Chapter 83: Greatness in the Ordinary (2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“You should know the rest of the story.”
The White Dragon King spoke tirelessly. He knew that he would die today, so it didn’t matter to him to tell Li Qingshan everything before he died.
“Then why didn’t you wait for the Immortal Path Golden Ranking to descend and summon me? Why must you kill me personally?” Li Qingshan asked curiously.
“At that time, you were only at Nirvana Pinnacle. How could you be summoned into the Dimensional Battlefield?” The White Dragon King shook his head.
“If the people from the Dimensional Battlefield don’t return, I will be number one in the Human World.” Li Qingshan said.
“I don’t know when the Immortal Path Golden Ranking will descend. You’re at
Nirvana Plane, so I just need to secretly set up some arrangements to kill you. I let these people return because I want them to help me resist the roll call after the Immortal Path Golden Ranking descends. This way, I don’t have to go to the Dimensional Battlefield.’
“If I wait till the Immortal Path Golden Ranking of the Dimensional Battlefield to descend, you will be on it, and so will I. That is what I don’t want to see the most.”
“I didn’t know that you would improve so quickly. This is my biggest mistake.” The White Dragon King closed his eyes, and his voice conveyed regret.
“Thank you for clearing my doubts. Now, please be on your way.” Li Qingshan looked at the White Dragon King and used his finger as a sword.
“You need a sword to kill me?” The White Dragon King sneered.
Li Qingshan said calmly, “Of course, I won’t need to use my sword to kill you. However, I’m doing this for a senior. Back then, he only managed to release half of the sword strike. Now, I’ll do the other half.’
The White Dragon King tried his best to open his eyes and said forcefully, “The
Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar!”
Back then, the Sword God of the Old Millenium Calendar had cut off half of his primordial spirit and forced him into a deep slumber. The White Dragon King still remembered that grudge.
But he couldn’t find the target for revenge.
Because it was a sword strike that the Sword God of the Old Millenium
Calendar had used to burn everything he had.
The White Dragon King didn’t expect to see that sword strike again after 3,000 years.
Li Qingshan didn’t waste any words. He used his fingers as a sword and performed the Heaven Slicing Sword Technique.
Clang!
The Sword Qi burst from the bottom to the top and it was dazzling. The sword light danced, and the Sword Qi was like a boundless rain that fell down.
At that moment, the White Dragon King, whose eyes were blurry with age, tried his best to widen them. In that sword rain, he seemed to see an old friend from 3,000 years ago slowly walking towards him.
His footsteps were firm.
Just like the young swordsman from 3,000 years ago who burned everything he had to slash at him.
“It’s time to end our 3,000-year-old feud.” The White Dragon King sighed.
At that moment, he suddenly thought that if he had been killed by the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar 3,000 years ago, he would have died at his most glorious time. It would have been better than dying like this.
“You’re really persistent. You’ve been pestering me for 3,000 years. Now, I’m giving you my life, and all our grudges are written off.” The White Dragon King muttered in his heart and gently closed his eyes.
The Sword Qi streaked across like a rainbow, bringing with it a smear of blood that splattered on the green bricks in front of the Buddha Hall.
The White Dragon King slowly fell to the ground, no longer breathing.
And the figure of the young man in the sword rain turned into dust at that moment and no longer existed. All kinds of sword lights danced and flew in all directions.
The grudge between the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar and the White Dragon King, which had existed for thousands of years, was completely resolved by Li Qingshan’s sword strike.
Li Qingshan looked at the abbot of the Great Thunderclap Temple, “Deactivate this formation. The matter is over. After these people die, help them to release their souls and bury them on the spot.”
Li Qingshan didn’t kill the remaining 15 top-notch experts.
They only had a few days left to live.
He would leave them to the abbot of the Great Thunderclap Temple.
The abbot did not dare to delay and immediately went to deactivate the formation.
The formation was activated very quickly, but deactivating it took half a day.
During that half a day, Li Qingshan meditated in the Buddha Hall.
He was comprehending his Human World Immortal Plane.
The breakthrough this time was completely unexpected.
It was the Power of Faith accumulated by the Great Thunderclap Temple for 3,000 years that Li Qingshan had completely absorbed, which pushed the Trikaya Buddhist Scriptures to the next level. Then, it opened the path from the Nirvana Plane to the Human World Immortal Plane.
The originally bumpy path of cultivation had become the Great Path to Heaven. Li Qingshan only needed to run wildly to enter the Human World Immortal Plane.
There were many things worth savoring.
Li Qingshan only wanted to return to the Repentance Cliff and cultivate quietly.
His biggest concern, the White Dragon King, had been dealt with. In the following days, Li Qingshan could still live in seclusion, cultivating quietly and waiting for the Immortal Path Golden Ranking to descend.
Half a day later, the Buddha’s Golden Body, which was 500 feet tall, disappeared. The Great Thunderclap Temple was restored to its original state.
Li Qingshan left without alerting anyone.
Before leaving, Li Qingshan looked at the Western Desert.
That was a magical land.
The Buddhism culture had descended upon that land, taking root and sprouting. That place had the Power of Faith. Because he had absorbed 3,000 years’ worth of Power of Faith, Li Qingshan felt a holy and peaceful aura looking at the land of the Western Desert right then.
There was a sense of intimacy, completely different from when he first arrived.
“I’ll return if I have the chance in the future.” Li Qingshan said softly.
He then used the Kun Peng Precious Technique and transformed into a huge Kun Peng. It roamed the Nine Heavens and flew towards the Repentance Cliff.
The Repentance Cliff remained the same.
The sea-like bamboo forest, the mountain-like Stele Forest, and the bamboo hut all remained the same.
There was the small bridge and flowing water, the garden full of flowers, Five Ghosts, and Little Fox. Everything was there.
Back at the Repentance Cliff, Li Qingshan felt very close to home.
He had lived in that world for decades but had only gone to a few places. The Repentance Cliff was his home..
