Novel Full Chapter 1128 - Life Simulation - Projection
Chapter 1128: Chapter 1076-1077 Life Simulation – Projection of the Creator Appears_2
Chapter 1128 -1076-1077 Life Simulation – Projection of the Creator Appears_2
However, unlike Pei Xuanjing’s anticipation and surprise, Meng Wushang was completely shocked at this moment. He never expected such a situation to arise.
He had countless speculations in his heart. As the Creator Sect Master, the opponent must have had an assassin’s trump card, but he couldn’t believe that they actually summoned the projection of the Creator.
“Retreat!”
Meng Wushang almost instinctively called out to Pei Xuanjing.
How powerful a gigantic figure, who had proven both the Crushing Void and Art Solar Realm, even if it was just an avatar projection, was not something he could contend with at this moment.
If he was now in possession of the Eternal Kingdom, the King of Divine Instruments of the Dao of Supreme, Meng Wushang might have had some thoughts of resisting, but like the former Creator Sect Master, he only held a replica.
Such a fabric, though also a top-tier treasure, had no significance in the face of what was before him. Even with the Shenxiao True Monarch by his side, he felt no evil.
Thus, he only wanted to escape, to flee back to the Dao of Supreme, where with the legacies left by the Supreme Ancestor, he could manage to hang on.
It was also fortunate he remembered Pei Xuanjing and called him to leave together.
However, what happened next shocked him even more. Facing such a terrifying entity, the Shenxiao True Monarch not only showed no fear or retreat but instead had a slight smile on his face, saying,
“Why leave!”
Why leave!
When Pei Xuanjing said these words, Meng Wushang’s expression froze, filled with shock and astonishment.
Even the projection of the Creator, which had been forming at that moment, upon hearing these words, shifted its focus to Pei Xuanjing, who had spoken.
His gaze bore curiosity, mockery, and various expressions, wondering why this Taoist would speak so.
But in the next moment, the initial curiosity and mockery disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.
“Taoist Friend, what are you trying to do!” Meng Wushang exclaimed.
If he didn’t know that a powerhouse at this stage couldn’t be scared into foolishness, he would have thought that the appearance of this Creator’s avatar made this Shenxiao True Monarch foolish.
At this moment, he only realized one thing–the current Shenxiao Dao Jun probably harbored the intention to challenge the opponent.
“You are no match for him, the powerful beings who have proven both Art Solar Realm and Crushing Void, even if they are just projections, are not something we can contend with!” Meng Wushang quickly advised.
But his words were not yet complete when he stopped abruptly, not continuing, a look of disbelief appearing on his face.
Boom!
At this moment, an even more terrifying aura burst forth from Pei Xuanjing, a force that was in no way inferior to the present Creator, and could even be said to be stronger and more terrifying.
Thousands of miles of the void were trembling and pulsing, as if the vast void was vibrating with his breath.
Crushing Void!
This was a sign of the Crushing Void; this Shenxiao True Monarch’s Martial Arts had indeed broken through the final step, stepping into the Crushing Void Realm, on par with the Art Solar Realm.
Meng Wushang’s exclamation of surprise remained unspoken; he found it almost impossible to accept this fact, that he actually had reached the Crushing Void.
“Taoist Friend! I…”
Seeing the sudden change before him, Meng Wushang was somewhat shocked and speechless, all his words stuck, not knowing what to say.
“Taoist Friend, proceed and let me meet this Creator,” Pei Xuanjing said with a light laugh, then gently waved his sleeve, and a gentle force pushed Meng Wushang millions of miles away.
The projected body of the Creator had also solidified, his face bearing a slight smile as he said cheerfully, “This Taoist Friend seems unfamiliar, as if I have never seen him before.”
As an ancient being who had lived for countless years, he recognized nearly every powerhouse within Heaven and Earth, or at least had some impression of them, especially those at their level.
However, this person in front of him, who proclaimed himself to have stepped into the Crushing Void of Martial Arts, was only one step away from the Art Solar Realm at the peak of Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal in Taoist Skill, capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the giants of ancient times–he had never heard of him.
