Chapter 120: Chapter 120: The True Meaning of the Five Elements, Divine Light of the Great Dao

Five-Color Divine Light!

It embodies the true essence of the Five Elements Path, capable of wiping away all things belonging to the five elements! I

This was the legendary most powerful technique of a certain Great Divine Power, who once swept away countless Immortals and Gods, and dominated over many epochs, once symbolizing the highest achievement of the Five Elements Path.

Although the Five-Color Divine Light that Zhou Heng is now displaying is a version weakened countless times, the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal was also unable to compare with true Celestial beings.

In the moment when the Five-Color Divine Light spread across the sky.

All the people who had cultivated martial arts related to the Five Elements Path subconsciously raised their heads.

The Lower Third Rank martial artists remained somewhat bewildered, not understanding the inexplicable throbbing in their hearts.

The Middle Third Rank martial artists, however, were all horrified and wore shocked expressions.

Even though they were unknowingly many miles away from Yuanhe Prefecture City, they all felt a brilliant and bright flash before their eyes, as if illuminated by the true essence of the Five Elements Path.

Especially those Middle Third Rank martial artists who were relatively close to Yuanhe Prefecture City, were directly immersed in the true essence of the Path displayed by the Five-Color Divine Light.

Sha Mishe, who was originally fighting against the projection of the Qingxia God, actually stopped in his tracks, staring at the sky’s Five-Color Divine Light with an incredibly mesmerized gaze, and then was swept away by the projection’s unconsciously swung tail, knocking him down from the sky.

Above the Qingxia River, Liu Gaoyang looked at the sky-spanning Five-Color Divine Light with disbelief, his eyes wide open. Such a high-ranking Fourth Rank was almost popping out his eyes.

“What is this? Have I seen the root of the Path? Is this the grace of the Patriarch?” In this moment, he seemed to forget everything else, with all his spirit focused on the Five-Color Divine Light, utterly intoxicated and madly enraptured.

The old boatman was also staring blankly at the Five-Color Divine Light. Although his cultivation did not belong to the Five Elements, his own realm was extremely high, and the moment he saw the Five-Color Divine Light, he understood what it signified.

“Part of the true essence of the Five Elements Path… Could it be that, after these thousands of years, another saint who masters the Five Elements Path has appeared in this world?” His gaze never left the Five-Color Divine Light, and his face showed a complicated expression, as if recalling some long-past events and figures.

In Yuanhe Prefecture City.

In the Bai family’s backyard, just after being “revived from death,” the Bai shopkeeper couple and Bai Jingtian were planning to take Bai Yuejian to hide in the cellar, as their previous experience had left them frightened.

But Bai Yuejian stood stiffly in the courtyard, staring blankly up at the sky­spanning Five-Color Divine Light. Even though she had not cultivated any martial arts, she watched with intense focus, as if completely immersed.

In this state, Bai Yuejian seemed to possess an incredibly strong body and power; neither the Bai shopkeeper couple nor Bai Jingtian could pull her away, nor could they convince her to move even a little.

“Yuejian, what are you doing? Come hide with us, it’s deadly, we could die, ah!” Bai Yuejian’s mother was almost crying in her urgency, not wanting to relive the nightmare they just went through.

“Ah?” Bai Yuejian seemed to be jolted by the crying, her mesmerized gaze suddenly cleared, then her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Seeing this, her mother rushed to catch her and shouted to the Bai shopkeeper and Bai Jingtian, “Let’s go, while Yuejian is asleep, let’s quickly hide in the cellar!”

The Bai shopkeeper and Bai Jingtian nodded, and the group hurried towards the cellar.

However, at the moment when Bai Yuejian looked towards the Five-Color Divine Light, the ordinarily unconscious projection of the Qingxia God unexpectedly turned its head in the direction of Bai Yuejian.

At this point, the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal, through the self-blood sacrifice of Lin Ziran, had already made his appearance.

He crossed an unimaginable number of miles from the floating island over the sea and returned to Yuanhe Prefecture City.

The Loose Immortal, whose indifferent eyes contained hidden fury, was determined to find the youth who had just employed some bizarre technique to send him back to the floating island.

Then he would tear him to pieces!

Though the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal couldn’t understand how a mere Eighth Rank youngster could execute such an unthinkable technique, his millennia of experience told him—

Any high-level, extremely strong technique executed at a low realm level certainly had severe limitations and an unbearable price to pay.

Therefore, it was unlikely this youth could use the technique a second time in a short period.

Moreover, the fact that the youth’s first choice after everything started over was to kill Li Tonghe seemed to confirm this speculation.

This was the most logical situation.

So, the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal calculated how he would kill the youth while emerging from that sky-reaching clear beam next.

And then—

He ran headlong into the sky-spanning Five-Color Divine Light!!

This light, seemingly encompassing all things and demonstrating the rationale of the five elements, intent on wiping all the world’s five-elemental things, shrouded the Loose Immortal in an instant.

“What is this?!” The Great Saintly Merciful Immortal was shocked beyond measure by this sudden and unexpected encounter.

And it filled him with indescribable terror.

The Great Saintly Merciful Immortal could distinctly perceive that this Five- Color Divine Light far exceeded his ability to cope; it was an attack that entirely surpassed his realm level.

