novelraw Chapter 1158 - 1158 The Goal
Chapter 1158 - 1158 The Goal
Everyone turned toward the sound, and in the distance, auspicious clouds billowed.
A man dressed in a sacred ceremonial robe stood atop the clouds.
He held a brilliant golden staff, his face incomparably divine and handsome.
His entire body was enveloped in endless holy radiance and the light of faith.
Behind his head glowed a resplendent golden halo of truth, radiating a profound power of faith.
It was none other than the Son of Truth of the Gulan Holy Church.
The Gulan Holy Church, like the Western Heaven Sect, was a renowned great sect of the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, with countless followers.
Moreover, these great sects were also the most adept at wielding the power of faith.
At this moment, the seed of the Gulan Holy Church, the Son of Truth, had appeared in the world.
No one knew his real name.
Even the members of the Gulan Holy Church only referred to him as the Son of Truth.
As if he were the embodiment of truth itself, representing the highest and most sublime ideal.
"The calamity from the foreign realm has just been quelled. I believe we should not fall into internal strife, but instead seize this wonderful opportunity to strengthen ourselves."
The Son of Truth wore a calm expression, his face always carrying a sacred and gentle smile.
He gave off the feeling of a warm spring breeze.
Among the younger generation, he did indeed have a fairly good reputation.
He rarely quarreled with others.
"If he hadn't made the first move against the people of my Demon Phoenix Ancient Cave, this little ancestor naturally wouldn't have bothered stirring up trouble." Huang Niedao said coldly.
The Son of Truth smiled faintly and said nothing.
He turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao, sizing him up before saying, "Worthy of being the hero who saved our immortal domain. No wonder he can receive the worship of all living beings."
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the Son of Truth, his expression blank.
But inwardly, he quietly took note.
The Son of Truth wore a faint smile, his expression serene.
He appeared to be a peacemaker, someone who stood apart from worldly disputes.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao could vaguely sense that within the gaze the Son of Truth used to size him up, there was a faint, concealed fervor.
The reason, Jun Xiaoyao immediately guessed.
The Divine Spirit Dharma Body of faith!
What was the Gulan Holy Church most skilled at?
Cultivating the power of faith.
And Jun Xiaoyao's Divine Spirit Dharma Body was undoubtedly the ultimate manifestation of the power of faith.
With the power of the Divine Spirit Dharma Body, Jun Xiaoyao could even battle the hidden mastermind behind the foreign realm, the ultimate calamity.
So one had to wonder — was the Gulan Holy Church not tempted by the Divine Spirit Dharma Body?
Absolutely covetous!
Not to mention, the Jun family had previously had conflicts with the Gulan Holy Church.
The Gulan Holy Church's branch in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain had been wiped out by the Jun family.
Jun Xiaoyao himself had also slain several of the Holy Church's prodigies.
So Jun Xiaoyao would absolutely never believe that the Son of Truth harbored not even a shred of hostility toward him.
"What a smiling tiger, setting his sights on my Divine Spirit Dharma Body." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
This was surely not just the Son of Truth's own idea.
Most likely, many of the Gulan Holy Church's top figures thought the same.
If the Gulan Holy Church truly obtained the Divine Spirit Dharma Body, wouldn't they become invincible.
Compared to someone like Huang Niedao, who was straightforward and direct.
A smiling tiger like the Son of Truth was someone who warranted far greater vigilance.
"However, you covet my Divine Spirit Dharma Body of faith."
"I'm also quite curious about the Gulan Holy Church's cultivation methods for faith."
Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged, yet inwardly he had already begun to scheme.
Whoever dared to scheme against him, he would scheme back twice as hard.
"Hm?"
The Son of Truth felt an inexplicable pang in his heart.
He glanced at Jun Xiaoyao and found nothing unusual in his expression.
"Could it be that he sensed a hint of my intentions?" the Son of Truth wondered inwardly.
One could say this was an invisible game of wits.
Just as the atmosphere at the scene grew somewhat tense.
More figures appeared in the distance.
"Surely there can't be more powerful figures showing up?"
Many of the heavenly talents were already numb from watching.
All manner of supreme prodigies had already appeared.
This time, it was not one or two people.
But a full six or seven figures appearing simultaneously.
