One Qi Purifies the Three Clarities?

The Taiyi Sect Master descended from on high, entering the colossal arena that stretched out like a small landmass. Along with his arrival, an overwhelming, irresistible force descended from the infinite heights, blanketing the sky above the ring to form an impregnable barrier. At the same time, a notification from the Spirit Realm rang out: [The arena match has no time limit. It will continue until one combatant is slain. The standard of death: complete destruction of both form and spirit!] [Before victory or defeat is decided, no one may enter or leave the arena. To use points to exempt a combatant from death, at least six participants must shout together: Concede the match!] The Void demigod lowered his altitude until he reached the outer layer of the barrier. He reached out to test it, touching an invisible, rigid barrier. After focusing his senses for a few seconds, he said, "It consists of two forces: space and defense, originating from the Void and Earth Monster classes. Tsk, tsk. I suddenly understand why I could never find the second authority of the Void and could never advance to Level 11. "The remaining authority was pocketed by the Spirit Realm itself. To sustain its operations, the Spirit Realm must possess the corresponding authorities. What it can grant to Spirit Realm walkers is only a fraction." The Sea Emperor, his face half-covered by a thick beard, sneered. "You're only realizing that now? "Then do you know why demigods possess administrator authority yet cannot sway the Spirit Realm? It's because the sun, moon, and stars haven't returned to their rightful positions!" To demigods, such things were common knowledge; the Sea Emperor was simply mocking the Void demigod's blather. The other demigods did not join in their idle chatter, keeping their gazes fixed intently on the ring. "Ling Tuo's analysis was spot on. The orthodox faction really did send you out to fight." Old Mai smiled warmly as he unhooked the gourd from his waist and took a deep, gurgling swig. "I'll strive to kill you and bring an early end to this chaotic battle." Neither alarmed nor angry, neither rushed nor sluggish, the Taiyi Sect Master replied in a grand, echoing voice layered with reverberations, "That might prove rather difficult!" "I'm curious to see just how strong the Lord of the Stars is, too." Old Mai spat out a mouthful of wine with a sharp hiss. The liquor billowed into a dense fog, drifting toward the Taiyi Sect Master. This brew of his could intoxicate the physical body and numb the Origin Soul alike; its alcoholic vapor could permeate spiritual energy, flesh, and props, and it could not be diluted. No method could halt the vapor's penetration. When a demigod-level powerhouse inhaled it, the body would initially show signs of intoxication, turning limp and powerless, until eventually even the Origin Soul lost consciousness, lapsing into a deep slumber. Clad in robes of starlight, the Taiyi Sect Master stood unmoving like a mountain as a blazing golden sun rose behind his head. Sssss... The alcoholic mist blanketing the entire sky rapidly evaporated beneath the golden radiance. The spiritual energy held within dispersed, leaving behind only pure steam. Suddenly, Old Mai whipped his head to the left, chaotic light welling in his eyes. A fist thrust out from the void on his left, glancing past his cheek at an angle and striking less than an inch from his right ear. The force packed into that blow was unfathomable. Space rippled in its wake, emitting an ear-piercing sonic boom. Not far off, the Taiyi Sect Master's phantom image dissolved. His true body appeared at Old Mai's left flank; the punch just now had been his ambush. Before the spatial ripples reached him, Old Mai stepped backward—a single stride crossing hundreds of meters—evading the formidable aftershocks of the punch. Staring at the Taiyi Sect Master hundreds of meters away, who in the eyes of ordinary mortals would have seemed a tiny black dot, Old Mai remarked in surprise, "You can actually use illusion and Night Wander while maintaining the domain of Sunrise?" This was unprecedented. The domineering nature of the divine power of the sun lay in its ability to suppress all spiritual energies, including those of its own class: the power of the stars and lunar energy. Therefore, whenever a Day Wanderer unleashed Sunrise, spells of lunar and starlight domains were rendered unusable, leaving a Day Wanderer's offensive options severely limited. That was why Old Mai was so astonished. He could not resist glancing toward Ling Tuo outside the arena, wanting to see the expression on the face of the Lord of Taiyin. Alas, Ling Tuo wore a hood that completely hid his face and gaze. The Taiyi Sect Master vanished again. The distance of hundreds of meters was wiped out in an instant, his fist once more lunging from Old Mai's left flank. Old Mai turned his head unhurriedly, chaotic power churning in his eye sockets. Bang! The dark-golden fist struck Old Mai's head square-on. Instantly, the white-haired head burst like a watermelon. Brain tissue, blood, and flesh splattered outward in the shockwave, scattering in one direction like flung yellow sand. The headless Old Mai bolted forward in a flash, reappearing miles away at the edge of the arena. Meanwhile, the splattered bits of brain and flesh seemed to experience a reversal of time, flying back into his body and reassembling into an intact head atop his neck. The Dionysus's most formidable ability was Distortion, and the pinnacle of Distortion was Inversion! Inverting up and down, left and right, front and back, and... life and death. The Lord of the Stars turned into a streak of starlight, materializing a hundred meters from Old Mai. He