Chapter 1759: Chapter 582: Heavenly Origin Points
The man’s voice cut off abruptly.
He gave a bitter smile, then raised his head with a complicated expression, looking toward the sky behind him, at the peak of Buzhou Mountain that pierced straight into the Nine-layered Cloud.
The Fire God Great Priest instantly understood what he meant.
These clans of the Giant Spirit Tribe were so brazen because they had something to rely on—they believed the Heavenly Gods would act.
This was Buzhou Mountain, first among the Four Great Divine Mountains! And they were the offspring of the Eternal Gods!
——That human-skin demon absolutely wouldn’t dare run wild here!
The ’Southern Heavenly Emperor’ Huang Tianyan just gave a mocking smile with his eyes.
At this moment, among the Gods whose Thoughts had descended onto the peak of Buzhou Mountain, the vast majority belonged to the Fire God Tribe.
As for those who had truly sent down a Blood and Flesh Avatar, there was only the Lord of Ten Thousand Hearths and Stoves—Star Lord Heavenly Stove.
Yet no matter what, Huang Tianyan would never let Star Lord Heavenly Stove strike and fight Chu Xisheng to the death.
Chu Xisheng’s ’Divine Intent Blade Heart’ definitely had an upper limit.
With his current Cultivation, it was absolutely impossible for him to gather all the Enemy Intent and killing will of the hundreds of billions of people near Buzhou Mountain.
But even if Chu Xisheng could only gather a portion of it, that was still terrifying.
How could he dare let Star Lord Heavenly Stove risk serious injury to clash head-on with Chu Xisheng?
For the lineage and honor of the Fire God Tribe, this seat of Southern Heavenly Emperor wasn’t worth keeping.
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At this time beneath Buzhou Mountain, within the Spiritual Network of the Daluo Ant Clan, countless male ants and Soldier Ant Elders were all in a state of shock.
"Those Giant Spirits on Buzhou Mountain, they’re not intervening even now?"
"So strange! So strange! We’re devouring their clansmen like this, devouring these Giant Spirit Clan right under their noses, yet they turn a deaf ear."
"They haven’t even mobilized the Imperial Court Forbidden Army."
"Not a single Giant Spirit above Second Grade has appeared."
"They’re afraid—afraid of that Evil demon above us."
"The problem is, those Gods are also ignoring it."
"What should we do next? We wanted to borrow the Power of All Gods to get rid of that demon, but I fear that’s going to fall through."
And at this moment within the ant swarm, Consort Zhuang’s gaze first turned murky and obscure as she glanced at Buzhou Mountain.
Then she turned back to look at that Bathing Sun Divine Ship in the air, at the Human Clan youth standing at the bow.
"Mother, I’m afraid we miscalculated. Those Gods don’t dare come down."
——This turned out to be a mortal whom even All Gods were wary of.
"It seems it will be hard to get what we want."
The Daluo Ant Queen sighed, her voice tinged with a faint disappointment: "All Life is bound to bully the weak and fear the strong; even the Gods are no exception. He is being very rational right now—he has not crossed the bottom line of those upper-tier clans and the Gods."
The Daluo Ant Clan had, up to now, been wantonly slaughtering on the first and second layers.
On these two layers were all the bottom-tier tribes of the Giant Spirit Tribe. Above them, there were no truly powerful Gods, nor were they enough for those Royal Family and Imperial Family to pay any price to send troops to oppose Chu Xisheng.
The Daluo Ant Queen mused that if this were on the western ’Kunlun Mountain’, the situation would definitely be different.
The Golden God and Stone God lineages were both cold and severe by nature, firm and unyielding; their God System was also strong enough. They would absolutely not sit by and watch Chu Xisheng run rampant in slaughter.
"Then what should we do now?"
In Consort Zhuang’s Thought there was unexpectedly a hint of panic: "I’m very afraid right now. The more we devour, the greater the power we accumulate, the more we’re playing right into that demon’s hands. I can feel it—that demon’s heart is ice-cold. He hates our clan to the bone, and bears nothing good toward us."
By now, the entire Daluo Ant Clan not only had their strength fully restored, but was many times stronger than when they first escaped!
The power of their Ant Queen was already infinitely close to a Wild God.
And the physical qualities of nine male ants had stepped into the Near-God Level.
All the male ants and Soldier Ant Elders had entered the Super-grade realm.
And nearly all of the two hundred thousand soldier ants had recovered to Sixth Grade and above.
If not for the fact that, in their un‑Imitation state, the Daluo Ant Clan could only bring out less than thirty percent of their combat strength—
This level of power would be enough to confront any one Imperial Family of Buzhou Mountain head-on.
Besides this, they had secretly preserved a bit of Blood core energy, hidden within the Ant Queen’s abdomen for them to draw upon at any time.
Yet even so, Consort Zhuang was still uneasy and afraid.
She suspected Chu Xisheng must have some grand scheme.
This was a man whose viciousness had reached the Extreme; one absolutely had to guess his intentions with the greatest possible Evil in mind.
"All we can do now is wait."
The Daluo Ant Queen’s voice was as cold as ice: "By running wild like this, he’s already pushed himself onto a road of death. Do you feel it? Those Gods are watching him.
Even if he relies on the power of my clan this time to break through to Second Grade, he won’t live long. They will absolutely not tolerate this child’s Cultivation making any further breakthroughs. He’ll find it difficult to get past even this Second Grade barrier. We will definitely live to see an opportunity."
On the Bathing Sun Divine Ship, Xie Tianqing’s scalp had long gone numb.
He looked at Buzhou Mountain up and down, thinking that this was precisely what the phrase ’hated by Gods and ghosts alike’ meant.
It was fortunate that Chu Xisheng could sit still, sitting at the bow as steady as Taishan.
But next, just as Chu Xisheng had predicted, although the Gods all cast their Thoughts onto Chu Xisheng, not a single one descended to the mortal world or sent down an Avatar to directly stop Chu Xisheng.
Xie Tianqing suddenly had a wild idea and raised his head to look toward the Sixth Layer.
"Doesn’t the Sword Lord have the impulse to hack once toward the upper layers?"
He felt that if Chu Xisheng unleashed that Divine Intent Saber upward, he might instantly reap the lives of thirty to fifty First-grade Giant Spirits.
Chu Xisheng rolled his eyes at Xie Tianqing: "Sect Master Xie, do you take me for such an idiot?"
No matter how he swept through those lower-tier tribes and the Slave Tribe down here, there would be no problem. Even if he humiliated Buzhou Mountain however he pleased right now, it wouldn’t matter.
