Chapter 476 - 475: Attachment, Nascent Soul Formed, Tribulation Dispersed

Chapter 476: Chapter 475: Attachment, Nascent Soul Formed, Tribulation Dispersed

Chapter 475: Attachment, Nascent Soul Formed, Tribulation Dispersed

Above the royal city.

Within the thunder pool formed by the pale immortal tribulation, something like sludge began to overflow, gathering into incomplete, broken tentacles.

The lightning gradually dimmed, faintly revealing the lifeform it covered.

It was no longer the gigantic roc. Instead, it barely retained the outline of a bird, yet was composed entirely of tentacles—a "monster."

These tentacles were not true tentacles, but products condensed from sinister, ominous energy.

Power surged through its body, surpassing the Divine Transformation realm. The instant it manifested, an overwhelming pressure spread out, as though even the air itself were trembling.

Though it exceeded Divine Transformation by only a small margin, there was no doubt that what emanated from it was the aura of the Tribulation Transcendence realm.

Yet for some unknown reason, such a being did not draw down a new immortal tribulation.

As for the five immortal tribulations already clinging to it... to a power of the Tribulation Transcendence realm, they could pose a threat, but not a fatal one.

It was precisely because this "monster’s" strength had not truly reached full Tribulation Transcendence that it was still struggling within the thunder pool.

Luo Wusheng watched it quietly.

More precisely, his gaze was fixed on the place where filth covered what had once been the roc’s head.

There, too, evil and baleful energy had gathered, but instead of forming tentacles, it had twisted into the shape of a distorted human figure.

"So that’s how it is... the root cause isn’t that spirit roc, but the Buddhist Delusion Attachment..."

Luo Wusheng let out a soft sigh and once again sensed the karmic link now entwined around him due to the earlier Karmic Link Exchange.

This ability, in most cases, was a losing proposition for him.

He could only briefly strip away a karmic link and pass it to someone else, yet in exchange had to fully shoulder one of the other party’s karmic links—one he could not choose, laden with extreme uncertainty and risk.

If he happened to take on a karmic link tied to some deep blood feud, it would be anything but amusing.

To remove or mitigate this side effect, he would need to reach a high level of cultivation in the Dao of Causality before there was any hope of doing so.

The reason he had used it so decisively just now was because he had carefully weighed the pros and cons.

What he received in return, however, was an entirely unexpected karmic link.

It had nothing to do with the Netherking, but instead originated from a single person’s obsession, magnified countless times by delusion.

For some reason, this time Luo Wusheng remembered that person.

Lin Qingfeng, the former Pavilion Head of the Daoist Artifact Pavillion, who had exited the stage early.

Luo Wusheng looked at the twisted human shadow atop the tentacle-covered monster, gently shook his head, and extended his hand.

That distorted figure was not the disposable side character who had been eliminated in a single round of the Demon Artifact Pavilion’s scheme, yet it could not be said to be entirely unrelated either. The obsession of the former Daoist Artifact Pavillion Head constituted a considerable portion of this monster’s makeup.

From what Luo Wusheng knew, he could also discern within it another presence, a certain rat’s obsession with wealth and riches, which likewise accounted for a significant share.

But beyond these, there still existed countless other delusions, great and small, all ultimately converging into the being before him.

Its name was Delusion Attachment, one of the Buddhist Six Great Attachments—the embodiment of the delusions of all sentient beings.

Unlike the scattered fragments of Buddhist Great Attachment power that Luo Wusheng had once been able to devour with a modified version of the Buddhist Golden Body, the one before him was a complete Buddhist Great Attachment.

A single one alone possessed the power of tribulation transcendence.

At the horizon, another immortal tribulation began to gather... this time it was seven thunderbolts. Yet even if these seven strikes were to land squarely like the previous five, it would still be difficult for them to deal a fatal blow to the monster in the distance.

Cultivators at the Tribulation Transcendence realm nowadays might all hide from the world out of fear of the might of immortal tribulations, but none of them were beings that could be dealt with by just a few bolts of immortal lightning. The situation before them was no different.

The tentacle-covered monster roared and struggled within the thunder pool formed by the earlier five bolts, as though it would soon break free.

Such an existence might possess little consciousness, but with that level of power, it was more than enough to unleash a catastrophic calamity upon the royal city.

Yet Luo Wusheng’s expression remained calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

Standing above the nine-tiered immortal soul, the trace of karmic-link aura on his body gradually dissipated, while the fluctuations of his Nascent Soul grew ever more settled and profound.

This meant that his breakthrough was coming to an end.

Nine steps—Nascent Soul formed.

...

"What... the karmic link dao rhythm has been suppressed?"

Amid the divine awareness exchanges of a group of Divine Transformation realm cultivators, a voice filled with confusion arose.

Observing the battle over the royal city with divine awareness came with certain limitations. They could not clearly discern the exact condition of the enormous roc in the sky.

Or rather, the existence of the Buddhist Great Attachment was inherently mysterious. Even if they were present in person, without a technique like Luo Wusheng’s modified Buddhist Golden Body to rely on, they likely would not be able to analyze much... at best, they could only do as they were now, assuming that the Netherking had employed some special amplification secret technique.

Everyone had such trump-card techniques. Most required sacrificing lifespan or the like in exchange for a brief surge of power, so no one felt particularly curious.

More importantly, the earlier five immortal tribulations had already skewed their judgment, making it impossible to determine the roc’s true strength under the present circumstances.

