Chapter 1005: Chapter 1003: Lao Huang Beats Him to Death
The Array shattered, and the remaining Blood Sacrifice Array did not activate. The Taoist marks were eaten by the Ancient Phoenix, which was equivalent to cutting off their connection.
Wu Shang and Haitian, who had been dispatched by the Ministry of Works lineage, were also suppressed.
In the palace, a group of Divine Clan experts fell silent.
"There’s still a chance." After a long time, Ming Hua spoke, face solemn. "The Blood Sacrifice Array has been operating for a long time. A vast amount of fresh blood has already entered the ’Luo God’ body. It may be on the verge of revival. If it can regain consciousness, the Furnace plan can still be initiated."
"Seems so, but... can Luo God really be awakened with just a quarter of the blood?"
"We need my lord to act." Ming Hua lifted his head, looking toward the top of the palace. "Activate the remaining three Blood Sacrifice Arrays, or use Blood of God to awaken Luo God."
After the Array was broken, the furnace gradually returned to normal. Now the passage to the Heaven Martial Continent might not be so solid anymore.
This was an opportunity.
A God nodded slightly, and Divine Brilliance suddenly burst from his body, illuminating the entire palace and shooting into the Heaven Domain. He circulated his Bloodline Power and unleashed powerful Divine Skills.
A Dharmakaya strode toward the Void, incomparably tall, hundreds of zhang high.
Suddenly, the Dharmakaya stretched out a golden giant hand and forcibly tore open the world barrier, opening a passage to the Heaven Martial Continent.
Over here!
The cloudless sky stretching for ten thousand li was suddenly covered by Divine Brilliance, the pressure like a mountain shrouding the entire mortal world. All Human Clan cultivators were solemn, faces full of shock as they raised their heads.
"What is that?"
"I don’t know..."
On the Blood Sacrifice battlefield, a dozen powerful Sword Saints also showed alarm. "It’s here. Have we been exposed?"
"We shouldn’t have."
"That’s a God from the Ministry of Works."
The Scarlet Swordsman tightened the sword in his hand; his other hand was dragging Xu Youbei. He did not speak, only looked extremely grim.
A God had taken action.
Hahaha...
Wu Shang laughed loudly. "You damned Human Clan ants, you’re dead."
"An!" Mo Lai shouted loudly, a trace of unease in his heart...
A God was descending. The Divine Brilliance blooming from that body was too blazing, covering the sky and earth, enveloping the entire mortal world, making it hard for people to open their eyes.
There was no time.
Although they had broken the Array and cut off the Divine Clan’s Furnace plan, once a God made a move, it was still a terrifying catastrophe for them.
"I see it!" An replied. "Wait, let me think of something."
"???"
A group of Sword Saints were all stunned when they heard this.
A God of the Ministry of Works was about to strike, and she actually said she wanted to think of something?
You?
Your Dantian hasn’t even formed yet.
The Divine Brilliance grew ever more dazzling, waves of pressure crashing down on heaven and earth. Their breathing began to turn rapid, especially the Humans in the Blood Sacrifice Array.
They had clearly already been reborn, ready to leave this place, yet a God had come to kill again.
They stood rooted in the sea of blood, staring blankly.
"Don’t worry about this place for now. Hurry and take Immortality away." A Sword Saint transmitted his voice, tone urgent.
"The God’s killing range is huge. We have no way to escape."
"What do we do now?"
"We force our way. The one descending to the Heaven Martial Continent isn’t the True God’s Body, just a Dharmakaya. He took advantage of the moment when the Power of the Furnace was ebbing and the world barrier was weak to forcibly open a channel."
"We still have a chance."
"Good!"
Having decided, the dozen or so Sword Saints looked at each other, gripped their Longswords tightly, and prepared to fight a God in a life-or-death battle.
At this moment, An also began. Her eyes closed, her pair of slender little hands started forming seals, casting out strands of Secret Power that sank into the Void.
It was a secret technique, very ancient.
When enough Secret Power had been gathered, An opened her eyes and shouted loudly, "Father, Father, help, a God is coming to kill us!"
The dozen Sword Saints were once again dumbfounded.
A group of weak, blood-soaked people slightly parted their lips, thinking, who is this little girl? A God is coming to kill them, and she’s calling her father—what’s the use of that?
Her crisp voice wasn’t loud, but at this moment it echoed between heaven and earth like a bell; many people heard it clearly.
"Father, I’m An, where are you?"
"Father, hurry and save me, a God is coming to kill us."
"Father? Can you hear my voice?"
