Chapter 89: Unyielding Mysterious Power
“Jie jie jie, where do you think you can run now?”
As he approached, Zuobian Shenteng shouted at us.
Although he noticed that five more people had appeared on our side, he didn’t take it to heart.
This was understandable, after all, he was a high and mighty immortal, and moreover, the dean of the Cultivation Academy. It was normal for him not to regard a few ordinary cultivators from the mortal realm.
“What kind of person are you, you old son of a bitch?”
Míshéntú frowned and asked.
“Heh heh, I am the dean of the Cultivation Academy…”
“Stop your nonsense, who cares who you are, hurry up and leave, don’t waste our time, or we’ll beat you up.”
Just as Zuobian Shenteng was about to introduce himself, Xiong Shan interrupted him halfway through.
I secretly thought, “Damn, no wonder he’s a cultivator from the same place as me, his way of speaking is exactly like mine.”
It made sense, though. What kind of environment makes what kind of person. Our mortal realm is known for producing heaven-defying strong individuals, cough cough cough.
Zuobian Shenteng, who had already been kicked by the Lesser Bodhisattva, did not recognize Míshéntú and Xiong Shan. However, in his mind, he was the esteemed dean of the Cultivation Academy, not someone to be casually cursed at by any Tom, Dick, or Harry.
His old face instantly turned the color of a pig’s liver. “Bold junior, how dare you! Apprehend him.”
The old bastard didn’t waste any more time and ordered his subordinates to attack directly.
“Aowoo!”
Perhaps because he was in a better mood after his friends arrived, the Lesser Bodhisattva instantly shed his fatigue and entered a state of excitement, charging forward first.
“Lightly tread the wounds of the heart, since ancient times, cultivate to move mountains and seas!”
“Brother Xin, shall we go together?”
Xǐbā summoned two mountains and held them in his hands, then turned and asked me.
Seeing this, I laughed heartily, “Don’t be polite, brother, you go first, hahaha.”
“Alright.”
The other few also made their moves one after another.
Xiong Shan: “Eating evil and promoting good is a true hero, only my mortal realm’s Old Xiong Shan!”
Míngyuè: “Rising and falling within the profound, stars shift and return to the heart’s place!”
Bìlán: “Preferring quiet and abandoning disturbance to cultivate purity, wind howls and snow chills, an immortal heart!”
Míshéntú: “Dazzling and confusing the divine path, breaking the false to cultivate the true, a free spirit!”
Seeing this, I also stopped holding back.
“Dao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things! The Great Dao is myriad!”
“Boom boom boom!”
Magic flew brilliantly, spiritual energy intertwined chaotically, the entire space was enveloped by overflowing mysterious power.
“Great Void Heavenly Remnant Dao!”
After I used the power of Dao to temporarily trap the other immortals, the Lesser Bodhisattva and the others, surrounded by colorful light, directly charged towards Zuobian Shenteng.
Zuobian Shenteng’s expression was calm, still with a condescending attitude towards ants: “Lawless, the law governs the heart’s field, all sentient beings are ants, straw dogs!”
“Bang bang bang!”
“Boom boom boom!”
Before long, several people were sent flying back.
The Lesser Bodhisattva took a breath, “Hoo~!”
“Oh dear! I curse your old bastards’ hearts, this old guy’s hide is really thick!”
Seeing that even with their unique skills, they still couldn’t push Zuobian Shenteng into a desperate situation.
The Lesser Bodhisattva couldn’t help but complain.
To this, I also helplessly shook my head, feeling quite troubled.
Logically speaking, mortals should not fight immortals, and the earth should not defy heaven.
Before embarking on the path of cultivation, celestial immortals were high above, and we were like dust.
Although I have now touched the threshold and shed my mortal form, the gap in strength with these powerhouses born in the Heavenly Realm is indeed not a small one.
But there’s no other way. If I give up now, let alone the unwillingness in my heart, how can the suffering of being imprisoned be as I wish? After all, big brother has deep feelings about this kind of taste.
To boost our morale, big brother began to sing that battle song, imbued with resilience and resistance, using the natural laws of the Dao.
“I love you walking alone in dark alleys, I love your unyielding appearance, I love you confronting despair without shedding a tear, I love your tattered clothes, yet daring to block destiny’s gun, I love that you are so much like me, with the same flaws, Should we go? Are we worthy? This ragged cloak, should we fight? Let’s fight! With the humblest dream, to the whimpers and roars in the dark night!”
Upon hearing this, the others were deeply moved and shouted:
“Kill!”
“Fight!”
“Kill!”
“Fight on!”
Gritting their teeth, they charged forward again.
……
After a long time, the old bastard Zuobian Shenteng stepped on big brother’s head, smashing my face into the ground.
He let out a sinister laugh at the several people lying on the ground, ragged and disheveled.
“Jie jie jie…” This eerie and terrifying laughter echoed in the sky, as if from the Nine Netherworld Hell, sending chills down one’s spine.
The sound was filled with disdain and mockery, ridiculing us mortal cultivators who dared to challenge the authority of heaven.
“A mere mortal dares to fight against heaven? Truly suicidal!”
The voice carried an undisguised contempt.
As these cold taunts fell, the surrounding atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.
I tightly clenched my fists, my nails digging deeply into my palms, blood slowly flowing down my hands, each drop carrying endless pain and anger.
I am unwilling! Why? Why can’t mortals fight immortals? Why are we inherently inferior?
I am unwilling! I am unconvinced! I don’t hate anyone! I only hate my own incompetence at this moment! I only hate that I couldn’t enter the immortal path sooner!
Now that I have heard the Dao, it is enough to die in the evening after hearing it in the morning! It’s not a wasted trip to the mortal world!
“Ahhhhhh!…”
Big brother let out a stubborn, heart-piercing cry of defiance.
Pushing off the ground with my fists, tears and blood flowing, I slowly lifted my head against Zuobian Shenteng’s foot.
Veins bulged, sweat poured like rain. The immense pressure was like a mountain trying to crush big brother’s skull.
Big brother gritted his teeth and didn’t give up, desperately pushing himself up.
Seeing me, a mere mortal, lift himself up against the immense power of a Great Heavenly Immortal, Zuobian Shenteng was also deeply shocked, his eyes full of disbelief.
He was a prodigy among immortals, not to mention a powerhouse who could walk horizontally in the mortal realm with his eyes closed; even in the Heavenly Realm, he was a formidable figure.
But this? This small mortal cultivator, actually, actually managed to shake my Great Heavenly Immortal power with just his mortal body?
On the other side, seeing me like this, the Lesser Bodhisattva and the others were moved, as if a power buried deep in their hearts was forcibly awakened by this scene.
One, two, three, they used the strength in their hearts to support their already heavily injured and exhausted bodies and stood up again.
Staring intently at my lifted head, I smiled at them.
The others unconsciously smiled as well.
There was no reason, no emotion. Perhaps at this moment, they all found liberation in their hearts.
Spiritual power flowed, gathering in the heart, I suddenly exerted force,
“Bang!” and sent Zuobian Shenteng, who was still in shock, flying.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
……
Seeing me break free, the six of them, like myself, felt as if shackles had been removed. Using the unyielding mysterious power they had just comprehended, they used it as support and charged towards the old bastard Zuobian Shenteng once more!
