Immortal Path To Heaven - Chapter 1089
The Path Intent Spear was cold and decisive. The spear-light pierced through the air, revealing its sharpness.
Wherever it passed, the seawater would spin continuously, becoming faster and faster. It swept away plenty of jade water. The ripples it stirred up were like strands of sticky black hair connecting together. Finally, a vacuum zone was formed within 3 meters.
The strength of this power was unparalleled. Even the Ancient Shamans, which had once dominated the world, would not be able to remain unscathed under this power.
With a bang, a small round hole was blasted open on the Ancient Shamans' skin.
A stream of bright red blood flowed out, but it disappeared into the sea in an instant. There was no trace of it at all.. It was like a drop of ink dripping into the sea. What could it stir up?
Big Yellow and Ou Yangming had been together for many years, and they had a great understanding of each other. Once the big yellow dog saw this...
He raised his right claws and made a gesture of pointing to the sky, then he uttered coldly, "Disperse!"
As the voice spread, the 126 throwing knives rang softly. The sounds were clear and crisp like the cries of a yellow oriole. The 14 small formations instantly spread out like willow leaves and drilled into the tiny round hole.
The 126 throwing knives rampaged through the Ancient Shamans' body, cutting through his blood vessels, his heart, and every organ in his body.
At that moment, even with the strength of the Ancient Shamans' physical body, he almost could not hold on any longer.
He let out a mournful roar, and his face twisted. His nose, eyebrows, and eyes were furrowed together, and blood gushed out from his seven orifices.
The 126 flying knives did not stop. They were stained with a dense murderous aura, and the cold glinting knives were covered in steaming hot blood. Bit by bit, they crushed the Ancient Shamans' meridians, blood vessels, internal organs, and even every inch of his flesh and blood.
At this point, the feeling of terror brought by the gradual breakdown of one's physical body was indescribable.
The seawater around the Ancient Shamans was dyed red by the blood. After an unknown time, the brilliance in his eyes dimmed, and with a "boom", he fell into the mud.
It was also at this moment that the brilliance in Ou Yangming's eyes flashed. He took half a step forward with his right foot. His left hand turned into the rising sun that represented Yang, whereas his right hand turned into the gloomy earth that represented Yin. Yin and Yang intersected and blended together.
Black and white corresponded to Yin and Yang. Ou Yangming's body turned into a huge Yin-Yang wooden fish that pressed down on the 3-marked Ancient Shaman.
He did not want the Ancient Shaman, which they had spent so much effort to kill, to be resurrected again, so he wanted to use the law of Yin and Yang to interfere with the law of time.
The path of Yin and Yang and the path of time were both among the top few great paths of the 3,000 great paths. There was no distinction between the good and the bad. Secondly, he could use the path of Yin and Yang to hide in the Long River of Time. Just this alone was enough to make one daydream. Since he could hide himself and his companion, what about his enemy? This was why he made such an attempt.
Of course, he could not say for sure what the outcome would be. Nonetheless, even if he failed, there would be no harm, so it was worth a try.
The aura of Yin and Yang was illusory and ethereal. It seemed like it could be grasped with a raise of one's hand, but it was also like it was separated from the entire milky way and could not be touched.
All sorts of complex, contradictory, and unified feelings were mixed together, wrapping around the flesh of the 3-marked Ancient Shaman.
As expected, the Ancient Shaman was completely dead.
If Long Chen were to see this, his mouth would be wide open, so much so that he could swallow a whole planet.
Long Chen had suffered a great loss at the hands of an Ancient Shaman, but the giant was so easily dealt with by Ou Yangming. This was simply a myth.
Ou Yangming revealed his figure again and let out a long sigh. He chuckled and said, "Under the suppression of the law of Yin and Yang, it'll take at least several decades for this Ancient Shaman to be resurrected. Hmph!" This was also very easy to understand. It would be weird if he could suppress the law of time so easily.
Big Yellow's face was dull. He finally came back to his senses.
He hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed. With that, the 126 blood-stained flying knives rang and returned to his sharp claws. His eyes were filled with love. It could be said that these were the strongest weapons that he had ever used. They could change their form at his will, and they could be used to defend or attack.
Lil' Red also subconsciously pressed on his interspatial bag. There were explosive arrows inside, which were the most powerful weapons that he could use at the moment.
"Let's go quickly. We caused such a big commotion here. If we end up attracting the Ancient Shamans here, it'll be hard for us to get out of trouble," Ou Yangming said softly.
Lil' Red and Big Yellow nodded at the same time. With that, the young fellow and the 2 beasts quickly moved forward.
After an unknown time, they encountered more Ancient Shamans, and they became even more careful. Nevertheless, not a single Ancient Shaman could discover their tracks. After all, 3-marked Ancient Shamans were still very rare.
Ou Yangming's immersed his thoughts into the white jade stone, and he continued to move forward.
All of a sudden, a gentle white light came from afar. The light was slightly dim, but it filled the sea region. Where the water and the sky met, circles of ripples rippled, carrying a unique rhythm.
Around the white light stood 7 tall towers. They seemed to have some sort of connection and were in the shape of the Big Dipper. Around the tall towers, many Ancient Shamans sat cross-legged as if they were waiting for something.
