Capítulo 1903: Chapter 1892: Immortal God Path
Chen Min shook her head repeatedly. Even though she believed in Ning Fan’s extraordinary talent, she did not approve of what she had in mind,
For it is said that the Saint sages have rged with the Heavenly Dao, becoming undying and indestructible beings.
The most peculiar thing to Chen Min was the power of wishes from all beings.
It was exactly the convergence of countless strands of wish power that allowed Ning Fan to manifest the pseudo Law of Heaven and Earth divine skill.
“Wish power! Could it be that Ning Fan is cultivating the Divine Path?”
Thinking of this, a hint of regret flashed in Chen Min’s eyes.
People often speak of immortals.
But in the eyes of taoist cultivators, gods and immortals are two different realms.
Immortals are taoist cultivators, while gods are divine spirits.
Gods are divided into innate and postnatal.
Innate divine spirits are born between heaven and earth.
Postnatal divine spirits are usually the offspring of innate divine spirits, or mortals who cultivate the Divine Path to beco postnatal gods.
The power of divine spirits is extrely formidable, especially innate divine spirits, possessing unpredictable power from the mont of their birth.
Even postnatal divine spirits have extraordinary might.
Nevertheless, taoist cultivators who evolve from mortals look down on divine spirits, and rarely cultivate the Divine Path lightly.
Innate divine spirits are born into the world, governed by the Heavenly Dao in essence, for all their abilities are granted by the Heavenly Dao.
To go a step further, so powerful innate divine spirits are incarnations of the great rules of the Dao.
However, the ultimate goal of taoist cultivators is to rge with the Dao, to achieve the supre grand Dao, to beco the embodint of the Heavenly Dao.
In terms of magnitude, the Divine Path is far inferior to the Immortal Path.
The road to immortality is long and difficult.
Countless people in cultivation never even brush the gates of the grand Dao in their lifeti.
rging with the Dao has beco a legend in the Earth Immortal Realm.
No records have been seen for nearly ten thousand years, or even as far back as a hundred thousand years.
In terms of cultivation paths, the Divine Path is stronger than the Immortal Path.
But which is stronger or weaker is still undecided.
The Divine Path is heavily limited by the influence of the world’s origin.
In the history of the Earth Immortal Realm, god-slaying has happened.
There were peerless experts with heaven-penetrating cultivation, trapping innate demon gods within formations, then refining and consuming them for the Heavenly Dao’s mystic arts.
Likewise! So innate demon gods transcended the shackles of the Heavenly Dao through understanding their own origin.
However, these records are too distant and cannot be investigated in detail.
Therefore, upon discovering the possibility of Ning Fan cultivating the Divine Path, Chen Min felt it was sowhat inappropriate but didn’t dwell on it.
In Chen Min’s view, if Ning Fan doesn’t venture to the Earth Immortal Realm, cultivating the Divine Path might be a good thing, for at least it frees him from dependency on spiritual energy.
She even thought, if Ning Fan doesn’t listen and goes to the Earth Immortal Realm,
she could assist from the side, and Ning Fan could switch to cultivating the Immortal Path just as well.
“Primordial Spirit, Divine Origin, Xugu— as long as it’s before the Xugu Stage, everything is still possible. As for choosing between the Immortal Path and the Divine Path, that’s up to him.”
Thinking of such things, Chen Min put the matter aside.
Just then, Chen Min’s expression turned cold, and her fingers rapidly ford a spiritual seal.
“Two Opposing Forces Reversal Formation!”
As she spoke, a black and a white light emitted from Chen Min’s fingers, then rapidly circled around the two of them.
The black and white lights, like swimming fish, swiftly rotated around them, forming a round barrier that enveloped them.
With a flash of flowing light on the barrier’s surface, Chen Min and Ning Fan disappeared from their original spot.
Gazing at the still tightly closed eyes of Ning Fan, Chen Min said coldly, “This sharp tal essence is from the Eight Desolates Sect.”
A flash of cold light broke through the sky, rushing towards the giant.
Currently on Mount Tai, the only force capable of producing such an unstoppable sword radiance is the Eight Desolates Sect, Chen Min could think of no other.
“Kong Ming of the Eight Desolates Sect, I’ve taken note of you.”
Chen Min’s eyes grew cold, staring fiercely at the sky.
Ning Fan had not condensed divine thoughts, but his consciousness body was damaged, needing only a few days of rest to recover.
As long as the physical body remains unhard, it would be nothing serious.
Otherwise, when the sword radiance appeared, Chen Min would have already killed her way across; defense was never her style.
Baby Hai, far on another mountaintop, was still making a fuss,
“Senior Sister Feihong, that ball of colorful cotton candy has beco a rainbow giant.”
“Colorful cotton candy!”
Veins bulged on Feihong’s forehead as she gritted her teeth, “That’s five-elent spiritual energy.”
“But it looks like cotton candy.”
Baby Hai muttered, then curiously asked, “What’s with that colorful giant?”
“I’m not really sure either.”
Feihong shook her head.
When the giant phantom appeared, she instinctively thought this was the Law of Heaven and Earth.
But soon realized, this is Earth, how could such an external incarnation appear.
“What exactly is this divine skill or taoist technique?”
Feihong murmured, she recalled that among the eight sect spirit seekers present, none had learned a similar spell.
“Sister Feihong, a gold thread is flying over.”
Upon Baby Hai’s reminder, Feihong’s expression changed slightly. As soon as her words fell, she sensed this sharp tal essence.
“Such talent is truly envying.”
Feihong sighed, feeling a sense of defeat rising in her heart.
“Such speed. Senior Sister, look quickly, the giant’s hand was cut off.”
As she spoke, Baby Hai said in confusion, “Strange, why does this giant look sowhat familiar!”
…
“This power… is simply too exhilarating.”
Ning Fan, in his consciousness body form, transford into a spiritual energy giant, feeling as if he wielded earth-shattering power with every move.
“Spirit Seeker!”
Ning Fan’s eyes turned cold, “Then let you be the first trial.”
As the words fell, the giant’s fist swung toward the mountaintop.
Just like before, the spiritual energy-ford fist did not harm any innocents, even a startled bird safely flew through it.
This seemingly nonexistent attack posed a lethal threat to Ying Sha.
He felt his bones and organs being crushed frantically, as if run over by a truck.
Ning Fan was not the type to show rcy; since the other party showed killing intent, he would not hold back.
“Die.”
At that mont, Ning Fan’s brow twitched, instinctively raising his hand.
A golden light slashed across, fiercely striking the giant’s arm.
Like a saw cutting through a tree, the golden light and the arm were locked in a tug-of-war.
Yet this seemingly sturdy arm was no match for the silk-like golden thread, which severed it at the elbow. The falling half of the arm dispersed into smoke mid-air.
Simultaneously, a buzz echoed in Ning Fan’s mind, like a hamr’s strike.
The golden light, which achieved outstanding success, also vanished amidst the spiritual energy attack.
Although the buzz was sowhat uncomfortable, it didn’t significantly affect Ning Fan.
“This is sword intent attack!”
Ning Fan frowned, noting the sharp essence lingering at the severed wound.
This essence clung stubbornly to the wound, preventing the arm’s regeneration.
Though it was just temporary, as the sword intent dissipated, the arm began to regrow visibly.
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