I Pick up a Lost Godhood

It was impossible to change the constraints of the laws, but the Golden Wing Roc Body had indeed found another path by changing its own body. This was the true power of a Sacred Body, and without a doubt, Ji Wanli had thoroughly mastered it in the past three years.

His speed was now unquestionably the fastest under heaven.

Ji Wanli’s speed was whatever he willed it to be. He arrived, he departed, and any opponent could only look up in awe.

BOOM...

The instant Wang Meng’s body hit the ground, Ji Wanli struck. It happened so fast the eye could barely follow, and Wang Meng’s body was sent flying into the air once more.

The Extreme Dao Law of the Golden-Winged Roc King, Ji Wanli—Light Speed!

Every punch was light—an endless barrage, delivered at will, completely unstoppable. This was the Ji Wanli of today.

BANG BANG BANG BANG...

The Cultivators could only watch this god-like performance. Wang Meng was blasted high into the air, and by the time he began to fall, the flash of light that was Ji Wanli had already landed.

Ji Wanli looked up at the sky, nonchalant and at ease. He wouldn’t kill Wang Meng so easily. He would utterly crush him and display his own Divine Power. ’What are the Holy Light Demon Collapse Body and the Nine Luminaries Demon Dragon Body? The strongest is my Golden-Winged Roc King Sacred Body!’

A king as unrestrained as light itself!

Mingren and Lin Jinghao remained expressionless. This was the third complete Sacred Body transformation, a level higher than the fusion of power Zou Chuang had achieved. Limited by his innate talent, Zou Chuang had forged his own path, but its power was still far inferior.

Ji Wanli’s, however, was an absolute fusion.

Light was undoubtedly the fastest and the most difficult thing to catch.

BOOM...

Wang Meng crashed to the ground, which shattered on impact.

Chapter 3: Divine Statue

Ji Wanli’s calm composure created immense pressure, especially for those who cared about Wang Meng.

The Holy Hall Beings couldn’t help but worry. Hu Jing and the others knew Wang Meng was strong, truly strong, but the Light-speed Body Ji Wanli was displaying was simply inhuman. It was completely impossible to grasp. He had reached absolute speed—this was his Extreme Dao. Space Magic was utterly useless against it.

No one could think of a way to counter it. Yue Shan, Xie Tianhua, and the others looked at each other, speechless. What could they even say? These three top contenders were each more monstrously powerful than the last. This was a level ordinary people couldn’t even approach.

Behind Linglong was the Dragon Emperor; behind Mingren was Liao Qingqiu; behind Lin Jinghao was the No Illusion Demon Sect and Vast Sea; and behind Ji Wanli was... the Extreme Dao Immortal Venerable. These were the forces representing the pinnacle of the Cultivation Realm. To put it bluntly, the Battle of the Other Shore was still a clash of titans.

Everyone else was just there to keep the Crown Prince company.

Contestants with slightly weaker foundations, like Zou Chuang, had already been defeated.

Now it was Wang Meng’s turn. This was a power that inspired despair, truly putting him on a different level than even Mingren and Lin Jinghao.

The Sect Leaders present were all helpless. Honestly, even they had no solution for this kind of speed.

Against such ultimate speed, even Magic would have gaps and flaws.

Ji Wanli was in no hurry. He simply looked down on Wang Meng from above. The feeling was exquisite; every extra moment he savored it added to the pressure.

’Mingren and Lin Jinghao have had more than enough time in the spotlight,’ he thought. ’This time, it’s my turn.’ A new generation of four great experts was being born.

Yuu Kunlun and the others sighed inwardly. It wasn’t that Wang Meng was weak—his Five Elements Body plus the Dragon Emperor Holy Statue was truly heaven-defying. But against the Extreme Dao, no one stood a chance. At that moment, the Sect Leaders all guessed the connection between Ji Wanli and the Extreme Dao Alliance.

