Chapter 1628 - 597: The Book Saint Wields the Brush (2)

Those deeply engulfed in sadness shared the stories of "aged sesame, rotten grains" hidden in their hearts one by one without any restraint, turning the solemn front of Xuandu Palace into a place where grievances were aired.

"I hate my master; he kept secrets from me and did not impart all the skills of Alchemy Dao to me. Otherwise, how could he be the First Pill Master in the heavenly pool now? It should have been me; it was all mine."

"I am the First Pill Master."

Mr. Ding never expected that all these Pill Masters underneath him would covet the position of "First Pill Master."

"But luckily, I still have people’s hearts. Even if everyone is so sorrowful, no one has come to slander me?"

Mr. Ding inexplicably felt a sense of consolation.

"Why do we all have to listen to Mr. Ding?"

"Mr. Ding is just like a farmer carrying a hoe."

"We are all like immortal and handsome beings, yet we have to listen to a farmer. I am not satisfied."

"I am not satisfied either."

"..." Mr. Ding.

The surrounding ten Pill Masters clamored in unison, directing their angry outcries at Mr. Ding.

"Damn it."

Mr. Ding couldn’t help but curse, raising his head to look upwards, for the first time feeling—perhaps I should also be sad, as this feeling of being clear-headed while everyone else is drunk is somewhat uncomfortable.

...

In Jade Capital City, with a sigh from the Flower God, a mist as gentle as white jade surged towards Zhou Xuan,

This kind of mist, which could be said to be mist, was more like a fine thread of mist, trickling towards Zhou Xuan,

And as Zhou Xuan used his folded fan as a brush, writing words continuously, the jade thread circled around Zhou Xuan briefly before burrowing into Yun Ziliang’s body.

Yun Ziliang, having received the jade thread, began to turn ephemeral,

His figure kept fading and fading until he transformed into a virtual shadow,

The empowerment has already begun.

West Valley True Monarch, witnessing such a scene, realized that the Heavenly Net Formation he had prepared in advance had lost its effect.

He thought Zhou Xuan planned to escape, thus setting up layers of entrapments, but could not have imagined that Zhou Xuan did not intend to flee.

"Is he going to empower Yun Ziliang?"

Despite being at the Heavenly God level, West Valley True Monarch was aware that Zhou Xuan’s "Method of Entering the Book" originated from Bai Yujing, the mythical place that appears and disappears without trace.

Having never seen the Divine Skills of Calligraphy, West Valley True Monarch, nonetheless one of the top Taoists in Jing Country, could guess from the formation in his cage of purple aura—that Zhou Xuan was using some divine skill to empower Yun Ziliang’s Taoist practices.

"I’ll slay Yun Ziliang first; let’s see who else you can empower."

West Valley True Monarch immediately flicked a Copper Coin.

When the Copper Coin flew forward, it split into three—one representing reality, one money image illusion representing time and space, and one extremely thin Copper Coin, constantly changing its shape, representing space,

As the three Copper Coins traced arcs and struck Yun Ziliang,

Around Yun Ziliang, both time and space began to collapse,

The flies buzzing in the air initially became still with the vanishing of time and space, then disintegrated due to the spatial collapse, like being cut apart by invisible Sword Qi, their bodies fragmented,

The fragments of those flies were further crushed into dust invisible to the naked eye,

Losing time and space,

At this moment, Yun Ziliang resembled a still-life painting, let alone the Copper Coins striking him as quickly as lightning,

Even if these Copper Coins were held by a child, that little child could effortlessly use the sharp edge of the Copper Coin to cut a wound on the still-life painting, ending Yun Ziliang’s life,

But just as a lifeless painting, those three Copper Coins proved useless against him, as the sharp knives pierced through like through an image,

The knives passed through the image without causing any harm to it.

"Impossible, clearly, there is no time, space... why can’t my Copper Coins hit Yun Ziliang?"

West Valley True Monarch, for a moment, appeared somewhat disheartened.

Yu Ruying looked at this display, sneeringly spoke to Zhou Xuan: "Once Mr. Yun receives the empowerment of ’Method of Entering the Book,’ he will fall into the Flower God Space,

Though West Valley True Monarch is the human world’s doctor, mastering the complete Time Law of the human world, his control over time, time frame, and timing is perfect,

Yet, his understanding of the space within Jing Country falls short..."

While speaking, Yu Ruying chuckled and said: "Even if he mastered the complete Space Law, it wouldn’t matter,

No matter that Jing Country has doctors managing space, they cannot control the Flower God Space,

Flower God Space, the deepest realm of heaven and earth within Jing Country, outsiders may not enter."

Yun Ziliang was still in the state of empowerment, having descended into the Flower God Space, and even if all the space and time in Jing Country vanished, he would not suffer any damage.

Seeing Copper Coins failing to harm Yun Ziliang, West Valley True Monarch turned his focus to deal with Zhou Xuan.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan was controlling the folded fan, writing the Sangluan Stele’s main text in the air,

"Grief of extreme chaos, first tomb then departure, horrible retracing..."

As he inscribed the calligraphy, every character written caused the Ink Eye at his brow to open,

It must be said, Zhou Xuan’s Dharma Eye is also quite peculiar; once the eye opens, he sees a person with long sleeves fluttering,

This person holds a ink brush, one hand behind his back, with another hand casually grasping the brush tail, in front of a mottled wall, freely writing,

As the characters appeared on the wall, Zhou Xuan saw that this calligrapher was indeed writing his Sangluan Stele,