Chapter 784

A wisp of clear wind, a streak of golden light.

Wu Tie and Clear Wind rushed to the air above the volcanic island.

Looking at the White Lotus Sect disciples standing on the volcano peak, Wu Tie, without a word, behind him the Five Elements Divine Light shot up into the sky, turning into a huge hand tens of thousands of zhang in size, its whole body flowing with five-colored light like five-colored glazed tile, and with a Bang— it heavily slapped down.

After merging the three corpses' avatars and his true self into one, Wu Tie's magic power surged; the speed at which this tens-of-thousands-zhang hand slapped down was astonishing. The air trembled, space twisted; Wu Tie stood at a hundred-li altitude, and the hand pressed onto the volcanic island in the snap of a finger.

Bai Wu raised his head and let out a long whistle; above his head a vast righteous qi shot up into the sky, turning into a huge fist, which he fiercely punched toward the giant hand formed by Wu Tie's Five Elements Divine Light.

Within Bai Wu's righteous qi were golden spears and iron horses, icy glaciers and deserts, and a lofty fighting spirit of defending home and country that made one's blood boil.

In the dark, Wu Tie heard the angry roars of countless male soldiers.

Seal the Wolf, dwell in Xu……

Break armor after a hundred battles……

Straight strike at the Yellow Dragon……

Wave after wave of utterly resolute will surged from the fist condensed from Bai Wu's righteous qi; finally Bai Wu's righteous-fist almost ignited, like a retrograde meteor, heavily striking the five-colored giant hand.

With a tremendous roar, the seawater within a hundred-li radius around the volcanic island completely evaporated, revealing the rugged seabed beneath the water.

Bai Wu's body swayed; his righteous-fist stalled in the thousand-zhang-high air, firmly resisting Wu Tie's descending giant palm. At the point where fist and palm met, countless strands of five-colored rosy light surged and burst forth, emitting a dull thunder-like roar.

Wu Tie's veins bulged all over; through the semi-transparent five-colored giant hand, Wu Tie stared fixedly at Bai Wu.

Bai Wu also stared fixedly at Wu Tie, and he shouted sternly: 'Good… I never expected that in this barbarian land there would be an expert like you; you must have entered the Dao through at least a hundred great Dao principles, right?'

Before, Wu Tie merely used the extreme environment of the Nine Heavens Supernatural Register Profound Darkness Grand Formation to push the Profound Darkness Dao to the utmost of the tenth heavenly layer of the Divine Sovereign realm.

Later, Xi Yao caused trouble; a great being of the Wa clan crossed space and arrived, melting the true Buddha relic that Wu Tie had won as a bet, offered by Fan Kun, with immense divine power, allowing Wu Tie to absorb it.

One true Buddha relic let Wu Tie directly push the one hundred and eight great Dao principles to the utmost of the tenth heavenly layer of the Divine Sovereign realm; together with the increase of those one hundred and eight great Dao principles, there was also an increase of three thousand side paths.

At this moment, Wu Tie's cultivation, placed in the Sui Dynasty, would be a top-tier 'King God' level mighty one.

If not, Bai Wu is the current Martial Star of the White Lotus Sect; his cultivation is a mighty one of the White Lotus Sect, and together with the vast resources expended by his family behind him, he boldly entered the Divine Sovereign realm using a hundred eighty great Dao principles as his foundation—if that were the case, he would already have been blasted into mincemeat by Wu Tie's strike.

Bai Wu's cultivation is at the tenth heavenly layer of the Divine Sovereign realm; he entered the Dao through one hundred eighty great Dao principles, aided by nearly a thousand side paths.

Wu Tie, on the other hand, entered the Dao through one hundred plus ten great Dao principles including the Profound Darkness Dao…… aided by about three thousand side paths, plus Wu Tie's cultivation of the 'Primordial Scripture', his foundation is immensely rich.

Therefore, although Wu Tie suffered a great loss in the power of great Dao principles, by combining the strength of side paths and the rich foundation of the Primordial Scripture, Wu Tie happened to fight Bai Wu to a draw.

The righteous fist and the Five Elements Divine Palm thus stalemated in midair, neither gaining the upper hand, neither able to overcome the other.