And besides, their attention was now focused elsewhere.

"What does this mean? Could it be that he’s really going to abandon the Dao of Causality?"

These Divine Transformation realm cultivators had all gone through the process of choosing a Dao Rhythm for their Nascent Soul themselves. They knew exactly what it meant for the Dao of Causality on that Demon Sect Holy Saint to be suppressed at such a moment.

Yet they dared not believe this conjecture.

After all... that was the Dao of Causality!

Even among their group of Divine Transformation realm cultivators, if one could acquire even a trace of causality power, they would celebrate across their entire sect, to the point of rejoicing under heaven, laughing themselves awake even in their dreams. Who would ever imagine that there could be such a prodigal fool, someone who clearly had the chance to achieve Dao of Causality, yet would cast it aside and refuse to use it?

If you won’t use it, let us!

Some of the Divine Transformation realm cultivators were so anxious they wanted to rush in personally, take Luo Wusheng’s place, and shout a few times, "Great Lord Causality, please don’t go!"

Several Divine Transformation cultivators on good terms with the Demon Sect were even itching to give the Demon Sect Master a few slaps, how did he teach his disciple? Did he not know how important the Dao of Causality was?

At the same time, there were also some Divine Transformation cultivators who knew a bit of the inside story of this Netherkin chaos, who stood opposed to the Immortal Nation, or who simply did not get along with the Demon Sect—these people, instead, let out a quiet sigh of relief.

If the Demon Sect Holy Saint were to obtain the Dao of Causality, there was a real possibility that all of them would be subjected to a reckoning of their karmic links... They understood all too well how terrifying the Dao of Causality was. Even if that Demon Sect Holy Saint were only at the Nascent Soul realm, he would still be capable of posing a threat to them.

Unfortunately, they had not even finished breathing out in relief.

"Wha—what kind of Dao Rhythm is this?!"

The Divine Transformation realm cultivators were jolted awake by a single cry.

They turned their gazes back to Luo Wusheng.

At this moment, the aura of karmic links around Luo Wusheng was growing ever fainter, yet another Great Dao aura was emerging upon his body.

Anomalous visions began to appear behind him.

A lotus wreathed in starry mist; a towering tree that seemed to fuse all Daos into one; a pitch-black broken sword; an arcane crimson thread.

An eyeball that seemed able to see into the human heart; a dim, silent full moon that looked as though it were evolving the myriad heavens and worlds.

Two jade pieces of apparently opposing attributes fused together, reflecting a desolate region that looked utterly untended.

As these visions appeared, the interwoven auras around the Demon Sect Holy Saint grew increasingly profound and unfathomable.

"￭—"

An indescribable sound spread outward, centered on the figure in the sky.

It sounded like the toll of a bell, yet also like a dragon’s roar; listening closely, it resembled surging spring water—ever-changing and multifaceted.

But anyone who heard it would immediately understand: this was the Sound of the Great Dao.

Merely hearing it caused even the thoughts of the Divine Transformation cultivators to drift into a daze.

At the same time, within the divine awareness communication of the Divine Transformation realm cultivators, the voice of the professional commentator, Tower Master Yue Xuanji of the Heavenly Divination Tower, rang out.

"His Dao lies above causality..."

Yue Xuanji said with utmost seriousness, "This child is terrifying beyond measure."

The Divine Transformation realm cultivators, who had yet to recover their senses, all sucked in a sharp breath of cold air at once, to the point that the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to rise.

...

Royal City.

Before the eyes of all present, Luo Wusheng extended his hand and gently pointed at the monster on the horizon.

His calm voice rose together with the Sound of the Great Dao—

"With one finger I fall, I seize the destiny of that which should not exist in this world, and consign it to burial through ten thousand tribulations."

"With one finger I fall, I restore clarity to the heavens and earth of this realm, that they suffer no intrusion from external evils."

"With one finger I fall—"

No one heard the final line clearly, because his finger had already descended.

Ten thousand thunders roared in unison, instantly drowning out all other sounds.

The monster that had still been bound within the five-thunder pool vanished in an instant, leaving behind only a pale afterimage.

The tribulation clouds at the horizon began to fade and disperse, and the rift that had appeared with the descent of the roc had vanished at some unknown moment.

All that remained was a sky washed clean, blue and clear.

Almost everyone who witnessed this scene wavered briefly, then fell into a deep sleep on the spot.

This was a normal reaction after hearing the Sound of the Great Dao... When they awakened, they would discover an extra fragment of Dao comprehension in their minds—something even they themselves could not understand—and the loss of a small portion of their memories.

At the position of the Six Gate Bureau members, several of the Golden Ranked members collapsed together.

Xuan Ming, wearing a mask patterned with tortoiseshell markings, seemed in his hazy state to hear a voice saying, "Little turtle... tell the story again about how you only lost to the Demon Sect Holy Saint by one move?"

The nearly two-meter-tall burly man rolled his eyes back and slept more soundly than anyone.

Within the royal city, only four people remained conscious.

A flash of starlight and moonlight passed briefly over their bodies.

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Cultivation Realm:

1, Qi Refining

2, Foundation Establishment

3, Golden Core

4, Nascent Soul

5, Divine Transformation (Formerly Known as Tribulation Crossing)

6, Tribulation Transcendence

7, Land Immortal

Note: Link to the character Illustration:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1lkIcPnCxeyuyZA4Kkb621dPC05UvWjhD