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Chapter 414: Qianyuan Divine Sect, Heaven Crossing Temple, and the Last Dance of the Divine in the M
Chapter 414: Qianyuan Divine Sect, Heaven Crossing Temple, and the Last Dance of the Divine in the Mortal Realm (Part 1)
Boom!!!
A terrifying blast echoed through the air, like the rumbling of thunder in the sky!
In an instant, a sea of fire erupted, creating a colossal wave of destruction, akin to a terrifying tsunami rising from the depths of the ocean!
An immense white palm, formed from the fusion of divine essence, Dao essence, and the White Hellfire, one of the three calamities within the Nine Tribulations, unleashed its power!
This was an ultimate divine art, a combination of divine nature, Dao essence, and calamity fire, merging into an incredibly powerful force!
White Hellfire Bone Claws!
This was Zhao Bei Dou's signature divine art!
An intense killing intent emanated from Zhao Bei Dou, knowing that Xie Yun Shen might not be saved. He was trapped within the city, and the time it would take to break through the defenses would be enough for the Netherworld to complete their assassination...
Therefore, Zhao Bei Dou saw no need to exert himself in breaking through the small Dongtian to rescue Xie Yun Shen.
He took a different approach, intending to minimize losses by killing.
If Xie Yun Shen were to be assassinated, the Netherworld would also pay a heavy price!
This was why Zhao Bei Dou unleashed his full strength and combat power within the city, wreaking havoc without restraint.
The ground cracked, leaving almost nothing intact. Under the scorching impact of the White Hellfire, the city crumbled inch by inch!
The place became a scene of devastation, reduced to complete ruins!
In this state, the small Dongtian was almost completely destroyed!
Without the aid of a Dao essence cultivator to repair it, restoring the small Dongtian was nearly impossible, unless they could find dozens or even hundreds of Dao essence divine crystals...
The small Dongtian was on the verge of total destruction!
Zhao Bei Dou had achieved his goal, and now, he sought to kill. Regardless of the method used for resurrection, whether it be illusion or dark arts, all divine arts required a practitioner. There must be someone alive within the city, and he had set his sights on Niu Mo.
However...
To Zhao Bei Dou's surprise, the King of Hell from the Netherworld suddenly appeared out of thin air, facing the terrifying divine art of a Divine Tribulation cultivator without flinching. He twisted his waist and punched with reckless abandon!
Like a reckless youth, he clashed head-on!
The King of Hell, a half-step Martial Deity, dared to confront the divine art of a Divine Tribulation cultivator?
"Seeking death!"
Zhao Bei Dou's eyes blazed with white tribulation fire, his celestial eye pulsating. His Heaven-Earth Dao soul surged to its peak, and his divine nature boiled within him.
Fire erupted, and a blinding ring of light formed, resembling a white wave, expanding in circles and colliding with the surroundings, wreaking havoc and intertwining in a chaotic dance.
The unique Heaven-Earth Dao soul of a Divine Tribulation cultivator unleashed a terrifying pressure, as if the very heavens were pressing down upon them.
It bore down on the King of Hell with immense force!
Heavy, oppressive, and suffocating...
It felt like drowning in deep waters, a sense of despair that overwhelmed the heart.
Both body and soul seemed to grow heavy, and even the speed of thought slowed down, subjected to an unprecedented mental pressure.
Powerful!
Truly formidable!
Beneath the black and white divided mask of the King of Hell, Li Che's excitement surged, his battle intent soaring. His eyes blazed like twin suns, and within his chest, the Dragon Elephant Vajra fruit vibrated intensely.
The powerful Heaven-Earth Dao soul of a Divine Tribulation cultivator pressured him, stimulating his spirit, and in this moment, Li Che's Heaven-Earth perception reached its pinnacle!
Roar!!!
An immense furnace appeared, emitting a mighty roar, shaking the heavens and earth.
His five fingers clenched, grasping and shattering the surrounding airflow. His arms twisted like coiled dragons, and the powerful muscles and tendons conveyed terrifying strength.
Eight radiant suns burst forth, as if a great dragon roared between his vertebrae, stretching across the heavens.
Facing the terrifying White Hellfire Bone Claws, he charged forward, like a sharp divine blade, slashing through the oppressive Heaven-Earth Dao soul pressure that blocked his path!
The entire black rectangular building beneath him exploded, shattering with countless blasts.
Ten Thousand Transformations Dragon Elephant!
Boom!!!
Palm and fist collided, and the entire city seemed to tremble violently, as if every part was shattering under the unbearable strain.
The ground shook, tearing open a massive hundred-zhang-long fissure.
A white sea of fire raged, engulfing everything in its path.
