eurekapd Chapter 130 Ultimate Showdown
Chapter 130 Ultimate Showdown
He gazed at the silver figure in the hall, his tone unusually gentle, even tinged with a hint of relief:
"Fei Peng..."
"In the past, you violated the heavenly rules by engaging in a private duel with the Demon Lord Chonglou, which was indeed inappropriate."
"But the Heavenly Laws are ruthless and devoid of human compassion, as I am well aware of."
"Now, having traversed ten thousand miles of reincarnation, your soul returns to its divine position—"
"I hereby pardon all your past sins, and also pardon Xi Yao's punishment!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Emperor laughed loudly, and the entire hall was filled with golden light.
"General Fei Peng!"
Welcome back!
Faced with the worship of all the gods, the Heavenly Emperor personally greeted them.
Ling Tian, who had been reborn with Fei Peng's memories, remained expressionless.
The years he lived far exceeded those of ordinary gods.
As the number one being in the God Realm, there are very few things in the Six Realms that can move him.
Now that he has returned to his peak and regained his former power and glory, he felt no elation or excitement.
Only a burning anger remained, buried deep within his chest, growing ever more intense with each passing moment.
Xiyao...
This is the figure that has been silently watching over the sacred tree since his birth.
In the vast Six Realms, where powerful beings abound, she alone remains the untouchable soft spot in his heart.
He once disdained the rules of heaven, cared little about being banished, and was even less afraid of the cycle of suffering.
He was utterly fed up with this cold, divine realm.
But there's one thing I can't let go of—
is her.
result.
The first thunderbolt that struck him as he embarked on his journey back to the mortal realm after being banished to earth was...
It was news of Xi Yao's death?
Xi Yao, who guarded the sacred tree for hundreds of thousands of years, without sleep or rest, without moving or shaking...
He, too, violated the heavenly rules and, like him, perished in both body and soul.
Oh.
The fruit of the divine tree is indeed extraordinary.
Mortals fight tooth and nail, and the four realms are filled with bloodshed, all for a sip of immortality and a glimmer of transcendence.
But what about the top divine generals of the divine realm?
The fruit was merely an embellishment, an added bonus.
Fei Peng had long since risen above the Golden Immortals, his lifespan as long as the heavens, and his combat prowess unparalleled.
The so-called "eating fruit to attain immortality"? That's just a joke.
They have long been firmly established at the pinnacle of the divine realm; why would they need a single fruit to prove it?
Rare? Precious?
To put it bluntly, it's just a nicer decoration, placed in a high pavilion in a temple for people to look up to.
But what about the Heavenly Emperor?
Just because Xi Yao touched a fruit—and it was to save him—he was punished by divine decree, his soul destroyed and his spirit annihilated, leaving no chance for reincarnation!
Fei Peng stood before the Lingxiao Palace, his fingertips cold, but his eyes burned with a raging fury.
He had long known that the rules of heaven were merciless and as cold as iron.
But when this memory surfaced from Ling Tian's remnant soul, he still smashed the void with a punch, letting out a low roar.
If not... the Heavenly Emperor had already agreed to revive Xi Yao.
If not... he still remembered the kindness that emperor had shown him, treating him like his own son.
The instant his consciousness returned and his cultivation regrouped, he almost drew his sword inside the Lingxiao Palace—
Sever the heavenly laws, sever the order, even if it means eternal damnation, we must ask: Where is justice?!
Across the vast land of China, all living beings look up to us.
Inside the temple, a figure stood atop the clouds, robes fluttering in the wind, eyes sharp as blades, silencing the entire world.
Is it Ling Tian?
No.
Who is that?
Not long ago, that man had a street-smart, carefree, and glib personality—a complete hoodlum.
But now—
Same face, same spot.
But the world has changed.
The thuggishness vanished completely, replaced by the unparalleled sharpness that guarded the borders of the divine realm a hundred thousand years ago, suppressing the six realms with a single sword!
That moment.
The entire Kyushu region seemed to have collectively traveled through time.
Countless people's pupils dilated in shock, and their hearts exploded:
"Fei Peng...is back?"
