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As the names echoed in the ears of the crowd, the battle representing the strongest among a generation of cultivators had begun. No one knew whether Sima Wuduan, who had long since stepped into the Transcendence Realm, was truly superior. I don't deny it. The legendary Ye Youluo was said to possess unparalleled magic.
Boom!
A black chess piece fell from above like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, crashing down on Sima Wuduan's head. The giant Dull Sword was raised high overhead, colliding fiercely with Ye Youluo's move from the Nine Heavens, creating a tremendous roar that once again engulfed everyone in a storm of spiritual energy.
With a leg raised, the Nine Heavens grasped the stars, and Falling Piece to the East stabilized the mountains and rivers. Ye Youluo's kick, Starry Universe Eastern Chess, had reached an extraordinary level. If Sima Wuduan had taken that hit head-on, he would surely have been gravely injured.
Having been eliminated in the first round, Hong Yulong returned to Sky's End Tower and wasted no time. He mobilized resources from the Hong Clan to investigate the origin of Ye Youluo's Void Chess move known as Starry Universe Eastern Chess Technique. It was said that those who could cast this spell could drop pieces from the Nine Heavens. This technique could directly reach celestial listening methods and was rumored that true cultivators at the immortal level could pluck stars with ease, casually dropping pieces into the river of time. Even True Immortals could strike down to the mortal realm.
Had this technique already been lost? Moreover, it required an extremely high level of cultivation; how could it possibly be seen again?
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, furrowed his brow. Just now, Yi Dong had already demonstrated incredible power. If Jie Donglai possessed such strength with every strike, it would indeed be terrifying.
Not only that, I carefully observed where the pieces landed.
Xiao Zhang reminded everyone as Hong Yulong and Tenglan focused once more on Yi Dong's placement. In that very spot, two lines appeared out of thin air—one horizontal and one vertical—seemingly dividing the entire world into four parts. During Jie Donglai's move, similar lines emerged again, further splitting heaven and earth.
At this moment, Sima Wuduan no longer merely withstood the blows. After blocking Hongzi's attack, intricate black patterns began to flow through Dull Sword in mid-air, gradually revealing a fountain that gushed forth black ink.
Seeing Sima Wuduan react, Ye Youluo's leg did not cease its descent. However, this time when the black chess piece landed, it merely splashed a few droplets into the fountain without unleashing its previous overwhelming power.
As the fountain flowed, ink-like water began to churn up yellow sand. Within just a few breaths' time, another Red Chess piece from Ye Youluo fell from above.
Wouldn't that water be Hades?
Just now, Wen Shi, who had rushed to the battlefield, was astonished by the scene before him. Although he hadn't witnessed the previous three Great Wars, he could still appreciate the battle between the two strongest individuals, Bu Luo and Yan Dong. It was not a wasted trip after all; perhaps those at the Peak of Nascent Soul and late-stage cultivators would have no chance to break through amidst the continuous assaults from everyone else. It all depended on whether they could seize the opportunity.
Hades wielded a water sword, and that seamless heavy sword in his leg was likely crafted solely for that sword technique. It was enough to summon Hades out of thin air. As for its power, there was no need to elaborate; it was uncertain how much of it he could truly unleash. Even if he could only display a fraction of its might, it would be sufficient to contend with Ye Youluo. After all, washing away the mundane world like Hades did in his past life would not be an easy feat.
Zhang Chunlin stroked his beard with his leg. Although he was only slightly older than Tenglan and others by twenty years or so, he had grown a beard early on, making him resemble a Daoist from the Celestial Aura rather than a light cultivator. Despite being at a different level than him, he was still just a young man. Hearing Wen Shi's doubts, the well-informed Zhang Chunlin calmly explained.
"Oh, you have seen it before."
He sought to understand what Dong Lai had experienced; perhaps few could emerge unscathed from encounters with those two. He had only read about it in Bu Luo's texts.
"I see," Wen Shi said with an honest smile. He hadn't expected Zhang Chunlin to be so amiable and unbothered by it. "Who do you think will win?"
"I don't deny," Zhang Chunlin replied, "I lean towards Ye Youluo. After all, talents emerge in every generation. Even if our generation doesn't acknowledge it, we can't ignore it. If Hong Yulong were just a few years older, he might have become an extraordinary genius at the Transcendence Stage. If Jiang Ping had been born a bit earlier, he would have been renowned worldwide. If Gu Ping hadn't appeared, perhaps they would have cultivated even more; they might have made others avoid them altogether."
"Where do so many like them come from?" Zhang Chunlin mused. For those unparalleled geniuses, fifty years is not too late; it's merely a small challenge that can be overcome with ease. But for those who lack such talent, fifty years could present a significant obstacle.
Zhang Chunlin's words left Wen Shi profoundly shocked. He had never imagined such statements would come from a Buluo Cultivator's mouth. Wen Shi could now conclude that even if Yan Dong and Zhang Chunlin were currently obscure figures, in the tides of time ahead, there would surely be a place for Zhang Chunlin. He recognized that true cultivators steadily advance along the Great Dao with determination and resilience—qualities that ordinary cultivators could hardly compare to. Even when faced with setbacks, they could adjust their mindset and continue on their path; this is how normal cultivators should proceed.
Yet here he was, envious of others' achievements while forgetting to focus on his own strength and not harboring jealousy towards their talents. Even if he considered himself an ordinary person, he too could leave his mark in the struggle for the Great Dao.
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