Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1003 Buzhou Mountain Heaven-Turning Seal
The deafening roar of the arena sealing itself off still echoed between heaven and earth.

This seemed to be a signal. Standing in the center of the wasteland, Chengyu Zhenjun lowered his gaze and finally locked onto the only challenger in this world.

Based on the experience of hundreds of previous cycles, the next development should be that the challenger takes the initiative to attack, probing in the constant offense and defense, searching for His weaknesses and finding His flaws, and then defeating Him with a decisive blow.

Only those who can unleash the divine power of the [Immortal Deeds] are qualified to pay homage to the [Heaven] slumbering atop the ancestral mountain.

but.

This time is different.

The 'Heaven of the Scale Realm' bestowed upon Him power far surpassing His power in the hundreds of previous reincarnations, whether it be 'strength' or 'spirit', or even a portion of His wisdom... Although He is still incomplete at this moment, He is closer to completeness than ever before.

Dust is soil, stone is soil, mountain is soil.

Chengyu Zhenjun gazed at the area where Anjing was located. His aura was as solid as the earth, vast and inexhaustible, pulsating like a heartbeat. The earth vein power flowing like blood and honey was a natural extension of his power.

Gazing upon that tiny figure, He declared: "You too are but dust."

It was just that one glance.

There was no spiritual light, no spiritual fluctuations, but simply because the True Lord's will began to operate, everything centered on Anjing—whether it was the wasteland, the sandstorm, the soil, or even the atmosphere—began to transform!
They transformed into clusters of pale golden soil, imbued with the principles of "sealing" and "stillness," and then began to connect with each other, like living amber, completely enveloping everything inside.

Supernatural Power - [Sealed by Time]

Once sealed within this amber composed of salt and soil, all living beings will be enshrined in the annals of time, remaining there for countless years until even rocks decay, before finally meeting their true death.

But An Jing was not among them.

Faced with this earth-shattering supernatural power, he only did two things.

First, he brandished his sword.

This sword strike was not aimed at any target, nor did it cause any fluctuations in the laws of nature, nor did it cause any surge of spiritual energy.

With a casual wave of his hand, a dark rift opened in the space in front of him, a rift leading to the [Heavenly Punishment Cave].

At the very moment the rift opened, Chengyu Zhenjun's vision 'turned pitch black'.

He could no longer use the laws that exceeded the speed of light to 'perceive' Anjing's existence, and could only observe it using relatively slow, purely optical means—and in that instant, the area centered on Anjing, the wasteland that should have been under His free control, all its gravity, mass, and solid laws, all lost their control!

It didn't disappear, it was suppressed! Suppressed by a 'Lord of Heaven and Earth' of the same type, but smaller!
It's like a blank sheet of paper, from which the paint He applied forms the entire painting.

And now, a brand new drop of 'ink' has stained His painting!

Second, he discarded his sword.

In this darkness beyond the reach of Chengyu Zhenjun, An Jing swung his killing sword backhand, transforming it into a streak of light that precisely nailed itself to the edge of the horizon, onto the towering, ten-thousand-foot-high ring-shaped mountain.

Keng!
With a crisp sound, a tiny crack suddenly appeared, stretching from the foot of the mountain all the way to the summit.

No, this isn't a crack. It's a stain of color.

From pale yellow to silvery white, from earth and stone to gold and iron, the 'crack' did not cause the mountain to split open, but the originally unified 'mountain rock' was separated and cracked!
The next moment, the rocks that made up the sacred mountain in the area where the crack was located lost all their solidity and immortality, and became the most ordinary stones.

slam-la-

It was as if an unblockable hole had appeared in a sturdy dam. In this area, millions of tons of rocks lost their support and could no longer maintain the shape of the mountain, turning into a magnificent sand waterfall that cascaded down from the top of the towering mountain!

Then, a straight sword mark was left on that magnificent mountain wall.
Even the doctrine of manifesting divine power can be used to kill.

An Jing didn't even look at his victory. He clenched his fist and continued to stride forward, the laws of the Heavenly Punishment Realm spreading with each step he took.

"Dust is soil, stone is soil, mountain is soil."

As endless yellow sand swept across the land, he calmly responded to the True Lord's assertion, his voice clearly audible in the wind.

"But the dust of my world is neither soil nor stone."

"Dust is gold..."

Upon seeing this scene, Chengyu Zhenjun was first taken aback, and then a feeling so distant that He thought He had long forgotten welled up in His heart.

That was... anger and fear.

The existence before us is neither a martial arts treasure nor an immortal abode, but something more novel and dangerous!
One, which is covering and plundering His 'heaven and earth', another 'heaven'!
We cannot hold back.

We absolutely cannot continue to gradually increase the pressure according to the normal trial procedure... because He knows that if He dares to be even slightly careless when facing this seemingly insignificant little guy, He will be killed instantly!

Chengyu Zhenjun raised his head and let out a silent roar.

The entire arena was violently churning as hundreds and thousands of stone spirit beasts crawled out from the depths of the earth. Some of them resembled Pixiu, some resembled Yazi, and some were even the Yellow Dragon itself. They were all divine beast incarnations made of earth and stone, each possessing the strength of a god.

This massive army of divine beasts, under His will, launched a fearless charge towards Anjing.

At the same time, Chengyu Zhenjun raised his right hand and lifted the reborn staff.

The long staff, forged from the Breath of Earth and Divine Metal, should have been sturdy and indestructible, but at this moment, it was deforming and dispersing, transforming into an incomparably surging sandstorm that merged into the heavens and earth.

Boom! ! ! !
The hand that was originally gripping the giant club loosened its grip, and the palm seemed to become an invisible eye of the storm, holding the endless sandstorm, instantly forming a huge tornado that reached the sky above and the earth below!
This tornado is shaped like an hourglass, with the hand-like opening in the middle, which is like the waist of the hourglass. Countless long, narrow, golden bolts of lightning flash within the tornado, all passing through that narrowest point, through the eye of its fist, connecting heaven and earth.

Then, Chengyu Zhenjun slowly clenched his five fingers.

Endless power began to converge towards that one point.

At this moment, Chengyu Zhenjun held the power of heaven and the strength of earth in his palm and fist!
At the horizon, the sacred mountains that served as the walls of the arena were torn apart and destroyed by an invisible yet immense gravitational tide, and all the power contained within them was forcibly drawn away and devoured by this palm.

Finally, all the power gathered into an immense, heavy, sky-covering divine seal, seemingly formed from endless mountains and rivers, which was slowly pressed down on Anjing!
Great supernatural power——

【Mount Buzhou - Heaven-Turning Seal】!
(End of this chapter)