Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
Amidst the drifting clouds.
The continuous white snow mountains resembled dunes, constantly shedding powder amidst the rumbling vibrations.
In the midsection of the tallest snow peak among them.
The terrain here was like a curved screen, facing the sunny side.
At this moment, the remaining daylight slanted onto the screen-like snow peak, reflecting a bright white light.
On the mountain steps leading to Snow Rainbow Pavilion, the long icy steps had rows of sharp icicles hanging from each level’s edge.
Yue Dewen stood at a corner of the steps, with the snow peak cliff behind him.
In front of him was an old man with white hair, dressed in a blue and gold robe, standing quietly.
The two were separated by more than twenty meters, with snow and wind drifting between them, slanting and accumulating.
"I should have realized earlier that you were his man." Yue Dewen looked at the other, his expression finally turning bitter.
"Years of friendship, yet you always had ulterior motives."
The old man remained silent for a moment, then looked up at the distant snowy scene.
The twilight light dyed the distant snow mountains a faint golden red, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Old Yue, you know, at first, I didn’t want to come here. Among those I met, the last person I wanted to fight was you."
He answered in a low voice, his tone also tinged with regret.
"If you don’t want to fight, then step aside." Yue Dewen said, "Old Dou, I don’t want to fight you, let alone kill you!"
"I’m stopping you only to save you!" Old Dou said in a deep voice. "Old Yue, give it up. You can’t be a match for Saint Patrol. He is on a completely different level from you."
"Enough talk." Yue Dewen fixed his gaze. "Will you let me through or not!"
On the battlefield over there, the Grand Teaching Alliance and Sensing Sect people were buying him time, so...
He clenched his fists and stepped forward.
But the anticipated confrontation did not erupt.
Old Dou stepped aside, gesturing with his hand, inviting him to pass.
"Don’t regret it, Old Yue."
"Not going would make me regret!" Yue Dewen released his fists, gave him a deep look, then suddenly darted past him towards the depths of Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
Leaving Old Dou alone on the icy steps, watching his retreating figure, he sighed softly.
"Why didn’t you stop him?" A tall man clad in grey-white stone armor slowly appeared beside him.
It was the Main Pavilion of Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
The Main Pavilion and the Grand Pavilion Master, the two were the highest authority of the entire Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
Yet at this moment, they were both outside and not inside the pavilion.
"Years of friendship, I saw his resolve clearly. At this point, stopping him means death." Old Dou said calmly.
He glanced at the other.
"You came deliberately late, didn’t you?"
The Main Pavilion smiled.
"We’re in the same boat. Anyway, his end is inevitable death. Why should we sacrifice ourselves pointlessly before then?"
Old Dou said nothing more, just gazed into the depths of Snow Rainbow Pavilion, lost in thought.
Buzz...
The massive tremors began again, transmitting waves outward.
The surrounding snow mountains started shedding snow powder.
In the depths of Snow Rainbow Pavilion, a series of black pinnacle buildings, surface covered with snow powder and ice, seemed purely formed of cold ice.
Traversing the stone steps, speeding over large slopes, plazas, Yue Dewen’s form flickered, finally halting in front of the grand door of the Earth Mother Divine Hall.
"Saint Patrol! Come out and meet your death!!" He shouted sharply.
Moon-white halos erupted from his body.
"Descent of the God!!!"
"Infinite Truth!!"
Without any hesitation, his entire body enveloped in countless white lights, a gigantic silver crescent moon emerged behind him, shining bright.
Then he struck a palm forward.
As his size expanded, a dozen dark gold talismanic disks emerged behind him, lighting up in unison.
With this strike, countless clouds appeared out of nowhere behind Yue Dewen, coalescing.
Then transformed into a massive cloud sea several hundred meters in diameter.
From a distance, it looked like the entire cloud sea was plunging down towards the Earth Mother Divine Hall under the moonlight.
Like a tsunami!
Inside the hall.
Saint Patrol slowly lowered his hand, looking at the just-awakened Divine Shepherd and Sacred Dance, then turned towards the hall’s entrance.
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In mid-air, vast blood clouds stained the sky red, stretching straight towards the direction of the Great Snow Mountain.
Zhang Rongfang leaned at the forefront of the Blood Sea, his eyes fixed on the ground below, searching for the location of Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
’Can I ask you a question, clearly you are so powerful, why sneak attack earlier!?’ White Scale asked foolishly in the air.
’Being powerful facilitates sneak attacks, resolving fights faster, isn’t that good?’ Zhang Rongfang countered. "Must we fight to mutual destruction to make you happy? If I don’t fight hard enough, I can’t kill him, if too hard I hurt myself?"
’Um..... weren’t you fond of fighting and battles before?’ White Scale asked surprised.
’If I had the time, I might have a good fight with him. But, unfortunately....’ Zhang Rongfang sighed. ’Unfortunately, time doesn’t wait for me, timing was wrong, so I had to settle the fight as quickly as possible.’
’Are you worried about your master?’ White Scale asked.
’I left a drop of blood with him as a connection. It doesn’t seem to be a problem now,’ Zhang Rongfang replied.
Previously, when he was helping Yue Shi heal, he deliberately left a bit of blood on him, and Yue Dewen noticed but didn’t remove it. The master and disciple had quite the tacit understanding.
’Then you...’ Bailin started to ask.
’Wait!’ Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang’s eyes sharpened. He sensed the intense trembling of the blood drop far away.
