.

Was that Zong Shou? And Zhao Yanran?

The moment such a thought arose in her head, Jingyin heard Zifang suck in a cold breath.

“Strong! How strong! Who knew such a top expert would appear in this world! Wow, Sword Soul Intermediate Realm with Spirit and Martial Arts Merging into one. Isn’t that the Gantian Monster King? Why is he so anxious?”

That energy surged until a thousand feet. It actually didn’t head for the entrance but at the weird spiritual energy direction, Zifang was looking at before, landing directly there. The vast sword glow scattered the dirt and smashed the rock layer, that was as strong as Magical Artifacts, into pieces!

Following which there was a loud explosion, Jingyin was forced back tens of steps. Her face was ashen white.

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Where the shadow of the knife passed, the black hand was instantly broken. However, it didn’t stop. It was like it broke through the space and directly struck at Wuxuan.

He was shocked, a chill Intent struck his heart. He didn’t hesitate to roar out, his vital energy instantly surged as he punched out two fists. The Hell Fist Intent seemed to turn this tomb room into Yama’s palace!

The Buddhist talked about the country in the Buddha Palm, at this moment his fist seemed to have an entire devilish world!

Only to hear a clang, where the Knife Light passed everything was sliced apart.

Those stars, those screaming ghosts were all easily sliced broken!

Since he could slice through space how could he not destroy stars? And incomplete worlds?

Most of the Grade-9 cultivators could only see their bodies moving. Knife and fists clashing tens of times in the sky full of stars.

Under the knife and fist energy sweeping out, everything that was buried along with the king was destroyed.

Yuan Wushang’s lips curled up, silently switching spots. He was closer to Ruoshui, in case she was hit by the ripples of their intense battle. Only his body was shaky and occasionally gave out soft coughs.

A short moment later Wuxuan finally backed off. His face was really dark and sunken, his fists tightly clenched and slightly trembling.

Looking closely, there was actually blood dripping from that fist. That pot-like fist actually had several wounds upon it.

The twenty Grade-9 cultivators who rushed over to the tomb room were all silent.

Everyone looked at this scene in a startled manner. Wuji was also shocked.

Yanrui was too.

Spirit and Martial Arts Merger…

Li Wuhui, although he could only do the most rough layer, maybe he just touched that gate.

But it really was that!

They all had the same thought that flashed across their minds. Li Wuhui was actually so strong!

Going strength for strength against both Wuxuan and Xiao Xiangzi and being able to not fall behind for ten minutes!

Was this the Knife Lord?

At this moment not only did Wuxuan have an ugly expression, but Xiao Xiangzi was also shocked.

Li Wuhui was standing on the spot with the knife in his hand. Several areas around his chest and abdomen had caved in, blood seeping from his left arm.

However his right arm was still really stable and those wounds were continuously healing.

“In the battle against Zong Shou at Mysterious Cloud Mountain, I comprehended some things. Unfortunately at the 476th sword, I didn’t dare to continue.”

As he said that he smiled and looked at the two of them, “Do you two still think we aren’t worth our fame? Do you still want to continue? Even today I still think that Monster King is far stronger than me. Be careful not to piss him off, regardless if you are Taoist or Demon Sect. One finger and he will smash many of you…”

Wuji scoffed coldly, filled with rage. Wuxuan’s gaze also turned cold.

“I underestimated you! You really deserve your name of Knife Lord. However how long can you last? Four hours? Six hours? If you just wanted to piss me off, then congratulations you have already done it!”