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Chapter 481: The Netherworld Emperor's Fall, Burning to Ashes (Part 1)
Chapter 481: The Netherworld Emperor's Fall, Burning to Ashes (Part 1)
Whoosh!
The howling winds raged, swirling the eerie mist, divine essence, and vital energy like a raging sea of fire, wreaking havoc above Qi Tian City.
Blood rained down, accompanied by shattered Buddhist light, as the two-calamity and three-tribulation venerables from the Black Sumeru of the Divine Camp were slain by the Netherworld Emperor Gui, their bodies exploding in the outer city of Qi Tian.
In the heavens and earth, a heavy atmosphere seemed to envelop everything in an instant.
Within Qi Tian City, figures released their perception, spying on the night sky where the Netherworld Emperor Gui hung like a blazing sun, a figure both divine and demonic. This human martial deity, who had broken through his realm just a year ago, displayed terrifying power this night, slaughtering all around him.
Over a dozen divine tribulation cultivators had fallen, including a two-calamity tribulation venerable.
The battle for Qi Tian City was incredibly bloody.
However, many powerful cultivators within the city felt their hearts stir, hoping for the Netherworld Emperor Gui's victory. The Divine Camp had made their intentions clear—they planned to massacre all non-Divine Camp cultivators this very night, eliminating any future variables that might affect the ownership of Qi Tian City.
Therefore, if the Netherworld Emperor Gui fell this night, a bloody slaughter awaited the cultivators within the city.
In the sky, four blazing suns hung, dazzling and seemingly capable of annihilating space. They compressed and brewed terrifying energy, as if they could crush the very heavens and earth.
"Is the Netherworld Emperor Gui about to die?"
"He's burning his vital energy to the extreme, similar to detonating a divine seed... It's a secret technique of self-sacrifice for immense power."
"But he's a human martial deity, having just broken through a year ago, with a brilliant future ahead!"
...
Within the outer city of Qi Tian, cultivators emerged from their dwellings, their scorching vital energy and radiant glow illuminating the night sky. Many martial artists wore sorrowful expressions, while some cultivators clenched their fists in uncontrollable anger.
"The Divine Camp in the Wiles Pavilion is truly despicable, driving our human martial deity to his death!"
A martial artist's blood boiled, and he roared in anger.
They had personally heard the Supreme Master of the inner city declare the extermination of all non-Divine Camp cultivators in Qi Tian City...
The Netherworld forces would be the first to face this wrath.
How could they not feel hatred?
"Many human cultivators who break through the divine tribulation join the Divine Camp in the Wiles Pavilion, but the Divine Camp is truly alien to us. They have no resonance with human cultivators, as if they belong to a different race!"
"Those who are not of our kind will have different hearts. Human martial deities are the pinnacle of our cultivation path, yet they are being forced to their deaths!"
"It's infuriating! Most powerful human factions are backed by the Divine Camp in the Wiles Pavilion. They control our world, treating our lives as nothing!"
...
Martial artists and divine essence cultivators stepped out of their dwellings, their faces filled with dismay.
In their eyes, the Netherworld Emperor Gui seemed to be fighting for them. Otherwise, with his strength to defeat two-calamity and three-tribulation venerables, escaping Qi Tian City would not be difficult.
Thus, these human martial artists and cultivators harbored resentment towards the Western Buddhist Kingdom, the Witch God Mountain, and the Da Jing Court—all factions of the Divine Camp.
"Kill! Let's fight our way out!"
"The Netherworld Emperor Gui has rekindled our courage. We shouldn't give up or wait for the slaughter. Let's resist!"
"Fight!"
Their eyes turned red with rage, and they roared, unleashing their vital energy and divine essence as they charged towards the sealed gates of the outer city of Qi Tian.
The powerful cultivators from various divine sects and aristocratic families exchanged glances, caught off guard by the sudden surge of battle intent from the loose cultivators. However, gazing at the sky, they saw the martial deity, bearing the weight of the four blazing suns and fighting for his life against the Divine Camp, and their hearts stirred with anger at the tyranny of the Divine Camp in the Wiles Pavilion.
Boom!
The martial artists and cultivators erupted, surging like a tide towards the gates of Qi Tian City, engaging in battle with the powerful cultivators guarding the gates from the three major factions.
Qi Tian City descended into utter chaos.
...
...
The four blazing suns trembled, scattering infinite brilliance—the glow of vital energy burning to the extreme, scorching hot.
At the vortex's end, it seemed as if the void was collapsing, melted by the powerful vital energy.
Li Che stood beside the Sea-Flipping Nine Heads, his fingers clenched, causing a burst of blood mist to explode skyward. Shattered flesh flew, and the howling souls of heaven and earth roared before being devoured by the Ink City and Capital of the Netherworld.
The Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame covered his skull, and purple strands of hair danced wildly. Li Che's golden skull tilted slightly.
