Pieces of beautifully decorated squares, ancient patterned dojos, and residential pavilions shattered and scattered under the sweep of a giant axe.
Soon, Zhang Rongfang demolished the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, turning it into ruins.
He continued to chop away at this snow-capped mountain ridge.
His terrifying power increased several dozen times, combining at high speed to unleash an extremely exaggerated destructive force.
The immense anger filled his heart, with nowhere to vent after the Moon God’s avatar and Holy Patrol’s rapid downfall.
ROAR!!!
His eyes burned with furious blood flames, madly chopping at the snow-capped ridge where the Snow Rainbow Pavilion stood.
In the massive tremor, the ridge was chopped deeper and thinner.
Finally.
The upper half of this snow peak began to tilt, fracture, and slowly slide down.
The hundreds-meter-long half-snow peak, slowly but steadily affected by this continuous destructive chopping, fractured, causing a landslide.
Countless boulders rolled down, crashing down beside Zhang Rongfang.
Some hit him, only to be shattered by a swing of his axe.
Amidst the rumbling noise, the Snow Rainbow Pavilion was finally hit hard by the landslide along with the ruins, buried into the valley, no longer to be seen.
Zhang Rongfang spread his arms and roared towards the sky.
The intangible sound waves dispersed the clouds in mid-air.
The anger of betrayal by his mentor still blazed fiercely in his heart.
After smashing the Holy Patrol, smashing the Moon God’s avatar, smashing the Heaven and Earth Convergence Array, smashing the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, and half of the snow peak.
His heart was still full of destructive rage.
After roaring to the sky, he turned and charged towards the direction of the Great Capital.
He decided to annihilate the Spirit Flying Church, destroy the Great Teaching Alliance, obliterate the Spirit Court, annihilate the Great Capital, and destroy the entire Great Spirit. Destroy this sinful world!!
He would make all the gods and buddhas in the world understand their sins!
Understand that they are the root of all chaos!!
’Zhang Rongfang!’
’Zhang Rongfang!!’
’Wake up!!’
’Zhang Rongfang! You’re the master of the Human Immortal Temple! The Blood Immortal Ancestor! You’re the founding immortal of the Blood Immortal Dao! Not a monster driven by anger!! Wake up!!’
’Your mentor didn’t betray you! He was controlled by the Moon God!! He’s still alive! He’s not dead!!’
A series of blurred female voices continuously penetrated into Zhang Rongfang’s now somewhat chaotic mind.
’You still have Celestial Maidens, I will make you countless Celestial Maidens!’
’You still have a sister! You have a nephew! You’re still supported and relied on by many people!!’
’Wake up!!!’
’If this continues, you will truly go mad!!’
BAM!!!
Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang’s massive body came to a halt.
He closed his eyes, the surging rage in his heart began to quickly subside and restrain under the self-created Five Qi Cultivation Technique.
The countless special blood clouds formed by his anger also all drilled into the branches and leaves under the blood lotus on his back, quietly concealing themselves.
Ssss....
His massive form began to rapidly emit high-temperature blood-colored mist, along with the surge of mist.
His height also began to rapidly shrink.
Soon, it shrank to forty meters.
Thirty meters.
Twenty meters.
Ten meters.
Five meters.
Three meters.
Until it was 1.8 meters.
Countless blood-colored mist pervaded the surroundings, slowly dispersing.
He donned the blood robe again, standing silently in the snow, saying nothing.
Everything that had happened before replayed quickly like a movie in his mind.
’You finally woke up!’ Bai Lin’s voice carried a deep sense of relief.
’You were so terrifying just now, I thought you were about to go mad!’ She recalled the previous moments, still with lingering fear in her heart.
If the previous actions of smashing the Holy Patrol, the Moon God’s avatar, and the Heaven and Earth Convergence Array were understandable.
But later, demolishing all the buildings of the Snow Rainbow Pavilion, cutting off half of the snow peak.
Such actions were already a bit abnormal.
As it went on, Zhang Rongfang’s thoughts of destroying the Great Teaching Alliance, destroying the Spirit Court, destroying the Great Capital, even annihilating the Great Spirit, began to send chills down Bai Lin’s spine.
If someone else, in a different time, she would absolutely only regard it as a joke.
But in front was Zhang Rongfang, who had just demolished the two strongest Spirit Generals of his time.
If he really started to do so.
It was unclear how many people would die untimely deaths, how many gods and buddhas would be implicated and die in the chaos.
Zhang Rongfang’s intense thoughts were not concealed at all, the anger in his eyes was almost overflowing.
Bai Lin was initially shocked by the gigantic form, later realizing the abnormality, she frantically called out to him, using various methods and reasons to awaken him.
Fortunately, she succeeded.
Zhang Rongfang wasn’t too deeply immersed.
’Sorry.’ Zhang Rongfang stood in the snow, inhaling deeply, recalling everything that had happened just now, and softly said.
’You said that the stab just now was done by the Moon God? Old Yue isn’t dead? What does it mean?’ He had also heard the conversation between the Moon God’s avatar and the Holy Patrol, understanding the general relationship.
But the specific details were still unclear to him.
From the moment he was struck flying by the Holy Patrol, his consciousness was engulfed in a frenzy of anger.
On the other hand, Bai Lin seemed to have heard all the causes and effects.
’Your mentor is not the real Yue Dewen, but a substitute fabricated by the Moon God.
He possessed many of Yue Dewen’s memories, the former temperament, and the supreme martial arts realm of Yue Dewen.
But the identity alone was not real.’
White Scale sighed.
"When you were fighting against the Holy Patroller before, the Moon God started absorbing the consciousness of that body. Then the truth was revealed."
"But it is impossible to completely absorb the personality of Yue Dewen, who has lived independently for so many years, with just a single descended consciousness," she continued.
