Chapter 2135: The World's Mountains and Rivers Are All Rules

The Three Punishments Palace truly lived up to its name as a Legalist holy land. It was indeed a great sect that dared to rule the heavens, govern the earth, and punish people. Wu Bingyi also lived up to his position as the Rule Earth Palace Master, having been responsible for major forbidden areas for many years, "governing the mountains and rivers of man."

This Eight Gates Law Realm restricted great powers, and the Punish Law Coffin punished and killed sinners within time, truly demonstrating the supreme power of the Legalists in suppressing all evil.

Even without using any Cave Heaven treasures, he relied solely on his own power to seal, exile, and then punish and kill Meng Tianhai in the depths of time.

"Is it over?" people whispered in the True Source Fire Realm.

But on the Blood River, the various grandmasters remained silent.

The long river of time rippled, and within it were bitter waves.

"Pain... quick ah."

From that decayed coffin, such a voice rang out.

The Punish Law Coffin, which could cross the long river of time, burst open.

Meng Tianhai, his Dao body stained with blood, sat up from within.

He had endured almost all punishments from ancient times to the present. All the evil he had committed in this life had been judged.

He was still not dead.

At this moment of extremity, the law was unable to touch his limits, unable to destroy him.

He sat in the decayed coffin, at first with a kind of confusion, like someone who had just woken up, and murmured, "But this bit of pain is far less than what I have experienced..."

His tone became much clearer: "The lifespan of an ordinary person is one hundred and twenty-nine years and six months. Of course, many people do not live to their lifespan. The saying 'Life at seventy is ancient and rare,' seventy years, is actually the age of ancient rarity!"

Breaking the coffin lid, he still did not leave the Punish Coffin, accepting the law with his body, and turned his head to look at Wu Bingyi: "Do you know? When I established the Blood River Sect, I was already a thousand years old. That is to say, I have now lived for fifty-five thousand years."

"So you've lived enough?" Si Yu'an killed him with a single sword, interrupting his emotional state.

The Eight Gates Law Realm had closed, and the sharpness of the Kunwu Sword was no longer restricted. Si Yu'an, of course, couldn't bear it for a moment.

Meng Tianhai smashed open the Kunwu Sword with a single punch and frowned, saying, "You're very noisy!"

That punch force attached itself to the body of the Kunwu Sword, causing countless chaotic flows of rules to spin open. It continuously collided forward, pushing Si Yu'an far away.

And he continued to speak to Wu Bingyi: "From one hundred and twenty-nine years to fifty-five thousand years, the gap in lifespan between them is much, much larger than the gap between a mayfly and a human. Do you think I should care about those people? At the peak of cultivation, every step is a heaven. Do you perhaps want to frequently look back?"

"We all walked from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and we all had times of weakness," Wu Bingyi said.

Meng Tianhai chuckled: "Ah, old people's constant talk... How long have you only lived? You are actually so rigid, not as insightful as an old man. The law is very good, but it's a pity it protects only trash! It should not be used like this by you. The mountain is so high, the road is so far. If you can't climb it, you'll never climb it."

Wu Bingyi's face was expressionless: "Legalists do not seek bias, but stability and fairness."

"A single-minded pursuit of fairness is unfair to the strong! If I had died when I was weak, I would have no resentment. The way of the world is originally like this: the capable survive, the weak die, and the living can write history. Many times, the law is just a cover for shame. But why cover shame?" Meng Tianhai looked at him: "I have a different insight into the law. It should be a tool, not an axiom."

Wu Bingyi said: "It is a tool to realize axioms."

Meng Tianhai shook his head: "No, it is a tool to maintain rule and integrate resources. The flood of human way is indeed achieved drop by drop of human spirit, but some people will forever only be a drop of water, and some other people will lead the tide."

"Presumably you are the latter?" Chen Pu spoke at this time.

As he spoke, he also lit up the great ritual fire once again. The incandescent flame climbed onto Meng Tianhai's Dao body once more.

Meng Tianhai no longer resisted the consumption, directly flipped down one palm, extinguishing the great ritual fire: "I am the riverbank, changing the direction of the flood!"

With the strength he displayed, extinguishing the great ritual fire was nothing.

But his action now was too easy...

This was the ritual fire that had almost burned his Dao body to exhaustion before! Now it was as easy as snuffing out a spark.

Having experienced the baptism of the Eight Gates Law Realm, he seemed... stronger.

For so many years, he had always walked ahead with different identities and different fighting systems, never displaying his full power.

He himself had not touched the limits of his power.

In facing the strong, he also gradually found back the power he had hidden for fifty thousand years. Wu Bingyi's punishment and killing of him within time instead allowed him to recall time and clarify the past!

"You are a river turtle!"

Si Yu'an's words were simple, and his sword was also straightforward. Having already cut and broken that calamity fist, he raised his sword close to his body once again, suddenly pointing a sword at the top of his head.

This sword opened heaven!

The sharpness of the sword energy cut open perception.

It lifted both the dome of the sky and the top of the skull.

This sword was not only this; Song Botuo had hidden a knife within it.

The sword light hid the knife light, exactly like a single point of snow in a plum blossom.

