Chapter 1564 - 1554: Human Monarch Body

Chapter 1564: Chapter 1554: Human Monarch Body

To cultivate the Three Bodies is to grasp Heaven, Earth, and Man!

After reading the introduction to the "Human Monarch Body," Qin Wudao drew in a sharp breath of cold air; he immediately realized how terrifying the "Human Monarch Body" truly was.

If divinity, Heart of Literature, kingship, divine command, and sovereign origin are inheritances,

then the "Human Monarch Body" is a complete supreme Dao lineage.

All-encompassing!

"Comprehend!"

Qin Wudao did not hesitate, silently intoning in his heart.

As the words fell.

The space-time, dimensions, and even the Power of Time around him all collapsed with a roar, and he arrived in a gray, hazy world, where Chaos Qi drifted.

This was a world that ought not to exist!

Before Qin Wudao could figure out what was happening before his eyes, the scene ahead suddenly changed.

"Rumble—"

A sound like the shattering of heaven and earth rang in Qin Wudao’s ears.

Qin Wudao lifted his head to look.

He saw in the far distance a giant whose height could not be fathomed standing upright, a colossal axe in his hand. With every fall of the axe’s light, the Chaos before him was split apart.

One axe for one world!

Two axes for one domain!

Three axes for one universe!

With the axes that followed, the power revealed by each blow grew far more formidable and mysterious; at least with Qin Wudao’s current vision and cultivation, he could not see through them.

After nine axes, what appeared in Qin Wudao’s eyes was a magnificent tableau.

A long river flowed.

Its head and tail joined.

As the waters surged ceaselessly, there came the passing of time.

Spray splashed up, birthing countless bubbles, and each bubble was like a universe of its own, born within the years, growing strong, and in the end walking toward death.

"So this is the River of Time?"

Qin Wudao’s mind trembled; he subconsciously wanted to step closer to observe.

But at that moment, the scene before his eyes changed again.

He had already arrived within a certain world.

The Great Dao revolved.

Innate qi was dense.

It nurtured ten thousand lives and ten thousand spirits.

Qin Wudao stood high in the sky, seeing ancient innate spiritual seeds, their talent monstrous, their cultivation racing ahead by the day. Once their strength grew great, they used their own bloodlines in concert with heaven-and-earth treasures to create innumerable clans.

There were also some mighty existences who found companions, birthed sons and daughters, and multiplied into groups.

Or else they molded ordinary living beings from mud and water.

In short, as time passed, the world gradually became lively—there were divine beasts like Dragon and Phoenix, beasts roaming the mountains, creatures drifting in the waters, and even the human race...

Suddenly, an existence of antiquity appeared.

He shuttled between Heaven and Earth, extracting the origin of all things—there was Origin of Dragon, Origin of Tiger, Origin of Ant, and even the Origin Power of grass and wood...

A hundred kinds?

Ten thousand kinds?

Or a hundred million kinds?

Or perhaps billions upon billions of kinds?

Qin Wudao could no longer remember; that ancient existence, from sunrise to sunset, repeated the same action, fusing together different Origin Power.

Gradually, these strands of Origin Power transformed into one incarnation.

At its birth, it even drew down eighty-one days of heavenly lightning punishment; after crossing the tribulation, the incarnation revealed a terrifying talent for cultivation, breaking taboos and tearing apart countless lightning punishments.

He walked ever onward!

Walking out of the world, roaming the River of Time, he reached the final step before the peak.

Thus, he stood upon time itself, Sword of Ten Thousand Spirits in hand, clad in the Robe of Ten Thousand Spirits, cultivating the Arts of Ten Thousand Spirits, gazing at a vast portal in the heavens.

Rolling Power of Time poured out from within the portal, blocking the path, and in the origin of time, silhouettes loomed—vague, yet revealing countless figures.

Upon each figure flowed an aura that suppressed all things.

They stood high above!

They styled themselves the supreme sovereigns, controlling base lives!

From birth, they stood at the highest point of time, their cold gazes looking down, regarding others as ants!

