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Chapter 230: The Eight Temple Deities' Melting Realm, One Punch Shatters the Netherworld, the Greate
Chapter 230: The Eight Temple Deities' Melting Realm, One Punch Shatters the Netherworld, the Greatest Evil in the World (Part 2)
And Su Helian's furious, desperate roar.
"Die together!"
The boiling, powerful blood-colored patterns surged on the Golden Core, and the face stuck to the core screamed in agony and unwillingness.
Within the Golden Core, a Fetus Breath was just born.
Now...
It was about to be erased from the world.
Hate!
Boom!
A terrifying explosion erupted from the Golden Core, and the unleashed divine essence raged.
The horrifying air wave rose from the ground, like a dazzling mushroom cloud, carrying shattered stones, smoke, and flesh from the street below, rising twenty zhang high. Even the Heaven and Earth Chessboard couldn't conceal the sound of the explosion.
The ground was ravaged by the powerful Mystic Gale and chaotic divine essence, leaving deep trenches.
The deafening roar echoed through the Heavenly Origin Dao City.
Without the restraint of the Heaven and Earth Chessboard.
The air wave formed concentric ripples, spreading in all directions.
Nearby houses collapsed, and dust billowed.
Countless snowflakes were blown away by the violent air currents.
...
...
The falling snowflakes were swept away by the raging air currents.
At the pinnacle of the Eight Treasures Pavilion, above the twin dragons guarding the treasure pearl.
A figure landed on the tip of his toes.
His body was straight as a spear piercing the heavens.
Yuwen Wenlong stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering, and his hair and beard whipping in the night sky.
He seemed to merge with the heavens and earth, invisible and imperceptible.
He frowned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"The Netherworld Thunder Dragon..."
"First, using strange means to break Su Helian's Primordial Body Golden Body and severely damage his Primordial Spirit. This is a crucial step. Then, grasp the perfect opportunity, not giving Su Helian a chance to catch his breath. At the moment the Golden Body shatters, unleash the ultimate qi and blood, and strike with a dominant killing blow!"
"That move, the Martial Saint's ultimate skill, reaching perfection... It's the Pacification King Ji Magi's Martial Saint ultimate skill, Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods!"
Yuwen Wenlong's keen eyes didn't miss a detail. As the governor of the Temple Guardian Office in the Heavenly Origin Dao City, a peerless martial artist who had reached the pinnacle of the Martial Saint realm, he instantly recognized the Thunder Dragon's ultimate skill.
"Could this Thunder Dragon be Ji Magi's disciple?"
"Could it be You Liqing? In the entire Heavenly Origin Dao City, the only one who has mastered the Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods and perfected it to the level of perfection seems to be You Liqing."
Yuwen Wenlong narrowed his eyes.
You Liqing... had joined the Netherworld?
But something was amiss.
There were too many missing pieces.
If You Liqing had joined the Netherworld, why would Su Huaili die? Su Huaili was You Liqing's junior, and there shouldn't have been much enmity between them.
"Moreover..."
Yuwen Wenlong's powerful thoughts swept through, instantly sensing the terrifying aftermath of the explosion and You Liqing rushing through the air.
"It's not him."
"Leilong is Leilong, not You Liqing."
Yuwen Wenlong shook his head.
"Why would the Netherworld want to kill the Su family?"
"And... Within Leilong's Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods, there seems to be a hint of the Seven Emotions' power, and its might feels even stronger than You Liqing's Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods."
"Faintly, it's as if there's a Temple Deity's power..."
Yuwen Wenlong's body blurred, and in an instant, he vanished from his original spot.
The Strange Temple's mysterious disappearance.
Could it be the Netherworld's doing?! Yuwen Wenlong chuckled softly, "This Netherworld is quite interesting."
...
...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of breaking through the air echoed continuously.
The Heaven and Earth Chessboard was withdrawn, and the terrifying roar, along with the raging divine energy, ravaged the surroundings! Nearly half of the Heavenly Origin Dao City was stirred!
The originally quiet night sky during the snowy night suddenly became lively.
The powerful divine energy ravaged and swept through, and the sound of breaking through the air continued to echo as numerous figures rushed over at high speed.
This momentum was truly overwhelming!
Even the spreading aftermath made one feel an almost suffocating sense of oppression.
It was unimaginable what level of powerful cultivator's death could create such divine pressure!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Heavenly Origin Sect, Temple Guardian Office, Heaven Observation Bureau, Divine Guard Army, and the four great families...
All had powerful cultivators rushing over, and the raging auras suddenly pressed down, suppressing the surging divine energy.
A hundred zhang away, Divine Essence Great Grandmasters and Soul Essence Golden Body Realized Masters descended, not daring to get any closer.
However, they couldn't help but gaze into the distance.
