Vast mountains appeared in the sky, as well as a straight road that could be clearly seen from high up in the sky.
The Cultivation practitioners saw the Qin Emperor climb up the high stone steps and arrive at the small temple on the top of the mountain, where they saw the man in white who looked like a fairy.
The sound of inhaling cold air could be heard outside the Huiyin Valley. The people couldn't believe their eyes.
Jing Jiu had been hiding on Buzhou Mountain, where the godly commissioner lived!
That was why the spirit of the Green Sky Mirror couldn't find his whereabouts; but did the rules allow him to do so?
What happened next shocked the people again.
Dozens of swordsmen of the Qin Kingdom who had followed the Qin Emperor up the mountain were slashed in half, and the Qin Emperor was severely wounded; but it seemed that Jing Jiu hadn't even pulled out his sword yet.
There were many true Cultivation practitioners outside the Huiyin Valley, who had good eyesight. They could tell that Jing Jiu had already pulled out his sword; but his speed was too fast, and his movements were unpredictable. Yet, they didn't know what kind of sword style Jing Jiu had employed. They were amazed, thinking that this genius swordsman of Aoyama could perform so well even in the Illusionary Realm.
Soon, the godly commissioner appeared and took out a piece of paper.
It was a list of the Dao Competition in decades.
The participants of the Dao Competition had just entered the Illusionary Realm, during which the wind and rain were unstable, the white clouds were overcast, the blue sea was blue, and the Qin Emperor was severely wounded by Jing Jiu in the temple.
Twenty-six names were written at the bottom of the paper. They were the twenty-six participants of the Dao Competition who had entered the Illusionary Realm. They were ranked according to the time they had stayed in the Illusionary Realm and the achievements they had made. The names at the top of the list were familiar: Tong Yan ranked fifth, Bai Zao ranked fourth, Xi Yiyun ranked third, He Zhan ranked second, and Bai Qianjun ranked first.
The Cultivation practitioners outside the Huiyin Valley were discussing this matter. They felt it was a pity for He Zhan. If he hadn't suddenly given up his great foundation and traveled overseas, he would have been able to compete with Bai Qianjun based on his ability and tactics in the Illusionary Realm.
It was interesting that the last person on the list was not the participant who had left the Illusionary Realm first, but the free-traveling practitioner named Jiang Rui.
Thinking of that rogue cultivator's ugly performance in the illusion and his tragic ending, the cultivators felt that it was shameless.
Aoyama disciple Yao Songshan raised his brows and asked, "Where is this person?"
Someone replied, "He seems to have left a long time ago. He was probably afraid that He Zhan would come out to deal with him."
Under the big tree, the Shui Yue Nunnery girl listened to these discussions. She looked at Sensei and asked softly, "Are you really going to lock him up?"
Sensei said, "I don't understand what you're saying."
What was done was done, but he absolutely could not admit it.
The second last on the list was the Kunlun disciple.
Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui's names appeared in the middle of the list.
This surprised many people. The Aoyama disciples raised their eyebrows.
In their minds, Big Brother Zhuo had killed the most participants in the Dao Competition, and their Young Senior Master was even more outstanding; so why were they ranked in the middle?
The Aoyama Sect wouldn't agree to the condition under normal circumstances; but they had a more important matter to deal with at the moment.
The godly commissioner had made it clear that only Bai Qianjun could obtain the Fairy Book. What should Jing Jiu do then? Should he really agree to the condition of the Qin Emperor?
Innumerable gazes were fixed on the sky, gazing at Jing Jiu in the temple, wondering what he would choose.
They thought that Jing Jiu would agree to the condition of the Qin Emperor; even Fang Jingtian and Nan Wang, the two important figures of Aoyama, had the same opinion.
If Bai Qianjun died by Jing Jiu's sword, there would be no winner in this Dao Competition, and the Fairy Book would remain on the Cloud-Dream Mountain. As a result, the Zhongzhou School wouldn't suffer any loss.
For the sake of the benefit of the Aoyama Sect, Jing Jiu should agree to the condition of the Qin Emperor.
Bai Qianjun had predicted this, which was why he was so stubborn.
A barrage of surprised screams suddenly broke out outside the Huiyin Valley. It was because they saw Jing Jiu walk to the front of the godly commissioner with the sword in his hand, and then they heard the conversation.
Tong Yan and Bai Zao came to the side of the Green Sky Mirror, and so did Xi Yiyun and the rest of the participants in the Dao Competition.
They looked at Jing Jiu and Bai Qianjun who were sleeping soundly with their eyes closed, waiting for the final result.
The glass bell suddenly gave off a crisp ringing sound.
Jing Jiu stood up!
The crowd wondered in surprise if the event in the Illusionary Realm was over.
Yet, Jing Jiu's eyes didn't open, and his energy didn't change. It was evident that he had no intention of waking up.
What was going on? His spiritual soul was in the Illusionary Realm; why could his true body move?
Had he connected the real and illusionary worlds?
Seeing this, everybody, including Bai Zao and Tong Yan, was stunned speechless, thinking it was unbelievable.
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The premise of threatening someone was that they had the ability to hurt or even destroy the other party.
Everybody thought it was absurd, like the Qin Emperor.
The godly commissioner was the materialized form of the rules of the Green Sky Mirror; so how could Jing Jiu hurt or even destroy him?
"The rules are the rules that this world abides by."
The voice of the godly commissioner was still as calm as ever.
Those rules that had to be obeyed couldn't be changed, and they couldn't be erased.
