Chapter 289: Mediating Creation

Try it.

Bai Li Ming's heart quickly became resolute.

This is one of the few chances to fight freely against a fellow cultivator on the same stage; if he hesitates or backs down, he may regret it for life.

Ten thousand ghosts were summoned together, and the Ghost Lady fiercely clashed with the second True Form's Golden Light Spell.

Lin Chuan continued to constantly invoke ghost and Deity power, making his second True Form increasingly hard to counter.

At the same time, Lin Chuan brandished his sword and rushed toward the first True Form that was unleashing the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Buzz!

Sword Resonance rang out.

Lin Chuan, like a black flash, moved within the Burial Spirit Domain faster than Bai Li Ming's first True Form, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was blocked by the waves raised in the black spirit sea.

Test me with a sword.

Lin Chuan casually swung out a sword.

That sword seemed slow, drawing forth a long river.

River of Forgetfulness.

This sword, also a Soul Sword, like "Life as a Dream", was comprehended by Lin Chuan from the netherworld.

Bai Li Ming felt an immensely sorrowful atmosphere.

He saw a bridge over the long river, with two vague silhouettes standing on it, waving at him.

It seemed like his parents, who had long since passed away in Mortal Dust.

That's not right.

Why am I here?

Bai Li Ming's soul became momentarily hazy, as if forgetting everything, but his eyes quickly lit up again, and he instinctively retreated.

Swish!

The sword edge, imbued with netherworld aura, sliced past his head even faster.

His reaction was already swift, but in this high‑intensity duel, it was still a fraction too slow.

So terrifying.

The moment I felt the Sword Intent, it already affected my soul.

His attainment on the soul level far surpasses mine.

Bai Li Ming became aware of the gap.

To win, he must summon the third True Form.

I have only one move left.

Alas, his third True Form cultivates the Mediating Creation technique too slowly, so it can strike at most once.

The third True Form can at most create one opportunity for me.

Whether I can win! It hinges on the second True Form.

In a flash of thought, Lin Chuan's second sword already slashed forward, aiming to render the first True Form that wielded the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder completely powerless.

Third True Form, appear!

The sword sliced forward, and the black‑robed third True Form finally appeared, yet it did not intercept the blade; it passed over Lin Chuan and positioned itself between him and the Ghost Lady.

What a fast speed!

Completely unrestricted by space, just like my "Crossing the Other Shore", and it doesn't even require a finger‑twist of the technique; it's even faster!

Lin Chuan was startled by the third True Form.

It is an absolute powerhouse, already capable of threatening him.

Only in this way can it match Bai Li Ming's peerless Heavenly Pride, and stand up to the supreme Daoist Divine Power that unifies the Three Pure Ones.

Puff!

In his sight, the Ghost Lady suddenly lost control, pierced by the second True Form wielding the Golden Light Spell, and fell into the black spirit sea.

Lin Chuan himself also felt a strong threat.

When his gaze met the third True Form, his whole body trembled and his hair stood on end.

Although he instantly suppressed this fearful reaction, it still proved the third True Form's threat was enough to trigger his body's instinctive fear.

So strong!

That thought rose in Lin Chuan's mind, and the third True Form made its move.

He pointed a finger.

At the center of the black spirit sea, it spun rapidly, forming a massive vortex as if to devour the entire Burial Spirit Domain.

As the ruler of the Burial Spirit Domain, Lin Chuan felt his soul being torn.

Is this really your true method?

If a few more strikes came, Lin Chuan wondered he couldn't endure, yet such a defiant technique is evidently heavily limited.

With just a single finger, the third True Form became extremely weakened.

It could not use a second move.

Mediating Creation, transcending the principles of Heaven and Earth, creating something from nothing, evolving all things— is this the top Divine Power among the Thirty‑Six Heavenly Gang methods?

The Burial Spirit Domain should not have been infiltrated, but the Mediating Creation method broke the laws of Heaven and Earth, spawning from nothing and violently tearing the Burial Spirit Domain apart.

A stray beam saw the flashing Golden Light arrive in an instant.

The second True Form charged.

Lin Chuan, this battle with you has been most enjoyable.

For the first time, Bai Li Ming displayed a mad stance, laughing loudly, his Golden Light‑covered fist ready to smash Lin Chuan's Physical Body to pieces.

Boom!

Around Lin Chuan, ghostly shadows kept appearing.

But they cannot stop this punch; they can only slow Lin Chuan's defeat.

Unless Lin Chuan can break free of the "Mediating Creation" restriction, defeat is inevitable.

……

On the Yun Tai belonging to the Purple Star Emperor Sect.

Founder Hao Xuan smiled broadly, "Senior sister, Lin Chuan is about to lose; a single breath transforms the Three Purities plus Mediating Creation."

"It can be said that from ancient times to now, the most gifted of our Purple Star Emperor Sect, aside from Yang Zu, is Bai Li Ming."

"Lin Chuan's loss is not unjust."

"No matter which era, he is an exceptionally brilliant genius, but in this golden great age his fate is to settle a contest."

Even though the battle in the small world has not ended, Lin Chuan still struggles, but in Founder Hao Xuan's view the outcome was already predetermined.

"Hope so."

An Ci does not necessarily require Lin Chuan to win.

She just feels that the person valued by the master should be the one to win.

If Bai Li Ming can win, it proves this era has a genius beyond Yang Zu's expectations, which is a good thing for the Nine‑phase World.

It is even more so for the Purple Star Emperor Sect.

Founder Hao Xuan fell silent, only a smile lingering at the corner of his mouth.

He has never beaten senior sister in his whole life.

Even though he sat in the founder's seat, it was because senior sister refused to rely on Daoist merit to achieve the Wangxian Realm, that gave him the opportunity.

This time the duel among disciples, winning over senior sister also counts as settling a lingering obsession.

In the small world, the battle has already reached its final moment.

Lin Chuan is confined by the vortex created by the Mediating Creation method, unable to break free; the summoned ten‑thousand ghosts cannot block the Golden Light Incantation of the second true incarnation.

Moreover, the vortex is rapidly devouring the Burial Spirit Domain, and the nether ghostly divine power Lin Chuan can draw upon grows ever weaker.

To countless cultivators, Lin Chuan's hope of victory is exceedingly slim.

"Can we only use the Pure World Lotus's power?"

Lin Chuan has two major tactics.

The first is the Burial Spirit Domain, invoking the endless ghostly divine power of the netherworld; the second is the Pure World Red Lotus and Pure World White Lotus.

But once these two powers are unleashed, many factions will likely take notice.

Although Tianmo Chuan's traces have been erased by Heaven's Will, it does not mean that all great beings cannot guess, after all the story of the Heavenly Demon Old Ancestor is still passed down by word of mouth.

No matter what, Tianmo Chuan is also the first cultivator in the world to enter the Wangxian Realm without relying on the Chaos Immortal Treasure.

His impact on this world is so profound that it still persists to this day.

"If you guessed it, then guess it; it doesn't matter, what fear do I have?"

Lin Chuan is too lazy to pretend.

Mainly because he wants to enter the finals, to meet Nan Gong Ya in person; even someone as strong as Bai Li Ming he cannot trust, and the matter of the Black Mist he must investigate thoroughly.

The golden‑light‑clad fist draws ever nearer; Lin Chuan no longer hesitates, his twin pupils suddenly turning blood‑red,

"Pure World Lotus! Activate!"