I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-982

This was… the 121st meridian!

In the vast, boundless Heavens of the Nine Mountains and Seas, there had
never before existed someone who opened 121 meridians, not even
Kṣitigarbha with his 120!

What Meng Hao had accomplished was something that was completely without
precedent!

He hovered there in midair, his energy soaring, his 121 Immortal
meridians rotating madly. It was as if 121 Immortal dragons were roaring
inside his body.

He slowly clenched his hands into fists, and felt the power coursing
through him, and the boundless energy of his cultivation base. What he
sensed… was a power unlike anything he had ever experienced before.

This breakthrough exceeded any other acquisition of good fortune that he
had ever experienced.

This explosive rise of power could not be matched by any other destiny he
had encountered.

It was a sloughing off of the mortal body, it was an exchange of the
ordinary for the extraordinary, it was… a complete transformation of
his entire life!

The Ninth Mountain and Sea was shaken, as were the four planets.
Boundless ripples spread out into the starry sky. There was a legend
that, when corroborating one’s own Dao, upon true Immortal ascension,
the entire mountain and sea would shake. And now, Meng Hao was showing
everyone… that this legend was true!

As the rumbling echoed out, Kṣitigarbha sat silently on the Fourth
Mountain.

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“Immortal meridians….” he murmured. “From the time the great Nine
Mountains and Seas were created until now, the great circle has always
been 123 meridians. No one has ever reached that level. I wonder if he
will be able to?” After a long moment of silence, Kṣitigarbha raised
his hand and issued another Dharmic decree.

This Dharmic decree consisted of only one sentence!

“I will take Xu Qing as my 49th apprentice!”

That one sentence was something that could change a person’s entire
life! Xu Qing, who was already in the middle of reincarnation, was now
certain to experience incredible splendor when she was born again, to
experience the pinnacle of honor.

“That’s my big bro!” roared Fatty, grabbing onto the person who
stood next to him in the Paleo-Immortal Mausoleum.

“You see that? He’s Meng Hao, my big bro! Fudge! From now on, who
will possibly bully me!? If anyone dares to try to steal any of my
beloved concubines, I’ll have my big bro come and fight him to the
death!

“Dammit! I had more than a hundred beloved concubines, but now… I
only have three left!!” Fatty’s angry voice echoed out in all
directions.

Wang Youcai was in Moonset Lake, his eyes closed. Of course, his eyes had
been blinded, and he could only gaze at eternal darkness. However,
everyone in Moonset Lake looked at him with fear and dread.

A vicious person like him was someone that nobody had any desire to
provoke.

He had no eyes, but now, there was a young woman sitting next to him. Her
expression was gentle as she described everything that was happening with
Meng Hao and his Immortal meridians to him.

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Wang Youcai said nothing the entire time. However, his mouth turned up
into the faintest of smiles.

“Meng Hao, I won’t let you leave me behind….”

Chen Fan was in the Solitary Sword Pavilion, one of the Three Churches
and Six Sects. Their reserves were profound, but could not match up to
the Five Great Holy Lands. Chen Fan was not well known in the sect, and
in fact, didn’t even have any friends. Throughout the years, nobody had
really paid much attention to him. He stuck to himself to practice his
sword arts, and as of this moment, was sitting by himself on a
mountainside. He held an alcohol flagon in his hand, from which he took a
drink. He looked up into the sky above the sect, at the huge screen which
had been set up, and Meng Hao’s image upon it. He raised the alcohol
flagon up into the air. 1

“Bottoms up, Junior Brother!”

People were getting excited. Some wished Meng Hao well, some were
envious. Some had feelings that went beyond envy. All sorts of thoughts
were going through the minds of the people in the Ninth Mountain and Sea.

Meng Hao hovered in the starry sky, his eyes gleaming with a bright light
of… ambition!

Before, he hadn’t been happy with only 108 meridians. Therefore, he had
opened 117. Originally, he thought that was his limit, but then events
unfolded, and he understood the profound result of verifying his own Dao.