"Such powerful divine energy, so oppressive and terrifying... The deceased couldn't have been a Fetus Breath Transformation Realm Great Master, could he?"
"A Fetus Breath Transformation Realm Great Master is one who cultivates a breath of fetal energy within the Golden Core, almost solidifying the Divine Form from the void. If they capture the Temple Deity's energy, they can create an image as if a Temple Deity has descended!"
"Could such a powerful cultivator also die?"
"Of course they can die, what nonsense are you speaking? Fetus Breath Transformation isn't invincible!"
...
Various voices echoed, filled with shock and awe, one after another, without end.
You Liqing's golden armor shone as he descended, landing ten zhang away from the boiling smoke and dust.
In addition to You Liqing, another powerful cultivator from the East Camp arrived, a Great General with golden armor and dazzling aura.
"A Fetus Breath Transformation Realm Great Master has died."
You Liqing's eyes were cold and stern as he spoke.
This East Camp Great General was named Yuan Wujie, a trusted subordinate of the Heavenly Origin Dao City's City Lord, and to become a Divine Guard Army Great General, one must possess the cultivation of the top Three-Flower level.
"Indeed... the deceased is Su Helian from the Su family."
"How bold..."
This East Camp Great General took a deep breath.
"It should be the doing of the Netherworld... To kill a Fetus Breath Transformation Realm cultivator, unless one uses absolute power to annihilate them, otherwise, in a normal confrontation, we wouldn't be unable to sense such divine fluctuations."
"In other words, our senses were blocked, and only the Netherworld has such means."
You Liqing said coldly.
Having witnessed the power of the Netherworld, he made this deduction.
However, as soon as his words fell,
A cold laughter echoed.
"That's not necessarily true. If there's a Five Elders' rank divine formation set up in advance to block energy, it can also block the divine energy of a Fetus Breath Transformation Realm Great Master."
Huang Jianjiu, holding his gourd, staggered over. He looked crooked, but his speed was extremely fast.
"The deceased is Su Helian?"
"He died well—"
"How tragic."
After identifying the deceased, Huang Jianjiu's drunken eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but want to applaud, but at the last moment, he changed his tone.
Because he suddenly remembered that Su Helian was one of the honorary elders of the Heavenly Origin Sect's outer sect.
He was considered half a member of the sect.
"Oh, Elder Su, you died so tragically!"
"The Su family should hold a grand funeral banquet for you! Make sure to prepare some good wine, I can drink for three days and nights!"
Huang Jianjiu pounded his chest.
In the distance, a burst of light shot out.
A wave of killing intent rolled in.
An ancient figure with fluttering sleeves stepped on air and landed, his eyes filled with killing intent, almost solidifying.
"Huang Jianjiu, don't pretend to be a cat crying over a dead mouse."
A detached voice came from the newcomer's mouth.
"Oh, Su Wuming? Isn't this our true transmission spectrum's third Su?"
Huang Jianjiu opened the gourd's stopper and took a sip, speaking indifferently.
Su Wuming didn't even glance at the disheveled Huang Jianjiu. Beside him, another figure quickly rushed over, his wide sleeves fluttering, filled with anger.
"Elder."
Su Bubu clenched his fists.
The newcomer was Su Helin, the Su family's Great Elder.
Su Helin's older brother was also a Fetus Breath Transformation Realm Great Master, but compared to the newly-advanced Su Helian, Su Helin had broken through the Fetus Breath Transformation Realm much earlier.
"Who did this?!"
Su Helin's body trembled slightly.
He suddenly swept his sleeves, and a strong wind blew, dispersing the smoke and dust.
Revealed within the ruins was an extremely mangled headless corpse, its flesh and blood torn by the exploded Fetus Breath Golden Core.
Su Helian's head had been punched to pieces by Li Cheng.
"Dead... completely dead..."
"He detonated his Fetus Breath Golden Core before dying, how desperate... Who? Who is this evil person?!"
Su Helin's fingers clenched, his face turning blue with anger.
"Hehe, Elder Su, mourn in peace. When you hold the funeral banquet, remember to invite me."
Huang Jianjiu chuckled.
"Shut up!"
Su Helin shot him a cold look.
Huang Jianjiu pouted.
Su Wuming glanced at Huang Jianjiu and said indifferently, "Brother Jianjiu, women are like clothes. You should thank me. If I hadn't married Xiao Wan for you, how could you have gained enlightenment and entered the second rank of the True Transmission Spectrum with your sword?"
"Shut up."
The sword in Huang Jianjiu's scabbard behind him began to tremble slightly.
Su Wuming lifted his lips, "Xiao Wan is now my woman, and she's doing well. You don't need to worry about her..."
"Next time at the Heavenly King Pagoda, I will defeat you in the competition for the true inheritance."
