186: Brahma Heart Deliverance

“That Yu Jingshen is flashy but impractical!”

“Exactly, so ostentatious, do you think you’re Pan Jinlian?!”

“Sometimes, ignorance is also a kind of bliss.” Chen Jintong had been silent all this time, but at this moment, he finally retorted coldly.

Needless to say,

Every single petal in that rain of petals possessed the power to instantly obliterate a Transformation Spirit Peak cultivator!

And everything Meng Yun silently contributed, amidst the confusion of the crowd, was even more so in saving the lives of tens of thousands of people present!

Draining his spiritual energy, the petals finally completely incinerated the sky full of red threads.

The threads that had penetrated countless cultivators’ bodies instantly lost their vitality, turning into nothingness and disappearing.

“Huh? Strange, my scalp feels itchy?”

“You’re probably about to grow a brain!”

“Ah, why has my protective jade pendant turned black!”

A peculiar sensation came from Lan Zhiqing’s fingertips, which made her heart stir, and she reached into her spatial ring.

Upon seeing it, she was greatly alarmed: “Where’s my Great Rejuvenation Pill?! Such a big Great Rejuvenation Pill?!”

Many delayed reactions and sounds were playing out in various parts of the audience seats.

If Meng Yun hadn’t intervened to save them, not only would these people’s heavenly materials and earthly treasures be polluted and destroyed, but if the time dragged on a little longer, their very selves would be completely controlled by the demonic seeds, becoming irrational puppets!

That would be true despair!!

Meng Yun mustered his last bit of strength, pointing his fingers like a sword.

He thrust a finger fiercely into Mori Red’s body.

The last trace of Demon Subduing Swordplay’s origin was completely activated.

“Boom boom boom!!!”

Mori Red, in a brilliant golden light, instantly shattered like a deflating balloon, turning into nothingness.

Meng Yun sighed in relief, his body almost completely drained of strength, barely managing to stand steady.

The audience present only saw Meng Yun covered in blood, swaying precariously, while Abe no Seimei was “perfectly fine” but unconscious beside him.

“Winner, Yu Jingshen!”

When the referee announced loudly, sparse applause erupted throughout the venue. Some cultivators couldn’t help but curl their lips:

“Is that all? That scoundrel Abe no Seimei must have gone easy, right?!

The most unsightly ranking battle ever.”

Meng Yun walked off the stage, his steps somewhat unsteady.

There were no flowers or applause; instead, there was only the feeling that Meng Yun had won unfairly.

They didn’t understand why Abe no Seimei suddenly fainted, nor could they comprehend why, in the final battle, a crudely drawn furball was released.

This was what led to Meng Yun’s victory.

Multiple simulation experiences had long forged Meng Yun with a heart of stone.

He merely dealt with the ridicule and blame from the onlookers and the ignorant with indifference.

As long as the people he cared about cared about him, that was enough.

Saving the world or anything like that had always just been a side effect of his interests.

He swayed as he walked off the stage, only to find two figures standing in front of him.

Evidently, they had been waiting there for some time.

It was Nangong Jing and Chen Jintong.

Meng Yun could understand Nangong Jing waiting for him. After all, Meng Yun had a good relationship with her, and this competition also had the intention of standing up for her.

But Chen Jintong…

He had always felt that this guy’s motives were impure.

Perhaps everything that was happening now was Chen Jintong’s doing behind the scenes!

This guy was very cunning!

“Yu Jingshen, are you… alright?” Nangong Jing, with a worried expression, helped Meng Yun up.

Her chest brushed against Meng Yun’s arm, seemingly there and yet not, poor yet generous.

“Yu Jingshen, you are very strong.” Chen Jintong said nothing, yet it was as if he had said everything.

“Cicada, it’s up to you next.” Meng Yun didn’t say much either; they were all smart people.

As everything happened in a dimension invisible to ordinary people, after the Emperor and the Pavilion Master’s deliberation, they made a difficult decision that went against ancestral teachings:

The competition would continue.

Chen Jintong walked onto the stage.

Facing him was a woman from the Chuyun Dynasty.