"Who dares defy Heaven?"

From within the portal, a vast, mighty, aloof, and grand voice rang out.

It shook the River of Time.

It heaved up billions upon billions of world-shocking waves of time; countless universes were smashed apart by the spray, only for countless new universes to be birthed again.

Universes like motes of dust!

Means that reach gods and spirits!

"With the power of all living things, open the Gate of Heaven!"

The incarnation lifted his head to the sky and spoke loudly.

As his words fell, he raised high the Sword of Ten Thousand Spirits in his hand and cleaved out a stroke of Ten Thousand Spirits Power.

This sword contained the strength of the innumerable living—there was power of divine beasts, power of mountains, rivers, grass and wood, power of evil demons and ghosts...

"Battle! Battle! Battle!"

The furious roars of countless living beings echoed between Heaven and Earth.

In an instant.

The Sword of Ten Thousand Spirits thrust into the portal.

The countless mighty ones standing within time were split in two.

Blood fell like rain, corpses like hail, scattered into the River of Time, dyeing the Power of Time red.

This act completely enraged the one within the portal as well; in fury he struck out with a palm that encompassed Heaven and Earth, covered in countless Dao patterns, shining brilliantly.

The power revealed by that palm imprint was formidable.

It included the Ten Thousand Spirits Power and was not limited to it; there was also the power of Heaven and Earth, the Power of Time...

Bang!

The palm imprint descended.

Without the slightest surprise, the Ten Thousand Spirits Incarnation was suppressed.

The scene before Qin Wudao’s eyes began to collapse, twist, and turn illusory, until it completely vanished.

Then came another bout of heaven-and-earth spinning.

When Qin Wudao opened his eyes again, he had returned to the Imperial Study.

The only difference.

Was that before him, there was now an extra incarnation.

It was precisely the "Human Monarch Body" from his memories, able to devour the origin of all spirits in the world, enhance cultivation, and tread upon the peak.

"What was that portal?"

Qin Wudao ignored the "Human Monarch Body," still immersed in the scenes within his memory.

Standing upon time itself!

Speaking words of defiance against Heaven!

Could it be that the existences behind the portal are the clan of time?

But then again.

Who was the one who opened up the River of Time?

And who was the one who created the "Human Monarch Body"?

Qin Wudao did not know.

Coming back to himself, Qin Wudao steadied his mood and began studying the "Human Monarch Body."

He sized up the "Human Monarch Body," eyes half closed, sword brows and starry eyes, bearing transcendent—truly a rare and handsome man.

"Still a bit inferior to Us."

Qin Wudao pinched out a water mirror, admired his own face for a while, and commented.

Setting aside looks, the "Human Monarch Body" emanated from head to toe a dense ancient aura, containing Ten Thousand Spirits Power.

His frame was tall and mighty.

His shoulders bore sun, moon, and stars.

His hair hung to his waist, evolving the visages of ten thousand lives and ten thousand spirits.

"Let’s try the Arts of Ten Thousand Spirits!"

Qin Wudao moved his mind, beginning to commune with the "Human Monarch Body." In an instant, his divine sense merged into Heaven and Earth, and he saw countless vast and incomparable bodies.

These bodies stood as tall as the sky.

There were the human race!

There were the dragon race!

There were the Asura race...

A terrifying aura permeated the surroundings of all these bodies, radiating five-colored light—that was the light of origin, and also Origin Power.

"Ten Thousand Spirits Power, bestow!"

Qin Wudao began to draw upon the Origin Power of these bodies, and at the very moment this thought arose, the world before his eyes changed once more.

What appeared next was the territorial map of the Qin Dynasty’s fortune court.

He saw innumerable "spirits."

There were mighty ones like Gui Guzi, Xuanzang, Mencius.

There were also ordinary folk like Zhang San and Li Si.

Even the ants on the road, and souls unwilling to enter Reincarnation.

He saw strands of Origin Power of all colors erupting from the bodies of countless living beings, rising into Heaven and Earth, converging from all directions into his own body.