Chapter 1182: 465: Fury Returns!
Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!
Chapter 1182: 465: Fury Returns!
Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!
“Pfft—” With a burst, the Sky Net, radiating bluish-green light, tightly enveloped the two slashing Divine Swords.
The enormous Incense Fire Faith Power swirling around the Divine Swords instantly converged into an incomparably sharp edge and managed to slice through part of the Sky Net in the blink of an eye.
However, the so-called Sky Net is extensive and without flaw.
This skill, akin to the Dao of the Heavenly Immortal, was not recklessly acclaimed.
As long as one of the thirty-six Heavenly Gangs Silk Threads of the entire Sky Net remained unbroken, the prey ensnared by the Sky Net could hardly escape.
“This Incense Fire Faith Power!”
Chen Dengming’s expression slightly tightened, and as he suddenly hooked his fingers, the Sky Net vibrated intensely and contracted.
Many threads of the net resembled heavenly soldiers and generals reorganizing into formation, winding around the two broadswords like binding threads.
Unexpectedly, the broadsword Qi from the two broadswords also surged.
The sharpness formed by the Faith Incense Fire Power continued to break through the Sky Net, successively severing eight threads.
Chen Dengming’s expression remained unchanged, having anticipated such an outcome.
The Divine Immortal Path’s Philosophy of Incense and Faith dictated that faith shattered everything.
This aspect was somewhat similar to the Human Immortal Dao System’s spiritual beliefs — that by believing, one exists, by believing, nothing could stand in one’s way, and everything would dissipate like smoke.
At this moment, seeing that the simple Sky Net could no longer trap the two broadswords brimming with sharpness.
In Chen Dengming’s eyes, the shadow of the Hall of Human Heart emerged, thousands of Heartfires appeared, transforming into pairs of eyes that moved within his pupils and fixed their gaze upon the two broadswords.
In an instant, all the weak points of the two broadswords, along with the fluctuations of the Incense Fire Faith Power, were thoroughly observed by him; nothing could hide.
At the same time.
Inside him, the Star of Heavenly Heart shone brightly, and the Open Gate was fully opened.
The world seemed silent, and a torrent of subtle messages flowed into his mind; everything around appeared to slow down.
What was previously a retreating Sky Net now glowed brightly in bluish-green.
Threads of Heavenly Immortal Dao Power pulsed rapidly, twisting into new Sky Net threads, connecting the broken threads, and incessantly and swiftly repairing and contracting the Sky Net, trapping the two divine broadswords.
At this moment, despite how the two broadswords burst forth with the Daoist Qi formed by the Faith Incense Fire Power, Chen Dengming had already foreseen it.
He maneuvered the corresponding threads of the Sky Net to either dodge or choose lesser damage over greater loss.
Just moments later, the Incense Fire Faith Power on the two divine broadswords was depleted, leaving them like two large fish gasping for air in the net, no longer able to stir up waves.
Chen Dengming gestured with his hand, and the Sky Net wrapped around and flew the two divine broadswords into his large hand; each handle was over a yard long.
The moment he touched them, he could still feel waves of Incense Fire Faith Power.
He faintly seemed to hear prayers and worship echoing in his ears, which made his spirit bewildered.
Chen Dengming steadied his spirit then forcefully squeezed.
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The Sky Net rapidly contracted, forming layers of prohibitions that sealed the two divine broadswords.
Clang—
The two divine broadswords cried out and sharply shrank, turning into just half a yard long, lying quietly in Chen Dengming’s gigantic palm.
The gleaming blades seemed branded with layers of grid-like marks, suppressing their sharpness and power.
The Sky Net itself was a marvel of natural prohibitions, a Dao sought by countless Formation Grandmasters in their dreams.
By comprehending the Sky Net, Chen Dengming had become a top-level Formation Grandmaster, a journey through different paths to the same destination at the end of the Great Dao.
He quietly observed the two divine broadswords, squeezed hard on the handle, and seeing no imprint left nor the handle moving, a slight smile appeared on his face.
These two divine broadswords were potentially part of a Daoist Artifact from the Divine Immortal path.
Solving the issue of Phoenix Cry Daoist and acquiring these two divine broadswords was an unexpected gain.
These two broadswords could only unleash their greatest power with Incense Fire Faith Power, which he couldn’t use, but they could be used by the Incense Fire Incarnation.
Chen Dengming’s gaze moved toward the Sword Forest Tomb, which was gradually returning to silence nearby.
There, where originally two mountains had disappeared, twelve remained.
Among them, the tallest mountain stood firm and slightly tilted, carrying an imposing aura.
Chen Dengming’s gaze flickered, he put away the two blades without any further intention to act.
With just the two divine broadswords, he had nearly exerted his full strength to capture them with the Sky Net.
These twelve interconnected Sword Mountains, without autonomous flying swords attacking, made him hesitant to intrude and collect swords—this time, it was better to quit while ahead.
Chen Dengming exited the Open Gate state and his spirit also withdrew from the Hall of Human Heart.
At that moment, he caught a familiar and intimate whisper of Heartfire Desire.
Realizing this heart’s desire, a small smile appeared on Chen Dengming’s face.
“Qiangzi!”
During his time in Heavenly Prison, Chen Dengming had heard Jiang Qiang’s thoughts.
He knew this old friend struggled to break through to Golden Core and was close to his life’s end.
Therefore, after leaving Heavenly Prison, he didn’t linger to explore the Heaven Blessings Hall further.
He planned to return to see these old friends, nearing their end, and try to slightly extend Qiangzi’s life.
But he understood that even if he could extend Qiangzi’s life by a few years, it would ultimately be futile.
Without reaching Golden Core, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator could live up to two hundred fifty years.
Jiang Qiang, with his lower-tier Spiritual Root talent, had reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, which was the limit he could reach with the resources provided under Chen’s care.
Reaching the end of life was, in fact, a result everyone could accept with composure.
At this time, Chen Dengming felt Jiang Qiang’s heart’s voice, connecting with it.