After the Trinity, the Sacred Tour raised his arm high, countless blue lightning transformed into a blue arc barrier in front of him, blocking the countless Moon God’s arms descending from the sky.
This wasn’t actually the Moon God’s true form, but a virtual image composed of the Moon God’s divine might combined with the world’s great momentum, using that previous ribbon-like combination.
But even so, its power far surpassed before, even beyond the combined power of Divine Shepherd and Sacred Dance.
It had reached a special breakthrough point.
Boom!!!!
The blue light and the Moon God phantom fiercely resisted each other, reaching a stalemate.
Everything around distorted and deformed, yet strangely, everything inside the hall, the arrangements and reliefs, shattered under the tearing of the intense airflow.
The entire hall trembled violently, swaying as though the intense battle within would blow it apart completely.
This wasn’t even actual contact, just a mere impact of airflow almost enough to blow apart this huge structure built with solid boulders and ice.
"Can you feel it?" Yue Dewen’s face began to show a slight crack.
"This is the world, rebelling against the heavens!"
The Sacred Tour’s eyes shone with blue light as dazzling as the sun, his stature had risen to a towering ten meters.
Yet, in front of the towering Moon God phantom, he still appeared much smaller.
"Are you truly unafraid of death?"
"What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying?" Yue Dewen’s robe billowed, more white clouds surged crazily from beneath him.
The great momentum accumulated over many years was completely and thoroughly released at this moment.
But this excessive and violent release also pushed his body beyond its limits, heading toward collapse.
"I, Yue Dewen, today, rebel against the heavens!!"
He took a step forward, suddenly swinging his right fist toward the blue light barrier.
"Die without regrets!!!"
Unlike last time, this time, he knew he had someone to succeed him, knowing that with Zhang Rongfang around, even if he’s gone, nothing would worsen.
If last time he was forced into a tragic fate.
At this moment, he was throwing this punch with a content and joyous heart.
No hesitation, no regret, no worry.
Only a relentless advance!
This punch had no technique, only the endless world momentum transformed into a cloud current, explosively unleashed at this moment.
Buzz!!!
In the next instant, the Sacred Tour along with everything behind him, along with the high walls of the Earth Mother Divine Hall, were engulfed and shrouded in countless white clouds.
The blue light dissipated and extinguished. Like a lightbulb losing current, flickered a few times, then went completely dark and extinguished.
The endless white clouds, carrying violent air currents, explosively rushed through the divine hall, as the rocks collapsed, surging toward the entire Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
In mere moments, the Snow Rainbow Pavilion was completely submerged.
Masses of white clouds even shrouded half of the entire snowy mountain, circled around the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, forming a massive moon-white vortex.
The Fierce General and numerous worshipers still stationed inside the Snow Rainbow Pavilion were shrouded in the clouds, blue light floating on their bodies resisting.
But their resistance was meaningless, not lasting long, all the worshipers successively fell, their bodies gradually turning scorched black, then shattering, dissipating into black smoke.
At the very center, Yue Dewen now was already covered in cracks.
He stood on the ruins of the divine hall, quietly looking at the Sacred Tour’s main body, damaged all over, kneeling on the ground with difficulty.
"Speaking of which, I must thank my disciple, for helping me speed up my body’s recovery." Yue Dewen walked toward him step by step.
"Otherwise, I wouldn’t have held on until now."
"It seems this is destined, destined that the Spirit Flying Church, from now on, will withdraw from history. Return to where it belongs, to Taoyuan."
The Sacred Tour couldn’t speak at this moment, he underestimated the terrifying power of Yue Dewen’s full outburst.
His heavenly might was completely suppressed, against the ultimate grandmaster’s extreme martial state like this.
Being suppressed by force brought numerous negative effects, easily determining victory or defeat.
Moreover, he was completely suppressed like this.
If not because of his special identity, protected by Celestial Blood, perhaps alone this erupting great momentum, could have made his whole body rigid, immobile.
"You.... shouldn’t be like this!!?" the Sacred Tour showed a confused, puzzled, displeased expression.
He understood the other’s strength, after all, that world momentum kind of thing, indeed, power was terrifying.
But what he didn’t understand was, the other’s accumulated momentum was too much.... far exceeding his original predictions!
So much so that now, after his momentum was depleted, the other still had strength to completely submerge the entire Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
This level.... already.....
Crack.
A sudden soft sound gently came from his body.
The Sacred Tour looked down.
Only to see the golden mask at his chest and abdomen, at this moment, finally showing thin cracks.
"I....." he lifted his head, looking directly at Yue Dewen.
"It seems I’ve erred...."
With a sound of light shattering.
The Sacred Tour, along with Divine Shepherd Sacred Dance, the Trinity, all completely collapsed, transforming into countless blue light dots.
But in the next instant, a large amount of blue light dots gathered in place, forming, reshaping the Sacred Tour’s final form with three heads and six arms once more.
He half-knelt on the ground, slowly rising, all the injuries on his body vanished in that instant, as if he hadn’t made a move at all.
This change made the white light in Yue Dewen’s eyes tremble, he clearly eroded and annihilated everything with great momentum as should be!
How... could everything return to its original state!!?
"Is this, your Celestial Blood ability!?" suddenly he reacted, asked in a deep voice.
