Chapter 17: What is God?

purple sun, burning with intense flames. The light it emitted was so dazzling that almost everyone present could hardly open their eyes!"A person should have self-awareness!"He carried his hands behi...They were all battle-hardened generals, well-versed in the art of war. They knew when to strike with force and when to feign weakness better than Chiang Wenming.

"I only have one chance to make a move. If I can't kill with one strike, it will be very dangerous."

Xue Jiaxiang, while sparring with Okuno Gozan, was looking for an opening in his opponent's defense.

...and the other side.

Lü Dongbin, wielding his Emasculating and Feminizing Mo Jiao Sword, dueled with Shu Zhizuo.

Although his swordsmanship is exquisite, he is still lacking in strength. Facing a brute force fighter like Suzhizonomano, he feels constantly disadvantaged.

"Alas! That's it then!"

Lü Dongbin sighed deeply.

The next moment.

The aura around him began to surge violently. The blade of his Mo Jiao Sword flickered, like two real dragons dancing.

The Chinese people in the audience saw this scene and immediately cheered.

"Lü Zu finally started to show his power."

"I told you so, Lü Zu is a golden quality deity, on the same level as Sazh Katzroy, how could he be afraid of him Turns out he was waiting here all along"

Lu Zu is invincible, he has slain these alien evil gods.

"...

"

Various shouts rose and fell.

When it comes to atmosphere building, China has always been far ahead, with endless creativity and tricks up its sleeve.

Now, people have started drumming and cheering.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The dull drumbeat echoed like a heartbeat, striking a chord within everyone present.

On the stage, Suzhi stood with his sword drawn, a sneer on his face.

"Hmph, you think burning your divinity will allow you to fight me How naive."

"How do you know unless you try"

Lü Dongbin still looked as serene and composed as ever.

The sword in his hand drew a flourish, and his figure vanished from its place in an instant.

"A single draw of the blade, a deathly order to execute."

Severing desire, hatred, delusion, and ignorance. The demons beg for mercy.

"Eliminate the turbid and exalt the clear, destroy evil and manifest righteousness."

Lines of poetry echoed from the sky, and streaks of sword light appeared from above.

The male and female Mok Jiao's double swords combine as one, becoming a sword with two blades, black and white.

Taiji Pure Yang Sword!

This is Lü Dongbin's true weapon of combat.

Male and female Mo Jiao cross people, Taiji Pure Yang vanquish demons!

This is the origin of his title as the Pure Yang True Person.

Blades flashed, imbued with righteous fury. Every strike was like a bolt of divine thunder crashing down.

Fierce pure yang energy swirls around the blade, like golden flames.

"

It's kind of interesting.

"

Shizuno Sakon stared at the wound on his body, touched it with his hand, and licked it in his mouth. A look of intoxication appeared on his face.

"Black Flame!"

Only then did he gently run his hand over the Heavenly Tempest Sword, a black flame rising along his palm on the blade.

This is his primordial divine fire, once tainted by black flames, it will never be extinguished.

Lü Dongbin felt the power of the black flame, his face grew serious.

“I have an empty stomach and a mind devoid of knowledge. My words are but a return to emptiness.”

With the sound of poetry, the longsword pierces out.

Suzhi Man swung his long sword and charged forward, but the moment their blades met, his face changed.

Phantom!

Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if it were being burned by flames.

"Draw your sword!"

The longsword slashed, aiming for the position behind him.

However, there was no one in that area.

Instead, because the longsword’s horizontal sweep was too wide, it opened up his chest, and he was pierced by another sword.

"How is that possible"

He was attacked twice in a row, and he didn't even understand how the other party made their move.

This was hard for him to accept, considering he always thought so highly of himself.

But Lü Dongbin's swordsmanship was too refined, virtual and real, making it impossible for him to tell the difference.

In the blink of an eye, several wounds appeared on his body.

"Divine Might Domain!"

Su Zhizuo roared, his long sword slashing through the air. A large swathe of black flames rained down onto the ground.

In a moment, the entire platform was shrouded.

"Ugh!"

A low hum arose.

"Gotcha, you rat!"

Suzunosuke, brandishing a sword in each hand, hacked towards the source of the sound.

Lu Dongbin was unable to dodge in time, so he could only hold his sword and block.

"Bang!"

When the two swords clashed, Lü Dongbin's body flew backwards instantly.

This absolute clash of power, he was simply no match for Suzumaru.

The inextinguishable black flame fell upon him, burning him continuously.

Lü Dongbin frowned slightly.

The inextinguishable black flame not only burned his flesh but also continuously absorbed his life force to bolster itself.

The flames grew fiercer, as if they were about to burn him to ashes.

"Nine turns of alchemy are complete, and the cauldron is opened to reveal the golden elixir."

As the poem resonated, three golden flowers materialized above his head, and five streams of energy—brown, green, red, blue, and gold—flowed out from within him.

Lastly, they are all gathered together to form a golden elixir.

The moment the golden core appeared, the black flames on his body surged towards it as if responding to some signal.

"Three flowers gather at the crown, five energies converge on the primordial source."

Beneath the stage, Chiang Wenming saw this scene and muttered to himself, his fists clenching involuntarily.

This is the Dao fruit of a great Luo Jinxian, and it is now being taken out. It clearly shows how fierce the battle on stage is.

However, the next moment.

That golden elixir suddenly appeared with a crack, and the crack grew larger and larger.

And Lü Dongbin's aura began to rise steadily.

"Madman, to actually destroy your own divinity to enhance yourself! Even if you win, so what You will still die!"

For the first time, a look of fear crossed Fujiwara no Suke's face.

After enduring countless hardships and finally achieving enlightenment, to have it all vanish in a single day is truly a pity.

Lü Dongbin wore a smile, as if he wasn't speaking about himself but someone else.

"Then you dare to do that again"

"No way, who made me yearn for the red dust Whether it's a god or a human, fundamentally speaking, they are all the same to me."

Of course, you divine beings born of the heavens, would not understand.

"Here comes the sword!"

As Lü Dongbin uttered a command, the Taiji Pure Yang Sword automatically flew back into his hand.

Within the territory of Huaxia, all swords began to hum.

This sword strike, I wield on behalf of mortals. Tell me, what is a god

The longsword hummed, its aura still building.

As Lü Dongbin said, he was not a pure Yang True Person nor a Great Luo Jinxian at this time.

He is but an ordinary man, representing all humankind. He seeks answers from the heavens with his sword.

What is God!

This sword represents the will of the people.

Tsukushi's man is scared!

Even when facing his own parents, he had never felt this flustered.

He could feel it, if this sword fell, he might really die.

"No, I will not die. There's no way I would lose to a bunch of mortals."

The Heavenly Sword raged, hacking wildly, but each attack landed around Lü Dongbin's body, blocked by a series of sword qi.

It is impossible to get close.

Suzuno's eyes widened with fury, his gaze abruptly snapping to Okubo Hisaburo.

Now Lü Dongbin is accumulating power, which is the power of all living beings. He can't break through it at all.

But he can end the game!

"The divine power descends!"

Suzuno's body instantly vanished from where it stood.

Okamoto-san, who was originally fighting Xue Jiaxiang, stiffened. The sword strike he had just swung also faltered.

"What a great opportunity!"

Xue Jiaxiang's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at the opponent's throat.nder the Saints.Five-colored divine light, nothing is spared; any magical treasures or supernatural powers are mere decorations before him.It's you!Jiang Wenming looked at Kong Xuan with burning eyes...