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    Chapter 69: Sacred War of the Southern Wilderness (Part 2)

    "Lu Fengming, today the Ten Saints gather. However profound your cultivation, you will meet your end here."

    The Alchemical Saint’s hair and beard billowed as his sleeves puffed out. A sacred cauldron flew from his sleeve, immense and boundless, seemingly containing a vast universe.

    Boom!

    The divine cauldron overturned, completely enveloping the landscape for ten thousand li.

    Overwhelming black divine flame blighted heaven and earth, completely melting the void. The entire land turned into molten magma, while strands of sword energy were utterly incinerated.

    Infinite divine flame converged, incinerating the heavens and the earth.

    Lu Fengming stood where he was, allowing the divine flame to scorch his body, unmoving and unyielding.

    The Alchemical Saint’s innate divine flame couldn’t harm him in the slightest.

    The Alchemical Saint’s pupils contracted sharply.

    The gap between him and Lu Fengming was far too vast.

    After all, Lu Fengming had attained saint level perfection. His power far surpassed anyone present; even the Myriad Phenomena Saint paled in comparison.

    Clang!

    Su Qing summoned a holy sword. With a single slash, she severed the pinnacle of the Xuanfu Palace and aimed the strike at Lu Fengming.

    "I’ll keep you occupied."

    The Jade Sky Saint sneered. His figure vanished from where he stood, reappearing instantly behind Su Qing. He raised his palm, and the power of the Tai Chi Yuanfu Sutra erupted.

    With a thunderous roar.

    Heaven and earth were drawn into the palm of the Jade Sky Saint. Su Qing’s sword energy couldn’t escape the universe held within his grasp.

    Fu Tianxing frowned lightly, gazing coldly at the Jade Sky Saint. "Daoist friend Jade Sky, since you seek your own demise, do not blame us for our ruthlessness!"

    Swoosh!

    A flying sword pierced through the universe within Jade Sky’s palm. Su Qing broke free. The husband and wife joined their swords, instantly manifesting a sword domain.

    The Jade Sky Saint was immediately trapped within the sword domain, unable to free himself quickly.

    Although he had long immersed himself in the saint level, Fu Tianxing and Su Qing moved with seamless coordination. Working together, they instantly suppressed the Jade Sky Saint.

    The trio battled deep into the void. Chaotic energy exploded as layer upon layer of mystical phenomena burst forth.

    The gods of the Xuanfu Palace watched this scene with utter terror.

    Even a God King could only observe, not daring to intervene.

    Below the rank of Saint, all are ants.

    This level of battle was beyond their ability to assist.

    The Myriad Phenomena Saint gazed placidly at Lu Fengming and said lightly, "Daoist friend, for your sake alone, eight Saints of the Xuanfu Palace died. Is this your Dao?"

    Eight Saints encircled Lu Fengming.

    The divine cauldron roared, transforming into an immense barrier that sealed the entire Xuanfu Palace.

    "Ha ha ha…"

    Lu Fengming remained unperturbed and said, "Heaven’s way reduces the excessive and supplements the deficient; man’s way takes from the deficient to serve the excessive. If man does not act for himself, heaven and earth will destroy him."

    "If their deaths can elevate Xuanfu Palace, unify the Southern Wilderness, and stand atop the Yuan Realm, then their sacrifice holds value!"

    "Absurd!"

    Demon Sage Fire Phoenix’s voice dripped with allure; though angered, it carried a coquettish tone as she coldly declared, "Even if you cultivated to the Saint King realm, what then?"

    "Unifying the Southern Wilderness is delusional, and standing among the Yuan Realm’s apex power? Utter fantasy."

    "It appears you don’t know the true profundity of the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra," Lu Fengming mused softly.

    Myriad Phenomena Saint frowned.

    They truly didn’t understand the secrets of the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra. They only knew that once Lu Fengming devoured Yang Xuanzhan after he became a saint, Lu could advance to Saint King, thereby dominating the Southern Wilderness.

    Lu Fengming’s smile twisted strangely. "Did you believe I spent 190,000 years altering my appearance and lying dormant, merely aspiring to the Saint King realm?"

