pjbooks Chapter 252 Ten Thousand Against One? I Have the Complete Advantage!
Chapter 252 Ten Thousand Against One? I Have the Complete Advantage!
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At the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.
Li Jun glanced back at the Taoist temple.
The small Taoist temple had mottled blue tiles and walls.
It appeared exceptionally quiet in the moonlight.
The master is inside.
Little Lingxi is inside.
That was his home.
Li Jun withdrew his gaze and looked towards the East China Sea.
There, infinite divine light is approaching.
An overwhelming pressure is pressing down on the coast of Great Xia.
Li Jun took a deep breath.
Then, he took a step forward.
boom!
His figure appeared instantly a hundred miles away.
At the same time, boundless spiritual energy converged from all directions.
The spiritual energy was so dense that it almost materialized.
They converged behind Li Jun, coalescing into a phantom that was a hundred feet tall.
The phantom looked exactly like Li Jun.
A handsome face, a plain-colored Taoist robe.
His whole body radiated boundless divine light.
The divine light was dazzling and illuminated half the sky.
And at the very moment the phantom materialized...
The ley lines, which were still restless after being suppressed, instantly became a bit more subdued.
It was as if they were intimidated by some powerful force.
The earth, which had been trembling violently, began to stabilize.
Those mountains that were growing at an alarming rate have stopped growing.
Those rivers that were changing course are beginning to recover.
The earth, which was being torn apart, began to heal.
The entire Great Xia Dynasty is recovering to its state before the ley lines erupted.
No, it's not a recovery.
It has simply returned to its previous state.
But the earth and mountains became increasingly profound.
The raging power of the earth's veins was forcibly extracted by an invisible force to strengthen the foundation of the Great Xia Dynasty and nourish this land.
Furthermore, the entire Great Xia Dynasty began to rise in a geographical sense.
In the coastal areas, the coastline recedes gently, revealing large areas of seabed.
Those places that were originally covered by seawater have become new land.
Those places that were originally shallow seas have become mudflats.
The territory of the entire Great Xia Dynasty is expanding at a visible speed.
Li Jun continued his journey towards the East China Sea, step by step.
Every step taken is a journey of a hundred miles.
With each step he took, the shadowy figure behind him grew a hundred feet taller.
The first step, a hundred feet.
The second step is two hundred zhang.
The third step is three hundred zhang.
……
His pace was neither hurried nor slow.
But with each step, the earth trembled.
With each step, the earth's ley line power was suppressed to some extent.
The towering peaks of Daxia have stopped growing.
The river, which had changed course, returned to its original location.
The torn earth has healed anew.
All that violent earth vein power was used to strengthen the foundation of the Great Xia Dynasty.
The mountains became even more majestic.
The river became wider.
The earth became even heavier.
The entire Great Xia Dynasty is undergoing earth-shattering changes.
……
Holy Light Church Headquarters.
In the enormous conference hall, the Pope and Saint Ambrose were watching satellite images.
The image shows the map of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Those green areas represent land.
Those blue areas represent the ocean.
And at this moment, they clearly saw—
Those green areas are expanding into the blue areas at a visible rate.
The coastline is constantly receding.
The land is constantly growing.
"What...what's going on?!"
Even the Pope's voice sounded slightly off.
St. Ambrose stood beside him, his face extremely grave.
He could sense the faint power emanating from the direction of Daxia.
That power was so strong that even he, who had once stood at the pinnacle of sainthood, felt a chill run down his spine.
"That person... has made a move..."
he murmured.
Before he could finish speaking...
The screen suddenly went black.
"What's going on?!"
The Pope suddenly stood up.
The technical director replied in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty... the power that the Great Xia just unleashed in a single instant was too strong..."
The Pope frowned.
"Did the monitoring device explode? Fix it quickly! We need to know what happened on the Great Xia side!"
The technical supervisor shook his head and swallowed.
"It wasn't just the monitoring device that exploded..."
He paused, his voice trembling even more.
