Chapter 1218: Selling You a Favor (Fourth Update)
Di Yiyue arrived swiftly, sweeping her sleeves to roll up Wu Dou Celestial Master and bring him back.
Di Yiyue’s sleeves fluttered as her divine abilities reached the pinnacle of mastery. Whether it was the Four Extreme Heavens’ Four Emperors’ great divine abilities or the divine techniques and Dao methods of other ancient gods, she wielded them with effortless ease. Even the great Dao techniques of Netherworld Earth Lord could not stump her.
Her talent was unparalleled; she had even comprehended different Emperor Throne techniques, not merely learning them.
She was an existence second only to Founding Emperor Qin Ye in the Founding Emperor Era, capable of contending with Qin Ye for the position of Founding Emperor. However, she had been dead for twenty thousand years.
She was ambushed and assassinated by the Netherworld Emperor. Although Qin Mu resurrected her, those twenty thousand years were still lost.
When her divine abilities clashed with that massive hand, two terrifying forces collided. Then, the divine consciousness surging within that great hand invaded her techniques, shattering them.
Di Yiyue’s expression shifted dramatically. Wu Dou Celestial Master Zhuo Cha immediately stepped sideways to shield her, breaking all techniques with sheer force as his fist punched into the Divine Consciousness Great Luo Heaven!
Di Shi Tian, Qing Huang, Tian Shu, Yan Wang, and others rushed over swiftly, only to see that palm transform into a fist—a colossal fist meeting Wu Dou Celestial Master’s fist. One enormous, one tiny, they erupted with unimaginable power.
Zhuo Cha spat blood and was sent flying backward once more.
Di Shi Tian’s Buddhist light and wrathful flames blazed fiercely as the combat techniques of the Buddhist path erupted. Yan Wang unfurled his cloak, plunging the void into darkness as a divine sword thrust out from the shadows. Qing Huang’s body shook, transforming into a vast azure dragon, his form undulating like a chain of mountains.
Tian Shu gritted his teeth, his lips parched and mouth dry, craving wine but having none to drink. He could only steel himself and raise the Divine Que Divine Blade to charge.
At the same time, the Ark of the Other Shore carried Netherworld City into the void at even greater speed. Yet in the next instant, waves of terrifying force rippled outward. Tian Shu, Yan Wang, Qing Huang, and the others were sent flying back, crashing into Netherworld City aboard the ark, sliding hundreds of miles before they could halt their momentum.
Only Wu Dou Celestial Master and Di Yiyue still resisted the attack of that great hand.
The arm of the Grand Emperor seemed capable of extending to an infinite distance. His palm shifted between fist, hook, palm, and seal, striking, chopping, slicing, cutting, and flicking, keeping Wu Dou Celestial Master and Di Yiyue constantly on the defensive.
Suddenly, Wu Dou Celestial Master Zhuo Cha spat blood again, sent flying back, smashing onto the ship, bouncing up, crashing down again, tumbling and rolling an unknown distance before finally stopping.
Niu San Duo hurried forward to check on his master’s condition, only to see Zhuo Cha grit his teeth, flip over, and leap onto his back, shouting, “San Duo, fight him to the death!”
“Master, stand steady!”
Niu San Duo let out a long bellow like an ox, his body swelling wildly. Suddenly, he rose upright, transforming into a bull-headed, human-bodied martial demon king, his muscles bulging into knots, each knot of sinew forcing the azure dragon scales on his body to stand on end.
The old ox’s blood and qi boiled, erupting from within his body, coiling around him like blood dragons. Meanwhile, Zhuo Cha spread his feet, standing atop two sharp ox horns, roaring as his clothes tore apart. His muscles writhed like great dragons swimming beneath his skin.
He had just appeared as an old farmer, but now he seemed to have aged backward by decades—from old age to middle age, then to youth. His body was all sinew and muscle, his blood and qi like a rainbow, reviving the desperate, life-staking form of the young daredevil who had once followed the Founding Emperor in battle!
—The reason he had become an old farmer was that his heart had aged. Ever since the Founding Emperor abandoned the Primordial Realm’s beings, choosing not to fight and fleeing to the Land of No Worries, Zhuo Cha had grown old, becoming a simple farmer who only knew how to till the land and beat up Wen Tian Ge.
But now, facing the Grand Emperor’s great hand, his blood burned anew!
