Chapter 1656 1649: The Beginnings of a Wonderful Thing

Chapter 1656 1649: The Beginnings of a Wonderful Thing

Stormy Rain Major Region.

The No-Name Galaxy was divided into twelve Major Regions and twenty-two Minor Regions. Except for the twelve Major Regions, the twenty-two Minor Regions were divided and contested by various forces, while the Major Regions were dominated by Mystic Overlord-led alliances or the eight preeminent Sages.

Each Sage had a respective Major Region and their natives were instilled with an abundant, boisterous sense of pride that rivaled the heavy nationalism of mortal kingdoms. They referred to the entire galaxy as theirs, with Major Regions such as the Hidden Desert Major Region, the Yin Grain Major Region, and the Yang Grain Major Region's citizens declaring themselves as the Hidden Desert Galaxy, the Yin Grain Galaxy, and the Yang Grain Galaxy, and that their regions were the 'capital' of an entire galaxy.

The eight Major Regions led by Sages were: Hidden Desert ruled by Sage Imentet, Yin Grain ruled by Sage Nepri, Yang Grain ruled by Sage Nepit, Stormy Rain ruled by Sage Pakhet, Descending-Lunar Wanderer ruled by Sage Khonshu, Rising-Solar Scarab ruled by Sage Khepri, Prosperous Union ruled by Sage Hathor, and lastly, Shrouded Eye ruled by Sage Amunet.

Each of these Sages, four females and four males, acted simultaneously against a single foe-Zhan Jiangwen. Within the God Cage of Eight Directions, they drew tremendous power from their regions and gained support from the other four Major and many Minor Regions, all for the sake of a single goal. This activity had unintentionally unified the entire galaxy against a single target.

While the battle was waged, planets were shielded from shockwaves created by their clashes. The color of the skies changed repeatedly, either tainted a flaming white or a myriad of other colors as fists and Heavenly Treasures were thrown about.

Boosh!

Zhan Jiangwen launched his sixth fist at four Sages. They guarded together in a united effort as Sage Imentet used her shield and Sage Khonshu used a Crescent-shaped Mirror. While none of the Sages had grasped a Minor Authority over a Law of the heavens, they had each refined and produced, through extensive effort and cultivation, Heavenly Treasures that perfectly synergies with their respective cultivation bases.

Sage Khonshu, a beautifully handsome young man with silvery white short-length hair and glistening violet irises with crescent moon-like pupils, was blown away by Zhan Jiangwen's sixth fist spewing silvery white blood despite the protection of numerous layers of Mystic Wards generated by the external power of Minor and Major Regions. He was severely injured.

Sage Imentet's gorgeous body was disgustingly broken. Her bones had been shattered and maintained by pure mystic power, if not she might have toppled into nothing but crumbled bones and saggy flesh. The others weren't doing so well either.

Zhan Jiangwen hadn't just thrown this sixth fist once. He had cycled through fists repeatedly, beginning at first and rising continuously into sixth, and while his rhythm was predictable, his power was atrocious. Not a single Sage was injured.

Sage Pakhet was missing her left arm.

Sage Nepit's fleshy body was turned into bloody mush. He conjured a Spiritual Body to house his fleshy remnants while maintaining his cultivation base in full. He was using only Spiritual Power fueling his spells and arts as his other forms of power such as pure Mystic Power and Physical Power would be either too slow or impossible to exert without his physical body.

He stayed far, far away while under thousands of layers of protection. His defenses resembled a semi-transparent crystal sphere, and he kept mobile as he launched spells at mind-boggling rates. It was his extensive usage of spells that kept disrupting Zhan Jiangwen's focus, preventing him from throwing that seventh fist!

Fortunately, that seventh fist of his needed a degree of focus that drew upon his entire cultivation base to unleash. They all came to the simultaneous conclusion that the seventh fist would be unblockable for them unless they sacrificed themselves.

Zhan Jiangwen maintained the Neo-Dawn Visualization Method to dispel the Spiritual Spells launched by Sage Nepit and Sage Hathor. With a low roar, he unleashed a blast of clear light that shattered the spatial fetters swirling around him like invisible chains.

"I hate fighting Sages!"

