All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 748 - 102 Waiting for You to Fight (4000)_2

Chapter 748: Chapter 102 Waiting for You to Fight (4000)_2

But this time, all sides are targeting the Bright Mirror Sect, or using the Bright Mirror Sect as a cover to deal with other forces. If Chenyinzi made a move, it would certainly be met with opposition from others.

[The most important thing is, you don’t need to do such things]

Chenyinzi spoke in a grave tone: [The Sects take in disciples and impart Cultivation Techniques with a purpose. Each disciple has their own mission, which is related to the needs of the Sect]

[All Sects in the Huai Xu Realm pursue the supreme Great Dao, the realm beyond Lingxiao, walking their unique paths. Our Bright Mirror Sect follows the path of ’Reflecting the World in a Mirror, My Intent Surmounting Lingxiao.’ It is about using our hearts and souls as a mirror to reflect the myriad dust of the world, the infinite natural wonders, creating and shaping the world and nature... Although we have not achieved full mastery, this path has already reached the Pure Yang Realm, and in this universe of all heavens, it is indeed extraordinary!]

[For such a large Sect, each person’s mission is unique. Some are passionate about traveling and making friends, walking the world for the Sect and spreading its fame; some are good at Magical Combat and pacifying chaos, Subduing Demons and Vanquishing Fiends, they become Envoys of Conquest expanding the Sect’s territory]

[Some are adept at human affairs, knowing people well and managing a region, guarding the foundations for the Sect; others read extensively, possess deep insights, pioneer new approaches, and innovate Cultivation Techniques]

[There are also individuals with exceptional talent, capable of continuing legacies, breaking chains, and elevating the Sect’s Great Dao]

[And you, An Jing, with your talent, you are such an individual, you are the ’Daoist Disciple’—The Sect has no demands of you, you only need to cultivate the best Cultivation Techniques, become the strongest Cultivator, fully master all of the Bright Mirror Sect’s Basic Divine Skills, and then if possible, take one step forward!]

[Even if you can’t take that step, it’s okay, because as long as you exist, you can ensure that our Bright Mirror’s true methods remain unbroken and continue to thrive!]

"I didn’t realize I was so important."

An Jing was somewhat surprised. According to Chenyinzi’s words, the Bright Mirror Sect seemed to be cultivating him like a second Supreme Elder Lord Cheng Guang—The Sect Leader was not even necessary, because the Sect Leader only exists when there is no Supreme Elder Heavenly Lord. Truly talented individuals who are focused on cultivation will not become Sect Leaders, as it wastes time on cultivation or doing great deeds.

[Of course, you are important. You have already made a great impact, accomplishing things that affect the entire world. For at least the next five hundred years, you don’t need to worry about undertaking any great tasks. As such, the Sect naturally sees you as the most stable Daoist Disciple]

Sighing, Chenyinzi looked at An Jing with a complex expression: [If this were ancient times, you would be the very legacy the Sect would fight to the death to protect. You wouldn’t need to practice any Art of Combat, all Divine Skills would be used to deduce the Basic Divine Power, and then command the Great Dao. By that time, having sufficient Divine Skill, you become even more powerful!]

[But now, you’re using yourself as bait... This is truly a waste. I would rather throw Guangchen out as bait than see you go]

"Grandmaster, you’re mistaken."

An Jing lowered his gaze, and as he breathed, strands of bright white-golden light began to overflow and settle from his body: "You think I can continue the legacy of the Bright Mirror Sect and make it flourish... I am the ’successor’, the ’pillar and foundation,’ the core of the Sect, I need to focus on these tasks, hard to be distracted, and shouldn’t put myself in danger. Even if the Sect perishes, as long as I live, I can pass on the Sect’s teachings."

"But, that’s too boring. If I can’t eliminate those hidden evil ghosts and venomous snakes, then what’s the use of inheriting the true teachings? If the Sect is gone, what can I, the Daoist Disciple, do?"

"Grandmaster, I feel that, in today’s Huai Xu Realm, the real Dao only emerges from battling and slaying—creating in isolation won’t yield anything worthwhile, only through the clash and collision of Dao with other powerful beings can we forge a Dao that is truly solid, one that will never erode nor fall for eternity."