At the center of the 7 tall towers was an altar that was ancient and distant. The white light was coming from the altar.
An Ancient Shaman that was 3 kilometers tall stood at the bottom of the altar. His expression was grave, and his aura swept up the tides. With every breath he took, turbulent currents appeared out of thin air.
Ou Yangming took a deep breath and thought to himself, 'It's the Ancient Shaman who used the Reincarnation Fist outside the Long River of Time?'?
He had witnessed the strength of this 3-marked Ancient Shaman. Every attack from the giant was earth-shattering.
After thinking for a while, Ou Yangming sent a voice transmission, 'Big Yellow, Lil' Red, you guys stay here while I go over and take a look. This Ancient Shaman is too tyrannical. If you go over, you'll surely be discovered by him. If that happens, our gains won't make up for our losses.'
'Okay!' Big Yellow and Lil' Red did not move as they replied at the same time.
Although the 2 beasts were sometimes rather mischievous, every time they encountered a major situation, they would become solemn.
Knowing that Ou Yangming was in trouble, they disregarded their danger and entered the void. Just this alone was enough to make many people feel inferior.
Ou Yangming circulated his power of laws to the extreme. His body moved slightly and after taking 10 steps, he turned his head and sent a voice transmission to Lil' Red, 'Take out an explosive arrow and prepare to shoot.'
Lil' Red was stunned at first, but he did not refute him. He took out an explosive arrow and held it tightly in his hand.
Ou Yangming was invisible and formless but every step he took was like treading on thin ice. His speed was not fast, but he was stable.
Big Yellow and Lil' Red gently bit their lower lips while they prayed. They were ready to attack at any time.
Despite that, what was surprising was that no Ancient Shaman found traces of Ou Yangming. He approached without fear or danger, but he stopped when he was 3 kilometers away. He had a faint feeling that if he got any closer to the altar, he would be continuously attacked.
Therefore, he chose to use the law of Yin and Yang to envelop his mental power and fuse it into the origin of time.
With his mental power at the moment, it would be easy for him to comprehend a distance of 3 kilometers.
It was likely that none of the Ancient Shaman would think that there was such a daring fellow in the Great Wide World.
Indeed, Ou Yangming was truly daring. Such a thing had never happened even in ancient times. It could be said that he was the first person to do this.
Ou Yangming guarded the spiritual altar in his heart. His weak spiritual power fused into the white light and entered the starry sky.
The starlights were dazzling. Hundreds of colors intersected with each other, giving off a hallucinatory feeling like fireflies in summer and snowfields in winter.
Having said that, in Ou Yangming's eyes, such a beautiful starry sky was made up of lines that were thick, thin, long, and short. The positions of the lines were constantly changing. They were disorderly and without any patterns.
Ou Yangming knew that if he did not have the poisonous pill's world and had seen the formation of the laws, he would not have been able to see this scene.
The speeds of the lines were different. Some were as slow as a snail crawling in the starry sky; some were like arrows that shot out and set off subtle ripples; some were faster like light arcs that disappeared in an instant, stirring the quiet starry sky into pieces.
Ou Yangming stared at it for a while and felt dazzled. There were many lines overlapping in his eyes, and his mind was in a daze.
At this time, a cold voice came from the starry sky, turning into a surging sound wave that exploded in Ou Yangming's mind. 'What is time?'
Ou Yangming did not think and said softly, "It can't be kept and can't be grasped. That is time!" As soon as he finished, he raised his hand to grab at a dark line that did not move.
Perhaps it was a prophecy. The line went through his fingers, and he could not hold it.
"What is time?" The voice did not change and echoed again.
This time, Ou Yangming did not answer immediately. He thought seriously for a while and answered seriously, "Time is eternity..." This answer was very clever. It was not wrong, but it could not be considered right either.
However, when he finished, the entire starry sky seemed to be far away. Even the lines in the starry sky became illusory and indistinct.
Ou Yangming knew that if he could not get the right answer again, he might be expelled from the origin of time.
At the same time, he kept questioning himself, 'What is time? Is it birth, aging, sickness, and death? Or is it the death of flowers?' For a moment, his brain was spinning rapidly, but he could not find any answers.
Ou Yangming's heart and thoughts were getting more chaotic. Suddenly, he forcefully stopped thinking, and his mind instantly went blank. In an instant, he entered the states of the thoroughly meticulous and the connection between Heaven and man. He combed through everything he saw in the starry sky.
'These moving lines are the law of time. I should start from then...;' He muttered to himself, his eyes shining brightly.
The thin lines could not be differentiated in terms of length and thickness. He began to observe them carefully.
Ou Yangming discovered that the lines that seemed to be motionless were not actually motionless. They were just slower as compared to the fast lines. Some of the extremely fast lines disappeared in the blink of an eye, but if he could find a line that was comparable to its speed, both of them would stop as if time had stopped.
At this moment, Ou Yangming seemed to have caught onto something in his mind.
Even so, the feeling disappeared in an instant.
Ou Yangming did not force it. He fell into a state of no joy, no sorrow, and no desire.
Despite that, he understood this situation clearly. It was as if he had a tiny bit of control over this starry sky.