stonecrandall Chapter 228 Kong Tianxu, is he dead?
Chapter 228 Kong Tianxu, is he dead?
Chapter 228 Kong Tianxu, is he dead?
The golden patterns, as if possessing a life of their own, spread from his chest to his collarbone, neck, lower abdomen, and limbs.
Kong Tianxu's silver hair danced wildly without wind, and his imposing body, covered with golden divine patterns, exuded an ancient and mysterious primal quality, like an ancient deity that had just awakened.
In just a few breaths, golden patterns had spread all over his body.
Moreover, behind him, a massive black hole slowly opened up.
A terrifying suction force, twice as strong as before, surged forth once more. The already extremely dense elemental energy of heaven and earth in the fallen star plane instantly converged like rivers flowing into the sea, forming surging tides of energy that violently swirled around him.
Within that black hole lies an endless starry sky, a deep vortex, and countless colorful worlds. It seems to contain everything.
Did he succeed?
This is the only thought deep in the souls of all the witnesses at this moment.
As if responding to the tense nerves of the crowd, the golden patterns covering its entire body began to recede rapidly like a tide, as fast as it had appeared.
As the lines on Kong Tianxu's skin faded, a soft, golden halo emanated from it, like the morning sun shining on warm jade. This halo slowly receded, merging into his body.
However, the feeling he gave off was as if he had been elevated.
All the golden patterns gradually receded, and when their light finally converged at Kong Tianxu's chest, what appeared there was a constantly rotating black vortex.
Around this vortex, there was a layer of fine, dense, brilliant golden light patterns, each of which was constantly flashing and changing shape, like spatial rifts.
The black vortex was clearly imprinted on Kong Tianxu's chest, but when you stared at it intently, it seemed to be in another overlapping dimension.
This mysterious feeling captivated everyone who watched.
The vortex mark slowly rotated, gradually shrinking until it completely disappeared beneath the skin. Kong Tianxu's chest returned to its smooth state, showing no further abnormalities.
Even more strangely, the moment the black vortex completely disappeared, Kong Tianxu's own aura also vanished completely.
Sitting there cross-legged, his aura was perfectly integrated, as if he had transformed into an unchanging ancient rock, or a bottomless pool of clear water, with no trace of his aura leaking out.
It was as if he, along with the black hole vortex, had gone to another world of a higher dimension.
Did he really succeed?
The shock in Ma Xiaotao and Zhang Lexuan's hearts was beyond words. To successfully activate his first soul core at the level of a seven-ring Soul Saint meant that his future cultivation speed would far surpass that of any ordinary Soul Master, reaching an unimaginable realm.
This is an unprecedented feat that has overturned the understanding of the Soul Master world!
Sitting cross-legged, the Starry Wings naturally folded in like the most loyal guards, gently enveloping his body. Kong Tianxu seemed to have completely sunk into the deepest level of meditation and did not wake up immediately.
He still exuded an ethereal aura, and only Yunze, who also possessed a soul core, could sense the pervasive spatial power emanating from him.
Having a soul core means that the martial soul itself can initially communicate with and draw power from the depths of space, and is no longer limited to absorbing the elemental energy of heaven and earth from the real world.
The power of space is the truly inexhaustible source.
All external senses gradually faded away. Kong Tianxu vaguely felt as if he had stepped into a completely new world.
This place is a deep darkness, but it is not desolate; countless brilliant stars are embedded in the darkness.
He tried hard to control himself, but everything around him was beyond his control. Only when he focused his attention on the stars did his senses seem to come closer and he could see the starry world.
Space and light—that was how he felt at that moment. And within that feeling, he seemed to sense that everything about him was being elevated.
Everything around me seemed so unreal, yet within this unreality lay the profound truths of the universe.
This feeling was wonderful, but also painful. Kong Tianxu had unknowingly become immersed in it.
Behind him, the golden phantom manifested by his original martial soul still existed, but behind it, there was also a pair of phantom wings that should not have appeared on a human body at all, which complemented Kong Tianxu's original Starry Sacred Wings.
Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock, joy, and a hint of urgency in each other's eyes.
Kong Tianxu succeeded, and his achievements far exceeded expectations. They were genuinely happy for him, but at the same time, they felt an invisible pressure.
