Chapter 226 - 130: Taiyi Flying Rainbow, Reversing the Primordial Beginning

Chapter 226: Chapter 130: Taiyi Flying Rainbow, Reversing the Primordial Beginning

A cultivator with perfected esoteric arts and a cultivation at the Nascent Soul Third Layer was a rarity in the Celestial Waterfall Realm—an existence known as a Great Cultivator.

The clash between a Great Cultivator like Chu River and Yang Bijie, which had ended with Chu River only achieving victory at the cost of his own physical body, was nothing short of brutal.

Yet for Chu River to continue issuing challenges under such circumstances left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

On the Dragon Image Sect’s Jade Platform, an elder said in astonishment, "Chu River has already lost his physical body. He’s become a spring without a source. Does he really intend to keep fighting? Isn’t he afraid of delaying his reincarnation? Even if he wants to cling to this existence, finding a suitable new body will take a great deal of time."

Yang Bijie frowned slightly upon hearing this. He had calculated every move, destroying Chu River’s physical body with the intent of creating what appeared to be a defeat but was in fact a draw. This would allow Xuzhuang to deal with He Haojun at his leisure. He never expected that Chu River would be unwilling to withdraw.

He glanced at Xuzhuang and couldn’t help but say, "Be careful, Fellow Daoist."

Xuzhuang smiled faintly and replied, "Don’t worry, Fellow Daoist Yang. Just wait for news of my victory."

Yang Bijie nodded. Seeing Xuzhuang about to rise and meet the challenge, he stopped him, took out a small pouch, and placed it in his hand, sending a mental message, "Fellow Daoist, these are the magical items I have left over from my battle. I hope they can lend you some strength."

Without a change in expression, Xuzhuang slipped the pouch into his sleeve and weighed it, instantly knowing its contents.

Inside were two of the substitute paper men Yang Bijie had used, several vials of pellets for restoring Magical Power, but not the Soul-Loss Demon-Cutting Saber. There was, however, a set of Gang Pearls he hadn’t had time to use. They were somewhat similar to the ones Qiu Song had used against Xuzhuang in the past—likely from the same tradition, though naturally far more powerful.

Yang Bijie had already explained to Xuzhuang how to use these items, clearly having planned long ago to give him whatever was left over.

Standing atop a cloud, Chu River saw that no one from the Dragon Image Sect was coming out after such a long delay. He frowned and shouted, "Is your esteemed sect done deliberating?"

Xuzhuang seemed to turn a deaf ear to the taunt. He gave Yang Bijie a slight nod, then said, "I’m going."

Without waiting for a reply, he shot upward. A flash of white light streaked across the battlefield, causing all the cultivators present to narrow their eyes. Those with weaker cultivation even felt a stinging pain in their eyes, forcing them shut as tears streamed down. Before anyone could even react, Xuzhuang had already come to a halt in the middle of the sky.

Xuzhuang had deliberately altered the appearance of this avatar. Though his features were still sharp and imposing, not a single cultivator present recognized him, making him seem exceptionally mysterious.

Of course, as Yang Bijie’s mysterious helper, he wouldn’t be underestimated. But as for what abilities he actually possessed, many still adopted a wait-and-see attitude. They hadn’t expected that his first movement alone would reveal such an incredibly sharp aura.

"A Sword Cultivator?" Atop the Jade Platform, He Haojun’s nonchalant expression vanished. He frowned slightly, wondering to himself, ’Where on earth did a character like this come from?’

Xuzhuang flew into the sky and came to a stop about a thousand zhang from Chu River. He gave a slight bow and said, "Venerable Chu River, this time, it is I who will face you."

Seeing the extraordinary power in Xuzhuang’s every movement, Chu River grew even more vigilant. He asked probingly, "I find your face quite unfamiliar, Fellow Daoist. How should I address you?"

He had no idea that the man before him was the very one who held a vendetta with him for killing his son. But since Xuzhuang was fighting with an avatar, he naturally wouldn’t reveal his real name. After a few moments of thought, a strange smile crept onto his face as he replied, "I am... Zhong Shenxiu."

"Zhong Shenxiu?" Chu River frowned. He racked his brain but could place no one by that name. Still, he felt there was something extraordinary about it and replied in a heavy voice, "Very well. Then allow me to witness your Divine Techniques, Fellow Daoist Zhong."

Xuzhuang nodded calmly. "You may make the first move, Venerable."

Since "Zhong Shenxiu" had yielded the first move, Chu River wasn’t about to be polite. He stared at his opponent’s calm and composed bearing, a vicious glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly let out a great shout!

WHOOOOSH!

A shriek like the wailing of ghosts and gods instantly erupted. A boundless Divine Wind, carrying heavy and powerful Gang Stones, swept out in an instant, blotting out the sky.

It turned out that Chu River had secretly begun channeling his Divine Technique long before the duel started, preparing a single, powerful strike to seize the upper hand from the very beginning!

This ferocious attack immediately caused the expressions of the spectators to tighten. On the Dragon Image Jade Platform, an elder shouted in anger, "He channeled his Divine Technique in advance! That’s cheating, Sect Master!"

Yang Bijie frowned slightly and raised a hand to silence the elder. "Just watch the battle quietly." His gaze shifted to Xuzhuang.

Although Chu River’s surprise attack was swift and fierce, Xuzhuang still had the paper men for protection, so there was little fear of the attack succeeding. Yet, under Yang Bijie’s watchful gaze, Xuzhuang simply stood calmly in the distance. He gently stroked the Vermilion Gourd and said to himself, "This is my Swordsmanship. You had best watch closely."

Xuzhuang hadn’t deliberately lowered his voice. Though the sound was nearly lost in the howling Divine Wind, those with higher cultivation could hear his words, and Chu River was no exception. He was momentarily stunned, and a sudden sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

The next moment, a clear ring echoed across the heavens, overpowering the ghostly wails. The sky-blotting Divine Wind was suddenly torn asunder, and all the Gang Stones within it were pulverized. A magnificent beam of sword light shot out from the rift, streaking from the horizon to draw a thousand-zhang rainbow through the air. A voice, like a proclamation, came from within it, stating faintly, "This is the end of all substance!"

"What?!" Chu River’s expression changed drastically. He formed a hand seal, and from the Gangyun above, a massive Yellow Smoke Rope shot out to intercept the sword light.

After casting the spell, Chu River dared not relax. The power of "Zhong Shenxiu’s" sword light was so immense that he couldn’t guarantee the Yellow Smoke God-Binding Rope could stop the fatal blow. He immediately performed another technique, raising a Protective Spirit Light around himself.

However, to Chu River’s surprise, the sword light didn’t attempt to slash through the Yellow Smoke God-Binding Rope. Instead, it flickered in midair and vanished without a trace.