All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

Wei Yuan gazed at the rising sea of ​​fire in Qianlong City, and what he saw in his eyes was the imminent peace and prosperity of the world.

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On the outskirts of Yunzhou, above the clouds.

The light in the White Emperor's pupils dimmed, and his body slowly withered.

Its body surface crackled with electric arcs, its limbs twitched as it floated in the clouds, rendered powerless.

At that moment, Xu Pingfeng's figure appeared above the supervisor's head.

The circular formations are arranged in a columnar pattern. These formations encompass Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and wind and thunder, and are all characterized by their offensive and destructive nature.

The Immovable King Seal once again sealed off the space around the supervisor, preventing him from teleporting away.

"Put down the butcher knife!"

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree did not forget to apply the "precepts" to influence the supervisor, preventing him from wielding the whip and "tearing" the air.

The God-Slaying Whip of Salun Agu is in the hands of the Supervisor.

The supervisor did not crack the whip, but merely raised his hand.

Xu Pingfeng's vision blurred, and he saw rows of hungry people.

Their eyes were bloodshot as they cursed him, hurled insults at him, gnashed their teeth at him, and wished they could skin him alive.

The slap felt as if it had struck Xu Pingfeng, shattering his consciousness into complete fragments, his white clothes stained with blood.

The power of all people—public resentment!

He suffered a backlash; his luck turned against him.

The common people represent the fate of the Central Plains, and the current predicament of the Great Feng Dynasty is largely due to Xu Pingfeng.

The circular formations slowly dissipated as they lost their master's support.

At this moment, the power of the precepts subsided, and the supervisor acted decisively, wielding the God-Slaying Whip.

Snapped!

They whipped Xu Pingfeng, sending him flying like a sandbag.

Snapped!

"Put down your butcher's knife!" The Bodhisattva Gara Tree rushed over, not giving the supervisor a chance to continue whipping her.

First, he disrupted his movements with the precepts. After successfully getting close, he suddenly flexed his back muscles, pushing up his robe.

boom!

With a single punch, he displayed a first-grade physique and strength, and his physical skills were no less than those of other martial artists of the same level.

The supervisor exchanged a palm strike with him, and both of them flew backward.

At this moment, among the four extraordinary realm experts above the sea of ​​clouds, all could be considered to be at their peak.

The White Emperor convulsed, suffering a backlash from the lightning he had been brewing.

Xu Pingfeng was attacked by the backlash of luck and was also lashed by the God-Slaying Whip, so he was in the worst condition.

In the fight just now, the Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree lost his head and was severely injured by the Confucian Sage's carving knife, but thanks to the contrast with his peers, he was in the best condition.

Below the top-tier items, defense is paramount; its reputation is well-deserved.

"Cough cough."

Xu Pingfeng, his white robe stained with blood, raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed violently, thick blood flowing from between his fingers.

"Master Jianzheng, when I withdrew from the court and decided to support the Qianlong City faction, I knew that I would have many enemies."

Therefore, for more than 20 years, he has been taking every step carefully and being cunning.

Having plotted the deaths of both the Prince of Zhenbei and Zhen De, Li Chang'an's sudden rise to power was indeed unexpected.

But I know that my greatest enemy is you!

If I cannot kill you, all my schemes will be nothing but a mirage, a futile effort.

Xu Pingfeng swallowed a mouthful of blood and struggled to say, "Teacher can see the future. Today you prepared the Confucian Sage's carving knife and the Second Sage's Confucian hat in advance, and you also brought Salun Agu's God-Slaying Whip."

You are perfectly prepared because you know that this battle is a full-scale counterattack by your unworthy disciple.

You were so well-prepared; you took everything into account.

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree slowly shook his head: "Too clever by half."

"And what I need is Professor Jianzheng's flawless strategy." At this point, Xu Pingfeng revealed a sly smile:

"Teacher, why don't you calculate why I, a mere unworthy disciple who knows the power of the Heavenly Fate Master, have the confidence to stand here and oppose you?"

With each word Xu Pingfeng spoke, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. He was severely injured, yet his expression was arrogant and unrestrained.

"When Emperor Wuzong rebelled, why was the first emperor caught off guard?"

