RUUUUUUUMBLE!
The Blood Ancestor's 30,000-meter-tall true form opened up a path for the three Heavenspan Battleships. Behind him, the three Heavenspan Battleships sped along the Heavenspan River at top speed.
At the same time, the Nascent Soul patriarchs issued orders, causing huge sails to be unfurled on the battleships, upon which could be seen three golden characters!
River-Defying Sect!!
This was the first time that the River-Defying Sect had ever shown its name in the Middle Reaches cultivation world. As the wind blew, the sails flapped, making the three characters even more eye-catching!
Looking at the words "River-Defying Sect" in the wind, Cheng Hao couldn't help but feel a little speechless. Throughout his life, he had cultivated alone. Other than the three years he had spent with Lin Xi in the Shrouded Heaven Realm, he had spent most of his time alone.
There were some people who couldn't stand the pain of solitude, and didn't want to go into seclusion to practice cultivation. They preferred to wander the mortal world, and to seek opportunities to achieve breakthroughs. On the other hand, Cheng Hao was different from them. He liked to cultivate quietly and enjoy the joy of being in seclusion. Because of his personality, he didn't have many friends, and the people he befriended were even fewer. It was even more difficult for him to understand the feelings of treating the sect as his home and fighting for the sect.
Although Cheng Hao had never joined a sect, and thus couldn't understand how people felt about their own sect, that didn't stop him from being envious of people like that. After all, he had the support of his Masters and Elders, and had the support of his fellow disciples. That was something he yearned for!
"It's too bad I don't get to spend much time in each world. If I had enough time, I could join a sect and experience the life of a sect. Wouldn't that be a great cultivation experience?"
As the three Heavenspan Battleships sped along, Cheng Hao didn't practice cultivation. Instead, he spent most of his time contemplating his future path.
His current level of power came from three cultivation systems: the Human Immortal Martial Dao, the Yang God Immortal Dao, and the Mortal World Immortal Dao.
For now, the Human Immortal Martial Dao was his strongest aspect, and he had never encountered any bottlenecks. But now, he was stuck in the Shrouded Heaven Realm. Including the two years he had spent in seclusion in the Shrouded Heaven Realm, he had been stuck there for five years.
Being stuck at a bottleneck for five years was the biggest obstacle Cheng Hao had ever faced in his path of cultivation. If he made it past that bottleneck, he would never be able to advance...
"If I can't find my own Dao, then even the Yang God Immortal Dao, I will be stuck in the Ghost Immortal level.......
"In the Yang God World, Hong Yi had the ambition to become a saint, to establish his heart for the heavens and earth, to establish his life for the people, to inherit the lost knowledge of the past saints, and to bring peace to the world. This is his Dao. In the Shrouded Heaven Realm, Lin Xi had the obsession to wait for her brother's return. This obsession is her Dao. But where is my Dao?"
Cheng Hao was at a loss. In the past few years, he had tried many times to materialize the Shrouded Heaven Realm, but he always failed at the last moment and couldn't completely step into that realm.
Martial Dao Fist Intent was a kind of power in the aspect of spiritual willpower. It was also a kind of idealistic power. In the early stages, this kind of power could be exerted purely by relying on self-belief and self-recognition. However, in the later stages, if one wanted to turn this idealistic power into a substance, it was not possible to do so just by believing. Without finding one's own Dao, without the guidance of Dao, it was impossible to completely turn it into a substance!
"The river is the Dao, the sky is the Dao, the sect is the Dao, the human heart is the Dao, obsession is the Dao …. There are three thousand great Daos, and all things in the world are Daos. But what is the most suitable Dao for me?"
As Cheng Hao pondered the matter, the River-Defying Sect floated along the river and entered the territory of the Sky River Court. The four Nascent Soul patriarchs bowed deeply to an old man from the Sky River Court.
"Master Godwind offers greetings, Esteemed Chancellor!"
"Frigidsect offers greetings, Esteemed Chancellor!"
"Crimsonsoul offers greetings, Esteemed Chancellor!"
"Rodin offers greetings, Esteemed Chancellor!"
As the four Nascent Soul patriarchs clasped hands and bowed to the Sky River Court, a tall and straight figure stepped out from the Sky River Court. He hovered there in midair, his face white and his eyes filled with ancientness.
"There's no need to say too much about this battle," the old man said with a bitter smile. "I'm happy that you've bowed to me. However, these are the rules set down by the Starry Sky Extreme Dao Sect in the Upper Reaches. Who's right or who's wrong is not in the hands of our sects …."
The four Nascent Soul patriarchs bowed their heads as if to listen attentively. However, it was at this point that the old man's face suddenly turned as cold as ice, and was filled with venomous hatred, as well as madness.
"… you're all going to die!!"
Even as the words left the old man's mouth, the air around the three Heavenspan Battleships rippled, and tens of thousands of figures appeared. Their cultivation bases varied, but they moved with incredible speed, and were adept at using spatial magic. In the blink of an eye, they were on the battleships.
Clearly, the old man's words had been a ploy to numb his opponents, and give him a chance to launch a sneak attack.
Even as the Sky River Court attacked, rumbling sounds filled the air as an enormous sword materialized. In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into countless greatswords. There were hundreds of thousands of them, and they screamed through the air as they shot out in all directions.
Clearly, the River-Defying Sect had been prepared for this. They had set up a sword formation, and were preparing to launch a counterattack.
Apparently, the four Nascent Soul patriarchs hadn't been sincere when they had offered greetings to the Esteemed Chancellor. They had simply been trying to buy time for the sword formation to be set up.
"What a bunch of wily old foxes," Meng Hao thought. "They're all crafty old foxes, and they're all masters of plotting and scheming. But isn't that a bit of a tragedy?"
Cheng Hao didn't seem interested in fighting. He simply stood there on the head of the Blood Ancestor, watching the cultivators of the River-Defying Sect and the Sky River Court fight it out. Suddenly, he realized something.
"If you're not strong enough, then you're not completely confident in being able to defeat your opponent. That's why you can only resort to scheming and scheming. But if you're strong enough …."
Muttering to himself, Cheng Hao turned to look off in the direction of the Sky River Court. Off in the distance, an enormous tree could be seen, emanating a bloodthirsty aura. As it swayed back and forth, countless leaves sprouted out of it to block the sword formation.
With a thought, Cheng Hao raised his hand and slapped out with his palm. Instantly, the heavens and the earth lost their color, the sun and moon lost their luster, and a destructive aura filled the sky. An enormous palm that was so enormous that one couldn't see the end of it completely blocked off the entire sky. Amidst the surging thunder and the horrified gazes of countless cultivators … it crashed down with a bang!
RUMBLE!
Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering rumbling sounds could be heard as the enormous tree was transformed into ash. A terrifying sound wave swept out in all directions, sweeping past the River-Defying Sect disciples and slaughtering the Sky River Court cultivators. Instantly, the entire Sky River Court was incapable of fighting.
"If you're strong enough, you can crush anything with the flip of a hand. Scheming and scheming don't matter in the face of absolute power!"
Cheng Hao looked over at the expressions of shock and joy on the faces of the River-Defying Sect disciples, as well as the ashen expressions on the faces of the Sky River Court disciples. He looked thoughtfully at his own hand, and a confused expression appeared on his face.
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