Meng Tianhai seemed not to notice, only saying in a muffled voice: "I feel like I am playing a lute to a cow; none of you understand, nor are you willing to understand."

"It's too a pity. I opened a great world, and I was originally willing to let you all follow..."

He had a state somewhat similar to a lonely old man who was not recognized, sighing: "I really don't want to leave here. Do you all know? It's been a long time since anyone gave me pain."

"I almost forgot..."

"This kind of, this kind of feeling. It makes me feel myself, still alive."

He spoke slowly, but his actions were clean and neat.

Suddenly standing up from the decayed coffin, he smashed the middle of the sword edge with a single punch, and then against the Kunwu Sword, went to smash Song Botuo's knife!

Knife and sword intersected and collided, and a mournful sound echoed.

At this moment, Meng Tianhai burst out with unprecedented power, hitting even Cave Heaven treasures hard to bear.

A single fist swept across the world, opposing the sword, opposing the knife, continuously pushing Si Yu'an and Song Botuo back—

Suddenly rising high into the sky!

His fist was like smashing iron, punching the Kunwu again and again. Si Yu'an was actually unable to move away, and Song Botuo was actually unable to leave!

Sparks flew from his fist, tightly clinging to the sword body, bringing boundless heat waves, reflecting a fiery red color.

He was actually trying to recast the Kunwu during the fight!

Just at this moment, Wu Bingyi stepped forward, pointed a finger, and decreed: "Turn back!"

Meng Tianhai suddenly turned back!

With this turn back, the huge shadows of gods and Buddhas all over the sky simultaneously overlooked Wu Bingyi.

With a posture much more resolute than chasing and killing Si Yu'an, he turned back and also turned his fist at the same time.

Heaven and earth reversed, yin and yang were chaotic.

His fist penetrated the years, unstoppably smashing onto Wu Bingyi's fingertip, crushing the fingertip, breaking the Dao principle, and still moving forward, blasting Wu Bingyi's entire right arm into emptiness!

The Eight Gates Law Realm and the Punish Law Coffin did cause trouble for Meng Tianhai, but they also allowed a stronger Meng Tianhai to see the contemporary Legalist lineage more clearly.

"If the enforcer is powerless, then the law is just empty text!"

Meng Tianhai's fist released ten thousand ancient calamities, grinding the law with calamity: "Ordering me to turn back for an ant? How can you act so stupid? Your brain has already been rigidified by law, all are dogma!"

He strode forward, his body momentarily shaking like a mountain, his fist blasting space-time into chaos, leaving the law nowhere to attach, leaving Wu Bingyi nowhere to go.

"I originally wanted to see your stronger power, but now, I have no interest at all! You don't need to perform!"

His body became a chaotic mess around him, shaking off everyone's lock at this moment, and focusing on that figure with a high crown and wide sleeves.

Among several grandmasters, he suddenly wanted to kill Wu Bingyi first!

Having exhausted the absolute peak of his lifespan for ten thousand years, he then used ten thousand years of life and death as calamity, suppressing space-time, preventing Wu Bingyi from escaping, and his fist covered the sky!

This was a critical moment.

If Wu Bingyi died, the Red State Tripod would be instantly free.

Meng Tianhai, who was continuously recovering his power, was already strong to this extent. If he were to hold the Red State Tripod again, his fighting strength would be almost unimaginable.

But just at this time, the sound of the tide howled, and the sound of thunder resonated throughout the world.

The entire rootless world underwent a shocking change!

That kind of change involving great authority caused every existence that could capture rules to be affected.

But whether it was Wu Bingyi facing danger, or Si Yu'an and Song Botuo who had killed their way back, they all appeared too calm.

Chen Pu's voice rang out, echoing in the high dome of the calamity water, actually like a bell that woke the world: "It's over!"

These three words seemed to represent the end itself.

The bell rang, and the situation was over.

Meng Tianhai, in the seemingly endless pursuit and killing, suddenly turned his body, and he saw—

The vast sea of clouds in the high sky had already scattered, and the infinite dreams on the river surface had all drifted away.

Only a huge lotus pod covered with countless characters, flying out of the blood river, fell towards the learning sea.

Under the concealment of the Cloud Dream Boat, Cloud Mountain Dream Sea, under the concealment of several grandmasters fighting to the death, while Meng Tianhai was buried in the Punish Law Coffin... the learning sea had already completed its plundering of the blood lotus!

That was Meng Tianhai's transcend dream!

It was his great ideal of opening a great world that had continued for fifty-four thousand years!

Just this one morning, it had slipped through his hand and no longer belonged to the Meng surname.

He should have been shocked, should have been in pain, should have been uncontrollably angry.

But on his face, there was an abnormally strange expression. Under the distorted facial features, it was joy that could not be hidden.

Everyone in the True Source Fire Realm could only wait for their fate.

Ji Li was still under the protection of the Snow Explorer Flower, ceaselessly calculating with her pen. That long scroll was already folded like a mountain; if spread out, it could extend for several thousand li.

She was completely possessed, calculating to the point where the heavens were dark, the earth was dark, and gods and ghosts were unknown. If Chen Pu had not replenished her divine sense earlier and had that tree of green pine shade protecting her, she would have already died from exhaustion of her mental strength.

