Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 927 A Peaceful and Prosperous Era
The gods of thunder joined forces, further empowered by the "Celestial Constellations," plunging the entire sky into a sea of ​​silvery-white lightning. Thousand-foot-long silver serpents surged wildly, accompanied by continuous, deafening explosions.

But not enough.

The formidable sea of ​​lightning appeared minuscule and insignificant when confronted with the dazzling flames. It was as if bamboo skewers were stirring a large vat, and the "vat" itself was the incoming flames!
Lei Hai only lasted a short time before being utterly destroyed. The surging, brilliant white lightning melted away like snow meeting the first rays of the sun, leaving no trace from the far north to the far south, from the far east to the far west, completely incinerated.

The flames continued unabated.

Even the gods were not spared!
Their faces still bore traces of anger. Before they could change, the Thunder God and his Kui Niu skin drum were burned to charcoal, the Cloud-Summoning and Rain-Assisting Heavenly Lord was dried up by the steam and turned into a dried corpse, and the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess did not utter a single word, their entire bodies blazing with fire.

The countless thunder deities that flew up vanished in an instant, like a swarm of mosquitoes that had been hit by an electric swatter. Their corpses rained down like a torrential downpour, and before they could completely fall to the ground, they were engulfed by the flames that followed.

The remaining flames crashed violently against the Celestial Throne—or more accurately, the "Celestial Array" that enveloped it. The massive array of stars that formed the starry sky withstood the bombardment; the starlight trembled for a while, but ultimately held on.

Witnessing the flames exhaust their power and slowly dissipate, Song Shi observed coldly and made his own judgment.

Having reached the fifth ring of the "Consensus", he had met quite a few people, and personally handled the work of three of them.

Psychic power is different and personal. There are absolutely no two psychics in the world who are exactly alike. And this is even more true for a true spirit; even if they follow the same path of "consensus," there are still huge differences between them.

If we were to categorize them, briefly speaking, Paddy Morse, the Director of the Security Bureau, is "the will to change reality," the enlightened one Zenruksha is "all sentient beings are tainted by demons," and the wondrous separation of the fetal wisdom treasury is "the gathering of countless beings and the attainment of oneness through countless eons."

Juntian Divine Palace, Feng Lian, is different from them.

—"From the illusory to the real, from the false to the true."

This was Song Shi's judgment. The sea of ​​lightning had been crackling and popping, quite a spectacle, but in Song Shi's eyes, it was empty and hollow.

This is not lightning generated naturally due to the accumulation of electrical charge, nor is it psionic lightning like [Da Yuan], which follows imagery, personal preferences, and acceptance.

It is an imagined "lightning".

To give a simple example, if a person has very limited knowledge of mechanics, science, and technology, then in his view, a kitchen toaster, a car, and a space carrier may be made up entirely of screws and springs.

The previous Thunder Sea was similar to this. It did not imitate any [Great Source], nor did it simulate lightning on a physical level. Its prototype was the Thunder Department method of the Divine Court in the Eastern Continent legends.

Destroy evil and punish wickedness, wipe out rebels, and use the Five Thunderbolts to strike down the examiner. First, strike down their spirit, then examine their form, until the examiner shakes the corpse, causing it to shatter.

Feng Lian extracted these elements from mythology and used his spiritual power to imbue these virtual things with reality, thus bringing the myths back to life.

Although it ultimately failed to eradicate the evil spirit "Song Shi," it was instead blasted apart by a mountain of gold and a pillar of jade.

It is clear that the deities of the Thunder Department are not the only ones who have been "turned from the illusory to the real, and made from falsehood into truth".

Those four divine beasts, immortals and Buddhas, mountain-patrolling warriors, including the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou" grand formation, were all like this. Feng Lian used each thought as a basis to reproduce them, forming a mighty divine court formation to guard the Heavenly Throne.

He regarded the ancient culture of the Eastern Continent as an inexhaustible treasure trove, relentlessly mining for gold and exploding it into gold coins to further his business.

so.
It tastes bland. "Fake is always fake."

Song Shi said slowly and deliberately. Just as he was speaking, a large new batch of Thunder Gods, who had just been burned to ashes, emerged, resembling weeds in a field that would grow wildly if not carefully watched.

The second stage of the sealed spirit is "all afflictions and thoughts". Thoughts arise from afflictions, and afflictions arise from thoughts. They cannot be cut off or eliminated. In the blink of an eye, 360 million are born and 360 million are destroyed.

"It's neither quite real nor quite fake, it's neither here nor there."

Song Shi breathed normally, and the raging sea of ​​fire followed him spontaneously. Although it looked like it was churning and raging wildly, it inexplicably had a natural rhythm.

"The thunder in the sky has scientific principles; how it forms and how it strikes are explained clearly. The spiritual energy of [Dayuan] is unique in every single one. To outsiders it may seem bizarre and fantastical, but they can make perfect sense to themselves."

"And you?"

Song Shi scoffed at it.

"Trying to fool people with these old relics is truly hilarious."

"—An old relic?"

Feng Lian frowned deeply.

This was a scene unimaginable to the people of the Eastern Continent Republic, including many who considered themselves Feng Lian's confidants and pillars of the nation. Their president, whom they perceived as incomparably dignified, profoundly awe-inspiring, and forever unfathomable, had actually displayed a human expression.

Such humane behavior, which was never shown to them, how did it end up appearing in the eyes of their great enemy?
"The myths and legends of the Eastern Continent are all-encompassing and countless. Mountains and rivers rise and fall, rivers and seas flood and dry up, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the pebbles on the riverbank will one day be worn away by the rain."

Feng Lian pointed to his heart with his index finger: "Throughout history, how many times has the land been thrown into turmoil, how many times has the heavens and earth collapsed? Today's prosperity may be gone tomorrow, but there is one thing that remains unchanged through the ages, passed down from generation to generation, flowing in the blood of every Eastern Continent person, and spreading in the mouths of Eastern Continent people. It is the consensus that this land has accumulated year after year and day after day—you think they are 'antiques'?"

"—Inheriting the lost learning of the sages, ushering in an era of peace for all ages."

He looked down at the sky with one finger.

"Old-fashioned. Fine, then continue to think that way. You've been corrupted too deeply by the corporate alliance, your poison is irreversible. But you must still remember, Song Shi, that the blood of the Eastern Continent flows in your veins."

Song Shi was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

He stopped looking at the other person and looked at other things. The sky, which stretched for nearly a thousand miles, had been ravaged in the most severe way. Even those who could not see would feel a sense of "disintegration" if they looked up. The land was stained with strange colors. For the two [True Spirits] who had reached the third stage, the space within the atmosphere was still a little too cramped.

"Let's change locations."

Feng Lian agreed.

The next instant, both of them shot straight to the edge of the atmosphere!
(End of this chapter)