boyutpedia Chapter 83 Causal Reversal Kills, One Palm Shatters Mountains and Rivers
Chapter 83 Causal Reversal Kills, One Palm Shatters Mountains and Rivers
Lu Ming briefly summarized how he intervened in the conflict at Lingquan Valley on his way to Zhenwu Sect, and was subsequently ambushed and killed by Wang Lie, an elder of the Lieyang Gang.
Before Gu Yingtian could even speak, Po Jun had already moved.
The last disciple of the Martial Ancestor, a martial arts giant at the peak of the Knowing Fate Realm, suddenly had a profound light shining in his eyes.
His eyes seemed to hold the passage of time and the ebb and flow of the sun and moon.
That is a unique ability of the Knowing Destiny Realm, to see through fate and trace the cause and effect.
In the realm of heaven and earth, invisible and intangible to mortals, countless threads of cause and effect appeared clearly before Po Jun's eyes.
His gaze fell lightly and locked onto the lingering thread of cause and effect on Lu Ming's body.
With a slight twist of his fingertips, Po Jun caused the wisp of causal thread to rise upstream as if it were alive.
The conflict in Lingquan Valley, Wang Lie's pursuit, and the location of the Flame Valley, the headquarters of the Lieyang Gang.
Even the gang leader Chi Xiao's schemes after learning that Lu Ming possessed a spiritual treasure, and the gang's elaborate trap... all the causes and consequences were instantly seen through by Po Jun.
To know one's destiny and understand cause and effect is just like this. All the entanglements in this world are determined by a single thought.
"These insignificant ants dare to infringe upon the karma of the Martial Ancestor's legacy; they deserve to die."
Po Jun's voice was calm and even, yet it exuded an air of authority without anger.
He slowly raised his hand, which was marked by the passage of time.
The seemingly slow movements stirred up the martial arts fortune of the entire Zhenwu Mountain range.
Countless ancient patterns suddenly appeared in the void, and the martial arts aura surged from his body, even drawing in the light of heaven and earth, all of which gathered in his palm.
At this moment, Lu Ming clearly sensed an immense will, far beyond imagination, erupting from Po Jun.
This will, carrying the supreme majesty to decide life and death, transcended the barriers of space and directly locked onto the Flame Valley, thousands of miles away, the location of the Blazing Sun Gang's headquarters.
Gu Yingtian raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the void unfolded like a mirror, clearly displaying the scene of the Flame Valley thousands of miles away in the void in front of the Martial Ancestor Hall:
Inside the main hall of the Lieyang Gang, Gang Leader Chi Xiao sat in the main seat, sternly ordering his disciples to block off key roads and search for Lu Ming.
Wang Lie, still recovering from his injuries, was filled with greed and was echoing the gang leader's orders.
Throughout the entire Flame Valley, hundreds of cultivators were performing their respective duties, creating a bustling atmosphere.
At this moment, Po Jun's palm slowly pressed down.
The illusory hand, imbued with the martial intent of heaven and earth and wrapped in the Daoist principles of cause and effect, suddenly manifested above the Flame Valley, blotting out the sun.
His palm descended like a dome of the sky, its lines etched with ancient martial arts runes and shimmering with divine light.
Wherever the palm strikes, the wind and clouds swirl, and even the spiritual energy of the Flame Valley is instantly drained, turning it into a deathly silence.
Within the Blazing Sun Gang, Chi Xiao, Wang Lie, and all the cultivators felt a fear originating from the depths of their souls the instant the palm shadow appeared.
That was a locked cause and effect, stemming from the despair of the soul.
They stood frozen in place, unable to even raise their hands, their very thoughts solidified by that supreme martial will.
Chi Xiao's pupils shrank to pinpoints, his eyes filled with fear and overwhelming regret.
He finally understood that the Blazing Sun Gang had not provoked a lone, wounded junior, but a powerful figure with a terrifying presence behind him!
But at this moment, no matter how much regret I feel, it's all in vain.
That overwhelming palm shadow, carrying the power to sever destiny and annihilate all things, slowly pressed down.
First, the protective array of Yan Valley shattered like paper under the palm shadow.