It seemed the Extreme Dao Alliance had laid low for a long time, and the Extreme Dao Immortal Venerable had chosen the Battle of the Other Shore to make his move.

And indeed, it lived up to its reputation.

Liao Qingqiu also sighed to herself. ’So Little Zhen can be wrong sometimes. It’s a pity she’s already gone and can’t see how this ends.’

Yang Jian and Fan Ru exchanged a glance. They weren’t too disappointed. They hadn’t expected him to get this far in the first place; Wang Meng reaching this stage was already a huge surprise. If he could defeat even a monster like Ji Wanli, that would be truly unbelievable.

"Damn, he’s still at it. ’I came, I saw, I conquered.’ What a long-faced horse—utterly shameless." The Sect Leader of the Puppet Sect was never one to be polite. A wave of sneers spread through the crowd; clearly, quite a few people were unhappy with Wang Meng.

While everyone was murmuring, the Dragon Emperor remained expressionless, as if nothing was happening.

Mingren and Lin Jinghao also weren’t chattering like the others. They just calmly watched the Dueling Platform and the two men upon it. A look of disappointment appeared in Linglong’s eyes. ’If Wang Meng loses, he truly isn’t worthy of the Dragon Race.’

Starlight City fell silent. Having come this far, there was no longer any room for disappointment. The Holy Hall Disciples were calm because the power Ji Wanli had displayed was already beyond the scope of ordinary Cultivators. The four people who made it to the semifinals would undoubtedly become the new generation of four great experts to rule the Cultivation Realm in the future.

All anyone was waiting for was the outcome.

Yuu Kunlun patted Mo Chen. "Senior Brother, it’s already amazing that he made it this far. No need to be upset."

Mo Chen shook his head. "This is just the beginning."

At that moment on the Dueling Platform, the Dragon Emperor Holy Statue, as if stimulated by something, roared at the heavens. As Wang Meng stood up, the Giant Dragon also began to emit astonishing power.

But against the Light-speed Body, such power was still useless.

The more unwilling he was, the more he struggled, the more he was just setting the stage for Ji Wanli’s victory.

Just as everyone thought Wang Meng was about to make his final stand, the Dragon Emperor Holy Statue suddenly grew calm. Its noble head looked up to the sky, and in an instant, the world froze.

A red moon suddenly appeared in the sky.

What is this???

A dead silence. What is that?

’Could this be a Holy Statue?’

The corners of Mingren’s mouth curved into a smile as an invisible power took control of the entire arena.

A commotion broke out among the Sect Leaders, for they had discovered something terrifying: something had just passed by them!

There was definitely some power lurking around them. With their strength, they could sense its presence, but they couldn’t perceive what it was.

The expressions of the four great experts, however, instantly turned grave.

Because they knew what this power was. In that instant, Liao Qingqiu, Vast Sea, and Yellow Springs understood why the Dragon Emperor had issued his denial.

Because on a fundamental level, this power truly surpassed the Dragon Emperor Holy Statue. This was a class that even the Dragon Emperor himself had to look up to!

How could such a person exist in this world???

This was completely heaven-defying!

Ji Wanli felt a grave sense of crisis. Wang Meng was right in front of him, and he could easily snap his neck. ’But why do I feel such fear?’

’What is this?’

Ji Wanli struck. His entire body transformed into a ray of light. He would sever Wang Meng’s neck and completely eliminate this feeling.

He attacked!

But then, suddenly, his neck was in Wang Meng’s hand.

The entire Cultivation Realm fell deathly silent.

Because the light had been stopped. It was as if Ji Wanli had offered up his own neck to Wang Meng.

The Golden-Winged Roc King had been reduced to a chicken wing...

Ji Wanli obviously tried to struggle. ’I am light! I am invincible! I am the only one without a flaw!’

But no matter how he struggled, the Golden-Winged Roc King was like a flailing chick. His unparalleled Extreme Dao speed was completely useless.

What was happening???

Why was this happening?