    "All of you confined to a corner of the Southern Wilderness simply lack vision."

    The true wonder of the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra was that upon devouring the ninth saint, one would undergo true rebirth, attaining the pristine, flawless Nine Revolutions Sacred Body.

    This was the cornerstone of his path to enlightenment.

    This technique wasn’t created by Lu Fengming at all; he obtained it from an ancient cave, a heritage from the primordial era—though flawed.

    Lu Fengming merely refined it, adapting the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra into something more sinister, suited to his own state.

    From beginning to end, his goal had always been enlightenment.

    The Saint King realm was but a starting point.

    "Each of you has tread a difficult cultivation path. If you admit your wrongs and repent, I may grant you a chance to serve as vassals under Xuanfu Palace."

    "If not, kill without hesitation."

    Boom!

    "Enough of your drivel! My ears are calloused," Old Ghost Fei retorted impatiently.

    Swirling a bronze long staff, his body swelled to a height of ten thousand zhang. Divine light blazing across the bronze staff as it similarly elongated, becoming ten thousand zhang long.

    Whoosh!

    The bronze staff descended with a thunderous clang! Xuanfu Palace disintegrated and collapsed in an instant, while Lu Fengming’s body shattered, covered with web-like fissures.

    "Hmm?"

    With a frown, Lu Fengming cycled the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra, restoring his splintered body instantly. At a mere thought, a single-edged divine dagger manifested.

    Klang!

    With one slash, Old Ghost Fei was sent hurtling tens of thousands of miles away, reduced to a white speck vanishing into the void.

    Simultaneously,

    Myriad Phenomena Saint finally made his move.

    Flicking his sleeve, he unfurled an ancient scroll depicting a landscape—a celestial musician strumming a qin beneath cranes circling above and beasts running below.

    A strand of azure mist emanated from the painting, accompanied by faint music. Lu Fengming shuddered; he felt his primordial spirit tremble, wrenching violently as though compelled to escape his body and fly into the scroll.

    "A saint king divine weapon?" Lu Fengming’s gaze sharpened—an unforeseen move!

    "Nine Revolutions Purity, Leakless Divine Form!"

    Lu Fengming roared. His physique erupted with an aura of terror as he forcibly recalled his primordial spirit into the Purple Palace. Like an eternal, immovable deity, he sealed away all senses, impervious to disruption.

    "Phantasmal Sword Art!"

    Ye Hongchen brandished her sacred artifact, its sword light serpentine and infinite.

    One strand of sword energy encompassed myriad forms.

    Like dragons and phoenixes, birds and fish, mountains and oceans—

    Crash!

    Sword light enveloped Lu Fengming, ever-shifting and mysterious, slicing away layers of flesh to expose ghastly white bone.

    "Violet Phoenix Divine Flame!"

    With a fierce cry, Demon Sage Fire Phoenix transformed into her true phoenix form—a colossus the size of a mountain wreathed in purple divine fire capable of melting gold and iron.

    A column of flame struck Lu Fengming, incinerating his flesh to ash. Only his bone remained—invulnerable to fire or tribulation.

    Crack!

    Lu Fengming twisted his skeleton. Slowly, he absorbed the Violet Phoenix flame and extinguished Ye Hongchen’s sword energy. Strand by strand, new flesh regenerated across his bones.

    Ye Hongchen’s and Demon Sage Fire Phoenix’s supernatural arts inflicted little damage.

    Alchemical Saint and Old Ghost Fei paled.

    The masters of He Huan Sect exchanged uneasy glances; they sensed the challenge.

    Lu Fengming easily dissolved every attack; only Myriad Phenomena Saint posed a modicum of threat.

    In moments, Lu Fengming’s flesh had fully recovered.

    His face glacial, he solemnly declared, "I never imagined Red Dust Demon Sect possessed such profound depth. Still, thinking a mere saint king divine weapon is enough to annihilate me? Overly fanciful."

    "If this is truly your limit… none of you will be free to leave today."

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