At the moment, it wasn’t that he was unsatisfied with 121 meridians.
However, deep in his heart, he thirsted for more.

“I can still open more!” A brilliant gleam flickered in his eyes, and
his Immortal meridians thrummed. He sent divine sense into his body,
whereupon he found… the first bit of good fortune that he had
acquired… when he first stepped onto the path of cultivation.

It wasn’t the ancient mirror, but rather… the good fortune he had
wrested away from Wang Tengfei, the legacy of the Flying Rain-Dragon!

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Flying Rain-Dragons were the sovereigns of the sky, and as Meng Hao had
made his successive breakthroughs in cultivation, the Flying
Rain-Dragon’s legacy had fused deep into his flesh and blood, even into
his soul.

He had always had a hunch that the Flying Rain-Dragon was by no means
weak, and was in fact incredibly powerful!

When he was in the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect, he saw a Flying
Rain-Dragon that had been subjugated by cultivators and turned into the
guardian of one of their mountain peaks. However, he had always had the
feeling that his Flying Rain-Dragon… should be even stronger than that!
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The reason for that feeling was the unforgettable experience of the time
when he had just acquired the legacy of the Flying Rain-Dragon, and it
was attacked violently by the copper mirror. In all the years since then,
he had never seen the copper mirror react so wildly. 3

Meng Hao knew the parrot well, and knew that its origin was extremely
mysterious. Of course, that only caused him… to have more faith in the
Flying Rain-Dragon’s power.

“Perhaps my cultivation base isn’t strong enough to unravel this
mystery now. However… the legacy of the Flying Rain-Dragon was able to
fuse into my Dao Pillars and afterwards, my Core . It even merged it into
my Nascent Souls…. In that case, why wouldn’t it be able to… turn
into an Immortal meridian!” 4

“Follow me into the Immortal Realm, and beyond!” Meng Hao’s eyes
shone with intense light as rumbling sounds emanated out. His Immortal
meridians exploded with power, and his divine sense, which was vastly
more powerful than it had been before, didn’t expand out, but rather,
swept about inside of him to arouse the legacy of the Flying Rain-Dragon!

After a moment, it found a mote of light inside of him, quite
inconspicuous, a dot of brightness inside of his Nascent Divinity.

If you looked closely at that mote of light, you would see an incredibly
miniscule Flying Rain-Dragon.

“Flying Rain-Dragon Immortal meridian, OPEN!” cried Meng Hao. His
cultivation base roared as he poured power into the mote of light. In the
blink of an eye, the light grew blinding, and exploded outward. Endless
rumbling filled Meng Hao. The Immortal qi from the Door of Immortality
poured madly into him and then into the mote of light.

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Time passed as more and more boundless Immortal qi merged into the mote
of light. The Flying Rain-Dragon inside of him gradually grew larger
until finally, the dragon opened its eyes, and they shone with a
brilliant glow.

That brilliant glow contained profound dignity and haughtiness. It
despised everything on the land below, and domineered over everything in
the sky. It had no cares or worries, and thirsted for freedom and
independence.

That… was Meng Hao’s Dao!

Meng Hao’s heart trembled. He had never imagined that his own Dao would
be so similar to the Flying Rain-Dragon’s nature.

RUUUUUUMMMMBLLLLE!

The Immortal qi grew more majestic as the Flying Rain-Dragon opened its
eyes. It spread out its wings inside of Meng Hao, and massive rumbling
sounds could be heard as it transformed into an Immortal meridian which
rapidly grew solid!

Thirty percent. Fifty percent. Seventy percent….

Meng Hao’s eyes gleamed with a brilliant light, and he suddenly took in
a deep breath, absorbing all of the Immortal qi. Rumbling sounds could be
heard, after which, the Flying Rain-Dragon Immortal meridian reached
eighty percent, ninety percent, and finally… one hundred percent!

