Chapter 308: Ritual Arsenal, a Sudden Change in the Situation, and the Projection of the Holy King

Chapter 308: Ritual Arsenal, a Sudden Change in the Situation, and the Projection of the Holy King

A cluster of crimson starlight illusions rose, illuminating the starry sky, and a blood-red starry sky emerged.

Upon awakening the Ritual Arsenal, Xi Zhong's aura soared as he held it in his hand, effortlessly reaching the pinnacle of the Great Heavenly Rank and touching the threshold of perfection.

Xi Zhong's eyebrows furrowed, but he looked slightly better.

The moment he awakened the Ritual Arsenal, he felt a cold gaze from the mysterious realm, as if he would be erased from the world at any moment.

It wasn't until the Ritual Arsenal's awakening plummeted to a level that even a Tian Ren who had not yet reached perfection could not attain, that the suppression of the Grand Universe gradually dissipated.

Fortunately, although the power of the Ritual Arsenal had declined, the origin of its inner realm remained, providing him with an endless supply of power.

Combined with the sharpness of the Sword Ritual Arsenal itself, he regained his confidence.

Without hesitation, Xi Zhong took action.

The Ritual Arsenal had a time limit and could not be used for prolonged battles.

The sword pierced through the void, as if unfurling a blood-red scroll, depicting a scene of corpses and bloodbaths everywhere. Crimson lightning flashed, mountains and rivers collapsed, and stars withered in this apocalyptic vision!

The scarlet sword energy fell like rain, piercing through the void, and the killing intent almost dissipated into nothingness, returning to simplicity and purity.

Ji Jingqiu's entire body's orifices and the fearless talisman glyphs in his palms hardened against the sword's edge!

Ding—

Like a golden pearl falling into a jade plate, a light sound rang out, and all the talisman glyphs shattered.

Immediately after, the sudden explosion's aftermath spread and extended for tens of thousands of miles!

The Tian Ren watching the battle wore solemn expressions, as they found it difficult to intervene.

Ji Jingqiu quickly retreated, avoiding the fate of having his palm chopped off, but his palm was drenched in blood, revealing the bone, and a strange power clung to it, making it difficult for him to heal.

This power surpassed the principles of the law but was inferior to the Dao's rules.

The Wuliang Light bathed his palm, expelling the strange power, and he was able to recover quickly.

With just this one strike, he had already calculated his next move.

After refining three thousand talisman glyphs into one, Hangwu Ji stepped into the second heaven of Zhufa Biyi, where he might be able to withstand the blow, but not at this moment.

This strange weapon resembled a sword but was not a sword, and it seemed like a knife but was not a knife. It was at least of the Tian Wang level.

He stepped back several steps to avoid the sharp edge.

Soon, he sensed something unusual. Even though the bloodbath was overwhelming, he could still hear a prayer, sacred and holy.

Is this... a divine ritual weapon?

Ji Jingqiu, while dodging, contacted La Jiang online for help!

"One word, stall. He can't hold it for long."

"Do you really think that breaking through the Heavenly Realm barrier makes you invincible in the world?"

"The depth of the various civilizations' foundations is profound. Even if one reaches the perfection of Tian Ren, there are still ways to kill them without leaving a trace."

"If your true body were here, you could try to draw upon the water of the Sea of Suffering. These pseudo-gods fear the erosion of the Sea of Suffering the most. For them, falling into the Sea of Suffering is equivalent to sinking into hell."

Ji Jingqiu pondered for a moment, just as he was about to make a move, he felt as if he had fallen into a sea of blood, with waves as high as the sky. Every drop of blood contained a heart-palpitating power.

...

Taking advantage of the moment when Wu Tian Dao Ren was suppressed by Xi Zhong, who had summoned the divine weapon.

An elder from the Blue Sea Empire reached out and placed his hand on the pitch-black demonic heart, his face turning pale. With great effort, he squeezed out a drop of heart's blood and let it fall onto the demonic heart.

He gazed into the distance at the young figure in the midst of a great battle, toppling mountains one after another. Without hesitation, his eyes filled with determination, and he cast a curse-killing technique!

This curse-killing technique was invisible and formless, targeting the self, and was a secret killing technique obtained by the Blue Sea Empire from the Chaotic Abyss.

In an instant, the elder grunted and retreated several steps. His hair, which had been white at the temples, turned pale in an instant.

