Chapter 1769: The Gods Descend Upon Moon God Mountain
Chi Yao looked at the divine oracle stone in her hand, its divine light already retracted within, and said, "Fine, I'll give it to you."
"Shua."
The circular, jade-like divine oracle suddenly spun rapidly, transforming into a streak of light that shot outward, unleashing an incomparably powerful wave of energy.
Zhang Ruochen stared forward, watching as the natural laws of heaven and earth within the Guanghan Divine Palace were shaken into chaos.
The stone, no larger than a palm, seemed to expand into a vast starry sky, an awe-inspiring sight as it bore down upon Zhang Ruochen.
One could imagine that if this strike landed, ten thousand miles of land would be crushed and collapse.
"Bang."
The Moon God extended a small, snow-white, crystalline hand. Her five slender, delicate jade fingers emitted a faint moonlight, catching the divine oracle and effortlessly neutralizing the divine power contained within it. She then handed it to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen put away the divine oracle, his gaze turning cold and stern. He pursued Chi Yao out of the Guanghan Divine Palace and stood at the palace's main gate, saying, "Chi Yao, let me give you something in return."
Zhang Ruochen took out the *Space-Time Secret Scripture* and opened the silver scroll.
"Hua la la."
The pages flipped rapidly.
Countless silver light screens materialized, cutting the surrounding area into dozens of separate, isolated spaces.
Immediately after, a towering divine palace rushed out from within the silver light screens.
From within the palace, waves of powerful sacred dao energy surged forth, causing the *Space-Time Secret Scripture* in Zhang Ruochen's hands to tremble violently. The sacred dao energy was too strong, and as it overlapped, even the *Space-Time Secret Scripture* struggled to suppress it.
The palace flew into midair, and the kings of Paradise Realm swarmed out like bees from a hive. One sacred artifact after another was activated, shining in their hands with the brilliant radiance of stars.
Looking up from the ground, one could witness the spectacular sight of "stars encircling the moon."
"Zhang Ruochen, how dare you suppress me, a king? Do you know who I am?"
"Only because you rely on a spatial secret treasure can you act so arrogantly. Now that I, a princess, am free, the first one I will kill is you."
"I, a divine son, knew that Zhang Ruochen wouldn't dare kill us. Haha! Let's all attack together and cut him down with our swords!"
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Having been suppressed by Zhang Ruochen within the palace had deeply wounded the pride of the arrogant Paradise Realm kings, and their anger and resentment had reached a boiling point.
However, they soon noticed that strands of divine qi were flowing through the air around them.
Following the direction of the divine qi, their gazes landed on Chi Yao and the Moon God.
The moment they saw them, their chests felt stifled, and they could barely breathe. The two women, beautiful as celestial maidens, were like the sun and moon in the sky, their light illuminating the entire universe.
Someone, trembling with terror, stammered, "It's... it's a god..."
Chi Yao's gaze was icy cold. Her invisible divine might surged outward like a massive wave in the sea, and she uttered two words: "How dare you."
"Bang, bang."
The Paradise Realm kings flying in midair fell like rain, crashing heavily to the ground.
Some of the saint kings immediately scrambled to their feet, kneeling and trembling in fear.
Others lacked even the strength to stand up from the ground.
Zhang Ruochen watched this scene from afar, his emotions complex. He thought to himself, "To ordinary cultivators, a saint king is already a supreme overlord, a legend of the sacred path. But before a god, they don't even have the strength to stand. Chi Yao was right—in her eyes, a saint king is no different from an ordinary, insignificant mortal."
Zhang Ruochen clenched his fists tightly, burning with a fierce desire to obtain immense power.
To cultivate and become a god, to stand as an equal with gods, was still far beyond his current cultivation level. But to gain the power to resist a god's might, to stand upright and speak with a god as an equal, might not be an unattainable dream.
Zhang Ruochen touched the divine oracle of Xumi Saint Monk, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
If he could find the Hunting God's Star Soul and control the Hunter's Eight Stars, then no matter how strong a god's might was, it could never crush him! Even Chi Yao could only kill him, but she could never humiliate him.
