Chapter 829: Chapter 74: In the Na of the Invincible (Final Chapter of the Volu)_4 Chapter 829: Chapter 74: In the Na of the Invincible (Final Chapter of the Volu)_4 His eyes, filled with rage, wildness, flamboyance, and recklessness, swept across the surroundings.
All the Three Continents’ Cultivators who saw those eyes imdiately retreated in terror!
Dead!
All dead!
A Monk King Xin from the Xi Tuo Continent and two Deified Puppets had completely fallen to Yao Wudi!
One after another, they perished!
Even now, although Yao Wudi’s aura seed to plumt drastically, no one dared to approach him.
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In the distance, Personal Disciple Xue, covered in wounds, was also looking at Yao Wudi with shock.
He had seen many who had achieved Immortal Ascension and encountered many high-level cultivators who claid to be unparalleled in combat.
Yet, he had never seen soone like Yao Wudi who made him feel inferior and even submissive in his heart.
Today, in his heart, only two words echoed like a drumbeat:
“This is invincibility!
This is invincibility!”
The na Invincible was indeed not given in vain.
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And in the next mont, Personal Disciple Xue subconsciously looked up at the sky.
The sky was gathering dark clouds.
“Thunder Tribulation?!”
“Yao Wudi, is he actually attempting Immortal Ascension at this ti?!”
The cultivators from the Three Continents instinctively retreated in fear toward Tianlu City.
The cultivators from Juhai City and Buxi City did not give chase.
In this battle, both sects had suffered trendous losses.
Especially the Wanxiang Sect, where not even Deputy Hall Master of Tianyuan Hall and Mountain Lord Guan Ao from Taiyang Mountain, who were already in the upper echelons of the sect, had perished on the spot.
At this mont, they were too weakened to pursue.
Although the Three Continents’ Cultivators had lost three Immortal Ascendants, the number of Nascent Soul Cultivators had not decreased by much.
And most importantly, the strongest combatant Yao Wudi was now facing the Tribulation of God Transformation, which was comparatively even more crucial.
In midair.
Yao Wudi looked at the converging tribulation clouds, with yellow Mother Qi of Dharmas swiftly swirling around him.
He gently lifted the body of Guan Ao, placing it on the city wall.
In his mind, he subconsciously flashed through various events of his life.
Joining the Sect, following his teacher, practicing nurous Cultivation thods, fraternizing with his peers, pondering over the purpose of life…
Those were the happiest tis.
Later, his teacher passed away of old age, and the gap between his peers gradually widened.
So had not even managed Foundation Establishnt, and so died before reaching Golden Core…
In the years that followed, he gradually stopped seeing familiar faces among the senior cultivators.
Life is but a brief stop for the passing traveler.
Cultivators, however, witness far more farewells.
Later on, he too beca a botherso old thing, unable to achieve Immortal Ascension, and had to leave the Sect to live in seclusion.
As he saw his lifespan nearing its end, he still took on a disciple to pass on his knowledge.
That was a late comfort in life.
No matter what, he had lived a full life, without regrets.
“As such, it is ti to truly, completely…
pursue the Dao!”
In the sky, the dark clouds grew denser, and the lightning flickered.
But in the next mont, Yao Wudi was slightly taken aback.
The flashes of lightning suddenly flickered, and then slowly started to fade into the dark clouds again.
Yao Wudi bowed his head.
Looking at his body, which was void of the Divine Patterns, a hint of realization in his eyes flashed.
“This body…
is ultimately a bit too old, huh…”
He sighed softly.
Without a hint of hesitation, he took out a white porcelain bottle from his Storage Treasure.
A tinge of satisfaction and lancholy flashed through his eyes.
“My good disciple…”
Having said that, without any hesitation, he drank the contents of the white porcelain bottle.
A few breaths later.
Many of the Divine Patterns on his body writhed as if insubstantially.
“It’s a pity…
the effect can only reach about twenty or thirty percent.”
Yao Wudi shook his head in regret.
The ‘Everlasting Mont Water’ gifted by his good disciple could, for other Nascent Soul Cultivators, possibly turn back ti in an instant, restoring one to their peak condition.
But for him, managing twenty or thirty percent was already proof of the extraordinary efficacy of the Everlasting Mont Water.
And in the sky, the tribulation clouds, which had shown signs of dissipating, began to gather again.
The thunder flickered as if brewing.
Yao Wudi’s eyes sparkled with spirit.
Alone, he faced the tribulation clouds and flew towards them.
The next mont.
The thunder struck down!
…
“Deified Puppets, after all, aren’t true Immortal Ascendants, they lack a Dao Domain; even if they are destroyed, they won’t receive the approval of the heavens and earth.”
“Even their consciousness is controlled by multiple Nascent Soul stage cultivators…”
The imposing figure looked down below, feeling slightly reminiscent.
“So to say, they only have so rits…”
The cultivator in a moon-white robe gazed at Yao Wudi amidst the tribulation clouds, his figure blurred.
The might brewing within the tribulation clouds was sothing even he wouldn’t dare confront directly.
His Spiritual Sense also dared not probe lightly, making it difficult to sense Yao Wudi’s real state.
Therefore, his tone now was unusually grave:
“Yao Wudi, earlier breaking his Divine Patterns to fight, though it increased his magical combat prowess, consud a good deal of his foundation and will likely carry significant consequences.”
“His Tribulation of God Transformation will ultimately be extraordinary; had he been at his peak, there might have been a chance to succeed, but now…”
“It’s a pity that Xue Shenshou ultimately fell short, and even in a life-and-death battle, failed to break through…”
The imposing figure showed a trace of regret.
As they spoke,
A massive thunderclap caused the two to cease their talk and look intently at the tribulation clouds.
Despite not seeing the situation clearly, both experienced individuals could roughly judge Yao Wudi’s condition through the state of the Thunder Tribulation.
“It’s begun!”
The imposing figure whispered.
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