Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 719: 91. King vs. King

Translator: 549690339

The sea was still bright.

The light shone on the silver-haired man.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread out from the man, but it was restrained by him and did not spread far away.

No one knew what he was enduring at this moment, and no one knew what he was silently chanting.

There seemed to be two dragons fighting in his body, so much so that his skin kept bulging…

Looking closely, there was only one.

This dragon was the vengeful spirit of the Blacktide that had descended. After three hundred years, it had finally walked into the entrance built by the ” True Book “. It was ready to descend into the human world and decide the battle in the human world.

With its arrival, even if there were still mighty figures in the human world, they were destined to be suppressed by it.

In another hundred years, the Ancient Lord would be able to descend openly. At that time, there would definitely be more True Book Passages that would be connected, and more powerful existences would be able to descend.

Now, it was the first Ancient Lord to descend.

Xia Ji was now a combination of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. He had experienced the reincarnation of thousands of lives and understood the truth of the world. He was also the source of the Fire Tribulation. He had more than 600 images. His karma, incense, and spiritual will were all shocking. Although he was not unprecedented, it was indeed worthy to say that he was unparalleled.

Especially after he digested the source of the 13th tribulation and inherited the spiritual legacy of the many Buddhas, his strength took another big step forward.

Spirit was the river, and strength was the boat. Only when the river was vast and the waves were raised could the boat travel further.

The strength of one’s mind would inevitably bring about an improvement in one’s strength. This was also the reason why many people would encounter bottlenecks and no matter how much they cultivated, it would be useless. However, through cultivating their mind and observing the various states of the world, they would be able to have unexpected gains and sudden epiphanies.

The silver-haired man sat on the calm surface of the sea…

In the spiritual world, it was a world-destroying confrontation. It was indescribable and ever-changing.

And if they were slightly weaker, they would be defeated like a mountain, losing their armor and armor, collapsing like an ant nest appearing in a dam, without any chance of turning the tables.

Xia Ji didn’t want to fuse with the vengeful spirits. He hoped that they could rest in peace and get rid of the destructive aura. Therefore, his body was not a vessel, but…The battlefield!

This was the most dangerous battlefield in the world.

It was a king against a king.

It was a person guarding the human world, and no one in the world knew about it.

It was a person who made a great wish to let the dead rest in peace.

The glorious Way does not seek to become a saint, does not need to be known by others, and does not know itself.

He only hoped that his next step would still be on this path, that he would not deviate, that he would not distort, that he would reflect on himself every day, and that he would not slack off.

The battle on the spiritual battlefield was extremely intense. It was many times crueler and bloodier than any battle in the human world.

When both sides fought, at least there was still the exchange of blows.

However, the confrontation in the spiritual world was instantaneous. Endless thoughts collided.

Every part of it was unimaginably intense.

Every place was a demon barrier that could make ordinary people enter the bull’s horn and never come out.

Every place was filled with naked killing.

Where there is no sound,

In the place of thunder.

Xia Ji felt as if endless voices were ringing in his head.

Each voice was his own voice, and also the voice of the person who came.

It was as if tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people were sitting across from each other and discussing something beyond words.

In this place, your thoughts cannot be faked.

There was no way to fool him, no way to argue, no way to say anything that he did not believe in and did not practice.

Such a massacre caused the aura around him to fall into an extremely terrifying and violent state.

In short, if anyone dared to approach him…

He would probably be confused in an instant and become an idiot. He would be full of nonsense and salivate.

Or they went crazy and danced around, not knowing what to say.

But…

He was still restraining himself.

When he was playing chess with the terrifying existence that walked down from the black tide, not only did he not concentrate on fighting the enemy, but he also divided his energy to take care of his surroundings. He even thought that he should not affect innocent creatures.

In the eyes of mortals, this was simply stupid.

However, this was his Dao.

The more he restrained himself, the more he used the seemingly clumsy and stupid methods of mortals to fight his enemies, the more determined his spirit and Dao became.

Water is good at benefiting all things but does not fight for it, and is in the position of being hated by all people.

So …

It’s almost the way.

As time passed,

In the center of the vast ocean,

The silver-haired man in the sea breeze and spring gradually calmed down.

His restraint finally took effect. The terrifying aura that spread out became fainter and fainter. After another four hours of hard work, it completely disappeared, eliminating the last bit of impact on the environment.

It was another twilight, and the blood red flowers shone in the sky.

They turned into thousands of pale red horses and strange beasts, galloping away with the east wind, showing a peaceful appearance.

The white seagull in the distance was initially scared away. At this moment, it flew in a large circle in the distance and came back. It retracted its feathers and landed on a tree. It looked at the silver-haired man sitting motionlessly on the sea from afar.

Some of the fish that had run away in fear returned curiously. In their eyes, the human was extremely calm, but for some reason, he did not move.

Another day passed.

Two days passed.

The sea under the silver-haired man’s seat became lively again.

All living beings naturally desired to improve themselves. And now, these little creatures could faintly sense that ” getting close to this silver-haired man ” meant that they wanted to improve themselves, so they all circled around him.

Dawn and dusk came and went.

There is no Jiazi on the sea, and the time turns and the year is unknown.

Spring into summer, summer into autumn, autumn into winter.

It was snowing heavily.

Xia Ji’s expression became calmer and calmer, like a sleeping baby.

The heavy snow had turned him into a snow eagle on the sea. From afar, he looked like the tip of an iceberg protruding from the bottom of the sea. If a wave came, the snow would be washed away, revealing his appearance.

It was as if he had been stripped away from this world. No matter how the world collapsed or how things changed, he would not change.

The fish were also used to his presence.

Because of his existence, many small fish moved their homes.

Because as long as they got close to the silver-haired man, they would feel comfortable and feel the joy of life being sublimated.

The fish often gathered around him, as if they were worshipping a god, circling around him every day.

Suddenly…

One day.

The silver-haired man opened his eyes.

The war was over.

He raised his head and smiled. He raised his hand and covered it with a snowflake. Feeling the coldness in his palm, his expression suddenly changed and he said,”What kind of weather is this? It’s so cold…”

He seemed to have forgotten about his storage space. He was so cold that he was shivering, like a traveler who had not returned home after getting his clothes wet in the snow.

So, he hurriedly ran across the sea. The fish were surprised to find that this ” statue in the center of their homeland ” actually ran away.

The fish hurriedly chased after him …

But how could she catch up to him?

In just a few breaths of time, the silver-haired man had already disappeared.