"You have to defeat me first," Huang Jianjiu coldly laughed.
The two of them fell silent.
Su Helin walked over to the corpse and began to examine it.
Suddenly, Su Helin abruptly raised his head, staring intently at You Liqing. At this moment, the raging divine nature across heaven and earth transformed into an enraged golden crane with outstretched wings, fixating on You Liqing.
"Su Helian died in the Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods!"
"You Liqing... Do you have any explanation?!"
You Liqing, clad in golden armor with his arms crossed, was momentarily stunned.
"Absolutely impossible!"
He furrowed his brows.
You Liqing approached Su Helian's corpse.
Powerful senses spread out.
The next moment...
His face stiffened slightly!
...
...
Heavenly Origin Dao City, Thunder Listening Alley.
Li Qingshan sat in the courtyard, holding a divine crystal, slowly absorbing the divine nature within it and restoring his own energy.
He had also sensed that terrifying explosion, a scorching wave of energy that enveloped the entire city, containing the aura of a Fetus Breath Transformation Grand Master. What kind of dominant yet desperate willpower was this?
Li Qingshan raised his head.
Listening to the explosion that reverberated throughout the entire Dao City.
Beneath the Cat Face mask, his eyes held a hint of depth.
He knew that the operation had concluded.
It was time for him to make his move.
Exhaling slowly, the snow falling from the sky carried the wailing divine nature.
"The Netherworld wants you dead by the third watch, how dare you linger until the fifth?"
"It's time to go."
Li Qingshan instantly felt much better.
His presence filled the air.
However, Li Qingshan also had some doubts in his heart. Why did the Netherworld want to kill Su Helian, an honorary elder of the Heavenly Origin Sect's outer sect?
Why?
But Li Qingshan firmly believed that the Netherworld had its reasons.
Because, until now, the Netherworld had never done anything evil, and they hated evil even more than he, Li Qingshan, did! Su Helian must have done something terrible!
Li Qingshan narrowed his eyes.
He trusted the Netherworld without reservation!
Hum—!
A patch of snow abruptly exploded.
Li Qingshan's eyes narrowed.
He noticed a white chess piece floating up, then being tightly grasped. The next moment, Li Cheng, wearing the Thunder Dragon Mask, reappeared in the courtyard.
Standing in place, his clothes were torn, revealing his muscular body beneath, as sturdy as steel.
The terrifyingly hot qi and blood burned and distorted the air.
The aura of his battle with the Fetus Breath Transformation Grand Master had not yet dissipated.
The Ascend State had not been dispelled!
Dominant, unparalleled, and terrifying!
His black hair was wildly curled, and the electricity and golden smoke in his eyes merged with the power of the eight Temple Deities' Divine Forms, making him seem like a god-demon standing in the wind and snow.
The powerful pressure of the Temple Deity rank...
...made Li Qingshan feel like he was suffocating.
How frightening!
Was this the Thunder Dragon?
Perhaps a single finger could kill him!
Li Cheng's gaze swept past Li Qingshan, who stood there, slightly startled.
"You're still here?"
Li Qingshan: "..."
However, Li Cheng didn't pay too much attention.
As he released the Ascend State, the oppressive and stifling aura dissipated, and the Temple Deity's power returned to his mud pillar.
Exhaling slowly, Li Cheng's eyes shone brilliantly!
He glanced at Li Qingshan.
"Do you really want to join the Netherworld?"
Li Qingshan's body stiffened, but upon hearing the Thunder Dragon's words, he knew it was the Netherworld's superior speaking.
He hurriedly stood up but found his legs, which had been squeezed by the Thunder Dragon, were a bit weak.
He almost fell to the ground.
Embarrassed, he laughed and quickly straightened himself.
"Senior! I, Cat Face, truly want to join the Netherworld, to hate evil and punish the wicked!"
Li Qingshan's beliefs surged, and his heart was stirred.
Under the Thunder Dragon Mask, Li Cheng suddenly laughed softly.
"Hate evil and punish the wicked?"
"Then you might be disappointed."
"The Netherworld..."
"Perhaps is the greatest evil in this world..."
The next moment.
The Thunder Dragon spread his five fingers.
"Divine Return."
"Binding Spirit."
The voice was vast, echoing throughout the entire courtyard.
Then.
In Li Qingshan's horrified gaze.
A wisp of black energy slowly gathered, condensing...
Then...
Su Helian's figure appeared, accompanied by roars, screams, pain, and contortions... slowly materializing.
As if...
From the endless darkness, the souls of the dead in the underworld, were forcibly pulled back by a dominant force!
Li Cheng, wearing the Thunder Dragon Mask, looked calmly and indifferently at Li Qingshan, whose legs were trembling slightly and shaking.
"Now... do you still want to join the Netherworld?"
(End of Chapter)
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