Capítulo 821: Chapter 753: Becoming Your Bridge
Compare it more intuitively; before, when I punched with all my might claiming I could stop a tsunami, it actually meant just the crest of a wave. Saying I could stop a tsunami was an exaggeration, but that was already quite strong. But now if I punch, the tsunami is still an exaggeration, yet shattering a mountain seems genuinely doable.
Shattering mountains and filling seas is the power of legendary immortals.
This is mastery: on the one hand, it’s the control over the laws, becoming the representative and divine entity of this attribute, truly a power of God Demon.
Previously, I could battle evenly with an Imperial Realm or even win; one reason is that Desolate Calamity and Feng Yin hadn’t restored their full strength of the Imperial Realm, and another reason is I hadn’t reached such a level myself. In fact, I had been relying on the power of Dragon Sparrow and Star River’s Divine Artifact to barely hold on. But now I can finally rely on myself. And when I’ve reached this strength, using Dragon Sparrow Star River can maximize their power even more, resulting in overall strength more than doubling from before.
Zhao Changhe is certain that if he meets Desolate Calamity Feng Yin now, and they are only at their previous level, he can claim their heads within three blade strokes.
In the battle within Chang’an City, everyone intentionally concentrated their power and didn’t unleash it excessively. If they had truly exploded to their full extent, the previous battle of Imperial Realm could have turned this entire bustling city into ruins, silent annihilation over a hundred miles, not a single living being would survive.
But now Zhao Changhe is more focused on the Five Senses, especially the eye at the back.
How the relationship with Chichi will proceed remains a thorn in his throat.
Testing it a bit, now the range of the overlooking eye is stunning… previously, more than ten miles could hit Bodhisattva with an arrow, but that wasn’t the limit. Zhao Changhe is shocked to find that if perception is fully unleashed, he can see most of the Central Plain.
Yes, the Central Plain, not just one city in Chang’an.
No wonder the blind can observe the world; now he sees the potential. Normally, others’ Imperial Realm wouldn’t be this absurd; he wonders how much the eye at the back supports it.
“Chichi…” Zhao Changhe called out habitually, not really knowing what he wanted to ask.
This time the blind made no response, unsure if it’s as she said “because I’m not here” or she truly can’t be bothered.
Zhao Changhe shook his head, not dwelling on it, and began to immerse his mind into “Array”.
If he wants Huangfu Qing and Yue Hongling to form an array, the understanding and tacit between the two are still lacking, and their cultivation techniques don’t align, whereas he, Zhao Changhe, is the most suitable adhesive for both.
The True Two-headed Dragon.
If Yue Hongling’s imagery is the sun and Huangfu Qing’s imagery is the star, generally they don’t coexist. But once there’s a moon, the sun, moon, and stars can shine brightly on the Heavenly Vault, and Zhao Changhe at this moment plays the role of the moon, linking the two together.
Zhao Changhe can clearly feel two distinct streams of True Qi transmitting and intertwining in his hands, amidst which there’s a kind of tooth-gritting confrontation. He laboriously smoothes both sides, gradually blending them together.
In fact, relatively speaking, it’s even a bit easier to combine Yue Hongling and Huangfu Qing’s cultivation techniques, since the Vermilion Bird belongs to fire, also a hot and bright imagery. If it were Guigui or Chichi here, it’d be relatively more troublesome to cooperate with Hongling.
But even these two who are easier already cause Zhao Changhe quite some struggle; cultivation isn’t a unified system, each has its conflicts. As if a little Huangfu Qing and little Yue Hongling collide with each other, then kicking, kicking, kicking, Zhao Changhe holds one in each hand, carefully pulling them closer, letting them hold each other’s little hands.
Then both start to resist and struggle again, kicking towards Zhao Changhe with their little feet in unison, showing a posture of refusal to cooperate. Zhao Changhe helplessly separates them slightly, presses one hand on each, and they kick towards each other across him, yet can’t reach.
Zhao Changhe: “…”
With such a situation, when can you cooperate properly?
Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth, determined to take action, and viciously kissed little Yue Hongling on his right hand.
Huangfu Qing is a bit better, yet you jump even more than her!
In reality, this is the imagery of both sides’ cultivation techniques, not personal character; Zhao Changhe completely made blind conjectures. Just because Huangfu Qing consciously pursues Zhao Changhe’s new Emperor Ye intention of Sun and Moon Coexistence, while Yue Hongling lacks this system, naturally she’s more perplexed.
But Yue Hongling’s cultivation being suppressed by Zhao Changhe and “kissed”, she struggles but fears hurting him, so she obediently recedes, merging into his Dual Cultivation Technique. Sitting cross-legged, Yue Hongling’s face reddens like fire, always feeling as though she’s stripped bare in the sea of consciousness shared by the three.
Obviously, it’s a righteous and bright cross-legged hand-in-hand posture, how did this rascal turn it into such imagery?
She shouldn’t have come in with him.
Fortunately, she isn’t alone. After Zhao Changhe suppressed her, determinedly Zhao Changhe also suppressed Huangfu Qing’s cultivation, merging them.
Hence, in the sea of consciousness, one can visualize the raw souls of three people rolling together, like simultaneously sharing a dream by three people.
Huangfu Qing’s face also flushed red.
Your dual cultivation is practiced quite well… the founder of the Maitreya Sect probably doesn’t possess your skills, and you can even perform Spiritual Communication!
Regardless of how disgusting he is, the effect is indeed good. Soon the cultivation among the three cycles without obstruction, blending seamlessly.
The sun, moon, and stars shine upon the Heavenly Vault of the sea of consciousness, heaven, earth, and man become one, like an integrated whole.
“Clang!” Sword Intent traverses the sky, transforming into a vast evening glow. The glow forms the shape of a Vermilion Bird extending its wings, eyes resembling sun and moon.
The Vermilion Bird spreads its wings; the sea of fire scatters across the universe, falling into the void, transforming into myriad swords like rain.
The three simultaneously trembled, as if something else scattered like rain.
Huangfu Qing and Yue Hongling opened their eyes with flushed faces, each could see the other’s shameful expression and the spring-like aura flowing in their eyes. Unexpectedly, this operation felt quite pleasurable… without even doing it, it felt as though they really did. Both women subtly moved their crossed legs, unsure if it’s a bit sticky…
The blind who had been quietly observing this withdrew from his sea of consciousness. Though it’s such a grand matter, allowing the Ancient Emperor Ye, the spirit of the Heavenly Book to reference it, why in front of this pervert, it turns into this sort of scene…
“Ahem.” Only Zhao Changhe remained unfazed: “If I’m not mistaken, it’s already midnight. Shall we set off?”
The two women exchanged a glance, suddenly both reached out to press Zhao Changhe’s shoulders, with a “clang,” they threw him out the window: “You go die first, then we set off!”
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