Without a word, the two sat down cross-legged simultaneously, one on each side, guarding Kong Tianxu a short distance away. They began to cultivate diligently and quietly protect him, drawing upon the increasingly abundant energy of heaven and earth in this fallen star plane due to the birth of the sacred dragon.
However, Zhang Lexuan, who had just entered a meditative state, seemed to remember something, and her face became even more flushed.
Deep within an unnamed forest in the Heavenly Soul Empire.
The violently trembling golden light tore through the air, creating distorted spatial ripples.
A cyan dragon shadow, only a dozen meters long, stumbled out of the ground in a disheveled state, completely out of control, and crashed heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string, carving a deep trench a hundred meters long.
The golden light enveloping their bodies dissipated, revealing two figures, one white and one gray, amidst the swirling dust.
It was the same group from the Haotian Sect who had been so aggressive not long ago, but they were in really bad shape now, and there were only two of them left.
Or rather, one and a half.
The Grand Master Niu Tian's white robe was now tattered, with only a few tattered strips of cloth clinging to his body. His once flowing blue hair had been cut in half, and was now disheveled, adding to his sense of decay.
His naked body was covered with grotesque, crisscrossing wounds, his flesh torn and twisted. Two opposing yet equally domineering energies of light and darkness clung to him like a malignant tumor, continuously eroding his wounds and hindering their healing, causing him to grow increasingly weak.
The most shocking sight was his right shoulder. The tissue under his right armpit, along with a small part of his chest, had vanished, leaving an arc-shaped, charred hole at the edge. The flesh and blood had been carbonized, and the bones and internal organs were faintly visible.
His massive, mountain-like body seemed to have been ripped out from the middle, collapsing down. Each labored breath brought with it a thick stench of blood and bits of internal organs, his breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.
Such terrifying injuries would have killed anyone else a thousand times over. Niu Tian only survived on the spot thanks to his incredibly strong vitality and the faint golden light flowing within his body.
Elder Tang Qian was in slightly better condition, but only relatively speaking. His clothes were also torn, he was covered in blood, and several deep wounds that revealed the bone were still seeping red.
However, compared to the physical trauma, the mental blow seemed to be even heavier. He looked dazed and lost, with a few hidden silver lights flickering in his eyes, as if he were in a dream.
Niu Tian endured the excruciating pain of the fusion of light and darkness, circulating his soul power to confirm that the huge wound on his body, which was barely sealed by the light of the sea god, showed no signs of worsening. He then channeled a stream of pure soul power into his heart meridian, before finally squeezing out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs from deep in his throat, and managed to catch his breath slightly.
He turned to Tang Gan, who was still in a daze, and said through his cracked vocal cords, "Elder Tang, we have used the power of the Sea God to teleport multiple times, completely concealing the traces of spatial fluctuations. They should not be able to catch up. This place is relatively secluded. We need to seize the time to adjust our breathing, recover some of our strength, and then continue our journey back to the sect."
Upon hearing the words "return to the sect," Tang Qian seemed to be suddenly awakened. He knelt down before Niu Tian with a thud, tears streaming down his face, banging his head on the ground, and sobbing, "Grand Sect Master! I am utterly incompetent! My cousin Tang Lü, my eldest son Tang Zhu, and my two children, Tang Zheng and Tang Fu, have all perished at the hands of the enemy, their remains never found! Even the Second Sect Master has been severely injured by the bandits, I'm afraid—"
"This old man humbly begs the Grand Sect Master to use the power of the Sea God to slay this fiend and avenge the deaths of my Haotian Sect disciples!"
After saying that, Tang Qian continued to mash garlic, making a loud cracking sound. His forehead, which was already torn and bleeding, quickly became a bloody mess.
That damned old man!
Niu Tian's eyes snapped open, and azure divine light, accompanied by uncontrollable rage, emanated outwards. Within them, a ferocious brownish-yellow light flickered erratically, exuding two chilling and terrifying auras.
I risked almost all of Tang San's Sea God power to save him, and instead of being grateful, he dares to make demands?!
If it weren't for the fact that I urgently needed to go into seclusion to recuperate from my injuries, and that I would have relied on the other party's status and influence to stabilize the situation upon returning to the Haotian Sect, I would have kicked this old dog off the position of Grand Elder and torn him to pieces on the spot!
Niu Tian was furious, but having spent a considerable amount of time in the human world, he had developed some composure. After a few rapid breaths, a bitter expression quickly appeared on his face.
