Chapter 197: This calamity character is invincible! Profaning the true demon! Brand new!

"He, is it cooperation, or is it a furtive tryst, or sexual union? Now I understand, it is unity. The 'separation' character I obtained at the tenth level of my divine ability, and this 'unity' character, can actually be combined for use, similar to how many of the three thousand great Dao are linked through secret methods to form great immortal arts."

In the great hall atop the Righteous Qi Peak, Chen Zheng sat cross-legged on the throne, pondered for a moment, and then comprehended the mystery of the 'unity' character, also understanding the relation between 'separation' and 'unity'; a look of joy involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

A 'unity' character became solid within him from the illusory.

As soon as the 'unity' character formed, he activated the 'separation' character, condensing two identical clones.

The two clones walked out from his body.

But just as the clones appeared, the 'unity' character inside his main body emitted a pulling force, dragging the two external clones toward the main body to converge.

The clones merged into the main body.

Three-in-one!

Chen Zheng suddenly rose from the throne, feeling a completely new self had been born.

The appearance, demeanor, and physique of this 'completely new' self were unchanged from before the unification, still remarkably outstanding, heroic and awe-inspiring, like a son of heaven, a banished immortal descending to the mortal realm.

Only his mana was vastly different from before the unification, undergoing a earth-shaking change.

The mana of the 'completely new' Chen Zheng became immensely stronger, stronger beyond words.

Just how strong did it become?

For example, when he had just advanced to the Longevity Secret Realm, he possessed only 1.2 million strands of primordial heavenly dragon power.

But now, after the threefold unification of clone and main body, he directly reached an astonishing 3.6 million strands of primordial heavenly dragon power, three times as much as before!

This is equivalent to adding together the mana of the two clones and the main body.

This is the true profundity of the 'separation' and 'unity' characters: not only can they produce countless clones with equal mana, but they can also stack the mana of all clones onto the main body, granting the main body the full mana of all clones, resulting in a multiplicative increase.

If Chen Zheng could produce enough clones—for instance, one hundred million clones—then after recalling them via the 'unity' character, what astonishing level would his main body's mana reach?

To what terrifying extent would his combat power soar?

It is simply terrifying beyond bounds.

"This 'separation' and 'unity' calamity character combination can be called invincible! Now I possess 3.6 million strands of primordial heavenly dragon power; if I were to fight my former self who had only 1.2 million strands before unification, I could overwhelm him with overwhelming force and easily win, like a tall adult beating a three-year-old child. Even if a hundred three-year-old children besieged an adult, they would be of little use and could not win."

Chen Zheng's eyes burst forth with terrifying divine light.

At this moment, he could almost sweep aside invincible opponents of the eighth level of the Longevity Cave Heaven realm.

If the clone that had gone to the cultivation great world were recalled and similarly stacked onto the main body, the main body's mana would further increase by 1.2 million dragon strands, reaching 4.8 million dragon strands, becoming even more formidable.

Moreover, this stacking differs somewhat from many methods of bursting combat power.

In the cultivation world, the ways for a cultivator to burst combat power are nothing more than burning lifespan via some secret art, or burning essence blood, or taking some kind of pill.

These methods all have significant side effects.

For example, afterward one's vital energy is severely damaged, requiring a long period of recuperation to recover, even harming the foundation so that cultivation can no longer advance.

Another example: the burst lasts only a very short time, allowing only a moment's bravery; after a few dozen breaths it wilts.

But Chen Zheng is completely different; his clones and main body share the same origin, so increasing combat power this way incurs no side effects.

Even after dissolution, it does not harm vital energy.

The duration also far exceeds that of many secret arts, lasting up to an hour, truly an undefeatable war god.

Of course, this is still Chen Zheng having just comprehended the 'unity' character not long ago; as his understanding deepens in the future, the time of clone and main body unification will certainly lengthen, even become constant, never dissolving, forever at peak.

Moreover, as his cultivation increases, the number of clones will also grow, reaching hundreds of millions, billions, trillions, and even infinite numbers.

By then, let alone celestial immortals, divine immortals, mystic immortals, or golden immortals of the Luo Luo level, even that near-omnipotent heavenly sovereign will be blasted to slag by him.