Beneath them, they each rode various exotic beasts, all powerful fierce beasts and rare creatures.
"It's the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders — could it be that the ancient young emperor has broken through and appeared in the world!"
When the crowd caught sight of those figures, an uproar broke out among the heavenly talents in the plaza.
If one were to name the most attention-grabbing mysterious heavenly talents right now.
Aside from the mysterious innate chaos physique sealed within the Gate of Chaos, there was the ancient young emperor of the Immortal Court.
However, to the slight disappointment of the crowd.
Only some of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders had come.
That ancient young emperor had not appeared.
These powerful knights arrived, men and women alike, each radiating a formidable aura.
Not to mention themselves — even their mounts were stronger than many heavenly talents.
This was perfectly normal, as they were figures from the same era as the ancient young emperor Di Haotian.
All of them were the most outstanding heroes of that age.
Never mind that Jun Xiaoyao had casually slain the three including Old Sixteenth earlier.
That was because they were facing Jun Xiaoyao.
Any other seed-level heavenly talent would have found it impossible to slay members of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders so effortlessly.
Now, these six or seven had arrived, carrying undisguised hostility.
They could not swallow this humiliation.
As followers of the ancient young emperor, when had they ever been treated with such contempt?
"Jun Xiaoyao, how do you intend to settle the score for Old Sixteenth and the other two?" one of the knights spoke up, his voice cold.
Jun Xiaoyao paid them no mind whatsoever, not even casting his gaze in their direction.
He ignored them entirely.
"Enough, that's quite enough." Third Elder Xumo said with a mild frown.
"Third Elder, this matter is none of your concern. We are followers of the young emperor, and we need to reclaim justice." another knight said.
The Third Elder's expression darkened slightly.
It seemed the ancient young emperor had given them far too much confidence — they no longer even regarded him, an elder of the Immortal Academy, with any respect.
Those knights all fixed their gazes on Jun Xiaoyao.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao still treated them as thin air, as though he hadn't seen them at all.
This made the fury in their hearts even harder to suppress.
"Insolent! What right do you have to address the young master directly!"
One of Jun Xiaoyao's followers, Yi Yu, stepped forward.
"Indeed, given your standing, you are not qualified to make the young master acknowledge you." Wangchuan also stepped forward.
Eternal Calamity Celestial Maiden, Yan Qingying, and others also stepped out.
In addition, Dragon Princess also stepped forward.
Though she was not one of Jun Xiaoyao's followers, she had once served as his mount.
There were also Yu Chanjuan, the Taiyin Jade Rabbit, and others.
This caused the expressions of those knights to shift slightly.
"Successor of the Nine-Fingered Holy Dragon Emperor, heir of the Yi Clan, Reincarnation Holy Body, Taiyin Holy Body…"
Seeing these heavenly talents step forward one by one.
Even the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders had their expressions change.
These monstrous heavenly talents were actually all followers of Jun Xiaoyao, not the slightest bit weaker than themselves.
Most likely only the top-ranked members of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders could stand shoulder to shoulder with these prodigies.
In addition, several outstanding members of the Jun family were watching them with cold eyes.
This made some of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders feel as though they had perhaps acted too impulsively.
And just at that moment, several of the knights suddenly sensed an extreme sense of crisis.
Whoosh!
Two graceful silhouettes emerged from the void, carrying an unprecedented killing intent.
It was none other than Xuan Yue and Su Hongyi!
One was the former Immortal Killing Thief, a spirit of the darkness.
The other was a descendant of the Black Heaven lineage, the inheritor of the Great Black Heavenly God.
They were the two sharpest blades among Jun Xiaoyao's followers!
Whoosh!
The two women struck directly, erupting in a sudden burst, moving to cut down those who had spoken disrespectfully to Jun Xiaoyao.
Xuan Yue wielded the Scythe of Death, combined with the Heaven-Devouring Creation Divine Art she had obtained from the Mother of the Other Shore Flower, and slashed directly toward one of the knights.
While Su Hongyi, her pair of blood-red crimson pupils blazing with killing light, wielded the Mirror of the Great Black Heaven, unleashing the sacrificial power unique to the Black Heaven Imperial Clan.
Boom!
Pfft!
In but an instant, two of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, Old Thirteenth and Old Fifteenth, were cut down and fell.