Holding Rain

Standing before you is the Quicklime Martial Saint, the founder of the Taiyang Fist, the Flower Folding Master of Dinghu, Half-step Master Invincible Under Heaven, the First Sword of Xuanmen, the Judicial God, and Taiyi.
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After the end of the Dharma, a time of grand corruption descends, the world devoid of spiritual essence, and the system of Dao fruits takes precedence.
Embracing Dao fruits, ascending step by step, thereby possessing the power of gods and saints, transcending the ordinary to achieve holiness.
'Just like this,' Jiang Li said while summoning a dog, 'Heavenly Dog, bite him.'

Taiyi Dao Fruit

From battling Yuan Zhen until now, almost two hours had passed, and Jiang Li was once again able to use his ultimate move.


But this ultimate move was also his last resort. And a last resort held power only when kept in hand; once used, no matter the outcome, its deterrent effect was lost.


If it succeeded, that would naturally be for the best; if it failed, then he would be plunging himself into the most powerless of situations.


That's why the Fourth Prince could laugh at Jiang Li's apparent desperation.


This move should not have been used here, not at this time—it was far from the right moment.


Being forced to resort to one's last resort, wasn't that a sign of desperation?


Jiang Li knew all this, but say a thousand words, speak ten thousand—once the ultimate move was released, there was no room for regret.


"Seven Killings and Army Breaking, Yang Ling strikes with cruelty."


Chapter 39: Asking the Gentleman to Enter the Urn