Young Noble Be Monster Slaying
Chapter 1009: Creation (III)

Chapter 1009: Creation (III)

 

Boooooooooooom!

Doom had arrived. Catastrophe swept across the world, and the living could do nothing but cry out in fear. They were powerless.

The Noble Dharma was hunting down the last few legendary artifacts of the immortal sects, determined to wipe them out completely. Then an intense wave of killing intent surged from the northwest.

At the Divine Ruins Monastery, Bai Wuxiang had finally decided to act.

Yang Buwei stood nearby with a solemn expression. His eyes were filled with hesitation, as if he wanted to speak and urge restraint. However, in the end, he remained silent.

At first, Bai Wuxiang had believed that Chu Liang would be able to defeat the Noble Dharma. That was why he hadn't unleashed his final trump card and had only sent Lu Cang with the Demon-Restraining Rope to complete the set of six demon-eliminating treasures.

No one had expected the Noble Dharma to return from the brink of death so suddenly, nor that he would ascend to the ninth realm with such terrifying power.

Faced with a being that clearly threatened the very Laws of Ascension, Bai Wuxiang could no longer remain idle.

He raised the final Jade Slip of Life and Death and summoned it with great solemnity. With a strand of golden light, he slowly carved the Noble Dharma's name into its surface. This was the last and most dangerous artifact left behind by Hallowed Li. Bai Wuxiang had never wanted to use it, but now he had no choice.

After tens of thousands of years, it was once again Hallowed Li who stood as the world's last hope!

Whoooosh!

Amidst the void above, a faint ribbon of fate shimmered above the Noble Dharma. From the northwest, a surge of divine light shot into the sky, gathering into a radiant golden figure among the layered clouds.

Though the figure of Hallowed Li was really tens of thousands of years away and his face could not be seen, everyone could feel the light radiating from him. The brilliance on his face outshone the sun and was impossible to look at directly.

He conjured a sword from nothing, raised it, and severed the void.

Swissssh!

A sword came streaking from the west like a falling star and struck the ribbon above the Noble Dharma's head, cleaving through his fate!

"Urrghhhhhhh!"

Though he had ascended to the ninth realm and become a Hallowed One, the Noble Dharma was still shaken to his core by that strike. The unseen thread of fate above his head shattered. Nine-tenths of it was severed, with only a few lingering strands barely holding on.

"Impossible!" the Noble Dharma roared in fury.

He raised both hands as boundless vitality surged toward him from every corner of the nine provinces. As the Dao Master of Longevity, he now held control over the life force of the human world.

"I followed your Laws of Ascension and rose to the higher realm! But when I suffered in that realm, where were you? I fought tooth and nail to return, and now you want to take away my fate and end my life? I will not allow it!" the Noble Dharma howled in defiance, pouring endless vitality into resisting the unraveling of his severed fate.

In the distance, only four severely wounded figures remained—Lu Jiuwai, Enlightened Jiuyi, Dhyana Master Dawu, and the Imperial Supervisory Commissioner. Each still held a legendary artifact. Seeing a brief opening, they charged forward, hoping to take advantage of this moment to attack the Noble Dharma.

However, with just a tremor of his body, the Noble Dharma released a surge of golden light that struck them like a divine shockwave, sending all four flying and slamming them into the ground.

The situation had escalated completely beyond their ability to intervene.

All they could do now was pray to the heavens. In truth, they had been doing so for a long time, but the only one who had ever answered was Hallowed Li, from tens of thousands of years ago.

"Aaaarghhhhh!"

The power of that sword strike had reduced the Noble Dharma's fate to a single fragile thread. He crashed hard into the ground. No blood was spilled, but his aura had grown incomparably weak.

Booooom!

As the dust settled, the Noble Dharma's laughter echoed across the battlefield once again.

"Hee-hee-hee..." His voice rang out, sounding like a maniac. "So what if Hallowed Li’s here? Even he can't kill me. There is no such thing as mercy in this world. Only power matters."

When he slowly rose to his feet, the remaining Eminent Ones were overcome with despair.

If even Hallowed Li could not kill him, then what in this world possibly could?

Even in his weakest state, the Noble Dharma was still beyond anything they could hope to resist.

Hallowed Li had done everything he could, but the mortal world no longer had the strength to carry his will forward.

While the others stood frozen in hopelessness, Lu Jiuwai let out a furious roar. "Even if I die, I'll knock out one of his damn teeth!"

Drawing on the unyielding spirit of the Great Astral Sect brothers, he then charged forward with all his strength!

Boooooom!

His punch landed squarely on the Noble Dharma, but the latter borrowed the momentum from that punch to hurl Lu Jiuwai back to the ground.

Blood trickled from the Noble Dharma's nose and mouth, a clear sign of how much that sword strike had cost him. At this point, he was visibly weakened. Even so, most of the powerful human cultivators had already fallen or were on the brink of death. In his current state, he might have been gravely injured, but the remaining forces from the immortal sects still couldn't stand against him.