That is true invincibility.

For now, it can only be said that he is still far from that.

Therefore, Chen Zheng felt no trace of arrogance or self-satisfaction; after experiencing the pleasure of unification, he sat down again and continued to contemplate the 'unity' character, hoping to extend the duration a little longer.

Meanwhile,

No, more precisely, at the moment before Chen Zheng advanced to the Longevity Secret Realm, in the distant cosmic depths far from the Xuanhuang Great World, his clone was being pursued and attacked.

This matter still has to start from twenty.

That day, Chen Zheng killed Qi Young Master and others, escaped from the Butler Wu's Cave Heaven shroud, then sent Yun Jin back to the Brocade Manor, handing her over to her mother Yun Yun.

He immediately hurriedly left the cultivation great world, flying wildly through the universe.

Butler Wu was furious, pursuing relentlessly from behind, determined not to give up until he captured him.

"Where did this brat learn such an escape technique, moving so fast that even I can't catch up? He really deserves to die!"

Butler Wu soon shockingly discovered that Chen Zheng's speed was astonishingly fast.

With each step Chen Zheng took, he could traverse tens of millions of stars in the universe, making it impossible for Butler Wu to catch up even with all his might.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but Chen Zheng even seemed to have a faint tendency to shake him off.

Whenever this happened, Chen Zheng would slow his speed, far behind him, as if afraid he would give up, deliberately luring him to continue the chase.

Although Butler Wu suspected Chen Zheng might be trying to lure him into a dangerous place to set a trap, he did not give up, gritting his teeth and continuing the frantic pursuit.

Because Qi Young Master is the most important son of Qi True Lord, and there is a great Yi Sect master's personally bestowed Yi Dao mark on his forehead.

When Qi Young Master completes the seventh level of the Longevity Realm King Realm, he will go to the Great Yi Sect to receive inheritance through the Yi Dao mark on his forehead.

But Qi Young Master was actually killed by Chen Zheng.

Butler Wu failed to protect Qi Young Master; if he cannot capture Chen Zheng, this murderer, Qi True Lord will certainly not let him off.

The Great Yi Sect will also not let him off.

He must capture Chen Zheng, must!

Moreover, he is confident in his own strength and has already figured out Chen Zheng's details.

Chen Zheng is merely fast; his strength is only equivalent to the King Realm, what tricks could he possibly play in front of him?

Moreover, he still has a powerful trump card; even if Chen Zheng truly had conspiracies and schemes, he could not escape death.

He simply does not believe he cannot catch up to Chen Zheng.

This pursuit lasted a full twenty days.

And on that day, Chen Zheng entered a mysterious star system, and suddenly stopped on a mountain peak atop a huge star, standing at the summit gazing at Wu Guanjia chasing from the depths of space far away, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, his cultivation, as his true form in the distant Profound Yellow Grand World broke through, simultaneously reached the Longevity Secret Realm, giving him the wherewithal to kill Wu Guanjia.

The hunt begins.

"Nice kid, you finally stopped running, your mana must be about to run out, huh? You made me chase you for so long, I'll flay you alive!"

Wu Guanjia's withered old face broke into a vicious grin; in a few flashes, he was not far from the star where Chen Zheng stood.

"Flay me alive? Old dog Wu, you'd better think about how to escape with your life from my hands!"

Chen Zheng chuckled, his long arm thrust forth like a divine dragon soaring into the heavens, extending outward; his palm and fingers kept expanding, instantly turning into a colossal hand that blotted out the sky and sun, its overbearing might shaking the countless sun, moon, and stars within the star sector, slamming toward Wu Guanjia with the force of thunder.

"This kid is this strong?"

Wu Guanjia felt the overbearing aura emanating from that giant hand, and couldn't help but be greatly startled, sensing that Chen Zheng's cultivation was nearly on par with his own.

Yet during these twenty days of pursuing Chen Zheng, he had probed countless times, and Chen Zheng's strength had only been at the King level; how could it have become this strong?

Could it be that Chen Zheng deliberately lured him here, intending to kill him with schemes and tricks in this starry expanse?

