Chapter 1544: Omnipotent (Two-in-One)

The void was dark and boundless; the sun projected scorching rays at every moment, blindingly bright.

Zhang Longxiang held his breath; before his eyes everything was a dim yellow, and the blood vessels in his skull throbbed violently.

Reverse yin and yang————

So this is transforming into a rainbow!?

Thanks to the Dream Dynasty, which preserves human souls, even before today there have been people who died and came back to life — Hui Zhen, Qi Wu Yan, Liang Qu's two disciples, the sick tiger Su He Ba Lu who was substituted via "li dai tao jiang" — none of them failed to be resurrected, but that required an extremely high price.

Either a large quantity of super-grade blood treasures, or a unique supreme body.

Three or four months, first the furnace then transforming into a rainbow — how many people died in total?

Impossible to count!

At least tens of millions.

Resurrect all of them??

Zhang Longxiang didn't believe it was because Liang Qu had no concept.

Liang Qu was perfectly calm, continuously using the Dream Dynasty to search for "death information": "Longxiang King, trouble yourself to make a trip back later and do me a favor."

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Zhang Longxiang took a breath, struggling to keep his voice steady: "Speak."

"Too many dead, scattered across the four corners of the world; I can't tell specifically who is from where, can't deliver them door to door, so they will all be cast into the remaining beast arenas of the East Sea, including some coastal areas — food, drink, defecation, sleep, organizational order————"

"How fast?"

"As fast as possible."

"Understood."

Zhang Longxiang grasped the meaning instantly and vanished in a moment.

Inside the void, the number of dead retrieved kept expanding; Liang Qu marked them one by one.

Ordinary people have no remnants; even if they did, they were "burned clean" when the Great Li Taizu struggled; he is using a deeper level — karmic-level trace retrieval.

Not only ordinary people, even common little spirits are included all the same.

Toward the rainbow-transformed world he himself opened up, Liang Qu is basically omnipotent; toward the native greater world, he is not omniscient and omnipotent, but it is equivalent to administrator privileges.

Assembly, download, installation — no problem at all.

Enough!

"Resurrect all of them?."

The Sage Emperor, the Tusi, and the Khan King widened their eyes, pupils trembling.

Every pore on the three men's bodies was shocked by such mighty power, tightly constricting.

A god.

A true god!

"That's right, must be fast; most will be inside the East Sea beast arena."

"Fast! Grand Steward!" the Sage Emperor shouted at once.

"Your Majesty!"

"All officials currently in office in the imperial capital, assign three-tenths to stay behind; the rest assemble immediately at the waterside wharf. Each government office's deputy officials remain at their posts; for any principal official who goes east, his duties shall be performed by the deputy; documents and seals are to be handed over without exception, no delays allowed.

Local prefectures and counties, immediately compile registers; list household registers by prefecture and commandery!

The Sky Feather Guard splits into three parts: first part three thousand men, stay to guard the imperial capital, in charge of capital security and palace patrol; ward gates operate as usual, curfew as per law, all trades must not cease.

All the rest accompany the eastward advance; within ten li around the East Sea beast arena, clear the grounds, erect sheds and tents, stockpile grain, fodder, and medicinal herbs.

The vortex waterways are completely closed to traffic; all are requisitioned; fast, it must be fast!"

"Obey!"

The imperial capital, Tusi Valley, and Golden Royal Court all shook; Yao Long led the team straight ahead.

The sun blazed, emitting light.

Continuous searching, continuous marking; estimating the time was about right——————

Liang Qu tore off a portion of the Whale Emperor's body, scattered it, and used it as raw material for production.

Pangu cleaved open the obstruction and linked up with the Great Li Taizu's Dream Dynasty.

Turn the illusory into reality!

In the darkness, boundless white light suddenly exploded.

Like ten thousand meteors setting forth, chasing the sunlight, projecting toward the nine heavens and ten earths!

"Creak creak————"

Fine rain misted.

Chen Qingjiang drove a flatbed cart, hauling and transporting timber; he wiped the sweat from his face, stepped over the threshold, casually knocked the mud off his shoes, unloaded the goods; in the sixth month plum rain season, everywhere was muddy roads; after one trip, mud was inevitable.

The family had two flatbed carts and two donkeys; since the fourth month, they had never stopped.

"Qingjiang, you've worked hard; come, drink a bowl of water to catch your breath." Da Niang brought a sea-bowl.