Clear Wind raised his eyebrows, couldn't help clapping and exclaiming: 'Grand White's Palace's current Martial Star, hehe… Old Wu, you must be at least three thousand years old, right? Do you know how old His Majesty the Martial King is this year?'

'The Martial King is under a hundred years old, yet you're being pressed down by the Martial King… sigh, alright, this scene must be preserved, so that all under the Sui Dynasty know that the White Lotus Sect's Martial Star is being beaten down by the barbarian king whom they call the barbarian king!'

Clear Wind said that and did that; he produced a crystal ball the size of a human head and properly imprinted the scene of Wu Tie and Bai Wu's stalemate into it.

Seeing Clear Wind do that, Bai Wen gave a cold snort; a three-foot-long jade ruler flew out of his sleeve, and with a 'swish' it instantly appeared before Clear Wind, striking down toward his head and face.

'Mischievous, you deserve a beating!' Bai Wen sneered: 'Is the prestige of my White Lotus Sect something you, Clear Wind, can casually slander?'

This ruler's power is immense; as it dances, it quickly turns into thousands of afterimages, each afterimage actually a solid entity, chopping toward Clear Wind like a storm.

Clear Wind had finished the imprinting work; he smiled broadly, and suddenly a faint white light emerged from his hands, lightly slapping at the ruler striking down from above.

In a humming sound, the sky-full of ruler afterimages continually dissipated; in the snap of a finger, the jade ruler became like a grass snake stripped of its bones, limp and falling into Clear Wind's hand, unable to move.

The Myriad Calamities Hand cultivated from the Qing Lotus Observatory's Myriad Transformations Scripture is indeed extremely fierce; Bai Wen's this jade ruler is also an 'ancient treasure', yet Clear Wind so lightly dispelled it.

'Thank you, thank you…' Clear Wind laughed until his eyes narrowed; he kept nodding at Bai Wen: 'Bai Wen, you know, I, Clear Wind, am famous for never leaving empty-handed; this treasure is mine… hehe! Your White Lotus Sect, with its great family and business, surely doesn't care about this one ruler, right?'

Bai Wen's face turned slightly pale.

Just now he saw Clear Wind actually wanting to record the scene of Bai Wu and Wu Tie's stalemate, and his heart immediately tightened.

Bai Wu is the current Martial Star of the White Lotus Sect; in other words, he is the White Lotus Sect's current external affairs chief; once a White Lotus Sect disciple leaves the mountain gate to wander the world, all affairs are handled by Bai Wu.

Bai Wu's status, position, connections, and power are far greater than some of the Sui Dynasty's 'state lords'; even in the court, Bai Wu wears sword and shoes to attend audience, seeing the Sui Divine Emperor without bowing.

Given Bai Wu's status and position, it is incredibly embarrassing that he was forcibly pressed into a stalemate by Wu Tie.

In his anxiety, Bai Wen struck out at Clear Wind.

At that moment, he completely forgot the strangeness and rascality of the Myriad Calamities Hand.

He also forgot Clear Wind's foul-tempered, stinking old Daoist nature; this treasure delivered to his door was like throwing a meat bun at a dog—gone without return.

Bai Wen, ashamed and angry, turned pale then suddenly flushed red.

He abruptly raised his head and solemnly chanted: 'The sage says, respect the spirits and keep them at a distance!'

Behind Bai Wen, dozens of White Lotus Sect disciples chanted in unison, then together with Bai Wen issued a vigorous righteous rebuke: 'Heretics and evil ways, retreat at once!'

With a sudden shout, no light or shadow flickered, the void remained light wind and thin clouds, with no heavenly phenomena.

But this great shout directly turned Clear Wind's face pale; with a 'wah' he spat out a mouthful of blood far away, his body swayed, staggering backward on empty air for dozens of steps, each step retreating ten-odd li.

He drew a deep breath; the winds and clouds across the sky turned into visible streams of light, which Clear Wind swallowed in one gulp.

This breath lasted as long as seven or eight normal breaths; Clear Wind angrily shouted: 'Fine, you're shameless, then don't blame me for being ruthless… good grief, you all ganging up on me… what can I do about you?'

