Chapter 1501: Reverse Nourishment
The Divine Knight stood in the void, bolts of lightning as thick as mountain ranges crashing down from the heavens, followed by a cascading ocean—this was a Saint Lord Tribulation that shook the world.
Everyone was stunned. Who was this? All eyes focused on him. Many didn’t recognize him, having never seen him before.
“He’s this powerful? Is he crossing the legendary—Saint Lord Tribulation?!”
The crowd was utterly shocked. How formidable must one be to summon such a terrifying sea of lightning, as if the very sky were collapsing?
In an instant, the lightning sea stretched endlessly, chaotic energy surging, tearing heaven and earth apart. Blazing light, boundless and without edge, poured down. It was a chilling aura, perceptible even from an immeasurable distance—the might of the heavens!
Choosing to cross the tribulation now, unleashing ten-thousand-foot bolts of lightning before Mount Sumeru, left everyone shaken. This man was audacious beyond measure.
What was most horrifying was the sheer scale of this heavenly tribulation—infinite and inexhaustible. It began with mountain-thick lightning, and now it seemed as if the universe itself were flipping, with Eternal Universe crashing down.
This was a world of great heavenly thunder, with lightning everywhere, divine punishment on all sides, forming mountains and seas, vast and unfathomable.
A Saint Lord Tribulation was rare; few in the world had truly witnessed one. Those who crossed such tribulations usually chose uninhabited regions, risking their lives, exhausting every means to resist, and guarding against interference.
Yet, faced with such a colossal heavenly tribulation, the Divine Knight remained so composed that it was impossible not to marvel.
Only Ye Fan knew of the Divine Knight’s extraordinary past—how severely he had been suppressed. Had he cultivated anywhere other than Earth, his achievements would have long since shaken the world.
“If he survives such a powerful tribulation, the world will gain another terrifying Saint Lord.”
At this moment, all the saints beyond the domain changed color, and the Ten Thousand Primeval Clans shuddered. The Divine Knight’s tribulation was too extraordinary, accompanied by the phenomenon of nine suns hanging in the sky.
In the end, a tenth sun appeared, making his entire body blaze brilliantly, as if forged from gold, his golden hair flying wildly. He seemed on the verge of ascending to immortality.
Holding his dragon spear, he pointed it diagonally at the southern sky, confronting the great tribulation of heaven and earth, resisting the heavenly might with his body, without a trace of fear.
“Rumble!”
It was as if the world were being created anew. The lightning sea rolled on, boundless and endless, chaotic energy surging. At its center, the Divine Knight stood supreme and holy, gazing down on the divine punishment, his eyes sharp and awe-inspiring.
Ten suns hung in the sky, lined up side by side, dazzling to the point of blinding. This was a grand phenomenon—anyone who manifested such abnormal sights during a tribulation was destined to be renowned through the ages, unmatched in power.
“This man is too terrifying! He can suppress his cultivation level, choose the time and place, control the rhythm of the tribulation, and only release it now.”
The lightning sea was immeasurable, crashing down on Mount Sumeru. Everyone understood that the Divine Knight intended to use the tribulation to strike the Buddhist sect. If it triggered the sect’s Imperial Artifact to join the tribulation, the consequences would be catastrophic.
Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue, the Divine Silkworm Princess, Old Immortal, and others had already received the Divine Knight’s secret transmission. They retreated with their Imperial Artifacts, daring not to touch even a trace.
The boundless lightning sea struck down, shaking Mount Sumeru with a roar, but it stood firm, unmoving. The crowd was stunned. Though they knew the Buddhist pure land wouldn’t be breached, witnessing such divine punishment fail to harm it sent chills down their spines.
This was a Saint Lord Tribulation, with lightning so infinite and measureless, yet it couldn’t destroy a single blade of grass on Mount Sumeru. It was truly astonishing.
Mount Sumeru had something akin to a Heaven-Deceiving Array; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so resilient.
“Boom!”
At that moment, the faith power of Mount Sumeru suddenly surged upward, sweeping across the ten directions of the heavens, nearly burning the lightning sea clean in an instant.
Everyone was dumbfounded, hardly believing their eyes. Mount Sumeru was too powerful. What kind of runes had erupted from it, actually devouring the heavenly tribulation?
An ocean of faith power swept through the divine punishment, surging upward.
An even more terrifying tribulation descended, striking the Divine Knight and crashing into Mount Sumeru, without end. Like one star river after another, it grew ever stronger.
This great tribulation lasted a full two hours. The Divine Knight successfully advanced, becoming a Saint Lord, and even reached the second level of the Saint Lord realm, skipping the first level entirely.
Unfortunately, no matter how endless the tribulation, it couldn’t damage Mount Sumeru in the slightest. It was as if nothing had happened on the towering sacred mountain.
Everyone sighed. The Divine Knight was dazzling, but he couldn’t truly destroy Mount Sumeru through tribulation. Even Ye Fan, with his human-shaped lightning Emperor Tribulation, might not succeed.
Mount Sumeru was an iron fortress, leaving them momentarily helpless.
The Divine Knight healed his injuries and replenished his divine energy. Finally, his blood energy surged to the heavens, his aura reaching its peak. When all was done, he didn’t retreat. Instead, he asked Ye Fan and the others to empower him with their Imperial Artifacts for protection and assistance.
The Divine Knight sat cross-legged in the void, his appearance solemn and majestic, chanting incantations as he faced Mount Sumeru.
“What is he doing? Does he think he can shake the Buddhist sect alone?” Many were dismissive. Though the saints beyond the domain acknowledged his strength, destroying Mount Sumeru was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Yet, something baffling and unbelievable happened. From Mount Sumeru, strand after strand of Buddhist power turned into light rain, scattering in all directions.