The Noble Dharma looked down at Lu Jiuwai as if staring at an insect and growled with venom in his voice, "Die!"

Just as his right hand was about to strike, a sudden gale howled through the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder. This time, it was even more violent than before.

The Demon-Refining Pagoda had returned!

Far off in the distance, the Imperial Supervisory Commissioner's eyes narrowed. For the second time today, he cried out in disbelief, "Chu Liang?!"

Boooooom!

The Demon-Refining Pagoda came crashing down on the Noble Dharma's head. Once again, countless divine chains surged out and coiled tightly around him, recreating the very same scene from before.

Though he had ascended to the ninth realm, Hallowed Li's strike had nearly brought about his death. In his current state, he might not be any stronger than he had been earlier.

But Chu Liang had clearly risen to yet another level.

"Devil!" Chu Liang roared. "Your retribution has come. Not even the Great Dao of Longevity can save you now!"

"Aaagh! You're still alive?!" the Noble Dharma shouted in fury.

Those were the kinds of words he was used to hearing from others. Yet now, he found himself shouting them at Chu Liang. It almost felt as if Chu Liang was the one destined for immortality.

Why is it so hard to kill him? the Noble Dharma thought.

Just then, in that brief moment of deadlock, Lu Jiuwai snapped back to his senses. He twisted his body and flipped upward, then struck out with both legs. It was a fierce and thunderous kick, carrying the full force of his life's cultivation.

With that, the Noble Dharma was sent hurtling straight into the Demon-Refining Pagoda!

In the most critical moment, one could always count on the brothers of the Great Astral Sect!

With that kick, the Noble Dharma's fate was sealed.

BOOOOM!

Noble Dharma had been grappling with Chu Liang, but the kick sent him flying. He flew straight up, completely out of control, and hurtled straight toward the falling Demon-Refining Pagoda. The two came together in a collision that seemed destined from the start.

Whoosh!

The one who had slaughtered countless lives was finally sealed inside the Demon-Refining Pagoda.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Even inside the pagoda, the Noble Dharma continued to struggle with everything he had. Chu Liang immediately sent his divine sense into the pagoda to check on him.

He saw the Noble Dharma cloaked in golden light, bound by countless divine chains inside a massive iron cell. Yet, even now, he thrashed about without pause. This was the first time Chu Liang witnessed a demon who could still fight even after being locked inside that prison!

Nevertheless, this was where the Demon-Refining Pagoda held full control. Its ability to suppress demons might have weakened, but its power to refine had become even more fearsome.

Chu Liang gritted his teeth and slammed his palm onto the word "Refine."

Booooom!

A violent burst of crimson light exploded from all directions. It burned even hotter than Samadhi True Fire. The Noble Dharma let out a scream so full of pain it seemed to tear through both flesh and soul.

"Aaagh! You can't do this to me! This world owes me, ahhh, I'm just taking back what's mine! What did I do wrong?! I once followed the rules! I once showed compassion! But who ever showed me mercy?!"

His screams were met with Chu Liang slamming the word "Refine" over and over.

Smack, smack, smack, smack.

Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.

Blazing crimson light burst out again and again, refining a living being in the harshest of fires!

At last, amid the blinding flashes of light, the Noble Dharma vanished completely. Only a wisp of pure white radiance drifted out from within.

…

"Is it over?"

Atop one of the peaks of the Celestial King Sect, a shadowy figure quietly appeared.

It was the Heavenly Star Grand Ancestor.

He had always been someone with great endurance. Now, he felt the Dao essence in the world gather and disperse, and the limits on his cultivation return, then fall away again.

It seemed that the Hallowed One had only emerged briefly.

After Baize was killed, the Heavenly Star Grand Ancestor had become humanity's final hope. Yet, no one had called on him to join the battle at the Brilliant Mountain of Yin. Instead, he did what he knew best; he endured in silence.

He stayed hidden, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

And as it turned out, he had done an excellent job of hiding.

Now, the shackles of heaven and earth had loosened once more. Those standing at the brink of ascension had been given another chance.

But...

The Heavenly Star Grand Ancestor's eyes slowly lit up.

"Wuchao is dead… the Divine Phoenix of the West Sea is dead… Baize is dead… and the Noble Dharma must be dead too… Doesn't that mean my time has come?"

He raised his hands in excitement, trembling uncontrollably. As long as he rebuilt the Star-Gathering Formation, he could fulfill his grand aspiration in the shortest time possible. No one in the world could ascend faster than him now. He could already begin to celebrate.

From this moment on, history will remember my name. For the next thousand years, from the icy plains of the Northern Regions to the Ruins of Return in the South Sea, my name will be praised across the land.

My name will be… Hallowed Gou[1]!