Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 2602
Chapter 2602: Chapter 266: Realm Sea Finale_10
Whoosh!
The Chaos Green Fox’s throat also swelled as it spat out a bolt of black divine light!
Yu Yu’s right eye turned, but this time, the divine light shooting from her eye was no longer as terrifying as before.
All their methods landed on the white-haired, skeletal Cultivator in almost the same instant.
The black divine light struck first!
The Chaos Green Fox’s rule-inverting “chaos” Divine Skills, together with it, shattered the ghost-face Divine Skills that the white-haired, skeletal Cultivator had subconsciously condensed in that instant!
Only now did the white-haired, skeletal Cultivator sense that something was wrong, but almost at the same moment, the Corpse-folding slammed into him with a boom!
At the same time, the blood arrow streaking past with a trail of bluish-black Qi also hit the white-haired, skeletal Cultivator who had flown high into the air!
The erupting Blood Energy and disaster-plague Qi seeped into this Ghost Immortal’s body almost simultaneously!
Then came a heavy punch from Yao Wudi!
High as this Ghost Immortal’s realm was, under the extremely targeted assault of the many Cultivators, his head exploded on the spot.
Wang Ba’s figure flickered; countless divine beast phantoms appeared behind him and slammed into this Ghost Immortal with a thunderous crash!
Splaaash—
This Ghost Immortal didn’t even have time to react before he was blasted apart!
Then Wang Ba reached out and seized this Ghost Immortal’s True Spirit!
The darkness also dispersed in an instant.
Only Qiao Zhongxu remained not far away, his face filled with grief and anger, and with a hint of confusion.
Wang Ba’s heart sank slightly; he was just about to speak.
The next moment, his heart jolted!
At the edge of his vision, Yao Wudi’s figure beside him suddenly shattered!
“Master!”
Almost at the same time, Bu Chan’s cry rang in his ears:
“Little Cang World!”
His mind instantly spread outward!
His expression changed drastically!
Above Little Cang World and the Double Body Realm, at some unknown point, a Long banner had also been planted!
That Long banner was devouring everything within the two Domains at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even though Little Cang World had recovered its peak and its foundations were deep, under this Long banner, it too was rapidly shriveling.
A feint in the east, a strike in the west!
Wang Ba’s face darkened!
And atop the Long banner over the Double Body Realm, a young Cultivator’s figure was sitting in full view.
He wore earrings, his expression a bit gloomy, but the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, carrying a trace of mockery and condescension:
“The Immortal Gate Cultivators of the lower world do have some tricks, but unfortunately, that was merely a Banner Ghost I keep. You all…”
“You’re Sixth Layer too?”
Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly asked.
The young Cultivator was slightly stunned, a bit surprised at Wang Ba’s reaction, then chuckled softly:
“Don’t think my abilities are on par with that Banner Ghost. Ten Banner Ghosts can’t compare to me. You merely ambushed it…”
But Wang Ba let out a sigh.
He turned his head, looking at the boundless Realm Sea behind him; a trace of reluctance and resolve flashed through his eyes.
In this moment, he finally stopped restraining himself.
He tilted his head slightly back, gazing toward the end of the Realm Sea:
“Tibetan Bodhisattva, why do you yet linger in the Third Realm Sea?”
From the far end of Jicang Abyss, Tibo’s laughter faintly rang out:
“Don’t blame me, little friend. I was waiting for that Incarnation of yours. Enough, I’ll be off now.”
The young Cultivator sitting atop the Long banner heard this, and his expression turned uncertain with shock and doubt.
And in that very instant, Wang Ba raised his palm before him and spoke in a low voice:
“If the Demon Buddha does not depart, I swear I will not become an immortal.”
“Now that the Demon Buddha has departed, what better time than this?”
In a flash, the aura on his body finally underwent a metamorphosis!
In his flesh and Primordial Spirit, a thunderous roar erupted!
A cluster of auspicious cloud even appeared behind his head, spanning the boundless void!
It poured forth immeasurable rosy radiance!
Like the immortals of legend who Achieve Dao and ascend in Cultivation Ascension—yet compared to ordinary immortals, his momentum was far, far more astonishing!
The surrounding ghostly shadows felt this aura and all recoiled in terror.
The young Cultivator’s face changed dramatically; he sprang to his feet, staring fixedly at Wang Ba:
“He actually wasn’t a Human Immortal before?!”
His heart trembled, then without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand and beckoned; the Long banner planted within the Three Great Realms shot up at once, stabbing straight into the auspicious clouds behind Wang Ba’s head!
All around, those terrified ghostly shadows once again rapidly gathered into a giant ghostly hand, grabbing toward Wang Ba!