For instance, the trees would turn green in spring and red in autumn, and then they would fall down and turn into the rotten mud.
For instance, the small streams would flow downwards and form a waterfall when they met the cliffs, and then the water would flow into a pond.
For instance, the ice was colder than the water.
For instance, the green was greener than the blue.
The godly commissioner continued, "My ability is the upper limit of this world, which is also the rule."
Jing Jiu said, "Duke Mo encountered the upper limit back then, so he encountered the thunder punishment."
"That's right. He knew he couldn't surpass it, so he chose to give up."
The godly commissioner continued, "No force in this world can surpass me; it's because I'm that line itself."
Jing Jiu said, "So you know nothing about the world beyond that line."
"What the hell are you thinking?"
The Qin Emperor couldn't bear listening to it any longer. He exclaimed while panting, "If he could be defeated, why would we fight so hard for the right to obtain the tripod?!"
"I didn't fight for it," said Jing Jiu.
The Qin Emperor was taken aback. Thinking of what had happened over the years, his face suddenly turned pale. He felt it was unreasonable.
"It turns out that you've been crazy from the very beginning … You're a madman!"
The Cultivation practitioners who came to the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror had been cultivating diligently since they were young, and they didn't want to waste any time.
It was because they wanted to obtain a higher position and power, and eventually become the ruler of the world in order to gain the approval of the godly commissioner.
Jing Jiu was born as a prince of the Chu Kingdom, and he became the emperor smoothly. Normally, his starting position should be higher than other participants in the Dao Competition, but …
He really didn't do anything!
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"Back then, Duke Mo was only one step away from heaven, and I was also one step away from heaven. A few decades later, I'd like to find out which one is higher, the heaven or me. "
Having said this, Jing Jiu wielded his sword toward the godly commissioner.
The godly commissioner didn't move, and his countenance remained unchanged.
The thin wooden sword vibrated at an unimaginably high speed, giving off a buzzing sound. It was powerful enough to cut open the hardest object in the world.
Yet, it couldn't cut open the smoke coming out from the bronze tripod.
The wooden sword broke apart when it encountered the smoke, turning into countless powders that dispersed with the wind like green smoke.
Amid the green smoke, the godly commissioner looked at Jing Jiu in Silence, devoid of pity and sympathy.
No matter how powerful one's sword work was, it was meaningless in the face of the rules.
Jing Jiu was still calm. He put down the remaining sword hilt in his hand and took one step forward, as if he was about to enter the green smoke.
The expression on the godly commissioner's face had finally changed. An unimaginable emotion suddenly appeared in his emotionless and senseless eyes.
Crack!!! Crack!!!! Countless sharp sword sounds broke out in the temple, and then spread to the entire Buzhou Mountain, reaching everybody's ears. … …
A loud bang resounded!
The small temple broke into countless broken pieces, scattering in all directions.
The Qin Emperor was covered in blood, lying on the ground in a coma; it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.
The sunlight shone on the peak top, but Jing Jiu and the godly commissioner were nowhere to be found.
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The waterfall in the mountain suddenly flowed backward, and the stream water rose abruptly.
The red leaves all over the mountain suddenly turned green.
The ice in the extremely cold land suddenly became boiling hot, forming countless clouds and fogs.
A strong wind rose over the ocean, but the surface of the ocean was as calm as a mirror.
Innumerable clouds and fogs gathered in the sky above Buzhou Mountain, becoming as thick as lead, blocking the sun.
A straight sword light suddenly appeared in the gloomy and gloomy sky.
Countless heavenly thunders struck down, exuding a formidable power.
The lightning illuminated the sky, and then disappeared abruptly.
The sword light was still heading upward.
Countless figures could be vaguely seen around the sword light, but they were all the same person.
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Innumerable peculiar phenomena occurred in the world of the Green Sky Mirror.
The commotion on Buzhou Mountain attracted a great deal of attention.
In a royal manor in Hejian County, a middle-aged king looked at the flying sand and pebbles in the sky, his face pale and fearful.
In a mountain in the south, the old Eldest Young Master Zhang looked at the wild flowers that had suddenly sprouted in the late autumn and the sword light in the distant sky. He suddenly had a conjecture. He knelt down on the ground tremblingly and kowtowed three times. Then, he raised both of his arms and yelled in an aged voice, "The Emperor is mighty! Kill them all! "
In the deep part of the ocean, all the fleets had returned to the docks on the islands. He Zhan stayed on the surface of the ocean alone, sensing the slight changes of the heavenly dao, remaining silent with his head lowered.
The Blue Bird was still on the tree branch. Looking at the dark clouds and the sword light that didn't look back, he felt worried. He was worried that Jing Jiu wouldn't be able to succeed, and … that someone had seen it, which would bring him a lot of trouble in the future.
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A long time had passed.
It seemed to be a long time.
In fact, it was very short.
The sky suddenly cleared up. It was as blue as the distant ocean.
The thunder and lightning stopped flashing, and the sword light vanished without a trace.
The small temple had turned into ruins. The Bronze Tripod was left on the same spot in Silence, exuding green smoke.
The godly commissioner's figure gradually appeared amid the green smoke, looking much fainter than before.
Jing Jiu returned to the peak top, bringing a gust of gentle wind with him.
As the gentle wind blew over, the green smoke dispersed. The godly commissioner's figure had also dispersed, turning into countless light specks and vanishing without a trace.
Jing Jiu looked a bit tired. He walked to the front of the Bronze Tripod after standing on the same spot for a while.
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