"Thanks!" Chen Qingjiang gulped it down in one go.

"The price————" Da Niang asked cautiously.

"The price is the same as before, two copper coins."

Da Niang was delighted; she fished copper coins from her clothes: "Many thanks, many thanks; without you, how would we have moved so many bricks back? Stay for lunch at noon."

"Small matter! No need for lunch; Adi's waiting for me at home! Fried cured meat."

"That's true; Adi is virtuous, her cooking is tastier than this old woman's; you wait, I'll get you some pickles!"

"Alright then."

Chen Qingjiang smiled, pocketed the copper coins, watched the old woman repairing the house, and felt a weight lift in his heart.

Pulling a cart of goods, at least ten coins, heavier loads twenty coins or more—nowadays every household struggles, and the elderly have trouble walking,

if it were before, they would surely have helped without hesitation.

But this is what Ashui taught him—only when encountering someone utterly destitute can doing good not refuse even a single coin; instead, it helps those who need it more.

"Grandma, we're leaving!"

Picking up the pickled vegetables, placing them in a corner of the cart, Chen Qingjiang jumped onto the seat, driving the donkey home, when suddenly the donkey shuddered and backed away in fright.

Chen Qingjiang strained to pull the reins, but the donkey wouldn't obey, until a glimmer of light flashed in his peripheral vision.

He looked up in surprise.

Grey clouds spread uniformly across the sky, like an unwettable water film, occasionally revealing one or two holes—within the holes, brilliant white light meteors streaked across the heavens, descending from the sky!

More holes were scorched open.

The donkey neighed.

"Run!"

"Flying stones are coming! Flying stones are coming!"

The noisy town of Yixing echoed with screams as everyone recalled the terror of being dominated by lunar meteorites.

Chen Qingjiang tumbled and crawled under the cart.

Yet there was no prolonged panic—dense white meteors had already fallen!

No great roar, no great wave.

When the surging white meteors landed, they were surprisingly gentle, raising a wisp of clear breeze; the sky-reaching light pillars slowly dissipated, gradually revealing human figures.

Under the cart, Chen Qingjiang stared agape, looking at an equally bewildered figure stepping out of the light pillar.

"Ah Hu?!"

"Qingjiang?" Chen Dahhu also looked up.

Chen Qingjiang stammered: "Really you? You—you aren't you dead?"

"Who?"

"You!"

"I, I died?" Chen Dahhu stared wide-eyed.

"Yeah." Seeing Chen Dahhu able to speak, to communicate, not like a ghost, Chen Qingjiang gained courage, stepped out from under the cart, and helped recall: "Yeah, that day meteors fell from the sky, kicked up huge waves, your roof got blown apart, and you were crushed on the spot by the beams—I even ate your banquet—"

"Son, is it really you?"

"This—this—"

Chaos and clamor surged through alleys and houses, wailing shook the heavens, interrupting their conversation.

Chen Qingjiang froze, recalling that Chen Dahhu had just stepped out of the light pillar, and just now, at least hundreds of such light pillars had appeared!

The donkey began to move, passing house by house.

Chen Mao Yong.

Chen Mu Gen.

Qingshan Wang—

Chen Qingjiang stared wide-eyed, his grip on the reins trembling—these past two months, he hadn't even had time to eat properly, visiting ten households a day, only able to pick one, it was utterly impossible to mistake them.

Alive, all of them alive!

All the dead have come back to life!

Chen Qingjiang lifted his head, turning around.

The light pillars did not fade—they increased, like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, endlessly falling from the firmament, descending to the mortal world!

Huaiyin Martial Hall.

Similarly, scattered light pillars lit up.

"Madam, Madam, Ashui—surely it's Ashui!"

Xu Zishuai burst out the door, sprinting all the way.

East Sea Beast Fighting Arena, dense light pillars kept descending—almost every sweep revealed a black mass of crowds, countless heads.

Meng Qiang's scalp tingled.

The arriving Tianwei Guards, who should have maintained order, now stood frozen in place, their thoughts utterly shattered by indescribable emotion.

Dead and reborn.

Ten thousand times ten thousand dead and reborn!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

South Jiang, North Ting, Great Shun—heaven and earth, everywhere light pillars, everywhere divine traces.

White light shone brightly upon the earth.

Long Eying lowered her documents, eyes wide with astonishment.

Long Yanrui gaped: "Brother-in-law, it must be Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law has awakened!"