Even if killing one's master is the fate of the warlock class, isn't killing one's disciple also fate?

The first generation had no reason to allow Emperor Wuzong to rebel, or to allow you, my teacher, to be promoted to the Heavenly Fate Master and take his place.

How laughable that a first-rank sorcerer could fail to see through his disciple's actions.

The reason for this, as the White Emperor just explained, is that the teacher, being the gatekeeper, used some means to obscure the First Generation's ability to see the future.

"Am I right, disciple?"

The supervisor held a sheep-driving whip, breathing slowly, looking at him indifferently.

"The goalkeeper isn't the point." Xu Pingfeng shook his head.

"The key point is your method of interfering with the First Generation's ability to see the future. It is precisely because of this method that you were able to successfully deceive the First Generation and prevent him from seeing his own fate."

That's why he was caught off guard by your actions, teacher.

"In this world, only the Fated One can deal with the Fated One."

At this point, the circular formation beneath Xu Pingfeng's feet suddenly expanded.

The brocade pouch at his waist opened, and streams of light flew out, dancing above everyone's heads; these were bronze objects.

The most stable disc, engraved with the Tai Chi symbol, remained motionless in the air.

On the other side, the Bodhisattva Gara Tree tacitly formed a mudra, using the form of Acala to seal off the space, preventing the supervisor from using teleportation techniques and buying time for the components to reassemble.

The supervisor's usually indifferent expression finally changed, somewhat unexpectedly.

During this process, Xu Pingfeng sighed and said:

"The one who approached me was a descendant of the lineage of the second disciple of the first generation of supervisor. Teacher, do you remember when I asked you how to advance to the first rank? You told me the truth."

At that time, I had already learned the truth from the sorcerers of the Hidden Dragon City lineage.

However, I am still unwilling to break with you, so I chose to enter the court as an official, trying to rise to the highest position and gather good fortune as the chief minister.

I believe that as long as we expand the territory of the Great Feng Dynasty, annex the northern barbarians, and some of the territory of the Witch God Sect, the Central Plains will have enough fortune to produce two Heavenly Masters.

But my attempt failed before it even began.

Yuan Jing's suppression and the attacks by various factions caused the Xu faction to fall apart.

Why won't you help me?!

If you had helped me back then, Da Feng wouldn't be in this state today.

"Master Jianzheng, it was you who led me back to that lineage from five hundred years ago."

"So I chose to ally with that lineage from five hundred years ago, and this was the bargaining chip they gave me."

Xu Pingfeng pointed to the magical artifact above his head, just as the bronze components were reassembled.

This is a huge disc, with a yin-yang symbol at its core.

The outer edge patterns include the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains, rivers, sun and moon, as well as scenes of ancient people worshipping heaven and earth.

With a whoosh, the magical artifact was reassembled and rapidly grew larger, becoming a colossal object with a diameter of over ten miles, perfectly matching the circular array beneath Xu Pingfeng's feet.

The bronze ritual implements rotated in the forward direction, while the circular formation beneath Xu Pingfeng's feet reversed.

The supervisor's aura rapidly declined; he was cut off from the outside world and lost the blessing of the power of all living beings.

"Indeed, only a Fated One can deal with another Fated One," Gara Tree said with his hands clasped together.

This magical artifact was left behind by the first Supervisor. It has two abilities, one of which is to counter the authority of the Fate Master.

A Celestial Master can mobilize the power of all living beings within their own territory, making them invincible among those of the same realm.

The first ability of this magical artifact is to shield the power of all living beings; when a Celestial Master is inside it, he will be cut off from all contact with the outside world.

The second type of ability is a passive ability; it cannot be divined or spied upon.

The supervisor was unable to see its existence in his glimpse into the future.

If there were two Fate Masters in the world, they would be unable to foresee each other in the future.

Because they have the same abilities.

Xu Pingfeng coughed again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Back then, you supported the Wuzong rebellion and formed an alliance with Buddhism."

The first generation knew that the tide had turned and that you, Master Supervisor, would be promoted to a first-rank sorcerer in the future. Only the Master of Destiny could deal with you. It would be too difficult for later disciples to replace you.