High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 153 - 112: The Dao Has Nine Grades, But Chen Kuang Is Not Among Them (Three-in-One)

Chapter 153: Chapter 112: The Dao Has Nine Grades, But Chen Kuang Is Not Among Them (Three-in-One)

"Crack... crack..."

Centering around the thin ice under Chen Kuang’s feet, the entire river surface was instantly covered with a layer of snow-white.

In the night sky, the snow grew heavier.

What originally was a thin flurry akin to salt scattered into the air.

But previously, a vast amount of river water had evaporated under the "Indestructible Flame," risen into the air and merged with the clouds.

As soon as a hint of coldness emerged, these water vapors swiftly condensed into icy crystals and began falling as heavy snow, fueling this great snowfall.

As large snowflakes fell, they were devoured by flames, transforming back into a mighty heavenly wind.

Above, snow whistled down, below, flames swept across, their collision stirred the air into vortexes, vaguely resembling the black and white of Tai Chi. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Boom..."

Around the storm above the river, even a few lightning flashes passed by, resembling the end of the world.

But this was merely the beginning.

After Chen Kuang finished reciting "River Snow," he firmly stepped onto the frozen river surface, took a deep breath, and walked slowly towards the blazing light mass that resembled the sun.

The fierce wind mixed with the falling snow, blowing at the edges of his clothes, making them flap wildly.

With each step he took, the power transformed from "River Snow" became increasingly tangible, following his will.

"Boom..."

Amidst the raging storm, numerous snow pillars descended from the sky, akin to heavenly collapse, extinguishing the burning mountain fires that had spread across the banks with icy gusts.

Members of the Yihuo Sect were dumbstruck, watching in amazement as the fire that had spread across the vast mountains was snuffed out in an instant, leaving not a spark!

At the same time, when they attempted to activate their techniques and retreat, they suddenly realized that the Spiritual Qi within and around them was eerily silent, unresponsive.

Although the "Indestructible Flame" had returned to its origin, their cultivation techniques weren’t rendered useless.

The inability to mobilize Spiritual Qi meant only one possibility—

The Spiritual Qi in this region had been thoroughly suppressed along with the snowfall!

Even more terrifying, amidst the intensifying snowstorm, the surrounding scorched mountains and barren lands began to transform into snow-white sculptures.

All the flying birds and animals were instantly frozen, turning into a still picture.

"This... was this done by Chen Kuang?!"

The voice of the Yihuo Sect disciples was trembling, a kind of nameless fear spreading within their hearts.

The poem had spread across the riverbank, everyone had heard it.

And it was right after Chen Kuang finished reciting that the great snow fell, while Spiritual Qi fell silent—undoubtedly, this was Chen Kuang’s doing.

His words conforming to reality, this technique... could already be called a Divine Power!

Yet, Chen Kuang was evidently only at the Tower Ascension Realm, how could he achieve such a feat?!

This entirely defied the common sense within their cognition!

Even Wen Si, who was on the ship behind, felt a stirring in his heart, and displayed a grave expression while watching the flying snow, murmuring, "This junior brother of mine... is truly remarkable."

He had admired Chen Kuang quite a bit before, but such admiration was recognition for an outstanding younger generation.

As a great demon, Wen Si’s lifespan far exceeded that of humans.

If counting the ignorant years before the birth of intelligence as a swimming fish, his actual age might exceed those of the few remaining Saints of this era, having seen and heard countless matters, he never easily felt surprised at anything.

Chen Kuang’s leap through three Great Realms to counter the Moon Embrace Realm was indeed incredible for ordinary cultivators, yet five thousand years ago, prodigies were abundant, and even those stronger than Shen Xingzhu existed; whether Chen Kuang could rank amongst the top ten was yet uncertain.

Moreover, Chen Kuang was chosen personally by Xi Mengquan even when he was still a mere mortal.

If he did not possess abilities far beyond the ordinary, that would truly be peculiar.

But as this snowfall emerged precipitously, Spiritual Qi fell silent, Wen Si truly understood the meaning behind Xi Mengquan’s words to him back then.

Wen Si still remembered himself watching Xi Mengquan holding that drowsy and blindfolded child, lowering his head to say to him:

"Wait here for ten years, when he leaves the Imperial Palace, send him back to your homeland, and you can do what you wish to do."

He asked, "Why?"

What Wen Si wanted to ask was essentially why, but considering the old geezer before him had beaten him up, he reluctantly altered his wording.

Xi Mengquan said leisurely, "The way of heaven, it reduces the surplus to replenish the lacking; when the way loses one, it takes from all to replenish, when all lack, it takes from outside..."

"If taking is insufficient, the way cannot be called the way."

Wen Si was silent for a long time, then said, "Is what you said understandable to humans?"

"Hmm?"

"I mean, I am a demon, not quite able to comprehend your complex human philosophies."

Xi Mengquan retracted the hand pressing against Wen Si’s head, sighed, and said:

"This world has a hole in the firmament, but someone will come to mend it."

Wen Si looked at the mortal child, utterly puzzled: "Is it him?"

Xi Mengquan said, "It’s him, yet more than just him."

Wen Si couldn’t quite comprehend, and asked: "Meaning he’ll be very powerful?"

Xi Mengquan laughed heartily: "Something like that."

"How powerful is ’something like that’?"

Xi Mengquan pondered for a moment, profoundly saying: "As powerful as you imagine."

Back then, Wen Si only found it bewildering; in this world, the Tao is divided into Ninth Grade, established long ago.

How could one be as powerful as imagined?

Now witnessing this scene, he gradually started to understand.