Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 236: The revival of destiny, thunder punishment, and the blessing of the great wizard!

In the vast wilderness, only Shanxun's breath was rising and falling.

The blazing light of the soul radiated across the nine realms and thirteen wastelands, like the sun in the sky, attracting the attention of almost all living beings in the Eastern Origin Realm.

Someone stepped into that forbidden zone that no living creature had ever set foot on since ancient times.

Chu Zheng's breathing became heavier. He felt a pressure that came from above the level of life. This was exactly the same feeling he had when he first met the immortal monk when he was a mortal.

However, this feeling now is a thousand times stronger than before!
The ninth level is already the level of an immortal master or immortal king in the immortal way, and a great sage in the martial way. Zhao Tingxian, currently, has only recently stepped into this realm.

"The Holy Land, it's the energy of the Holy Land!"

Yan Bi's expression was filled with uncontrollable excitement, his eyes were blazing, his body was trembling slightly, and he could hardly suppress his surging emotions.

This barrier has trapped countless creatures in the Dongyuan Realm for millions of years. Now Shanxun's breakthrough has proved that there is still a way after reaching the peak of the Dongyuan Realm.

"It actually succeeded?!" Wan Qiong's face was also full of disbelief. From Shan Xun's body, he smelled a terrifying aura that far exceeded that of the Beast King and was beyond his cognition.

Without a doubt, the one who can do this must be a true sanctuary!

The moment Shanxun broke through the realm, Baihu, who was far away in the Wan family's ancestral land, opened his eyes in a daze.

It let out a low groan from its throat, and the six-colored cloud-hanging wings behind it swayed lightly, rolling up hurricane-like hurricanes of law. It slowly stood up, and its bright golden pupils looked into the distance at the direction where Shanxun was.

After hesitating for a moment, it seemed to have sensed something, a hint of fear flashed in its eyes, and it slowly retreated towards Thirteen Desolates.

The many beast kings surrounding it were all puzzled when they saw this and walked forward with questions.

But the white tiger obviously had no intention of explaining. The beast king who came closer was blown away by its flapping wings. He was seriously injured in an instant, and blood was spilled in the sky.

The gigantic white tiger, riding on the blood waves, flew into the air and fled towards the depths of the Thirteen Wastelands, as if it was escaping in desperation.

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The heavy moonlight condensed into a gauze, hanging on Shanxun's shoulders.

As her cultivation entered a new realm, her appearance had reversed again. She looked to be no more than twenty years old, with long black hair like a waterfall, skin whiter than snow, exquisite features, and eyes as clear as crystal. Deep in her eyes, there was a dazzling divine light.

Under the bright moon, she stood in the air, like a goddess from the Moon Palace descending to earth, overlooking the mountains, rivers and all things, gorgeous and indescribable.

Although she successfully crossed the barrier that no one had ever crossed before, there was no joy on Shan Xun's face. She looked dazed and raised her head to the sky with a somewhat empty look in her eyes.

The six bright moons in the sky had been covered by thick dark clouds at some point, so dense that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

Boom——

Muffled thunder rolled through the dark clouds, producing bursts of lightning that illuminated the sky and the earth. Shanxun's face was as pale as snow.

Chu Zheng, who was standing outside the magic circle, felt a sudden chill in his heart, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him, making him dare not move at all.

This gaze was filled with terrifying divine power, which made him unable to even muster the slightest desire to resist.

He had never had this feeling before, either in front of Zhao Tingxian or now in front of Shan Xun!
The originally dead destiny seemed to be completely activated and entered an unprecedented active state, which shocked Chu Zheng's heart.

The dormant Heavenly Dao was completely revived because of Shanxun's breakthrough!
This was different from the vague flow of destiny before. At this moment, destiny was almost completely boiling, which represented the reaction of the Heavenly Dao in the Eastern Origin Realm today.

With just a little perception, Chu Zheng could sense the violent and irritable aura emanating from Tianyun.

boom!
The light of thunder streaked across the sky, reflecting Shan Xun's pale face. The lightning intertwined into a sky lock, hanging from the clouds, merging into Shan Xun's body, penetrating her flesh, and locking her soul.

A trace of despair flashed in Shan Xun's eyes. In an instant, the shackles of heaven sealed all her killing powers. At this moment, she did not have the slightest strength to make any counterattack.

It was God's will that she die.

As the existence that nurtures all living beings in this world, Heaven holds absolute power over killing. Killing is a right of Heaven, and living beings have no right to refuse.

The lightning intertwined into patterns and in an instant condensed into a sword of heavenly punishment. The tip of the sword pointed directly into Shanxun's sea of ​​consciousness. The soul that was sealed by the chains of heaven was filled with murderous intent.

