Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1129 The Other Shore Collapses!

It wasn't just Lü Yang who noticed something was wrong.

At this moment, the Sword Lord, who was truly facing the First Saint face to face, was the one who was most puzzled and most wary of the First Saint's extremely strange composure.

Is there some other trick up their sleeve?

But now, how can he possibly turn things around?

What went wrong?

At this moment, on the fourth level of [The Other Shore], the figure that had always been shrouded in endless sword light finally manifested, revealing its graceful and alluring form.

Before this, she had always spoken with the clang of her sword, her voice like the clashing of metal. However, before the First Saint, she no longer bothered with those useless pretenses, decisively unleashing the sword light around her. Her lips parted slightly, and a clear, melodious voice suddenly resounded within and outside the [Other Shore]:

"First Saint, what do you want to do?"

While questioning him, the Sword Lord did not stop his actions. He held a sword in one hand and put the other hand behind his back, gathering all the light of destiny at his fingertips.

Scenes flickered in the light.

That is destiny, a picture of fate, a vision of the future, in which there is no predetermined ending, but endless changes, like a surging river.

If "destiny" is the result, then "fate" is the process.

The two are inherently related. At this moment, the Sword Lord is using [Fate] to deduce that he wants to see the First Saint's backup plan and find the traces of [Destiny].

However, the First Saint did not respond to this, but simply pointed a finger lightly.

This finger did not deal with the Sword Lord again, but landed steadily on the [Other Shore] beneath his feet, making a soft sound like shattering glass.

"Kacha!"

In an instant, cracks spread across the fifth layer of [The Other Shore] at a visible speed, centered on the First Saint, and then spread upwards and downwards simultaneously.

The fifth floor and above began to crumble!
No one below the fifth floor was spared!

This destruction didn't stop there; it even spread all the way to the Ancestral Dragon's Sea of ​​Consciousness, which was suppressed below the Other Shore!

At this moment, everything is silent!

In the underworld and in the mortal world, countless cultivators and even mortals felt a sense of unease, looked up at the sky, and saw a ray of light in the boundless and distant expanse.

The light of the sky was dazzling, initially no bigger than a grain of rice, but as time passed, it expanded dramatically to include bowls, chopsticks, tables, chairs, houses, cities, and mountains, eventually covering the entire sky, like the sun and moon hanging high, shining everywhere. Only when it completely filled the entire sea of ​​light did the sound of shattering finally come.

"Boom!"

The next second, the light exploded, and the originally unified, blazing white light instantly disintegrated, turning into red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, with seven colors of light leaping in all directions.

As far as the eye could see, the sea of ​​light shattered.

The first to change was the "Sea of ​​Bitterness," where the water, symbolizing the infinite imagery of the sea of ​​light and all things, sank in at this moment, and the turbulent currents formed eddies.

All the Great Daos and Fruits located in the [Sea of ​​Bitterness] were thus disturbed, and the fluctuations of the Fruits themselves immediately affected the Fruits stars that had fallen into the mortal world.

The stars have lost their brilliance.

The impact of the "Sea of ​​Bitterness" itself quickly spread to the present world through the connection of imagery, affecting everything from flowers, birds, fish, and insects to mountains and rivers.

The birds in flight suddenly burst into flight.

The towering trees withered instantly.

Majestic mountains have turned into bottomless pits, and vast oceans have become parched land. At this moment, heaven and earth are being dismantled back to their original state.

The Sea of ​​Bitterness has collapsed!
This change quickly affected the Foundation Establishment Realm below, and the shattering also occurred in the Foundation Establishment Realm, finally crashing into the mortal world.

"Stop it!"

At this moment, Dao Tianqi did not hesitate at all. The Netherworld rose up with a roar, receiving the profound power that was enough to destroy the entire present world.

"Boom!"

