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Chapter 888

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An inexplicable majesty descended from the peak of Peach Mountain and enveloped the entire front yard.

People felt a power that did not belong to the human world.

In the sacred sedan, the Hierarch Lord knelt down without hesitation.

Ye Hongyu thought for a moment and slowly changed her posture from sitting to kneeling.

Zhao Nanhai was about to scold Ye Hongyu when he suddenly felt the power of heaven and earth. His expression changed drastically and he knelt down in awe.

Everyone in the Divine Halls of West-Hill knelt down. People from the South Sea knelt down as well. The national master of the Golden Tribe came all the way to the Rite to Light just to see the face of God again. He had already knelt down devoutly.

Everyone in the front yard of Peach Mountain knelt down, including the monks of the Buddhism Sect.

Chen Pipi sat on the white stone altar. He was going to die anyway, so why should he kneel?

Tang Xiaotang knew who was on Peach Mountain, so she did not want to kneel. If you are Haotian and I am a disciple of the Enlightenment Doctrine, why should I kneel? If you are Sangsang and I am your friend, why should I kneel?

She stubbornly stood there, withstanding the endless pressure. Blood was forced out of her wounds and flowed out. She looked extremely miserable. Her knees made creaking sounds and slowly bent, as if they were about to break.

No matter how stubborn she was, she was still a mortal. How could she withstand such a horrifying power of heaven and earth? However, just as she was about to be forced to kneel, she saw Chen Pipi on the altar. She imitated him and sat down on the ground. She smiled at Peach Mountain and thought, What else can you do to me?

Chen Pipi smiled at her and gave her a thumbs-up, praising her quick thinking and his own. However, he did not expect that as the sacrifice of the Rite to Light, he had to bear the most power of heaven and earth. In just a moment, he found that he could no longer sit on the altar.

The sky was filled with peach blossoms and the autumn wind was howling. Chen Pipi cursed and sprawled out on the altar. Although his posture was not elegant, he had once again won the battle against Haotian.

Ning Que knelt down quickly, even faster than the servants beside him. He comforted himself as he knelt down. You have washed my feet many times over the years. What's the big deal about paying you back today?

The wind blew and then the chanting of the Rite to Light.

It was still the West-Hill Scripture of Worship to Heaven, but it came from the mouths of the priests of the South Sea.

Everyone from the South Sea, including Zhao Nanhai, didn't know why they had to start chanting. It was as if a voice was guiding them.

Their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with awe.

The divine priests of the West-Hill Divine Palace, the teachers and students of the Revelation Institute, and the tens of thousands of believers kneeling on the front yard began to chant along with the divine priests of the South Sea. The sacred and solemn chanting gradually rang through the world.

The Worship to Heaven Chapter passed down by the Divine Priests of the South Sea was indeed more exquisite. Compared with the sacrificial ceremony at the beginning, this sacrificial ceremony was much smoother, and Haotian could hear it more clearly.

Countless rays of light came from the autumn sun and fell on the white stone altar.

Chen Pipi's eyes lit up. He felt very uneasy and wanted to toss and turn, but he found that he couldn't move.

When the funeral oration ended, these rays of light would turn into pure Haotian Divine Flame, and he would be burned into green smoke. No one would know what would happen after that.

He saw that in the azure sky, there seemed to be an extra crack.

He said curiously, "Look, the sky is about to open!"

No one heard him, because most of the people in the front yard of Peach Mountain were focused on the sacrificial ceremony.

Xiaoyu, the young girl from the South Sea, looked at him with tears in her eyes. Her face was full of sorrow. However, this was the will of Haotian. Even though she was his fiancée, she dared not do anything against the will of Haotian.

Tang Xiaotang looked at Chen Pipi and said, "Let me try again."

In her eyes, since he was her man, she should do something. She didn't know where the power came from, but she was able to stand up in the midst of the power of Heaven and Earth!

She didn't know how to defeat Haotian, but since it was a battle, she needed a weapon. The iron rod in her hand had been knocked far away.

Tang Xiaotang struggled to stand, looking around for a weapon.

Suddenly, she saw a sword.

She didn't know it was Liu Bai's sword, but she thought it was a good one.

Because the sword was floating in the air in front of the altar, motionless.

Before the power of Heaven and Earth, everyone had knelt down. Even the swords in the Confinement Sword Fence were bowing to the Peach Mountain, as if they were kowtowing.

Only the sword remained silent, unwilling to bend.

Tang Xiaotang reached out her hand to hold the sword, but found that she couldn't pull it out.

She was unwilling to give up. She exerted all the strength in her body, but the sword didn't move an inch, as if it didn't belong to this world.

The more she felt the sword was extraordinary, the more she refused to let go. As she exerted more strength, her blood flowed faster. It flowed down her wrist and onto the sword.

