CHAPTER 753: 693 FINAL SCENE ONE

Bamboo forest.

Emerald green leaves drifted down askew, like rain or cotton.

Tian Qingzi held a horsetail whisk, spinning like a top, flashing continuously among the seven people.

Upon reaching the Giant Spirit Form, it was as if everyone had returned to the most primal form of close-quarters combat.

The various weapons, shimmering with misty light, each represented the countless concept-modification abilities mastered by the Quan Li.

The moment they were touched, the individual’s own concept would be instantly modified, turning into a solid concept body controlled by the Quan Li.

Only concepts could combat concepts—different Consciousness Power twisting the same existential concept led to the result: the Quan Li’s slaughter had once again become a struggle of Consciousness Power.

Clang!

Tian Qingzi flicked his horsetail whisk, deflecting the Golden Greatsword of The First Generation, taking a step forward to neatly avoid the cutting blades coming from behind.

Eight spider-like arms sprang open behind him, blocking the swords, spears, and other weapons attacking from the remaining directions.

All weapons bore down upon him, forming a makeshift cage.

The misty light on the weapons mixed rapidly, trying to forcibly imprison and suppress him, enveloping him into a large sphere.

But to no avail.

A golden tree shadow flashed behind Tian Qingzi.

The giant tree released a golden light, blasting everything in the vicinity away with a booming wave.

Boom!

All seven were forcibly scattered and retreated apart.

’Something’s not right! His power... his Consciousness Power has suddenly grown stronger!!?’ Yong Ling’s eyes beneath his helmet changed.

’Indeed, something’s off. I have a fixed data set for Tian Qing’s power; he couldn’t possibly have reached this level! Even with the Genesis Ancient Tree... The burst just now was at least ten times stronger than his former self!’ The Eagle Emperor also looked grave, sensing that something was amiss.

Not just him, the other five, each a Great Quan Li, all had serious expressions, sensing that something was wrong.

The misty light on everyone was still there, but in that last explosion, a significant amount of it had been consumed.

"Ridiculous," said Tian Qingzi indifferently, "did you really think we wouldn’t anticipate that the final puzzle piece would be hidden?"

In his hand, the horsetail whisk shimmered with blinding golden light, turning the surrounding bamboo forest a shade of gold.

’It’s not right!" Yong Ling suddenly said. "Your power... it must have surged just now!"

He carefully recalled the details of the recent changes.

Suddenly, he lunged forward.

His figure flashed behind Tian Qingzi in an instant, the greatsword swung, tracing a slanting line of gold.

’Flower Language Technique: Blade of the Fated Strike!’

The solid concept of causality was instantly employed, reinforcing his Golden Sword, with all of his Consciousness Power poured into this single strike, to ensure the solid concept could resist any distortion and achieve its ultimate goal.

Boom!

The golden light on the Golden Sword surged dramatically, like a brilliant sun-like divine sword, carrying illusory colored halos with countless reinforced concepts of Consciousness Power, slashing straight towards Tian Qingzi.

It couldn’t be twisted!

It couldn’t be changed!

It couldn’t be stopped!

The Golden Greatsword, carrying a single concept of misty light, chopped down fiercely.

Clang!!!

But, in the instant before it struck Tian Qingzi’s nose...

A palm appeared suddenly right in front of the blade.

With a grasp, it seized the blade.

The bamboo forest immediately stilled.

The other six seized the opportunity to use Instantaneous Movement, appearing at six major positions around Tian Qingzi, launching their attacks simultaneously.

But everyone’s attacks were, in that instant, blown apart by the huge wave produced between the Golden Greatsword and the palm.

Whoom!!!

A golden spherical wave, with Tian Qingzi and Yong Ling at its center, erupted instantaneously.

The ground was destroyed, the bamboo forest collapsed, the sky shattered, everything reverted once more into the endless pitch-black Void of the Black Sea.

But in the blink of an eye, a flash of green light restored everything back to the scene of the emerald bamboo forest.

Tian Qingzi stood at the center, holding the sword in one hand, his palm completely unharmed.

He was just calmly looking at the other person.

"It’s useless."

Crack.

The Golden Sword Blade in his palm suddenly split with cracks.

"The gap between us is like that of the bright moon compared to the galaxy."

"No... that’s impossible!!" A look of disbelief appeared on Yong Ling’s face.

Not just him, the other six were also deeply shocked.

Because, in that very instant, Tian Qingzi’s power had climbed again, increasing by several times more than just a moment ago!

At this stage, everyone, being Grand Quan Li, was simply competing with the ultimate struggle of Consciousness Power.

But... what on earth was going on with this Tian Qingzi!!?

And what was even more exaggerated was that Tian Qingzi’s Consciousness Power fluctuations were still rising!

Bang!!

In that moment, the Golden Greatsword instantly crumbled, exploded into shards, scattering in all directions.

The permanent and indestructible concepts attached to it were also thoroughly shattered by Tian Qingzi’s forced modification.

At this moment, the Golden Sword had even lost the concept of being a sword and the concept of sharpness completely.

Directly transformed into harmless countless golden light points, becoming part of the scenery.

"Something’s not right! You’re definitely not Tian Qingzi!?" Suddenly, Duke Yuan Dian took a step back from the left, seemingly realizing something, his facial expression drastically changing.

"I still have a token of the consciousness power of the Lian City Association here with me, as a symbol of the chairman’s identity! But just now! The attributes of your consciousness power were completely wrong!"

