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It is said that a Celestial Being has descended to this world, possessing powers that lie between the Tribulation Period and the Ascension Stage. This being has the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, with a lifespan that surpasses that of ordinary cultivators, breaking the thousand-year lifespan norm. However, as time erodes their essence, their temperament undergoes a drastic change, suffering from heart-wrenching agony.
Seeing the transformation of the High Priest, everyone felt as if a slumbering ancient dragon had awakened, its malicious gaze fixed upon them, ready to swallow them whole.
The astonishing combat prowess of Long Yu, Long Qing, and Dragon Battle was met with such a terrifying opponent right from their appearance. It was rumored that Feather Transformation was a method employed by Celestial Beings to suppress their own cultivation before awakening. Once Feather Transformation was complete, they would become the most powerful cultivator in the world, even those who had perfected the Tribulation Period might not stand a chance against them.
A myriad of radiant lights pierced through the High Priest's body, illuminating the three young men before him. In their eyes, the High Priest's demonic hand was descending upon them, ready to crush them into pulp. At that moment, a White Dragon radiating an astonishing white light appeared, sweeping back the High Priest by five steps. A more fervent expression emerged on the High Priest's face as he trembled and said, "It is the White Dragon of the Tribulation Period, possessing the Dragon Pearl of the Dragon Clan!"
The High Priest laughed maniacally as his hand transformed into a Five-Colored Canopy, pressing down on the White Dragon. The White Dragon let out a thunderous roar, overturning the incoming Five-Colored Canopy; however, it lost dozens of Dragon Scales in the process and was severely injured.
Unyielding, the High Priest advanced once more. His mountain-like hand blazed with flames akin to a great sun, capable of melting all things in heaven and earth. Seeing this, the White Dragon roared in anger and dove into the void, disappearing from sight.
But unexpectedly, a muffled groan echoed as a White-Clad Youth fell onto the battlefield. He appeared older than those present, exuding an extraordinary aura with resolute eyes. The beautiful beard on his face made him unforgettable at first glance.
"Big Brother!" Long Yu, Long Qing, and Dragon Battle showed joy on their faces because in their eyes, there was only one genius in this world— their elder brother, the firstborn of the Dragon Clan, Dragon Rising!
Dragon Rising remained expressionless and gestured for his younger brothers not to speak further. He looked at the High Priest with some confusion and asked, "Who exactly are you?"
The High Priest laughed heartily and replied, "Who I am is something even your father might not know. Today you dragons have gathered; it seems heaven is aiding me!"
"In front of my brother, what does it matter if you are a Celestial Being? As long as you haven't ascended to the heavenly realm, you are ultimately powerless!" Dragon Battle mocked.
"Celesital Being? I am not a Celestial Being!" The High Priest suddenly widened his eyes as his Sun and Moon Divine Eye illuminated the sky. Dragon Rising's complexion turned red; he had already been struck down from the void by the High Priest's Sun and Moon Divine Eye and was severely injured. His throat felt sweet; he had been enduring until now. Underneath the gaze of the High Priest's Sun and Moon Divine Eye, his injuries finally erupted forth as blood trickled from his mouth.
An evil aura surged forth, and Dragon Rising felt as if he were being seen through, unable to escape.
Under the gaze of the High Priest's Sun and Moon Divine Eye, Dragon Rising, despite possessing the supreme bloodline of the dragon clan and having mastered various ultimate techniques, found it difficult to act and could only await his fate.
However, suddenly, from behind him came a different sensation that cleared his mind. Everything around him, including even the slightest changes in dust, was vividly clear in his mind. Without turning around, he sensed the Dao Yun emanating from the young man beside Long Xiao Wu!
Such a powerful Enlightenment Realm descended upon him, leaving Dragon Rising astonished. Although he was gifted and had achieved Enlightenment many years ago, he had never encountered such a formidable Ripple of Enlightenment. Not only had he never seen it, but he had never even heard of it! This Ripple of Enlightenment had reached a level where it could pierce through dust and observe particles, resonating with the Buddhist concept of A Grain, A World!
