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Chapter 320 - 181 Embracing the Void: The First Divine Mandate (6/3, multiple updates today, taking a leave tomorrow)

Chapter 320: Chapter 181 Embracing the Void: The First Divine Mandate (6/3, multiple updates today, taking a leave tomorrow)

"You..."

The Western Patrol Envoy hadn’t had the chance to let out a roar of rage before his head exploded once again, yet his body continued to retaliate, gathering his whole body’s strength to chop down from above. A Great Stele-Felling Hand struck An Jing’s crossed and stacked arms!

Bang!

A dull sound of metal clashing with metal rang out, and An Jing, like an iron stake, was slammed into the ground by He Wuchang’s counterattack, his entire knees buried beneath the layers of rock and soil.

Surrounding ground formed a handprint-shaped crater with An Jing’s body as the center.

But seizing this opportunity to retreat and regrow his head, He Wuchang widened his eyes in disbelief at the sight before him.

In front of him, An Jing had already pulled out his legs, and indeed, there was a blood-colored handprint on his arms, but his flesh and bones were intact, and his momentum was not diminished but increased, climbing higher and higher like a fierce fire brewing oil!

Taibai Disaster-Felling Calamity-Breaking Bright Spirit Divine Prohibition... Nine Prohibitions Divine Skill.

"Proving Staunch White"

The utmost sturdiness cannot be worn down, the utmost purity cannot be stained even in pitch blackness. The Nine Prohibitions run through one’s limbs and torso, muscles and meridians, bones and skin, connecting inside and out, merging body and soul. Once the Staunch White Divine Skill is activated, An Jing becomes one inside and outside, able to disperse all absorbed force to every corner of his body and then unload it to the outside.

When He Wuchang hit him, it was like hitting an iron pillar with extremely high resilience yet a hardness comparable to solid mysterious iron; even if it left some marks, it would never cause him severe injury.

But what truly made He Wuchang incredulous was something else.

Both the Mars Blood Fiend and Taibai Gold Fiend, two immensely pure Evil Qis, were circulating around An Jing, bringing up flames of blood and gold color.

And the face of ’Jing Xuan’ had vanished, revealing to He Wuchang... a face that he had seen countless times through the Water Mirror projection, one engraved in his heart!

"An Jing!"

With a fierce howl, He Wuchang finally understood everything!

So that’s how it was. From beginning to end, there was only one An Jing... No wonder Dust Li had no reputation, no wonder Mingguang Dust mysteriously gained a disciple in Kanming City, no wonder Jing Xuan was so powerful yet nobody could trace his origins, no wonder this guy had taken the initiative to strike, killing the scouts he had sent out...

All these clues had long been compiled, but who could have guessed the truth before it was revealed?

Who could have thought, it was all him! Divine Mandate! An Jing!

An Jing did not respond to He Wuchang; he had already thought of how to help Mingguang Dust, how to help his own master.

Sun and Moon Without Light, were it the common interpretation, would suggest malicious spirits ravaging the world, endless Demonic Qi covering the skies and blocking the sun, causing all of Heaven and Earth to lose their light and become dim.

But An Jing knew very well that Mingguang Dust had mastered the Fate Altering Technique, and his Sun and Moon Without Light meant that his own splendor was like the great sun, making all other stars and moons lose their light!

If so, then it was time to make him famous. The grandest name that could gather the attention of all those who were watching this scene.

This way, his master, too, could gain some benefits.

But before that, he himself must deal with his own ’Human Tribulation’.

An Jing stared intently at He Wuchang in front of him, as the sky full of rain drifted down, only to be turned into white mist by the Blood Fiend around him, then recondensed into rain by the Gold Fiend and gathered in place.

He raised his hand, all the mist, all the rainwater, and all the Inner Breath Essence Qi, along with the previously flung Purple Glowing Dual Maces, all flowed towards An Jing’s hand.

In the process, the essence of the Purple Glowing Bright Gold Dual Maces was continuously extracted and refined. In mid-air, they corroded and dimmed, turning into ordinary iron, but two orbs of Purple Sunlight shone brilliantly, following An Jing’s will, transforming into a double-edged sword with a long ridge.

"Coalescing Qi into Soldiers"

And...

"Dissolving Troops into Spirit."

Clutching the long sword in his hand, behind An Jing, the Blood Fiend and Taibai stars appeared together, the Divine Skill of Taibai Erosion and Soaring was awakened – dissolving myriad troops to forge a spirit, gathering myriad spirits into a weapon!

This sword was neither iron nor steel, neither real nor ethereal. With killing Sword Qi for its spine and the essence of the Five Metals for its edge, it was the essence of the Heaven’s and Earth’s negative Qi condensed, the energy of myriad spirits’ destruction transformed. Without form or substance, it could evolve into many weapons, cut through thousands of armies, hold the power of life and death, and command the fate of myriad spirits!

Its name was "Killing Life"!

—This was to be the final strike.

By now, An Jing and He Wuchang had both exhausted their trump cards, riddled with wounds, and a sense of realization dawned in their hearts: this was the final strike, no matter who won or lost.

Therefore, with no words exchanged, He Wuchang once again condensed his own Blood Blade, while An Jing firmly gripped Killing Life.

Thunder roared.

—Boom!!!!

Under the thunder light, two figures broke through the rain curtain and collided with a bang!

With this collision, rolling air waves surged in all directions, at the center of the Kanming government courtyard, a giant rainless void suddenly stretched out and then fiercely contracted, collapsing.

