parentshiftbook Chapter 380 Before the Earth Ranking, two Dharma Bodies
Chapter 380 Before the Earth Ranking, two Dharma Bodies
Chapter 380 Top Ten of the Earth Ranking, Two Dharma Bodies
Buzz!
A strange change occurred in the skies above Yuhang City!
Before the chaotic energy of heaven and earth, disrupted by the earth-shattering battle, had fully recovered, the sky was once again violently torn apart by an invisible and intangible force that was superior to all things.
A dazzling golden light, imbued with the majesty of the heavens and seemingly existing since time immemorial, suddenly descended, precisely enveloping the battlefield and the entire majestic city of Yuhang.
Thousands of martial artists and ordinary people, regardless of their cultivation level, were all deeply shaken and involuntarily looked up in awe.
Above the endless sky, golden light converged, transforming into an enormous, seemingly boundless golden book that appeared to bear witness to all the rise and fall, glory and disgrace of the world, stretching across the heavens and earth!
The book slowly unfurled, as if the very essence of Heaven itself had revealed it, and line by line, golden characters containing profound laws and principles appeared, clearly imprinted on the eyes of every living being below:
[Great Summer, early summer, bright sunshine.]
[In Yuhang, Jiangnan, the Wenqu star was struck down, four stars fell into the wilderness, and blood stained the long streets.]
[Li Xijun of the Star Palace, in Yuhang City, single-handedly slew four Grandmasters of the Dharma Aspect Realm!]
【Cui Dan, the Skin-Peeling Scholar of the Path of Calamity, ranked fifteenth on the Earthly List, the "Dharma-Image Skin-Peeling Blood Prison," is executed!】
"The Bodhisattva of Joy in the Seven Emotions," named Wonderful Sound, ranked seventeenth on the Earthly List, and the Heavenly Maiden of Wonderful Sound of Joyful Sound, is dead!
[Cui Baiquan of the Qinghe Cui Clan, ranked nineteenth on the local list, whose Dharma image resembled a surging river, was executed!]
[Jiang Tianxiong, the "Overturning Crocodile of the Great River Alliance," ranked twenty-second on the Earthly Ranking, and known as the "Dharma-Aspect Overturning Crocodile God," is dead!]
On this day, the four grandmasters joined forces, their divine forms appearing in the sky, seeking to seize the opportunity for immortality.
[Yet Li Xijun's physical body was invincible, his fist shattering the Crocodile God; his sword intent was profound, his death intent perfected, slaying the scholar with a mere laugh; his vitality was boundless, his life force vibrant, annihilating Qinghe with a flick of his wrist; his spirit shone like the sun, backfiring on the demonic voice, annihilating Miaoyin invisibly.]
With a mere gesture, all four Grandmasters of the Earthly Ranking perished! Their understanding of life and death had reached a state of perfect perfection!
This battle shook the very fabric of destiny, causing a reshuffling of the Earthly Rankings.
[Tenth on the Earthly Ranking, Li Xijun!]
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[His fist shakes mountains and rivers, startling gods and demons; his dual intents cycle, severing life and death!]
The golden list hangs high, shining brightly, and every word on it weighs as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it hard to breathe.
The gentle sky over the Jiangnan water towns was now completely occupied by this solemn and magnificent golden light, which illuminated the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in a golden hue, making all the clouds lose their color!
Yuhang City was deathly silent!
A deathly silence even more complete than when the previous battle ended!
Everyone remained with their heads tilted back, as if they had been transformed into clay or wooden sculptures.
Only when the dazzling golden light and the list slowly dissipated into the sky, and the invisible pressure of the heavens gradually faded away, did the stagnant air seem to begin to flow again.
"boom--!"
A tremendous uproar swept through the entire city like a tsunami!
"Tenth on the Earth Ranking? Skipping dozens of places to jump straight to tenth? You should know that the top nine on the Earth Ranking are..."
They are all Grandmaster-level figures.