"Wuhu, it's the boss! Long live the boss!" the Third Prince howled.

The fat fish's belly flicked, it sprang up from the lotus leaf, shaking its whiskers in joy.

"Bu Neng Dong," Round Head, Fist, and Awei all appeared.

Is this truly something cultivation can achieve?

Wolf Lord, Xin Daguang, Su Wang—top experts across the world, their livers and gallbladders nearly burst, astonished beyond measure.

"Amitabha Buddha."

The old monk and Huizhen chanted in unison.

"Mom, is this what the master did?"

Wen Wen Shi Yun jumped up from the martial arena, dumbstruck.

"I'll go I'll go I'll go!"

In the Southern Border's Qinggu Valley, Li Xianghan felt inexplicably excited.

Transforming Rainbow, Transforming Rainbow!

If this possesses Awei, indirectly empowering her, just how ridiculously strong would she become?

Blown away!

Never in ten thousand years, three Transforming Rainbows in a single day.

The sole victor, in the most domineering, most shocking way, announces His awakening!

Above the void, batch after batch of bodies were forged, souls inserted, then circulated to above the East Sea. Those that could be roughly distinguished were conveniently sent to the corresponding Beiting and Southern Border locations.

Liang Qu pulled out a cup of citrus sparkling tea, sucked on the reed straw, waved a hand, and a hundred thousand people revived, returning to the mortal world; another wave, and another hundred thousand.

Continuously familiarizing Himself with the Dream Dynasty, He had far too many thoughts and ideas at this very moment.

The time to remodel the world has arrived!

Two hours passed in a flash.

"About done."

Confirming no omissions, Liang Qu dusted off his hands, the Yinglong circulated, and with a flash, He descended back to the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Did it, really did it!"

Dusk dark red, the vast plaza, everyone blurred in the shadows.

The Tusi murmured to himself, gazing at the sea of heads, the shock in his heart indescribable.

Not just the Tusi, Suoli Weng and Zhang Longxiang, the two immortals, were likewise.

How — great!

Clearly the revived were all below, clamoring noisily, yet everyone stared blankly at the sky.

"The Whale Emperor met the World-Destroying Dragon at the Great Hunt, ambition to swallow the Three Realms — in a single day, he too Transformed Rainbow, then battled the Two Saints at Xuanxiao.

Heaven tilted, earth split, sun and moon lost their light, dead in the hundreds of millions. Though the Huai King won, exhausted he fell into slumber, eighty-one days. Suddenly white light descended from heaven, circulated the eight extremes, all who perished in this battle had flesh and bone restored, exactly as before. Thus the living were recreated, the world at peace!"

Knife and brush carving, bamboo slips curling.

The historians following the three leaders trembled their beards, writing furiously.

Heart pounding in his chest, the scribe clerk was excited beyond measure.

Did it.

Really did it.

Not during his tenure, simultaneously recording two Furnaces, two Immortals, one Transforming Rainbow, one Furnace, three Transforming Rainbows, three Transforming Rainbows battling!

No one could be more profoundly, more clearly aware of a historical node occurring than the historians.

The clerk knew, this was a node in human history with none greater; how fortunate he was, to leave a tiny punctuation mark of his own in such a critical, dazzling history!

History was not created by him, yet it was written by him!

What will the Huai King say?

After Transforming Rainbow, facing the world, what will the first sentence be?

The clerk's face flushed red.

Whoosh!

A figure emerged.

Peripheral vision caught it, all who looked up at the sky turned their heads.

The sky held glow like fire evil, sparse thin clouds layered in strips, the sea surface full of broken gold.

Clothes flapping in the wind, billowing.

At the beast arena's edge, a tall man stood with feet planted, straight as a brush, shadows extending from beneath his feet, golden eyes blazing, standing quietly, making all things fall silent.

Huai King!?

The clerk's eyes locked on tight, the hand holding the carving knife trembling.

The Sage Emperor's throat bobbed, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start, he had far too many questions.

How is the Great Li Taizu? How is the Whale Emperor? What is the meaning of the words on the back of the paper slip? How to handle Linchuan? What is the scene of Transforming Rainbow? Whether to expand the fief —

Thirty-three's Transforming Rainbow.

The Sage Emperor didn't speak, the Tusi and Khan King even more silent, finally they uniformly stepped aside, letting Long Eying walk to the very front, but Long Eying also didn't speak, just eyes flashing with bright light.

Everyone was waiting, everyone was anticipating.

