Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate
Chapter 948 - 782: The True Guang Ming (Three-in-One Subscription)_4

Beside him at this moment, there was a gigantic alloy cage towering ten meters high, inside which a seductive figure was bound to a crucifix.

This was none other than the 'Fate Weaving Concubine' Su Luoli, who had been escorted here by Number 1 and Number 13.

"Speak," Lin Rui, clad in Hidden Dragon battle armor, crossed his arms and gazed calmly at the busy mechanical masters operating various intricate instruments, "What urgent matter do you have that necessitates seeing me in person?"

Su Luoli's eyes were fixed on Lin Rui, her gaze showing a complex mixture of scrutiny and curiosity.

Her bloodline power allowed her to perceive every minute change in her surroundings, and she could even glimpse parts of the future. Su Luoli had earned the title 'Fate Weaving Concubine' because her threads could manipulate and weave the fates of others to a certain extent.

At this moment, she was using this unique perception ability to explore the essence of Lin Rui.

With each heartbeat, Su Luoli could feel a vast and boundless force emanating from Lin Rui, a divine power unique to transcendent beings.

This power was not merely a sense of oppression but contained a profound and pure hope and light, as if capable of piercing through all darkness and confusion in the world.

It was like warm sunlight pouring into the depths of Su Luoli's soul, enveloping her heart in an unprecedented tranquility, as if she was bathed in a serene radiance. In this glow, all pain, fear, and anxiety were soothed away.

Her bloodline power began to flow within her body like a trickling stream merging into rivers, lakes, and seas, gradually resonating with the divine power emanating from Lin Rui.

Su Luoli couldn't help but squint her eyes, realizing that this man was the hope she had been seeking—definitely not that so-called Hope Venerate!

"True light lies beyond the heavens, in the Void Realm, after pain and despair!"

Su Luoli's lips curled slightly, "This is a prophecy from a Tenth Realm Stargazer. I know where he is, and this person knows the method and path to enter the realm of truth. That is what I wanted to tell you."

Lin Rui was taken aback by her words, then fell into deep thought.

The realm of truth?

He nodded slightly, his eyes profound, "I hope you didn't deceive me. Once the battle in the Southern Continent concludes, we will discuss further."

Lin Rui instinctively felt that this so-called 'realm of truth' held great significance for him.

However, the impending battle in the Southern Continent would be a crucial confrontation concerning his fate and survival.

The Great Sun Venerable had already set up an enormous sky-covering net over there, waiting for him to step into the trap.

If he couldn't pass this crucial test smoothly, all he had achieved so far would turn to dust, not to mention exploring any realm of truth.

Before this war ended, Lin Rui was determined to stay focused, putting all his effort into confronting this life-and-death duel.

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At this moment, at a port on the southern side of Iron Island in the Central Continent, the pitch-black heavenly curtain was being torn apart by scarlet and bluish-green tail flames. A total of one hundred twenty-seven Heavenly Demon warships tore through the clouds like titanic iron beasts and descended slowly.

The Divine Power Dharma King stood solemnly on the docks, his figure robust, muscles like sculpted rock, respectfully bowing his head, "Niu Tao welcomes the two Vice Sect Hierarchs from afar, but I wonder what urgent matter the Main Temple has that requires such a grand mobilization?"

"How would I know why the Main Temple suddenly issued such absurd orders?"

The Wan Yan Master, draped in a fiery red robe, flew down from the air.

His robe fluttered in the wind, like leaping flames, resembling a living fire god. The anger and dissatisfaction in his eyes almost transformed into tangible flames, "To suddenly assemble all Fourth Realm and above elites at your Iron Island district is beyond reckless! With the already tense situation in several districts of Da Liao, diverting forces here is akin to destroying our own Great Wall!"

Hearing this, Niu Tao frowned, "Two Vice Sect Hierarchs, I am also very perplexed by this matter. The Main Temple's directive came suddenly, and all our communication with the Main Temple from Iron Island has been completely severed, making it impossible to reach any Main Temple higher-ups. Something unusual must be going on! Could there be an internal issue within the Main Temple?"

He had always harbored ambitions of leading the Iron Island district independently. However, with the new King Ming's ascension and gaining high recognition from the Radiant Holy Altar and Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire, his reputation in the sect rose. He gradually eased his ambitions for independence.

Yet, today's ruckus from the Main Temple fueled his fury.

