Winner Takes All Chapter 2097

Lightning scorched prison.

Heaven and earth tremble.

The piercing lightning filled the heavens and the earth with white.

It seems that the words “The sky is healthy, the gentleman is self-improvement; the earth is unconditional, the gentleman is generous in virtue” have completely angered the heavens, which is why the thousands of thunderbolts are used to manifest their anger.

Chen Daojun, Master Kongkong and the five dragons of the Jiang family were all startled.

“What the hell is going on here? Where did this sound of reading come from?”

“Cui Wendou is already dying and was forcibly taken captive to Chen Dong, he must be unable to trigger such heaven and earth visions, could it be Chen Dong?”

“Confucian talent, the heavens are enraged, but isn’t this just the Dao of Cui Wendao being taken captive to Chen Dong?”

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“Daogun, can you see the wrath of the heavens this time?”

In the white blur of lightning from the thunder scorched prison, a circle of Buddhist light stirred around Master Empty, resisting the blinding light of electricity.

A circle of qi likewise escaped from around Chen Daojun’s body, only his face was profoundly pale and he looked straight up at the heavenly path without saying much.

The five dragons of the Jiang family, however, also released qi to resist, but had already been talking about it.

The sudden explosion of thunder from heaven and earth even caused the Black Prison Army and the Faith Totems on the vast land to stop abruptly and look at the heavenly road in fear.

Compared to Chen Daojun and the others, they were more like ants.

Both the Black Prison Army and the Faith Totems were all Qi powerhouses, but to the heavens, they were no more than a slightly larger molehill compared to ordinary beings.

The sudden appearance of the lightning scorched prison caused the Black Prisoners and the Faith Totems to tremble with fear from the bottom of their hearts.

This fear was even more intense for the people on the road to heaven.

Gu Cangyue, the black-robed Heavenly Wolf and Zhang Chunqiu all had their scalps exploding and their bodies trembling.

Even the golden light emanating from Jiang Qilin and Jiang Sixth Master was violently compressed in scope with the appearance of the Thunderlight Scorched Prison.

The crowd was in a state of fear.

The hammering and tapping sounds that echoed through the heavenly path did not stop.

The thousands of voices reading the books, moreover, grew louder and louder with the sound of the hammering and tapping, and even converged together, gradually bringing out a special sense of majesty as the voices flooded out.

Unbowed and unbending.

An aura of righteousness.

These thousands of readings seem to respond with an even louder voice to the thunderous sound of the wrath of the heavens.

Even the wrath of the heavens could not silence the readers.

“The sky is healthy, the gentleman is self-improvement; the earth is unyielding, the gentleman is generous in virtue.”

Cui Wendao’s lips and teeth lightly opened, and he murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

At this moment, there was no trace of his previous white-faced scholarly appearance.

Old, tired and decaying ……

Under the loose Confucian robe, his body was already thin and frail.

If there is a difference between that and rotting, decaying wood, it is that he now has breath present.

His form was hunched over, almost dropping to the ground.

Even though the resentment in his chest was overwhelming, he was powerless to resist under the great power.

Instead, it was the words recited by the thousands of reading voices together that threw him into thought.

It even made him completely ignore the terrifying oppressive feeling of the lightning scorched prison.

Gradually, a look of relief appeared on his resentment-filled, pale face.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Dong in the “Heavenless Realm”.

At this moment, the light of his obscure eyes became clear.

They became brighter and brighter, as brilliant as stars.

The sound of reading remained the same.

The sound of hammering and tapping remains the same.

Instead, after the extreme outburst, the thunder and lightning scorched prison is rapidly shrinking back to the gates of heaven.

The battle between the wrath of the heavens and the unyielding nature of the readers seems to have been won by the readers in this round.

The oppressive feeling that filled heaven and earth quickly weakened as the lightning scorched prison dissipated. The crowd also gradually relaxed.

But the sound of hammering and reading echoed in the crowd’s ears, and all the time they were frowning and pondering.

Eyes, too, fell on Chen Dong.

This was the only candidate they could think of that could trigger such a heaven and earth vision, even though Chen Dong hadn’t shown any change until now ……

Even the crowd hadn’t noticed Cui Wendou’s change in the slightest.

For them, a person who has been handpicked by the heavens to captivate the dao, the end is already predetermined and there is no need to pay too much attention.

Hoo, hoo ……

A strong wind whistled past.

The wind carried the Confucian robe on Cui Wendao’s body.

His pale white hair danced about, sweeping past his eyes from time to time.

But this still did not stop him from gazing at Chen Dong.

He could feel the power draining out of him, and he could also feel that his vitality had depleted and withered.

But in this moment of mortality.

A phrase recited by thousands of scholars echoed in heaven and earth, but like a great bell, it woke him up as a scholar.

He should have done so, after all, he was a scholar.

But he failed to do so, but he let Chen Dong do so.

It is true that he is a recluse, hidden from the world, but this does not mean that he is really isolated from the world and does not hear about things outside his windows.

It was still easy for him to understand what was going on in the outside world, as long as he had the heart to do so.

Even once he was out in the world, he could learn about it with a little inquiring.

He had already investigated Chen Dong’s life experience long ago.

It was precisely for this reason that Cui Wendou came to his senses at this moment.

A man who had grown up experiencing darkness and a tragic life, who had resisted the advent of the future, who had not turned into darkness and still welcomed the sunlight.

A person who had grown up with a demon in his heart, but still managed to keep his heart intact, and was able to perceive the realm of the only heart in heaven and earth.

A man who was crowned by great power and deservedly chosen by Heaven, yet was not the first to arrive at the scene of the Heaven Treading Road, but the one who finally arrived in order to guard the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains and the living people after Zhenjiang City.

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Who else, could fit the meaning of this statement better than Chen Dong?

He has been at the mercy of fate since birth, step by step, never stepping out of someone else’s arrangement, yet he has never lost himself, and still manages to find himself and know what to do in the midst of one treacherous experience after another.

This is many times better than him, Cui Wendao, a scholar bent on treading the heavens and seeking his own selfish desires.

Before, Cui Wendao was still resentful and full of grievances.

But at this moment, all his resentment dissipated.

He knew that the people behind the Heavenly Gate had taken his Dao captive, perhaps because it happened that some part of his heart-inquiry process had matched Chen Dong’s Dao, and that Chen Dong’s Dao was higher than his, which had caused the people behind the Heavenly Gate to forcefully take his Dao captive and imbue Chen Dong with it.

But at this moment, he instead felt that even if Chen Dong did not have a higher Dao than he did, it was not surprising that the people behind the Gate forcibly took his Dao to Chen Dong, simply because of their respective experiences and the goals they had walked.

“Chen Sheng Junzi, Wen Dao villain.”

Cui Wendao smiled, a broad and sardonic smile: “For Chen Sheng to pad his feet, although Wendao died without complaint, as a scholar, Wendao did not deviate from those few lines of his childhood, perhaps Wendao was not reduced to being captive Dao to Chen Sheng,.”

“Ask your heart to prove to yourself that a reader should study for the great prosperity of the human race!”

The moment those words were uttered.

All heaven and earth were silent.

Everything fell into dead silence.

But the golden light of Confucian talent on Cui Wendao’s body, which had been sporadic and faint, was at this moment, booming brightly, shining brightly in heaven and earth.

A magnificent and majestic aura blasted out from Cui Wendao’s body, filling the heavens and the earth, and with a decisive momentum, it crashed straight into the gates of heaven.

“This, this ……”

Chen Daojun’s body trembled tremendously, his face full of shock, and even his voice stuttered, “Becoming, becoming a saint?”