Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 519 The Final Stroke

As soon as Shi Suying finished speaking, the sky over Mingzhou suddenly shattered.

The dark clouds disappeared due to the arrival of the Golden Immortal, and the sky, which had become clear and transparent again, was instantly split into thousands of fragments, each of which scattered along different trajectories and collided and merged with each other. Light and order were intertwined here, like a kaleidoscope covering the sky and the earth.

Everyone in and outside Dongdu who looked up at the sky felt dizzy at this moment, as if their perception of space had been torn to pieces. Some people even bled from all seven orifices and fell to the ground without a sound.

At the same time, on the high platform, Zhang Jincheng’s spiritual body almost collapsed on the spot under this sudden change in heaven and earth. Although he deliberately lowered his head, the aftermath of the shattered sky still passed through his body, causing a huge fear to rise in his heart.

As Xinheng's imperial teacher, Zhang Jincheng's perception of the strange phenomena of heaven and earth was far more acute than anyone else... Therefore, he understood earlier than anyone else that what was shattered at this moment was not the sky, but the colored glaze net that protected the sky.

This great immortal formation that had protected Xinheng for more than six hundred years couldn't even put up a moment's resistance in front of the Golden Immortal of Heaven, and it seemed to fall apart naturally.

Shi Suying said she wanted to come, so there would be nothing blocking her way forward.

This is the power and majesty of the Golden Immortal of Miaofa.

Faced with such an incredibly powerful enemy, almost no one on earth could muster the slightest will to resist.

One hundred thousand elite soldiers were in disarray like a colony of scattered ants. Among them, those with more advanced cultivation could still maintain a trace of clarity. They prostrated themselves on the ground and knelt down to worship the immortal, muttering to themselves and begging for their lives. However, those with poorer cultivation immediately lost their minds and became insane. As for some lower-level auxiliary soldiers and servants, they vomited blood and lost their minds, and were seriously injured on the spot!
In mid-air, the leader of the ant colony, General Yang Jiuzhong, had his eyebrows twitching and his lips moving, as if he was suffering from great torture. As a warrior in the fusion stage, he held the green flag in his hand, and encouraged the remaining military spirit on the flag. He barely maintained his rationality and did not immediately bow to the Golden Immortal. However, this was all he could do... While he raised his head high, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, falling into the ant colony.

As for the three remaining Mahayana True Lords, they were all in a mess, and their situation was no better than Yang Jiuzhong's.

In front of the Golden Immortal of Miaofa, all living beings in the mortal world are as insignificant as floating dust.

However, above the floating soil, among the colony of ants, there was one person who still maintained a rebellious and light attitude.

He did not look up at the sky nor did he crawl on the ground. Instead, he looked seriously at Zhang Jincheng, at the Xinheng State Master who had fallen into despair, and asked, "Are you scared?"

Zhang Jincheng was startled when he heard this, and then he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and couldn't help asking: "Master Mountain Master, why aren't you afraid?"

Wang Luo smiled and asked instead of answering, "So, are you scared?"

Zhang Jincheng gritted his teeth and said nothing, but it was as if he agreed.

Of course he was afraid. The fear of facing the Golden Immortal was a biological instinct deeply engraved in his bones. It was also the obligation of anyone who set foot on the path of immortality!
Wang Luo asked again: "So, are you going to give up?"

"no way!"

An extremely clear and decisive answer came out naturally.

The fear in my heart is real, but the will to never give up is also real.

Even if his soul was on the verge of collapse, even if his reason told him that there was no chance of survival, even if he would have to endure unspeakable torture and humiliation and go through a long period of suffering, he would never give up!
"That's right." Wang Luo nodded. "This is the position of a heroic spirit worthy of Ningyuantu. During the Dinghuang War 1,300 years ago, everyone who stood beside the Lord and fought side by side with him had moved forward in such fear. And every immortal in the heavenly court who stood in the way forward also fell in arrogance. Now, raise your head, face your enemy again, and tell me what you see."

Zhang Jincheng let out a long breath, and his spiritual body regained stability. Then he slowly raised his head with a hint of surprise.

"He... is entangled? The glass net is still there?"

This low whisper, in the city of Dongdu where wailing continued, was like a bolt from the blue, instantly awakening many people.

People wiped the blood from their eyes, imitated Zhang Jincheng's posture, slowly raised their heads, and then saw that the arrogant Golden Immortal was hanging in the air, with his limbs and torso wrapped with colorful silk threads, and he was unable to move for a moment!
At the same time, Wang Luo's voice came softly.