Niu San Duo’s steps thundered, lightning and thunder crackling as he reached the edge of the Ark of the Other Shore in a few strides. He leaped, charging straight for the Grand Emperor’s great hand.
Di Yiyue flew toward him, only to be sent flying back. Zhuo Cha spread his five fingers, gently supporting her back to neutralize the Grand Emperor’s force, and said in a deep voice, “Those at the Ling Xiao Realm and Emperor Throne Realm, step forward! You, the fisherman and the woodcutter, go back!”
Fisherman Celestial Master Han Tang put away his fishing rod and pulled back Woodcutter Saint. The Woodcutter Saint’s face flushed red as he raised his great axe, saying, “I can fight…”
Di Shi Tian, Qing Huang, Tian Shu, and the others charged forward again. United in purpose, they stood before that great hand, unleashing a barrage of killing techniques, yet they were still forced back step by step.
Just then, in the void, a colossal head slowly rose, piercing through the emptiness, revealing the Grand Emperor’s enormous face—even larger than that hand.
His eyes slowly opened, their brilliance blinding, like two suns blazing fiercely in his eye sockets.
His forehead split open, revealing a deep cavity where the Primordial Beginning Original Stone had once been, but it had been shattered by Divine King Gong Jun.
The Woodcutter Saint on the ship quickly looked down, seeing the Grand Emperor’s trapped physical body on the Lotus Continent still struggling to break free. Thick roots, like tendrils, had burrowed into the Lotus Continent, connecting to the Grand Void, making it difficult for him to escape for the moment.
The Grand Emperor’s other hand rose, reaching into the void.
Despair filled the hearts of the crowd. At that moment, Qin Mu leaped up. The Woodcutter Saint reached out to grab him but was too late.
Di Yiyue and the others looked up at that face, towering beyond measure, a deep sense of powerlessness welling up within them.
But then, a small figure flew past them, clutching a peachwood hairpin. The hairpin shimmered as he pointed and traced, attacking the Grand Emperor.
“Brother Mu!”
Di Yiyue panicked and immediately chased after Qin Mu. Suddenly, the Grand Emperor raised his hand and shouted, “Stop!”
Qin Mu halted, still holding the hairpin. Di Yiyue caught up to him and stepped in front to shield him.
The Grand Emperor’s gaze fell on the hairpin in Qin Mu’s hand, his voice somewhat hoarse. “You’ve learned it?”
Qin Mu nodded, smiling. “I have.”
“Then, I’ll sell you a favor.”
The Grand Emperor’s colossal face broke into a grin, chuckling. “We are not mortal enemies. There’s no need to fight to the death. I won’t provoke you, and you don’t provoke me. We’ll keep to our own paths. Mu Celestial Venerable, what do you say?”
Qin Mu smiled. “I was thinking the same. The Grand Emperor’s escape is a great cause for celebration. When the Ten Celestial Venerables learn of it, they will surely rejoice and weep with joy. Since that’s the case, why doesn’t the Grand Emperor leave the Grand Void and go enjoy the colorful world outside?”
Zhuo Cha, Di Shi Tian, Qing Huang, and the others rushed over, forming a protective circle around Qin Mu.
The Grand Emperor’s expression darkened, and he sneered, “Mu Celestial Venerable, are you threatening me? The Primordial Creator race must be exterminated. I can leave you alone, but the Primordial Creators in the Grand Void must die! I’ve already taken a step back. Don’t push your luck! You know I’ve already cracked the Reverse Unrivaled Divine Consciousness Domain. I’m not afraid of you!”
Qin Mu laughed heartily. “Of course you’re not afraid of me, but I’m not afraid of you either. I don’t have the ability to deal with other Celestial Venerables, but against you, I can drag you into the Unchanging Divine Ability with me, trapping us both in an endless cycle of death and rebirth. Celestial Venerable Qiang, as long as you don’t touch the Grand Void, I’ll let you leave. If you do, then we’ll follow the oath we made when we became sworn brothers: to die in the same year and on the same day!”
The Grand Emperor’s face grew even darker. “You don’t have Ling Celestial Venerable’s strength to drag me to death with you. You’re just…”
He suddenly fell silent.
Qin Mu activated Ling Celestial Venerable’s peachwood hairpin, and a great terror surged into the Grand Emperor’s heart.
“Very well. You and I are sworn brothers. I am the elder brother, so I’ll take another step back and leave the Grand Void.”
The Grand Emperor’s body sank, vanishing from the void.