Thinking this, Wu Guanjia's expression shifted slightly; he did not meet Chen Zheng's blow head-on, but instead withdrew swiftly.

At the same time, he flicked his sleeve, and eighteen towering warriors clad in armor flew out from the cuff.

The armor of many warriors bore engravings of pixiu, venomous dragons, taotie, and other divine beasts; the armor was black iron in color, exuding an aura of domineering supremacy.

These are the fiercest guards of the True Lord Tower, also its most secretive, known as the Hegemon Guards; each is cultivated by the True Lord Tower through secret arts, devoid of any sentiment that living beings should possess, having only the instinct to kill.

The Hegemon Guards are infamous in the cultivation world; it is said that once they are deployed, they must see blood.

When the eighteen Hegemon Guards appeared, their bodies swelled dramatically, surging with awe-inspiring dark qi, yet condensed without release, somewhat similar to the Heavenly Demon clan's Heavenly Demon Disintegration Grand Method.

They all charged toward the large hand Chen Zheng had slapped out, intending to self-detonate and blast the hand apart.

Chen Zheng had previously ignored Wu Guanjia's Chaos shroud, his speed not inferior to his, and now he displayed strength comparable to the Chaos realm, which is too strange.

This made Wu Guanjia heighten his vigilance twelvefold; to guard against deceit, he had the eighteen Hegemon Guards self-detonate to probe whether Chen Zheng had any hidden tricks.

"Old dog Wu, you actually let so many guards self-destruct—what a waste of heavenly treasures!"

Seeing the eighteen Hegemon Guards about to explode, Chen Zheng's eyes flashed with anger; these are resources, wasting them like this is truly a pity.

Wu Guanjia's behavior is utterly disgraceful.

He hastily flipped the giant hand, and from between his palm and fingers shot eighteen streaks of 'Refine' true fire, each striking one of the eighteen Hegemon Guards, refining them entirely into essence before they could self-destruct, drawing that essence into his palm.

"Kid, you may be strong, but you still can't match me; I, the Withering-Flourishing True Lord, have roamed heaven and earth for a hundred thousand ages, and many have long forgotten my name and my famed technique; today I will let you see what true sorcery is! One wither, one flourish, still and natural!"

Taking advantage of Chen Zheng dealing with the Hegemon Guards, Wu Guanjia let out a great roar, and countless apertures all over his body stirred, spewing forth dense streams of airflow-shaped runes.

The various airflows combined with his own Chaos, and in an instant his whole body transformed into a massive axe.

This axe is immeasurably large, actually bearing a two-part resemblance to the natural axe wielded by the divine clan's primordial sage king to cleave the World Tree—indescribably terrifying.

The axe blade drooped down streaks of pitch-black, saw-toothed substances like heavenly rivers, cutting in all directions, turning the space between heaven and earth into a vacuum, as if to annihilate the universe and forge a new chaotic epoch.

This is the Grand Sorcery of Divine Craftsmanship, belonging to the divine race; Wu Guanjia obtained it by chance after slaying a divine sovereign of the King realm.

This sorcery requires the fusion of ninety-nine kinds of the Three Thousand Great Dao to unleash its true power; although Wu Guanjia has only fused the Grand Withering-Flourishing Art, the Grand Aperture Art, and the Grand Cutting Art—three of the Three Thousand Great Dao—its might is not to be underestimated, sufficient to cleave heaven and earth.

Boom—

As Wu Guanjia unleashed the Grand Sorcery of Divine Craftsmanship, the huge axe came down heavily upon Chen Zheng's large hand, erupting in a heaven-shaking boom that made the entire star sector tremble.

Their collision further produced endless light and heat, radiating outward, illuminating the azure firmament; wherever it reached, surrounding stars were shattered into dust one after another.

In this single exchange, tens of millions of stars were directly annihilated in the universe, forming a doomsday tableau.

However, Chen Zheng's arm stood firm as Mount Tai, unscathed, and instead sent the Withering-Flourishing True Lord's axe, transformed by the Grand Sorcery of Divine Craftsmanship, flying apart; it flew to the edge of the star sector before coming to a halt.

"What kind of flesh is this? How could it possibly withstand my great sorcery?!"

