Taiyi Mountain boomed and shattered Peng Chong Jian’s final remnants, sinking into the depths of calamity water.
This mountain, already refined as Peng Chong Jian’s magic tool, had gathered and then shattered, shattered and then gathered. Now, it would no longer be moved by anyone.
The person who had moved this mountain on the battlefield over the past year disappeared today, yet did not die today.
The former mountain-moving True Person, at the moment of advancing to Blood River True Monarch, the soul named Peng Chong Jian, had already died forever.
The three characters “Peng Chong Jian” were saying, “Before the Blood River there are still boundaries; let me be here.” He was the Blood River Sect protector, daring to use his Cave True cultivation to impact the Bodhi Evil Ancestor, the first mountain-mover… and now, merely a meaningless name.
This name represented everything that had already been eaten clean, swallowed empty.
Meng Tian Hai didn’t even bother to glance. He only looked indifferently at the four present Yan Dao cultivators, saying with regret: “We originally could have peacefully ended this farce. You all originally could have left safely.”
“Struggling to survive for fifty thousand years, you old turtle, surely you don’t think living long is impressive, right?” Si Yu An sneered, “Today is indeed a farce. This official wants to see how you make me unsafe!”
That one straw that flicked away Taiyi Mountain turned leisurely, its tip pointing directly at Meng Tian Hai.
With this turn, heaven and earth immediately became solemn. Red dust sins and killings, calamity water surging waves, waves rushing and chasing. At this instant, regardless of turbid flow or pure flow, all waves turned towards it. Wave tips like sword tips, all pointing at Meng Tian Hai, fully launched!
At this moment, what Meng Tian Hai faced was not just thousands of swords, or even ten thousand swords?
The oncoming wind was also a sword. The surging Yuan force also carried an edge. The infinite sin force of this rootless world also transformed almost infinitely into sword qi…
With a single thought from Si Yu An, all things became edges, swords overturning the sin sea!
Only at this time did he truly move seriously, truly displaying his terrifying strength as the commander of the five great sword masters and the master of the Years Sword Pavilion.
Facing this sword, Meng Tian Hai’s face showed a strange expression, twisted within with a bit of intoxication: “Your sword dao attainment has already far surpassed Guan Chang Qing of that year. Just this unruly mouth… when can you change it?”
That face of his, belonging to Huo Shi Ji, suddenly rippled like water waves. It lightly flipped, changing into a new appearance – this was a face with sword eyebrows and bright eyes, heroic and vigorous.
Vigor on the face, as if facing a mirror.
His five senses naturally attracted attention, naturally embodying a quality of stars holding the moon. But that pair of proud and sharp eyes were at this moment surging with sorrowful emotions. He hesitated to speak, hesitated again, and finally said heavily: “Good disciple, many years not seen. You have already surpassed your teacher. Your teacher is very gratified!”
Myth Meng Tian Hai, fifty-four thousand years. Besides Huo Shi Ji, Peng Chong Jian… he could also be called Guan Chang Qing!
To Si Yu An, the three characters “Guan Chang Qing” were themselves a sharp sword. And they had left scars as early as three thousand nine hundred years ago. Yesterday’s heartbreak, today’s wound intent.
Yesterday, it chopped down a youth’s tears; today, it would chop dead a sword dao’s absolute peak.
“Guan Chang Qing” spread both hands wide. Between heaven and earth, sword howls arose everywhere. Three thousand nine hundred years ago, he was the world’s sword chief. After ascending to the absolute peak, he was a different human scenery.
The calamity water surged for a time, those waves rushing in disordered directions. Ten thousand swords counter-attacked, turbid flow and pure flow killed, waves chopped waves!
The entire sin sea seemed to unfold into a sword dao slaughter battlefield, two kinds of sword intents from the same sect, in every corner regarding water drops, regarding Yuan force, regarding rules, unfolding the most fundamental, most naked slaughter.
Guan Chang Qing against Si Yu An!
Si Yu An should have been angry to the point of madness, but he wasn’t.
