646: Chapter 665 Wukong Guards the Path, Half-Step Quasi-Saint!
646: Chapter 665 Wukong Guards the Path, Half-Step Quasi-Saint!
“Very well, very well, very well.”
dicine King Lustrous Buddha said three affirmatives in succession, his visage sowhat fierce, and said, “Since you insist on protecting the Dao for him, this poor monk will have to see how you, Sun Wukong, will face the reproach of the Saints.”
dicine King Lustrous Buddha vanished into nothingness, turning into a bubble of Buddha Light and disappearing, clearly understanding that with Sun Wukong protecting his Dao, he could not stop Ye Xuan from stepping into the realm of a Quasi-Saint.
Boom, boom, boom!
Above the heavenly vault, between Heaven and Earth.
Sun Wukong ripped off the Buddhist cassock from his body, revealing his golden fur.
Holding his iron rod, he surveyed all corners of Heaven and Earth with ferocious eyes emitting Chaotic Divine Light, his dominating and resolute words echoed between Heaven and Earth.
“Whoever dares to obstruct Ye Xuan’s path to enlightennt is my enemy, Sun Wukong.
They’ll have to check with my iron rod here if it agrees.”
The sky erupted, the clouds surged, and atop Lingshan’s Heavenly Vault, Sun Wukong stood proudly between Heaven and Earth, his vicious and malevolent aura spreading far and wide, with an indescribable battle intent climbing to the extre around him.
No response ca; all was silent between Heaven and Earth.
Sun Wukong was too dominant, too dazzling; rely standing there in the sky, all the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were silent, even the Buddha from Ancient Tis hidden deep within Lingshan sighed in assent.
All was still, without a sound.
Sun Wukong stood tall between Heaven and Earth, and Ye Xuan sat cross-legged at the summit of North Peak Mountain, the two echoing each other from afar as if composing an unprecedented, extraordinary tableau.
Disregarding Heaven and Earth, only honoring oneself—Ye Xuan and Sun Wukong were, to a great extent, similar.
If there was any difference, it was perhaps only that Ye Xuan was colder and more ruthless.
And yet, between the mysterious designs of fate, Sun Wukong and Ye Xuan t here, forming a bond of trendous good fortune, which led to Sun Wukong protecting the Dao for Ye Xuan today, aiding him in ascending towards Quasi-Saint.
Of course, the so-called Quasi-Saint was rely a term.
Ye Xuan, who had devoured the power of both good and evil corpses, could allow his Undying Primordial Spirit to transform into an Undying True Spirit, stepping directly into a half-step Quasi-Saint realm.
Although a half-step Quasi-Saint was not a true Quasi-Saint, one must not forget that Ye Xuan was on the path of Proving Dao with Power.
A half-step Quasi-Saint was thus equivalent to a normal Quasi-Saint who had severed one corpse, and if he could cultivate his Daluo Immortal Body to Great Success, when his spirit and flesh unified, he could contend against a Quasi-Saint who had severed two corpses, and could be called invincible in his realm.
Clouds drifted across the sky, and the days and nights passed with the shifting stars.
With Sun Wukong guarding him, Ye Xuan’s cultivation took a full three thousand years.
And as those three thousand years passed, Ye Xuan’s Daluo Immortal Light gradually beca ethereal, with a faint Holy Light slowly condensing around him.
During this ti, the little girl swallowed the rit Lotus Seed and remained in a deep slumber.
Over three thousand years, her tender body did not grow but continued to absorb the Daluo Immortal Light emitted by Ye Xuan, entering an indescribable state of ditation.
Shedding her mortal body and transforming into an Immortal, this was a trendous opportunity for the little girl.
Having ingested the rit Lotus Seed, and by staying beside Ye Xuan during his breakthrough into half-step Quasi-Saint, when she awoke, she would transform from a mortal into a true Immortal.
Boom, boom, boom!