The blood was rapidly evaporating, dissipating, neutralized by the divine power.
His Ancestral Essence Blood and the divine powers embodied by the Spiritual Line were essentially opposites.
Neither side could completely suppress the other; it was purely a matter of who had more, who was stronger in numbers.
And just now, the blood drop he left on Yue Shi’s outer robe was instantly eroded and vanished.
This meant Yue Dewen had started a fight!
Zhang Rongfang flapped his wings, trying to accelerate even more, but he had already reached his limit. The wing flapping was more psychological.
A herd of plateau rock sheep running below raised their heads, seeing only a gigantic blood-red bat flapping its wings, occupying nearly half the sky.
Behind the blood-red bat was a sea of blood entirely covering the horizon, swiftly moving forward with it.
As the blood cloud passed, everything on the ground was shrouded in shadow.
Snow foxes hunting on the snowy plain.
Indigenous people with bows and arrows encircling yaks.
Even two white bears traveling side by side.
All creatures looked up at the sky gradually being dyed blood-red.
BOOM!!!
At this moment, in front of the Earth Mother Divine Hall.
In the mountainside of the snow mountain, an expanse of white cloud sea descended from the sky, crashing harshly against the temple itself.
The rolling cloud carried with it the immense power of Yue Dewen, occasionally forming patterns of mountains, rivers, flowers, and birds as it rumbled.
Yue Dewen leaped forward before the cloud sea, becoming the arrowhead of the cloud sea, striking the temple gate with a thundering palm.
The surface of the gate shone with blue light, but was dispersed in a few hits by the cloud, swinging wide open.
Yue Dewen flew straight into the main hall, eyes glowing with bright white light, facing the innermost Holy Sentinel.
The Holy Sentinel stood quietly watching him, holding a staff, making no move.
Only the numerous statues of the Earth Mother Goddess around began to light up with brilliant blue light.
One by one, the blue lights shattered, transforming into countless light points.
All the light points gathered into a mighty river, surging towards the white cloud sea as well.
Blue and white, the two colors suddenly connected at this moment.
A silent, gigantic shock exploded at the instant of connection.
The blue light rapidly dispersed, and the white cloud sea also thinned quickly.
Yue Dewen flew into the main hall, striking a palm directly towards the Holy Sentinel’s chest.
CLANG!!
His palm was blocked by the staff, creating a loud resonance.
A fierce gust of wind, centered on their clash point, blew outward in all directions.
Circles of exploding air cleared the surroundings into a circular vacuum.
’Truly impressive,’ the Holy Sentinel sighed. ’The condensation of the world’s great power, reaching your level now, is far beyond what Damir could achieve. To confront my divine power head-on, just from this, you’ve surpassed the anti-convergence challengers from the previous two times.’
’Anyone can boast,’ Yue Dewen said calmly, oddly retaining his self-awareness despite having descended a god. He merely seemed a bit calmer.
’If the Spirit Flying Church represents thousands of living creatures under the heavens, then now... what am I bringing with me!?’ he challenged.
Suddenly, his arms blurred, becoming a storm of palm shadows, finger shadows, and fist shadows, unleashing a torrential barrage upon his opponent.
In a split second, he delivered hundreds of strikes, each move embodying the supreme mastery of a Grandmaster, empowered by the augmentation of a top-tier Spirit General’s authority and the terrifying might of the Great Descent of the Divine.
Moonlight combined with white clouds, forming white sashes with Moon God patterns around, swirling constantly around the Holy Sentinel and the Divine Shepherd Sacred Dance behind him.
The Holy Sentinel, wielding the staff with astonishing speed, parried and dodged.
His hundreds of years of martial cultivation made him not inferior, even somewhat superior, to Yue Dewen.
’Over the centuries... finally.... another ascendant of martial extremity has arrived.’ The Holy Sentinel said calmly, not retreating even half a step.
But in the next moment, his expression changed, about to retreat.
But it was already too late.
The disc behind Yue Dewen simultaneously shattered, the patterns representing twelve Talismanic Skills bursting forth in radiant light at the last moment of shattering.
’True Seal: Infinite Truth!!’
Suddenly, around Yue Dewen, surged a white cloud far thicker than before.
This time, the cloud, upon contact with the surrounding blue light points, swiftly suppressed, purified, and neutralized them.
Its density was more than tenfold of the previous cloud!
The number of moon-white sashes rapidly increased, densely covering the entire divine hall, occupying the original positions of all the Earth Mother statues.
Transforming the place utterly into a world of pure white.
’Today, I will end everything!!’
Yue Dewen spread his arms wide, behind him a giant Moon God’s phantom over ten meters high slowly emerged.
The Moon God clad in a white robe, adorned with countless pure white arms, with a face neither male nor female, carried an air of gentle tranquility.
The phantom slowly stooped down, its hundreds or thousands of arms like wings, descending layer upon layer toward the three Holy Sentinel figures.
’As expected...’ the Holy Sentinel seemed to realize something. ’The god you worship isn’t Celestial Venerable Yujing at all...’
He stood unmoving, as the Divine Shepherd and Sacred Dance behind him gritted their teeth and charged towards him.
’Ultimate Form!!’
The three merged instantly into the form of the Sacred Dance’s true essence.
It was a three-headed, six-armed serpent-tailed humanoid with a golden mask on its chest.
But this time, on its three faces, were the Holy Sentinel in the center, and the Divine Shepherd and Sacred Dance on either side.