"Just a moment ago, all the satellites we deployed in space that were aimed at Great Xia... lost contact."
The Pope was stunned.
He stood there, mouth agape, unable to utter a word for a long time.
All the satellites.
All of Daxia's satellites are aligned.
Have they all lost contact?
Doesn't that mean...?
Are they now completely blind?
St. Ambrose was also stunned.
He stared at the black screen, his eyes filled with shock.
"A mere burst of power... caused all satellites to lose contact..."
he murmured.
"What level of power is this...?"
No one could answer him.
The conference room was deathly silent.
……
New World, Paranormal Research Bureau.
Jason stood in front of the big screen, staring at the equally blacked-out image, his face ashen.
"Satellite lost contact?!"
His voice was almost a shout.
"All the satellites aimed at Great Xia have lost contact?!"
The technical supervisor nodded, sweating profusely.
"Yes, Chief..."
"It's not just our satellites, Europa, Gris, White Elephant... all the satellites aimed at Great Xia have lost contact..."
Jason was stunned.
He stood there, his mind blank.
All the satellites aimed at Daxia have lost contact.
This means that at this moment, the entire planet Earth lost its monitoring of Great Xia.
This means that no one can see what is happening in Great Xia.
This means that the person who made the move didn't want anyone to see it.
"this……"
Jason opened his mouth, as if to say something.
But in the end, he said nothing.
He just slumped in his chair, staring at the black screen, remaining silent for a long time.
……
The Gris Federation, Kremlin.
Ivanov stood by the window, holding a telephone in his hand.
On the other end of the phone was the voice of the head of the technical department.
"Your Excellency, all of our satellites aimed at Great Xia have lost contact..."
Ivanov remained silent for a few seconds.
Then, he slowly began to speak.
"understood."
He hung up the phone and continued looking at the eastern sky.
That's the direction of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Although he couldn't see it, he could feel it.
A power that made his very soul tremble was rising there.
"Great Xia...Master Li..."
he murmured.
"You...you...what kind of being are you?"
……
Varanasi, the land of the white elephant.
The four-armed deity stood atop the temple, gazing at the eastern sky.
His face was full of solemnity.
"This power..."
He murmured.
"How is that possible..."
He could sense the power emanating from the direction of Daxia.
That power made even a god who had descended to earth feel a sense of insignificance in the face of heaven and earth.
"The Great Xia Dynasty... actually has such an existence..."
His voice was filled with barely suppressed fear.
He originally thought that the immortals and gods of the Great Xia had all perished in that great calamity.
Even if some survived, it would be impossible for them to revive at this time.
But now...
That force clearly indicated that someone was making a move.
Moreover, the level of that power far exceeded His imagination.
The four-armed deity remained silent for a long time.
Then, He closed His eyes again.
"Looks like those Sakura guys... are in for trouble..."
He murmured.
……
On an unnamed island in the South Seas.
The man in ancient armor was hovering in mid-air, looking at the northern sky.
His face was filled with horror.
"This...this is..."
His voice was trembling.
"A Golden Immortal?!"
"No...no...not a true Golden Immortal..."
"But this power... is already infinitely close to that level..."
He hovered there, his whole body trembling.
"Those idiots in Sakura... what kind of being did they mess with..."
He murmured.
Then, He turned and disappeared into the depths of the island without looking back.
He wants to hide.
The farther away you are, the better.
……
The border of the Great Xia Dynasty.
The gods hiding in the shadows were completely dumbfounded.
They stared wide-eyed and gaped as they looked toward the direction of the Great Xia, sensing the terrifying aura of the suppressed, turbulent earth veins.
"This...how is this possible..."
A divine voice spoke, trembling.
"That Taoist priest Li... isn't he a human from this era? How could he be so strong?!"
Another deity spoke up, his voice filled with disbelief.
"According to the Great Xia's classification... this is probably already comparable to the power of a Golden Immortal..."