Suddenly, a roar resounded through the previously silent Heaven and Earth, and a beam of Chaotic Divine Light soared into the sky.
Above the peak of North Peak Mountain, Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, with Infinite Chaotic Divine Light swirling around him.
“Undying True Spirit!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes burst with divine light, maneuvering the Undying Technique with his hands.
A black gleam blood from his brow, and within the Sea of Consciousness, the Undying Primordial Spirit completely turned dark, until it explosively shattered, leaving only a speck of black gleam floating in the Sea of Consciousness.
Undying, unstained, this Undying True Spirit was obscure and hard to discern, just an extrely terrifying fluctuation released outward, causing Heaven and Earth to twist to the extre, while an unimaginable darkness enveloped the space between.
Silent Annihilation without words, all things without sound, only the endless darkness rippled above Lingshan, and mysterious chants ca from the celestial void, with streaks of crimson lightning flickering through the clouds.
“Condense!”
Ye Xuan roared towards the sky, his gray-white hair flying without wind, a surge of Chaotic Divine Light rising around him, directly causing the void in all directions to twist extrely, and making countless emptiness annihilate between Heaven and Earth.
“Half-step Quasi-Saint?”
Ye Xuan stood on the absolute summit of North Peak, his body as straight as an ancient pine, his wandering eyes gradually focusing—he could fully feel a trendous change in his level of life.
It was an indescribable and inexplainable change, an evolution in the level of life.
To make an unfitting comparison, if Ye Xuan was a knife before, it was only an unsharpened knife that could kill but always felt sowhat ineffective.
But when Ye Xuan stepped into the realm of a half-step Quasi-Saint, his knife was already sharpened, becoming extrely keen.
If he previously needed ten parts of strength to kill, now only one part was needed to accomplish what once took ten, and this was the change brought about by the different levels of life to Ye Xuan.
“Power!
Such mighty power!”
Ye Xuan whispered to himself, his fists slightly clenched, directly crushing the space in his hands and producing an extrely terrifying spatial rift.
“Congratulations, Daoist.”
Suddenly, a deep voice ca from the Heavenly Vault, only to see Sun Wukong, holding his Iron Rod, walking towards Ye Xuan with a kind smile on his face.
“Without the strength of Daoist assisting , how could Ye Xuan, with little virtue and ability, break through these shackles?” Ye Xuan bowed deeply.
“Without the Daoist illuminating the path ahead for , I’m afraid Ye Xuan would still be lost in the sea of suffering, unable to awaken for a long ti.” Ye Xuan bowed deeply a second ti.
“Without the Daoist protecting , Ye Xuan would surely face a great calamity today.” Ye Xuan bowed deeply for the third ti, his expression becoming extrely solemn.
Three deep bows, sincere and heartfelt.
Ye Xuan was a very proud person, yet these three deep bows were necessary, for without the assistance of Sun Wukong today, he could not have stepped into the realm of a half-step Quasi-Saint.
First, without the power absorbed from the good and evil corpses, it would have been impossible for Ye Xuan to condense the Undying True Spirit so quickly.
Second, without Sun Wukong revealing the Profound aning of Proving Dao with Power, Ye Xuan would still be imrsed in the lies of Dao Ancestor Hong Jun.
Third, without Sun Wukong protecting his path, even the dicine King’s Glazed Buddha alone would have caused him to face a great calamity during his breakthrough.
These three deep bows were not enough to express gratitude to Sun Wukong, but they were the only thing Ye Xuan could do at the mont.
“Daoist need not be so formal.
If you hadn’t awakened this old Sun, I’m afraid I would have been annihilated between Heaven and Earth in the future.” Sun Wukong also bowed deeply, expressing his gratitude to Ye Xuan.
Looking at Sun Wukong’s solemn expression, Ye Xuan spoke in a low voice: “In fact, Daoist should understand that my words were only one perspective, which also ans ruining Daoist’s path to becoming a Saint.”
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