"So... this is the true aura of General Fei Peng!"
"No wonder he topped the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking! I thought it was just an empty title before, but now I believe it!"
"Awakening past life memories... can it really transform a person to this extent?"
"When the memories of the Immortal Longyang awakened, Ling Tian was merely more composed. But when Fei Peng's memories merged—he completely changed! Like a sword hidden for ten thousand years, finally unsheathed!"
"Is he... still Ling Tian now?"
"No, he is the fusion of three lives—Ling Tian's body, Long Yang's Dao heart, and Fei Peng's soul and sword!"
"This is the true 'Number One on the Heavenly Ranking'! It's not a ranking, it's destiny!"
"Fei Peng has returned... In this life, he will not lose again."
People were excited.
What truly terrified the entire land was—
Deep within the demon realm, crimson flames surged.
Demon Lord Chonglou kicked aside the hundred demon generals who were sparring, and sneered, "Enough."
The next instant, space tore apart.
His figure stepped out of the Demon Abyss, pointing straight to the God Realm, his eyes burning with fighting spirit: "Fei Peng, you've finally awakened."
This battle is unavoidable.
The war that began a century ago will finally continue today.
All living beings in the land held their breath and watched intently.
They are waiting for more than just the return of a hero.
Rather, it was a showdown of epic proportions, a battle that could tear the heavens and earth apart, with the six realms as its arena—a clash of titans!
The figure stood in the center of the Lingxiao Divine Palace, his robes billowing like burning silver flames, his aura surging, as if a divine sword that had been dormant for 100,000 years had suddenly been unsheathed—it was Ling Tian.
But Ling Tian is no longer the carefree immortal who used to be, all smiles, witty remarks, and idle chatter while drinking tea at the entrance of Yong'an Pawnshop.
At this moment, his brows were sharp and his eyes were like lightning. Every move he made carried the domineering pressure unique to the guardian of the South Heavenly Gate.
That aura was so familiar it sent shivers down my spine—
Just like General Fei Peng back then!
In a distant corner, Xu Nian's gaze narrowed slightly, Lü Xiucai's folding fan paused quietly, and Guo Furong held her breath. The three of them looked at the figure high up in the temple.
"Am I... seeing things?" Guo Furong murmured.
"No," Lu Xiucai said in a low voice, his tone unusually solemn, "He has really changed."
The Ling Tian they had been spending time with these past few days was gentle, lazy, and even a bit slick.
But now standing atop this temple is the figure of a war god who once single-handedly stopped a thousand troops from the demon realm!
At the top of the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking is written: Ling Tian.
It's not Fei Peng.
If Fei Peng truly possessed the body completely, crushing it with his consciousness and returning the soul to its original form, then there would be no possibility of the name "Ling Tian" remaining on the Heavenly Ranking.
They will either be erased or their ranking will plummet.
But unfortunately—
The top spot remains unchanged, and the name remains the same.
What does this mean?
This means that the Ling Tian before us is not Fei Peng returning to replace the original body, but is himself!
It is Ling Tian, who carries Fei Peng's memories and cultivation, yet still stands here with "my" will!
"So..." Xu Nian sighed, "He had been suppressing this power all along."
"No wonder he hasn't mentioned Xi Yao at all these past few days, and even when he does, he just laughs it off."
But who could understand that behind that smile lay 100,000 years of silence and torment?
……
High above, the sea of clouds churns and surges.
Inside the Lingxiao Divine Palace, celestial mist swirled and golden light flickered. The Heavenly Emperor sat high on his throne, attempting to win over the emperor with their past relationship.
Ling Tian simply nodded indifferently, not even bothering to say a word.
The next moment—
A burst of silver light!
A streak of rainbow tore through the sky, like a divine sword piercing the void, pointing straight towards the far north of the divine realm!
That's the direction of the Sacred Tree Garden.
Yes, it is the place where Xi Yao fell.
Ten thousand years of reincarnation, two lifetimes as a human.
Longyang was born an innocent mortal; Lingtian endured every step of the way in his life.
But the moment he awakened all his memories, those sealed emotions erupted like a volcano, burning away his reason!