Huang Xin Chu's face changed slightly, and in her perception, she saw that the elder had lost half his life and a significant amount of life origin.

Upon reaching the Tian Ren level, one's lifespan greatly increases, but it is not infinite. Aside from the "lifespan" of the spirit, they also rely on the external life origin.

The reason why the Void Sea's life origin is so thick is because their life origin is far beyond imagination.

"It's done!"

The elder's eyes lit up with joy, and the demonic heart showed no resistance. This was the first time in their mission that things had gone more smoothly than expected.

Everyone's spirits lifted, and they looked up.

The two of them fought their way from the vast wilderness to the sky, holding nothing back. The mountains, thousands of zhang tall, crumbled like paper under the power of their aftermath.

If it weren't for the remaining seals of the Holy King's lineage protecting this Gusu Star, the entire planet would have been pierced through.

"This..." The other female disciples of the Phoenix Blood Palace hesitated, asking delicately to avoid hurting the elder's feelings, "Is it because of the name?"

The elder paused, then shook his head. "It shouldn't be. I felt the demonic heart respond. It did make a move, targeting the self of Wu Tian Dao Ren."

Behind Huang Xin Chu, a blood phoenix illusion appeared, and the surrounding world was perfectly reflected in her pupils.

She suddenly spoke, "The pendant on Wu Tian's right ear has shattered! It must be a life-substituting artifact like the one protecting the self."

She clenched her teeth and said, "It's true. The divine seals of Tiansheng Lake must be heavily armed, right?"

Huang Xin Chu abruptly turned to look at the elder.

The latter's scalp tingled.

"Rest assured, Senior. As long as you hold on, we from the Phoenix Blood Palace can help you replenish your life origin and even restore you to the prime of your middle age." Huang Xin Chu made a solemn promise.

Only then did the elder breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately after, he was overjoyed. His eyes shone with determination, and he asked, "Really?!"

"Xin Chu can swear to it here." Huang Xin Chu spoke with emphasis, "For this matter, we don't even need the palace's help. Our lineage alone can accomplish it. Today, we will keep Wu Tian here permanently, and I will claim the first merit for you!"

"Good!" The elder's eyes turned fierce. "Today, I will give my all, even if it means sacrificing myself, to curse-kill this genius of Tiansheng Lake here!"

He activated a secret technique, and a mouthful of heart's blood sprayed onto the demonic heart.

The pitch-black heart swelled and contracted, and from within, a pair of dark eyes seemed to open, releasing an invisible curse power that spread into the void, subtly connecting the threads of cause and effect, directly locking onto the self in the void.

This time, the elder's hair turned completely white, and his aura plummeted to the bottom of the valley.

At this moment, Huang Xin Chu's voice was gentle and graceful, "This time, he, who had once stood tall and straight, became hunched over, his face filled with wrinkles. After three consecutive curse-killings, he was almost killed.

At this moment, far away from the battlefield where Xi Zhong and Ji Jingqiu were fighting, Ji Jingqiu's figure paused, and he turned to look in this direction. Xi Zhong seemed to sense something and rushed over, blocking his line of sight.

As Ji Jingqiu once again threw himself into the battle, Huang Xinchu was not startled but instead felt joy. Her eyes shone brightly as she said, "Indeed, this person has exhausted all his tricks. His life-substitution techniques are exhausted. Please, Senior, press the attack!"

The old man's face turned dark. He turned around and looked at the crowd behind him. They unconsciously said, "Senior, we don't know any secret techniques!"

The old man's expression shifted, feeling trapped. He had already used the curse-killing secret technique three times, and now he was at the halfway point of his hundred-li journey. Could he really stop here?

Dong, dong, dong—

At this moment, the beating of the demon heart he had received three times from the origin became increasingly intense, as if it were about to awaken, giving off a sense of mystery that far surpassed that of when it was first taken out of the ancient coffin. This drew the vigilance of the surrounding crowd.

There was no more time...

If this continued, the demon heart would fully awaken.

The old man's expression became resolute.

Today, he was going to fight this genius of Tiansheng Lake to the death!

He took out an object from his inner realm and swallowed it. Amidst the exclamations of the crowd behind him, his breath suddenly rose, his face turned crimson, and his eyes shone with a bloody light. He unleashed the secret technique for the fourth time!

Dong, dong, dong—the demon heart beat rapidly, spreading black ripples. It was as if countless tendrils were reaching into the void, secretly connecting with the dark sea, and a phantom demon shadow emerged, infinitely extending into the void!