made no rush to attack, merely observing him in silence. Old Mai's eyes filled with astonishment. "H-How did you manage to hit me?" Starlight sparkled brilliantly in the Taiyi Sect Master's eyes. In an even tone, he said: "I calculated it." "Impossible!" Old Mai narrowed his eyes, glaring at him fixedly. "The Lord of Taiyin foresaw that you would fight and specifically cast a concealed blessing over me. You couldn't possibly deduce my responses." Unless the Lord of the Stars could peer into the River of Fate to see how far his fist would deviate, he could never adjust in advance to strike dead-on after being subjected to the distortion effect. Yet that was impossible. Under the concealed blessing, everything about Old Mai was entirely blocked from the Lord of the Stars' observation. The Lord of the Stars' tone remained cold and aloof: "Deductions don't necessarily require spells; they require a brain. I can deduce without relying on Stargazing, and the results I deduce cannot be blocked by him. "What Taiyin can conceal is limited to magical information." With that, crowned by the miniature sun behind his head, he crossed a hundred meters once more. From the identical angle and with the identical force, a single punch shattered Old Mai's head again. The previous scene repeated itself. Old Mai reassembled his head in the distance. Beside shock, his eyes now held deep wariness. He was now certain that even while affected by Distortion, the Lord of the Stars could correct his angle and direction, landing his fist with pinpoint accuracy. The only limitation was that he could not chain his strikes together. Each deduction required a certain amount of time, meaning that after every punch, the Lord of the Stars had to pause momentarily. With that thought, Old Mai prepared to take the initiative, intending to launch a fast-paced assault so that the Lord of the Stars would have no time to deduce and would be run ragged just defending. A murky, chaos-laden energy emanated from his body, altering the color of the surrounding space and polluting this stretch of heaven and earth. In an instant, the Lord of the Stars' perception was distorted, his sense of direction was distorted, his physical coordination was distorted, and even his thoughts suffered distortion. "In sixty years of cultivating the Dao, I have developed only two spells that I deem worthy of pride. Today, you are privileged to witness the first." The Lord of the Stars' face was like a carved statue, rigid and devoid of expression. His voice echoed in magnificent, overlapping layers, reminiscent of a machine. The robe formed of starlight on the Lord of the Stars' body peeled away on its own, coalescing into a humanoid figure of pure starlight. The starlight in his eye sockets vanished immediately. Following that, a plume of thick, pitch-black smoke erupted from the crown of his head, condensing to his left into a humanoid figure composed entirely of pure yin qi, surrounded by billowing dark mist. "One Qi Purifies the Three Clarities?" The President was flabbergasted. "It's over! Yuanshi Tianzun's title has been stolen!" The orthodox demigods could not be bothered with his nonsensical babble; they were filled with mingled shock and delight. For the Lord of the Stars to disregard the drawbacks of the Day Wanderer and cast abilities from both the starlight and lunar domains was already an immense surprise. None of them had expected him to perform One Qi Purifies the Three Clarities, separating the powers of the three domains—Taiyin, Stars, and Sun—into three formidable combat avatars. Among the three avatars, the star avatar was the core, possessing demigod status, while the lunar and solar avatars were stronger than peak Dominators, just half a step shy of demigods. Old Mai looked at the three avatars, a blank daze creeping over his face. To use illusion and Night Wander while in Sunrise was already inconceivable; dividing the power of his three domains into three distinct avatars was utterly unheard of. He felt an overwhelming disorientation, as though he had returned to a hundred years ago when he was still a rookie lacking common sense and knowledge of the Spirit Realm, utterly unfamiliar with the skill pairings and tactical combinations of his enemies. Right then, the Blazing Sun God of War avatar conjured a bow and arrow. Standing at a distance, it drew the bow, nocked arrows, and fired in rapid succession. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Arrow after arrow shot out in dense barrages. The Blazing Sun God of War alone loosed a torrential rain of arrows. The trajectories of most of these golden arrows were distorted, grazing past Old Mai or striking the ground at his feet. A few, however, found their mark, igniting into incinerating golden flames. A standalone avatar can deduce as well?! Old Mai's heart chilled. He had assumed that once the star avatar was separated out, the Blazing Sun God of War avatar would lose its deductive ability. From the look of it, the three avatars still functioned as one. In that case, he would defeat them one by one. Old Mai opened his inventory and pulled out a massive, two-meter-tall staff wrapped in grapevines, topped with a pinecone cluster and draped with hanging heads of wheat. He brandished the staff, swinging it ferociously forward. Instantly, the head of the Blazing Sun God of War avatar twisted backward, its hands became legs, and its legs sprouted from its shoulders, turning into a grotesque figure haphazardly cobbled together by a mischievous child. Taking advantage of the target's physical distortion, Old Mai distorted the distance between them, appearing beside the Blazing Sun God of War and slamming the two-meter staff downward. The staff was also an