Evildoers are often envied by God and rarely have a good ending.

Shan Xun borrowed the power of the magic circle and forcibly crossed the restricted area, which has brought down heavenly punishment. Unless he dies, it will not be enough to appease the wrath of heaven.

Yan Bi and Wan Qiong, who were standing by, were also frightened by the might of heaven and could not move even a finger.

"Shan Xun, how can we help you?!" Yan Bi gritted his teeth and stared at the Heavenly Punishment Sword, with visible resentment burning in his eyes.

This is the power of heaven.

Shan Xun shook her head gently, looked up at the sky, her eyes calm. In just a few breaths, she had accepted the outcome of her death.

After a long period of planning, it ultimately failed.

"Gods of Heaven, all the ancestors of the human race, please see my wisdom and virtue. I am the daughter of the Shan family. I have no outstanding achievements in this life, and I have no great achievements that benefit the human race. I have lived a mediocre life. But at this moment, I pray for the protection of the saints with my remaining body. May the gods bless me and protect my human race..."

As Shan Xun whispered, her soul began to disintegrate on its own, emitting infinite divine light.

Wan Qiong and Yan Bi quickly realized Shan Xun's intention, and their expressions suddenly changed.

This is a secret technique of the gods and witches. It involves sacrificing everything about oneself, including the soul, and turning it into a blessing that is magical and extraordinary.

Shan Xun's eyes pierced through the void, looking far to the southwest, locking onto the Beast King who had already returned to the Thirteen Wastelands. He opened his lips slightly and spit out a breath of clear soul light:

"One wish, may the gods bless him, grant him the opportunity to seize the heavens, and help him ascend to the holy land!"

All her killing powers were gone, and the only thing she could use was this blessing before death.

Before she dies, she wants to solve the biggest hidden danger of the human race.

Every time this white tiger revives, it will cause a bloody storm. I will never feel at ease until I see it die.

Since this white tiger was only one step away from the holy land, she simply gave it a ride.

The clear soul light instantly penetrated the four realms and eight wastelands and sank into the body of the white tiger.

In an instant, the white tiger's body froze in the void, and the six-colored divine feathers behind it stretched out wildly, expanding more than ten times, almost covering the sky and the sun.

Although Baihu sensed the crazy surge of power in his body, he did not feel the slightest joy. Instead, his pupils were filled with despair.

"Roar--"

Deafening roars that pierced the sky continued to explode, setting off a wave of terror across the wasteland, and countless wild beasts exploded and died.

The white tiger bit its own body with its own mouth and broke its own wings with its own hands, trying to stop the power that was constantly rising in its body, but it was in vain.

The injuries caused by trying hard were healed in an instant, and the person became even stronger than before the injury.

This is a ninth-rank great wizard who has surpassed the realm of wizards. He sacrificed his soul and everything he has, and the blessing he bestowed cannot be stopped with its current strength.

As its breath surged, thunderclouds surged in the sky above the desolate area, and the lightning intertwined into a lock, nailing the white tiger in mid-air, unable to move.

A similar Heavenly Punishment Sword condensed into shape, and its size was tens of millions times larger than the one above Shanxun's head. The white tiger flapped its wings, still struggling hard, trying to resist.

This action undoubtedly greatly stimulated the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Punishment Sword fell first and slashed into his forehead, instantly tearing him in two. The power of thunder overflowed, and the whole body was instantly charred, with no life left.

Even, not a single fragment of the soul escaped.

The Beast King who stepped into the holy land died without any power to resist.

boom--

A huge charred corpse fell from the void. The blood, flesh and essence inside it had disappeared without a trace. Not a single energy remained, just like the bones of a corpse that had been dead for many years.

The way of heaven is ruthless. In its eyes, there is no difference at all, whether it is human or wild beast.

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After spitting out that soul light, Shan Xun's soul collapsed for the most part, like a candle in the wind, flickering, his aura dropped sharply, and he returned to the eighth-level realm, and then continued to decline uncontrollably.

Once you start praying, there is no turning back.

As her realm dropped, the sword of heavenly punishment in the sky gradually dissipated, the thunderclouds disappeared, and the moonlight once again covered the earth.

Shan Xun's eyes swept across the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and the endless tribes under his feet. There was a trace of attachment in his eyes, and his voice was like the vast night wind, almost inaudible:

"My second wish is... that our race will enjoy good weather and good harvests for ten thousand years, that our people will not be disturbed, and that we will live in peace and health for the rest of our lives..."

As she finished her words, the last glimmer of divine light in her pupils dissipated, and her body was completely swallowed up by the void. Not even a strand of hair was left behind, only a black robe remained, which fell in the wind.