When that happened, Meng Hao’s aura rose explosively!

The vague images of lamps once again appeared around Meng Hao, swirling
through the air. It was impossible to clearly see exactly how many lamps
there were, and yet, they were definitely much clearer than earlier.

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An energy rose up from Meng Hao’s body that seemed to be Immortal, and
yet not, and at the same time Ancient, and yet not.

In addition, a 122nd Immortal dragon appeared outside the Door of
Immortality, and this time, it looked completely different than the other
dragons. It was a Flying Rain-Dragon!

It had huge wings, its tail was a poisonous viper, and its head was
shocking in the extreme!

This was a Flying Rain-Dragon, which in the Nine Mountains and Seas was
known by another name. It was also called… Outsider Dragon!

The Ninth Mountain and Sea was in an uproar.

To open another meridian after the 121st was fundamentally shocking, but
then, it resulted in an Outsider Dragon materializing. Everyone was
completely shocked.

It was as if every time Meng Hao reached his peak, and the conclusion was
in sight, he would tell you through his actions… that things WEREN’T
over!

The Patriarchs of the various sects and clans all had profound gleams in
their eyes as they watched Meng Hao, this cultivator of the Junior
generation, who performed one shocking deed after another.

Gradually, they were coming to the conclusion that they were watching the
rise of a young Paragon.

“It’s been a very, very long time… since a stunning individual like
this has appeared in the Ninth Mountain!”

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“The only other one… was Lord Li!”

“That’s right! The only other person like this… was Lord Li, the
mysterious figure who legends say wasn’t even from the Nine Mountains
and Seas!”

The Elder generation of cultivators sighed, and they wore complex
expressions on their faces as they looked at Meng Hao and said nothing
further.

The Chosen who were of the same generation as Meng Hao stood in front of
their respective teleportation portals, collapsing mentally. They were
proud people, and right now, they were being trampled on. All of their
vast preparations were laughable, and the glory they had just acquired…
was already becoming a thing of the past.

A young man from Planet South Heaven, a cultivator who everyone had
disregarded… had, in front of their very eyes, transformed into an
insurmountable mountain.

All of them felt a twinge of sympathy for Fang Wei. After all, this kind
of feeling would be much stronger for him.

As for Fang Wei, he hovered in midair, laughing bitterly and trembling.
Watching Meng Hao made him feel like his own existence was a joke. His
eyes started to shine with madness, a madness that gradually began to
overflow with jealously, and then, killing intent even more intense than
before.

“None of this matters. I still have ways to kill you!” Fang Wei raged
inwardly. “I’ll strike you down using your own Nirvana Fruits!”

Fang Xiushan stood in the crowds, his face pale. Suddenly, he felt
regret, not for provoking Meng Hao, but for not being more ruthless
before. Why hadn’t he just violated clan rules and killed Meng Hao at
the very beginning?

In contrast to Fang Xiushan, his own father, Fang Wei’s grandfather,
stood there calmly not too far off. He looked at Fang Xiushan, and then
Fang Wei, and sighed.

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“As long as a person is alive, he must have a goal. Since things have
come to this point…I’ll set the plan in motion earlier than
anticipated.

“Does the Fang Clan exist eternally within a raging inferno, or will it
diverge from its path and rise out of that inferno like a phoenix?
Everything… depends on what happens now!” Fang Wei’s grandfather,
the normally taciturn old man, suddenly smiled.

It was a smile that contained an emotional sigh, but also, incredible
ferocity!

Apparently, there were dark forces that had existed for unknown years in
the Fang Clan… that were slowly beginning to bare their fangs!

Up in the starry sky, Meng Hao probed his 122 Immortal meridians, then
looked up at the Door of Immortality. Once again, a wild look began to
burn in his eyes.

“I can still… open one last meridian!” he said softly. It was at
this point that he produced the bronze lamp from his bag of holding,
within which burned a tongue of flame.

It was…

The Essence of Divine Flame!