The impression the Five-Color Divine Light gave him was akin to being targeted by a Second Rank Tao Lord who had refined a “Five Elements Dao seed” and was trying to cleanse and suppress him, to completely imprison – even to erase him!

The Great Saintly Merciful Immortal’s mind was filled with shock and incipient fear.

But he was not planning on waiting for death.

The moment he realized he was enveloped by the Five-Color Divine Light.

This Loose Immortal mustered all his strength to channel his own mana, along with the scant traces of spiritual essence power he could harness, gathering them into beams of cyan light, attempting to break through the five-colored divine radiance.

The cyan light, which the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal had fully mustered, struck against the five-colored divine radiance, trying to break the shackles.

At the same time, strands of multicolored light also emerged from his body.

Within these lights were various objects: flying wheels, flags, magical robes, flying swords, spirit plates… all of them were unpredictable and immensely powerful magic weapons.

This was clearly the accumulation of the past thousands of years by the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal.

After all, the cultivation of a Loose Immortal is generally fixed, unable to improve through cultivation alone, thus to enhance their power, they must turn to magic weapons.

Now, in his desperation to break free from the envelopment of the five-colored divine radiance, the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal was flipping out his entire foundation. As he gave it his all, he also spared no effort to activate all his magic weapons, trying to blast open the five-colored divine radiance.

“Breakforme!”

The once revered Loose Immortal, who viewed ordinary people as mere ants, yelled angrily, hysterically, using all his might to break free from the imprisonment of the five-colored divine radiance.

Unfortunately, how formidable is the Great Divine Power of the five-colored divine radiance, even when weakened countless times, it is still enough to completely crush a Loose Immortal.

Hence, all his efforts were in vain.

They didn’t have the slightest effect.

Whether it was the cyan light formed by the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal using his mana and the little spiritual essence power he could muster, or the many magic weapons he accumulated over thousands of years, none were of any use.

Upon contact with the five-colored divine radiance, they disintegrated instantaneously, like sheets of useless paper thrown into a shredder, leaving behind only pure elemental energies.

Too terrifying!

Far removed from the mortal coil, dwelling in seclusion on a hovering island overseas for thousands of years, with emotions that had nearly completely faded away, the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal now felt a surge of intense fear.

This sensation of terror, he had only experienced thousands of years ago, when he watched his fleshly body decay, with only his Immortal Yuan Spirit remaining, suspended in the void.

It was the feeling of being on the brink of death.

Boom!

The Great Saintly Merciful Immortal heard a loud bang, and then he saw his body burst open wholly, eradicated by the five-colored divine radiance. His “body,” naturally within the realm of the Five Elements, was annihilated into nothingness on the spot.

In just an instant, the “body” of the Loose Immortal disappeared.

The once high and mighty Great Saintly Merciful Immortal now had nothing left but an Immortal Yuan Spirit, still trapped within the five-colored divine radiance, unable to break free.

And he felt dizzy, as if he might faint at any moment.

He also knew that if he did faint, it would likely be an eternal slumber, without any chance of waking up again.

“Damn it! How could this happen?!” Grave dissatisfaction and anger were all that remained in the Great Saintly Merciful Immortal’s consciousness. His Primordial Spirit roared, “Why, why has this happened, who did this?!”

While he seethed with rage, he suddenly sensed the five-colored divine radiance that imprisoned him seemed to rise up as if it was being taken away by someone.

Then, he saw Zhou Heng standing on high ground, with his palm raised and fingers spread, the center of his palm dark and profound, as if encompassing everything, about to retrieve the five-colored divine radiance.

“Is it him??” The Great Saintly Merciful Immortal felt as if he had seen a ghost, almost losing his sanity and spiraling into madness, his Immortal Yuan Spirit nearly collapsing.

The “mighty being” who had crushed the body he inhabited, shattered his Loose Immortal physique, and obliterated his many magic weapons was nothing but a mere martial artist of the Eighth Rank…

And even one whom he had once crushed underfoot!

The Great Saintly Merciful Immortal began to doubt his life, unable to accept this outcome.

At this moment, as the five-colored divine radiance had been reclaimed into Zhou Heng’s palm, the many powerhouses inside Yuanhe Prefecture City also came to their senses, realizing from whence came that radiance that seemed to contain the true essence of the Five Elements.

They all gazed unblinkingly at Zhou Heng, their eyes filled with intense fervor. Clang!

Just then, the sound of a sword cry came from the sky, and a blinding purple sword light crossed the void, descending beside Zhou Heng — it was You Ziheng wielding the Divine Weapon, the Purple Virtual Sword.

He stood by Zhou Heng’s side with sword in hand, carrying the fierce momentum of a Celestial Man descending, his indifferent gaze sweeping over all, with no one daring to meet his eyes.

Simultaneously, a streak of cyan light arrived from another direction, bringing with it an extremely dense aura of green wood. A middle-aged man wearing a green robe stepped into the void.

It was Liu Gaoyang.

“Who dares to block my Path?!” His loud shout was like that of an enraged demon.

On a hillside outside of River Mansion City, the teleportation array set up by Xuan Ge lit up, its multicolored light sparkling, soon a tall figure in a five- colored gown, majestic and exuding luxury, emerged from within.

His face was masked.

The mask was painted with the images of five emperors in red, white, blue, black, and yellow.

“Great Master of the Five Emperor’s Inner Circle!”

Xuan Ge and Tian Qiang said in unison, bowing deeply in respect.