She had run thousands of miles from Chang 'an to the Peach Mountain. She had been fighting non-stop. Her blood was always hot, even boiling. When it fell on the sword, it made a sizzling sound.

The sword suddenly moved.

The head of the sword trembled slightly, and then slowly rose, aiming at the Divine Hall of Light on the peak of Peach Mountain.

Tang Xiaotang's eyes were wide open. She looked at it curiously, not knowing what was going on.

Chen Pipi suddenly laughed out loud and said: "Sir Sword Saint, quickly save me."

Ning Que looked at the sword that was slightly raised and remained silent.

Yu Lian said nothing had changed, because God's plan was always better than man's plan. So she didn't calculate anything and just followed the will of Heaven. Then the change happened.

The change he had been waiting for finally happened.





Thousands of miles away from Peach Mountain was the South Jin, and the Sword Garret was there.

The disciples of the Sword Garret were kneeling in front of the sword-like peak.

After Chao Xiaoshu's visit to the Sword Garret, Liu Bai, the Sage of Sword, went to Linkang City. After returning to the Sword Garret, he started his closed-door training.

Cultivators often needed to do closed-door training. Liu Bai had been obsessed with swordsmanship all his life, so he had done closed-door training many times. But this time, it was different. He had driven all the disciples out of the Sword Garret.

Deep in the mountain, the pond water was still cold.

Liu Bai sat by the pond and closed his eyes to meditate. An ancient sword was floating above the pond water.

He had spent decades cultivating this ancient sword to perfection. Last autumn, the Headmaster borrowed it to slay the Golden Dragon and the Immortal General. Since then, no one was qualified to use this sword.

He was not qualified either.

He sat facing the sword for many days and nights.

The shadow of the sword fell on him and became very deep, as if he and the sword were merging into one.

The ancient sword suddenly trembled slightly.

Liu Bai felt it and opened his eyes to look at the sword and himself. He smiled and said, "The hot blood of a young girl is indeed the best. It can best inspire human courage."

The ancient sword whistled up and flew through the cave on the peak of the mountain.

The cold pond was cold, and Liu Bai was nowhere to be seen.





The sacred words of the West-Hill Scripture to Heaven echoed in front of Peach Mountain. Everyone was kneeling and praying devoutly. Only the sword in front of the altar slowly raised its head.

The sword did not lower its head. Instead, it raised its head. It represented the person's attitude towards Peach Mountain, the Divine Hall of Light at the peak, and her in the Divine Hall of Light.

The Hierarch Lord was the one who paid the most attention to this scene. He was furious, but also confused. He could not understand the deep hatred between the Sword Garret and the Academy. Liu Yiqing's eyes had been blinded by Ning Que, and countless disciples of the Sword Garret had died in the hands of the Tangs. Liu Bai could at most remain neutral in this war between Taoism and the Academy. How could he dare to provoke the one on Peach Mountain with his sword?

Tang Xiaotang's hot blood dripped on the sword and evaporated into a bloody mist, which then dispersed into the flying peach petals. The bloody mist faintly exuded an extremely proud sword intent. The believers and priests who were piously kowtowing and praying were pierced by this sword intent. They subconsciously felt a sharp pain in their throats, which made it difficult for them to speak.

Divine priests like Zhao Nanhai, who had a firm Taoist Heart and a profound state, were still chanting the Scripture to Heaven. However, the tens of thousands of believers and deacons could no longer make a sound. The voices in front of Peach Mountain became weaker, less orderly, and more chaotic.

The rays of light from the autumn sun also became dimmer. Chen Pipi, who was on the white stone altar, did not know what was going on. He looked at the sky in confusion.

The power of Heaven and Earth covering the front yard of Peach Mountain sensed the change. It was indifferent but also angry. The Hierarch Lord was trembling. He stood up and stared at the sword angrily.

He had already guessed what Liu Bai was going to do. Even though he was shocked by Liu Bai's choice and angry that Liu Bai displeased Haotian, he actually welcomed the situation.

Since the Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation did not dare to show up, then let me destroy your sword and kill you, the most powerful cultivator in the world, to rebuild the prestige of the Divine Halls of West-Hill!

The Hierarch Lord of West-Hill was a powerhouse who had surpassed the Five States. Now that Haotian had healed him, he was even more powerful than before. But even so, he would not be so confident when facing Liu Bai, the Sage of Sword. Even though Liu Bai had not surpassed the Five States, it was not because he could not, but because he did not want to. His sword could sweep across thousands of miles. How could it not surpass the threshold that was so high in the eyes of ordinary cultivators?

But now, the Hierarch Lord was confident that he could defeat Liu Bai. He had planned to destroy the Academy at the Rite to Light. How could he be afraid of Liu Bai? But where did his confidence come from?

It came from the Divine Hall of Light on Peach Mountain, and from the man in the hall.