He was unusually calm.
Just as Jiang Wang initially stepped onto the peak of Tian Mu Peak, he only saw a calm, ordinary middle-aged man sitting on a green stone at the edge of the cliff.
Only once the child holding a straw and running wildly all over the mountain grew into a contemporary True Monarch who could divide mountains and seas with a grass sword.
He reached out, grasped his straw, took back his childhood, youth, and young adulthood, and also took back these three thousand nine hundred and seven years. At this moment, the grass sword embodied an edge that had already made the rules around his body begin to shatter, begin to confuse—
Through the long years, in this chaotic world, his sword was the only order.
Thus, he lifted his foot forward and conveniently stabbed a sword.
At this moment, neither Jiang Wang’s Qian Yang Red Pupils nor Zhong Xuan Zun’s Chop Delusion could see what happened.
Jiang Wang even summoned Eye Immortal. When his vision recaptured the target, Si Yu An was already holding the grass sword, appearing three hundred zhang behind Guan Chang Qing.
This sword completely transcended vision, counter-flowing in the long river of years!
Time’s waves were silently hidden. Si Yu An’s voice, in a cold way, sounded: “Even if you swallowed his name, swallowed his flesh and blood, swallowed his cultivation, you are not him. Meng Tian Hai, you were born very mediocre, right? I think you never could see the truly magnificent scenery of this world. So much effort to imitate, yet still so far off—you are fundamentally blaspheming sword dao!”
This sentence seemed to complete the finishing touch for his sword.
Then, wind swept over the wilderness, blowing all things to decay.
Guan Chang Qing’s strong Dao body instantly shattered.
The crazy sword howls between heaven and earth suddenly stopped.
People could see so clearly—a gust of wind collided with and shattered another gust of wind. One part of the waves chopped the other part of the waves into pure water!
The one named “Guan Chang Qing” was completely chopped to pieces!
The sword dao battle ended.
But the battle did not end.
Suddenly, there was the sound of dripping water.
At the place where Si Yu An’s sword shattered Peng Chong Jian, above the water domain where Taiyi Mountain had sunk. Without knowing when, a vast white water vapor arose. Water vapor condensed into water drops, dripping, dripping, dripping, smashing onto the water surface, rippling water rings circle by circle.
Among them, two small circles of water rings gradually turned into two footprints. The footprints then extended upward, growing into a pair of legs, then a torso, then a head. Flesh concretized, breath lively.
“Peng Chong Jian” once again appeared in everyone’s eyes!
In the True Source Fire Realm, everyone turned their eyes.
“Peng Chong Jian” could unexpectedly appear again! And his death was clearly real and concrete!
Could this person be an undying existence?
No wonder “Huo Shi Ji” and “Peng Chong Jian” so easily went to die. Perhaps to him, death was not such a harsh price.
How could such a terrifying strong one be eliminated?
“Peng Chong Jian” seemed not to care about people’s fear, or perhaps, he enjoyed it very much. After all, he had hidden this secret for fifty thousand years, always sharing it only with dead people. This was the obscure one named, sunk in the water bottom, occasionally floating up to breathe.
He wore a blood-colored sect master robe, effortfully finding a bit of spirit. Like just waking up from sleep, not just revived. Then he slowly stretched lazily, only then looking at Si Yu An, his face smiling: “Unexpectedly feel I am mediocre?”
His sight turned again to Chen Pu: “Looks like you and that damn Zuo Qiu Wu, although you were lucky enough to find my name in the long river of time, you do not recognize me, Meng Tian Hai, ah.”
The four great academies each had their strengths; Diligent Academy’s history research was first. So when Chen Pu was uncertain, he personally went to Diligent Academy, visited the contemporary dean of Diligent Academy, Zuo Qiu Wu. Finally, he indeed found the name of Blood River Sect ancestor, Meng Tian Hai.
At this time, Chen Pu shook his head.