Zhan Jiangwen cursed in his heart as he felt the God Cage of Eight Directions being controlled by Sage Nepri and several Mystic Overlords trying to confine him and restrain his movement. While Zhan Jiangwen kept fighting, the Sages and Mystic Overlords, including the cultivators at the Heavenly Saint, Worldly Saint, and Earthly Saint who contributed however they could, kept suffering continuous shocks of disbelief and despair embedded within their hearts. The fear of Zhan Jiangwen burrowed into their hearts.

While he was clashing with them, releasing fist after fist, the others felt that his feats were stupendously monstrous! Not only was he reacting to every attack, over and covert, blocking any spells and shattering any restraints, but he was exerting tremendous levels of power without any signs of exhaustion! This was a true monster!

No wonder he was brazen enough to steal from them! That strength must represent the very peak of the Mystic Ascendant Realm!

Their fear was elevated as time continued and the status of each Sage was getting increasingly bad. However, it was easy to ride a tiger, but once ridden, there was no way to get off easily! Moreover, they couldn't just surrender! While their galaxy was prosperous to the point of excessive, in just under two months, the severe depletion of resources so suddenly drastically changed their society.

Additionally, their cultivations had all but halted in terms of progression as the time for new resources to develop was becoming increasingly apparent. Who could wait ten years? A hundred years? thousand years?! TEN THOUSAND YEARS! Some of the treasures they kept in their vaults had been once-in-a-lifetime for Mystic Overlords, unlikely to be born without extraordinary circumstances once every quarter million years!

If they let Teng Jiangwen go, they would be left helpless! Just a taste of their drought was enough to understand that the coming days would be dark...darker than they could imagine. This was why the constant conflicts with each other were all put to the side as they acted in unprecedented unity against a single person!

"WHAT?!"

Zhan Jiangwen was flabbergasted, visibly so, and he wasn't the only one! They all were!

Cloaked in the alchemical robes of the Neo-Dawn Alchemic Corps, Luo Ning cut an extraordinary figure as her dominance flowed smoothly outwards alongside her cold, sharp, and beautiful features.

Zhan Jiangwen didn't hesitate; he launched his-

EIGHTH FIST!!!!!!!!

Breaking his past limits, the entire galaxy trembled as the God Cage of Eight Directions began to experience instability. Sage Nepri held on desperately as blood profusely leaked from her eyes, nose, and ears. The murderous intent directed at Luo Ning was vicious and full of ill intent. It was as if he was going to destroy her and the entire galaxy if he could!

Sage Imentet's dread that had been dissipated by the shock of this newcomer returned instantly! If this fist force impacted anything, large swathes of the galaxy would be destroyed! The chaos that would ensue would be unpredictable!

Yet Luo Ning gave a cold harrumph, her body exuding a strength that was similar to an Enlightened Sage! If one inspected closely, her aura was clearly the result of an external source-burrowed power! But none of that mattered! Wielding the Neo-Dawn Ascension Cauldron, before the eyes of all the Sages and Mystic Overlords, Luo Ning formed a hand-seal and once again drew in the godly might of that fist into the cauldron.

After doing so, her body began to sweat and faint wisps of blood escaped her pores as the burrowed Enlightened Sage's aura was pushing her Mystic Physique to its limits.

"...!"

They all watched as Luo Ning defused that disastrous, calamity-inducing attack in awe!

Who in the heavens was this person?!

"His energy isn't limitless!"

Luo Ning shouted as veins throbbed on her neck and forehead. Her Enlightened Sage's aura was waning but she held on.

The Sages were only stunned for a picosecond before they returned to their senses.

"I can block two more attacks!"

Luo Ning said as her will to fight raged with unforgettable determination.

"Kill!"

Sage Nepri shouted through the trembling God Cage of Eight Directions. The eight Sages and numerous Ascended beings all roared in unity within their hearts.

Zhan Jiangwen deeply frowned and glared at Luo Ning before, without another word, fleeing with a kick that sent him blasting toward the nearest galactic layer! He was fleeing!

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Shrouded Eye Major Realm.

"And that's the last one..."

Wei Wuyin dusted his hands off with a satisfied smile. In the blink of an Enlightened Sage's eye, Wei Wuyin departed from the last vault of the eight Sages.