Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 387 - 388 Chapter 393 Peerless Divine King

388: Chapter 393: Peerless Divine King 388: Chapter 393: Peerless Divine King “Ah…” Jiang Taixu wailed mournfully, his cry shaking the heavens and earth.

After a separation of four thousand years, there was endless sorrow and pain.

A hero in his twilight years, a beauty withered—how could his heart not break?

How could his spirit not ache?

The Divine King was desolate, his heart filled with grief.

The mournful cry scattered the clouds in the night sky and alarmed everyone in the Divine City.

It was like the sea pouring into the Nine Layer Heavens—endless sorrow, overwhelming sadness.

Jiang Taixu stood alone in the field, his flesh and blood already withered.

Yet, the corners of his dry eyes glistened as he held the old woman’s cold corpse, unmoving.

The Divine King seemed petrified.

Not knowing how much time had passed, he made no sound, no movement, just quietly gazed at the old woman.

Four thousand years had passed since he had last seen her.

The beauty had aged; her face was full of wrinkles, her lips gray, her figure stooped.

The years had stolen her youth.

The peerless beauty of yesteryear had waited for four thousand years with no regrets.

She had lost her bloom, her Heart Spirit had dimmed, and she had suffered silently until she aged completely.

Even after four thousand years, when Fairy Caiyun heard news of the Divine King, she risked her life to come to him.

To save Jiang Taixu, she had perished.

“After my death…

cover my corpse with a white cloth.

Tell Taixu…

not to uncover it and see me…

I don’t want him to see…

this appearance.

I want his memory of me…

to forever be the me from four thousand years ago.” The Divine King grieved, yet no tears could flow; his body was already dry.

Just like that, he gazed unmoving at the deceased beauty.

Sadly, she would never awaken.

Her body was cold, long devoid of any warmth.

The Divine King remained silent.

Everything from the past was vividly recalled: murmured whispers, a gentle face…

The figures, voices, and smiles from the past seemed still before his eyes; their former heart-to-heart connection still lingered.

Jiang Taixu was heartbroken.

He quietly held the cold corpse.

“Divine King Ancestor…” someone nearby called softly.

“Caiyun…” the Divine King whispered, his voice trembling.

He was filled with boundless sorrow and endless regret.

Watching his beloved die by his side to save him, the great pain in his heart was indescribable.

Hate nearly deranged him.

The naturally gifted Divine King choked back sobs, his eyes filled with desolation.

Four thousand years ago, he had worn snow-white clothes and roamed the world—who could rival him then?

Now, he had returned in his twilight years, unable even to save the life of the woman he loved most, who had died to save him.

Emotions ran wild, his heart ached.

He gazed at the sky and tightly embraced the cold corpse.

“AH…” The Divine King shouted.

Boundless grief transformed into soaring murderous intent.

At that moment, the entire Divine City turned cold, as if a chilling autumn wind had swept through.

The Divine City felt as if winter had descended.

Leaves fluttered chaotically.

There was endless murderous intent.

The Divine King was enraged, and heaven and earth trembled.

At that moment, endless energy of heaven and earth furiously surged toward this place, overwhelming in its volume.

It converged on the Divine King, drowning him.

He lifted his head, standing in the center of the field, absorbing enormous Qi from all directions and devouring moonlight and starlight.

His whole body was shrouded.

Why cover the corpse with a white cloth?

Why did you not want me to see your appearance?

Jiang Taixu choked up, muttering to himself, In my eyes, you have never changed.

You are always the same, whether four thousand years ago or now…

Everyone else remained silent, watching quietly.

The energy of heaven and earth surged like rivers and seas.

The Divine King’s power grew increasingly intense.

Finally, lifting the old woman, he said sorrowfully, “You loved youth, so I shall let you remain eternally youthful.” Ocean-like enormous Qi, like surging tides, swept forward, layer upon layer, entering the Divine King’s body.

Jiang Taixu’s hands glowed brightly, almost transparent, as he injected all the enormous Qi into the old woman’s body.

He was unable to revive her soul, but he awakened her flesh.

The old woman’s body rapidly changed.

Her wrinkled skin slowly stretched out and gradually smoothed, slowly gaining luster.

Her sparse hair began to grow.

“I have wrested an ageless visage from heaven for you!” Jiang Taixu shouted, his voice like divine thunder, piercing through the heavens and shaking the Divine City.

Everyone’s eardrums hummed.

Endless Divine Radiance unfolded.