As he spoke, three stars faintly appeared behind An Jing.

Two stars shone with white and red, while the third star glowed with a dark ink-blue light, appearing as if about to fade into obscurity.

This was not an unawakened state... On the contrary, this was part of an astral phenomenon.

[Morning Star Eclipse]

This star represents Winter Water, intelligence, listening, the qi of slaughter, the image of battle, both emerging with Taibai from the east.

If its light does not appear for a moment, then harmony will not be restored for a moment; if it doesn’t appear for four seasons, the world will certainly fall into chaos. When Morning Star and Taibai appear together and encounter stars in battle, a great war is bound to happen.

With the three stars shining together, An Jing’s gaze grew brighter. He looked down upon those scattered in chaos searching for him in the mountains and valleys, clenching his fist.

Then, he swung his fist towards the sky.

Boom. The thunderous roar erupted on the ground.

A streak of red-gold light shot up from the ground, piercing straight into the Heavenly Dome.

In that instant, atop the mountain ranges at the outskirts of Red Tower City, the night rain and thunder parted ways.

With a supremely concentrated burst of fist intent, layers of clouds dispersed, revealing the light of the stars and moon behind, shining down on the peak of that mountain.

Above the heavenly dome, the milky way flowed, the moonlight shimmering, and a tiny figure stood on the cliff’s edge at the summit, standing firm with fists embraced.

Everyone lifted their heads, gazing in that direction, towards the dazzling starry river, seeing the figure enveloped by the crimson fiendish Qi under the star and moonlight.

Whether they were passersby, resting merchants, martial artists on a march, or heavenly demons and monsters lurking in the wilderness, all creatures instinctively directed their gaze towards there; some in shock, some in fear, some puzzled, and some in ecstatic thrill.

But only a few truly understood what that light of fist intent represented.

The city lord of Red Tower City, Bai Luo, stepped out of his residence with utmost haste; Da Chen’s undercover agents immediately transmitted their thoughts; Taiming Sect’s Dark Hands were stupefied before swiftly initiating a secret message to their sect; the scouts of Tianyi Demon Sect faithfully recorded everything, while the True Talismans of the Shangxuan Sect flickered, causing cultivators millions of miles away to furrow their brows.

They all couldn’t comprehend what this scene was for, nor did they understand the intentions of the one who had revealed himself.

Only in the ancestral homeland of the Bright Mirror Sect could an old martial artist vaguely understand the true thoughts in that young martial artist’s heart.

— Do you feel that all challenges and disasters should be faced and overcome head-on, otherwise, it would be an injustice to your talent and fate pattern?

— Do you think that you should surmount all hardships, and if not, everything in this world would be too dull for you?

Too arrogant.

But for some reason, Chenyinzi could understand this confidence, could appreciate this arrogance.

Perhaps because they were both martial artists, because all Life Holders, all who tread upon their own paths of fate, yearn for that persistence hidden in their blood and souls, and for the essence of true strength.

So he was willing to believe, to believe that An Jing could do it.

[Understood]

Chenyinzi spoke in a deep voice: [Since you wish for it, then go ahead and do it. Face all challenges head-on, confront every calamity, vanquish all foes... This is the path of your Dao.]

[Even if it might be impossible, I will uphold the Dao for you—I can hold back others just as they can hold back me, but I too can stall other Manifest Saint True Monarchs who attempt to make their move against you]

"Thank you, Grandmaster."

An Jing smiled, surveying the heavens and earth, feeling the boundless and unceasing gazes from all directions cast upon him, filled with numerous hostilities, malice, curiosity, and greed.

They coveted his fate pattern, his legacy, his life, and his treasures. All the greedy enemies were right before his eyes.

Nothing could be better.

"You want to find me?"

He stepped forward, crossed the precipice, and walked upon the mountaintop. Wherever he went, the night rain turned to ice, forming a staircase, while the crimson fierce flames blazed intensely, drawing the surrounding thunder and lightning, illuminating the world in a pale hue.

"I am right here."

Three stars revolved behind him, as the young martial artist looked down upon the earth, looked down upon the multitude of enemies.

"Waiting for you to battle."