"Personality?" Zhang Rongfang frowned at this rather familiar term. But it was not the time to dwell on this; he suppressed his doubts and continued to listen to White Scale.
"Because I am somewhat considered a deity and have taken human forms many times, I have some understanding of this area," White Scale continued.
"Consciousness is a very mysterious thing. The Moon God said that everything about Yue Dewen was false. But those emotions, feelings, memories, and experiences are all real.
He thought he wouldn’t be affected, but... every one of us, every god, our most fundamental self is consciousness.
And consciousness is composed of the past, present, and future. The past consciousness is memory.
Yue Dewen is part of his consciousness, so Yue Dewen’s experiences are his memories. He cannot avoid them."
Zhang Rongfang was silent for a moment, standing in the snow, looking at the sky where the blood mist was gradually dissipating.
"You’re telling me all this to say that Yue Shi is actually the Moon God, and the Moon God is Yue Shi?"
"You could understand it that way," White Scale nodded.
Zhang Rongfang was silent for a moment.
"So, essentially, Yue Shi cannot generate his own consciousness; his consciousness is actually a part of the Moon God?"
"Exactly. You don’t need to repeat it," White Scale said.
"So, you said before you made many Celestial Maidens for me to play with. Are all those moving Celestial Maidens’ consciousness actually yours?" Zhang Rongfang continued.
"...." White Scale remained silent.
She suddenly didn’t want to speak.
Seeing her fall completely silent, Zhang Rongfang did not continue speaking either.
Thinking back on it now,
the ultimate state he had just entered was indeed quite problematic.
The ultimate state, as the name implies, is the union of one’s body and consciousness to reach a peak state.
However, after using it before, a quite troublesome issue arose.
That was emotions.
His willpower and mind were not strong enough, leading to the overly powerful body cell consciousness overly influencing him after entering the ultimate state.
And the Blood Ancestor’s bloodline was inherently a highly corrosive and aggressive type.
Thus, it resulted in an extremely irritable, destructive manifestation.
"It seems I should not easily use the ultimate state in the future. Otherwise, it could easily result in excessive destructiveness."
"Training in consciousness and mind must be prioritized."
Like top Spirit Generals such as the Holy Patroller, their minds are far superior because of day by day, year by year, accumulation and training.
And his biggest problem is still being too young.
"In the end, the Holy Patroller didn’t seem to die?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly asked in his mind.
"He indeed didn’t die," White Scale replied in agreement. "I watched the entire battle. Essentially, he should no longer be a human. Instead, he became a Flesh God like me."
"So, he also has the Void. Without destroying his Void, you cannot make him fall into the abyss of forgetfulness?" Zhang Rongfang asked back.
"As long as you know it. But his painstakingly nurtured earthly original body was blown up by you. This loss is huge," White Scale sighed. "One’s original body is the most suitable entity for one’s descent. Once it’s gone, using any other body for descent will not be as strong as before."
"What’s your plan next?" Having said so much, White Scale asked.
"The fusion of heaven and earth was considered a failure, and the Spirit Flying Church will absolutely not let it go, so there will be more battles to come.
And the Moon God, having schemed for so many years to lay out a plan to replace, will definitely have to follow up," Zhang Rongfang leaped up, unfolded his body technique, and rushed towards the Great Capital.
"Since I’ve decided to cleanse all deities in the world, I should first head to the Spirit Court!"
The Spirit Court is the foundational place of the Spirit Flying Church. Only by thoroughly resolving the military, nobles, and royals who worship the Spirit Flying Church in the Spirit Court,
can the potential of the Spirit Flying Church’s descent be completely cut off."
"Be it the Moon God or Spirit Flying Heaven, they are all in the Void, high above. All of this is just a game for them to vie for earthly authority. You must go to Taoyuan and find their root Void to completely resolve everything," White Scale reminded.
Zhang Rongfang no longer spoke, his figure turning into a line of blood, rushing towards the Great Capital at full speed.
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Amidst the rolling yellow sands.
The scorching sun shone brightly, and the earth emitted waves of heat.
In a somewhat dilapidated yellow temple in the desert.
One thick pillar after another supported the broken space inside the temple.
An elderly monk with a kind face and a full figure was sitting solemnly in the middle of the temple, draped in a black cassock.
Facing the statue, he lowered his head, muttering. He seemed to be chanting scriptures.
But if someone saw the statue he faced, they would find that the statue had no head.
The statue was an image of a strong man with four arms and a scorpion tail below the waist.
However, at this moment, the statue’s head seemed to have been forcibly twisted off by an external force. Judging by the exposed break, it appeared to be newly twisted off.
Crack.
Suddenly, the chanting of the old monk ceased abruptly.
He slowly stood up and turned to look at the entrance.
At some point, a tall man with hair reaching his waist appeared there.
The man’s eye showed a faint purple color, as crystal clear as a crystal.
"Is it over?" the old monk asked in a deep voice.
"It is over," the man nodded. "For such mighty beings, a distant watch would be perceived. Therefore, we could only spectate through indirect means."
"Then what is the result? Did the Great Dao Teaching succeed?" The old monk’s tone carried a trace of expectation.
"Uncertain," the man shook his head.
"Uncertain? What do you mean?" The old monk frowned.
"The convergence of heaven and earth has not started. The Great Dao Alliance’s Yue Dewen has also not returned. Whether it’s the three giants of Spirit Flying Heaven or the alliance leader of the Great Dao Alliance, all have simultaneously disappeared," the man replied.
"What do you intend to do then?" the old monk asked.
"Then let’s begin," the man sighed.
"Truly?"
"Truly," the man raised his hand as if to grasp something ethereal.
"We have waited for so, so long.... This is the best opportunity, or else we’ll have to wait another hundred years."