Seven-colored light filled the heavens and earth, each ray corresponding to a component of the Underworld, peeling away piece by piece, shattering the very foundation of the Underworld's existence. Yet Dao Tianqi did not retreat; his usually calm eyes were filled with unwavering determination. He allowed the mysteries of the Underworld to be continuously weakened by the shattering light, remaining steadfast until, high in the sky, behind the light, a vast, primordial chaos emerged.

[The Way of Heaven]!
As soon as this radiance appeared, it spread in all directions of the sea of ​​light, taking over the soon-to-be-completely shattered underworld and soaring through every part of the sea of ​​light.

It flew over the "Sea of ​​Bitterness".

Thus, the water of infinite imagery returned to stability, and the reconstructed imagery allowed birds to regain their flesh and blood, withered trees in the mountains to spring back to life, high mountains to reappear, and mulberry fields to turn into the sea.

It flew over the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Thus, the shattered plane stabilized again, and the foundations of countless Foundation Establishment cultivators were preserved. They did not fall in cultivation level and their faces showed the joy of surviving a calamity.

It flew over the sky in the present world.

Thus, all the anomalies were stopped, and the scattered seven-colored celestial light was forcibly condensed and suppressed, like a bird trapped in a cage, no longer interfering with the present world.

Only the underworld remained untouched.

Upon seeing this, Lü Yang and Butianque's expressions immediately turned grim: "This is intentional! They want to severely damage the Underworld!"

Sword Lord's thinking is not hard to understand. After all, once the "Other Shore" falls, all Dao Lords will become Golden Core Perfection cultivators. In this case, if the Underworld remains intact and continues to support the Dao Lords, wouldn't Dao Tianqi become the strongest one overnight? Sword Lord cannot accept this.

Fortunately, a virtuous person can be deceived by reason.

Sword Lord deliberately delayed, preventing Heavenly Dao from making a move immediately, so that Dao Tianqi could use the Underworld to block the fall of the Other Shore!

He only made his move after severely damaging the Underworld.

It highlights a form of moral blackmail.

To Lü Yang's dismay, Dao Tianqi was completely swayed by this tactic, and he still hadn't realized that he had been tricked by the Sword Lord.

"Boom!"

With a final explosion, the last vast expanse of light symbolizing the "Heavenly Dao" that appeared in the sky shattered, and then rapidly expanded.

Everything that was once out of reach is now within our reach.
[The other shore] has fallen.

The Ancestral Dragon's body had already been burned to ashes during the fall, his sea of ​​consciousness had been reduced to countless fragments, and even the Five Elements were shattered at this moment.

As the First Saint had said before, the Ancestral Dragon, who was born as a Dao God, inherited the consequences of all those who failed to ascend to the Divine Transformation Realm and exploded without any suspense. However, because the Five Elements were hollowed out, a considerable portion of the backlash from the fall of their rank still affected the Dao Lords.

The World-Honored One was the first to be affected.

The originally perfect golden Buddha statue seemed to shatter a million times in an instant, and was finally covered with cracks, barely held together by the infinite Buddha light.

Secondly, there is the Daoist Master of Magic Power.

Above them are the Lord of Magic, Cang Hao, and the Sword Lord.

However, this is not all. More importantly, in order to offset the destruction of the present world caused by the fall of the "Other Shore," the "Heavenly Dao" suffered a severe blow.

The underworld was also nearly disintegrated.

Sword Master had anticipated this, as the recent [Fate] calculation had already foreshadowed this future for her, so she was not surprised.

'It's pretty good.'

'To have secured this sliver of hope from the First Saint is nothing in comparison to this small price to pay.'

'At least from today onwards, the Other Shore has collapsed, but the damage to the Heavenly Dao can be slowly repaired. This time, it's my turn to take the lead.'

The next second, the Sword Lord's pupils suddenly froze.

Not only her, but also Dao Tianqi, Butianque, the World Honored One, all the Dao Lords present, and Lü Yang, who wanted to see the true face of the First Saint, were all dumbfounded.

Because of what they could see.

Where the First Saint fell, there was no true form as imagined; there was only that same tiny figure, seemingly forever out of reach.

(End of this chapter)