Her name was Amemiya Kototaka.

Amemiya Kototaka stood in the center, her raven-black hair styled into an intricate star-ring bun, with thirty-six meteorite array talismans interspersed in her hair, jingling with her steps.

Her dark mystic array master robe appeared simple at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it was dazzling—the cuffs were embroidered with the stars of the heavens using mermaid tears, and the patterns of the twenty-eight constellations on the hem even pulsed with her breathing.

Beneath her snow-white neck, she even wore an arcane array disk as decoration.

Everything about her proclaimed that she was a true array master.

Transformation Spirit Peak, array master!!

She didn’t even wait for Chen Jintong to get ready.

Amemiya Kototaka lightly tapped the void with her toe, and nine layers of star orbits spread from the cracks in the blue bricks. The entire arena, at her first step, transformed into an isolated island floating in the Milky Way.

“This is… the Grand Heavenly Star Dou Array?!”

The Grand Heavenly Star Dou Array could utilize the power of the stars, its mysteries infinite.

From the viewing stands, the Master of Jade Void Sect let out a cry of alarm.

The Jade Void Sect was an array formation sect within the Tianjian Dynasty.

Its master had already reached the realm of a Divine Array Master, capable of constructing arrays that could slay Integration and even Tribulation Transcendence cultivators!

However, at this moment, the compass in the hand of this powerful figure, renowned for his array dao, exploded into pieces!

Is this… the heavenly secrets cannot be divined?

Or something even more terrifying?!

He looked solemn, throwing out divination sticks. Twelve sticks spontaneously arranged themselves into a plea for mercy hexagram.

“Great calamity is imminent…”

Amemiya Kototaka’s wide array master robe sleeves billowed, and countless crimson meteorites, trailing fiery tails, smashed towards where Chen Jintong had originally stood.

But the young man had already quietly sat down at the array’s life gate three breaths prior.

Southern Palace East noticed that the Imperial Crown was frosting over.

Western Gate Clear used his sword intent to protect three inches around his body, yet still felt his spiritual energy moving sluggishly as if trapped in a swamp.

But in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, they only saw Amemiya Kototaka elegantly waving her array flag, and though nothing seemed to happen, Chen Jintong had already “fled in disarray” to the edge of the stage.

“Why are these two favored contestants both the same?”

“Yu Jingshen only knows how to throw wild punches, and this Chen Jintong also knows how to roll around like a donkey. A perfect match!!”

“This array is called Underworld Guidance.” Amemiya Kototaka’s voice seemed near and far. The array disk in her hand reflected the phantom image of the eighteen layers of hell.

Another array was conjured!

Chen Jintong’s reflection suddenly stood up within the array.

That shadow, though identical to his main body, exuded the pressure of a Transformation Spirit Peak cultivator!

One must know that Chen Jintong himself had only just barely broken through to the Transformation Spirit realm!

Amemiya Kototaka lightly smiled and raised her hand. The reflected Chen Jintong, with a cold expression, launched a thunderous attack towards the real Chen Jintong.

The Grand Heavenly Star Dou Array continuously provided the reflection with stellar energy, making its attacks swift, brutal, and unparalleled.

Chen Jintong’s expression was serious, his eyes reflecting the opponent’s movements, his posture like a withered leaf in the wind, unpredictable.

The audience couldn’t see the reflection; they only saw Chen Jintong swaying left and right like a puppet as the girl waved her array flag.

Someone was still sneering: “This kid, he hasn’t been controlled, has he?”

“Too weak, too weak!!!”

Suddenly, Chen Jintong’s figure abruptly stopped.

No matter how strong the reflection was, it was merely an illusion, a fleeting dream. The energy it borrowed only came from the grand array, and was not a complete replication of himself!

In that case, he would have to use his true abilities.

“Van Heart, Cross Tribulation.”

Chen Jintong lightly uttered four words, and the entire Grand Heavenly Star Dou Array suddenly became as transparent as glazed glass.

Invisible threads were even temporarily taken over by Chen Jintong, writing four large characters on the grand array:

“Happy New Year.”