This question didn’t trouble Ji Wanli for long, because he was choked until he passed out.

Wang Meng released his grip, and Ji Wanli fell to the ground with a THUD. The once incomparably proud Golden-Winged Roc King had fallen just like that.

A Holy Statue that had never appeared before—Dragon Roar Moon!

One person possessing two great laws. The strongest law in the world had appeared—the Controller of the Law of Time!

Even the Sect Leaders felt their throats go dry. Wang Meng looked at Mingren and Lin Jinghao. The gazes of the three men were practically burning. Only the three of them were qualified for the final battle—a decisive fight that would transcend the meaning of the Battle of the Other Shore itself. Only their battle could cure their loneliness.

Mingren smiled. Lin Jinghao smiled. And Wang Meng smiled too!

At this moment, the smiles of these three men were the entire Cultivation Realm!

Countless Cultivators waited in silence, not understanding what had just happened.

The Dragon Emperor stood up, somewhat stealing the show, but Vast Sea said nothing. Yellow Springs hadn’t expected something like this to happen either. And Liao Qingqiu, at this moment, finally understood Little Zhen’s words: "Even if you can’t be friends, do not make an enemy of that person."

"Only time can transcend space. In ten thousand years, there have been no more than five beings who have managed to glimpse this power that belongs to the gods. In your human terms, this is a Divine Statue."

The Dragon Emperor’s voice was not loud, but every word struck the hearts of all the Cultivators present.

A Divine Statue?

The power of a god?

Wang Meng?

Silence. An absolute silence.

A Divine Statue... the power of time... what kind of power was that?

They had no frame of reference. Perhaps only Ji Wanli, lying defeated at Wang Meng’s feet, could explain it.

Everyone had thought Wang Meng was just a dark horse, his bold words nothing more than youthful impulsiveness. Just when they all thought he was about to fall and pay the price for his youthful arrogance...

He simply used the facts to tell them all that they were wrong.

Because he came, he saw, and he would conquer!

Silence. Whether because of the Dragon Emperor’s words or Wang Meng’s power, at this moment, the intimidating presence radiating from Wang Meng was so strong that no one could look at him directly.

Wang Meng raised his hand. His only limit was the sky.

BOOM...

The crowd erupted. All the Small Thousand Realms erupted. The last of the four finalists had been decided, and he wasn’t the weakest—on the contrary, he was the strongest.

An unprecedented, supreme expert, the likes of whom only appeared once every several thousand years.

Wang Meng of the Holy Hall. Without a doubt, this name would now carry immense weight.

In the Great Yuan Realm and the Four Directions Small Thousand World, all the Holy Hall Disciples solemnly placed their right hands over their hearts.

From this day forward, they were truly among the strong. This was the glory of the Holy Hall, and it would have no limits!

The might of a king.

The four great experts were born.

Wang Meng of the Holy Hall: Divine Body Long Yinyue, Controller of Time and Space.

Mingren of the Pure Land: Holy Light Demon Collapse Body, Yin Yang Void Real Master.

Lin Jinghao of the No Illusion Demon Sect: Nine Luminaries Demon Dragon Body, Controller of the Heaven-Burning Demon Flame.

Linglong of the Dragon Race: Dragon Emperor Body, Space Controller.

When these four individuals appeared in the arena, even the Sect Leaders present felt immense pressure. They stood tall and proud. Among these four, one would ultimately stand at the pinnacle of the Cultivation World.

The thunderous cheers that filled the sky were for these four great experts, who were truly worthy of their titles. It was a salute given to them in advance.

Yuu Kunlun was filled with emotion. He finally understood why Mo Chen had supported Wang Meng so strongly, even having the Taiyin Sect support the Holy Hall at any cost. The Dragon Emperor Body alone wasn’t enough, but the Dragon Roar Moon Divine Body was another matter entirely.

"Old Mo, what’s wrong? So happy you’ve gone stiff?"

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