The Kingdom of Shangyuan.
Less than a thousand miles from the Great Jin Dynasty, an ordinary Moon Shine Realm cultivator could make a round trip in half an hour.
Since the rise of Great Jin, the kingdom had submitted early on, becoming one of its vassal states. The capital even enshrined statues of the Space-Time Sword Saint and the Empress of Great Jin.
But when Huotu suddenly descended, spreading disaster and devouring the entire territory of Shangyuan, even attempting to consume the nation’s fortune, the entire country was thrown into panic.
Above the palace, the golden dragon of fortune was entangled by a giant serpent, its blood-red maw biting into the dragon’s neck, leaving it on the verge of death.
Accompanied by a roar, Huotu was struck by a punch from the sky, sent flying a thousand miles away, collapsing mountains and carving a long, deep trench.
Everyone in Shangyuan, from royal heirs to commoners, looked towards the southern sky. A black-robed youth stood in the void, his powerful aura surging like a tide, shaking the very pillars of heaven and earth.
Thunder serpents danced beneath his feet, leaving deep pits with each step.
The void collapsed, forming black holes in the shape of footprints.
“Huotu, let’s fight again.”
The black-robed youth spoke, his swordsmanship floating in the air, forming runes that blasted towards Huotu.
“Annoying ant.”
Huotu spread his five fingers, crushing the rune sword imprint, then said:
“The Era of the Human Sovereign has ended. The hidden demons and ancient overlords will awaken in this era to vie for supremacy.”
“A battle between us now is unwise. You have brute strength but no strategy. How have you survived until today?”
“Heaven-Watching Pavilion awakened me and pointed the way, leading me to the Wilderness. Previously, I had doubts.”
“But now, I understand.”
Huotu stared at the distant black-robed youth, coldly saying, “Heaven-Watching Pavilion deliberately limited my time, forcing me to land in the Wilderness within three days. Do you know why?”
Meng Qingzhou remained silent, but he already had the answer in his heart. Heaven-Watching Pavilion calculated that Huotu could only recover to the Sky-Reaching Realm within three days.
According to external information, the Space-Time Sword Saint had not yet broken through. Allowing a Sky-Reaching Realm deity to land in the Wilderness would severely damage its vitality, greatly delaying the unification process.
Moreover, the Wilderness had the Space-Time Sword Saint and the Buddha of the Western Buddhist Kingdom. A conflict between them would inevitably result in mutual destruction.
At that time, the overlord of Sky State would emerge, launching a final battle to quickly conquer the Wilderness, reducing the chances of unexpected events.
It could only be said, Heaven-Watching Pavilion lived up to its reputation.
Using everyone’s needs, driving tigers to swallow wolves, an obvious scheme, yet there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Huotu needed to devour powers and principles to restore his strength.
The Western Buddhist Kingdom needed the willpower of all beings. If Huotu killed too many, they couldn’t sit idly by.
The Great Jin Dynasty, with its weak foundation, also sought stability and had to kill Huotu before he fully recovered.
“Damn it.”
“My good temper, cultivated over the years, is being forced into recklessness in just a few months.”
Meng Qingzhou sneered, his hair fluttering in the wind.
His fists gradually clenched, the wind and thunder ceased, and the clamor fell silent.
When he raised his hand again.
The space within three thousand miles was grasped in his fist, pulled back forcefully like a transparent curtain being distorted.
From a distance, Huotu’s pupils contracted, uncontrollably pulled to Meng Qingzhou’s side.
Immediately, a furious punch smashed down, collapsing Huotu’s entire face.
“Ant!!”
Huotu roared in anger, his eyes filled with fury.
Deities were indifferent, watching the rise and fall of mortals like waves, but that didn’t mean he was a pushover!
Even gods could be angry!
Just as he was about to strike, the surrounding scenery changed, forcibly dragging him through space.
In an instant.
The sound of waves crashing against the shore reached his ears. Huotu looked around and found himself back at the landing site.
