Chapter 613: 573 Blood Stops Blood 5
Five Wheels Great Snow Mountain.
Once, the West Sect True Buddha Temple was located in this vast and secluded area deep within the snow-capped mountain.
Later, due to expanding its influence and religious duties, it relocated to the Great Capital.
But no one knew that deep within this mountain range, there lies a mysterious, powerful stronghold.
Deep in the snowy mountains, a narrow canyon path winds inward, lined on both sides by towering ice sculptures over ten meters high.
Each ice sculpture depicts soldiers, generals, and the like.
These ice sculptures stand silently, as if guarding this mysterious region.
Wind and snow flutter, bringing with them a howling sound.
The sky turned from bright to gradually darkening, and even the swirling snowflakes slowly turned gray and white.
At the deepest part of the ice sculpture-guarded path, a large snow-colored shrine, like a colossal creature, reclines against the mountain wall, blending with the rocks and snow.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a purple figure appeared out of thin air at the shrine’s entrance.
Soon after, a white-robed figure appeared next to the purple figure.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, frowning as they looked at the massive shrine before them.
"Have you found anything?"
The purple figure raised his head, revealing a chubby middle-aged face; it was Yue Dewen, who should have been stationed at the Celestial Treasure Palace.
Everyone thought he should be in the Great Capital now, but no one knew he had already been searching here for half a month.
After gathering the grand power, he could feel his strength continually increasing every day.
Compared to when he first became the National Master, at this moment, he was at least three times stronger than before.
Of course, this was purely the strength of mind and will, but there wasn’t much improvement on the physical level.
"No. It’s empty here; no one has lived here for a long time. This defies common sense."
The one speaking was Cosimo, who coordinated extremely well with Yue Dewen.
Back then, he infiltrated the Great Brightness Religious Alliance, secretly gathering all of its top talents, eventually gifting the alliance’s entire force along with the army to Yue Dewen in one decisive move.
This sort of breathtaking plan could only be flawlessly executed by a strong Spirit General like him.
But this time, he also came with Yue Dewen to this deep part of the Five Wheels Great Snow Mountain.
"Not only are the sect’s masters gone, even the miscellaneous servants, ordinary spiritual guards, and Spiritual Veins are nowhere to be seen. This place... must have been planned long ago..." Cosimo’s face was calm but somewhat heavy.
"Interesting... ignoring the royals, neglecting the divine generals, leaving me to deal with things, hiding so well... truly interesting."
Yue Dewen sneered coldly.
He looked with his hands behind his back towards the interior of the shrine’s main entrance, that towering statue of the deity.
"I want to see how long you can hide!"
Suddenly, he raised his hand and swung it towards the statue.
Boom!!!
An invisible, twisting ripple soared from his hand into the air, transforming mid-air into a bizarre creature, part-dragon, part-not, stretching nearly a hundred meters long, crashing fiercely into the statue.
Whish!
No earthshaking noise, it was as if just a gust of strong wind blew through.
The statue’s surface automatically, slowly revealed countless cracks.
With a crash, the entire giant statue, over thirty meters high, shattered into countless pieces, scattering across the ground.
A wild wind surged inside the shrine, meanwhile, sweeping up countless snowdust and ice flakes.
Yue Dewen snorted coldly, turned, and left. He had merely swung his hand casually, not actually intending to shatter the lingering divine power on the statue, but... this force, was stronger still...
Strong enough to slightly astonish even himself.
"Let’s go back." He glanced at Cosimo.
"You’re getting stronger...," Cosimo looked shocked, "No wonder the Spirit Flying Church doesn’t dare show themselves nowadays... If it were me, I wouldn’t dare either."
With a casual palm strike separated by nearly a hundred meters, purely with palm wind imbued with willpower and aura, he shattered such a large ice sculpture of the Spirit Flying Heaven deity.
This kind of power... is simply terrifying.
"Let’s go," said Yue Dewen, not saying much else. "Try to locate them on the day of the border crossing and weaken them. Otherwise..."
He paused.
"Otherwise, we’ll have to prepare separately, and when the final battle comes, life and death are uncertain."
The Spirit Flying Heaven would not allow the alliance he had formed to replace the Spirit Flying Church.
This was the transition from old to new, also the inner turmoil and conflict amongst deities.
If the Celestial God and Earth Mother joined most of them against the Spirit Flying Church’s rule, this would be the final stepping stone for him to complete the Great Dao Teaching’s grand endeavor.
Only after achieving this could the alliance led by the Great Dao Teaching be truly stabilized for a century, becoming the newer, stronger Spirit Flying Church!
Cosimo sighed, watching the debris on the ground, feeling admiration inwardly, but more so a growing sense of relief.
With Yue Dewen overseeing the grand alliance, there would be nothing to worry about!
But he didn’t notice in the slightest the flash of pain in Yue Dewen’s eyes at that moment.
The current territory of the Great Spirit now, vast as it is, occupies nearly half of the world’s landmass.
Such an immense and broad momentum channeled into one person naturally brought about an incredibly frightening increase.
But... even with Yue Dewen’s Refining God level cultivation of literature already perfectly completed, it was beginning to vaguely sustain him.
He hadn’t slept for a long, long time.
Every time he slept, he dreamt. The dreams were filled with countless tormented souls, innumerable disasters, gruesome scenes flooding into his mind, leaving him no peace.
But as it stood now, the core of the entire grand alliance rested on him alone, and he absolutely could not show any signs of weakness.
And the Confucian Sect was also a move he deliberately coordinated with Emperor Lingxin. It was meant to fundamentally relieve the shackles the Spirit Flying Heaven had placed on the army and the common civilians.
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