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

Two raging torrents, one of blood and Qi, the other of True Qi.


Under the ginseng fruit tree, a great tide arose, rolling waves grinding the surrounding ground leaving visible marks.


This land, far harder than metal, now bore the imprints of these energy waves.


The branches and leaves of the fruit tree danced wildly, the child-like fruits swaying with the wind, as if joyously flitting about, with torrents of Qi washing over everything, affecting everyone, Jiang Li, the Fourth Prince, and the rest.


The other Taoists had no power to resist, each one tossed about like a rag doll, caught in the raging storm, their bodies emitting continuous cracking sounds, being randomly rounded and flattened, clearly beyond saving.


"Nine Insect Technique, Blood Swallowing."


Chapter 37: Bright Pearl in the Casket, Hides Its Luster and Endures Humiliation