Watching the Mountain

Chapter 426: Chapter 221: Wuchen’s First Victory

’Wuchen Daoist Monarch... How foolish!’

’This is bad. Wuchen Daoist Monarch is far too confident.’

’Don’t be reckless!’

Some disciples wailed in their hearts with anxiety.

All Cultivators knew that the moment after breaking through to a new Realm was when a person was at their most complacent. They would feel as if they were suddenly invincible, with everything under their control.

This was a perfectly normal phenomenon. Nearly everyone who first set foot on the path of cultivation, or broke through a major Realm for the first time, had experienced such a delusion.

To the disciples of the Profound Pure Sect, it seemed highly likely that Shen Wuchen was in this exact state. He had broken through to the Divinity Transformation Stage, becoming the Sect’s first Divinity Transformation Powerhouse in ages, and was now overcome by his own confidence.

This wasn’t born from disrespect for Shen Wuchen. In fact, it was precisely because they cared so deeply for him that their hearts were filled with such anxiety.

Most of the Sect’s current disciples had joined after the start of the Hidden Dao Era; they hadn’t personally witnessed Shen Wuchen’s unbroken string of defeats.

But Shen Wuchen’s fame was just too widespread. There wasn’t a single disciple in the Sect who didn’t know his story.

So, when they heard Shen Wuchen say that he alone was enough, many disciples felt their hearts sink, their anxiety skyrocketing.

With the enemy right in front of them, they couldn’t just shout out and undermine their Wuchen Daoist Monarch’s presence. But in their hearts, they were screaming:

’No, don’t you know your own strength after everything you’ve been through? Breaking through to Divinity Transformation is great, but don’t let it go to your head! You really can’t handle this enemy on your own!’

You couldn’t blame the disciples of the Profound Pure Sect for thinking this way. The truth was, Shen Wuchen’s journey had been marked by far, far too many defeats.

Even as they forced themselves to remember that Wuchen Daoist Monarch was a Divinity Transformation Realm powerhouse and tried to suppress such disrespectful thoughts, the worry in their hearts was impossible to shake.

Wuchen Daoist Monarch was their last hope. He had always lost to his enemies, but this time, no one wanted him to fail. That was why they were willing to offer their own lives to give him even the most insignificant bit of help.

Even the slightest bit would have been worth it.

The Vast Sea Daoist Monarch held back, because Shen Wuchen’s aura was simply too unnerving. He didn’t dare to strike rashly without first probing his opponent’s true capabilities.

Times had changed. With the coming of the Heaven and Earth Dao Concealment, the Laws of Heaven and Earth had all receded, and the Spiritual Qi had dropped to an extremely low level. For Divinity Transformation Powerhouses like him, attacking wasn’t the issue. The real problem was recovering afterward, which had become far more difficult.

In the past, Spiritual Qi was abundant. A Divinity Transformation Realm expert could mobilize the Power of Heaven and Earth to recover instantly even while in the middle of a battle. Fighting for years on end was no issue. Now, however, the Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi was insufficient to support their normal recovery.

In other words, in this new era, every move a Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator made was a gamble with their own foundation and resources. Once their Spiritual Power was depleted, they had no choice but to rely on their personal wealth to recover.

It was a painful prospect.

So, upon seeing Shen Wuchen’s bearing, which was like that of a Banished Immortal descending to the mortal world, he began to reconsider whether he should engage in battle.

Shen Wuchen looked like a difficult opponent. Forgetting the possibility of defeat, even a mutually destructive battle would be a terrible outcome for him.

He had come alone this time, with no backup whatsoever, while Shen Wuchen had an entire Sect behind him.

As he was weighing his options, he heard Shen Wuchen’s words to the Profound Pure Sect disciples: ”I alone am enough.”

His expression grew taut, and his internal vigilance soared to its absolute peak.

However, this didn’t mean he was going to back down. He wasn’t the type to turn tail and flee without even making a single probing attack.

After careful consideration, he lightly formed a set of Finger Formulas. A Jade Bottle, shimmering with a ghostly light, appeared in his hand. As he opened it, a vast, blue ocean instantly blotted out the sky.

He waved his hand toward Shen Wuchen and called out softly, ”Sea-Overturning Bottle, go.”

In that instant, the disciples of the Profound Pure Sect felt as if the sky had been torn asunder. An endless sea, carrying a destructive aura and the force of a raging tsunami, came crashing down upon them, threatening to submerge and obliterate everything.

The faces of many disciples turned deathly pale, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

’Is this the power of a Divinity Transformation Daoist Monarch?’

A single, casual attack could overturn the seas and shake the heavens.

’Can Wuchen Daoist Monarch really handle an enemy like this?’

Just as everyone was lost in their worries, Shen Wuchen made his move.

Facing the Vast Sea Daoist Monarch’s world-rending attack, his expression remained calm. He didn’t use his unique Mental Realm. Instead, his hands formed an ancient Dao Seal as he stared at the Vast Sea Daoist Monarch and called out in a cold, quiet voice:

”Weaving Girl Embracing the Moon.”

The moment his voice fell, the world plunged into darkness. Then, under the stunned gazes of the Profound Pure Sect’s disciples, a colossal Ming Yue suddenly materialized in the sky.

”What’s going on? Why is the moon suddenly falling?” a Profound Pure Sect disciple cried out in alarm.

At that moment, in the eyes of the crowd, the moon grew larger and larger after its appearance, hurtling down toward their heads at an unbelievable speed.

Faced with this terrifying sight, many instinctively covered their heads with their hands and ducked.

Then, amidst the gasps of the crowd, a graceful figure bathed in a spiritual glow materialized out of thin air in the endless night.

The figure wore an elegant, pale blue dress, her long hair cascading to her waist. A faint smile played on her lips as she extended a slender, jade-like hand. With a gentle wave toward the moon that was about to crash into the earth, its descent came to a halt.