He stretched out his only remaining left arm, as if to help Tang Qian, but the sharp pain in his right arm made him hesitate. He could only let out a long sigh: "Elder Tang, the power of the Sea God cannot be used at will. Unless we rely on the divine artifacts enshrined in the Ascension Pavilion, or wait until Dong'er's cultivation reaches the ninth ring, so that she can truly activate the Sea God's divinity inherited within her, we can unleash its full power. Otherwise, forcibly activating it will only result in form without spirit, at most suppressing ordinary Super Douluo."
He looked up at the sky, a hint of sorrow welling up in his eyes: "I really didn't expect this defeat. Three Limit Douluos, and that terrifying soul-guided weapon I've never even heard of before. Times have indeed changed. My Clear Sky Sect has been closed off for a thousand years, and it has finally fallen behind."
Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, Niu Tian nearly ground his teeth to powder. He took a deep breath, forcibly boosted his soul power, and helped Tang Qian up. He said in a deep voice, "Elder Tang, there's no need to be discouraged. You know the true identities of my second brother and me. As long as it's not an instantaneous death, with the divine official origin within our bodies and the Sea God's divine power stored in the Ascension Pavilion, we won't truly perish completely. Let's return to the Haotian Sect first. After we get back, I will immediately go into seclusion and focus all my efforts on fusing and refining the divine official origin within my body. In ten years at most, I can advance to godhood. You can also use the power of the Ascension Pavilion to advance even further."
Seeing that Tang Qian's expression finally softened, Niu Tian cursed inwardly, but his words became even more certain: "Ten years! Just ten years! No matter how talented that kid Kong Tianxu is, he certainly can't become a god in ten years."
"Although the godhood he inherited is powerful, the previous gods have already fallen, and the essence of the godhood is insufficient. The final step to godhood requires him to gather faith and energy himself. Given the rank of his godhood, even if he could gather the faith of the entire Douluo Star, it would take at least a thousand years. When my Clear Sky Sect is reborn, hmph, what Limit Douluo, what Soul Guidance Empire, are all like clay chickens and earthenware dogs! I, Niu Tian, swear that I will make those elders repay a hundredfold for their blood feud!"
Niu Tian stared intently at Tang Qian. Upon hearing this, Tang Qian trembled, lowered his body even further, and said in a choked voice filled with fervor, "This old man will obey the Grand Sect Master's command! I swear to follow you to the death and restore Haotian!"
However, a hint of ruthlessness flashed beneath their lowered eyelids.
As they escaped through the spatial rift, the silver-haired, purple-eyed old man looked at the precipitous cliffs and peaks not far away, gave a mocking smile, and disappeared once again.
Almost immediately after his disappearance, a shocking piece of bad news, like the coldest wind, swept through the entire Shrek Academy and shook the entire continent's soul master world at an unprecedented speed.
Zhang Lexuan, the successor of the Sea God Pavilion, the personal disciple of Yan Shaozhe, the Phoenix Douluo, and Kong Tianxu, the Supreme Dragon who swept the previous continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Douluo Tournament and dimmed the continent's soul master world for several years, were all attacked and killed.
Their fall was a devastating blow to Shrek Academy, one that hadn't been seen in decades or even centuries, truly damaging its very foundation and future.
The inner courtyard was shaken, and the Tang Clan was filled with mixed emotions. They never expected that Kong Tianxu, whom they regarded as their lifelong enemy, would meet his end in this way.
A year later, when they lift the trophy of the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament in the capital of the Sun Moon Empire, they will probably sigh a few times.
Only Bei Bei was distraught over the news of Zhang Lexuan's death, while Wang Dong was also somewhat absent-minded.
She had a vague feeling that this matter was related to her eldest and second uncles, but she wasn't sure. She just decided to go home and take Huo Yuhao with her.
However, in the eyes of other major powers on the mainland, the nature of this matter is completely different.
Has Shrek lost an important figure? Has the Sun Moon Empire also lost its greatest genius in history?
"This is a good thing!"
Almost simultaneously, Xu Jiawei, upon receiving the news, was overjoyed, just like the emperors of Tianhun and Douling. He also dispatched envoys to Shrek Academy to offer condolences.
Only after a long time, holding up his Star Crown Martial Soul, which had completely lost its connection with the Crown Star, did he look at himself with a complex expression.
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