Chapter 498 - 497: A Gentleman Conceals His Weapons—Is Lin Heng Ridiculous or Worthy of Respect? [Second Update]
Chapter 498 - 497: A Gentleman Conceals His Weapons—Is Lin Heng Ridiculous or Worthy of Respect? [Second Update]
"This guy..."
All the quasi-saints were stunned.
Never in their wildest dreams did they expect that Lin Heng, even while bearing the extreme holy weapon, could still spare a hand to deal with everyone.
Such power was terrifying.
It sent chills down their spines!
Yet, since they could become quasi-saints, who among them hadn’t treaded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood?
Though their hearts pounded wildly, they all understood that at this point, there was no turning back.
If they couldn’t kill him now,
it would only become more difficult in the future!
"Kill!!!"
The quasi-saints attacked in unison, all kinds of techniques descended upon Lin Heng.
Lin Heng, with one hand supporting the extreme holy weapon, and the other facing the siege of the quasi-saints, though quickly injured on all sides and covered in blood, did not retreat a single step.
Just like a god of war on the battlefield.
Standing before the mighty stronghold, amidst millions, I shall advance!
However, this scene was too dazzling.
Even Nuwa couldn’t help but be moved.
She spoke tremulously, "Little Daoist, leave, this has nothing to do with you..."
Hearing the title "Little Daoist," Lin Heng, who was fighting bloodily, surprisingly broke into a smile.
"Miss Xiaoqian, I owe you much."
"Go and become a saint without worry."
"Everything, leave it to me!"
Nuwa listened to these words, her gaze extremely complicated.
Lin Heng then put away his smile, his eyes fiercely looking at everyone before him.
"Come now, let’s see if today, all the blood in my veins can be spilled!"
The wooden hairpin on his head had long been lost, his Taoist hair scattered and dancing wildly in the wind.
The Purple Gold Daoist Robe, specially forged after establishing the Immortal Court, was now soaked with blood, losing its original dignity and elegance.
Yet bathed in blood.
It only made him appear even more invincible!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lin Heng, with each punch, fought fiercely against everyone.
Many quasi-saint weapons were destroyed amidst wailing.
Thirteen quasi-saints, more than half had their bodies exploded, but unfortunately, Lin Heng couldn’t seize the moment to finish them off, thus with the Saint’s Breath within them, they quickly regenerated and rejoined the battle.
But there were also two quasi-saints, who chose to retreat after suffering severe injuries.
Among them was the Phoenix Ancestor.
He wasn’t only intimidated by Lin Heng’s aura, more pivotal were the three extreme holy weapons present, leaving him without hope of standing out in this struggle for a seat.
For killing Lin Heng was merely the first hurdle.
Afterward, one must drive Nuwa down, and when Nuwa steps down, the quasi-saints present will erupt in a great war once more.
How then to deal with the extreme holy weapons?
Even if, by a long shot, one managed to step onto the Celestial Dao Gate due to various unforeseen circumstances.
To become a saint, one must still face the most terrifying Saint Tribulation...
"So be it, so be it."
"Ultimately, I’m not destined for the Saint Position..."
The Phoenix Ancestor sighed lightly, after a profound glance at the blood-soaked Lin Heng, decisively withdrew from the battlefield and retreated from the Demon Realm.
Indeed.
He too wished to see the final outcome.
But he couldn’t.
As the world’s only pure-blooded Phoenix at the quasi-saint level, too many powerful beings coveted his body.
...
The battle continued.
Nuwa too began to exert all her strength to strike the final step.
And the quasi-saints who couldn’t break through Lin Heng, were sweating with anxiety.
Especially East Buddha.
The Past Buddha spared no effort to get involved with karma, lending him the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, he truly couldn’t accept the Saint Position being taken by someone else.
"Among you, some still bear an extreme holy weapon."
"Why haven’t you acted?"
"Do you truly wish to watch Nuwa succeed?"
East Buddha, usually smiling, couldn’t help but roar in anger.
"Another extreme holy weapon?"
The blood-soaked quasi-saints upon hearing these words, all raised their eyebrows.
While everyone was in doubt.
Mencius, the Confucian quasi-saint who hadn’t stood out much for the entire duration, sighed helplessly and then slowly recited the proverb he said upon arrival.
"A gentleman hides his tools and waits for the time to act."
With his words,
a brilliant light burst from his chest, a Saint’s Book appeared.
Between heaven and earth, the sound of reading resonated crisply.
"The human heart is perilous, the Dao heart is subtle; Only with precision and unity, can one hold firm the middle."
The sixteen-character Confucian mantra rumbled, resonating through the heavens and earth, as if countless scholars were chanting together.
Not only did the Demon Realm hear it.
The Grand Thousand Upper Realm was alerted as well.
"Another aura of a saint appears, another extreme holy weapon of the living saint?"
"Insanity... insanity..."
"This bout for the seat in this era, is it truly so pivotal? Saints one after another intervene, willing to bear immense karma, expending their undying bodies..."
The bigwigs of the Immortal Realm were all astounded.
No one anticipated that this struggle for the Mortal World’s seat, would prompt even the saints to risk karma and involve holy weapons.
The quasi-saints within the Demon Realm were also stupefied.
They ceased their siege on Lin Heng, blankly gazing at Mencius.
"A Saint’s Book?!"
"A Confucian Saint, even at great cost, to have another saint emerge from Confucianism?"
Not only were they shocked, even East Buddha was extremely surprised.
Under the divine power of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, he indeed sensed there was another extreme holy weapon hidden here.
But he did not expect it to be the possession of Saint Kong...
"A gentleman hides his tools; they’re truly well hidden..." Eastern Venerable Emperor Chong’en squinted his eyes, sensing the displeasure of the Celestial Book of God Sealing.
Clearly, the Celestial Book of God Sealing wasn’t fond of the Saint’s Book.
Or more precisely, the Celestial Book of God Sealing didn’t favor the Earth Book of Mountains and Seas, nor the Netherworld Book of Life and Death.
"Daoist Lord, please retreat!"
Holding the Saint’s Book, Mencius gave Lin Heng a final warning.
Covered in blood, Lin Heng, painstakingly supporting the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, glanced at the Celestial Dao Gate.
Nuwa was still struggling to step onto the ninth step, the void creaking beneath her stride.
However, the emergence of the Saint’s Book brought everything to a halt.
"Forget it..." She shook her head towards Lin Heng, about to retreat from the Celestial Ladder.
"Don’t you dare!" Lin Heng shouted, shaking the heavens and earth.
Nuwa’s gaze was complex, yet Lin Heng’s eyes were resolute as he said, "Just one final step, take it, don’t let all I’ve done be in vain."
Saying this, Lin Heng turned back, even as blood trickled from his seven orifices.
But he still reassured, "Don’t worry about me, I’m fine!"
Having said this, Lin Heng stared at Mencius with bloodshot eyes, gradually bursting under the prolonged suppression of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda.
"Come on." Lin Heng said, his voice already muffled, for his throat too was gushing blood.
The quasi-saints present watching this scene couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions.
Even Mencius couldn’t resist remarking, "Among quasi-saints, there’s no affection, you went this far for her, truly don’t know whether it’s laughable or admirable..."
"Enough, stop the chatter, act quickly!" East Buddha was already burning with anxiety.
Hearing this, Mencius also put aside his feelings, hesitated no longer, and opened the Saint’s Book.
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