Someone immediately gasped. The light rain fell like a spring breeze, bringing a sense of peace and harmony.
“Reverse nourishment!”
Soon, everyone understood what the Divine Knight was doing. He could actually reverse the faith power, breaking it down into light rain that scattered in all directions, blessing all living beings.
This was a reverse process. Mount Sumeru gathered faith power, but he went against the grain, dissolving it and illuminating the ten directions.
“Boom!”
Inside Mount Sumeru, the old monk Maha could no longer sit still. He immediately unleashed a Saint Lord-level fist, striking at the Divine Knight to stop his bizarre law.
“Chi!”
Ye Fan slashed out with his sword. Standing right beside the Divine Knight, guarding him, how could he let the Buddhist Saint Lord succeed? He cleaved apart the massive light fist.
“This is destroying Mount Sumeru’s foundation, dismantling it at its roots!” The crowd saw the trick and was shocked. Who was this man, and how did he possess such means?
Many were astonished, finding it incredible. This was undoubtedly a forbidden technique of the Buddhist sect, unknown to outsiders. This golden-haired man was far from ordinary.
Ye Fan naturally knew what was happening. Where did the Divine Knight come from? The Vatican—also a sacred land that gathered faith power. He was no stranger to such secrets.
The Divine Knight didn’t rely on faith power for cultivation, but having been born in such an environment, how could he not understand its forbidden secrets? Naturally, he had “reverse means.”
The Divine Silkworm Princess, Old Immortal, Ji Ziyue, and others all stood by his side, protecting him and empowering him with Imperial Artifacts. Mysterious and powerful rays of light overflowed, enveloping him.
Imperial Artifacts could not only attack but also emit gentle force, which, if properly used, could bless others.
When people thought of the power of ancient Great Emperors, they always imagined their terrifying combat prowess—destroying star rivers, reopening the heavens—believing that a slight movement could cause countless stars to fall.
This was obviously an extreme view. If so, how could ancient Great Emperors interact with family and friends? Their power could also be manifested in nurturing all things.
Some had thought that ancient Great Emperors were too powerful to marry and have children. This was naturally a one-sided view.
They could make withered trees regrow, cause fallen flowers to bloom again, and restore youth to the decrepit elderly. Their power wasn’t limited to supreme hardness and slaughter; it could also moisten things silently, gently and peacefully.
The Divine Silkworm Princess and Ji Ziyue both empowered him with Imperial Artifacts, flowing with hazy light and mist, adding to the Divine Knight’s body, helping him channel his power to dissolve Mount Sumeru’s faith force.
Ye Fan stepped back. His killing sword was truly hard to control, too special compared to other Imperial Artifacts. Its killing intent was too heavy; if mishandled, instead of nourishing the Divine Knight, it might reduce him to dust.
“Rumble!”
With the aid of the Imperial Artifacts, the Divine Knight’s law surged like an ocean, rushing toward Mount Sumeru. The moment it touched the faith force, it vaporized into infinite light rain, scattering in all directions.
“What’s happening?”
On this day, across the Western Desert, ordinary people—men, women, young, and old—were all astonished. The light rain fell upon them, alleviating their ailments and filling them with vigor.
This was the faith force they had contributed through devout worship of the Buddha. Now, with this “reverse nourishment,” they naturally felt a different sensation.
Before Mount Sumeru, many cultivators were shocked. Many of them were also bathed in the light rain, feeling an extreme comfort throughout their bodies. Mount Sumeru was “giving,” reversing its past pattern of “taking.”
Only those present could understand how terrifying this reversal was and what it meant. Everyone was awed by the Divine Knight’s means—he could actually pry into Mount Sumeru’s faith force.
“Amitabha!” The old monk Maha chanted the Buddha’s name. The Great Peacock Bright King watched coldly, staring in their direction.
Infinite light rain rose up. On this day, it was the same throughout the Western Desert. Many ordinary people had their ailments cured and grew stronger—a blessing for all living beings.
Mount Sumeru’s halo was shaved off by a layer, startling many Golden Body Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Ancient Buddhas, who showed signs of worry.
Li Tian, Dongfang Ye, and others were overjoyed. This was truly a heaven-defying means. They hadn’t expected the Divine Knight to be so remarkable, drawing everyone’s attention.
However, it was a pity. After this continued for a while, the Divine Knight could no longer dissolve Mount Sumeru. The faith force was pure, accumulated there, heavier than the sun, moon, and stars.
“What’s wrong? Can’t you continue?” Ye Fan asked.
The Divine Knight sighed. “Amitabha was a truly compassionate one. This method is useless against him.”
The crowd didn’t understand, so he explained in detail.
Mount Sumeru was vast and had been immensely powerful since ancient times. Ordinary people worshipped it, naturally also believing in Bodhisattvas and other Ancient Buddhas. Some Buddhist saints only knew how to take, and their faith force could easily be broken down and returned to the people.
However, since ancient times, the laws and faith force seeds left by Amitabha had operated on their own, with both giving and taking. People believed in him and offered faith force, while he also nourished them—a balance.
Now, the Divine Knight could break the faith force of others, but he couldn’t touch a single strand of the faith force gathered through devotion to Amitabha.
“This is the Great Emperor’s law and grand vision,” Ye Fan sighed. This was clearly unsolvable. With giving and taking, this faith force came openly and righteously. Even though the Divine Knight knew the secrets of faith power, he couldn’t move a bit of this great compassionate force.
“What do we do?” At this point, everyone was out of ideas. They couldn’t break in, nor could they dissolve the faith force. Mount Sumeru was as solid as gold.
“It seems there’s only one way left,” Ye Fan said, his gaze firm as he looked out over the entire Western Desert.