The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings - Chapter 2257 - 2202–2203: Confucianism for Thousands of Years – Battle of the Quasi-Taoist Monarchs (Part 2)
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Chapter 2257: Chapter 2202–2203: Confucianism for Thousands of Years – Battle of the Quasi-Taoist Monarchs (Part 2)
“Confucianism and Taoism!” The mysterious figure spoke coldly, their sharp gaze piercing the shroud of sun and moon, taking a step forward, as if to overturn the heavens and earth, their mana permeating throughout.
The countless mana converged into tome after tome, inscribed with the classics of Confucianism.
When their gaze fell upon Yan Wu True Immortal, he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure, suffocating him, leaving him immobile, as if trapped in a mire.
“Confucianism Divine Power!” Yan Wu True Immortal struggled to open his eyes, embodying the sun and moon symbols, his forehead’s flame shining brightly, using Mysterious Skill to gradually dispel the pressure, regaining normalcy, yet he dared not be careless before Gu Ji.
Gu Ji stepped forward, simply and tracelessly, without any hint of mana fluctuation, mysteriously unfathomable, even with Yan Wu True Immortal’s pervasive flames, his movements remained obscure.
The Great Tao is simple, at this moment, revealed in full, as though in Gu Ji’s hands, even a blade of grass could transform into an astonishing weapon, slaying formidable strongmen.
“Confucianism and Taoism, spanning ancient and modern times!” Gu Ji’s azure robe fluttered in the breeze, with books flipping endlessly, seeming to mirror the entire history of Confucianism.
His voice, icy and emotionless, hands gently dividing Yin and Yang, rotating the Five Elements, various laws of heaven and earth converging, melding in his hands, he need not wield ultimate divine abilities, his piercing gaze firmly fixed on Chi Wu True Immortal.
This is the divine power of Confucianism, yet not entirely so, under the enlightenment of Pei Xuanjing, Gu Ji forged his own path.
With his relationship with Pei Xuanjing, if Gu Ji wished to join the Taoist School, it would be effortless, but he indeed had his own thoughts, unwilling to tarnish their friendship, still embracing his Confucian Gate identity.
Confucianism for thousands of years, reflecting ancient and present, evolving the history of the Path of Humans, Gu Ji is its chronicler.
At this moment, he engulfed mountains and rivers with each breath, absorbing endless Primordial Qi, even isolating nearby laws of heaven and earth, twisting all laws, the eternal laws seemed to lose all power, easily capable of tearing through the laws that could shred a True Immortal’s divine body, they obediently bowed!
Without channeling mana, his majestic presence remained undiminished, defying thousands of years, never experiencing fear, the imprint of history itself is a fearsome power.
Chi Wu True Immortal finally could not withstand this indescribable oppression, understanding this suppression would strip him of all resistance, his eyes darkened, surrounded by rising flames, resisting the invisible atmospheric pressure, the fire light gathered between his brows began radiating brilliance.
“The past is indeed past, the present is eternal!” Yan Wu True Immortal’s voice steady and resolute, at this moment, abandoning restraint, revealing his Flaming Martial God Body instantly in the world. Unlike a Martial Arts True Body, forging his own path.
Dragon-headed, human-bodied, his eyes becoming sun and moon, Yang’s radiance shining, Yin’s lunar light descending, star lights scattered between his brows illuminating all directions, Yan Wu True Immortal tightly clasped the Divine Axe, his body emanating an ancient aura.
Standing in the void, Yan Wu True Immortal seemed to enter enlightenment, observing Gu Ji’s earth-shattering, Yin and Yang splitting strike, his eyes glimmering, as if studying, as if preparing.
“Chop!” Between Yan Wu True Immortal’s brows, a clear expression emerged, hands pushing flatly, like a Demon God Opening the Heavens and Splitting the Earth, truly cleaving Chaos, manifesting Yin and Yang, even separating clarity and turbidity, forming heavens and earth.