A wave of the hand.
At the same time, an infinite amount of white clouds swarmed around, engulfing the Sacred Tour again.
Amidst the intense corrosion sounds, the Sacred Tour neutralized a lot of the white clouds, then blue light flashed again, restoring him to his original state.
By this time, the surrounding sea of clouds had shrunk by half.
Then, came the third time!
This time, the Sacred Tour remained unharmed, fully restored, and stood upright.
He even had the leisure to pick up the scepter he had just dropped.
"You’re right. This is my Heavenly Blood ability." The Sacred Tour patted his robe and inserted the scepter into a crack among the ruins.
"The Sacred Dance’s ability is petrification, the Divine Shepherd’s is spirit control, and mine... is rebirth."
He stepped towards Yue Dewen.
"To me, the body is just a shell. No matter how you destroy it, my sole spirit is always there, immortal and eternal. That... is the greatest difference between humans and gods."
Yue Dewen waved his hand again, and another large mass of clouds surged towards the Sacred Tour, engulfing him.
He held the world’s power, far stronger than his opponent at the moment.
But.....
As the Sacred Tour’s blue light flashed once more, restoring him completely.
Yue Dewen’s muscles tensed all over his body.
He raised his hand again.
But...
Crack...
At his elbow, his body began to shatter like broken porcelain, dropping white fragments.
By this time, the gathered powerful cloud force had dwindled to a third....
"Yue Dewen." The Sacred Tour sighed, "Since you know I have cultivated the Grand Circulation Nine Phoenix Sacred Spirit Skill, you should know... the phoenix is a divine bird that can be reborn from fire. The more destruction, the more I am reborn."
"And now, you are dying...." He watched as Yue Dewen’s body began to gradually shatter, turning into countless white fragments falling away, his voice full of regret.
As Yue Dewen changed, the surrounding cloud vapor finally started to slowly dissipate and vanish.
It was originally condensed because of Yue Dewen, and now without the core, it naturally began to disperse.
"I....." Yue Dewen tried to step forward, but his legs also started shattering, bit by bit turning into tiny fragments falling to the ground.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, looking back toward the distance.
In the distance, a cloud of blood rapidly descended, condensing on a snow-capped mountain’s waist, forming into the shape of Zhang Rongfang.
"Qiankun Child?" The Sacred Tour also saw Zhang Rongfang’s figure, showing a surprised expression.
"Bold. Last time you exerted all your strength, opening the final style to defeat a projection of the Sacred Dance and me. Now, knowing it’s certain death, you still come for your master voluntarily."
Yue Dewen remained silent, raising his hand, but the lower half of his palm had completely shattered and was gone....
Hmm!?!?
Suddenly, his expression shifted.
Where his hand had just shattered, a mass of flesh and blood unexpectedly grew back, filling the lost part!
The blood he thought was remaining earlier was now swiftly mending his body!
He looked up at the Sacred Tour, only to find him just as bewildered.
"Master, I knew that if I wasn’t here, you’d definitely fight to the death again."
Zhang Rongfang’s voice rose from behind, startling both of them simultaneously.
Yue Dewen and the Sacred Tour both turned toward the voice.
They saw Zhang Rongfang had somehow reached the ruins of the Divine Hall, gently landing from mid-air, with remnants of a blood cloud still lingering around his body.
"You shouldn’t have come," Yue Dewen said, his expression complex. The intensity of their fight had far surpassed mortal comprehension by now.
Even if the Bright God himself descended, he would only drink hatred and be slain.
Let alone someone like Zhang Rongfang, only slightly stronger than a top-tier Spirit General.
"I hurried here hoping to resolve everything swiftly, so you wouldn’t make it."
"But I still came." Zhang Rongfang walked step by step to Yue Dewen’s side, looking at the Sacred Tour.
"And what difference does it make if you arrive?" The Sacred Tour chuckled. "Even your master can’t defeat me. What can you do? With your uniquely powerful final style?"
"Final style?" Zhang Rongfang asked, surprised, "What final style?"
"Hm??" The Sacred Tour frowned slightly, "Last time when you cut me down, it was only because I’d expended too much against your master. You caught me by surprise, opening your final style early...."
"When did I ever say that was my final style??" Zhang Rongfang interrupted.
Whoosh!!
Massive bat wings unfurled behind him, gently flapping.
The strong gust scattered the surrounding stones, rolling them away.
"Not the final style? That’s even more impossible." The Sacred Tour laughed, "No one could grow wings out of nowhere."
"When did I ever say I was human?" Zhang Rongfang smiled as well.
Watching both their expressions freeze.
"I am an immortal!" He stretched out his arms.
"The world nourishes all beings with Qi!"
"And I, nurture all with blood!!"
As he spoke, above the three of them, over the entire Snow Peak, vast dark red blood clouds rapidly enveloped everything, covering all.
The massive shadow swiftly spread, overtaking the icy steps, surpassing the many structures of the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, until it covered the Earth Mother Divine Hall, completely enshrouding the three.
Yue Dewen and the Sacred Tour both looked up, watching the boundless blood clouds, their faces showing astonishment.
"This is....." Yue Dewen’s lips parted in disbelief. "The force?!"