Chapter 192 Starry Sky Giant Face

In the endless dark cosmos, the light of countless stars shone, outlining a vast face encompassing the sea of stars.

It was boundless, immeasurably grand.

The ten Buddha shadows that stretched across the sky, already as large as mountains, seemed insignificant compared to the cosmic spectacle.

A calm, indifferent, yet profoundly deep gaze fell from the sea of stars, overlooking all existence, its depths containing mountains, rivers, stars, and boundless weight.

"Who is that?"

Truman's breath hitched, and he involuntarily plummeted from the sky, once again shrouded in wind and sand, his heart filled with inexplicable shock.

Who was he?

Was this the truth of the dream world?

"It's you?!"

King Zhuanlun's pupils constricted, a monstrous wave surging within his heart.

Unforgettable!

Even after ten lifetimes and a separation of three thousand three hundred years, he would never forget that gaze!

"Wang Quan Dao Ren!"

King Zhuanlun whispered, his voice like a chant, his mental state, honed through ten lifetimes of cultivation, unable to suppress the chilling dread rising within:

"It really is you!"

The starry sky giant face encompassed myriad stars, its immensity immeasurable. He didn't understand what means were being used, but there was no doubt that it exceeded his imagination.

He had surpassed his former self through ten lifetimes of cultivation, but he seemed even stronger?

Boom!

The ten Buddha shadows chanted in unison, streams of brilliant Buddhist light instantly converging into one, transforming into a dark golden artificial mountain that draped over King Zhuanlun as he stepped forward.

The power of ten lifetimes of cultivation converged, becoming the final empowering force.

Then, a demonic Buddhist fire ignited on King Zhuanlun's chest, erupting as his five fingers thrust horizontally.

Boom!

Like thunder splitting the sky, the void itself trembled.

Was he about to open the Gate of Heaven?!

Truman's heart jolted. Did the Gate of Heaven really exist?

Bang!

King Zhuanlun moved decisively and with unrestrained power. The instant he recognized the origin of that giant face, he abandoned all the luck in his heart.

He directly activated the cultivation of ten lifetimes, transforming it into a strike capable of opening the Gate of Heaven!

"Is he running?"

A master of the divine veins, riding a spirit bird, circled the long sky, gazing into the distance. He did not see the starry sea giant face, but he sensed King Zhuanlun's urgency and fear.

This dazzling strike was not only for opening the Gate of Heaven, but also for escape!

Opening the Gate of Heaven, just to escape?

Many people were stunned, then felt a chill. What could force such a great master to flee directly?

Boom!

The extremely condensed Buddhist light exploded violently.

The cultivation of King Zhuanlun's ten lifetimes was so vast that this explosion was like a star shattering, the Buddhist light blazing for a time.

"The Gate of Heaven?!"

Truman's heart trembled. Within the boundless, dazzling Buddhist light, he saw a mottled, broken gate flash past in the void.

That gate was shattered and mottled, as if it had experienced great battles and weathered storms, and was nearly half-collapsed.

Yet it still possessed an indescribable Daoyun (Taoist connotation).

That was the Gate of Heaven!

Legend had it that Li Taibai had severed the heavenly path with his sword, breaking the Gate of Heaven. After that, even if someone cultivated to the ninth level of the Celestial Realm, they could not open the Gate of Heaven.

Until now, the Gate of Heaven had become a legend. At this moment, he actually saw it.

"The humiliation of ten lifetimes will be repaid! The mountains are high and the roads are long, Wang Quan Dao Ren, we will meet again!"

Within the dazzling Buddhist light, King Zhuanlun's gaze was cold, but without the slightest hesitation, he allowed the cultivation accumulated over ten lifetimes to burn violently, striding toward the broken Gate of Heaven.

The Buddhist fire blazed, King Zhuanlun on high alert, but to his surprise, until he tore through the void and stepped into the broken, mottled Gate of Heaven.

That giant face encompassing the sea of stars did not move, only quietly overlooking, without uttering a word, watching indifferently, like the great sun hanging in the sky, eternally silent.

"He's not Wang Quan Dao Ren?"

A bizarre thought flashed through his mind, King Zhuanlun had already completely stepped into the Gate of Heaven.

Bang!

In an instant, the burning Buddhist light and his body, which had been tempered for many years, were turned to dust.

Only the Buddhist kasaya, where his ten lifetimes of cultivation resided, did not tremble in the slightest, forcefully withstanding a sharp sword intent, piercing into the broken Gate of Heaven!

In his ninth lifetime, he had personally witnessed Li Taibai severing the Gate of Heaven. Since then, he had constantly been thinking about how to break through the Gate of Heaven.

He was powerless to reconnect the broken heavenly path, but the cultivation of ten lifetimes could ultimately become the divine bridge for him to step onto the other shore!

Buzz!

Before and after was just a moment, the sky full of Buddhist light, Buddha shadows, and Buddhist sounds had disappeared without a trace.

He escaped?

Truman rushed forward, looking at the dissipating Buddhist light, both shocked and unwilling.

"This isn't right, it shouldn't be like this..."

Truman looked around, the Buddhist light had disappeared, and the starry sea situation had also disappeared, as if all this had just been his fantasy from beginning to end.

"Huh?! No, that's not right!"

Truman wanted to leave, but glanced subconsciously, and his heart trembled wildly.

At this time, everything in the high sky had dissipated, what Buddhist light, giant face had disappeared, but under his fleeting glance, he saw that broken, nearly half-collapsed mottled gate.

The Gate of Heaven, actually remained?!

