Chapter 239 Reorganization of the Dao Heart

Chapter 239 Reorganization of the Dao Heart

Tang Chen glanced at Qing Bao, and her eyes welled up with tears again.

Her Ah Ling was running towards her.

Ah Ling's daughter was also protecting her!

She's so happy, really.

Tang Chen felt a slight swelling in her lower abdomen, as if something was about to break through the soil. Her shattered Dao Heart began to regenerate.

But only she herself could perceive this subtle feeling.

Her inner turmoil seemed to have vanished.

And right now.

Yi Xuan stopped what he was doing and was sent flying by Qing Bao.

He looked at Qingbao, his tone displeased, "How dare you lay a hand on me?"

Could it be that someone like Qingbao, who claims to be fighting for justice for all people, would disregard the lives of all ordinary people in the capital and take action against him?

Qingbao's smile was innocent and pure as she pointed to the ground.

"Is this the barrier you created with your forbidden technique? It's nothing special!"

Yi Xuan lowered his head, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes, "No—"

Bang--

The crisp sound shattered the void, and countless fragments scattered across the world.

A huge crossbow burst forth from the center of the barrier, its tip gleaming with a golden light.

—That is Yixuan's power.

The crossbow slowly flew into the sky, and a person stood on the bowstring. His noble jade-colored robes fluttered, his long hair moved with the wind, and his gentle appearance and aloof expression made him look just like a celestial being who had become a god.

Unfortunately, no.

He is Fu Tu.

The power of vengeful spirits surged around him; though his figure was pure and flawless, the surging power was terrifyingly dark.

"The words of the ancients are not without reason; you can use your own spear to attack your own shield."

This array-breaking crossbow was personally crafted by Yi Xuan and given to Qing Xuan as a magical weapon, capable of breaking all arrays in the world.

It was later damaged, but Fu Tu picked it up and repaired it carefully.

The spirit of the artifact then recognized Fu Tu as its master.

Yi Xuan was quite dissatisfied, "Even a magical artifact would betray its master!"

The barrier breaking is just right; he wants to destroy all betrayals in this world!

"Disciples of Tianxian Sect, heed my command!"

"Disciple is here!"

Countless voices rang out simultaneously, and thousands of longswords stood facing the sky, emitting sword cries in response to Yi Xuan's command.

Yi Xuan's gaze gradually turned cold. "Not a single mortal will be spared!"

As soon as he said that!

The cultivator immediately brandished his sword and began indiscriminately slaughtering mortals.

A homeless little beggar, accompanied by an old woman, kept running, trying to find a place to hide.

The next instant, the cultivator's sword pierced straight through his body.

The fortune of the dead floats into the air and is taken away by Yi Xuan.

Qingbao clenched her fists, her anger blazing, "So you think you have connections, huh! Ghost soldiers, heed my command!"

"exist!"

Wang Sheng suddenly appeared in the mortal realm with countless Yin soldiers, blocking the cultivators from advancing any further.

"This judge grants you the power that as long as the souls of all mortals are immortal, their physical bodies will also be immortal! Protect everyone! Show no mercy to cultivators!"

The strong, clear voice of the little girl shook the heavens, bringing a continuous stream of vitality to the mortal world.

Wang Sheng raised his spear and pierced the murderous cultivator, who was then devoured by resentment.

The soul of the little beggar who died on the ground appeared, and Wang Sheng pressed it back into his body.

The little beggar was brought back to life, but he felt a slight pain in his stomach.

The cultivator is still killing people.

Wang Sheng, accompanied by his ghostly soldiers, continued to rescue people.

In the cycle of repetition.

Yi Xuan has already seized a lot of luck. "Those Yin soldiers are busy rescuing people. What a pity, it's still in my favor. Qing Bao, even if you have someone backing you up in this round, it will only lead to my ascension."

“Is that so? But I think you can’t kill anyone anymore,” Fu Tu said coldly.

In an instant, black energy surged in the human world.

Elder Gua and his fellow disciples led 100,000 vengeful ghosts out, constantly attacking and devouring the cultivators.

There are only a thousand cultivators, but hundreds of thousands of vengeful ghosts and Yin soldiers.

Their sheer numbers alone could turn cultivators into dust.

But who could have imagined it?

Yi Xuan smiled again.

"Do you think I've spent ten thousand years researching forbidden techniques just to absorb some mortal luck?"

The spiritual energy and cultivation power dissipated from the body of the deceased cultivator were directly absorbed by Yi Xuan.

Zhu Yi's physical body directly broke through from the Taixu realm to the Mahayana realm.

Mahayana Buddhism is sufficient.

He can use 80% of the power of his soul.

His divine soul had cultivated for 20,000 years, and his peak immortality power was not something that Qingbao could handle.

Ascension is just around the corner.

As long as we reclaim the Cycle of Reincarnation—

Qingbao's face froze slightly, then she looked at him with disdain, "You even harm your own people, you really... have no martial ethics."

Yi Xuan deliberately caused mortals, vengeful ghosts, and cultivators to kill each other. This way, he could absorb both the fortune of mortals and the cultivation of cultivators, helping Zhu Yi's opportunity to ascend to immortality arrive quickly.

It seems he can't wait any longer.

Yi Xuan didn't care at all.

His attitude is: he won't explain the reasons that need to be explained, nor will he explain the reasons that don't need to be explained.

He did what he did, and he never needed to explain himself to anyone.

He said to Qingbao:

“Zhu Yi has already reached the Great Ascension stage, and is on par with you, but I can now use eighty percent of my divine soul power. Qing Bao, let alone you reaching the Great Ascension stage, even if you add Tang Chen and Fu Tu in front of you, you will only be reduced to ashes and have no chance of surviving.”

The powerful pressure was aimed directly at Qingbao.

Qingbao steadied herself slightly, her little face gloomy.

They are indeed very strong.

But so what? She never backs down because of how strong her opponent is.

If you hit someone, you hit someone; if you did something, you did it.

If you're going to oppose something, then you have to oppose it to the end!

Let's talk after we're dead!

"Is that so? What if we have two Mahayana practitioners?"

At this moment, a clear, cold female voice answered Yi Xuan's question.

Everyone turned to look.

Tang Chen had already stood up, her flowing robes billowing with countless spiritual energies.

She stood on the tip of the umbrella with one foot, and the umbrella spun wildly and roared, with spiritual energy soaring into the sky and stirring around it.

She stood at the center of the enormous vortex, and the cracks in her umbrella were instantly repaired.

The moment the power explodes.

Her cultivation level went directly from half-step Mahayana to Mahayana!