Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel-Chapter 508 - 348: Clash

Chapter 508: Chapter 348: Clash

Gazing upon the temple now in ruins, Zhao Tingxian slowly furrowed his brows.

The flow of time in the Chaos Sea is extremely rapid; since parting from the Divine Court, it’s been ages since he last saw Chu Zheng—over two thousand years, by his estimate.

What does Chu Zheng intend by allowing his believers to provoke and shatter his temple?

The actions of a believer often represent the deity behind them; without the deity’s command, a believer would not rashly initiate conflict.

Such behavior typically signifies a war between deities. Without permission, they would not act so recklessly.

Zhao Tingxian surveyed his surroundings, only after a moment discerning his current location.

Presently, this was but a projection of his Divine Sense crossing realms, not his main body in person. His Divine Skills were limited, so there was little he could do.

“So this is the Spirit Moon Great Realm.”

Zhao Tingxian gazed at the Silver Moon, faintly visible through the expanse of Heaven and Earth, a hint of movement in his eyes: “The Heavenly Mirror, such a Wonderous Treasure—I wonder who could possess it.”

Supreme Treasures possess sentience, no less formidable than a top-ranked powerhouse. This entire Great Realm exists only because of this one Wonderous Treasure.

The current state of the Spirit Moon Great Realm is due to the emergence of this Wonderous Treasure, resulting in strange phenomena.

A Supreme Treasure sealed since the Primordial Era, when he once chanced upon the phenomena of the Spirit Moon Great Realm, he devoted much effort to investigate, acquiring many fragmented clues.

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In the end, he only ascertained the name “Heavenly Mirror” and scraps of information about a powerful force from Ancient Times known as the “Star Moon Ancient Clan.”

That was a supremely powerful force, renowned throughout the Great Universe. In its heyday, it occupied a tenth of Heavenly Fate, a lineage with two ancestors.

The Heavenly Mirror was a Supreme Treasure once wielded by an ancestor of an Ancestral Realm being, an Order surely comperable to that of an Immortal Emperor Weapon.

Inhaling Spiritual Energy and creating matter out of thin air are merely some of its most basic capabilities.

This Supreme Treasure has integrated into the Space-time Domain, surely possessing the power to manipulate time within a limited scope.

Zhao Tingxian withdrew his gaze, no longer pondering; with his current level of Cultivation, he was still far from such a realm—there was no need to delve into these matters for now.

Moreover, within the Chaos Sea, there had yet been no creatures capable of forcefully subduing the Heavenly Mirror; there was no urgency to be hasty.

After some contemplation, Zhao Tingxian took a step forward, arriving at Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s temple.

This temple was clearly erected not long ago; it was bright inside, venerating Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s thirty-six zhang Golden Body, walls gleaming with light, the floor dustless, the light shining as if a mirror.

All objects that caught the eye were enveloped in Spiritual Light, but as the temple was newly established, the Incense Fire Willpower was not yet strong.

It was now high noon, and there were not many worshippers in the temple, only a few believers sitting in front of the door, meditating with their eyes closed.

Zhao Tingxian had no intention of starting a conflict, first, because there might be some misunderstanding.

Second, old friends are hard to come by. The Chaos Sea is vast and it’s difficult to meet without fate. Furthermore, given the obscure divine portents of this realm, he had been secluded for a long time, unaware of the outside world’s situation. Now, he had come simply for a catch-up and incidentally to inquire about the state of the Great Universe.

Zhao Tingxian extended a hand, casting a beam of Spiritual Light, knocking out the nearby believers; he looked towards the Golden Body of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu and said in a gentle voice:

“Where is Chu Zheng?”

The hall was mired in silence; the Golden Body remained unchanged, no vibrations emanating from it, as if unheard.

“This…”

Zhao Tingxian was momentarily confused, first doubting whether he had made a mistake.