Truman's heart shook wildly, how was this possible?!

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Mount Tai is majestic and imposing, the head of the Five Sacred Mountains of Da Xuan, the crown of all mountains, and few mountains and rivers in the world are as majestic as it.

In ancient Da Xuan, many emperors performed sacrifices on this mountain, and countless literati and poets left legends here.

There was once a saying that only the sky is above, and no mountain can match it. Raising your head, the red sun is near, and looking back, the white clouds are low.

And now, it is also Da Xuan's most famous scenic spot.

Although it does not sell billions of sects a year like Wudang Mountain, it also supports a large number of people, which can be said to have brought the concept of "relying on the mountain to eat the mountain" to the extreme.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and there were already tourists on the mountain. The best viewing spot, Riguang Peak, had many tourists wearing cloaks.

Mount Tai is high, especially the early morning is the coldest. Although wearing a cloak, there is still coldness.

When the sky was dawning, and the sun was about to rise, another group of tourists came in a hurry, attracting the attention of many people.

Nothing else, this later team of tourists, was very fast.

The Eighteen Turns of Mount Tai, known for its difficulty in climbing, at this time this group of people, carrying a cast iron box more than one person high, were still walking like flying, climbing Mount Tai as if walking on flat ground, naturally attracting the curiosity of many people.

"What are they carrying? Is it a coffin?"

Someone discussed, very surprised.

"Heh! Practitioners, right? Strong enough!" Some tourists marveled, and some raised their hands to take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

"More than just practitioners? Aren't they dream enterers? That iron box looks very heavy, even a Dan-holding martial artist wouldn't be so relaxed."

A practitioner had a solemn expression. Dan-holding was not a superman, but there were real supermen among dream enterers.

Huhu~

This group of people did not care about the tourists watching. They took two steps as three, walking extremely fast. Some tourists ran wildly, but could not catch up with their shadows.

Soon, they had crossed the South Heaven Gate and approached the summit of Mount Tai, the Jade Emperor Peak.

At this time, the sky had a hazy light. Through the darkness, one could see the sea of clouds churning around the mountain. The number of tourists gradually increased.

"Hoo!"

Wang Zhixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

She had just transferred her body through mental transmission, but this body was far less physically fit than what she had honed for twenty years. Running all the way here, she was also slightly tired.

Of course, more importantly, she was the main force in carrying the coffin.

Jiang Shili was much more relaxed than her.

"Sister Xuan, take a break, let me do it."

Li Yan straightened his body, his spine flicked like a great dragon, and he carried the iron box, which was still vibrating, as if suppressing some kind of beast, on his shoulders.

Wang Zhixuan nodded.

She had always been strong, but she did not argue at this time, because the Jade Emperor Peak had arrived.

What made her frown was that the number of people on the Jade Emperor Peak was more than she had imagined. Was it already crowded at this early morning?

"Dr. Wang, Captain Baihu..."

At this time, someone came down from the Jade Emperor Peak, and after a few movements came to the side of the group, with a wry smile: "The past few days have been cloudy. There are too many people climbing the mountain to watch the sunrise today. Without Mr. An's order, we wouldn't dare to disturb too much..."

"It's not your fault."

Feeling the increasing number of surprised gazes around, Li Yan frowned slightly: "Sister Xuan, Dr. Su, you go up first, I'll stay here and guard An Feng."

"Thank you for your trouble."

Su Jie glanced at Wang Zhixuan with some apology, passed through the crowd, and climbed the Jade Emperor Peak.

There were some errors in his experiment.

This error was that his mental state was far beyond ordinary people. There was not much influence when he rooted the 'information cluster'.

He did not expect that Wang Anfeng would not block the first wave of backlash, and the result directly led to his own alienation.

Wang Zhixuan shook her head and followed.

Experiments were inherently risky, and she was an experienced researcher, so she naturally knew that it was not Su Jie's fault. After all, Li Yan's data was very perfect.

The group went up to the Jade Emperor Peak one after another.

There were many people burning incense at the Jade Emperor Peak, but few climbed to the top. The group had not attracted too much attention along the way.

Soon, they arrived at the Jade Emperor Hall.

"This aura..."

Arriving here, everyone's heart moved.

They felt a wonderful aura that was completely different from the outside world. Being in it, a sense of peace and serenity arose spontaneously, and the urgent heart suddenly calmed down.

"Mr. An is really here..."

Su Jie breathed a sigh of relief. The heart that had been hanging for a few days after the failure of the experiment finally landed.

He didn't know why he felt relieved, but at this time, there was indeed no wandering in his heart, as if as long as he saw that person, all difficulties could be solved.

He knew this was his illusion, but he couldn't stop the emergence of this illusion.

"It's a bit of a waste not to enjoy the scenery when climbing a mountain."

Just as everyone's mood had calmed down, the aura disappeared, and then, An Qisheng's voice rang in everyone's ears: "If you have something, come in and talk."

"Mr. An, it's urgent."

Baihu sighed, stepped into the temple, and saw An Qisheng, who had changed into casual sportswear, standing in front of the Jade Emperor Hall waiting for them.

"Mr. An, do you know why we came?"

Looking at An Qisheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back, and was about the same age as himself, but had a vast and transcendent aura, Su Jie's eyes moved, vaguely feeling that this Mr. An was not surprised by their arrival.

"There is nothing wrong with creating a god, but the path you are taking is a bit off."

An Qisheng glanced at Su Jie:

"If you want to create a god, first establish divine rules, then establish a divine king!"