There were so few of such powerhouses at their level that when the Creator received the name of Shenxiao True Monarch from the memory of the Creator Sect Master, he too was puzzled and curious about the other’s background.
Pei Xuanjing smilingly said, “Where I come from is not important. The universe is boundless, and to be able to meet a person like Taoist Friend is already a great fate.”
“Indeed! What Taoist Friend says is true,” the Creator nodded in agreement. “To have a new Taoist Friend is indeed a matter of fate.”
Such powerhouses were those who trudged through the sea of bitterness, searching for the existence on the other shore. The addition of a rookie to mutually verify and discuss teachings, and exchange ideas, whether as friend or foe, was always a good choice.
Pei Xuanjing smiled and said, “Since that is the case, please enlighten me, Taoist Friend.”
No sooner had he spoken than the Thunderbolt Scepter in his hand danced, instantly unleashing countless thunderbolts that transformed into numerous thunder dragons, attacking the Creator.
“Good!” the Creator chuckled lightly.
With a wave of his hand, a horsetail whisk appeared, instantly growing three thousand zhang of white filaments, dense and sweeping towards the thunder dragons filling the sky.
The three thousand white filaments entwined with the thunder dragons, crashing together and exploding continuously, their booming sounds reverberating through the void, instantly blasting the dust-brush filaments apart, as the whisk returned to the Creator’s hand.
“The Glory Scepter of the Essence Elemental Temple?” Curiosity flickered in the eyes of the Creator, “This was originally a mere treasure, but in Taoist Friend’s hands, its power is already comparable to a Yang God Artifact.”
Although it had been a long while since he descended to the Great Thousand Worlds, he was still quite familiar with these ancient orthodoxies. Just now, he hadn’t paid attention to the scepter in the other’s hand, but after a round of testing hand in hand, he instantly recognized it as the Glory Scepter of the Essence Elemental Temple.
Such a Glory Scepter was considered an exceptional treasure within the Essence Elemental Temple, but in the hands of a powerhouse capable of refining Yang God Artifacts like the Creator, it hardly mattered.
It was only now that he discovered that this Shenxiao True Monarch had once again refined an ordinary treasure, elevating it even further, almost reaching the level of a Yang God Artifact.
Moreover, the Creator could tell that what prevented this Glory Scepter from advancing further was that the realm of this Shenxiao True Monarch had not yet transformed into the Art Solar Realm.
If this individual could break through the shackles of the Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal and ascend to the Art Solar, he could refine the scepter once more, allowing it to undergo another transformation and ascend to a Yang God Artifact, at which point a new King of Divine Instruments would appear within Heaven and Earth.
There were many Art Solar powerhouses between Heaven and Earth, but few could forge a King of Divine Instruments, not because they didn’t want to refine, but because their power and foundation were insufficient. After all, even among Art Solar powerhouses, there were differences in strength.
The power currently displayed by this individual, along with his potential in the future, made it clear to the Creator that this was at least a person who did not pale in comparison to himself, who would journey alongside him in proving the Crushing of the Art Solar Void for all eternity.
Therefore, at this moment, the Creator dared not underestimate him any longer; he certainly did not want his first return to the Great Thousand Worlds in thousands of years to see his avatar perish here.
“The Glory Scepter is a name of the past; it should now be called the Thunderbolt Scepter, my legal instrument, and will be the treasure of Shenxiao Tao in the future!” Pei Xuanjing toyed with the Thunderbolt Scepter in his hand, and said boldly, his words displaying confidence, dominating the eight directions.
In the distance, within millions of miles of void, Meng Wushang watched the two exchange blows. Seeing the development where this Shenxiao True Monarch was indeed able to contest with the projected body of the Creator with no distinct victor emerging, his expression was extraordinarily complex.
“What exactly has happened!”
“Is that Shenxiao True Monarch?”
As fate would have it, the location to which Pei Xuanjing had sent him away was precisely where the abbot and two others from the Great Zen Temple were in the void.
The three, who had not dared to approach earlier, now felt even more panicked and confused in their hearts after Pei Xuanjing displayed his presence and formidable aura without reservation, unsure of what had transpired.