Clear Wind raised both hands; Bai Wen, as if facing a great enemy, loudly called out: 'On guard, beware this old Daoist—he's ruthless and cruel, his strikes are the darkest.'

Clear Wind gave a cold snort; from his sleeve flew five short swords forged of gold, silver, copper, iron, and jade, each a little over a foot long, flashing in midair, and instantly the heavens and earth grew dark.

Within a radius of a thousand li, only sword qi shooting up to the sky could be seen, then the entire sky filled with flashing sword light.

Heaven and earth became a sword domain; countless sword lights, like a downpour, carried wind sounds, rain sounds, thunder, plus pine wave sounds, flowing water, insect chirps, beast roars… in short, myriad natural heavenly sounds numbering in the tens of millions accompanied this sword rain, rushing down on Bai Wen and the other White Lotus Sect disciples.

Except for Bai Wen, Bai Lu, Bai He, Bai Ji and five or six other White Lotus Sect disciples with the highest cultivation, the other dozens of White Lotus Sect male and female disciples simultaneously showed faint smiles.

They were, in fact, entranced by the natural heavenly sounds brought forth by this sword rain.

They seemed to be listening to a melody of soulful sound passed down from previous lives; their whole bodies involuntarily became intoxicated. Their hearts were empty and pure, all thoughts completely vanished.

They forgot their own names, forgot where they were, forgot all information concerning themselves. They simply stood there smiling, listening to the unfathomable heavenly fairy sound within the sword rain.

Wu Tie let out a low call; a flash of spiritual light on his body, and the Canghai Daoist leapt out from him.

'Fellow Daoist, please behold the treasure pearl.' The Canghai Daoist roared at Bai Wu, then the 108 Canghai Divine Pearls turned into countless strands of flashing pearl light and treasure aura, each carrying the heavy pressure of a small world, smashing down from above.

Bai Wu was locked in stalemate with Wu Tie; who would have thought Wu Tie actually possessed this supreme method of turning one breath into the Three Purities.

In the distance, Qing Feng exclaimed in astonishment: "One Qi transforms into the Three Purities…… Bai Wu, this poor Daoist sees that you are about to meet misfortune…… Hahaha, you bunch of hypocritical gentlemen, false scholars, also receive the supreme Daoist arts of my Dao sect!"

"Bang bang bang bang", just like seven or eight mischievous bear children wielding wooden sticks beating an innocent big fat pig, Bai Wu had no time to defend, he never expected that the Canghai Divine Pearl's flight speed would be so fast, each Canghai Divine Pearl contains such immense power.

His body trembled violently, and in an instant the Canghai Divine Pearl struck him hundreds of times.

Each strike was extraordinarily heavy, each blow pierced to the marrow. Although Bai Wu entered the Dao through the 180 major Dao principles, his flesh had been repeatedly fused and tempered by those principles, making him incredibly strong, yet he still could not withstand the might of the Canghai Divine Pearl.

His bones emitted a piercing cracking sound, and in an instant at least over a hundred of his bones were shattered by the Canghai Divine Pearl.

Especially his two knees were repeatedly struck by the Canghai Divine Pearl, causing him to involuntarily thud and kneel on the ground; for a moment Bai Wu's face turned ashen as paper, then flushed purple-red, he was so enraged he nearly went mad.

"Come forth!" Bai Wu roared hoarsely, shouting loudly: "Filial piety, fraternal duty, loyalty, trustworthiness, propriety, righteousness, integrity, shame…… Eight Virtues Inkstone, emerge!"

Bai Wu's forehead glowed, and an ancient, simple, square inkstone with no flicker of spiritual light, nor any rosy glow entwined, just that ancient, heavy, dull-colored inkstone flew out.

On this inkstone, from top to bottom, someone wrote the eight characters "Filial piety, fraternal duty, loyalty, trustworthiness, propriety, righteousness, integrity, shame" in extremely neat, powerful gold-hook iron strokes, with a stern and austere brushwork.

This inkstone, barely a square foot, hovered steadily before Bai Wu; one hundred and eight Canghai Divine Pearls fell in a line, yet they were bounced back into empty space when still more than a zhang away from Bai Wu.

