Chapter 829: Chapter 791 The Departed Never Die (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
Ravines and gorges spread across the land.
The earth of Luoyan and Shadow states was forced down several zhang.
With just the force of two fingers, the Celestial Dharma Bearer was already terrifying to such an extent!
Facing the massive finger that was about to crush his head, Mr. Bai remained unfazed.
Instead, he displayed a long-awaited smile of relief.
The motion of his sleeves extracting Spiritual Energy from the White Mist Barrier suddenly faltered, and the surging White Mist abruptly came to a halt.
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And then…
Whoosh!
It was as if countless rays of light illuminated the dark and strange purple Heaven and Earth.
In an instant, beneath the Celestial Dharma Bearer’s two fingers, a dense, intricate net appeared!
Formed by the Element Devouring White Fog compressed in the blink of an eye!
Even high above in the sky, it exuded an aura that made cultivators palpitate with fear.
Brilliant white light met the falling giant finger.
A sound as huge as the heavens pouring down thundered through Heaven and Earth.
The sound was too vast, that when it reached the ears of the cultivators, it was as if all was silent and still.
Soon afterward, cultivators within the two states found blood gushing from their ears.
Their hands covered their ears, faces filled with shock.
Crack… Crunch…
Blocked by the Element Devouring Net, the onslaught of the Celestial Dharma Bearer’s fingers did not stop.
After a brief pause, they continued to press downward.
The White Mist was being depleted at an extremely fast rate.
But Mr. Bai was continuously drawing replenishments from the barrier.
For a time, the battle between the two forces fell into a strange deadlock.
Any cultivator with some cultivation base could see at this moment.
The Celestial Dharma Bearer was indeed not using his full strength.
It was due to some reason that caused Him to have some reservations.
White Mist from all over the Xuanhuang World was being drawn by Mr. Bai to counter the Celestial Dharma Bearer.
Gradually, cultivators from various states witnessed an unusual spectacle.
The dense White Mist that had not dissipated for thousands of years was slowly fading.
The previously cramped vision was becoming clear.
As a result, they could see farther.
They faintly saw all manner of strange phenomena from the states of Luoyan and Shadow.
Standing tall upon the earth, they gazed upon the full panorama of Xuanhuang.
Realizing that the White Mist was dispersing, Mr. Bai revealed a subtle smile.
He then looked up, his expression turning solemn as he saw the still-pressing fingers of the Celestial Dharma Bearer.
The next moment.
All around the Xuanhuang World, clouds began to stir.
The Spiritual Energy of the entire world, in an instant, seemed to erupt chaotically.
At a speed incomprehensible to [Humans], it gathered on Mr. Bai in a blink, ignoring the distances of dozens or even hundreds of states.
Thus, Mr. Bai’s already towering figure swelled several times over.
He nearly occupied half of the Sky Dome, making him visible from anywhere in the Xuanhuang World.
“Sorry,”
“but in this time, [Xuan Huang], is my world.”
Mr. Bai said calmly to the Celestial Dharma Bearer above the Sky Dome.
He then seized the surging White Mist flowing from the entire world, and slashed upward.
The boundless White Mist solidified in an instant.
It morphed into a saber that split the heavens and earth!
As if countless suns rose in the sky simultaneously, the Heaven-Cleaving Saber of the White Mist illuminated the whole Xuanhuang World!
All living beings in the world instinctively closed their eyes in that moment.
Without an earth-shattering noise, when they reopened their eyes,
they found that the Celestial Dharma Bearer’s two fingers had vanished without a trace.
Above the entire Primordial Yellow Sky Dome, at some unknown time, had been enveloped by a layer of amber-colored crystallization, fragile yet hard.
Outside the yellow crystal, gigantic shadows appeared to be moving.
This magical and magnificent scene had never before been performed in the Heaven and Earth of the Xuanhuang World.
It inevitably captivated the minds of all cultivators in the world.