Wu Guanjia withdrew from the axe state, his face pallid, his tiger's mouth split, droplets of blood scattering across the universe, forming vast oceans.

It was obvious he had been injured in that exchange, yet he paid no heed to his wounds, shrieking in shock.

How fearsome his Grand Sorcery of Divine Craftsmanship is—it was created by a divine powerhouse imitating the divine pattern of the natural axe; that is said to be a legendary artifact of creation, capable of cleaving even the World Tree, so why could it not sever Chen Zheng's arm?

Not even his skin was cut.

Could Chen Zheng's flesh be comparable to a supreme Dao artifact?

How is that possible?

"A dead person doesn't need to know so much."

As Wu Guanjia stood stunned, Chen Zheng struck again, deploying the True Demon Primordial Spirit, riding upon an ancient throne as he ferociously advanced.

"How could you have a primordial spirit that only low-level cultivators possess? You aren't a King realm cultivator! No matter what realm you are, you could never kill me! You have no idea what supreme treasure I bear; under its power, even if your flesh were stronger, it would still vanish into smoke!"

Wu Guanjia startled again and again; his pallid face grew fierce, and with a grasp of his withered arm, a bowl the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

The bowl is transparent, as if forged from heavenly crystal stone, within which star-like gravel flows, exquisitely beautiful and magnificently splendid.

At a glance, the gravel in the bowl seems like condensed countless stars gathered together, forming a star river, innumerable, akin to the boundless Great Dao.

And as Wu Guanjia slightly tilted the hand holding the bowl, the endless gravel inside poured out like heavenly river water, surging forth and rapidly expanding, transforming from a speck in the vast sea into stars each with a diameter of hundreds of billions of li.

Each star took the form of a sharp octagon, corresponding respectively to the eight trigrams Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Dui, and Gen; they shot forth spinning, swarming toward the True Demon Primordial Spirit like a stellar expanse forged from stars, compressing and grinding in the universe, crushing all directions, making the towering True Demon Primordial Spirit appear as tiny as an ant.

"Those who defile the supreme True Demon shall be obliterated!"

Beneath the ancient throne where the True Demon Primordial Spirit sat enthroned, a sudden, echoing voice rang out, as if from a distant, unknown time-space, with a primordial great demon slumbering since antiquity roaring in anger.

Boom—

The ancient throne trembled; the True Demon Primordial Spirit rose from it, its body soaring without limit, its majestic stature standing shoulder to shoulder with the heavens, emanating a rainbow-like aura that formed a cosmic storm sweeping across heaven and earth, causing the firmament to collapse, the star sector to quiver, and moreover tearing a great rift through the center of the onrushing massive star river, straight toward Wu Guanjia.

Boom—

Another earth-shaking blast rang out; the True Demon Primordial Spirit's great hand followed the great rift in the star river upward, as if swimming upstream in the river of time, and grabbed toward Wu Guanjia.

"No! Innumerable sands of the Ganges, quickly assemble into your final form and unleash ultimate power!"

Wu Guanjia was nearly choked by the True Demon's giant hand, his face contorted in shock, and hastily sought to ignite the ten trillion pure yang pellets placed in the bowl to make them rampage.

The bowl and the innumerable sands inside are a supreme Dao artifact refined by Qi True Lord, called Boundless Innumerable Sands; it is only one step away from being able to withstand the immortal realm's heavenly tribulation, far stronger than ordinary supreme Dao artifacts.

As long as it is driven berserk, causing billions of stars to coalesce into one, it will surely be able to resist Chen Zheng, even counterattack and kill him.

Come die!

But just then, the True Devil Primordial Spirit opened its mouth and let out a roar; the supreme devilish sound pierced into Steward Wu's ears, making his whole body shudder violently, blood shooting out from all his orifices, and he could no longer hold onto the bowl in his hand, which flew from his grasp.

No!

Steward Wu, in a panic, tried to grab the bowl.

Without this treasure, he would no longer be able to resist Chen Zheng, and would surely die.

What a pity, there's no chance left.

The True Devil Primordial Spirit's huge hand had already reached the space above his head, and came down with a slap, smashing his skull into his chest cavity.

(End of chapter)