The Duke’s face looked extremely awful, as if he had thought of something indescribable.

Whoosh!

A circle of breeze spread out naturally from the center, with Tian Qingzi at its core, spreading outwards.

He stood still, his white eyebrows drooping. He let the doubtful and uncertain gazes of the people around him fall on him.

"Who says I’m not Tian Qingzi?" Tian Qingzi released his hand, allowing the seven people to retreat and distance themselves.

He casually put down the horsetail whisk, letting it shatter into countless golden light points.

"Or rather, why do you think that Tian Qingzi is not me?"

As soon as these words came out, the seven people, including Yong Ling, were shaken to their core.

"You.... could it be!?" Yong Ling’s eyes rapidly flickered with colorful light, unable to hide the shock in his heart.

Tian Qingzi did not speak again, but simply lifted his face, and his facial features flashed instantly, transforming into the face of Daoist Tianhong.

Then, in a flash, he changed into Daoist Tianyan.

Next appeared Tian Xuanzi, who was supposed to have died at the hands of Yong Ling himself, and finally returned to his own face as Tian Qingzi.

"Unfortunately, I must disappoint you." A relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"In Tian Ju Pavilion, we, the Four Elders of Heaven’s Harvest, have always been one with four faces. I am Tian Qingzi, as well as Tianhong, Tianyan, Tian Xuan."

"No! I traveled with Tian Xuanzi for thousands of years! He can’t possibly be you!" The leader of the Ancient Divine Hall suddenly dispersed her disguise, revealing the appearance of a green-skinned woman with four eyes, speaking incredulously.

"Two thousand years ago in the Black Sea Calendar, he indeed wasn’t me. But now, as we, one with four faces, cultivate the singular Heaven, with each disappearance, the total and strength of the remaining ones’ consciousness power increase tenfold."

Tian Qingzi spread his arms wide.

"Now... at the moment of Tian Xuan’s demise, my power has increased a thousandfold!!"

Hum!!

In an instant, behind him emerged the Genesis Golden Tree, a massive black hole, a giant Buddha with faces all over, and a colossal azure eyeball.

The four silhouettes, each representing one of the core forms of the Four Elders of Heaven’s Harvest.

They twisted and merged with each other, with the Genesis Golden Tree serving as the main foundation, the black hole becoming countless leaves on the tree, the giant Buddha turning into a relief on the front of the ancient tree, and the eyeball hanging from the treetop, turning into countless fruits.

The four core entities of the Elders merged completely, transforming into a form of indescribable oddity, radiating ancient and holy breath—a terrifying behemoth.

"My dream, the beginning of everything!"

The arms of Tian Qingzi suddenly shone with blinding golden light.

In an instant, countless golden ribbons flew out from the light, with endless changing sceneries fast-moving upon them.

On them were depicted birds, insects, fish, land, seas, mountains, stars, moons, suns, and even galaxies and river systems, everything one could think of.

All of it was rapidly changing as if time within them was evolving at a rapid pace of thousands, tens of thousands, millions, or even billions of years.

The golden ribbons appeared instantaneously beside the seven people, the intense paralysis making them completely incapable of offering any meaningful resistance.

Such paralysis was not of the body, but a complete paralysis of the mind and consciousness.

Under the overwhelming consciousness power, their wills were crushed.

As a result, their bodies’ forms, which could change, were controlled and stiffened.

And on ordinary objects, such a changing state has another synonym.

That is—time.

At this moment, their bodies’ personal time was forcibly halted for an instant by the vast disparity in consciousness power.

This was a conceptual defeat against alteration.

"I awake, everything ends."

Tian Qingzi’s hands lowered.

At this moment, all the ribbons that flew out of the golden light simultaneously became translucent.

And with them, the other seven Quan Li, who were being bound and enveloped, also started to become translucent at this moment, as if they would dissolve along with the ribbons, completely dissipating.

"Dissolve... this world only needs one and only one...."

Tian Qingzi’s gaze was profound as he watched the seven rapidly turn transparent, on the verge of completely disappearing, losing their self-will.

"All is but a bubble shadow, like a dream, an illusion, like a shadow, like mist...."

Suddenly.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, to the right of Tian Qingzi.

A tall figure shrouded in dark mist slowly walked out from the gloom.

The crisp and enchanting female voice, carried by the breeze, entered Tian Qingzi’s ears.

He looked slightly to the side, gazing in that direction.

"I’ve been waiting for a long time...."

The female figure stopped a dozen paces away from them, revealing no part of her body, still enveloped in pitch-black shadow.

"To live is to be empty, and to die is also to be empty."

With a casual flick of her finger.

Instantly, the seven who were being controlled, their bodies becoming transparent, rapidly returned to solidity.

The golden ribbons silently snapped, shattered, and disappeared from sight.

"Go!" Yong Ling conveyed the message instantly the moment he broke free.

"That is... the Mother of the Void! You—why would she help us?!" The Eagle Emperor could not understand; the Mother of the Void, for whatever reason, should not be saving them!

"The Mother of the Void has no will of her own! Just now, she only wanted to reduce the most conspicuous of all to nothingness, to achieve a singular void! Now, Tian Qingzi poses the greatest threat in her eyes; if we don’t run now, we will undoubtedly die later!" Yong Ling said coldly.

The six others were startled into alertness and immediately understood; without hesitation, they all transformed into golden light, swiftly fleeing the area.