“People who did not become gods in the Godhood era, people who originally had the opportunity to open a new era yet lost to the Immortal Emperor and have been silent ever since, people who crossed the Near Ancient times and lived to the present world.” The dean of Evening Drum Academy used such sentences to describe Meng Tian Hai, thus his sigh also seemed especially sincere, especially regretful.
He said: “Meng Tian Hai, we indeed no longer recognize you. In these years, you wiped your name. This world has perhaps always been waiting for you to reintroduce yourself. But I deeply regret that when this name appears again, you actually express yourself in such an ugly way.”
“Think a bit more openly, Dean Chen.” Si Yu An advised: “Perhaps in the Godhood era, this Meng Tian Hai was actually uglier? What you obtained is already disguised information—think like this, is there nothing to regret?”
“Peng Chong Jian” looked back at Si Yu An, still smiling: “In your impression, what kind of person is Guan Chang Qing?”
He self-asked and answered: “Guan Chang Qing, ah, was a very smart person. He initially came to calamity water, quickly discovered the wrongness, and used many methods to resist, all broken by me one by one. His nature was also very unyielding. Before I had my hands free, he resolutely self-destructed. Rather destroy his own sword bone, curse the sword and swallow poison, than let me swallow him…
“I gave him great respect, left his corpse, did not wipe off the clues he left for Sword Pavilion’s later generations, only ate his Yuan Shen.”
He thus asked: “Yu An, is it because I did not eat enough, not completely enough, that you are unwilling to call me—Master?”
“You hope I am angry, hope I am out of control, you are in fear. Meng Tian Hai, you are so rude; besides making you die more miserably later, what significance does it have?” Si Yu An frowned: “Could it be you think with your three-legged cat sword arts, you can actually chop me with emotions?”
“Yu An, you truly misunderstood me!” “Peng Chong Jian” had a very puzzled expression: “I originally thought that letting your master and you reunite would make you a bit happy, so I did not hesitate to consume huge power, let a once only Cave True seed, grow into this appearance for you to see. I didn’t expect my sincere effort only exchanged for suspicion and indifference. You not only didn’t thank me, but instead seem to hate me more. How is this?”
Si Yu An laughed: “Yes, I am indeed angry. I am angry to the point of trembling. How can you use Guan Chang Qing’s name to chop out such a mediocre sword? Empty of Yan Dao level, almost devoid of power, yet only knows how to clumsily copy and imitate, without a bit of spirituality! Almost opened a new era? You are also worthy?”
His thumb and index finger were parallel, virtually pinching out a gap: “Initially, did it differ by this little?”
When “Peng Chong Jian” looked towards this gap.
This gap was then chopped out.
It was also a sword!
It was a narrow line, and also a grand sword dao world!
As soon as this intent was issued, sword qi rushed to the sky. The sword dao world itself was also a sword. Infinitely expanded, it had a giant that connected heaven and replaced the world. Infinitely sharp, it had an edge that divided the sea and cracked the world. And it coldly killed towards “Peng Chong Jian”!
“Peng Chong Jian” rolled up his large sleeve, bombing a fist forward. With the infinite divine power of his fist, he directly resisted this grand sword dao world, letting intense slaughter happen at the peak of his fist.
And he only said indifferently: “Do you truly understand what mountain-moving is? Si Yu An?!”
Now he was still blocked at the Ten Thousand Li Jade Belt Sea, always unable to cross a single step.
Behind him was boundless calamity water, originally already chopped flat under the bombardment of sword dao.
At this moment, suddenly, turbid waves surged up, roaring and coming, surging up several hundred zhang! From the bottom of the calamity water, there was also a muffled, distant rumbling sound.
Wu Bing Yi already lifted a finger and pointed, only saying: “Clear and turbid divide!”
That surging turbid flow then stopped before the Jade Belt River, as if it had crashed into an invisible dike. This was an unbreakable long dike.
But the turbid flow did not rush over or retreat, but continuously surged up. In a moment, it surged up tens of thousands of zhang high!
This was already not just a high wall of turbid waves, but almost connected to heaven.