Jiang Taixu used his arms to invoke the Great Dao, forcefully pushing a withered body towards youth and slowly restoring its vitality.

The old woman’s stooped body fully straightened, and her wrinkles completely vanished.

She was constantly transforming.

Endless energy of heaven and earth bathed her.

Divine King Jiang Taixu’s divine arts were matchless.

He continuously moved his arms, ultimately, forcefully restoring the decayed body to its youthful appearance.

Fairy Caiyun seemed resurrected, as if returned to four thousand five hundred years ago.

Her head was full of black hair, her skin crystalline.

Her peerless beauty was fully restored, as if she were merely in slumber.

Jiang Taixu performed a Heaven-defying Divine Technique, restoring her youth.

He held her, gazing quietly, as if they had returned to the past.

Sadly, the beauty was truly gone; her Divine Soul had been obliterated.

The Divine King was saddened, unable to utter a single word.

“Divine King Ancestor, please restrain your grief!

Don’t harm yourself…” The people nearby were very worried.

Jiang Taixu, just reborn, was exhibiting such a Heaven-defying Divine Technique, and they feared an unforeseen accident.

“Caiyun…” Jiang Taixu called softly, then placed her in the Dragon Transformation Pool.

Then, he suddenly stood up, lifting his head skyward and declaring, “Since I have revived, not even Heaven can take me again!” His eyes were sharp and unmatched, his words filled with immense confidence, as if he were making a proclamation to the heavens.

“Jiang Taixu, even if you have temporarily revived, we will not give you a chance!” Not far from the Dragon Transformation Pool, three old monsters’ hearts leaped wildly, and they shouted loudly.

Thirteen Saint Master Level figures also revealed their killing intent, all mobilizing divine energy as they advanced.

Sadly, the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel barred the area, temporarily preventing them from breaching the blockade.

“Divine King Rebirth Technique!” Jiang Taixu shouted.

Dignified beyond compare, a sovereign of the world, he stood in the field, accepting Spiritual Qi from all directions into his body, continuously flickering with Divine Light.

This was a unique secret art of the Divine King Body.

As long as the Source was not lost, one could restore oneself, nearly possessing an Undying Body!

The three old monsters, who had lived for over four thousand years and yet remained immortal, all attacked.

They began to seal this space, isolating it from everything external, attempting to sever the massive enormous Qi the Divine King required.

Thirteen Saint Master Level figures also attacked with full force.

Their understanding of the Great Dao was equally profound.

They imprinted Dao Glyphs in the void, sealing everything.

Yet it was difficult to halt the process.

Starlight surged down, a vast expanse of white, like a colossal river of stars.

It was resplendent, engulfing the Divine King.

“How is this possible?

The Divine City is suppressed by a peak weapon and separated from the Great Heaven and Earth!

How did Jiang Taixu borrow the All Heavens Star Power?” one Saint Master Level figure exclaimed in shock.

“He is using the Hengyu Divine Furnace to draw upon the Dao, capturing all the Star Power from the sky!” an old monster exclaimed, startled.

This is not a good sign.

Jiang Taixu was just resurrected and already has a connection with the Holy Furnace.

That’s frightening to even think about.

BOOM!

Suddenly, Extreme Divine Power erupted!

The sacred weapon contending with the Hengyu Furnace seemed as if it would penetrate the heavens and earth.

It shook continually and once again sealed off the void.

“Good, good, good!” an old monster shouted, joy appearing on his face.

“Jiang Taixu, let’s see how you recover now!” The three old monsters and thirteen Saint Master Level beings were extremely terrifying, able to look down upon the world, all top masters of their time.

They all inscribed Dao Glyphs, emitted divine energy, and began plotting to seize the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel.

Half of a peak weapon, unless held by an ancient sage, could not exhibit Extreme Divine Power.

That was why they dared to confront it and even wanted to seize it.

“Prepare the Divine Sources!” the Jiang Family sovereign, Jiang Yun, transmitted his voice.

In an instant, several elders stepped forward, taking out several large chunks of Divine Sources.

They were radiantly bright and piled up in front of Jiang Taixu.

This was what they had prepared long ago.

They had feared the Divine King might need too much energy of heaven and earth when he resurrected, and that the power of the sun, moon, and stars might not suffice.

Now, it was finally useful.

“Quick, stop him!

Don’t let him recover!” the thirteen Saint Master Level beings shouted.

They realized the gravity of the situation; Jiang Taixu’s resurrection was a disaster for them.

The three old monsters also shouted, “Friends wielding peak weapons, why are you hesitating?

