Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 1729 - 152: Patching the Sky Rift_2

Chapter 1729: Chapter 152: Patching the Sky Rift_2

The birds and beasts desperately fled towards higher ground.

The few surviving True Martial Cultivators and mortals were all faces of shock and fear…

Even though Shao Yangzi and others used their mana to maintain the stability of the geographic position of Huangji Continent, it was like holding sand; the tighter you grip, the quicker it crumbles.

“Wang Ba!”

“At this point, our only option is to reform the Nine Continents’ geographical positions!”

Shao Yangzi, upon seeing Wang Ba arrive, spoke urgently.

“Reform the geographical positions…”

Wang Ba nodded slightly, as this was also his plan.

He took in the situation within Huangji Continent thoroughly, and without hesitation, disappeared once more.

His figure subsequently appeared in Tianmo Continent, Jingyuan Continent, Zhongsheng Continent… the Western Three Continents.

In the lands dominated by the Martial Kingdom’s Four Continents, numerous True Martial Cultivators and mortals struggled amidst the cataclysms, with a higher proportion of True Martial Cultivators enabling more people to barely save themselves and escape to places not yet collapsed.

In comparison, the Western Three Continents had a tougher situation.

Ignoring the Wildermen of Tupi Continent, the islands scattered across Daosheng Continent were submerged in the roaring, swirling sea, where the ships carrying these mortals rode the tumultuous waves like ants, sometimes rising to the waves’ crest, other times falling into troughs.

In the sea, vortices occasionally appeared out of nowhere, swallowing entire ships and all aboard.

Despite their skills, these mortals appeared so frail and vulnerable against the catastrophic forces of nature.

This continued until a massive placenta appeared on the sea’s surface.

Following it were several Evil Gods, walking on the sea, pacifying it and allowing ships to sail smoothly wherever they tread.

The mortals aboard burst into tears of joy.

When Wang Ba arrived at Daosheng Continent, he was met with this unexpectedly orderly scene.

It was also at this moment that Kong Zen, seated on a giant white-blue elephant, sensed Wang Ba’s aura and quickly approached. Seeing Wang Ba, though heavy-hearted, a trace of pride briefly flashed, as he pointed to the Evil Gods protecting the mortals on the sea:

“See, this is the wonder of my Mahayana Buddhism!”

Uncharacteristically, Wang Ba did not argue back.

Absorbing the situation of Daosheng Continent’s geographical positions submerged in the sea, having already assessed the entire Little Cang World’s geographical position layout, he nodded lightly:

“Not bad work.”

“But you’ll have to toil a bit later…”

Kong Zen frowned, faintly sensing something troubling:

“What are you planning to do?”

Before having a chance to understand his original body’s intention, Wang Ba flicked his sleeve, and below, the Evil Gods were all swept into his robe, as his figure vanished once again.

Kong Zen stared blankly at the sea, now only with mortal ships, initially bewildered, soon overcome with panic!

Grinding his teeth:

“Original body, damn you! Are you sabotaging my merit!?”

Yet seeing that below, a ship was about to be engulfed by a vortex, Kong Zen could not bring himself to indifference, and shouted urgently.

A merit Buddha’s light, different from that of the Wu Monkey King and the Wheel-turning Temple’s monks, glowed from his hand, transforming into an unimaginably large alms bowl, scooping gently!

Immediately, the dense ships fell into the alms bowl, quickly ascending!

Aboard the ships, the cries of mortals and immense joy for surviving rang out.

On Kong Zen’s face, a hint of a smile appeared too.

Yet, in an instant, it transformed into a profound heartache:

“Original body, you’re accursed by the heavens! This is the merit I saved for achieving sainthood in the flesh!”

The heartache on his face did not last long, as he soon sensed numerous cries and pleas for help emanating from the void.

Sighing lightly, Kong Zen shook his head, shedding his usual mischievous and joyful demeanor, leaving only solemnity and compassion:

“The rise and fall of heaven and earth, what crime have all living beings committed…”

Riding on Elephant Forty-Nine, as the thought rose, his figure too vanished.

…

Fenglin Continent.

Wang Ba’s figure silently appeared at the highest point of this realm.

He gazed solemnly down at the remaining eight continents, apart from the already vanished Northsea Continent.

Focusing his power in his eyes, he could clearly see that the geographical positions beneath the Eight Great Continents, once flowing and connected like bones in a human body, were now overwhelmed and extensively fragmented.

Corresponding to the fragmentation of the geographical positions, the continents also showed signs of collapsing.

Soon, these continents would sink into the deep sea with the complete shattering of the geographical positions.

The Four Extreme Heavenly Pillars would, too, lose their support due to the subsidence of the geographical positions.

The Sky Dome would once again fall.

The convergence of heaven and earth, and the annihilation of all beings, would ultimately be an unavoidable fate.

“Now, the only way is to reconstruct the geographical positions and recreate the continents!”

Even considering this plan, Wang Ba couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

A Refining Void Cultivator, within the Little Cang World, already possessed the capacity to change the landscape of a continent.

Just like in the past when the Old Blood Sea Lady Li Yuehua single-handedly raised the entire Zhongsheng Continent by three thousand feet!

However, achieving such a feat was no easy task.

One continent’s alteration, compared to the entire Little Cang World, was a completely different scale of difficulty.

Complete geographical positions and broken geographical positions were completely different concepts.

The complexity of both combined was unimaginable.

Yet, in the current crisis, he had no other choice.

Mana infused, his voice echoed throughout the Little Cang World:

“Everyone, join me in reconstructing the geographical positions!”

As his voice resounded.

On Huangji Continent.

Shao Yangzi and others nodded lightly.

Their bodies became increasingly transparent, as if they might vanish at any moment.

Yet none cared about this.

“Unexpectedly, even after death, there’s a chance to accomplish such a monumental endeavor as recreating heaven and earth, ha-ha, what a profitable gain!”

Th𝖎𝙨 𝙘h𝒶pṯҽr 𝖎ʂ p𝐨𝑠ƚ℮đ b𝐲 𝒦𝕀𝖙ᥱ𝘯𝕠ν℮𝘭