Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 738 Covering the Sky with One Hand

Jun Mo simply swung his fist, without any tricks, but even such an action, with its unimaginable powerful condensed force, could easily penetrate and shatter everything. Anything that was not accepted by it was either melted or rejected. Faced with such means, even True Lord Hunyuan was helpless.

This is pure violence, the ultimate power. In the face of this brutal and reckless attack, no matter whether it is Tai Chi Yin and Yang, the changes of two poles, the twisting of cosmic light, or the attraction of cause and effect, they are all useless. As long as they come into contact with each other, they will be shattered and disintegrated in an instant.

But True Lord Hunyuan was not an ordinary man after all. He stood where he was and allowed Jun Mo's attacks to fall on him.

"What a great Tai Chi arc!"

Jun Mo exclaimed in admiration. He could feel that although his attack hit True Lord Hunyuan, his own power was also drawn by True Lord, as if he entered the vast universe and between the two yin and yang of Tai Chi.

It was obvious that these changes were shattered by him in the first moment, turning into billions of fragments, but the next moment, these fragments began to move like billions of starlight according to some mysterious trajectory. Many starlights formed arcs, curves, and circles, circling in the void, forming vortexes, constantly pulling, differentiating, and pulling Junmo's power.

And then it was shattered again by the terrifying force, diffused, and changed, and this cycle continued, causing Jun Mo's fist to endure countless interference and divisions every time it advanced a little. In addition, during the process of power transmission, the light of the universe and the universe were constantly stretched and expanded. Even though Jun Mo's power was extremely condensed and nothing could disturb or stop him in front of him, he was only gradually opening up the prototype of a vast and empty universe, and was unable to harm Zhenjun in the slightest.

Of course, if it is just the embryonic form of the universe, it is not enough to completely bear the great power of Junmo's Dao Fruit. The real means of True Lord Hunyuan is the Tai Chi Arc that Junmo mentioned.

This arc is the boundary that divides up and down, high and low, strong and weak. In theory, it can defend against everything, because the arc can always be one line higher and stronger than the opponent.

At this time, when facing the terrifying power of Junmo, Zhenjun Hunyuan was unable to bear it perfectly, so he chose to be a little weaker and a little lower, so that he could just shake Junmo's power while keeping his own consumption to the minimum. Then he opened up countless voids and constructed the changes in the embryonic form of the universe, and forcibly consumed Junmo's power.

Looking at the countless stars surrounding him and the almost unchanged power of Master Hunyuan, Jun Mo retreated to the side and said rather boredly, "What a pity, although you can always take my attacks and even suppress me, you always rely on skills, not as smooth as Yu Li."

"If you fight with Yuli, do you still want this Dongji Chenguang Great Heaven?"

The embryonic form of the universe around Zhenjun merged into the space between existence and non-existence, further strengthening the blockade of this place, completely cutting off the possibility of Junmo breaking through in a short period of time.

This made Jun Mo narrow his eyes slightly: "Do you trust that kid from Jinhua Sect so much?"

"We have done everything we can. The rest is their own choice."

After saying this, True Lord Hunyuan took out a new chessboard from somewhere and invited Jun Mo to continue the previous game of chess.

"But I always feel like you seem to have some tricks up your sleeve. The chess piece you put there earlier hasn't played a role yet."

"How do you know it didn't work?"

True Lord Hunyuan chuckled, and his expression and attitude startled Jun Mo, who then began to calculate silently.

At the same time, True Lord Qingshi in the Kunlun Sacred Mountain was watching the changes in the outside world and wanted to mobilize the power of Kunlun Mountain to stabilize the void of the Thousand Light Layer, but was blocked by the blood in the sky.

Zhenjun wanted to explain that he intended to protect the world instead of going out to help.

The Blood Demon's head emerged from the blood and said, "As far as you are concerned, as long as the power is out of Kunlun Mountain, there is no conflict between protecting the world and going out to help. You and I should stay here."

After saying this, the Blood Demon sank into the sea of ​​blood again and said no more.

True Lord Qingshi looked at the cautious Blood Demon, sighed, put away the Hunyuan Treasure Banner in his sleeve, looked at the countless magical prohibitions on the Thousand Light Layer, and after thinking it over, he decided to let his disciples bring their magic weapons to help.

Just like before, all the treasures carrying the power of Qingshi Zhenjun were blocked by the blood demon when leaving Kunlun Mountain, and the disciples were not allowed to take their own magic weapons. Qingshi Zhenjun was also worried about the safety of his disciples. In the end, Qingshi Zhenjun wrote a few talismans with his own blood (true qi) and cut off contact before sending his disciples out.

At this time, Junmo's power had completely squeezed into the Central Plains.

It was a palm, the palm was a huge cage, and the five fingers represented order, wealth, violence, culture and stability. The five elements formed a complete cycle, trapping everything in the cage of the palm.

Although the cage seemed to be only the size of a palm, everyone who saw the big hand instantly realized that the palm also symbolized the entire Central Plains, or the entire Central China.

Once the opponent's palm falls to the ground, everything will fall into Junmo's control.

"Is this the principle of Junmo?"

Chu Tai looked at the falling hand with his eyes widened.

He saw that order is not only the law, but also the embodiment of class, system, politics, and so on.

Wealth is not just money, it also includes food, housing, health, flesh and blood and so on.

Similarly, violence is the army, monks, equipment, etc., and culture is the various schools of thought, singing, dancing, entertainment, etc.

The final stability is a supplement to the previous four and ensures the foundation for the normal operation of the four.

"But all this is just on the surface..."

Blood continued to flow from Chu Tai's eyes, and he also saw the wrist and arm behind the palm.

Compared to the cages, order, wealth, violence, culture and stability that appear on the surface, what supports the hand from behind is Junmo's true fruit of the Tao - power.

The superficial violence is only the most superficial manifestation of the power of the Demon Lord.

Chu Tai, who understood this, hurriedly told his insights to the ancestor Haha. Hearing this, the ancestor smiled, looked back at Chu Tai, and raised his hands. A golden treasure tree with a little bronze rust grew out of his body. Nine golden bird-shaped decorations fell off and turned into nine golden crows that flew into the sky.

Countless brilliant rays of light that could vaporize gold and iron and burn mountains emanated from the Golden Crow. As they soared into the air, they met the giant hand.

But the cage in the palm of the big hand was icy cold, and even the light of the nine golden crows could not warm it up a bit. Instead, after falling into it, it was quickly suppressed by five fingers and turned into nine suns rotating in the palm, becoming part of the power of the downward pressing hand.

'All beings that are inferior to each other will be conquered, plundered, annexed, and assimilated? How can we fight this?'

Chu Tai saw this scene, and his fear grew stronger. He kept thinking about how to deal with this kind of means. The more he thought about it, the more desperate he became. Facing the big hand, the Haha Patriarch once again raised his hands. The golden treasure tree continued to grow, and some bronze rust on it fell off in the process. With the movement of the ancestor, it turned into a giant tree that supported the sky, trying to withstand the falling palm.

The moment the treasure tree touched the palm, a faint ripple appeared.

Immediately afterwards, countless magical prohibitions in the Thousand Light Layer began to collapse, and the phantoms of Bodhisattvas and True Lords that appeared on the floating islands collapsed one after another. Although the phantoms of the Heavenly Venerable and Buddha were still preserved, they had become much more illusory.

The worst-hit were some Arhats and immortals, whose magic restrictions were completely destroyed in the first wave of impact, and the island collapsed. If it weren't for the timely rescue by their fellow Taoists nearby, they might even have died.

(End of this chapter)