"How many years has it been since the spiritual energy revived? How could he possibly have cultivated to this level?!"
The third deity murmured, his voice filled with deep frustration.
They are all deities from various divine realms.
Before the end times, they were beings who could command the wind and rain.
But now...
A human being born after the end of the Dharma has actually possessed power far exceeding that of the ancestors in their prime.
This completely overturned their understanding.
"No wonder……"
An elderly deity spoke, his voice hoarse.
"No wonder the Cherry Blossom Gods had to pay such a high price before they dared to make a move..."
"If they don't sacrifice the entire Sakura Kingdom to restore their strength, they will have no chance against that person."
"Even if... I regain my strength, it's not certain..."
He didn't finish speaking.
But everyone understood what He meant.
Even if the Cherry Blossom Gods recovered seventy or eighty percent of their strength, they might not be able to gain the upper hand against that Taoist Master Li.
Because that force was simply too strong.
They were so powerful that even the onlookers felt despair.
"Let's keep watching..."
The elder deity spoke.
"The Cherry Blossom Gods are about to clash with that one..."
"Then we'll know... just how strong that person really is."
The gods all nodded in agreement.
They held their breath, staring intently in the direction of Daxia.
waiting.
We await the impending collision.
……
Above the East China Sea.
The speeding cherry blossom gods stopped once again.
This time, it wasn't Amaterasu who ordered it to stop.
Rather, they stopped on their own.
Because they sensed it.
I sensed that terrifying aura rising from the Great Xia.
All the gods looked up toward the direction of the Great Xia.
Then they saw it.
A towering, ethereal figure was seen slowly rising from the earth of the Great Xia Dynasty.
The phantom was radiating boundless divine light.
The divine light was dazzling and illuminated the entire sky.
And the aura of that phantom...
So powerful that even from a great distance, they still felt short of breath.
"This...this is..."
A divine voice spoke, trembling.
"A Golden Immortal?! How is that possible?!"
"How can there be Golden Immortals in the Great Xia Dynasty now?!"
Fear, like a plague, spread among the cherry blossom gods.
They stared at that towering figure, their bodies trembling.
That was a fear from the depths of the soul.
It is the instinctive fear that subordinates feel when facing superiors.
Amaterasu's expression also turned extremely ugly.
But not because of fear.
Instead, it was anger.
He stared at the phantom, his golden eyes burning with fury.
"I cut off my three flowers, and dispersed my five elements..."
He spoke through gritted teeth, enunciating each word clearly.
"You bastard... how dare you use my opportunity to protect those ants!"
His voice was filled with anger and heartache.
The three flowers on the top of the head and the five vital energies in the chest are the foundation for becoming an immortal golden immortal.
That innate spirituality, from the moment it is born, is characterized by the convergence of the three flowers and the perfection of the five elements.
They don't even need to cultivate; they can naturally achieve the Golden Immortal status simply by waiting for the spiritual tide of heaven and earth to reach its peak.
But now...
That bastard actually cut off his own three flowers and dispersed his five elements!
He used all the opportunities that originally belonged to Him to stabilize the earth veins of Great Xia and to protect those ants!
How could Amaterasu not be furious?
How can I not feel heartbroken?
In His view, that innate spirituality, those three flowers and five energies, were already His possessions.
As long as He can enter and rule Bactria, He can take everything.
But now...
That bastard ruined everything himself!
Just then.
Tsukuyomi flew closer, her voice trembling slightly as she asked, "Big sister, what do we do now?"
He also sensed that terrifying aura.
He also knew that the being was far stronger than they had previously anticipated.
Amaterasu gave Tsukuyomi a cold look.
Then he looked around at the gods who all looked terrified.
"What should we do?"
His voice was cold and contemptuous.
"Of course, we'll continue with our plan."
"That guy has now crippled himself, and his strength is at most on par with mine. Moreover, he also needs to focus on stabilizing the Great Xia's ley lines..."
"What do you have to be afraid of in this situation?"
After saying this, Amaterasu radiated boundless divine light.