indestructible weapon; smashing the Blazing Sun God of War avatar to pieces would be child's play. Suddenly, a fist materialized to Old Mai's right. The Taiyin avatar appeared, throwing a punch from the exact same angle and toward the exact same spot. Crack! The air emitted a sharp, explosive pop. This time, the punch missed. Empowered by the staff, Old Mai's power of Distortion was dramatically enhanced, causing an error in the Lord of the Stars' deduction. Boom! Starlight erupted behind Old Mai, delivering a heavy blow that caused space to undergo a small-scale collapse, instantly shattering Old Mai's upper torso. The starlight avatar had completed its deduction. When demigod-level powerhouses clashed, they sought ultimate output rather than flashy special effects. The Lord of the Stars' three punches appeared simple and unadorned, yet they were capable of shattering a demigod's physical body. Every punch depleted a portion of the opponent's spiritual essence and spiritual energy. Just as Old Mai's body finished reconstituting, the Blazing Sun God of War used the properties of the divine power of the sun to purify the distortion, wielding a longsword formed of solar divine power. With a flash of golden light, it lunged in front of Old Mai, bringing the longsword cleaving straight down. Old Mai swung his staff horizontally, swatting the Blazing Sun God of War away. Just as he was about to unleash a Distortion skill, he noticed yin qi coalescing behind him and hastily turned to block. The three avatars coordinated with seamless synergy, keeping Old Mai firmly pinned down. The Blazing Sun God of War served as the primary attacker. Though it was suppressed by the power of Distortion every time, the overbearing nature of the divine power of the sun weakened the distortion effects, preventing them from being fatal. Whenever Old Mai moved to land a finishing blow, the Taiyin avatar invariably appeared to strike and disrupt him. Occasionally, Old Mai drew upon the power flowing through his staff to overpower the solar and lunar avatars, but whenever he was on the verge of success, the star avatar intervened. The star avatar functioned like a CPU, directing the actions of the solar and lunar avatars, transmitting deduction results, and providing support at critical moments to resolve crises for the other two. Old Mai swiftly switched tactics. To catch a snake, strike its seven-inch mark; to catch bandits, first capture their ringleader. He pivoted to target the star avatar. The star avatar remained completely unhurried. Whenever Old Mai cast a wide-range domain—such as magnifying and intensifying drunkenness through the staff or inducing frantic ecstasy in enemies—the star avatar summoned the Day Wanderer to weaken the skills with the divine power of the sun. When Old Mai opted for melee combat, the star avatar slipped into the distance, refusing to engage him directly. After a grueling battle, the replenishing of the Dionysus Club owner's spiritual energy began to fall behind his consumption. The confidence and ease in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by unprecedented gravity. Pointing one finger to the sky and one to the earth, he rasped: "Distort!" In an instant, an entirely inverted world appeared overhead within the barrier. The arena in this world was turned upside down, mirroring the real world. Between the two realms, the murky aura of chaos reached its zenith, constantly influencing the living beings trapped inside. Deep within this familiar domain, he immediately scrambled the rules within a five-hundred-meter radius: whatever moved left was bound to go right; whatever moved right was bound to go down; whatever moved down was bound to go up; whatever moved up was bound to go backward. The rules here descended into utter chaos and disorder. Even deduction could no longer accurately predict one's next trajectory. Because there were no rules here—only pure chaos and lawlessness—no one could know how the rules might change in the very next second. Sure enough, the Lord of the Stars did not strike again, halting outside the five-hundred-meter domain. Old Mai held the staff upright before him and chanted an incantation. A stream of murky divine power pierced through the dungeon barrier, pierced through the arena's ward, and descended upon the staff. All at once, Old Mai's status rose once more, showing faint signs of breaking through to Level 11. His aura became lofty, mysterious, and majestic. The five-hundred-meter domain grew increasingly chaotic, until even the flow of air turned disordered. What was even more fatal, the Twisted Realm seemed to come alive; the two opposing worlds began to merge, and at astonishing speed. The orthodox demigods looked up in unison toward the infinite heights. The very scenario they dreaded most had come to pass after all. In the past, it was the "Invaders" who sought to wrest control of the Spirit Realm from the orthodox faction. But as the erosion deepened, the roles of offense and defense had reversed. The evil faction possessed deities capable of influencing the Spirit Realm, whereas the orthodox faction did not. "Damn it!" The Void demigod inhaled sharply. "At this rate, the two worlds will merge in sixty seconds at most. All rules and living beings within will sink into chaos until absolute annihilation." The Twisted Realm was the Dionysus's most formidable ability, an extension of demigod authority. Bolstered by the "Invaders," it became exponentially stronger. Old Mai said in a deep voice: "In the Second District, the only one capable of breaking the Twisted Realm is Marshal White Tiger. And the Twisted Realm right now is vastly more powerful and solid than before. "Taiyi, is your offensive power up to the task?"