"Master Bright, what is happening?"

The martial artists from the Northern Border are all looking terrified.

The clear sky suddenly turned pitch black.

There is still a bit of light, but the visibility is very low!

It seems, at the moment Julius Reed opened his eyes, the sky was obscured!

"Do not panic, it is just a momentary flashback." Devonte Weather, the main pillar of the Northern Border martial artists, felt a moment of anxiety when Julius Reed opened his eyes and killed that martial artist.

Yet outwardly, he remains calm and unfazed.

If he were to panic, it would be akin to defeat without a fight for the people of the Northern Border!

Besides!

The Northern Border is indeed not weak.

They represent the strongest force in the martial arts world, and there is rule protection on this Dusty Platform.

Devonte Weather believes the Dusty Platform would never stand by idly allowing martial artists to be killed.

Without these grandmasters, what would be the meaning of the Dusty Platform?

What significance and credibility would the celestial list hold?

"Colleagues, be patient and observe calmly!" Devonte Weather maintains a seated posture on the ground, slightly squinting his eyes.

His eyes can see, but his consciousness completely cannot feel the presence of Julius Reed.

It seems the one standing there is truly a dead man.

Martial artists have spiritual power within them, which allows them to sense the presence of other martial artists.

But at this moment.

Devonte Weather does not feel anything.

This gives him an ominous premonition.

"Julius Reed is trampling on the Dusty Platform, ignoring the rules of the celestial list. Are the masters of the Dusty Platform going to stand by idly?"

His voice echoes throughout the venue.

All at once, every martial artist's eyes direct sharply toward the four monks.

Earlier, one monk was killed, severely damaging the prestige of the Dusty Platform.

But what is puzzling is that the previously strong and decisive Dusty Platform is now taking no action.

Unusually quiet.

Even the giant arena they could control shows no sign of reopening.

But everyone knows clearly in their hearts that this is the calm before the storm.

"Under the Heavenly Dao, all beings are equal!"

A solemn voice suddenly echoes from above!

Then.

The previously pitch-black sky suddenly lights up.

Among the four monks, one stood up.

His hollow eyes are devoid of pupils, but each step he takes is exceptionally steady.

Strangely, the monk does not walk down from the Dusty Platform.

Instead, he walks on air, as if stepping on invisible stairs.

Step by step!

He continues to rise!

When he reaches the center of the arena, he is already a thousand meters away from the crowd below!

A thousand meters in the air, no one can explain how a person can stand firmly.

Throughout history, countless have practiced martial arts, but no Great Grandmaster has ever managed to trample upon a scientifically derived conclusion like this!

"This is..." Devonte Weather squints his eyes, sweat beginning to form in his palms.

He is excited!

He is fortunate enough to witness such miraculous power firsthand.

As the foremost figure in the Northern Border, what he has been exposed to far exceeds what ordinary martial artists can compare.

Centuries ago, Devonte Weather inadvertently discovered an ancient tomb.

Rather than being an ancient tomb, it is better described as a ruined temple.

The temple was buried several tens of meters underground.

If not for a stroke of luck, he never would have found it.

Inside the temple, Devonte Weather gazed at the paintings on the walls and the various remaining broken texts and gained insight!

After emerging, his abilities soared, and within a mere century, he became the foremost figure in the Northern Border!

But what was left in the temple seems to be only a fragment.

Just this fragment was enough for Devonte Weather to become the foremost figure in the Northern Border. What would happen if he could find more?

In the following centuries, Devonte Weather traveled the world seeking such temples, but discovered nothing.

Today, he sees a scene from the temple mural!

Someone is walking on air!

Could this be what he has been searching for all along?

Devonte Weather trembles with excitement all over!

The monk stands in midair, with hands folded.

Suddenly.

A golden glow bursts forth from his body!

"It's the sun!"

Someone exclaims.

"That monk actually transformed into a sun!"

Martial artists stand up excitedly, subconsciously kneeling on the platform, looking up at the sky with reverence, their hearts beating faster and faster!

The golden light pierces the darkness!

Shining on the arena.

Although not as bright as the genuine sun, it's enough to astonish these martial artists!

Overturning their inner perceptions!

For centuries, it has been rumored that the pinnacle of martial arts is Unity of Heaven and Man!

But what exactly is Unity of Heaven and Man?

No one has ever been able to provide an answer.

Today.

Someone transforms into a blazing sun!

Suspended in the sky!

Following this, the second monk stands up, starting to walk toward the heights!

"He... could it be..."

Devonte Weather is too excited to speak!

The martial artists seem to have forgotten the presence of Julius Reed at the center of the arena, staring straight at the sky!

The actions of the first monk have already made them tremble uncontrollably!

Filled with reverence!

What will the second monk do?

At least until the monk reaches his destination, no one knows the answer.

The venue holds tens of thousands of people and is eerily quiet.

Only the rustling sound of the monk stepping on air echoes continuously.

The pitch-black sky.

The sun transformed by the first monk hangs high in the air!

The second monk walks closer!

When he is less than five steps away from the sun, the monk folds his hands.

"It's the moon!"

The martial artists look at the sky, shouting involuntarily!

"The sun and moon shine together! The sun and moon shine together! This is the Heavenly Dao! The true God!"

Bang!

The sound of kowtowing continuously resounds from the stands.

Martial artists have spent their lives pursuing the Heavenly Dao, seeking the power of nature!

Now, the Heavenly Dao is right before their eyes!

They are fortunate enough to witness what their ancestors have never seen in centuries!

Witnessing the Heavenly Dao firsthand!

"Could it be that the world is about to change!" Devonte Weather, tears streaming down his old face, bows in worship!

He practices martial arts and reveres heaven and earth!

The accidental discovery of the temple made Devonte Weather firmly believe that the gods must exist!

The limit of their enlightenment is to step into the temple!

To serve the divine!

Today!

Everything in the sky completely confirms his conjecture!

"Heavenly Dao! Heavenly Dao!"

The martial artists shout excitedly: "We have heaven above us!"

The believers in Buddha hold the Buddha in their hearts!

The cultivators hold heaven and earth in their hearts!

The third monk rises!

Some martial artists cry and laugh, while others lose their composure in madness!

Their emotions have been stirred to the peak!

Even!

Some die from excitement on the platform.

But no one cares!

People revere heaven and earth, and ghosts and gods!

But no one has seen what heaven and earth truly are!

What ghosts and gods are truly!

But today!

They have seen it.

The monk steps by step, unhurriedly, as if climbing invisible stairs, to the top of the arena!

The starry sky!

The sky holding the sun and moon is full of stars!

The monk transforms into a sky full of stars!

The fourth one rises!

The voices of martial artists are hoarse from shouting, and their eyes are already soaked with tears!

The monk folds his hands!

In an instant!

A galaxy stretches across the sky!

Illuminating this piece of heaven and earth!

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