Just as it was about to pierce through, the young Cultivator’s Spiritual Government suddenly felt an extreme horror sweep over his heart in an instant!
His pupils shrank abruptly!
He saw Wang Ba’s expression remain indifferent as he raised his hand and casually pointed at him!
Boom!
A terrifying stream of yellow radiance surged forth like mountains and seas overturning, directly blasting aside the three Long banners, annihilating all the ghostly shadows along its path; in the young Cultivator’s eyes, it expanded at extreme speed!
In that instant, only one word remained in his mind:
“Run!”
Endless regret welled up in his heart!
Why did I come here! Why did I break into the Third Realm Sea! Why did I provoke such a fiend!
Almost at the very same moment.
By his ear, a cold voice sounded, one that shattered his heart and liver:
“Fix.”
His whole body froze!
The next moment, endless darkness engulfed him…
Boom!
A Ghost Immortal at the Human Immortal Sixth Layer burst, under the gaze of all the Cultivators, into a not-too-large, not-too-small spray of fireworks, and was extinguished in an instant.
Wang Ba did not pause in the slightest. His figure flickered, and he appeared before the withered Little Cang World.
His face grave, he could almost no longer sense the aura of Little Cang World.
Bu Chan fell beside Wang Ba. Looking at the Little Cang World before them, she gripped the Nine-Colored Gourd in her hand, glanced at Wang Ba, a deep reluctance flashing through her eyes, then forced herself to speak calmly:
“Senior Brother, this gourd can open up a new Domain.”
This Nine-Colored Gourd was born precisely to open Domains; correspondingly, she, who was completely bound to the Nine-Colored Gourd, would also thoroughly lose her fleshly body, Primordial Spirit, Dao Domain… becoming an existence like a Realm Spirit.
She knew that what Wang Ba cherished most were his kin and friends in Little Cang World, and his Master Yao Wudi, who was likewise a Realm Spirit. Now that Little Cang World was perishing, if he did not promptly use the Nine-Colored Gourd to continue Little Cang World, there would be no more chance.
Thus, after only a brief hesitation, she immediately made her decision.
Just as she was about to activate the Nine-Colored Gourd, Wang Ba gently grasped her hand.
Bu Chan was slightly stunned, then became somewhat anxious:
“Senior Brother, we’re running out of time.”
Wang Ba shook his head slightly, soothing her:
“This time, leave it to me.”
Bu Chan froze.
As his words fell, the Yellow Dao Domain unfurled slowly behind Wang Ba and silently merged into the withered Little Cang World before them…
His Yellow Dao Domain gathered the rules of the entire Realm Sea; originally, it was almost impossible for it to become completely perfect, and thus step into the Mahayana realm.
Yet with his grand vow fulfilled, he finally used this to cross into Mahayana, and thereby in turn completely mastered all the rules within the Third Realm Sea.
To save a Domain on the verge of destruction, for him at this moment, was no longer a problem.
“Fanming, let’s go!”
Wang Ba called out in a low voice.
Fanming no longer hesitated, bore Little Cang World on its back together with the other two Domains likewise on the brink of extinction, and charged into the Jicang Abyss.
The next instant, within Jicang Abyss, a vast amount of Chaos Origin Substance madly surged into these three Domains…
“I thought that brat would come begging me for help.”
Yuan Zhai, Taiyuan sat by the Waterside Pavilion, a book in his hand, lowering his head to look at the water beside him.
A hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.
But he soon laughed:
“All the better; the days to come won’t be so unbearably dull. With him guarding the gateway of the Third Realm Sea, I can save myself some trouble.”
Closing the book, he stretched lazily, not looking in the least like the Lord of Realm Sea.
“I’m off to sleep.”
Within Jicang Abyss.
Wang Ba solemnly sank Little Cang World into a thick region of Chaos Origin Substance.
The Chaos Origin Substance here was richer than any he had ever seen.
Nourished by this Chaos Origin Substance, Little Cang World rapidly spread its Realm Membrane, step by step ascending toward a higher stage.
In that instant, many figures flew out from within the Domain.
Yao Wudi, Mulian Xu, Shao Yangzi, Xun FuJun, Zhao Feng, Wang Yi’an, Wang Qingyang, Ji Ying, Qu Shentong, Cui Daqi, Ling Weizi, Hu Zaixi, Ma Shengxu, Shen Ying, Wei Rong, Qi Yan, Du Wei…
In a daze, cups clinked and crossed, just as in days of old.
This would be a new beginning, and he had already foreseen the end.
(The book ends here)
(I’ll write the end-of-book afterword tomorrow, I’m too tired)