Chapter 301: The Man of Beidou, Standing Upon the Earth

Advantage and disadvantage, like the two wings of a bird, constantly alternate in battle.

Even when pushed into the abyss of despair, victory and defeat can reverse in an instant.

People call it—‘Redemption’.

…

Jia Ji took a step and flashed from the ground to the side of his fellow disciples, laughing heartily: “Not late, am I?”

The eldest son of Beidou, who never told the truth, snorted coldly, refusing to look at him, and scolded: “Fool! Too late!”

On Duo Qi’s face, he returned the same gentle smile: “Jia Ji, you’re back then…” But as he was about to say more, his gaze accidentally fell behind his younger brother—he fell silent, suddenly forgetting what he meant to say.

“Big brother Jia Ji, I knew you’d definitely…”

A young man with black hair and black eyes, sharp brows and starlike gaze, joy already shining on his resolute face—he had always believed Jia Ji would never let anyone down—but after carefully studying his third brother, the words caught in his throat, his eyes filled with deep confusion.

He radiated a vast surge of power, not inferior to the three men whose strength had merged with heaven, earth, and stars, surpassing even them.

Know this: their Dragon Transformation Qi, their divine phantoms behind them, and the will of the entire planet had fused into a wondrous rhythm—their souls were linked to the world, and boundless power surged within them.

Their breath synchronized with the stars’ breath; their pulses matched Earth’s heartbeat; every second, torrents of immense energy flooded into them—their lives were bound to the lives of all beings on the ground; as long as humanity could not be destroyed in an instant, they could keep fighting.

At this moment, each of the three Beidou brothers was a warrior chosen by heaven, wielding their own fist arts, walking their own paths in life—unprecedentedly, incomparably strong.

Under these circumstances, Jia Ji, just returned from another world, possessed an even more overwhelming aura—with no enhancement whatsoever—utterly inconceivable.

Yet what silenced them was not this—but…

Behind Jia Ji stood a phantom unlike any in this planet’s history, unrecorded in any text, unmentioned in any legend or myth—never seen by any soul.

No.

According to him, it was—“Holy Spirit”!

The “Holy Spirit” hovered behind him, arms crossed, head held high, radiating immense presence; her gaze brimmed with obvious curiosity, endlessly observing this alien world.

Brilliant, radiant light erupted from her, scattering the night’s gloom and quelling the people’s dread—clear proof she was a being far beyond their manifested divine phantoms—yet…

—Why was his phantom the form of a little girl?!

At this moment, whether with goodwill or malice, hope or despair, countless cameras and satellites locked onto this place; people across the world, across oceans and mountains, at this historic moment, all felt the same question rise in their hearts.

“The final boss can’t fail to make a grand entrance!”

Jia Ji, however, seemed utterly unaware, finding nothing strange at all—he waved a finger and burst into an exaggerated laugh.

With his motion, the little girl behind him—silver-haired, crimson-eyed, barefoot, crowned with a golden halo, draped only in a thin white shirt—laughed just as extravagantly, her crimson eyes bright and clear, every movement radiating holiness and purity, beauty and brilliance.

Invisible sound waves shook heaven and earth; stars shifted color; hurricane winds erupted from the silver-haired Holy Spirit, raging outward, pushing away clouds and flames to form a vast, clean circular space.

Though the addition of a “Holy Maiden” among the three ancient, majestic divine phantoms looked absurdly odd, Jia Ji and this “Little Holy Spirit” somehow fit perfectly.

“This is a long story—later, I’ll explain. For now—”

Jia Ji paused, then spread his arms and laughed wildly beneath the open sky: “I say, let there be light—Hahahahaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!”

At this moment, the three brothers were far stronger than they had ever been in their original timeline; to achieve such feats while bound within this world, to resist this apocalyptic despair until now—wasn’t it Jia Ji’s influence that drove them to evolve this far?

How could he not laugh aloud?

“My eldest brother, second brother, fourth brother—and me, Jia Ji! Unbeatable!”

Duo Qi, Rao, and Ken Shi Lang all trembled simultaneously.

At this moment, they needed no words, no communication—just a single thought, and their brothers understood their intent and feelings; they had awakened telepathy, hearts in perfect sync.

Thoughts flashed at light speed, completing their final exchange in an instant—then… they made their final preparations, all aiming squarely at “Heavenly Emperor’s Thunder.”

“In this world, you keep your word.”

“Say you’ll smash it—you smash it.”

“—Let’s go!”

As one of the countless specks of dust on this planet, humanity, all living beings, etched the image of these four men into their minds, memorizing their forms.

The Earth turned for them.

The countless stars above spun like a vortex in the night sky.

In the empty heavens, the deathly weapon, laden with infinite calamity—born as the wrath of Heaven, enraged by vile human deeds—descended like a divine thunderbolt capable of piercing the earth.

“Brothers, follow my rhythm! All together!”

In an instant, they understood Jia Ji’s meaning.

Once, he had given his three fellow disciples the secret art called “Water Shadow Heart,” and at that time, he had learned their most cherished techniques; now, the three Beidou brothers would use this “Water Shadow Heart” to replicate and unleash Jia Ji’s technique.

It was a fist art he had tried repeatedly but always failed to master—the secret fist only Jia Ji had ever grasped—but this time, failure would not come again.

If it was ever to be used, it had to be now!

It would be perfectly applied this time!

Four colossal palms, each bearing the full detail of fingerprints and palm lines, wielded the strongest power in the world and struck toward heaven.

“Beidou—Explosive Killing Fist!!!” x4

In an instant, the dark night was banished by light; the glow of stars and moon was drowned out—it became as bright as day.

The moment that changed humanity’s fate had arrived!

(End of Chapter)