Both figures seemed to pause for a moment, then just like evenly matched rivals, retreated simultaneously.

He Wuchang’s body bent backward, stumbling dozens of steps before halting his retreat, and the Blood Blade in his hands dissipated as he fell to the ground.

While An Jing was flung backward into the air, crashing into a puddle and causing a massive splash.

But within He Wuchang’s heart, there was an immense thrill: "I won!"

Just now, he had gone all in, even abandoning the suppression of Mingguang Dust on the other side, harnessing strength from his true form across the distance, and with a terrifying force several times stronger than that bolstered by An Jing’s Divine Weapon, he had directly shattered An Jing’s sword momentum—though at the cost of completely destroying the structure of this Dharma Body, which was set to dissipate soon.

But it was all worth it! As long as he could capture An Jing, his advancement to Manifesting Holy was inevitable! As for Mingguang Dust... ha, looking at his pathetic state, even without my suppression, he would probably be slain by that swordsman of unknown origin anyway!

[What kind of Horizontal Training Cultivation Technique does this An Jing have? It’s excessively sturdy!]

Slowly rising to his feet, He Wuchang took a deep breath, getting ready to seize An Jing who was very likely severely wounded and on the brink of death.

But to his surprise, he saw An Jing also rising to his feet.

The sword in his hand had not fallen, the act of Killing Life was not severed.

All He Wuchang saw was An Jing, spitting out mouthfuls of fresh blood, holding the Killing Life sword and laughing as he mustered his energy, a fierce and unmatched flame lighting up around him.

—How is that possible? With such injuries, how could he possibly still muster energy...

An Jing, unaware of He Wuchang’s bewilderment, simply raised Killing Life and stabbed through the air.

[Wounding Sword Qi]

Hum.

Suddenly, He Wuchang felt his body lighten, relax.

With that realization, he looked down at his body, only to see a huge hole, transparent front to back, where his flesh, bones, and spine were shattered.

Instantaneously, over one-third of the Blood Fiend was eradicated—even a Dharma Body that lacked vital points now had a critical weakness.

[I’m defeated... Three Grandmasters, and even surrounding a young one with Divine Repository, we were all counter-killed...]

That was all he managed to think before He Wuchang’s Blood Fiend Dharma Body crumbled and dissipated into nothingness.

He had disintegrated.

In the distance, deep within the mountains.

He Wuchang’s true form suddenly oozed black-red curse blood from all orifices like molten iron, his vital energy dissipated, and he collapsed powerlessly, prostrating on the altar.

"It’s over!"

But he had no time for anger, as endless panic filled the heart of the Western Patrol Envoy.

Because he sensed that within his Blood Curse Great Formation, the loss of his suppression had halted the descent of Mingguang Dust’s energy.

It was even... showing signs of growing rather than diminishing!

Elsewhere, within Kanming City.

An Jing struggled to stand up.

His injuries were severe, but the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban was truly a top-level Immortal God Cultivation Method. As long as he had a breath left, even with completely broken bones, An Jing could forcibly maintain physical movement with Inner Breath, let alone that his injuries were not that grievous.

At this moment, he connected with the Kanming Bell using Emperor’s Blood and issued an order, "Next, project my voice and Divine Sense as far as possible... The farther, the better, and the more people who hear it, the better."

Meanwhile, high above in the sky.

Mingguang Dust, engaged in a fierce battle with the Mysterious Swordsman, suddenly felt the pressure around him lighten and immediately realized that it was due to the failure of He Wuchang’s Blood Curse suppression.

Logically, even if He Wuchang was beaten until his Essence Qi and Divine Repository were disturbed, he shouldn’t have lost the ability to maintain the Blood Curse. To achieve this result, damage to the Divine Sea and Divine Repository was necessary.

And according to what the Northern Patrol Envoy, Lin Yongye, had said... He Wuchang had embodied his Soul and Spirit to find trouble with An Jing.

That being said... could it be?!

In the next instant, Mingguang Dust heard it—the voice coming from the direction of Kanming City was like the bellows of his own disciple!

And the content of that voice made his expression change drastically, mixed with both complication and relief.

[I am the True Transmission disciple of Bright Mirror Sect, the lord of Dawn Brightness Hall, Mingguang Dust’s student, Jing Xuan!]

[Also, I am the renegade from the Heaven’s Will Demon Sect and the Chief of Hanging Fate Manor, An Jing!]

Without any concealment or disguise, An Jing’s voice echoed throughout the heavens and the earth: [Today, with the body of Inner Strength, I have slain two sect masters of Zuohuan Sect and Huangyang Sect, as well as the Western Patrol Envoy of the Heaven’s Will Demon Sect, He Wuchang, in Kanming City!]

[To prove that I am the first in Embracing the Void lineage to receive the Divine Mandate!]

As soon as these words were out, immediately, both inside and outside Wild State, and all around Northern Border, all the powerful experts from various factions secretly observing the chaos around Kanming were shocked and astounded!

All eyes turned toward Kanming City, toward An Jing...

Toward Mingguang Dust!

At this moment, how could the light of the sun and the moon be more brilliant than that of this master and apprentice?

—The sun and the moon grew dim, and the world was devoid of light!

Suddenly, Mingguang Dust, who thought he was on the verge of burning out, had his spirit surge violently, skyrocketing!

His spirit climbed step by step, even reaching a limit that he himself could not possibly imagine!