"One punch, one blade, one finger, one thought—slaying four Earth-Rank Grandmasters in succession... Am I—am I dreaming?"
"The true meaning of life and death—perfect harmony! This—how is this possible? It's unheard of since ancient times!"
"Your Highness the Star Lord—he—he's already the number one person below the Grandmaster?!"
Exclamations, doubts, and fervent worship mingled together, plunging the entire city into an unprecedented frenzy and awe.
Luo Qingyang, a true disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect, gripped the shimmering key stone tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.
He gazed at Li Xijun's retreating figure, then looked up at the sky. His handsome face was devoid of any arrogance as the top-ranked person, replaced only by a deep sense of powerlessness and awe.
He finally realized that he and the person in front of him were not on the same level at all, and how ridiculous it was to be called "the second Star Lord".
Xuanwu Venerable Su Manniang's red lips parted slightly, and her captivating peach blossom eyes were now filled with pure shock.
She looked at Li Xijun as if she were truly getting to know this young star lord for the first time.
She murmured to herself, "This little one—she's been hiding it so well—no wonder Suzaku actually managed to become the Crown Princess—"
Complex emotions surged within the icy blue eyes of Li Qinghan, the White Tiger Saintess.
There was a sense of pride in sharing in the glory, a sense of astonishment at his younger brother's sudden increase in strength, but more than anything, there was an indescribable sense of peace and resolve.
She let out a soft breath, thinking to herself, "With hope Jun's strength, Great Xia should be safe in a few years. Perhaps we can finally find clues about my mother's whereabouts."
Her gaze toward Li Xijun became even more resolute.
On the street not far away, Master Pufa of Shaolin Temple was holding the empty black box that had lost all its mystique, his face turning pale and then red.
He was originally furious because he had been "tricked" by Luo Qingyang, but now the words on the golden list had completely cooled his anger.
He looked at Li Xijun, then at the empty box in his hand, and finally let out a long, drawn-out Buddhist chant filled with lingering fear and relief: "Amitabha—greed, greed obscures the eyes—how fortunate, how fortunate—"
If it weren't for Luo Qingyang's decisiveness and Li Xijun's arrival, he would probably have become the fifth corpse on the ground.
In the mountains of Jiangnan, a monk dressed in a dark gold robe, with bronze skin, not tall, yet seemingly blending into the mountains beneath him, exuding an aura of immutability and invulnerability, was walking slowly.
With each step he took, the earth resonated slightly.
He is none other than the third-ranked master on the Earthly Ranking, the Grand Master of the Vajra Temple in the Western Regions, the Undying Venerable King!
He looked up at the golden list that stretched across the sky and earth, and for the first time, a solemn expression appeared on his usually calm face.
"The successor of the Thunder God—has he grown to this extent?" His voice was deep, like the clash of metal and stone. "In such a short time, from reversing the fate of Fairy Muyue to now single-handedly killing the four top-ranked officials—such speed is unheard of. He truly deserves to be the successor of the Thunder God, possessing great fortune."
However,.
His gaze immediately sharpened, carrying a resolute determination to defend the orthodoxy of Buddhism: "Precisely for this reason, this child cannot be allowed to live! His path is vastly different from our Buddhist Vajra path, yet it is so powerful. If he attains Dharmakaya one day, he will surely be a great enemy of our path!"
East China Sea, Jianmen Pass.
Amidst the misty peaks, countless disciples of the Sword Sect gathered in the plaza and on the cliffs, gazing at the dissipating golden light, discussing amongst themselves, their faces filled with a mixture of pride and unbelievable excitement.
"Tenth on the Earth Ranking! My god, this Star Lord is too formidable!"
"I heard that Senior Sister Jinghong was very close to him when they were in the capital, and they even fought side by side. Senior Sister truly has discerning eyes!"
"Yes, yes, quickly ask Senior Sister Jinghong, is this Star Lord really that powerful? This cultivation speed is terrifying!"
Behind Jianmen Mountain, at Sijian Cliff.