Zhao Bei Dou's hair fluttered, his eyes burning with tribulation flames, and behind him, the Tribulation Wheel glowed, suspended in midair. His sleeves fluttered in the wind.
He narrowed his eyes, gazing at the towering figure revealed as the black dust cleared.
Despite being only a half-step Martial Deity, he had withstood a direct attack from Zhao Bei Dou and survived!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As the city crumbled further, the black rain from the sky intensified, carrying the power to rapidly restore the city.
Smoke and dust swirled.
The falling raindrops seemed to freeze in mid-air.
Sizzle!
Hot currents surged, boiling and churning. As the black dust dissipated, a thunderous roar of surging blood energy erupted, forming a massive furnace, radiating intense heat. It seemed as if divine dragons were entwined within, and divine elephants were perched upon it.
Within the furnace, eight radiant suns intertwined.
They released an incredibly powerful light and heat!
Tangible ripples of blood energy surged from the furnace, spreading in all directions. In an instant, countless raindrops evaporated into steam, forming black clouds that swirled around the King of Hell.
As the airflow reversed, the black clouds rose and then crazily flowed back.
The King of Hell's figure seemed to be lifted by the very heavens, like a towering demon god.
Li Che exhaled, releasing a powerful stream of air.
His black robe had already been torn apart, revealing his flawless, muscular body. The black and white divided mask covered his face, and his long hair, reaching down to his knees, whipped around like a cape.
Behind him, the furnace rose, and golden smoke coiled around his fists.
Li Che lifted his head, his eyes burning with intensity as he stared at Zhao Bei Dou...
Zhao Bei Dou's eyes blazed with tribulation flames, and in that moment, his heart was filled with astonishment.
Who was this person?
Not a Martial Deity, yet he could withstand a Divine Tribulation attack?
He could withstand the pressure of a Divine Tribulation cultivator's Heaven-Earth Dao soul and even retaliate with a punch?
Behind Zhao Bei Dou, the Tribulation Wheel flickered and trembled, and within the small Dongtian, he unleashed his full power without restraint, unconcerned about the threat of the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.
However, despite his all-out attack, he was unable to defeat the Nether Bull Demon and the Nether King.
Instead, his attack was blocked!
"Good! Good! Good!"
Zhao Bei Dou exclaimed three times, each shout shaking the void and making him appear even more majestic and awe-inspiring, reverberating through the heavens and the earth!
As a divine tribulation, could he not even kill a Martial Sage?
Today, he must kill this Nether King and eliminate all the evil in the Netherworld!
...
...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The chaotic winds howled incessantly, and within the imperial camp, there was chaos.
Generals rushed forward, their armor clanging, and they gathered around Xie Yun Shen, whose body was bathed in golden light, as if connected to the will of heaven and earth.
Xie Yun Shen stood atop the Fortune Lotus, his entire being exuding grandeur.
"Grand Master!"
"It's truly wonderful that the Grand Master is unharmed!"
"The Netherworld scoundrels deserve to die! Fortunately, the Grand Master is protected by the nation's fortune, and with the Fortune Lotus, he escaped the tribulation!"
...
The generals breathed out thunderously, their hearts finally easing up. Initially, they had been covered in cold sweat, their backs drenched.
After all, if the commander of the Mountain-Breaking Sect were assassinated, they, as generals, would also bear an inescapable responsibility.
Gu Qianchi saw that Xie Yun Shen was unharmed, and a smile of relief appeared on his gaunt face.
His gaze shifted, and he looked towards the terrifying mushroom cloud that he had enveloped with countless sword auras, where scorching heat was churning.
This formidable weapon of war was indeed frightening.
If he hadn't been there, and this weapon had fallen into the army, at least half of the imperial troops would have been killed or injured, their morale shattered, and their fighting spirit gone.
Gu Qianchi shook his head slightly, deeply feeling the mystery and tenacity of the Netherworld.
Especially now, the already tenacious Netherworld had joined forces with the enigmatic Hunter God Pavilion.
The Hunter God Pavilion was also very mysterious and challenging to deal with.
When the Enigmatic Demon Grotto was born between heaven and earth, the Hunter God Pavilion had already appeared, and its mystery was even greater than that of the Netherworld.
Because...
Gu Qianchi understood that the true stronghold of the Hunter God Pavilion was within the Deceptive Pavilion.
Within the Deceptive Pavilion, representing the various strongholds of the divine camp, there were Hunter God assassins roaming.
For example, the Spirit Mountain of Black Nirvana, the thirty-three heavens of the Dark Heavenly Court, the ten thousand rivers of the Enigmatic Demon Grotto, and the Hell Lake of the Hell Lotus...