He felt a hint of confusion.
He seemed to hear various sighs and lamentations.
Um...
Li Che's powerful martial deity's will enveloped the entire outer city of Qi Tian, and he instantly understood the situation, feeling a mix of laughter and tears.
They believed they were burning themselves out, sacrificing themselves alongside the two-calamity and three-tribulation venerables from the Wiles Pavilion...
They thought that at this moment, he might be walking towards his doom, and when his vital energy was exhausted, he would wither and die.
Li Che hovered in the air, and the Sea-Flipping Nine Heads roared, shaking their heads and rejoining the battle, charging towards their formidable opponents. As an ultimate ferocious beast, they craved battle and could not rest for a moment.
Boom!
The two-calamity one-tribulation venerable, who had been battered by the formidable opponent, lost all fighting spirit upon the Sea-Flipping Nine Heads' return to the battle. He wanted to escape the battlefield and quickly fled towards the inner city of Qi Tian.
However, just as he moved, he felt an intense burning heat.
The Netherworld Emperor Gui, the Human Martial Immortal, had four blazing wheels of blood and energy floating behind him, unleashing an overwhelming and terrifying power as he attacked.
With a single punch, a colossal dragon elephant traversed the heavens, as if an immense furnace was crashing down!
Boom!
The furnace exploded, unleashing scorching flames. How could the honored one who had endured two disasters and one tribulation withstand this? His body was drenched in blood, and an endless blood mist erupted.
Boom!
In the sky, a blood-red wail filled the air, and the once gloomy night sky suddenly turned crimson.
Rumble, rumble...
Thick chains, condensed from Dao Yun, writhed in the sky, resembling the lament of the human realm. It was as if an extraordinary existence was about to fall, creating an ominous phenomenon.
Li Che silently raised his head, gazing at the human sky...
No...
Why are you, the will of heaven and earth, meddling in this?
Even the will of heaven and earth seems to believe that Li Che is about to die in battle.
However, although igniting the four strange immortal seeds was challenging, Li Che's claim of impending death was a bit exaggerated. Aside from the fact that the Wu Xian Jin Shen was incredibly powerful and could withstand this impact, there was also the Ink City Lord's clone and the entire Ink City to take the brunt of the damage. There was no way Li Che would die.
But...
The intervention of the will of heaven and earth made this scene all too real.
In Qi Tian City, the martial artists and cultivators assaulting the city gates trembled. Their eyes turned red, and they roared with grief, their fighting spirit burning fiercely. Even the might of the divine camp couldn't quell their determination; they were consumed by the desire to fight to the death.
Above Qi Tian City, Fang Hanshu's body was enveloped in a vast galaxy, his forehead glowing, and his entire being radiant. He seemed to pause for a moment.
His eyes carried a hint of surprise as he looked in Li Che's direction.
Master... is he really going to die in battle?
But Fang Hanshu quickly regained his composure. What was he thinking? Li Che couldn't possibly die in such a battle; it was impossible.
The only reason for Li Che to risk his life would be a significant threat to Xi Xi's safety, an unstoppable crisis.
Only then would Li Che's death be a possibility.
So, even though the will of heaven and earth had foretold his demise, it was undoubtedly a false prediction.
Boom!
Blood-red clouds churned in the sky, and the blood-red shackles woven from Dao Yun continued to twist and turn. Blood rain poured down, and blood clouds piled up, creating an oppressive atmosphere that evoked a sense of involuntary sorrow.
Perhaps even the will of heaven and earth mourned the impending death of the Martial Immortal, who had amassed five thousand years of martial prowess in the human realm.
An extraordinary phenomenon appeared, covering not just Qi Tian City but the entire world!
...
...
In the Divine Capital, the second city.
The Eight Treasures Eave Drip Water Qin Tian Pavilion.
A nine-story treasure tower with intricate carvings and painted beams.
Two figures walked along the railing, standing atop it, observing the blood-red celestial phenomenon.
Yue Taofu and Fang Shangzhen, the two deputy grand supervisors, had their white robes fluttering in the wind, and their eyes were filled with astonishment and surprise.
Yue Taofu's fingers moved as if calculating something, and his face twitched slightly, "Such an extraordinary phenomenon, such a celestial event..."
"Something's not right... What's happening?!"
Fang Shangzhen didn't bother with calculations but immediately ran towards the interior of the ninth city, opening the door and entering the center of the ninth city.
The Grand Supervisor sat motionless on the back of a mystical tortoise, his eyes shrouded by both divine essence and Dao Yun.
Fang Shangzhen performed the Qin Tian ritual, bowing respectfully to the Grand Supervisor.
The Grand Supervisor's eyes, enveloped by divine essence and Dao Yun, slowly opened.
In an instant, his gaze pierced through time and space, witnessing the blood-red clouds churning, and the clanging chains of Dao Yun within, creating a celestial phenomenon.