Then came the palaces and pavilions, which were reduced to ashes under the crushing force of the palm strikes.
Finally, the palm strike landed on the land of Flame Valley, landing on hundreds of Blazing Sun Gang cultivators.
The bodies of everyone in the Blazing Sun Gang disintegrated inch by inch under the palm strikes.
The causal connections between them and Lu Ming and the Martial Ancestor's legacy were also completely severed.
A deep, rumbling sound echoed through the heavens and the earth, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart, reverberating for miles around.
As the palm shadows faded, the Flame Valley ceased to exist.
Only a huge, bottomless palm print remained in the original spot, with lava churning on the sunken cliff face.
The edges of the palm print even left a faint distortion in space.
Everything about the Lieyang Gang has turned to dust. Even the slightest trace of its existence has been completely erased, as if the Lieyang Gang had never existed in this world.
Zhenwu Mountain, in front of the Martial Ancestor Hall.
Po Jun slowly withdrew his palm, and the martial arts aura and martial intent of heaven and earth around him quietly disappeared, as if he had just casually brushed away a speck of dust.
His face remained expressionless as he looked at Lu Ming, his gaze returning to its usual gentleness: "A few petty villains, obstructing the return of the Martial Ancestor's inheritance, even dared to bring about a bloodbath. Tracing the cause and effect, their crimes deserve ten thousand deaths, and they have been cleansed up."
The scene in the void slowly dissipated, but the image of the overwhelming palm shadow crushing everything was deeply imprinted in Lu Ming's mind and could not be forgotten.
He stood frozen in place, his blood seemingly frozen in place, his heart pounding, his throat so dry he couldn't utter a sound.
With a clear understanding of cause and effect, and a single thought tracing back to the source, one can suppress and kill from a thousand miles away without leaving even a trace of cause and effect!
Is this the strength of a peak martial arts master at the Destiny Realm? Is this the supreme skill of a disciple personally taught by the Martial Ancestor?
He had previously fought to the death with Wang Lie, who was at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage, and had barely escaped with his life. He believed that with his perfected Body Tempering and the Xuanwu Sword Technique, he would be hard-pressed to find an opponent of the same realm.
But in the face of Po Jun's palm strike, the so-called Golden Core Path was nothing more than an ant's existence, and his own meager cultivation was as insignificant as dust, not even worthy of being taken seriously.
Shocking! A shock that words cannot describe!
That martial arts power that spanned thousands of miles, and that profound method of severing cause and effect, made Lu Ming truly appreciate the vastness of the martial arts path.
At the same time, an extreme desire for peak power was growing wildly in his heart.
"Young friend, you've been frightened. Your injuries are severe, and you need to take good care of yourself." Gu Yingtian's gentle voice rang out at the right time, pulling Lu Ming back from his shock.
"I have ordered a quiet room to be prepared next to the Martial Ancestor Hall. The hall is surrounded by ancestral energy, making it the perfect place for healing. You may also take any elixirs and spiritual materials in the hall at will."
Just as Lu Ming was about to bow and express his gratitude, Po Jun took out a small bottle of white jade from his sleeve and handed it to him.
The jade bottle felt warm to the touch, and its body was engraved with ancient patterns. Even before it was opened, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out, filling his nostrils and subtly soothing his damaged meridians.
"This is the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill, which can repair injuries, stabilize the foundation of your Dao, and nourish your divine essence. Take it and rest well." Po Jun's voice remained gentle.
Lu Ming solemnly accepted the jade bottle with both hands, his fingertips trembling slightly, and bowed deeply to Po Jun and Gu Yingtian.
"Thank you very much, Senior Po Jun! Thank you very much, Sect Leader Gu!"
Soon, a disciple from the inner sect of Zhenwu Sect respectfully came to lead the way.
Lu Ming followed his disciple and turned to leave. When he reached the steps of the Martial Ancestor Hall, he couldn't help but look back.
Before the hall, Po Jun stood with his hands behind his back. His figure looked old and frail, yet he seemed to be one with the entire Zhenwu Mountain range.
His aura was as calm as an ordinary person's, but Lu Ming clearly remembered that this was the same figure who, with a wave of his hand, could annihilate a force thousands of miles away and erase all cause and effect.