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Chapter 1035: Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Nine: The Optimal Solution

Chapter 1035 -Three Hundred and Twenty-Nine: The Optimal Solution

The Blood River Divine Sword that spanned the heavens shattered all in its path, and one after another, the Six Path Star Divine Pillars crumbled, yet Wang Fuling remained unfazed, “This sword’s power has indeed surpassed the Xuan grade, it’s just a pity…”

The Wang Fuling Dharma Aspect, formed from the power of the stars, gestured as if pulling a sword from thin air, and the full moon in the sky cast down clear and bright moon rings, its cold, shimmering crescents spinning and holding back the advance of the Blood River Divine Sword.

Cold Moon Purifying Sky, a divine technique that gathered the power of the stars, was stunningly beautiful and sacredly untouchable. In the presence of its holy, cold light, evil retreated with ease, and Asura Bloodthirsty found its nemesis, unable to advance an inch.

But this was all within Tang Luo’s expectations. If a peerless hero’s Dharma Aspect, invincible for two hundred years, could be erased by a single Blood River Divine Sword, then the path of martial arts would be far too trivial.

He had spit out the Divine Sword only to destroy the Star Pillars and reclaim his soul into his body, because the lethal move he was about to use required his soul to be intact!

All beings are equal, a common man’s rage, the extinguishing of stars, it didn’t matter what it was called. This was the only countermeasure Tang Luo could think of against Wang Invincible’s Dharma Aspect.

The Dharma Aspect before him was so overwhelmingly powerful it took one’s breath away. If facing the Victorious Venerable Liaoyin he could still exchange blows, against the adversary before him, other than going all out, he could think of no other way to contend.

“I should have stayed hidden in Longxi until I reached the King Realm before making a move…”

Pouring Spiritual Power into his soul and activating several forbidden soul techniques, Tang Luo couldn’t help but think this, but there was no medicine for regret in this world. One must stand by their decisions, as long as they don’t involve others!

The Blood River Divine Sword that spanned the heavens ceased, and the Blood Fiend’s flesh from his chest to his nose bridge was corroded by the Gou Chen Mask, exposing the wearer outside his Star Robe as a monstrous half-faced entity, his chest still emitting the sour stench of flesh being eaten away.

Despite the wretched appearance, the light in Gou Chen’s eyes was firm and bright, and a terrifyingly indescribable aura was emanating from his body.

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Collapse, annihilation, when commanded by the soul master to twist and extinguish into silence, the soul emits a power completely opposed to the Power of Truth. This force, ruling over death and quiescence, is the ultimate resting place of all, the Returning Ruins.

The Power of Returning Ruins surged out from Gou Chen, as if a new space had emerged within the originally stable space, constantly compressing the existing space, that domineering and barbaric force collapsing and warping it, causing the very heavens and earth to tremble inexorably.

In a few more breaths, the black sphere soul would be extinguished, and this space, too, would collapse under the Power of Returning Ruins, a phenomenon not even Wang Fuling could stop.

Not far away, Wang Fuling within the Star Pillar could never have imagined that the masked man would be so fierce. Since achieving the King Realm, he had never encountered such defiance, and he had almost forgotten this feeling of being offended. Though he had cultivated to a state of equanimity, he now experienced a wave of anger he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Wang Invincible was enraged, and to a great extent, it was because events had spiraled beyond his control.

This martial artist donning the Gou Chen Mask had time and again redefined his understanding of warriors from the Fierce Realm. He questioned himself—if, at the peak of his time in the Fierce Realm and before mastering the sect, he had faced this Star Dharma Image, could he have done better?

He might have been able to destroy the Six Yang Star God Pillars, but to execute a move that carried such mutually assured destruction, he felt it might not have been possible.

This was no longer a matter of cultivation level, but an issue of the soul’s inherent characteristics. The force of Returning Ruins, carrying with it endless deathly stillness, was the end of all living souls, the disaster star of spatial material.

The one who unleashed this force of Returning Ruins, the Gou Chen, was doomed. No one could survive under this power. When his black sphere soul shattered, it would be the moment his body turned to dust.