"At the beginning of Xinheng's founding, the Heavenly Court bestowed this flawless colored glass net, which was a treasure of the immortals made by the Wonderful Golden Immortal. The magical powers contained in it far exceeded the level of the mortal world. Unfortunately, the things made by the Golden Immortal were no longer flawless in front of the same Wonderful Golden Immortal, and even shattered at one point. But for six hundred years, this flawless colored glass net has protected the people of Xinheng and has also been believed by all living beings. At the annual Immortal Worship Ceremony of the Royal Family, they would offer sincere and surging aspirations of all living beings. At the Immortal Communication Conference of the Academy Alliance, countless talented people would offer their own gifts to the immortal officials of the upper world. His own immortal ingenuity. Although those mortal ingenuity has never been taken seriously by the immortals, it has been firmly captured, integrated, and precipitated by the glass net. Six hundred years have passed, and this glass net is no longer the treasure of the immortals when it was first born, but a treasure of the mortal world. Shi Suying's golden immortal magic can break the immortal treasure, but it can't break the hard work of us mortals! Now, the accumulation of mortals for six hundred years is firmly restraining him, blocking him, and suppressing him. This is the power of civilization, the power of all living beings, a power that no single individual can reach!"

Wang Luo spoke these words in a gentle and unhurried manner, just like the gentle and silent spring water. But quietly, they flowed through everyone's heart.

It was as if a fire had been lit in the shadow of fear.

The fire was dim and flickering, just like the panic of the people. But this spark was enough to start a prairie fire.

Looking at Shi Suying lying motionless in the air, people's will to survive was like a gust of wind, causing the fire to erupt instantly.

The initial resistance still came from Yang Jiuzhong. The general waved the green flag again, gathered all his strength and consciousness, transformed into a green dragon and flew into the sky. Together with the jade dragon transformed by the East Capital City Defense Formation, he dived into the silk threads of the glazed net and locked Shi Suying's hands and feet even more tightly.

The next moment, thousands of magical spells and supernatural powers surged into the sky like a pouring waterfall!
The colored glaze silk thread that bound Shi Suying also began to shine brightly at this moment, and its momentum even overshadowed the majesty of Miaofa Jinxian.

In response, Shi Suying just curled the corners of his mouth slightly, looking a little amused. He lowered his eyes and met Wang Luo's eyes, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Is this your last struggle? Seriously? I admit that the impurities in this glass net surprised me a little. But you don't really think that I was stopped in mid-air by this mere mortal magic, right?"

Wang Luo shook his head and responded silently: "It's just to promote our Immortal Alliance's concept of settling wasteland. The enclave of Mingzhou is valuable to the Immortal Alliance, but it is difficult to digest. The locals only respect the Heavenly Court and have always regarded the Immortal Alliance as a heresy. It is really not easy to change their beliefs. Fortunately, you took the initiative to send down a world-destroying natural disaster, allowing these people to convert devoutly at the critical moment of life and death."

Shi Suying laughed again: "What's the point of converting a group of dying people?"

Wang Luo asked back: "You talk so much nonsense, are you really scared?"

Shi Suying's smile disappeared immediately, and his face became gloomy again. He slowly raised his hand, and an incredible magical power condensed in his palm. For the Golden Immortal of Wonderful Law, all the magic skills were sent and received in a flash, but he deliberately slowed down his movements, just to let the mortals under him be dominated by fear again before their bodies and souls were destroyed.

However, before he could raise his arm completely, Wang Luo spread out his left hand, summoned the Record of Ascension, and pointed his right hand straight to the sky, aiming at Shi Suying.

"Lingshan Shi Suying, listen to my order, kneel down!"

When the voice came, Shi Suying just found it ridiculous.

A mere mortal, relying only on a forged record of ascension, wanted to command a former master of Lingshan Mountain? What kind of absurd and ridiculous fantasy was this?

But before this smile even had time to appear on her face, Shi Suying felt her body suddenly out of control. She fell to her knees involuntarily and almost fell from the sky!
Seeing him stagger, the people on the ground were even more encouraged. Thousands of colorful magic spells and magical powers rushed in like a gorgeous fireworks display.

The magic tricks that these mortal cultivators put all their efforts into were nothing but child's play for the Miaofa Jinxian. Even with the restraint of the colored glaze net, it was nothing to Shi Suying. But he was really overwhelmed by the child's play of a group of mortals. He was unable to resist for a while and looked very embarrassed!
In this almost weird state of powerlessness, he suddenly realized something, and the light of inspiration that had been hidden in his mind for a long time finally flashed through his mind. Then, he discovered the problem that should have been discovered long ago.