The divine light was dazzling, like the sun falling to earth.
He first flew toward the coastline that was already visible in the distance.
The gods, including Tsukuyomi, looked at each other in bewilderment.
Then, they gritted their teeth and quickly followed.
Yes.
That being's strength was at most comparable to that of Amaterasu Omikami.
And they also have 100,000 gods.
The advantage still lies with them!
……
On the shore of the East China Sea.
The coastal residents, under the organization of the night watchmen and the military, have been urgently evacuated to safe areas.
They stood in the makeshift shelter, looking out at the distant coastline.
On the sea, the waves were surging.
In the sky, countless rays of light are approaching.
Those lights grew brighter and closer.
at last.
They stopped.
It hovers above the East China Sea.
The light faded, revealing the figures inside.
Countless gods, densely packed, covering the sky and the earth.
They floated in the sky, looking down at the earth and the people below.
Those faces were filled with indifference.
It was full of arrogance.
Amaterasu stood at the very front, her golden eyes sweeping across the coast of Great Xia.
"This is the Great Xia Dynasty..."
He murmured.
"It truly is a treasure land."
He took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the gods behind him.
"Gentlemen, please follow me down."
"Let the people of this land witness the majesty of Takamagahara."
The gods shouted in unison, "Yes!"
The sound was deafening and resounded through the sky.
Amaterasu nodded in satisfaction, then took a step and descended downwards.
Tsukuyomi, Takemikazuchi, and others followed closely behind.
Ten thousand gods transformed into countless streams of light that fell from the sky.
Their figures grew lower and lower.
Getting closer.
The waves on the sea became calm under their oppressive power.
The clouds in the sky were dispersed under their oppressive power.
The people in the shelter were all looking up at the sky.
Looking at the rays of light descending from the sky.
Panic spread through the crowd.
"What...are those things?"
"Is it a deity? A deity from the land of cherry blossoms?"
"What are they going to do?!"
"Can...can we hold them off?"
Whispers rose and fell, and fear etched itself on everyone's face.
Just then.
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
"Look! What's that?!"
Everyone looked up.
Then they saw it.
On the sea, figures clad in ancient armor appeared.
Some carried long spears, some carried waist knives, and some carried bows and crossbows.
Their aura was far less powerful than that of the cherry blossom deities.
But standing there, they were like mountains.
They stood in front of the cherry blossom gods.
"That is..."
Some people recognized the figures.
"Those are heroic spirits! They are the heroic spirits of the Anxi Protectorate!"
Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.
And those heroic spirits are now forming a battle formation.
Han Tieyi stood at the very front, holding a long sword.
Behind him were 827 heroic spirits.
They stood in formation, their armor gleaming with a cold light.
Their faces were either resolute, delicate, weathered, or youthful.
But their eyes all looked the same.
firm.
calm.
There's still a sliver...
Treat death as home.
Han Tieyi watched the cherry blossom gods getting closer and closer, and gripped the long sword in his hand tightly.
"Brothers."
"Then we'll stay here."
Even if...
He paused.
Even if my soul is scattered to the winds.
"We must hold on."
Eight hundred and twenty-seven heroic spirits simultaneously gripped their weapons.
They didn't speak.
But their eyes said it all.
They were soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.
They are the heroic spirits of the Anxi Protectorate.
A thousand years ago, they fought and died on the battlefield for this land.
A thousand years later, they are still willing to fight for this land once again.
Even if this time, it's a true annihilation of the soul.
Also do not hesitate.
The Cherry Blossom Gods are drawing ever closer.
The auras of 100,000 gods converged, forming an overwhelming pressure.
The oppressive force was so great that it caused the sea surface to sink.
The pressure was so great that even the sky trembled.
Han Tieyi felt the oppressive aura and his body sank slightly.
But he did not back down.
The heroic spirits behind him did not retreat a single step.
They stood in formation, like a Great Wall of Steel.
They stood between the cherry blossom gods and the coast of Great Xia.
