Chapter 198: Three Teachings United, Land Heavenly Being (Requesting Monthly Votes!)

Outside Tai'an City, across the plain, a gentle wind swept through, dispersing the thick, nauseating stench of blood…

As far as the eye could see, apart from scorched earth and ruins, there were rivers of blood floating shields, everywhere lay severed limbs and torsos of men and horses, unrecognizable corpses—a scene of hell on earth.

Thud!

A soft but distinct sound echoed, and from atop a mound of piled corpses, Wu Xian slowly rose, his long hair disheveled, his face and clothes splattered with blood—mostly others', but some his own.

Li Chungang's final Sword-Opening-Heaven's Gate was not without effect; or rather, someone had exploited the opening to strike him, temporarily sealing part of his cultivation base, reducing his combat power to less than sixty percent of its original strength, and even disrupting his Five Thunder Orthodoxy, making it impossible to unleash the massive area-of-effect attacks he once could.

Without doubt, this tactic could be guessed by anyone with a toe—undoubtedly the work of those above, and even he could not resist it; the one who struck must surpass ordinary Heavenly Elders in power, likely one of the Five Directional Emperors, aiming to eliminate him as an unexpected variable.

Unfortunately, Wu Xian's foundation was simply too profound; even burdened by numerous debuffs and unable to unleash his full strength, he still carved through the two-hundred-thousand-strong army with his iron fists, slaying all three flawed Land Immortals and securing final victory.

Of course, the cost was not light.

Because his cultivation base was sealed, and the young eunuch had severed his connection to celestial qi using the Liyang dynasty's fortune, Wu Xian could only sustain prolonged, intense bursts of his internal energy during battle.

After slaughtering the two hundred thousand iron cavalry and later the eighty thousand elite troops who tried to profit from Gu Jiantang's ambush, more than half of his acupoints shattered, his five viscera and six bowels suffered varying degrees of damage—any other martial artist would have been dead, or if alive, permanently crippled for life.

Fortunately, for Wu Xian, these issues were not major.

Not only was his innate healing ability inhuman, but with the two divine arts—Six Storehouse Immortal Thieves and Double Full Hands—he could perfectly mend even fatal wounds with just a brief rest.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian gazed toward a spot several hundred meters away, where a corpse stood upright, gripping a long blade, and he smiled:

"I suppose it's no surprise you're the Butcher—you'd rather die standing than kneel. If you and your men hadn't been so consistently vile, I might've actually admired you."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you—your wife and children are still alive. Though I despise your family, I wouldn't strike a pregnant woman or a child. Wait a few more years, until your son grows wise, then I'll send your whole family down together."

"Oh, I forgot again—you probably won't get to go down there."

With that, black light suddenly flared around him, and within a radius of several li, the earth erupted in rolling black smoke—the manifested souls of the Beiliang iron cavalry, now drawn by the Spirit-Seizing and General-Commanding technique, surging wildly toward Wu Xian.

In the depths, the black smoke flickered with grotesque, snarling specters, and eerie, piercing cries filled his ears—filled with terror of death and hatred toward Wu Xian; merely hearing them made one's scalp crawl.

He closed his eyes, drew a deep breath, and when he opened them again, they were utterly black—no light could reflect within.

Spirit-Seizing and General-Commanding—Soul Absorption Method!

The black smoke churned, and over two hundred thousand Beiliang cavalry spirits, as if finding an outlet, poured en masse into Wu Xian's body.

Upon contact, the venomous expressions on their faces faded, replaced by serenity and peace, finally dissolving into pure spiritual energy, strengthening Wu Xian's soul.

"Not enough…"

Wu Xian murmured to himself, red light emanating from his skin—the power of Double Full Hands, visibly repairing his shattered organs. Then, vast quantities of blue gas spilled from every pore, spreading outward.

Wherever it passed, the blood-qi in the air was drawn in, devoured by the blue gas, then pulled back to its source—Wu Xian's body.

Six Storehouse Immortal Thieves!

Thus, Spirit-Seizing and General-Commanding absorbed yin-evil qi to bolster spiritual power; Six Storehouse Immortal Thieves absorbed blood-evil qi to strengthen the body.

Dual methods combined, plus the already-prepared fortune of Long Hushan—today was his breakthrough day.

Meanwhile, thousands of li away, in Jianzhou.

Behind Long Hushan, Zhao Xuansu, expressionless, snapped the neck of the current sect leader, Zhao Danping, then walked to the Merit Pool, suddenly formed a hand seal and drove a talisman into it.

The next instant, the purple-gold lotuses in the Merit Pool began to wither.

One, two, three… all eighteen lotuses died, and the fortune of Liyang and Long Hushan, through some unseen link, was transmitted to where it belonged.

Boom—!!!

Above Tai'an City, thunder roared, as if heaven itself was enraged.

Instantly, boundless dark clouds tore open, lightning woven into a net, coalescing into a colossal energy vortex.

A purple single eye slowly opened, gazing down at the black-and-red swirling energy sphere below.

CRASH! The thunder compressed into a thick violet beam, instantly stretching ten thousand zhang, slicing through the void, carrying an overwhelming will, descending upon the black-red sphere.

"Get lost!!"

A low voice rang out, and from within the black-red sphere erupted a vast, mighty sword intent, forming in midair a colossal golden sword that thrust upward, resisting the purple lightning.

The terrifying sword intent pierced through the purple eye without obstruction.

Then, a single horizontal slash descended.

Outside Tai'an City, before the eyes of its citizens, the sky's thunderclouds—once again gathering—were cleaved cleanly in two by this sword intent, leaving a gap hundreds of zhang wide, still spreading outward, reaching the horizon, its end unseen.

Within the gap, golden sunlight poured down, as if dyeing the entire world gold, and faintly, a sigh could be heard.

About half an hour passed, and the anomalies outside Tai'an City finally faded.

The black-red sphere vanished, revealing Wu Xian—he had fully absorbed the blood-evil and yin-evil qi, his eyes half-lidded, lips slightly curled in clear satisfaction, and a magnificent aura flashed and vanished.

Land Immortal?

No! Land Heavenly Being!

His months of reading were not in vain—he had integrated the entire three-teachings system of this world, combining the collections of Huishan, Long Hushan, and the Liyang imperial house, surpassing the theoretical pinnacle of every realm.

That is, Great Golden Body, Great Finger Mystery, Great Heavenly Phenomenon.

Previously, he had harnessed the blood-evil and yin-evil qi of thirty thousand iron cavalry, plus the fortunes of Liyang and Long Hushan as binding agents, finally achieving the unification of the Three Teachings, stepping forward in one stride, bypassing the Land Immortal realm entirely, and attaining the Land Heavenly Being realm.

Without exaggeration, Wu Xian now felt he could punch a bull to death.

The Ox Demon King's bull!

"As for cultivation levels, that's enough for now. To break further will require slow, steady effort… Perfect—while I have this time, I should add the unification of earthly fortune to my agenda."

Saying this, Wu Xian turned his head toward a distant direction, and his figure vanished instantly.

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