He stared at Wang Luo, looking at that strange yet inexplicably familiar face, and spoke slowly, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Who are you?!"

Wang Luo smiled but did not answer. He just nodded to Zhang Jincheng again, indicating that the imperial teacher should not forget his job.

It's time to cross out the name on the Record of Exiled Immortals.

Zhang Jincheng immediately picked up the ink pen that had fallen to the ground, and once again used all his strength to write a stroke on Shi Suying's name... However, the name of Miaofa Jinxian could not be crossed out like that, and forcibly drawing it would cause backlash. There was a hissing sound from the tip of the pen, and the ink pen actually ignited a flame in the high temperature!

Zhang Jincheng's body was shaking and his consciousness was damaged, but he was not moved at all. He first threw away the burning pen, and then pulled out a stream of red liquid from the Star-Pulling Platform under him, which lingered around the fingertips of his body.

That was his blood, the remnant of flesh and blood that had merged into the platform not long ago when the oil ran out and the lamp was dying. He extracted it and used it as ink, then stretched out his finger and drew hard on Shi Suying's name!

hum!
The Record of Exiled Immortals trembled and hummed, and the page containing Shi Suying's name rustled, almost breaking free from the Record of Exiled Immortals... Zhang Jincheng's finger fell, as if piercing flesh and blood with a spear! On the page, the three words Shi Suying actually shook at this moment, as if they were under tremendous pressure.

But after a moment of shaking, the three characters Shi Suying remained as solid as before. On the contrary, the blood ink on Zhang Jincheng's fingertips evaporated again, and even the spiritual body dissipated in the shock, and it was difficult to condense into shape for a while.

The Golden Immortal of Miaofa, who was tightly bound in mid-air, let out an almost hysterical howl.

"You can't touch me! I am the Golden Immortal of Wonderful Law, the pillar of the new laws of the Heavenly Court, and the embodiment of the highest avenue in this world! I shine as brightly as the sun and the moon, and I live as long as the heaven and earth!"

Wang Luo frowned slightly, then looked at Zhang Jincheng: "Do you have any energy left?"

Zhang Jincheng nodded: "Until death!"

Although the right hand of the spirit body was scattered due to the backlash, he still had his left hand. As for the blood ink...

The flesh and blood integrated into the Qianxingtai is the actual sustenance of his consciousness at this moment. Once the flesh and blood are exhausted, the consciousness will dissipate and no one can save it... If Xin Heng really has a completed Ningyuan map at this moment, he can still live in the map as a heroic spirit, almost immortal. But now, he has only obtained the identity of a heroic spirit, but has not obtained his own Ningyuan map.

Therefore, if the blood and ink are used up, there will be no Zhang Jincheng in the world anymore.

Therefore, the strokes carved with such a life-and-death determination will be even more powerful!

As the second stroke came down, Zhang Jincheng's entire left hand suddenly disappeared, and even the outline of his entire body became unstable in the shaking.

The evaporation of blood and ink, as well as the backlash on his spiritual body, almost caused his consciousness to dissipate on the spot.

But Shi Suying's name was still clearly printed on the pages, and even after several ineffective strokes, it seemed more stable.

At the same time, in mid-air, Shi Suying had already broken free from the suppression of the Record of Ascension. He tore off the tens of millions of glass silk threads hanging on his body, and laughed wildly.

"It's useless, useless, useless! No one can kill me. The Record of the Exiled Immortals is of no use to me!"

However, this kind of madness could no longer arouse fear in the mortal world. More power came from all directions, from the eighteen counties across the territory. These magics were shallow and weak, and even if they were combined with colored glass threads, they could not withstand Shi Suying's tearing. But billions of threads sprouted, and in that short moment, they did block Shi Suying's steps from descending to the Qianxingtai in the East Capital.

Without Wang Luo's urging, Zhang Jincheng seized the moment and drew another line of blood from the Qianxingtai, wrapping it around his forehead. Then, he tilted his head back, his body gathering strength as if drawing a bow.

This time, he will use everything he has to make this happen.

However, before he could retract his body, he bumped into the Record of Exiled Immortals.

A gentle but powerful hand suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"Okay, let's stop here. I'll make the final touch."

The voice came from behind him, it was undoubtedly Wang Luo's voice.

However, Wang Luo himself was clearly standing in front of Zhang Jincheng!

(End of this chapter)