“Ancient history, suppress!” Gu Ji softly chanted, countless books swiftly rotated, manifesting more historical imprints.
His body eternally unmoving, fists piercing time and space, perforating sun and moon, even Yan Wu True Immortal’s fiery river in manifestation could not hinder a bit, fiery rivers obliterated as if dust in the river of time.
A magnificent strike, in his hands unleashed, an attack of True Immortal Sixth Layer Heaven close to Quasi-Taoist Monarch strength, inciting heaven and earth’s force, erupting terrifying power.
“Not good!” Yan Wu True Immortal’s expression changed, the opponent’s aura became overwhelmingly mighty, seemingly directly suppressing him, this courageous, river-devouring grandeur, heavy, unimaginable.
“Since so, I shall likewise display the ancient martial path’s power, the ancient glory must not be desecrated!”
This is top-tier True Immortal contention, the entire altar seemed covered by two formidable presences, every action twisting the laws of heaven and earth, were it not for the altar’s barrier, seemingly shattering sun, moon, and stars.
“These two are starting unreservedly, with no hesitation!”
“Not even probing, directly unleashing the strongest power to suppress the opponent.”
“This is not ordinary True Immortal Sixth Layer Heaven, can entirely be called Quasi-Taoist Monarch level combat power.”
“Confucianism for thousands of years, imprinted historical traces, this is the new path forged under the guidance of Longevity Taoist Monarch?”
“Though insufficient to compare with the Saint of Heart, it is indeed enough to say in the Confucian Gate, it’s a new path led by a Great Confucian.”
Heavens shaking, beings lamenting, the rays of sun, moon, and stars unseen, only two immense figures standing proudly between heavens and earth, engaged in an unprecedented, unmatched duel, ordinary True Immortals cannot rival their sharpness.
Formidable collisions, tome and divine axe contend, two towering bodies clashing fiercely, even the void seemingly might collapse.
Tome of the centuries, fused with countless powers, every attack formidable, even carrying the breath of destiny.
Every past powerful presence, their imprints left between heaven and earth, now manifesting as terrifying assaults.
An azure canopy, sky-covering, a fiery crimson dragon rampant in all directions, water and fire harmonizing, Yin and Yang coexisting, various phenomena flashing, each enough to quake heaven and earth, yet in Gu Ji’s hand, masterfully wielded, his fists even able to pierce time and space, striking through the heavens.
Each force bearer’s innate divine abilities, displaying boundless sharpness, a Sword of Slaughter floating in the air, the blood-colored long sword bearing slaughter’s will, as if aiming to annihilate Yan Wu True Immortal, slicing through space, a thunderbolt emerges, dazzling with brilliance, sacred yet solemn, tearing the firmament, simultaneously attacking towards Yan Wu True Immortal.
Yan Wu True Immortal’s body laid bare, simply grasping the Divine Axe, each movement slicing through assaults, even imprints threatened to be obliterated.
At this moment, Yan Wu True Immortal truly manifesting the ancient martial path’s terror, though lacking the current era’s martial splendor, varied, but that ruggedness is perhaps the oldest, matching heaven and earth’s operational trajectory kind of Great Tao.
The Divine Axe chopping, even severing the laws of heaven and earth, causing Yin and Yang chaos, time and space inversion, the void pierced directly, this scene awed countless strongmen within heaven and earth, even Quasi-Taoists stood dumbfounded, Yan Wu True Immortal’s might, powerful enough to instill fear within them.
At Shenxiao Peak, Pang Hong’s demeanor turned solemn for the first time, unlike his usual ease, before him a Water Mirror appeared, these two strongmen’s confrontation displayed within the Water Mirror, Pang Hong meticulously studying their exchanges.
Sometimes exhilarated, sometimes dejected, despite nearing Taoist Monarch status, observing their exchanges yielded immense rewards.
Behind him a significant seal manifested, Pang Hong’s true Tao Certifying Magical Treasure, now slightly trembling, not out of fear, but witnessing such formidable existence, desiring to assert its dominance in the world.


