Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1142: Chapter 627: My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s

Roar!

A thunderous roar, like a sudden clap of thunder in a clear sky, echoed through the Cloud Sky, instilling a primal fear deep within one’s heart.

The gray light, the fog image, the serpent shadow—all were obliterated by the thunderous roar, transforming into nothingness under the lightning.

Zhao Sheng thrust his right fist forward with great force, unleashing a power as if pushing mountains and crushing peaks. With one punch, he sent the axe blade flying backward, though his fist too was drenched in blood.

His body also descended by more than ten feet,

Immediately, Zhao Sheng’s figure flickered and he instantly appeared behind the one-eyed elder, striking out with a finger. The brilliance of his will burst forth, condensing into a purple Thunder Sword, slashing at the person’s back.

The one-eyed elder’s will force field lasted only for an instant before being pierced by the sword, creating a through-and-through wound on his back, with blood gushing uncontrollably.

This person was indeed formidable, silently operating his will force field, instantly transforming the gushing blood into a vast blood-colored mist, enveloping the Void within a radius of a hundred feet, including Zhao Sheng within.

Unfortunately, the person was ultimately a step too late, as Zhao Sheng had already teleported away.

"Damn it, it hurts too much! Xue Tan, if you don’t go all out now, I won’t stick around," the one-eyed elder shouted fiercely, having reconstituted the Soaring Snake Dharma Form, toward the nine-winged Gu Huo Bird (sickly-looking great Han) not far away.

"Indeed, we can’t hold back any longer. Chong Xuan, you hold on for a moment. I’ll wrap up this Mystic Turtle soon..." The sickly-looking great Han responded immediately.

As he spoke, an odd chanting sound emanated from his mouth, and his skin began to show a strange red hue, growing dense lumps like skin rashes that rapidly spread, soon covering his entire body.

Amidst a somewhat pained groan, the sickly-looking great Han’s aura surged, and the Will Dharma Form, nine-winged Gu Huo Bird, swelled several times in size, exuding a blazing, imposing majesty.

Each of its feathers was hundreds of feet large, and a gentle flap created a raging storm.

At this moment, a human figure suddenly appeared in the Cloud Sea hundreds of miles away.

Zhao Sheng lightly stepped on the clouds, gazing towards the Xuankong Mountain at the horizon, a hint of strange light in his eyes. Above him floated a mass of purple electric light, churning fiercely, as if eager to form a Kui Niu Dharma Form.

However, Zhao Sheng forcefully suppressed the impulse in his heart, striving to prevent the Kui Niu Dharma Form from fully emerging.

"Since you have already arrived, why do you lurk in hiding?" Zhao Sheng suddenly turned to the left Void and spoke in a cold voice.

No sooner had he spoken than the Cloud Sea suddenly roiled with waves, and a slender figure emerged from the Void, hovering mid-air. It was the masked woman from before.

At this moment, she was enveloped in a halo of rosy glow, appearing sacred and solemn, her aura transcendent, like a Fairy descending from the Nine Heavens.

Beside her was a young scholar in a pale Daoist robe, accompanying her.

He wore a silver Jade Pendant at his waist and held a white folding fan. His tall figure and handsome features seemed no different from an ordinary person, yet he was, in fact, a high-level soul puppet.

"Haha, a Returning Void Puppet?!" Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but lick his lips, a soft chuckle escaping him.

With that, he lightly raised his right hand, removing the Kui Niu Treasure from his face, revealing an elderly visage.

The masked woman slightly parted her rosy lips and asked in a cold voice, "This opportunity is once in a Hundred Lifetimes; why don’t you fight for it with all your might? Compared to other great villains and evildoers, I favor you becoming the Master’s disciple."

Zhao Sheng hovered in mid-air, tightly gripping the Kui Niu Treasure in his right hand to maintain control, while saying, "I appreciate the Fairy’s favor, but my abilities are inferior to others, so I might as well give up ambitions early and preserve my life."

The masked woman responded immediately, "I don’t believe you! You clearly have unparalleled Talent, having already mastered the Time-Space Shifting Great Divine Power, comprehensible only above the Longevity Realm. With such astonishing Talent and mastery over Thunder Law Divine Skills, who else but you could emerge as the final winner?!"

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s heart trembled violently, thinking to himself, "Could the ’Longevity Realm’ she refers to be the True Immortal Realm? Feng Fengzi once said, the fourth of the Nine Void Realms is also known as Longevity Heaven, a mysterious place only True Immortals can tread. Her words corroborate this claim, indicating it’s not baseless."

In a swift mental turn, Zhao Sheng responded thus: "Everyone has their own aspirations, why should the Fairy be insistent?"

Upon hearing this, the masked woman’s gaze flickered, "You don’t know what kind of great opportunity you’ve abandoned. You must know the Master is a Gold—"

Mid-sentence, her entire being trembled violently, instantly freezing in place, unable to speak.

The next second, she returned to normal, but her tone shifted abruptly, coldly saying, "...Do as you please! Yu Lang, we’re leaving!"

At this moment, the young scholar beside her suddenly gave Zhao Sheng a slight smile, then followed the masked woman, disappearing into thin air before Zhao Sheng’s eyes.

Zhao Sheng watched as the two vanished, a trace of hesitation surfacing in his eyes.

He looked up, casting a glance at the distant Xuankong Mountain, recalling all the peculiarities from before. His gaze sharpened, reaffirming his conviction.

"Golden Immortal, Great Luo... my destiny is mine to control, not the heavens!" Zhao Sheng murmured to himself, then released his right hand, casting the Kui Niu Treasure down into the Cloud Sea.

Then, with a thought, his figure vanished instantly above the Cloud Sea.

...

After a dizzying spin, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes again to find himself back in his Dao Field, surrounded by a barrier shimmering with a faint white light, with walls and floors smooth as jade.