Quickly, come and stop Jiang Taixu!” They were anxious; they had dealt with Jiang Taixu four thousand years ago, and no one knew better than them how terrifying a Divine King was.

“I am resisting the Hengyu Furnace; otherwise, it would have already flown to Jiang Taixu’s side,” a cold, eerie voice responded from the shadows.

“What?

Jiang Taixu wants to control the Holy Furnace now?

He wants to destroy us all!

It’s not simply about self-preservation!” Everyone present was shocked.

Jiang Taixu possessed extraordinary ambition; just resurrected, he already wanted to kill all of them.

THUMP!

Extreme Dao Power pressed down.

The terrifying figure in the shadows controlled the Great Emperor’s Holy Weapon and, while simultaneously resisting the Hengyu Furnace, activated a wave of divine power.

BOOM!

The Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel was nearly blasted away.

No one could fully activate it; although its power was still terrifying, it couldn’t possibly compare with the Hengyu Furnace and another sacred weapon.

BOOM!

The terrifying pressure struck again.

The Heaven-devouring Demon Jar shivered once more and was about to be knocked away; it could no longer guard this place.

“Good!

Keep hitting like that!

Break through the obstruction!” “Help us break in and slay Jiang Taixu!” The three old monsters and thirteen Saint Master Level beings saw hope and were greatly encouraged.

As long as they could enter, they could definitely kill the Divine King, who was still very weak.

BUZZ!

The void trembled.

The Hengyu Furnace’s radiant glow transformed into a Red Blood Divine Phoenix, which soared high into the heavens, nearly escaping the restraint of another Great Emperor’s Holy Weapon.

“This is bad!” the terrifying figure in the shadows exclaimed.

He ceased all attacks and quickly moved to counter the Hengyu Furnace.

Otherwise, if Jiang Taixu got hold of it, it was likely that not a single person would survive.

SSS.

SSS.

In front of the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel, the Divine Sources shattered, transforming into strands of Divine Radiance that entered Jiang Taixu’s body.

He stood there, his expression solemn and dignified.

His aura grew increasingly intense.

His withered body gradually became lustrous, his flesh quickly regained vitality, and his muscles continuously expanded.

The Divine King had resurrected.

What he lacked was only the replenishment of enormous Qi.

Now, the Divine Sources lay right before him, allowing his restoration to proceed without any hindrance.

BOOM!

The Hengyu Furnace and the other Great Emperor’s Holy Weapon continually suppressed each other.

Extreme Divine Power pressed down from time to time, but it was all blocked by the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel.

「After half an hour」 The three old monsters and thirteen Saint Master Level beings all began to consider retreating, nearly giving up.

This was because Jiang Taixu’s flesh was now crystal clear, no longer resembling a bag of bones.

His thick black hair cascaded like a waterfall.

With the Divine King Rebirth Technique, he had completely revived!

THUMP!

The heavens and earth trembled as Jiang Taixu absorbed all the Divine Sources.

He sharply opened his eyes.

Two cold beams of electric light instantly tore through the void, their power soul-stirring.

With a flash of light, he took a single step forward.

He faced the three old monsters and the thirteen Saint Master Level beings alone, raising his hand to take hold of the Heaven-devouring Demon Jar.

At this moment, he was dressed in white, more dazzling than snow, his features as refined as jade.

There was no trace of old age; he was vibrant and seemed as if time had reversed, returning him to how he was four thousand years ago.

“Jiang Taixu…” an old monster trembled, his heart filled with an icy dread.

He suddenly recalled Jiang Taixu’s unrivaled majesty from when he traversed the world four thousand years ago.

It was indistinguishable from his presence now.

The old monster knew the peerless Divine King had returned!

Whether it was the three old monsters or the thirteen Saint Master Level beings, all were startled and frightened.

They couldn’t help but shiver when the peerless Divine King’s gaze swept over them.

“There are so many of us!

Can we not kill a single Divine King?!” a Saint Master Level being shouted, calling for everyone to unite and attack.

Jiang Taixu’s eyes were profound, his sword-like eyebrows slanted upwards towards his temples.

He was very calm, but when he acted, he moved like a supreme deity walking through the mortal world!

BUZZ!

He took what was almost a single step and charged into the crowd.

The space around him directly shattered into pieces as he launched an indiscriminate attack against everyone.

This was the peerless Divine King, looking down upon the world.

Facing so many masters, he was utterly unafraid, possessing the divine might of a sovereign over all under Heaven.