Undoubtedly, the origin of the Hunter God Pavilion must be an ancient and powerful force.
Gu Qianchi's heart was filled with apprehension.
As for the Netherworld...
Although the Netherworld had demonstrated countless mysterious and unpredictable methods, it had not yet displayed the power of a divine tribulation or a Martial Deity. Without the manifestation of divine power, Gu Qianchi was not overly concerned.
Gu Qianchi descended gracefully, his heart lightening.
Looking at Xie Yun Shen, who was slowly retracting the Fortune Lotus, Gu Qianchi's gaze became more eager.
The Emperor indeed trusted Xie Yun Shen, willing to let him handle the Great Jing Fortune.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
As Xie Yun Shen retracted the Fortune Lotus, his complexion turned extremely pale, his breath became weak, and he seemed on the verge of falling.
"Grand Master, please take care of your body. Although the Fortune Lotus can provide immense power, your physical body is still weak. To bear the Fortune Lotus, you must sacrifice your essence, energy, and spirit..."
Gu Qianchi reminded him.
Xie Yun Shen breathed heavily, his expression grave, "A formidable Netherworld. If not for the Fortune Lotus, I might have died today."
"A powerful assassination method, but I still have the upper hand."
Gu Qianchi acknowledged this, as it was indeed remarkable for an ordinary man to receive the Great Jing Fortune.
Ning Caishen, Gu Cheng, and the Yellow Brow Great Mage all descended gracefully.
The Yellow Brow's gaze fell upon Xie Yun Shen, and his heart stirred slightly. Xie Yun Shen also looked back, and in that moment when their eyes met, it was as if they both smiled in understanding.
Confirming each other's identity, both were allies!
"Grand Master, should we retreat?"
A general with a solemn expression bowed towards Xie Yun Shen, his armor clanging, and asked, unable to contain his curiosity.
"Retreat?"
"If we retreat, it will seem like we are intimidated by the Primordial Vortex Sect. By continuing to station here, we maintain our advantage..."
"The Ancient Dragon God of the Dragon King Lineage is not here to support us."
"So, why retreat? We have the advantage!"
"When the Ancient Dragon God arrives, there might be a chance to breach the Primordial Vortex City. If we still can't break through then..."
Xie Yun Shen's face turned as white as paper, and he closed his eyes, shaking his head, "At that time, for the sake of the imperial court's dignity, we'll target another divine sect..."
Upon hearing this, the generals fell silent. For them, it didn't matter which divine sect they attacked.
But Gu Qianchi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, puzzled by Xie Yun Shen's implied meaning. Target another divine sect?
Who should they target?
The Primordial Vortex Sect had reasons to attack the Mountain-Breaking Sect, but what about the other divine sects? What reason could there be to wage war against them?
Currently, among the numerous divine sects that had not surrendered to the imperial court, the Primordial Vortex Sect was the easiest to deal with...
The Southern Sea Bamboo Grove, the Western Capital Little Lingyin Temple, or... the Celestial Master Sect Purple Mansion Sect?! These sects... were even stronger than the Primordial Vortex Sect!
"Zhao Bei Dou was taken away by the Netherworld using mysterious means... I wonder how he's doing?"
Gu Qianchi didn't dwell on these thoughts. After all, it was impossible for the imperial army to attack the Bashu Sword Pavilion, and that was enough.
It was only now that he thought of Zhao Bei Dou.
But he wasn't overly worried.
After all, Zhao Bei Dou was a divine tribulation, and it wasn't easy for such a powerful entity to fall...
...
...
Primordial Vortex City.
Snowflakes fell heavily.
On the city tower, figures stood one after another.
The Heaven-Earth Tablet soared into the sky, tearing open the void, and Lu Qiankun, the founder of the Primordial Vortex Sect, appeared.
"What a pity..."
Lu Qiankun, with his keen perception, immediately understood that Xie Yun Shen had borrowed the power of the Fortune Lotus, foiling the Netherworld's assassination attempt.
If the assassination had succeeded and Xie Yun Shen had died, the imperial army would have retreated, temporarily ensuring the safety of the Primordial Vortex Sect...
Without further sensing, Lu Qiankun returned to the small heavenly realm within the Heaven-Earth Tablet and re-established himself at the entrance of the mountain gate.
Feng Qiqi, Hong Shi Fo, and others had intended to go and watch the battle, but after confirming the failure of the assassination due to the Fortune Lotus, they returned to the Primordial Vortex City.
A suppressed and gloomy atmosphere permeated everyone's hearts.
The pressure was as heavy as a mountain!
No one dared to relax, as they strove to improve themselves under the pressure brought by the imperial army, determined to give their all in the upcoming battles.
(End of Chapter)
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