Chapter 312 Top of the Heaven List
The storm caused by the appearance of the new Saint had just calmed down.
Above the Heaven Tablet, new names finally appeared again.
"Second Place: Tianjue Holy Land!"
Before the declaration of the Yellow Turban Strongman had finished falling, the entire Heaven Tablet suddenly trembled violently.
A dazzling golden pillar of light over three zhang in diameter shot into the sky. It bombarded the "Tianjue Pavilion" where the Tianjue Holy Land was located like a jade pillar holding up the sky.
What flowed within the pillar of light was no longer runes, but chains of Dao Principles resembling miniature flood dragons.
The ground of the square cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, and several disciples of small sects were directly blown away by the air waves.
Wang Yanqing stood tall atop the pavilion, his purple-gold crown turning to fine powder amidst the golden light.
When the first wisp of clear light touched his crown, the Saint Lord of Tianjue suddenly let out a roar that did not sound human. His skin began to peel off piece by piece, revealing thousands of earthworms burrowing underneath.
"Sect Lord!"
The elders of the Tianjue Holy Land retreated in terror.
When the second wave of golden light poured into his body, the mutation became even more severe. Wang Yanqing's spine suddenly pierced through his back, the ghastly-white bones inching higher, twisting in mid-air into the shape of a massive white bone tree.
At the ends of the branches hung nine skulls, with blood-colored flames dancing in their hollow eye sockets. His legs melted and recombined, transforming into three bone spikes resembling scorpion tails, piercing deep into the foundation of the pavilion.
Chu Shanhe, watching from afar, suddenly covered his chest. He, a newly ascended Saint, actually felt heart palpitations!
Just when everyone thought a mutation was about to occur, the third wave of golden light poured down like a heavenly river. Wang Yanqing's twisted body suddenly froze, and all anomalies began to reverse.
The giant white bone tree shrank back into his spine, the peeled skin reattached, and even those three scorpion tails lost their ferocity, turning into ribbons of colorful laws.
"Condense!"
With a shout, Wang Yanqing's newborn Saint Body finally took shape. His entire body was as if carved from obsidian, with every inch of skin covered in blood-colored Dao runes.
When he opened his eyes, his pupils had transformed into two rotating blood-colored vortexes. Wherever his gaze landed, fine cracks appeared in space.
"Boom!"
A resonance of heaven and earth even more terrifying than when Chu Shanhe broke through rang out.
What appeared behind Wang Yanqing was not a Dharma Idol, but the phantom of a battlefield filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Countless divine weapons floated and sank in the sea of blood. Each emitted a baleful aura that made even Saints palpitate.
"Another new Saint!"
"Another sect with two Saints in one gate!"
"Mad! Completely mad!"
The entire square boiled over completely.
But what was even more chilling was that everyone's eyes turned in unison toward the direction of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion. That terrifying power, which already possessed two Saints, was now almost certain to lock in the top spot.
If they were really like the Chu Family and the Tianjue Holy Land...
Wouldn't that mean...
Three Saints in one sect!
What a terrifying thing this is!
Since the beginning of records in the Xuanying Continent, there has never been an occurrence of three Saints in one sect!
But the third and second places have already produced Saints!
The first place surely wouldn't be worse than the second or third!
Everyone was filled with anticipation in their hearts.
Perhaps today, new history for the entire Xuanying Continent will be created!
Finally—
"First on the Heaven List—Immortal Spirit Holy Land!"
Accompanied by the soul-shaking roar of the Yellow Turban Strongman, the entire Heaven Tablet trembled violently. It was as if shaken by an indescribable power.
In an instant, a dazzling golden pillar of light over five zhang in diameter shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption. It pierced straight into the clouds, as if to tear this heaven and earth apart.
This pillar of light was like a heavenly river hanging upside down, carrying unparalleled might. Like a roaring giant beast, it bombarded the direction of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion with the momentum of ten thousand thunderbolts.
What was astonishing was that what swam within the pillar of light was no longer those mysterious runes, but the shadows of countless golden dragons baring their fangs and claws.
Each of these golden dragons emitted a heart-palpitating pressure. Even strong experts in the Heaven Human Realm could not help but feel their gall bladders shudder with fear.
They shuttled and swam within the pillar of light, as if displaying a kind of supreme power.
And the ground of the square, cast from extraterrestrial meteoric iron, actually could not withstand the impact of this powerful force. It collapsed several inches with a loud rumble!
This scene left everyone dumbfounded. They could not imagine what kind of terrifying energy was contained in the Heaven Tablet's blessing for first place.
The entire Heaven Tablet Square instantly became deathly silent. Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.
Their faces held shock, fear, jealousy, envy...
People began to speculate one after another, what kind of terrifying benefits would the Immortal Spirit Holy Land obtain?
This first-place Heaven Tablet blessing seemed to have another essential difference from the second to tenth places. The benefits it brought were likely unimaginable.
In this silence, time seemed to have frozen.
Everyone was waiting nervously, expecting to see what kind of grace the Immortal Spirit Holy Land would receive.
But just at the moment when the golden light was about to pour onto the head—
"Clang!"
A plain white figure floated up gracefully.
"What?"
"Does she want to enjoy the blessing alone?"
As soon as this thought rose in everyone's minds, they saw Lin Wan standing in the void. The instant the three-foot green sharp sword in her hand left its sheath, the entire heaven and earth fell silent.
The sword body looked ordinary, yet it brought up ripples of visible space in circles as it left the sheath.
"Sever."
A word spoken lightly, yet it shook the clouds like a decree from heaven.
Where the sword edge passed, space was neatly sliced open like a piece of brocade.
That vast pillar of light, enough to create a Saint, was actually split in two by this sword!
"Boom—!!!"
The severed golden light exploded in the air into a sky-full of light rain.
In every drop of light rain was wrapped a small golden dragon. At this moment, it was as docile as a firefly, drifting down towards the three hundred and sixty-five pavilions.
Where the light rain touched, vegetation grew wildly, spirit medicines matured, and even the most ordinary bluestones took on a jade-like luster.
"This, this, this, this, this..."
"What a waste of natural resources!"
"She actually..."
After the initial shock, countless greedy gazes locked onto the sky-full of light rain.
When the first bold cultivator attempted to draw in the light rain and succeeded, the entire square instantly fell into madness.
"My bottleneck has loosened!"
"This, this is even purer than direct initiation!"
Cultivators of various sects displayed their special abilities. Some activated magic treasures to draw it in, some opened their mouths to swallow it like whales, and some even jumped directly from the pavilions and rolled on the ground, trying to stain themselves with more light rain.
Even the cultivators of the Tianjue Holy Land and the Chu Family disregarded their dignity and joined the scramble one after another.
Old trees drenched by the light rain suddenly bloomed and bore fruit, their branches hanging heavy with vermilion fruits overflowing with spiritual energy.
Only within three zhang of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion was an eerily cleanliness maintained.
All light rain would be bounced away by an invisible barrier when approaching.
Lin Wan stood quietly in the void, her plain white robes motionless in the violent wind.
Her gaze remained locked on the top of the Heaven Tablet—
Only she could see that there, in the core of the originally pure pillar of light, strands of blood color were beginning to seep out.
Chen Xingcai lay prone on the railing, her small face full of confusion:
"Eldest Senior Brother, why is Martial Aunt..."
"Shh."
Xiao Chen pressed down on his little junior sister's shoulder,
"There must be a reason for Martial Aunt's actions. We should just wait quietly."
At this moment, whether it was the low-ranking Immortal Spirit Guards or Xiao Chen and the others, they all watched coldly as countless sects madly scrambled for these shattered light rain, as if watching a farce.
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