But in this kind of ceaseless calculation during the moment of touching "the world's first famous layout," her harvest was also huge.

Perhaps it was fate's teasing, perhaps it was fate's coincidence. At a certain moment, she suddenly calculated a result, penetrating the true intent of the Yin Yang True Saint. She suddenly threw away the pen in her hand, put down the long scroll in front of her, ran out of the True Source Fire Realm, and loudly said: "No!"

In Dou Zhao's inexplicable eyes, she even roared: "Don't seize the lotus!"

But it was too late.

"Hehehe..."

Meng Tianhai laughed.

"Ahahahaha!!!"

He laughed loudly.

He laughed until he bent at the waist in the sky, laughed until he covered his own face with his hands.

His voice seeped out from between his fingers: "I want to thank you all very much... for helping me untie the Heaven Derivation Bureau."

"Untie... Heaven Derivation Bureau?" Dou Zhao's voice in the subconscious sea was full of doubt.

Jiang Wang was silent.

Chong Xuan Zun was silent.

"Little Zun, aren't you going to cut delusions?" Dou Zhao asked righteously.

Chong Xuan Zun laughed angrily: "The Five Virtues World Heaven Derivation Bureau, didn't you all experience that? Now is when you all should ask me?"

"You didn't cut delusions?" Jiang Wang said faintly.

Chong Xuan Zun was extremely noble and polite, smiled lightly like the wind, and brushed his sleeve to break open the subconscious sea.

Chen Pu, who was controlling the Learning Sea's plundering of the Blood Lotus, looked at his disciple at this time, his eyes filled with questions and encouragement.

Ji Li murmured: "In the Heaven Derivation Bureau, I saw Meng Tianhai... The Blood Lotus Holy Realm is the shackles given to him by various saints, not a great world that he can control. He can be the opener, but yet in the identity of a prisoner— he is a person imprisoned by various saints!"

"Little friend, you are very good. With your cultivation, to be able to calculate to this step, indeed surprises me." Meng Tianhai put down the hand covering his face, praisingly looking at Ji Li: "If you had discovered this even a moment earlier, I would not have succeeded."

Chen Pu lifted his sleeve and rolled, then rolled Ji Li into the center of the Learning Sea, protecting her with this supreme treasure of the Confucian sect. Jiang Wang and the other three also appeared here simultaneously.

That huge Blood Lotus covered with densely packed text was just in the distance.

Looking up, it was like a mountain.

The scattered ants were in front of the mountain.

Jiang Wang saw more clearly that the text in the Learning Sea was continuously replacing the essence of the Blood Lotus. Now it was exactly like a literary lotus pod; looking horizontally, it was a poem, and looking vertically, it was an essay.

A faint blood light penetrated from the middle of the lotus pod, and it was also continuously filled and buried by the text.

Light and shadow gathered on the lotus pod, and all the lotus seed worlds dried up. And the truly great world was being achieved, but it had nothing to do with Meng Tianhai anymore.

Infinite and endless literary energy surrounded that world, evolving various magnificent scenes. Either green bamboo, or green pine, or bright moon, or a great river.

The entire Learning Sea stopped waving at this moment, inheriting the power of several great eras, continuously "purifying" this world that was forming.

Meng Tianhai just calmly looked at all of this.

"Cup bow snake shadow, right?" He still smiled at Chen Pu: "How could I kill her? So small, so pitiful, and so clever."

At this time, he was no longer that kind of crazy and evil appearance.

With many years of planning succeeding in one morning, he was more relieved, more calm and composed. He had quite the heroic bearing of "a smile erasing grievances."

"Si Yu'an was right! Fifty-four thousand years, even a pig could cultivate to the absolute peak. What's more, I am Meng Tianhai!" He looked at Si Yu'an, there was no murderous intent in his eyes: "I indeed shouldn't have walked for fifty-four thousand years."

He seemed to be seriously explaining to Si Yu'an: "This bitter journey of fifty-four thousand years, I am suffering from various saints!"

The Blood Lotus Holy Realm had already been seized, but Si Yu'an no longer directly attacked, but flicked his sword, squinting his eyes and saying: "When you were active, the era of various saints had already drawn to a close. How could they, who have already become part of history, tire you out?"

"Where should I start talking about this?" Meng Tianhai was very interested in talking at this time: "I won't talk about things before coming to Calamity Water. What can be said, Mister Chen Pu has already checked in the long river of time. Let's talk about what happened after I came to Calamity Water!"

He looked at the Blood Lotus pod that had already been suppressed by the Learning Sea, stirred both hands: "No need for taboos, I am not some great character, nor do I possess the bearing of a great character. Words like sacrifice and contribution have no half relation to me. That year I came to Calamity Water and established a sect, my purpose was very pure— I simply looked at the legacy of various saints."

When mentioning 'various saints', his expression changed slightly.

"This group of old things ah... When it comes to calculating, they are still the ones who can calculate." Meng Tianhai shook his head, with a bitter smile, and then bit with hatred: "You look at their legacy, they look at your life!"

There are still four hours left, and August is just ending.