The old man gritted his teeth, using his own body as an offering, and unleashed the secret technique for the fourth time!

In a daze, the crowd saw a towering demon shadow, emitting auras of destruction, corruption, and filth. It looked down from above, reaching out to grab the Wu Tian Dao Ren behind him.

Dong, dong, dong—

The strange heartbeat echoed in their ears, as if resonating from the depths of their souls, stirring the sacred embryo in their hearts.

In an instant—

Xi Zhong's eyes dimmed, revealing a layer of demon shadow, as if his mind and self had been invaded.

The ritual weapon in his hand suddenly glowed with bloodlight, and he felt a familiar aura. At this moment, his power surged beyond the scope of Tian Ren.

However, Ji Jingqiu's aura suddenly disappeared from this realm, as if it had never existed, sinking into nothingness.

The ritual weapon briefly awakened, humming loudly, filled with surging anger. It floated above the boundless sea of blood, swallowing the sun, moon, and stars, and in an instant, it locked onto the source of the demon shadow, slashing with a sword!

Within the sword light, the ritual weapon's intent soared—the remnants of the demonic tyrant, slashing and slashing! The sword light's aftermath brushed past the old man, sending his body flying and blood splattering into the sky.

Among the dozens of Tian Ren from the Canghai Empire surrounding them, four or five were instantly swallowed by the bloody sword light, leaving no trace, not even their heavenly bodies, as Tian Ren from the Yaochi also fell!

Under the sword light, the bronze ancient coffin shook violently, leaving deep sword marks. The coffin lid was lifted, and the demon heart was no longer restrained!

A black and red vortex suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and a massive demon shadow emerged. Its eyes were like a blood moon hanging in the sky, overlooking the mortal realm. The surrounding pitch-black mist swirled, and in a short time, its figure grew to over ten thousand feet tall!

Just standing here caused the air within a radius of thousands of li to distort and shatter, and countless cracks appeared in the space.

In the spotlight, the aura of the Ocean of Minds gradually intensified.

This fellow seemed to be drawing the Ocean of Minds into the mortal realm!

At this moment, Xi Zhong's body appeared to be possessed by the Ritual Arsenal, and with the sword in hand, he unleashed a combat prowess comparable to that of a Tian Wang. A chilling slash descended!

In a corner of the void, Ji Jingqiu looked up in confusion, but before he could sense the suppression of the Grand Universe's will, he turned to question Helra.

Amidst a cold hum, Helra explained, "Because it is suppressing the remnants of the Demonic Tyrant, in accordance with the Heaven's Will of the Grand Universe, it has received a brief 'tolerance'."

Ji Jingqiu was perplexed, "Is there such a saying? Are you sure it won't take the opportunity to strike me down with a sword?"

"Among the four gods, only the Demonic Tyrant and the Deep Sea are in the greatest harmony with the Great Dao. The various crises of the Deep Sea at this moment are at least three-tenths attributed to the Demonic Tyrant alone. In the past, when the Myriad Phenomena God-Lord fought against him, he also received the support of the Heaven's Will of the Grand Universe."

Helra spoke with an inexplicable tone, "For the will of this Grand Universe, slaying the Demonic Tyrant aligns with Heaven's Will. Besides this 'tolerance', there is also a chance of receiving a reward."

"If it takes action against you, as someone who has already gained the attention of the Grand Universe before becoming a Tian Ren, it will be suppressed at the first moment."

Ji Jingqiu nodded, his gaze shifting to the demonic shadow.

The Grand Universe currently could not accommodate a Tian Wang, this was an iron rule. No matter how much this thing revived, it was impossible to surpass this boundary.

And that Tian Wang's divine weapon was merely a divine weapon; it was impossible for it to truly unleash the complete power of a Tian Wang.

So, for now, the battle between the two was somewhat evenly matched.

The confrontation between the two also triggered the awakening of Gusu Star.

The remnants of the seals scattered across the land quickly revived, and on the planet, a divine gate of holy light emerged, surrounded by divine radiance. A shadowy figure stepped out, with golden hair flowing over his shoulders, and strands of chaotic qi swirling around his hair, exuding an overwhelming aura, like a divine king overlooking the myriad phenomena. The supreme qi that permeated the air was so oppressive that the planet wailed and the stars resonated in response.

Ji Jingqiu's bones chilled as he saw a strand of blazing and awe-inspiring light. The Light of the Heavenly God?!