Suddenly.

Liang Qu staggered two steps, Long Eying's heart jumped, about to go support him, then she heard a miserable cry: "Ah, not good, I've lost all my power, all my strength, the battle with the Great Li Taizu and Whale Emperor already left me heavily injured, finally reviving everyone exhausted all my power!"

"???"

Everyone was horrified.

How could this be?

Only Long Eying stopped her steps, eyes revealing suspicion.

Liang Qu in unbearable pain, collapsed onto the ground: "Now I'm afraid any Galloping Horse expert could kill me!"

Not just Long Eying, everyone sensed something was off, faces showing strange expressions.

"Can't do it, I can't move."

Liang Qu sprawled out, continuing to shout.

A long while.

Quiet and still.

Liang Qu opened one eye and called out again: "Ah!"

"Husband——" Long Eying wanted to speak but stopped, sighed, "Your acting is a bit lacking."

"What acting? Eying, why haven't you come to help me yet? I can't hold on." Liang Qu felt dizzy and disoriented.

Long Eying could feel the gaze behind her, inexplicably embarrassed, she raised her index finger: "After becoming invincible under heaven, what will you do?"

The fat fish pricked up its ears.

Liang Qu secretly thought it was not good.

Long Eying answered to herself: "On the first day, pretend to have lost power; on the second day, power returns, then ruthlessly settle scores;

On the third day, pretend to be seriously injured; on the fourth day, injuries heal, then ruthlessly settle scores;

On the fifth day, pretend to have already fallen; on the sixth day, return in a second life, then ruthlessly settle scores.

This joke, my husband has told me before."

The carving knife paused, and the bamboo silk halfway down drifted away with the wind.

The fat fish's eyes lit up, it flicked its whiskers, and seriously took notes.

Heavenly divine wisdom.

In midsummer June, everyone shivered.

Liang Qu opened a slit in his eyes, saw the silent crowd, and joined them in silence, patting his butt as he stood up: "A grasshopper on the same rope, how could you sabotage my stage? Next time, I won't tell you interesting things."

Long Eying narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Looking again at the crowd, Liang Qu covered his mouth and coughed: "Cough cough, just joking, Blossom Elder, Your Majesty, Tribal Chief, Sweat King, really long time no see!"

Brief silence.

Afterwards, a thick barrier that appeared silently and soundlessly, ice and snow melted, dissolved without trace.

The Holy Emperor suddenly smiled: "Congratulations, Prince Huai!"

The Tribal Chief and Sweat King helplessly: "Congratulations, Prince Huai!"

The Straw Hat Elder stroked his beard and nodded, also smiling: "Indeed, long time no see, Prince Huai."

Indeed, much better than the Great Li Founding Emperor and the Whale Emperor.

At least more interesting, right?

"Prince Huai, the Great Li Founding Emperor and the Whale Emperor——" the Straw Hat Elder eagerly asked, despite having heard it once from Zhang Longxiang, he still wanted to hear it himself.

"Hey, don't worry, I've subdued them all, no need to worry about this, let's not ask me first—I actually have a question."

Everyone shuddered.

"What does Prince Huai want to ask?"

Liang Qu raised his hand to form a shade over his forehead, surveyed the hazy yellow sky: "Not a big deal, just saying it's strange——when I came down from heaven, I always felt like something was missing between heaven and earth, do you have any clues?"

What is missing?

The Holy Emperor reacted first: "The moon?"

"The moon, huh, yes, how could such a big moon disappear?" Liang Qu glared.

Everyone:

You've been fighting to the death in heaven for over a month, shattered the moon, and didn't notice?

Rainbow-power warriors, terrifying indeed!

Finally, the Straw Hat Elder stepped forward to explain: they didn't know what was happening then, only saw a beam of light pierce through.

Pierced through?

Liang Qu vaguely recalled hitting something "soft" midway.

Hiss——

It's all the Great Li Founding Emperor's fault!

"All waters return to Yin, hence the tide's ebb and flow follows the moon." The Tribal Chief sighed, "Without the moon, tidal rise and fall lost control, coastal flooding submerged many towns, truly regrettable, but thanks to Prince Huai, we have no fear for our lives."

"Pa!"

Finger snap echoed, drawing attention.

"This is actually simple, just remake it, done."

"Re————remake?" The Tribal Chief stared wide-eyed, "Can it be made?"

"Can!"

Liang Qu raised his hand, reaching toward the azure sky.