Wu Bing Yi’s blocking force was stronger; the more the waves surged, the higher they would accumulate, until they accumulated to an unbearable level, and the dike would collapse.
But Wu Bing Yi’s face was expressionless.
Standing alone before this high wall of turbid waves, “Peng Chong Jian,” facing the four great masters alone, was like a terrifying strong one who had walked out of the Godhood era, giving the absolute peaks of today’s world a shock from the Near Ancient era.
Those surging waves endlessly rose, just like the entire turbid flow of calamity water, all becoming his power, driven by him. Thus raising a boundless evil tide, it would cover this unclean world.
As if in the depths of that calamity water, some terrifying existence had already awakened, rapidly rising its body—
Boom boom boom boom!
At a certain moment, Wu Bing Yi pointed remotely with one finger.
The finger was like a knife, dividing the mountain and water.
Tens of thousands of zhang of flood, like a waterfall generally poured down, revealing the appearance of that enormous mountain after the waterfall flow.
Zhong Xuan Zun recognized it; this was the Sin Sea’s highest mountain—Evil Brahma Heaven!
He had once walked on the ridge of this mountain with the Blood River Sect protector Kou Xue Jiao. At the abyss of this mountain, he found the lotus seed world where Qiong Qi was hidden—Dou Zhao was farming inside.
“Peng Chong Jian,” with his mountain-moving divine ability, had actually moved this mountain from the deep sea!
Then he horizontally pushed it, smashing it towards Si Yu An!
This was not an ordinary mountain!
Here, “not ordinary” meant that besides the mountain’s enormous size and great power, it also possessed another strong essence beyond a giant mountain—it was a Godhood era mountain, possessing power that had continued from the Godhood era!
Beliefs in the Godhood era varied, from large things like mountains and rivers to small things like grasses and insects. Thousands of strange myths were spread in various corners of the present world.
Some of these came from the distortion and variation of hearsay in the process of spreading, while some were purely stories fabricated by certain cultivators for cultivation.
In a part of the myths, Brahma Heaven was the creation god.
“Evil Brahma Heaven” thus described that it created all evils here.
Fifty-four thousand years ago, Meng Tian Hai personally named this seabed mountain range. He elaborated its Dao principles, set its myth.
He was a person who did not become a god in the Godhood era, which did not mean he was unfamiliar with the power of myth. On the contrary, it was precisely because he had extremely deep research into the power of myth that he determined not to seek it out, not to walk the path of myth.
In the deep sea of calamity water, using the power of myth to arrange such a mountain range, even in the Godhood era when the divine path greatly prospered, not many strong ones could do so.
This was the first peak of the Sin Sea.
After these fifty-four thousand years of development, under Meng Tian Hai’s subtle guidance, it had already truly achieved “Evil Brahma Heaven”!
Although it was impossible to truly achieve the myth it embodied and truly originate all the evils of the Sin Sea, completely controlling the Sin Sea, it still allowed Meng Tian Hai to obtain the right to control the sin force near this seabed mountain range—this was also the fundamental reason why he was able to control Evil View!
The sea domain influenced by Evil Brahma Heaven was already very vast. Previously, when “Peng Chong Jian” died, he easily transformed into Yan Dao level Evil View, which was a manifestation—at that time, Meng Tian Hai was planning to push the fall of the identity of Peng Chong Jian as the transcendence and corrosion of the Sin Sea, and he had already prepared a full set of words and evidence. Wu Bing Yi’s appearance and action, and Chen Pu’s more direct calling of his name, only made this behavior meaningless.
If one day, the mountain range of Evil Brahma Heaven was completely achieved in the form of myth, then Meng Tian Hai could claim the name of the god of the Sin Sea, controlling the entire Sin Sea!
At this time, he moved this myth mountain out, combining the mountain-moving divine ability with the power of the Godhood era, giving Si Yu An an almost fatal bombardment—
“One sword carry mountain? Come—see if you can carry it!”
A character from the Godhood era displayed the power of the Godhood era!
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