Was this a powerful member of the Holy King lineage?!

Even he felt a sense of awe, let alone the Tian Ren who had already fallen to the ground, unable to withstand the oppressive qi.

"This is..." Helra's voice was solemn, "The projection of the most ancient Holy King! This planet indeed has a problem!"

Ji Jingqiu spoke softly, "Where is the suppression of the Grand Universe?! Is it this unreliable?"

"First, you need to understand one thing," Helra said, "In terms of order of birth, the Five Pillars came before the will of the Grand Universe!" She continued, "These five are all supreme ancient gods who were born at the time of the creation of the heavens and the earth. The will of the Grand Universe, however, came into being after the birth of all beings, and finally merged with the heavenly path."

At that moment, a will that seemed to encompass the past and present, as well as the four directions, descended, instantly suppressing the projection of the most ancient Holy King standing outside Gusu Star.

"Huh, is this guy so 'cold and ruthless' that he dares to suppress even his predecessors?" Helra was surprised and muttered to herself.

Ji Jingqing murmured, "This situation is changing too fast. Is there a hunter behind the mantis preying on the cicada?"

Helra was also speechless.

Ji Jingqiu's breakthrough of the Tian Ren boundary had already drawn the attention of the Grand Universe's will. Now, with the appearance of the remnants of the Demonic Tyrant, the projection of the most ancient Holy King has also emerged...

Ji Jingqiu withdrew his gaze, the situation was complex, and it seemed that a confrontation was required above. He decided to resolve his personal issues first.

Looking around, besides Xi Zhong, who was still being dominated by the Ritual Arsenal, the other Tian Ren warriors, whether from Yaochi Fairyland or Phoenix Blood Palace, were all half-kneeling on the ground, struggling to resist the supreme qi descending from above.

Ji Jingqiu took a step forward, feeling as if he was walking in a swamp, with great difficulty.

He attempted to activate the Wuliang Light, instantly gaining freedom, like a fish in water, and even feeling a sense of familiarity with the Light of the Heavenly God shining above.

This made him wonder if there was some connection between the Wuliang Wisdom Light and the Light of the Heavenly God.

Without further hesitation, with a smile on his face, he walked a few steps towards the Tian Ren.

He passed by the shocked gazes of several female disciples from Phoenix Blood Palace, and sighed, "For me today, the heads of Tian Ren are like weeds, easily plucked."

Huang Xinchu gritted her teeth, glaring at him.

Ji Jingqiu gave a cold laugh and with a snap of his fingers on her forehead, she instantly fainted, her Sacred Embryo suppressed and sealed.

Following the same method, Ji Jingqiu used his Real Force to create a chain, linking the Tian Ren together and dragging them behind him.

The line of Tian Ren grew longer, and Ji Jingqiu felt like he had stumbled into a vegetable garden, plucking them at will.

As Ji Jingqiu approached, Qing Ling's face contorted, summoning all his strength to stand up, but to no avail.

The descending supreme qi above was too vast, making him mistake it for the presence of a Saint from his sect!

He didn't even know if he should pray for his fellow disciples from other paths to arrive sooner for rescue!

Finally, Ji Jingqiu reached Qing Ling, and with a bang, he struck Qing Ling's forehead with his hand, which glowed with Wuliang Light.

Qing Ling's Sacred Embryo was completely restrained, revealing a lotus-shaped brand.

"A great harvest," Ji Jingqiu counted the heads.

Among the four forces, excluding those he had slain earlier and those affected by the Ritual Arsenal, there were still over seventy or eighty Tian Ren left.

If they had fought head-on, he could have only captured a portion of them, not all, let alone taking them alive.

How much ransom would this bring? As Ji Jingqiu finished collecting the last "ransom," the boundless sky above suddenly turned crimson, even more dazzling than the brightest morning glow! It was the Light of the Heavenly God, capable of drowning the world!

Ji Jingqiu's body shivered, and his pores emitted Wuliang Light, enveloping his entire body.

...

Far away, in the boundless starry sky, Chiji, bathed in blood, suddenly stopped. The Light of the Heavenly God blazed, igniting the Sacred Embryo of the Great Heavenly Rank in her hand.

She raised her head and gazed into the depths of the starry sky, sensing a familiar aura that, despite being separated by countless light-years, could pierce through time and space, solidifying eternity.

"Father..."

(End of Chapter)

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