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Bu Luo did not allow Nangong Huan to touch her, and an expression of disdain unconsciously flickered in her eyes, as if she were looking at an insignificant ant. Perhaps in the eyes of Pure World Fox, Nangong Huan was even less than an ant.
When Chongming Guang opened the letter sent by Gu Ping, its contents left him pondering for a long time, yet he still did not reply.
The letter contained some of Gu Ping's speculations, suggesting that Zhu Xian Mountain had deliberately defeated Street Bridge City to lure out their enemies, aiming to capture Gu Ping, Ying Zhan, and others in one fell swoop, including Chongming Guang himself.
The Battle of the Desolate Mountains had proven that misplacing a talent like Gu Ping was a grave mistake; sheer numbers alone could not guarantee victory, especially against Ying Zhan's Three Thousand Iron Pagodas.
Thus, achieving that goal felt like a monumental task for Coco.
Chongming Guang arrived the next day but did not intend to participate in that battle. As a disciple of Light Path Classic, he understood deeply the terrifying power a Mahayana Practitioner could wield, particularly someone like Ji Wuqiu, who had lived for nearly eighty thousand years.
Chongming Guang could not fight with all his might against Mahayana Practitioners like Gu Ping and Fei Qian; he was one of the initial pillars of Light Path Classic. If Chongming Guang fell, Light Path Classic would truly be finished.
Responsibility can make a person grow; it can also instill fear in them.
Chongming Guang no longer exchanged words with Wei Wuyou. The two made their way to a teahouse and gazed up at the starry sky. Although they could not partake in that peak battle, they could witness yet another conflict worthy of being recorded in history.
In those years, his progress had been rapid.
He acknowledged that his mistakes had slowed his advancement.
When he reached his tomorrow's realm, it would be the same; every cultivator sought to experience that stage.
"What about him?"
Wei Wuyou pointed at Gu Ping, and Chongming Guang looked over as well. He felt that Gu Ping, who had unleashed the Celestial Sacred Body, was as bright as the sun. Squinting his eyes in astonishment, he exclaimed, "If the souls are united, then what about Coco?"
That question was destined to remain unanswered. Wei Wuyou also wanted to know, just like the moment when Madwoman An Su Su gazed at the starry sky, along with Mu Qinglong and Hong Yulong.
Ye Youming had been red, enduring repeated shocks from the Daoist Sect, facing the upheavals of war time and again, bringing homeless orphans into the imperial capital. Gu Ping's state of mind had undergone significant changes.
Moreover, Minghong's transformation in mindset would bring changes to Gu Ping's fortune. He was not merely a Cultivator; a Cultivator seeks strength from within and strives for a welcoming state of mind. With such a mindset, one would possess the power to respond correctly. For Gu Ping, there were no bottlenecks; only obstacles existed within his state of mind.
One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, Celestial Sacred Body, Overlord Sword—had he really given it his all from the very beginning?
Chongming Guang muttered to himself, unable to deny it. At this moment, the Trinity of the Overlord Sword was something even he could not contend with. The overwhelming offensive power of the sword's edge seemed to occupy the top position among many sword techniques and had even become an unspoken consensus among everyone.
He truly shone brightly, like a sun. Compared to him, even Zhu Xian Mountain could not compare to the moon surrounded by stars.
Wei Wuyou sighed and suddenly remembered something as he looked toward An Su Su and Ye You.
Perhaps that person once possessed such strength; gasping, he realized that he was dead.
Chongming Guang understood that Wei Wuyou was not referring to him but rather to her.
Once, Ye Youluo was a presence that even Dao Zun had to regard with caution. In the beginning, there were attempts to force Ye Youluo to his demise. Bu Luo and Dao Zun never anticipated that after Ye Youluo died, World of Mortals would gain a new entity, Ye You, who stood on the wrong side of the Ninth Underworld.
Feeling the gazes of Chongming Guang and Wei Wuyou, An Su Su, disinterested in continuing the fight, withdrew from the battlefield and made her way to a teahouse. Ye You followed closely behind, taking out his portable red tea and brewing it.
"Who would be stronger if we were to spar now? Honestly speaking?"
"I'd say Gu Ping?" Ye You casually remarked. " Bu Fou " His wrong leg, the Liangyi Sword, " Bu Fou " No one had ever seen his strongest state; he had never witnessed it himself.
"Enhanced State?"
The other three exclaimed in surprise but did not pursue the matter further. They dismissed it as Minghong. Just moments ago, that One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones had unleashed the Overlord Sword, which still resonated with " Bu Fou " It was Gu Ping's most powerful strike, even though that last sword strike had been executed with all of Ji Wuqiu's strength.
In A Distant Paradise, it was truly unexpected that there existed such a genius in the World of Mortals. If I survive until tomorrow, the ambitions of the Ninth Underworld will be thwarted. Thus, even if the old man, Bright Moon, had to resort to bullying the weak, he would have no choice but to kill me.
Ji Wuqiu recalled that over the years at Zhu Xian Mountain, the name he heard most frequently was none other than Gu Ping. " Bu Fou " It was the first time he learned that Gu Ping could wield such secret arts as A Distant Paradise. Yet, he never expected that strike to come with such unstoppable force; even the spiritual defenses of a Mahayana Practitioner were cleaved apart by a single sword, causing him to bleed once more after so many years.
Once again, even Ji Wuqiu could not remember when it had happened.
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