High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

Chapter 625 This is an inevitable trend, irreversible.

Gu Changkong recalled his cultivation journey.

In order to break through to the Dao-Slaying Realm, he secluded himself for decades and almost suffered a qi deviation several times.

After his breakthrough, in order to comprehend the Great Dao of the Sage, he spent several hundred years in the mortal world, experiencing countless life-and-death battles, love and hate, before finally seeing through the illusions and ushering in his own tribulation to become a sage.

But what about this Brother Xiao?

He stays in his cave all day, never venturing out, and when he does come out, it's only to drink and chat with himself.

He didn't go out to experience the mortal world, nor did he go through life and death. He just stayed peacefully for three years, and then... he's about to become a saint?

"Could it be that we cultivate using fundamentally different systems?"

An absurd idea popped into Gu Changkong's mind.

He even suspected that the great path in this world might have opened some special back door for this kid.

"Does comprehending the Great Dao not require time? Does severing attachments not require experience?"

"How come it's as simple as eating and drinking for you?"

"So you just want to achieve a certain level of achievement, then grab a piece of paper and fill in a line, huh?!"

Gu Changkong shook his head with a wry smile. Although he complained about the injustice of fate, a heartfelt joy and pride welled up in his eyes.

After all, this prodigy was someone Gu Changkong personally discovered from the outside and brought into the core of the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

"If Brother Xiao can truly become a saint today, our Tai Xuan Holy Land will have gained such a young and peerless saint."

"Perhaps, this dead end... he really can turn things around!"

Gu Changkong clenched his fists, nervously watching the changes in the thunderclouds, and silently prayed for Lin Hanzhou.

……

Meanwhile, within the Tai Xuan Holy Land, a great uproar was being stirred up by this tribulation.

Outside the gates of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, at the edge of the massive blockade jointly set up by the three holy lands.

Within several hidden void array patterns, several figures sitting cross-legged simultaneously opened their eyes.

These people exuded powerful law fluctuations; they were all renowned Dao-Slaying Realm kings.

They were spies sent by the three holy lands to monitor the movements of the Tai Xuan Holy Land on a daily basis.

"Boom!"

Even from a great distance, the terrifying tribulation clouds that covered millions of miles still made these Dao-Slaying Kings feel a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

"This divine power...tsk tsk tsk, it's quite a commotion."

A middle-aged king dressed in the attire of the Purple Cloud Holy Land and carrying a long sword stood up, gazing in the direction of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Judging from this situation, someone is triggering the tribulation to become a saint."

"I wonder which hidden Dao-slaying old ghost in the Tai Xuan Holy Land couldn't hold on any longer before his death and wanted to gamble on this opportunity to become a saint."

Beside him, a demon king from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, with a pair of dark golden bull horns on his head, sneered, his tone full of disdain and mockery.

"Who cares who's breaking through? No matter how powerful this tribulation is, at most it's just the birth of a new saint."

"To the Tai Xuan Holy Land, which is now a dilapidated ship riddled with holes, a new saint is not even a drop in the ocean."

"Brother Niu is right."

Another sword cultivator king from the Heavenly Sword Holy Land nodded in deep agreement, toying with the longsword in his hand, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The situation is now very clear. The destruction of the Tai Xuan Holy Land was already predetermined; it is an inevitable trend that cannot be reversed."

"Let alone a newly enlightened saint, even if the Supreme Saint Lord Tai Xuan were to break through to become a Great Saint right now, he would be powerless to reverse the tide!"

They spoke with conviction and without a doubt.

Because in the power struggle at the Quasi-Emperor level, Saints, Saint Kings, and even Great Saints are nothing more than slightly stronger ants.

What truly determines the course of the war are the quasi-emperors of both sides and the supreme imperial weapons capable of sinking the Eastern Continent.

"Although it is not a major concern, this matter is of utmost importance."

"It's strange that someone from the Tai Xuan Holy Land was able to break through to sainthood despite the pressure in this deadly situation."

"Let's report this to the higher-ups of our respective holy lands as soon as possible. After all, this is important intelligence about a Saint-level warrior."

The middle-aged king of the Purple Cloud Holy Land made the proposal with a solemn expression.

"Yes, just follow the rules."

The kings exchanged glances, then took out communication jade slips from their storage rings and began to send the strange phenomena and speculations about the world back to the main force of their respective sects, hidden in the shadows.

After the report was finished, the group returned to their seats, closed their eyes to rest, and two of them even set up a chessboard and continued playing chess.

From beginning to end, no one suggested approaching the Tai Xuan Holy Land to investigate and see who was breaking through.

They clearly didn't take this "new saint" too seriously.

After a brief reporting process, everyone went about their own business.

After all, they weren't fools who were hot-headed to have cultivated to the level of the Dao-Slaying King.

Although the Tai Xuan Holy Land is already a sick tiger that is about to die of old age and has lost all its teeth, even a centipede with a hundred legs will not die easily.

Especially now that they are in a state of extreme despair and tension, if these enemy cultivators dare to sneak up and spy on them at this moment...

If they angered the sages who were currently troubled in the Tai Xuan Holy Land, or even angered the Tai Xuan Holy Lord, he could easily crush them with a flick of his finger, like squashing a few bugs.

In this grand, earth-shattering game of war between the feudal lords and Tai Xuan, they were merely insignificant pawns crossing the river.

The wisest choice is to preserve your own life and quietly await the passing of the Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan.

……

Meanwhile, within the Tai Xuan Holy Land, above the mountain peak where the Holy Son's Cave was located.

"Boom!"

Amidst endless thunderclouds, accompanied by a blinding purple light, the first tribulation of sainthood descended with a thunderous roar!

Faced with such heavenly might that would terrify ordinary cultivators at the Dao Severing Realm and even require them to use countless magical treasures and formations to resist, Lin Hanzhou didn't even lift an eyelid.

He sat quietly cross-legged on the spot, his black clothes fluttering in the strong wind.

He didn't summon any defensive artifacts or activate any defensive divine powers; he simply met the descending lightning bolt head-on with his pure flesh and blood.

"boom!"

The raging lightning instantly engulfed Lin Hanzhou, and the blinding lightning burst forth at the mountain peak with a dazzling brilliance like a supernova explosion.

However, as the dazzling lightning gradually dissipated, a truly awe-inspiring scene unfolded.

Lin Hanzhou remained seated steadily in the same spot, his black clothes without even a single scorch mark.

The terrifying lightning not only failed to cause him any real harm, but instead transformed into strands of extremely pure lightning essence, which flowed wildly into his body through all 108,000 pores on his body.

His already flawless physical body is undergoing an astonishing transformation under the baptism of thunder, moving towards an even more extraordinary level.