This time, only the Fourth Realm and above elite Martial Cultivators and Priests were being mobilized from several districts in Da Liao and Great Wei. However, from Iron Island, all Priests and the Protecting Sect Divine Army, along with believers of Second Realm cultivation and above, were required to be mobilized.

At this moment, Wan Lei Yuanjun also descended from the sky, clad in silver-blue battle armor, with the power of thunder faintly encircling her surroundings, her expression stern, brows furrowed.

She exchanged a look of surprise with Wan Yan Master, then nodded slightly, "It's quite possible, this is no ordinary matter. The Main Temple is led by the Bright Sage Master Gong Bonan, Wisdom Divine Envoy Xiao Xingyi, Judgement Divine Envoy Zhuang Fatian, and Shancai Divine Envoy Zhao Chongling, who are always cautious in their actions. It's rare for them to issue such significant orders without any explanation and without the Regent Deputy's co-signature."

She was also quite annoyed by the Main Temple's orders.

However, what concerned Wan Lei Yuanjun was that all communication channels with the Beicheng District were similarly severed.

What on earth was going on?

"Let's wait and see, we will know the truth soon after meeting the people from the Main Temple."

"I see, this must be the handiwork of that 'King Ming'," Wan Yan Master snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "Just a puppet fostered by the Invincible Dharma King, brazen enough to dictate to us—it's simply outrageous!"

"Vice Sect Hierarch Wan Yan, mind your words! King Ming's status is noble, and his achievements are laudable. His reputation in the sect is very high, and we should not speak ill without cause."

Wan Lei Yuanjun shook her head, thinking that this Sect Hierarch wasn't as incompetent as Wan Yan Master claimed.

In the past two years, the revival of the Divine Sect was evident, and the current King Ming's achievements were substantial.

Moreover—

Wan Lei Yuanjun looked up at the sky, gazing at the ninth Abyss manifesting on the heavenly curtain.

She had some plans in the Heavenly Demon Origin and was closely connected with certain figures in Purgatory. Recently, she had received some rather incredulous information.

Wan Yan Master, however, seemed indifferent, a dismissive expression on his face, wanting to say more but ultimately holding back.

He had made up his mind; if this wasn't the work of that 'King Ming,' then so be it. But if it was, he would surely teach that young man a lesson!

That young man had sat in the position of King Ming for over two years, perhaps accumulating some power, but did he truly believe that his limited cultivation and strength could allow him to manipulate the sect as he pleased and dictate to them?

Just at this moment, a low, rumbling sound suddenly echoed through the sky, as if the heavens and earth were trembling.

The three of them looked up simultaneously, witnessing the heavenly curtain being torn apart, the pitch-black night sky sundered with innumerable beams of radiant light bursting forth from the rift, descending like a cascade from the galaxy, illuminating the entire port and the surrounding area for miles.

Following this, massive warships slowly emerged from the rift, their hulls gleaming with a cold metallic luster, runes and energy circuits flowing over their surface, emitting powerful energy fluctuations. These warships descended like iron behemoths from the heavens, densely packed like a steel cloud, overshadowing the entire heavenly curtain.

The various Star Destroyer Cannons mounted upon these Heavenly Demon warships were as dense as a forest, each one massive as a mountain, seemingly the arms of an ancient Demon God, extending from the sides or tops of the vessels. The cannon bodies, crafted from special alloys, were covered with mysterious and complex runes, within which blue and scarlet energies flowed, crawling over the cannon bodies like living creatures.

As the warships slowly descended, the air at the port seemed to freeze, so oppressive it was difficult to breathe.

"What is this?"

Wan Yan Master couldn't help but widen his eyes, unable to conceal the shock on his face.

He opened his mouth, trying to speak, but found his throat parched and unable to utter a word.

Niu Tao's expression was as heavy as iron — could this formidable Heavenly Demon fleet be related to the Main Temple?

They could clearly perceive that inside these warships, at least twenty thousand formidable and vast auras and blood energies were present, belonging to Dragon Transformation Martial Artists and their Battle Dragons. These auras and blood energies converged, forming an invisible tide that surged wave after wave, leaving their breaths caught.

Simultaneously, a vast divine power descended from above, as dazzling as the scorching sun, yet as heavy as Mount Tai!

Rays of resplendent golden light shone through the gaps in the warships, piercing down like golden swords, stabbing into the earth.