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Chapter 153 Destiny

Seventy seconds.

This is the threshold to pass the third level of the Karmic Fire Formation. Only those who have mastered seventy great martial arts techniques can gain a foothold in this formation. If you lack even one, you will be forced back by the Karmic Fire.

The flames surged into his body, this time not a gentle cleansing, but a violent tearing. They were like countless sharp claws, trying to rip apart his dantian, digging out those martial arts seeds one by one and throwing them into the flames to burn.

Li Wei gritted his teeth and activated all 123 martial arts seeds in his dantian.

A magnificent golden light shone forth.

Before the golden light, the karmic flames seemed to have encountered their nemesis, retreating in all directions. Li Wei's bones, faintly glowing beneath his skin, displayed astonishing defensive power at this moment.

Seventy-one seconds, seventy-two seconds, seventy-three seconds.

Every second, the temperature of the flames rose, and by the seventy-fourth second, the flames had turned into a dazzling white-gold color, and the air itself was distorted.

Seventy-four seconds.

This is Yu Jialuo's record.

Seventy-five seconds.

Strange phenomena began to appear within the flames: countless phantoms emerged from the sea of ​​fire. These were the obsessions left behind by those who had challenged the formation throughout the ages, burned by karmic fire for a thousand years yet still refusing to dissipate. Their faces were blurred, their forms varied; some were struggling, some were wailing, and some were roaring.

Seventy-six seconds, seventy-seven seconds, seventy-eight seconds.

Records of three generations of sect leaders.

At that moment, the flames seemed to come alive. They no longer burned indiscriminately, but instead coalesced into a torrent, rushing straight towards Li Wei's dantian. The force was so great that it could instantly burst the dantian of an ordinary Golden Bone Realm cultivator.

Seventy-nine seconds.

Li Wei opened his eyes.

Golden light burst forth from his pupils.

One hundred and twenty-three martial arts seeds bloomed simultaneously, and the light in the dantian almost overflowed from the body. The torrent of karmic fire crashed into the golden light, producing a deafening roar, and then dissipated.

The sea of ​​fire receded, the runes dimmed, and everything returned to calm.

At the seventy-ninth second, Li Wei took the initiative to step out of the third layer of the Karmic Fire Formation.

The third layer of the Karmic Fire Formation has been passed.

Time: 79 seconds.

"The third layer of the Karmic Fire Formation is indeed more difficult than the first two combined, but it's not a big problem for me. If I want to, I can last for 123 seconds," Li Wei thought to himself after he came out.

At the same time, outside the hall, the stone tablet emitted an unprecedented light.

It wasn't gold, but white gold. Light burst forth from the surface of the monument, shooting straight into the sky and illuminating the entire plaza of the assessment hall as bright as day. On the seventy-two mountain peaks, countless disciples looked up at the pillar of light shooting into the sky, wondering what had happened.

The characters on the monument slowly emerged, each stroke steady and powerful:

[Third Layer of Karmic Fire Formation: Passed - 79 seconds]

Breaking a thousand-year record in the door

The square was deathly silent.

Everyone stared at the words; no one spoke. Even breathing was silent; time seemed to freeze.

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Seventy-nine seconds.

The record of the third-generation sect leader is 78 seconds, which has stood for a thousand years and no one has been able to break it.

Now, it has been broken by someone from Jiuzhen.

The Divine Child of Earth stood still, motionless.

His face was expressionless, not because he didn't want to, but because he had too much—anger, resentment, shock, humiliation—all mixed together, making it impossible for him to express anything.

His lips parted slightly, then closed, then parted again, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Seventy-two seconds.

His own time was seventy-two seconds.

Li Wei, on the other hand, lasted seventy-nine seconds.

A seven-second difference is an insurmountable chasm at this level.

His hands were trembling, not from fear, but from a deep-seated resentment. He was the number one prodigy of the Great Sun Brahma Sect; from childhood to adulthood, no one had ever surpassed him. Yu Jialuo's seventy-four seconds had already made him feel threatened, but he could still comfort himself that it was only a two-second difference, and he still had a chance to catch up.

But seventy-nine seconds?

Seven seconds.

He can't catch up, he'll never catch up in this lifetime.

His mind went blank, and his ears were ringing as if something was roaring inside. He couldn't hear what the disciples around him were saying, nor could he see the words on the stone tablet. He only felt as if he had been pushed off a great height and was falling into a bottomless abyss.

driven to distraction.

This word couldn't be more fitting for him.

"Impossible, this is impossible! How could he have 79 seconds? This assessment stone tablet is broken, there's something wrong with it!" Di Luo Shenzi shouted in his heart!

Yu Jialuo stood there, her golden eyes reflecting the towering pillar of light, her expression blank.

Seventy-nine seconds.

She recalled her experience in the third layer of karmic fire; at the seventy-fourth second, she almost thought she was going to be engulfed by the flames. The searing pain that surged from the depths of her soul remains vivid in her memory.

Li Wei, however, persevered for another five seconds after she could no longer hold on.

Five seconds.

She suddenly smiled.

It wasn't a bitter smile, nor a self-deprecating one, but a relieved smile. She recalled what she had said to Li Wei three days ago on the Golden Chariot—"With your talent, Silver Bones shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Silver Bones.

At the time, she genuinely felt that Silver Bones was Li Wei's limit.

Looking back now, I realize that the man just smiled and didn't say anything.

It turned out to be the case.

Ananga stood in front of the stone tablet, looking up at the pillar of light shooting into the sky.

For the first time, a look of shock and disbelief appeared on her face.

The third-generation sect leader was a legend. She had known that record since she was a child: seventy-eight seconds, a record that no one had been able to break for a thousand years. She herself had also passed through the third level of the Karmic Fire Formation, seventy seconds, eight seconds away from the record. She once thought that the record would be engraved on the stone tablet forever, becoming a height that future generations would always look up to.

Now, it has been broken by a disciple who has just started learning.

Seventy-nine seconds.

She slowly turned around and looked at Yu Jialuo.

"Yu Jialuo".

Her voice remained calm, but Yu Jialuo could sense the turmoil within it.

"Disciple is here."

"The person you brought—" Ananga paused, his gaze returning to the stone tablet, his voice becoming very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

"I want to see him in person later!"

She paused for a moment, then uttered a sentence that shocked everyone present: "Perhaps he is the one who will change the fate of the Buddhist community."

No one spoke in the square.

The seventy-two mountain peaks stood silent in the twilight, and the iron chains murmured in the wind, as if singing a hymn to the name that had just broken the record.

Ananga's feelings were complicated at this moment. She never expected that her disciple Yu Jialuo would bring her such a genius with seventy-nine kinds of perfected martial arts seeds, breaking the record of three generations of sect leaders. If she was happy when she learned that Li Wei had 60 kinds, then her current feelings were a complicated mix of excitement and shock. She had a sense of unreality.

Yu Jialuo simply found her the number one prodigy in the sect?

The seventy-nine seeds of Mahayana martial arts represent Li Wei's potential to reach the level of the third-generation sect leader, achieve perfection in the fourth realm, and perhaps even surpass the third-generation sect leader to reach the fifth realm, leading the Great Sun Brahma Sect to an unprecedentedly glorious height.

That's why she said that Li Wei might be able to change the fate of the Great Sun Brahma Sect.

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