The perpetrator who severely injured Yun Sun had been brought to justice, but Wang Invincible could not find it in himself to feel happy. Yun Sun was currently enveloped by the Star God Pillar and could not move. If the Star God Pillar moved, or if Wang Chan moved, the Spirit Seed, which was fixed in place by the power of the stars, would shatter Wang Chan’s cultivated body. Seeing the speed at which the force of Returning Ruins was spreading, it would reach the Star God Pillar in no more than three breaths.

If his true body had been there, he would have been carefree and fearless. Yet, it was just a Star Dharma Image. Though it possessed a True Spirit with a will, it lacked the Primary Qi of the origin. This mixed Primary Qi, though abundant, was in its quality incomparable to this force of deathly stillness. It was inconceivable that he, a senior, was being pushed to such a state by a junior.

Within the Star God Pillar, Wang Fuling coldly shouted, “Do you really think I have no way of dealing with you!”

The Dharma Aspect floated forth, with star force condensing within its body, illuminating twenty-eight Life Stars. With meridians as the cosmos, arranged in horizontal and vertical arrays, they formed four star domains. Each domain had seven stars, and the intersecting domains created nine regions. Connected at the first and last stars, they manifested the domains of the Four Symbolic Beasts.

Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, Basket, the eastern Azure Dragon; Dipper, Ox, Girl, Emptiness, Rooftop, Room, Wall, the northern Xuanwu;

Stride, Bond, Stomach, Hairy Head, Net, Tusk, Three Stars, the western White Tiger; Well, Demon, Willow, Star, Extended Net, Wings, Chariot, the southern Vermilion Bird!

The twenty-eight Life Stars formed the chart of the Four Sovereign Stars, with each Sovereign connected by seven stars, each with their own duties, truly epitomizing Wang Fuling’s martial cultivation.

The so-called realm of Dharma Manifestation was already a very high stage within the practice of Dharma Aspects, yet what Wang Fuling was doing at that moment was beyond manifesting the Dharma in the form of the Earth. He was congealing the universe within his body, pinpointing stars to fill the cosmos, truly radiating an invincible aura.

And the divine force manifested by these twenty-eight Life Stars was not just for show. Enveloped in the aura of the Purple Aura, Wang Fuling formed hand seals, and in an instant, dragon and bird sang in unison, tiger stepped on turtle back, the four Sovereign Beasts transformed into four spiritual rune characters. Amid the sparkling light of the Purple Aura, Wang Fuling holding the grand symbols of the Four Beasts, dashed into the collapsing space directly facing the force of Returning Ruins without a hint of fear.

Legend has it that among the twinkling stars in the sky, there are four everlasting stars, each commanding one direction. Observers from ancient to modern times have regarded these four stars as the Emperor Stars, the masters of all stars, believing they govern the Heavenly Dao and all things, leading all the gods of heaven and earth.

Observers of the stars throughout the ages have invariably sought to draw the Emperor Stars into their destiny or visualize the Emperor Stars as their soul. However, few have succeeded, and Wang Fuling was among the rare martial artists who successfully undertook Soul Casting with the Emperor Stars.

Entering the vacuum of the force of Returning Ruins enveloped by the Purple Aura, the Star Dharma Image only felt an endless and mighty force attacking from the west, as if to snuff out the purplish starlight.

But once this purple light contracted onto the surface of the Dharma Image’s body, it became exceptionally tenacious. Even the force of Returning Ruins could not overcome it.

Tang Luo, who had long considered life and death as beyond concern, ignored Wang Fuling’s sudden advance. From the beginning, his target had been Wang Chan within the Star God Pillar, not far away. In two more breaths, the force of Returning Ruins would tear apart the Star God Pillar and shatter Wang Chan’s body, while he himself would turn to dust due to the extinction of his soul. In this way, neither the Tang Clan nor the Ji Clan would be exposed.

The Spiritual Power burned within the black sphere of the soul, with force of Returning Ruins continuously gushing out from within his body. Both flesh and soul were on the verge of collapse, yet Tang Luo’s gaze was serene. To choose one’s own way of death, was this not a kind of happiness?