In front of an Incense Flame Golden Body, calling upon the true name of a Deity should yield phenomena; even if the main body could not arrive in person, at least the Divine Sense would be stirred and drawn forth.

Now the hall was empty, no phenomena manifested—it could only be one of two possibilities.

First, Chu Zheng was aware of the situation here and deliberately shielded some sensations; in short, he couldn’t be bothered to deal with it.

The second point, is that the actual name of this Golden Body before me, is not Chu Zheng.

No, wait…

Suddenly, Zhao Tingxian reacted, a moment of realization flashing through his eyes, and he muttered to himself:

“So that’s how it is… Chu Zheng… I truly underestimated you.”

He had detected the clues; Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu was still here, but calling out for Chu Zheng’s real name no longer had any effect, which could only mean one thing.

Chu Zheng severed his path.

He completely stripped away Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, cutting off all connections; this Golden Body before him had nothing to do with ‘Chu Zheng’ any longer.

Zhao Tingxian never imagined that Chu Zheng could be so decisive, severing the Incense Fire Divine Path from within himself, abandoning this expressway to ascend to the heavens.

His rapid advancement into the Nine Realms was largely dependent on the Incense Fire Divine Path.

Now, his entanglement with the Incense Fire Divine Path had grown too deep, making it impossible to forsake.

“In the end, it’s youthfulness that allows for such bold actions.”

With a sigh, Zhao Tingxian turned around, ready to leave, but suddenly, a flicker of divine light in his pupils, and his gaze turning cold, he twisted his body and looked towards the Divine Statue of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, shouting in a low voice:

“Where is Zheng Chu?!”

Since this had nothing to do with Chu Zheng, the destruction of the temple was a dispute between the Incense Fire Deities, and this account needed to be settled.

Hum——

As Zhao Tingxian’s voice faded, the thirty-six zhang Golden Body on the Divine Platform, with the Yin Yang Diagram hanging at its waist and dressed in a Taoist Robe, suddenly overflowed with divine light and began to awaken, its huge golden pupils emitting a terrifying Spiritual Light, the voice piercing through the heavens:

“Not kneeling upon seeing a God, openly calling out the revered title, not one of my believers, a capital offense.”

Bang——

The next instant, heavy footsteps sounded as the Golden Body stepped down from the Divine Platform, striding forward, and with a stomp shattered the thick floor tiles of the entire temple, then raised its palm and pressed down:

“Kneel!”

“An abandoned waste god who was severed dares to show his fangs and claws.”

A cold smirk spilled from the corner of Zhao Tingxian’s mouth, and within his eyes ran the Yin Yang totem, as he raised his finger and formed a black and white Finger Gang, intertwining the Laws of Life and Death, which instantly drained the surrounding Spiritual Energy and swelled in the wind.

Boom!

Amidst the thunderous booms, the temple completely exploded, and living creatures who were slightly closer, along with rocks and vegetation, were all shattered to powder, swept into the Void by the fierce wind without leaving half a trace.

The intense fluctuations from the clash nearly caused the entire Floating Island to sink; for a moment mountains crumbled and the earth split, Spiritual Energy stirring up a wild tide, affecting the Void within hundreds of millions of miles.

The great commotion drew the sidelong glances of many living creatures, but upon detecting the struggle between two Incense Fire Deities, they retracted their gazes one after another.

The origins of Incense Fire Deities are difficult to investigate, their depths unknowable. It’s possible that some unassuming temple may be home to a colossal God capable of dominating the starry river, not to be trifled with lightly.

A figure emerged from the Void, slowing to a stop, looking at the massive disturbance not far away, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The auras of these two combatants gave him a very familiar feeling.

Soon, Chu Zheng noticed that one of the auras belonged to Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu taking action.

As his mind trembled slightly, another aura swept over. After feeling it carefully for a moment, a flash of Enlightenment crossed Chu Zheng’s mind, and he couldn’t help but widen his eyes:

“This aura…”