In the void, countless solemn voices sounded.

They repeatedly chanted those eight characters, eventually forming a vast ocean of sound that forced the Canghai Divine Pearls to continually retreat.

On the Eight Virtues Inkstone, a mighty power poured into Bai Wu's body. His shattered bones quickly healed; in just a breath, he stood up again. He gazed arrogantly at Wu Tie and shouted sternly: "No matter how many tricks you have, countless spiritual treasures…… My human Dao is indestructible, my spirit eternal—what spiritual treasure could overcome my human Dao inheritance?"

Wu Tie couldn't help shaking his head in admiration: "Fine treasure, fine treasure, such fortune, such bearing…… Ha, ha, ha, ridiculous, ridiculous, filial piety, fraternal duty, loyalty, trustworthiness, propriety, righteousness, integrity, shame…… You lot in white robes, riffraff, who recklessly abduct good families' women—is this your propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame?"

"For the greater good, I do not fuss over minor details!" Bai Wu shouted sternly: "How could you possibly understand the breadth and magnanimity of my White Lotus Palace?"

Wu Tie fell silent.

In the database of Old Tie's inheritance, a lot of negative information about the group of "scholars" surged forth.

Wu Tie instantly realized he could not defeat Bai Wu in a war of words.

So……

Wu Tie clenched his fists: "You have your brush, ink, paper, and inkstone civilization…… I have the barbarism asserted by my Laozi's fists."

Wu Tie's hands also suddenly burst forth with a blinding white spiritual light. As the Myriad Calamity Hand emerged, Wu Tie lightly slapped his hands downward, hearing a tremendous roar; gusts of fierce wind spread everywhere, and Bai Wu's shouted Righteous Qi Fist shattered explosively.

Wu Tie's Five Elements Divine Palm slammed downward; amidst the howling hurricane, the Five Elements Divine Palm rapidly shrank to a square foot, heavily striking the Eight Virtues Inkstone.

The Eight Virtues Inkstone remained unmoved; instead, the Five Elements Divine Palm cracked inch by inch.

This treasure Bai Wu called the "Human Dao Inheritance" truly possesses inconceivable power. Apart from being slightly slower when activated, it is simply so strong as to leave one speechless.

Bai Wu stared at Wu Tie's palm and exclaimed: "Myriad Calamity Hand…… the Myriad Calamity Hand of the Azure Lotus Observatory!"

Before his words faded, the entire Volcano Island was shrouded in a terrifying humanoid shadow.

Wu Tie burned all his mana, his body suddenly swelled, and in the snap of a finger it expanded to a height of thirty-six thousand zhang.

The "Pangu Classic"…… temporarily granted Wu Tie a portion of the might of the true Pangu form. The stronger his cultivation, the greater the Pangu might he possesses. With Wu Tie's current cultivation, after employing the Pangu Classic, how much has his mana increased—more than a thousandfold?

Behind Wu Tie, five-colored divine light surged; as it swept downward, the Eight Virtues Inkstone was gradually, forcibly drawn by the five-colored divine light into an unfathomable place.

Wu Tie clenched his right fist and punched downward at the Volcano Island.

With a tremendous bang, Bai Wen, Bai Wu, and over a hundred White Lotus Palace disciples all spat blood simultaneously.

The Volcano Island instantly vaporized, ceasing to exist; on the seabed appeared a fist imprint hundreds of li deep, and Bai Wen and the other White Lotus Palace disciples were all pressed into the deepest part of the imprint, each unaware whether they were alive or dead.

The countless sword rain unleashed by Qing Feng was likewise affected by Wu Tie's terrifying punch.

The sky-full of sword rain burst and splattered; Qing Feng let out a "wah" and spat another mouthful of blood, then stared at Wu Tie like seeing a ghost, hysterically shrieking: "This makes no sense—my cultivation surpasses yours, so how is your Pangu true form actually more than three times higher than mine?"

Wu Tie said nothing, merely staring at the White Lotus Palace disciples whose bones and tendons were shattered by the blows.

Return Pei Feng, or…… the Heavenly Prison of Wuguo will make you understand what is meant by mortal realm purgatory!