Takemikazuchi was the first to fly out from the procession of the cherry blossom gods.
He was a hundred feet tall, wearing ancient armor and wielding a huge katana.
It was surrounded by lightning.
He looked at Han Tieyi, and at the eight hundred heroic spirits.
His eyes were full of disdain.
"You're nothing more than an Earth Immortal, yet you dare to obstruct us True Gods?"
He spoke, and his voice was like thunder, echoing across the sea.
Han Tieyi remained silent.
He simply gripped his long sword tightly and stared directly at Takemikazuchi.
There was not a trace of fear in his eyes.
Takemikazuchi was enraged by that look.
How dare a mere Earth Immortal look at Him like that?
He raised the katana in his hand.
Lightning flashed across the blade.
"Ants."
He uttered two words.
Then, he cleaved down with a single stroke.
boom!
A massive blade of light, crackling with boundless lightning, slashed toward the eight hundred heroic spirits!
The blade's edge stretched for a thousand feet.
Wherever it passed, space itself was distorted.
The sea was split open, forming a deep trench.
Han Tieyi looked at the blade of light and raised the long sword in his hand.
"Brothers!"
He roared.
"Form ranks!"
"Charge!"
Eight hundred heroic spirits simultaneously raised their weapons.
Their auras converged.
A golden light screen formed, blocking the way in front of them.
boom!
The blade's edge struck the light barrier.
The light screen trembled violently, and cracks appeared on it.
The cracks became more numerous and denser.
then……
Click!
The light curtain shattered.
The eight hundred heroic spirits simultaneously let out a muffled groan.
Their figures suddenly became much dimmer.
A trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of Han Tieyi's mouth.
But he did not fall.
The spirits behind him did not fall either.
They remained standing there, blocking the path of the cherry blossom gods.
Takemikazuchi watched this scene with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
But it was just an accident.
"That's interesting."
He said.
"But that's all."
He raised his katana again.
This time, the lightning on the blade was even more intense.
"One cut."
He said.
"This strike."
"I'm sending you all to your final resting place."
The words fell.
He cleaved down with his sword.
This strike was stronger, faster, and more ferocious than the last.
Even before the blade's edge arrived, the terrifying pressure already made the bones in Han Tieyi and the others creak and groan.
Han Tieyi knew that they couldn't withstand this strike.
But he did not back down.
The spirits behind him did not retreat either.
They raised their weapons, ready to receive the final blow.
In coastal areas, people gathered in shelters were filled with worry upon witnessing this scene.
Someone covered their mouth.
Someone closed their eyes.
Some people shed tears.
They knew that those heroic spirits were fighting for them.
They are fighting for the Great Xia.
But they could see that those heroic spirits couldn't withstand this blow.
At this moment, Han Tieyi stood there, watching the approaching blade of light.
There was no fear in his eyes.
Only regrets remain.
pity……
They couldn't hold out until His Majesty arrived.
The blade's edge fell.
Lightning flashed.
But at this critical moment...
A person suddenly appears out of nowhere.
He was dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, with a handsome face and an upright posture.
He appeared out of thin air in front of Han Tieyi.
It appeared beneath that thousand-foot-long blade of light.
Then, he raised his hand.
With just one finger, he blocked the massive blade of light that Takemikazuchi was unleashing.
boom!
The blade struck the finger, unleashing a deafening roar.
Visible shockwaves spread in all directions.
Giant waves, hundreds of feet high, surged across the sea.
The earth was trembling violently.
But that person didn't move an inch.
His fingers were like pillars supporting the sky.
Unshakeable.
Takemikazuchi's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
His single strike was enough to shatter mountains.
Now someone has blocked it with just one finger?
How is this possible?!
The man looked up at Takemikazuchi.
His eyes were calm and profound.
Like a bottomless pool of water.
Then, a faint voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth:
"You have insulted the heroic spirits of my Great Xia Dynasty..."
"How do you want to die?"