“Good. We can finally have some quiet for a while.”
“Now, let us begin the lesson,”
Mr. Bai said with a smile, looking at the countless Xuan Huang beings below him.
“In ancient times, there was a method from the Heavenly Sovereign, which was [to build the Tao Foundation with the wonder of heaven and earth].”
“I now also have a method,”
“It does not rely on external objects, but sees the heart and understands its nature, clearly distinguishing one’s own body.”
“It is called: [Art of Self-Founded Cultivation].”
“Although humans are mundane beings, they are born of Heaven and Earth. They embody the wonders of Heaven and Earth, the creation of Yin and Yang.”
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Mr. Bai spoke word by word, fluently and eloquently.
The living beings of the Xuanhuang World listened as if entranced, drunk with fascination.
And his actions seemed to have completely touched the Celestial Dharma Bearer’s raw nerve.
The yellow crystals enveloping the entire Xuanhuang World suddenly faced a violent impact.
It was as if countless thunderbolts were rising above the Sky Dome.
The incredibly hard amber crystallization showed a faint crack.
But Mr. Bai did not care at all and continued teaching non-stop.
His voice seemed to possess a special kind of magic power that could soothe the minds of people.
Even though from the nine heavens above, the continuous roar kept coming down.
It still couldn’t affect the people, who listened attentively to Mr. Bai’s lecture.
After thoroughly teaching everyone the [Art of Self-Founded Cultivation], Mr. Bai did not stop.
He instead went on to discuss the path after achieving the Foundation Establishment with oneself.
That is to say: [The Primordial Golden Pill], [Corporeal Nascent Soul], [Divinity Born of Thought].
Mr. Bai also candidly admitted that this was merely devised by him in haste.
It might not be perfect, having many loopholes.
And the path only went up to the God Transformation Realm.
As for higher levels, under the new law’s principles, the method of cultivation without relying on external objects,
he left it to the cultivators to explore on their own.
In face of Mr. Bai’s selfless teaching, what he shared was a path completely contradictory to the Celestial Dharma Bearer’s teaching.
The attitudes displayed by the cultivators of the world were varied.
There were skeptics, those inexplicably excited, the contemplative, the ambitious ones…
The so-called myriad states of living beings, all different from one another.
Mr. Bai, however, was not concerned with this.
Only after teaching all he had learned, without leaving anything out,
did he stop speaking.
His figure returned to its original size, and he looked up at the amber crystallization that was about to shatter completely.
In anticipation of the possible reprisal from the Celestial Dharma Bearer,
the look on Mr. Bai’s face did not show fear.
He remained calm and waited quietly.
Just then…
he suddenly became aware of a figure rushing towards him at great speed.
Somewhat aged and unsteady on their feet.
Yet the excitement in their heart was so evident, it couldn’t be expressed in words.
“Mr. Bai…”
He took flight and arrived next to Mr. Bai, calling out uncontrollably.
The appearance of the newcomer was very similar to the current Mr. Bai, except his face was lined with wrinkles, a sign of how many turbulent years he had lived through.
Carrying a black coffin on his back, it looked somewhat strange.
If Li Fan or Little Green and the others were here,
they would recognize at first sight that this elderly man was none other than the former Xu Ke.
After many years, he was finally seeing Mr. Bai brought back to life.
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He ought to have been inexplicably excited.
But just when…
Upon actually seeing him, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
And then it turned into utter disappointment: “You are not Mr. Bai…”
Xu Ke said, a little beside himself.
“Mr. Bai” looked at the man in front of him who was almost exactly like himself and gently patted his shoulder.
“Indeed, I am not him.”
“How could someone who has completely perished simply revive so easily?”
“I am merely a trace he left imprinted upon this world.”
“If I were to use your cultivators’ terms.”
“It’s called…”
“[Soul of Heaven and Earth].”
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This chapter was so hard to write, kept going until after two in the morning, but I managed to finish it.
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