The High Priest's demonic claws transformed into five chains aimed at piercing him. Unafraid, Dragon Rising clearly perceived the trajectory of the chains and easily broke free from the constraints of the Sun and Moon Divine Eye in the sky. The dragon energy in his hands morphed into five White Little Dragons that struck the chains into powder. One of the High Priest's hands was severed on the spot, blood gushing forth; yet within moments, flesh reformed, and a brand new hand grew back!
"Eh?!" The High Priest exclaimed in astonishment. He couldn't believe someone could break free from his Sun and Moon Divine Eye. After all, with the sun and moon in the sky and heaven collapsing beneath him, even if this bearded youth were a master from the Tribulation Period, it should have been impossible for him to escape his grasp!
A sense of dread suddenly enveloped him. The High Priest's expression turned grim as he looked to the clouds and shouted, "Shen Xiu! I knew it was you! Why do you always have to cross paths with me? Why must you repeatedly force me into a corner?"
This scene unfolded unexpectedly; no one understood why the High Priest—who had been in control—would suddenly shout in madness. Zhao Yang and Dragon Rising both realized that his frenzy was not due to the Enlightenment Realm. In the sky appeared the figure of a child, solemn-faced with neither joy nor sorrow. A golden Lotus Mark adorned his forehead, and he had large earlobes. Clad in robes, he sat upon a cloud with Buddha light illuminating behind him, forming a halo that enveloped him in golden radiance.
"Xuanbing Buddha?" Zhao Yang wondered. This Xuanbing Buddha always appeared with a child's face, which puzzled him greatly. The golden light surrounding him was magnificent; he couldn't tell if it was intentional or if he simply couldn't control the brilliance emanating from himself. As Zhao Yang pondered this, he recalled what the High Priest had just said—he was calling out to someone named Shen Xiu.
"Shen Xiu?" Zhao Yang was certain he hadn't seen this name or any related rumors in One Hundred Thousand Volumes' collection, yet it felt familiar as if it carried significant weight.
"You've evaded me for thousands of years; you cannot escape your fate," Xuanbing Buddha spoke, his eyes sparkling like galaxies.
"How did you become so small? Did you use some secret method to prolong your life? Or is this merely your avatar?" The High Priest sought to discern any clues.
The Xuanbing Buddha remained silent, his hands moving gracefully. Zhao Yang and Dragon Rising, along with others, found themselves two hundred miles away at the Xuanfo Temple. The Xuanbing Buddha then unleashed the World in the Palm, directly suppressing the High Priest. The High Priest's form surged, transforming into a towering figure that reached the heavens, attempting to withstand the onslaught of the Xuanbing Buddha. The two engaged in a fierce battle, causing mountains and rivers to collapse. Fearing for the lives of the people, the Xuanbing Buddha used his supreme powers to shift the battlefield into the void.
On that day, strange phenomena appeared in the world; the sun and moon shone together in the sky. People were terrified to discover that nine stars aligned, heralding the imminent reunion of the sun and moon.
Meanwhile, in the distant Arctic Icefield, a woman in black brought Yu Qingsnow into an Ancient Cave. She said, "This is where the Divine Healer once secluded herself. Inside are countless traps and intricate pathways. If you can emerge within a year, you will be able to compete with heroes from all over the world. I sense great changes are coming; storms are approaching, and a supreme being is about to emerge. Finally, someone will transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality!"
In the Eastern Wasteland, Sword Elder donned in a long robe activated a sword formation, allowing a young man to step inside. He gazed at the strange sky and murmured to himself, "The way of heaven opens and closes; this is my last chance."
In the Boundless Desert of the Western Region, an Old Witch walked alone. Wherever she passed, all living things turned to bones. She spoke to herself, "Who will be the first to transcend tribulation?"
In the Southern Domain Sky-reaching Forest, behind a Yellow-Clad Woman stood a tall figure with compassionate and gentle eyes. Beside him, an Azure Phoenix cried out while colorful cranes soared through the air.
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