This place is a forbidden area of the Sword Sect, shrouded year-round in an invisible yet incredibly sharp and terrifying sword intent.
The cliff face is as steep as if cut by a sword, covered with countless ancient sword marks of varying depths, each containing different true meanings of swordsmanship. Ordinary disciples, let alone cultivate here, would feel their souls about to be torn apart and their bodies corroded by the sword energy just by approaching it.
However, atop this cliff, permeated with an aura of destruction and annihilation, before two of the most ancient and powerful sword-wielding stones, sat two figures, one old and one young, seemingly integrated with the surrounding raging sword intent, coexisting harmoniously.
The old man was dressed in simple gray linen clothes. He was thin and had an ordinary face. Only his eyes, which did not have a piercing light when they opened and closed, seemed to contain the profound truths of the universe.
Sitting there, he seemed to be the source and destination of the sword intent of the entire Sijian Cliff. He was none other than Ye Wuqing, a famous high-ranking master on the Heavenly Ranking and a pillar of the Sword Sect!
He spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an all-knowing quality: "Jinghong, was this boy truly only at the outer realm of the lower three heavens back in the capital?"
Sitting opposite him was the graceful and ethereal Fairy Jinghong, whose temperament carried a hint of the passage of time.
Even now, her stunningly beautiful face couldn't hide the shock. Upon hearing this, she respectfully replied, "Reporting to Grandmaster, it is absolutely true. Although he was incredibly talented at the time, using the advantage of divine weapons to defeat Mu Yue, his cultivation was undoubtedly only at the third level of the Outer Realm. This disciple—this disciple never expected that his progress would be so rapid. Now he is already tenth on the Earth Ranking, and within the Dharma Aspect Realm, he can be considered invincible."
Ye Wuqing nodded slightly, a genuine look of amazement flashing in his eyes: "With just the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Sword brought by the Old Man of Withered Bones, he was able to reverse-engineer and comprehend the wonders of the *Heavenless Reincarnation of Life and Death Sword Chapter*, and now he has even pushed the true meaning of life and death to perfection—such talent is unparalleled throughout history. This child's path is not in the sword, but in himself; all the laws of heaven and earth can be used by him. Truly remarkable."
The Feathered Gate lies deep within the Nine Heavens Cloud Palace.
A Taoist priest, dressed in a mysterious robe imbued with the interplay of Yin and Yang and the subtle hints of stars, wearing a purple-gold crown, with a handsome face and eyes as deep as the eternal starry sky, stood quietly beneath a massive Yin-Yang Taoist diagram.
He was none other than the leader of the Feathered Ascension Sect, the Heavenly Ranking Dharma Body, and the Dao Lord.
He raised his fingers and made a light pinch, his body radiating a Daoist aura, as if he were deducing the secrets of heaven.
However, a moment later, a rare look of doubt and astonishment appeared on his usually calm face.
"Strange indeed—I thought this child's rapid progress was due to the strategic moves of some ancient beings, a rebirth through a borrowed shell, or the favor of destiny—but now, observing his fate and fortune, it is all in chaos, like looking at flowers through fog, making it increasingly difficult to fathom him—"
He muttered to himself, his brow furrowed slightly, "Li Xijun—who exactly are you? Could you be—a true anomaly?"
On the long street of Yuhang City.
The golden phenomenon in the sky completely dissipated, as if it had never appeared.
Li Xijun withdrew his gaze from the sky, his face remaining calm, as if the world-shaking list had nothing to do with him.
He turned his head and looked at Luo Qingyang, the true disciple of the Feathered Transformation Sect, who was still in shock beside him.
Luo Qingyang felt his gaze, and a shiver ran through him, instantly snapping him out of his boundless shock.
Without the slightest hesitation, and daring not to covet it in the slightest, he respectfully held up the shimmering, glowing gem with both hands.
The crucial keystone of the secret realm was bowed and presented to Li Xijun, his voice trembling slightly: "Your Highness's divine might is beyond my comprehension! This item—should rightfully belong to Your Highness!"