Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 385

Chapter 385 Three-Eyed True God

The moment

he laid eyes on Jiang Li, Blade Crazy sensed something was amiss. His battle-hardened instincts caused his body to react quickly—cold sweat broke out on his back. Blade Crazy, ashamed of his reaction, dropped his broadsword and, bare-handed, swung his arms. His hands, straight as blades, erupted with a sharp aura, causing his upper body’s clothing to burst open.

Few people realize that Blade Crazy is the most terrifying when he’s not holding a blade. His ability sharpens weapons, and after evolving to the fourth level, he can even use his

entire body as a weapon. In other words, his entire body can be used as a weapon, making it impossible to defend against.

“This ability bears some resemblance to weapon refining techniques,” Jiang Li whispered.

Blade Crazy’s ability only enhances weapons for a short period of time, reminiscent of the temporary weapon refining techniques used in immortal cultivation.

In Jiuzhou, many weapon refining masters enjoy using their own bodies as weapons, refining them. Jiang Li has witnessed many masters leap into fire pits themselves, allowing their apprentices to temper their bodies—a truly bizarre sight.

Yet the effect is undeniable. After refining, the body of a weapon master becomes as hard as a spiritual treasure.

Tang Dahui, head of the Dao Sect’s Weapon Refining Peak, is a prime example. Consuming metal, using her body as a weapon, and undergoing countless trials and tribulations, her physical form is only one step away from a true dragon, and two steps away from Zhang Konghu.

This is the limit of weapon refining.

Leaving behind perfectly effective body-refining techniques, the effects naturally fall short of those perfectly aligned with the physical body of a living being.

Dao Kuang slammed his hands into the ground, kneeling on his knees, in a toad-like pose.

His fundamental martial art is Toad Kung Fu, from which all his moves are derived.

Combining Toad Kung Fu with his supernatural powers creates an unstoppable war machine!

The men of the Bihai Branch rescued by Jiang Li shuddered. Even without a fight, Dao Kuang’s state revealed his formidable strength.

No wonder even a fifth-level supernatural being could be defeated by him; Dao Kuang’s combat power was simply too high.

If it weren’t for his passion for combat, his status within the Supernatural Cult would be far more than this.

Dao Kuang unleashed his power, his energy surging: “I was wrong!”

Seeing Jiang Li was like seeing an unreachable mountain, a blue sky filled with white clouds, and a vast ocean.

But Dao Kuang was just an ordinary man before this towering figure; there was no comparison.

…

“As long as there’s electricity, I’m invincible!”

The member of the Supernatural Cult harnessed the power of thunder, controlling the entire Bihai branch’s electricity. Wherever he went, arcs of electricity plowed the earth, carving deep gullies through the floor and ceiling.

“I am the God of Darkness, and I am also the God of Light!”

“He’s ‘Lei Zi,’ the Supernatural Cult’s fourth-level supernatural madman!” the people of the Binhai branch exclaimed.

The Supernatural Cult had its own deities, and he, a member of the Cult, simply claimed to be a god too. He was a complete lunatic.

The person nearby glanced at his exclaiming companion and corrected him, “His name is Thunder’s Son, not Thunder’s Son.”

“I was wondering why calling him Thunder’s Son feels awkward, like I’m calling my buddy in the countryside.”

The person from the Binhai branch, realizing his mistake, immediately corrected himself and continued to exclaim, “He’s Thunder’s Son, a fourth-level psychic from the Supernatural Power Cult!”

As Thunder’s Son himself had said, wherever there was electricity, he could move freely and unstoppably.

These days, few places don’t have electricity.

Those who battled Thunder’s Son were defeated, their hair singed.

“I remember someone in our bureau has the supernatural power of insulation. Find him!”

“…That person you’re talking about is probably me. My supernatural power is to avoid women, not insulation.”

“Oh, sorry.”

Thunder’s Son moved freely, cleaving walls, iron doors, tables, chairs, benches, and even laboratory equipment in two.

“You’re such a complete wreck at thunder magic, yet you still have the nerve to call yourself the Son of Thunder?” a calm voice echoed. Jiang Li strolled out, ignoring the cyan arcs of electricity. He stepped up to the Son of Thunder and

slapped him away. If the Son of Thunder were to study thunder magic in a sect living in Jiuzhou, the elders would have beaten the back of his hand until it swelled. He’s

learned thunder magic worse than a dog.

A Yuanying cultivator’s thunder magic is more powerful than the Son of Thunder’s. The Son of Thunder’s use of lightning is crude, wasting a lot of energy.

…

If anyone could have seen the entire situation at the Bihai Branch, they would have seen Jiang Li appearing everywhere, all at once.

Jiang Li transformed into millions of beings and then dispatched the members of the Ability Cult.

It wasn’t just Jiang Li; many others were saved not by Jiang Li, but by a flash of sword light that appeared from nowhere.

The sword’s piercing light, a single strike, was more powerful than a thousand moves. No supernatural power could withstand it.

Bai Hongtu stood at the center of the underground structure, scanning with his spiritual sense. He swung his sword, and countless sword beams rained down like rain.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you use the Falling Rain Sword,” Jiang Li’s original form stood nearby, his hands in his pockets, and he smiled.

The Falling Rain Sword was Bai Hongtu’s natal spiritual treasure, acquired during the Nascent Soul stage.

It was a growth-oriented spiritual treasure, and as Bai Hongtu’s cultivation grew, so did the grade of the Falling Rain Sword. When

Bai Hongtu reached the Tribulation Crossing stage, the Falling Rain Sword also became a top-tier Daoist spiritual treasure, just a hair’s breadth away from becoming an Immortal weapon. Later,

the Falling Rain Sword developed intelligence, and its swordsmanship could no longer keep up with Bai Hongtu’s pace. Bai Hongtu then allowed the Falling Rain Sword to concentrate on training, waiting for the right moment.

Now, years later, the Falling Rain Sword’s skills have improved rapidly, and it can finally continue to accompany Bai Hongtu in battle.

Although the strike at the Bihai Branch wasn’t even considered a fight,

it couldn’t even kill a cultivator in the Fusion stage, far from Bai Hongtu’s true level.

“Let it out to bask in the fluorescent light,” Bai Hongtu said with a smile, performing a sword dance before sheathing it.

Shao Junyi and Peng Hailiang felt like the two men were gods, chatting and laughing as if everything was under their control.

“The Power Cult is as powerful as you,” Jiang Li teased Shao Junyi. The Power Cult is a civilian organization, yet it can rival a violent organization like the Power Administration. One can only imagine the Power Cult’s strength.

Jiang Li used his spiritual sense to examine the Power Cult’s information. They believe in the “Three-Eyed God.” According to their legend, the three eyes of the Three-Eyed God represent the past, present, and future.

The Three-Eyed God opens the eye representing the present, while the other two remain closed, simply because they are “seeing the present.”

In reality, the other two eyes are looking into the past and future, so those in the present cannot see when the Three-Eyed God opens his other two eyes.

Their leader claims that the Three-Eyed God’s “future eye” sees a future dominated by power users, who will be the absolute rulers.

Therefore, the Power Cult advocates overthrowing the ruling system and making power kings.

They believe that since they have awakened their powers, they are chosen by heaven, favored by the gods. The Three-Eyed God’s future eye confirms their belief.

As a person with special abilities, who doesn’t feel special? With this in mind, many people with special abilities join the Special Ability Cult.

Rather than saying that the Three-Eyed True God chooses the believers, it’s more like the believers choose their beliefs.

They believe what suits their hearts, and they don’t believe what doesn’t.

(End of this chapter)