"The Human Martial Immortal falls, and heaven and earth mourn together..."
The Grand Supervisor spoke softly.
The Human Martial Immortal is falling?
Fang Shangzhen abruptly raised his head, recalling the grand event that had occurred in front of Qi Tian City nearly a year ago, where the Netherworld Emperor Gui had seized the human realm's martial prowess and broke through to the Martial Immortal realm...
In such a vast human realm, there was likely only one Martial Immortal!
"Is the Netherworld Emperor Gui going to die?"
Fang Shangzhen was perplexed.
No... You worked so hard to break through to the Martial Immortal realm, creating such a spectacle, and I thought you'd become the main force to counter the Wiles Pavilion's gods. Yet, in less than a year, you're going to kick the bucket?!
"Grand Supervisor... he..."
Fang Shangzhen couldn't help but raise his head.
The Grand Supervisor lifted his hand, gesturing for silence, "It's fine... I'll wait and see."
Fang Shangzhen nodded and, without another word, bowed respectfully and withdrew from the ninth floor.
After she left, the Grand Supervisor's fingers moved, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Qi Tian sacrificed himself to charge into the Earth Wiles Pavilion, allowing you to achieve the Martial Immortal realm. This wasn't meant for you to squander it."
"The Netherworld Emperor Gui... doesn't seem like the type to act so recklessly."
"There must be a reason... I'll calculate it."
Buzz!
The Grand Supervisor abruptly raised his hand and waved, causing space to tremble and ripple like water.
Then, a scene appeared.
In the scene...
The Netherworld Emperor Gui, with four blazing wheels of energy behind him, resembling a scorching sun, unleashed a killing spree, his blood and energy swirling like a vortex.
In the sky above Heaven City, the Netherworld Emperor Gui took a step forward, and a ripple appeared in the void, as if the Human War Saint was making his final patrol after burning out his energy.
The Netherworld Emperor Gui seemed to be ascending into the clouds.
As he walked, a sigh escaped his lips.
"I'm truly burned out...truly burned out..."
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...
Boom!!!
The outer gates of Heaven City burst open, unable to contain the many human warriors and cultivators stirred by the Netherworld Emperor Gui's emotions.
Figure after figure, their auras intertwined with surging blood energy, rushed out of Heaven City like an unstoppable flood, as if the Heavenly River had been dammed.
Many warriors were covered in blood, feeling like they had survived a calamity. At this moment, they had broken through the city's defenses, and a few of them were still dazed.
But soon, they snapped out of their daze and turned back.
They saw the Netherworld Emperor Gui, like a sun god, with four dazzling suns behind him, standing in the sky, blocking the inner city's gatehouse.
"The Martial Saint Emperor..."
The grandmasters and war saints, stained with blood, had complex expressions. Some of the warriors were even moved to tears.
If not for the Netherworld Emperor Gui, they might not have had the courage to resist, and they would have been slaughtered by the strong cultivators in Heaven City.
After all, there were too many strong cultivators in the Divine Boundary.
Two Divine Tribulation Grandmasters and dozens of Divine Tribulation Cultivators at the First Divine Tribulation stage were enough to overwhelm them.
They had thought these powerful cultivators would govern Heaven City, revitalizing the ancient city that had been silent for five hundred years, turning it into a place where warriors and cultivators could gather.
However, they had not expected the Divine Boundary to issue an order to massacre.
Many warriors wiped away their tears and took one last look before turning to flee, escaping from Heaven City.
They had once come to worship at this city, but in reality, they had come to worship the extraordinary warrior who had broken through to the Martial Saint realm in front of the city!
Heaven City.
The red rain fell like a torrential downpour, with large raindrops splattering on the black tiles and blue bricks of the ancient city, staining it with a touch of sorrow and grief.
Fang Hanshu's scholarly robes fluttered in the wind, and his forehead seemed to have twinkling starlight, his aura was profound, and his breath was deep and powerful.
He raised his head, gazing towards the inner city, where a figure sat in meditation, enduring the bloody rain, surrounded by four blazing suns, his blood energy roaring.
It was the Netherworld Emperor Gui, sitting alone in front of the inner city.
Within the inner city, a powerful aura surged, and the terrifying supreme pressure was like a flood, but as it approached the Netherworld Emperor Gui, it dissipated.
Inside the inner city, the strong cultivators from the Divine Boundary had already retreated.
Nine Second Divine Tribulation Grandmasters had now been reduced to five, with four of them perishing!
The Second Divine Tribulation Grandmaster who had fought with Fang Hanshu also retreated without hesitation, as the fall of the Black-Bearded Buddha's Vajra Buddha had greatly affected him.
Rumble...
The supreme aura rose and fell, and thick, eerie mist rose from the inner city walls, blocking the view between the inner and outer cities.
(End of Chapter)
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