The Eternal Calamity of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 177 Trial Road Scenes

After staying in front of the crystal monument for a few days, Daode also left, walking very slowly.

Over the next twenty years, he entered the trial paths of other powerful races, traveled through different star fields, and witnessed the tremendous changes in the universe.

These twenty years have been filled with battles and swordplay.

Everyone is preparing for the opening of the ultimate trial road. Everywhere there are cultivators going through heavenly tribulations and deafening thunder. Even if it is not a fight for supremacy on the road to heaven, it is almost the same.

For the creatures on the road of trial, this is an unforgettable period of time.

One after another, geniuses appeared, with their dominance over the galaxy, fighting against enemies from all directions.

Among them, the most amazing one is Wei Feng, who came from the Immortal Mausoleum and learned all the true teachings from the Eternal Heavenly Venerable. He never used the killing sword, but only relied on himself to earn the reputation of being invincible and silenced dozens of trial roads.

There was also a man named Mo Yi, who was tall and strong, with an imposing heroic air. His eyes were as sharp as cold lightning, and when he swept over, no one dared to look him in the eye, as if they were struck by a sword.

The most surprising thing is that his entire body is made of stone, except for his hands and feet which are flesh and blood. The powerful fluctuations of strength are faintly revealed, shocking people.

People were amazed and immediately thought of the legendary Holy Spirit.

"There is no doubt that this is a holy spirit. I can feel that special aura." An old sage who has seen a lot said solemnly.

According to legend, the existence of the Holy Spirit is favored by heaven and earth, and possesses various powers during its gestation period. For example, the Stone Man Holy Spirit, from the Quasi-Heavenly Venerable realm, involves the transformation of flesh and blood, step by step getting rid of the restrictions of the stone body, until it reaches the Great Perfection, and is no different from an ordinary person.

And Mo Yi, who was still at the peak of the Great Sage level, had actually freed his two hands and two legs. His strength shocked everyone.

“Mo Yi’s origins must be extraordinary. In fact, he could have entered a higher realm long ago, but Wuliang Tianzun had said in advance that since the ultimate trial road was opened for the first time, quasi-Tianzun were prohibited from entering. So he has been dragging it on, wanting to overwhelm everyone and seize the fortune inside.” This is the view of Zhao Kaiming, the guide of the 108 holy cities of the human race.

It has to be said that Mo Yi's ambition is worrying. Among the Great Sages, his combat power is absolutely above the standard. Unless the Quasi-Heavenly Lord appears, no one can surpass him.

Moreover, something that happened not long afterward was even more horrifying to the world.

The Holy Spirit, Mo Yi, descended onto the trial path of the God-Swallowing Rat Clan and began to massacre all the monks of the God-Swallowing Rat Clan.

That day, blood splattered the starry sky. His bloodlust and cruelty shocked the entire cultivation world. He did not stop until powerful races such as the human race, the god race, and the Kunlun immortal race sent people to stop him.

At this point, a grudge was finally revealed.

It turned out that as the Samsara Seal became popular in the world, a strong man from the God-Swallowing Rat clan decided to find an excellent place for himself to bury his body and give birth to the Yin God before he died.

During this process, he accidentally discovered the budding Mo Yi, so he had evil intentions and wanted to take away everything from the other party and start a new life.

The result was naturally that Mo Yi escaped by chance. Although he did not die, his gestation was interrupted, so his heart was filled with anger, and he began to settle accounts before even waiting for it to be fully developed.

Faced with such cause and effect, the quasi-celestial masters who are responsible for upholding justice have a headache. The Holy Spirit clan is not so easy to kill and can easily be punished by heaven.

Except for the powerful ones at the level of Heavenly Venerate, no one dared to ignore that kind of karma. But Wuliang Heavenly Venerate had been in seclusion since he gave a sermon. Moreover, Mo Yi only killed the cultivators of the God-Devouring Rat clan, which meant that every grievance had its perpetrators.

So after giving the warning, Mo Yi reappeared in front of the world. This time, wherever he appeared, the monks stayed away, for fear of making enemies with him.

Just like Wei Feng, under the intimidation of Mo Yi, dozens of trial roads became silent.

……

The human race’s trial road, the last holy city.