Immediately after.
Countless space-time swords fell from the sky, piercing his body, completely locking him in place.
“Immortal King’s Shroud.”
Meng Qingzhou took out a blood-stained banner, emitting supreme fluctuations, and shook it lightly.
The shroud expanded, wrapping around Huotu’s body.
“What is this?!”
“The power of disaster is being weakened. This is a cloth containing the blood of a Great Being. How can it have such power?”
Huotu was slightly surprised, but he wasn’t panicked. He struggled fiercely, causing the space-time swords piercing his body to crack.
Deities could not be humiliated!
Gods’ anger would be quenched with the blood of mortals.
This ant must die.
“Deity, huh.”
“Power of disaster, huh.”
Meng Qingzhou clenched his fists, like the ringing of a celestial bell, punching Huotu’s chest again and again.
Huotu coughed blood, his struggling strength growing, causing the Immortal King’s Shroud to emit unbearable groans.
It wasn’t that the supreme weapon was weak, but that Meng Qingzhou hadn’t truly broken through to the Sky-Reaching Realm. He had the power of the Sky-Reaching Realm but lacked its principles, unable to fully utilize its true power, making it insufficient to trap Huotu.
“If you seek death so eagerly.”
“I’ll grant your wish.”
Huotu’s eyes filled with killing intent, coldly staring at the annoying blind person before him.
He ignored his repeatedly injured body.
Crack…
Inside, his irregular diamond-shaped divine core cracked. He was fully mobilizing the power of disaster, causing his already imperfect divine core to be unable to bear it, thus his realm fell directly.
From the early Sky-Reaching Realm to the early Morning Glow Realm.
But his power of disaster multiplied, making the Immortal King’s Shroud unable to stop it.
“Final Judgment.”
“Power—Disaster.”
Huotu uttered awkward syllables, his eyes shining, focusing on Meng Qingzhou.
The next moment.
The Immortal King’s Shroud fell limp, the host unable to drive it.
A fist struck Huotu’s face but caused no harm, not even moving him an inch.
“This is the power of disaster?”
Meng Qingzhou suddenly felt weak, stumbling back a few steps, looking down at his hands. His previously jade-like skin became withered, covered in multicolored spots.
His physical vitality was devoured by disaster, bone marrow essence drained. With a slight movement, he heard a crisp crack, his leg bone breaking, forcing him to sit cross-legged.
Looking inward, his inner universe was being consumed by disaster, the perfected stars, laws, and cosmic constants collapsing.
Planets turned into fireballs and fell, star clusters dimmed and lost their light.
Even the principles of time and space supporting the entire universe trembled, becoming unstable.
Like a once-vibrant youth suddenly stricken with cancer, bedridden, watching his body collapse, organs crying out in agony.
Signs of impending death!
Meng Qingzhou spat out black blood, his expression still calm, saying, “The true power of a deity’s authority, indeed formidable.”
Huotu looked down at the person before him, the anger in his eyes gradually subsiding, saying:
“Although I’ve fallen in realm because of you, making it difficult to deal with Heaven-Watching Pavilion’s schemes, at least I’ve gained the principles of time and space. Mortals cannot kill gods, so I will transcend this world with the Great Dao of Time and Space.”
“Perhaps, I will surpass the Heavenly Dao and become a true deity.”
“And you will have the honor of becoming part of me.”
Saying this.
Huotu spread his five fingers, pressing them on Meng Qingzhou’s head, the power of disaster invading his inner universe, heading straight for the principles of time and space.
Then, the power of disaster turned into a giant hand, gripping the principles of time and space, about to uproot them.
But at that moment.
Meng Qingzhou inexplicably smiled, hearing a distant anxious call, the voice of Dongfang Liuli.
But wife, do you have so little faith in your husband?
“Huotu, you’ve been tricked.”
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【ps: This book will definitely be completed, rest assured, dear readers.】
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