The world was silent, and time and space seemed to have frozen in an instant.

In just a few breaths, Shan Xun made the choice that maximized the interests of the human race, and then implemented it without reservation, without any hesitation or delay.

Chu Zheng stared at the black robe in the center of the magic circle, a little dazed. He had not expected this result at all before he started to set up the magic circle.

This was his first direct contact with the Heavenly Dao, and the feeling was completely different from when he was in the Cang Yun Realm.

The way of heaven, which is uncontrolled by anyone, is filled with primitive brutality and murderous intent, and has iron laws that are completely unbreachable.

If you step into the restricted area outside the rules, there is only one dead end, there is no second way to go, and there is no room for turning around.

Such a way of heaven made Chu Zheng feel a little frightened and a little cold at the same time.

The ultimate goal of all living beings embarking on the path of cultivation is to break free from the shackles on their bodies. However, in such a world without any external interference, how can these living beings control their own destiny?

Yan Bi looked stunned and stepped slowly onto the magic circle, his body unsteady and his steps staggering.

After a while, he walked to the center of the magic circle and stared at the black robe for a long time with empty eyes.

After a moment, he bent down without saying a word, picked up the black robe, folded it neatly, then turned around and walked out of the magic circle.

When passing by Chu Zheng, Yan Bi whispered a thank you:

"Thank you for your help this time. Shanxun has finally seen the scenery of the Holy Land. This life is not in vain."

After saying this, without waiting for Chu Zheng to reply, he had already stepped into the void and disappeared without a trace.

It was only at this moment that Wan Qiong came back to his senses, his expression was complicated:

"I need to prepare to recover our ancestral land, so please do as you wish."

Before he finished speaking, there was no trace of him anywhere nearby.

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The Beast King died, and many beast kings were injured by his madness before his death. Countless wild beasts died. With the joint efforts of the three clans, the beast tide quickly receded.

In the blink of an eye, another cold wave is coming.

The human race's territory has shrunk a lot, but fortunately due to years of war, the reserves of blood, flesh and essence are very abundant, and the Wan Alliance is also recovering lost territory bit by bit.

The golden body of Chu Zheng, like the spring breeze and drizzle, moistened everything silently, and fell into many tribes, and the number of believers increased rapidly.

In addition to his own golden statue, Chu Zheng used the deification method to build a shrine and a golden statue for Shan Xun in the Shan clan alliance.

In the future, as long as the power of incense and wishes is strong enough, Shanxun may be able to return to the world as a spirit of incense one day.

She deserves it.

Although this will have some impact on him and his believers may suffer losses, Chu Zheng does not want to care about these insignificant gains and losses now.

For some unknown reason, Yanbi and Wanqiong did not announce to the public that Shanxun had killed the Beast King. They kept the matter secret and only built a cenotaph for him in a very quiet location where no one would disturb him.

Chu Zheng mentioned it once, but Yan Bi said, "This is an internal matter of the Dongyuan human race, and has nothing to do with Daojun." He didn't dare to ask more.

At the same time, Yan Bi handed over a relic that Shan Xun had arranged to Chu Zheng. This was a spiritual bead prepared for her to select a successor, which contained her lifelong experience in witchcraft.

With the death of the Beast King, the biggest threat has been eliminated, and Chu Zheng's life has returned to peace.

However, the sword of heavenly punishment that day would often appear in his mind, like a nightmare that could not be shaken off.

The authority of Heaven, that unquestionable sword of tyranny, had been deeply engraved in his mind.

Shan Xun chose to take the risk to break through the barrier in order to protect himself and to protect the human race from being invaded by wild beasts.

From the human race's perspective, she did nothing wrong, but in the eyes of Heaven, these were not important at all. In fact, she did not even have the qualifications to resist.

The invincible white tiger was still like an ant in front of the Heavenly Dao. It just had some thoughts of resistance but was killed by the Heavenly Sword first.

This has even cast some shadows on Chu Zheng. He put himself in Shan Xun's shoes and thought about it for a long time. If he were in Shan Xun's position, he would never be able to be so straightforward and decisive.

Similarly, he couldn't think of any way to break the impasse. Even if he had the repair panel, Tiandao wouldn't need to use the second sword to kill him.

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This cold wave lasted nearly a year shorter than the last one.

This should be somewhat related to the large amount of Yin Qi that Shan Xun absorbed when he broke through.

The coming and going of cold waves is a kind of reincarnation, just like the interaction of yin and yang between heaven and earth and the alternation of sun and moon.

During this period of time, Chu Zheng devoted most of his energy to studying the ways of spiritual practice of wizards.

He had promised Shanxun that he would help the witch and get rid of the drawbacks of loneliness.

(End of this chapter)