It is still a bustling and lively scene, with crowds of people coming here in admiration of the event, all looking forward to the ultimate trial road that will take place soon.

At this moment, a saint-level vendor on the street complained, "What a holy spirit, he is also a bully. I clearly heard that not only the God-Swallowing Rat Clan was involved in that incident, but also strong people from the human and god races intervened behind the scenes. Why didn't he dare to come to the human race's trial path for revenge? He is just bullying the God-Swallowing Rat Clan, whose highest rank is the Great Sage."

As soon as these words came out, the other two saints beside him nodded and agreed, "That's right. This Holy Spirit refuses to advance to become a Quasi-Heavenly Lord. He must want to seize the fortune left by the Infinite Heavenly Lord. With his vengeful nature, he will take revenge on our human race sooner or later. Even we can see it. Why would the Quasi-Heavenly Lords let him go?"

Only in the Holy City of Humanity would these people dare to discuss a Holy Spirit at the peak of the Great Saint level so unscrupulously.

At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded from behind, "What are you discussing?"

Instantly, several people were startled, and subconsciously sent out their spiritual thoughts, which soon turned into surprise. "It turned out to be you, Senior Daode, you are back."

"Three fellow Taoists, long time no see!"

Daode smiled and waved his hand. These people were exactly the three merchants he met when he first entered the Holy City. At that time, they were only half-saints. After experiencing the preaching of Wuliang Tianzun, they went to a higher level and became saints.

"Senior Daode, what realm have you reached now? Why can't I see any clues?" One of them couldn't help but ask.

Daode replied softly: "Great Sage!"

There was a loud bang, like thunder striking out of nowhere. Several people stared with their eyes wide open, in disbelief to the extreme.

It was only after a long time, when morality was gone, that they reacted.

"If I remember correctly, more than 20 years ago, Moral Senior was still just a saint, right?"

"seems like it!"

Gazing at the old figure, there was a large group of saints surrounding him.

Several people suddenly stopped talking about the Holy Spirit. With such a monster around, a moral master might appear in the future. What was there to worry about?

Morality is back!
The news spread quickly in the holy city, causing a severe earthquake, thunder on the ground and lightning in the clear sky.

If he was still an independent cultivator who was ignored by everyone when he first came to the Holy City, then this time, he has become the focus of everyone's attention.

Defeating Wei Feng at the same level was enough to make many people remember Daode, not to mention that his deeds in other trials had also been passed down.

Unlike other heroes who fought battles everywhere, this time he walked in a very calm manner, as if he was traveling, but his fighting power was equally astonishing. During this period, five or six geniuses came to challenge him, but he suppressed them easily and then returned them to freedom.

The word "morality" gradually became famous in all fields.

In just over twenty years, he cultivated from the peak of a saint to a great saint, which completely refreshed people's cognition.

There is no doubt that this is a peerless genius, who is in no way inferior to Wei Feng, Sheng Ling Mo Yi and others.

……

The Burial Island is empty, quiet and lonely, and otherworldly.

Wuliang Tianzun, whose name is chanted and whose merits are appreciated by the world, is sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform.

Countless blazing lights surrounded him. This was the purest power of faith. Like a vast ocean, it now condensed into rivers that flooded this place.

The destination they were flocking to was a strange wreath that looked extremely ordinary.

Wuliang Tianzun suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the wreath, and a trace of reminiscence flashed across his eyes.

"Master, Wen'er did it. Countless sentient beings are chanting my name!" Wuliang Tianzun murmured to himself.

More than 300,000 years ago, a carefree little girl sat in front of Eternal Tribulation Lord, and was extremely curious about the power of faith.

Now I am the only one left. In the dark, Chen Wu's voice rang out, as if the scene from the past was reappearing.

"Is it beautiful? If one day, Xiao Wen'er, you can make countless sentient beings read your name and be grateful to you for it, then you can get it."

As soon as the words fell, the little girl disappeared, and the trace of reminiscence in Wuliang Tianzun's eyes also disappeared.

He already has ideas about his transformation in this life.

The previous chaotic body chose to conquer the fairyland. This path currently seems hopeless, and he is about to do something completely different.

(End of this chapter)