Chapter 1244 - 325: Fierce Battle, Reversal

Chapter 1244: Chapter 325: Fierce Battle, Reversal

In the eyes of Immortal Venerable Changzhen, this is simply an incomprehensible matter, converging two future timelines with such a vast multitude of beings, how many are there?

Is this divination that individual life can withstand?

Using Ning Zheng’s digitization to express, the fortune of a normal Extreme Path Immortal Venerable, under the full configuration of a Supreme Treasure divine outfit, is estimated at merely ten to twenty trillion.

He manipulated over a hundred trillion for the divination, far surpassing the terrifying power tenfold of your fully equipped Extreme Path Immortal Venerable. How could the opposite withstand it?

Is there really such a monster in this world?

"This Xi Rong does have some tricks."

Immortal Venerable Changzhen’s stern face showed a hint of surprise,

"No wonder these old Ancient Immortal Venerates conducted a thorough screening, searching for anomalies throughout the River of Time, capturing me and having me deal with him."

Immortal Venerable Changzhen’s thoughts quickly spun, soon guessing a hint of possibility.

"The other party might have secretly taken a significant step in the Auspicious path, already showing some stance of an Auspicious Immortal Venerable, able to withstand the onslaught."

His combat intelligence was equally strong and instantly discerned the opponent’s weaknesses.

"I’ve intercepted Xi Rong’s fortune acquisition channel, the opponent is like rootless duckweed, able to withstand once but not twice or thrice!"

"I only need to continue attacking, one day, two days, constantly divining, continuously extracting Human Path Fortune, and he will have that one day he cannot withstand."

He chuckled lightly, sat cross-legged, and quietly overlooked the Immortal Realm.

Now, he is Xi Rong.

The people in the Immortal Realm who worship Xi Rong are all his aids!

Help him kill Xi Rong... helpers!

How could he possibly strike against the loyal Xi Rong in the Immortal Realm?

He silently comprehended the various contracts, slaves, twins, various divine techniques creating ties between heaven and earth, constantly perfecting his great path,

"This way, it adds more fun to this game."

...

On the other side.

Countless nebulas sweep over a rainbow-encircled world.

The painter revealed a trace of serious demeanor, "This time, I was harshly set up by those Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerables of the past."

Originally, indeed, he wanted to aid Xi Rong, deliberately creating a parallel space-time Daoist platform.

The environment had the advantage.

Xi Rong should have the advantage.

As someone who enjoys the fun, naturally, he wanted to balance the gap between both sides, helping the weaker side to make the fight more thrilling.

But even he could not foresee doing a good deed with bad outcomes.

If he hadn’t painted this platform and went on with the usual combat, this Immortal Venerable Changzhen at most would absorb a wave of Xi Rong’s gathered fortune to bolster himself!

Though strong, it’s not until invincible desperation.

But he painted a few more Golden God’s Taoist systems, making the entire parallel world follow Xi Rong’s believers in a suite.

Instead, he forcefully aided him, doubling the boost from believers!

This is the situation seen before us.

Otherwise, the Golden God could have dragged the start, look for opportunities, even use the mask to replicate the opponent’s divine techniques, and use the strengths of others to defeat them.

At the start, the Golden God was instantly killed.

This burden, the painter must bear ninety percent!

"They are truly ruthless, stationed at Time Gate, obstructing retreat routes, even making it difficult for me to escape."

The painter showed some heavy expression.

He never underestimated the prehistoric Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerables, if they were simple, they would have been overthrown long ago.

Yet still got calculated once.

And now he himself is in danger too.

After divining Xi Rong, they’ll begin divining his true form as the painter.

How can this be resisted?

"I can’t sit idly by anymore, even I must join the battle." The painter understood this is no longer about arena martial arts.

This is a chaotic battle, a life-and-death war.

If the lips die, the teeth grow cold, he can’t escape either.

Though he still has some retreat paths, escaping to the past to ask Xian to help block those stationed at the city gates Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerables...

But it would require a huge price from Xian, and he would owe Xian a favor again.

Unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn’t do this.

Favors are easy to owe, causes and effects are hard to repay.

How about helping him spend fifteen million years to raise another Jiu Shui afterward?

At this point, Night Mad Cultivator panicked too, "Sir, this false Xirong Manor Master holding on for us, once he dies, the real Xi Rong will be our next!"

"Then what do you think should be done?" The painter said calmly.

Night Mad Cultivator said, "The current plan is to follow his path, prove his way. Temporarily it is hard to paint a third parallel historical record, you might as well go chat with those from the Divine Court timeline, unite against the enemy?"

"Indeed."

Just as the painter finished, he saw a breach appear in the timeline, from which came Emperor Jiushui, Lamp Xin Xichen, Cursed, and others.

The painter looked at these painters in front of him and didn’t say anything more:

"There is no point in discussing anything else now, the only thing you can do is defeat this guy in front of you."

"Prove the Path of the Oath Master, replace him, use his Dharma Method to defeat him, it’s the way out!"

As these words fell, everyone exchanged glances.

Originally, countless words questioning the painter were stuck in their throats.

In essence, they all are the painter’s painting army, private military, merely a bunch of pirated goods.

"I just ask one question."

Emperor Jiushui said at this moment, "Now, what is the difference between me and the original body? Am I merely an Ember? A Soul Shell?"

"A bit more advanced than a conventional Ember Shell."

The painter said coldly, "I painted your Soul Shell—Ember, but as an Ember, it has no self-growth logic, it’s just a solid dead logic."

"I also painted your Soul Consciousness—Pseudo-human, placed it into this Soul Shell, giving you your own wisdom and flexible learning ability."