"It’s over, this secret technique is useless too!" The last sentence made people involuntarily laugh. This little girl was quite cute; she just didn’t seem to have the best brain.
A minute later, she stopped the summoning, cheeks puffed out.
Facing the current situation, she didn’t know what to do either—after all, the one taking action was a God.
Just then, Wen Qingshan, who had fainted, suddenly jumped up. "Who’s calling Father?" Then he swept his gaze around and blurted, "Holy shit."
At this moment!
Over by the Investiture of the Gods imprint, several people also saw the God’s descent, and their hearts were all heavy, especially the Fairy, whose expression was grave.
But when they heard An’s summoning, they couldn’t help laughing.
"Calling Father at a time like this, is that useful?" Guang Lingwu was speechless.
"I’m guessing, not." Huo Sanger had already calmed down.
The long-robed man narrowed his eyes slightly, saying nothing.
The Fairy swept her gaze over them, smiling meaningfully.
Rumble!
The passage continued to explode open, its range growing larger and larger. The hundreds-zhang-tall divine Dharmakaya slowly reached down, Divine Brilliance blazing like a rising sun.
Many Humans simply couldn’t withstand it; their bodies exploded on the spot, flesh and blood flying.
In just a few short minutes, no one knew how many Humans had died tragic deaths on the mortal earth.
They were suffocating, staring at the Divine Brilliance in the sky, sensing that the end of the world was about to descend, their hearts full of despair.
"Give up!" Wu Shang was half-mad, grinning hideously. "Once a God strikes, no one can resist. Tsk tsk, Humans, did you really think you could struggle?"
"It’s useless."
"Little girl, you’re dead. Calling your father is pointless."
"Lao Huang, beat him to death." An issued the order, trembling all over with rage. This bastard was far too asking-for-a-beating.
Moo!
Lao Huang let out a long bellow and charged over. World Force erupted, locking down the battlefield, not giving Wu Shang any chance to move. His massive body directly pinned Wu Shang beneath his hooves.
Wu Shang roared, "Bastard, beast, get the hell off me."
The World Force was simply too strong, like a kind of Mighty Power, more like a terrifying Power of Order. It locked down the battlefield and sealed Wu Shang’s entire body.
He couldn’t circulate his cultivation realm or Bloodline Power at all, and could only watch as he was trampled under the old ox’s hoof.
Utter humiliation.
Wu Shang was furious.
An added, "Mo Lai, slap him."
"I was just thinking that." Mo Lai smiled sinisterly. He’d long wanted to make a move, but the guy in front of him wasn’t easy to provoke, so he’d been waiting.
Now that the old ox had stepped in to suppress him, perfect. Mo Lai rushed over in a few strides, his five fingers like a mountain as he slapped down.
"Aaahhh... how dare you? I’ll fuck your grandpa, Human Clan ants, how dare you hit this young master?" Wu Shang roared, veins bulging, so enraged he was about to explode.
He, a dignified Divine Clan genius, with powerful bloodline and shocking background—when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Yet now he was suppressed by a cow and getting his face slapped by a Human ant.
Mo Lai sneered and swung several more slaps in return. "Scream?"
"Wait, I’m coming too." Wen Qingshan was excited. He rushed over and kicked out. "Divine Clan? Genius? And you still dare curse people? I’ll let you curse! Damn!"
His strikes were much heavier than Mo Lai’s. Every kick was wrapped in powerful Void Force, yet... he avoided Wu Shang’s vital points.
Mo Lai was so startled watching it that his heart jumped. "This Void Body’s got footwork, huh!"
A series of shrill screams rang out, chilling to the bone.
Wu Shang was endlessly humiliated, his body trembling, from the pain and from the fury...
Fortunately, at this moment, the God in the passage made a move. A golden giant hand pressed down, Divine Brilliance continuously erupting. Every finger was dazzling, shining with golden light, as if cast from molten gold.
Power of Laws, Mighty Power, and all kinds of killing intention surged down in an instant.
Everyone was solemn as they all raised their heads.
The Sword Saints who wanted to act were also stunned at this instant. Faced with that level of slaughter, they felt that even if they burned their Life Origin and unleashed their utmost, they still wouldn’t be able to shake the God’s hand in the slightest.
How could this be?
Were they going to fail?
Was Immortality going to fall?
An narrowed her eyes. Though flustered inside, her face still appeared calm as she prepared to summon out Moon Cresent and the Immortality Realm to fight a desperate battle.
Buzz!
A thick Sword Body tore through the Void and suddenly slashed into this place.
What was terrifying was that this Sword Body actually blocked that God’s hand.