The Hierarch's Great Divine Sense that surpassed the Five States was the Tianqi of Haotian Taoism. The Tianqi was a cultivator's greatest devotion and faith to ask Haotian for power. Now that Haotian was in the human world, the distance between him and Haotian was only the distance between the mountain and the foot of the mountain. The Tianqi did not need to cross the sky, and there would be no more losses. Once the Tianqi was achieved, he would have incredible power. Who could be his opponent?

The Hierarch stretched out his hands, facing the sky with his palms separated by the giant sedan.

A majestic power descended from the Divine Hall of Light on Peach Mountain and came to the front yard of Peach Mountain.

This power was so terrifying that it was many times more powerful than the power of heaven and earth before!

The Hierarch looked at his new, tender palms and smiled. He was the most powerful person under Haotian. Liu Bai, Lin Wu, and even if the Headmaster came back to life, they would not be his opponent!

At this moment, Liu Bai's sword changed from being extremely quiet to extremely fast. It whistled through the air!

The sword hilt scratched Tang Xiaotang's hand.

The girl's hot blood on the sword was shaken into countless drops of blood, sprinkling into the sky.

The bright but ordinary blade went straight for the Hierarch's face in the giant sedan.

The Hierarch's shout was like thunder. He was going to use the Tianqi to crush the sword.

However … he suddenly realized that nothing had changed!

He did not feel a trace of the magnificent Divine Power in his small body!

Where was the Tianqi? Didn't he use the Tianqi? Why couldn't he feel the Divine Power in his body? What was going on!

Liu Bai's sword did not enter the giant sedan, nor did it stop in front of the Hierarch. It only followed the Academy's request and flew to Peach Mountain with sword style.

The sword did not stab the Hierarch, who was stunned. This sword came from the human world, but it was already above the human world. There was no one in the human world who was qualified to stain it with blood.

Moreover, the person holding the sword needed to be focused. Anyone who tried to challenge Haotian, even if they were not focused, would be disrespectful to Haotian and the Hierarch. It was unforgivable.

The sword style came from thousands of miles away and spanned between heaven and earth.

The sword flew to Peach Mountain.

There were two Clear Light Arrays between Peach Mountain, each more powerful than the other. Even a powerhouse at the peak of Knowing Destiny could not break them in a short time.

But Liu Bai's sword was too fast. His sword was as fast as lightning.

Liu Bai's sword was so fast that all the barriers in the world were nothing.

Two crisp sounds came from Peach Mountain.

It was the glass lamp in Xuankong Temple that broke.

It was the inkstone in Zhishou Abbey that broke.

It was the white bone in the Front Gate of Devil's Doctrine that broke.

It was the iron on the furnace in the back of the mountain of the Academy that broke.

The two Clear Light Arrays broke as soon as they appeared!

Liu Bai's sword turned into a sharp line and sank into the Divine Hall of Light!

In front of the altar, the chanting gradually stopped and the sword disappeared.

In the giant sedan, the Hierarch's figure was still extremely tall in the light. However, the way he stretched out his hands looked so funny and humiliating.

The sword went straight to Peach Mountain and did not care about him at all.

On the altar, Chen Pipi saw this and laughed. He thought that the Hierarch was still an idiot.

The Hierarch was still the Hierarch. He did not transform into a peerless powerhouse because his Tianqi failed.

How could it fail? Everyone felt that when the Hierarch used Tianqi, the Divine Hall of Light on Peach Mountain had a majestic and shocking Divine Power.

Haotian had sent the Divine Power, but why did it not enter the Hierarch's body?

Where did that majestic Divine Power fall?

People looked at a place in the front yard of Peach Mountain with pale faces. Even the national master of the Golden Tribe and Qi Nian could not hide the shock on their faces.

It was a little far from the altar, and the position was very remote. The ordinary deacons of the Divine Hall stood there, as well as the inconspicuous servants of the Revelation Institute.

The majestic Divine Power from the Divine Hall of Light fell on the crowd there.

It fell on a manservant in cyan.

Haotian's divine power continued to pour into his body, and it did not stop.

It looked like a bridge.

One end of the bridge was on the mountain, and this end was at the bottom.

That end was on her, and this end was on him.

This was an encounter, and also a reunion.

Then they would never be apart again.





(When I wrote that Liu Bai's sword was too fast, I said two words. It's not that I'm muddled, but my brain is muddled. In the dialect of Yichang, Hubei, the word "fast" can be used to describe sharpness, and the second word "fast" means this. But no matter how I think about it, I can't remember if there is such a saying in Mandarin. Yesterday, I wrote it as "ordinary awesome". After writing it today, I thought about it and removed the word "ordinary". I'm very satisfied, and I hope that everyone is satisfied too. The key is not how awesome Liu Bai is, or how awesome Ning Que will be tomorrow. The key is the encounter on the bridge. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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