Zhang Ruochen raised his voice and said, "Chi Yao, these Paradise Realm saint kings before you killed a large number of Kunlun Realm's heroes. As the god of Kunlun Realm, how will you deal with them?"
He continued, "The cultivators of Kunlun Realm attacked Xumi's Dao Field on your orders. You could say they died because of you."
Zhang Ruochen's voice was vast and powerful, carrying for ten thousand miles. All the Guanghan Realm cultivators training in the Tongyou Sacred Domain could hear it clearly.
Many cultivators were startled, their gazes turning sharply toward Moon God Mountain.
From the direction of Moon God Mountain, an incredibly terrifying divine might was emanating.
"Chi Yao? Could it be the empress of Kunlun Realm?"
"It must be the empress. This divine might is completely different from the Moon God's—sharper and more domineering."
"Look! A large group of saint kings is kneeling on Moon God Mountain. Some are from the Angel Clan, some from the Elf Clan... Could they all have been captured by the divine envoy?"
"Do you think Empress Chi Yao will kill the Paradise Realm kings?"
An elderly saint king who had lived for over a thousand years shook his head and said, "Definitely not. Among the kneeling saint kings are the young leader of the Blood Battle Divine Hall, Xun Ya, and the divine son of the Ruiya Realm, Wang Xu. The others are either divine sons, divine daughters, imperial sons, or imperial daughters. If she kills them, Paradise Realm will never let it go. The current Kunlun Realm simply cannot afford to provoke Paradise Realm."
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Chi Yao had weathered countless storms. In an instant, she saw through Zhang Ruochen's intentions. She let out a long laugh and said, "Good, very good. Zhang Ruochen, this gift of yours is truly excellent! They dared to ambush and assassinate Kunlun Realm cultivators—that is a heinous crime. Today, I, the Empress, will personally judge them. A life for a life, blood for blood."
The Paradise Realm saint kings were all terrified, their faces turning pale.
It was over.
If a god wanted to kill them, they were doomed.
Just then, a deafening, deep divine voice came from the nine heavens above: "Empress, please show mercy."
"Hong long long."
In an instant, the sky grew dark, and layers of black clouds rolled in.
A star, 1,800 miles in diameter, pushed through the black clouds, slowly descending from beyond the sky and hovering above Moon God Mountain.
Upon closer inspection, it was not a star, but a black tower.
As the black tower appeared, billions of cold, gleaming rays of light filled the sky and earth. Each ray possessed the supreme power to shatter the heavens and split the earth.
A woman, bearing a strong resemblance to Wang Xu, emerged from the black tower. She wore a purple-gold battle armor, and behind her hovered a black vortex ten times larger than the tower itself.
This woman was Wang Xu's divine mother, the Nether God, Wang Hanyou.
The Nether God's gaze fell on Wang Xu, who was kneeling on the ground. She felt both a pang of heartache and a surge of anger.
"Empress, one must know when to forgive. Kunlun Realm has only just returned to the Heavenly Court, its foundation is unstable. Do you wish to incur the wrath of all?" the Nether God said, suppressing her anger and speaking calmly.
"I have no intention of incurring the wrath of all. I merely wish to judge some damned sinners. Nether God, have you come for your son, Wang Xu, or do you intend to take all the Paradise Realm saint kings away?"
Chi Yao had never met the Nether God before, but as a god, a single thought was enough to discern the other's identity.
The Nether God said, "You cannot afford to provoke Paradise Realm. If you are wise, hand over all the kings present to me. Perhaps the relationship between Kunlun Realm and Paradise Realm can still be somewhat eased."
Chi Yao sneered, "From the day I began my cultivation path, I never knew what it meant to be 'wise.' Perhaps, Nether God, you could teach me?"
The Nether God's eyes narrowed. She raised her voice and said, "This newly ascended god is far too arrogant, knowing neither the heights of heaven nor the depths of earth. She has no intention of compromising. Yan God, Four-Armor Blood Ancestor, why don't you show yourselves?"
"Hua la."
A ball of fire, hundreds of miles in diameter, exploded, forming a ring of flames.
The Yan God, radiating a three-colored light, stepped out from the center of the ring of fire. In an instant, the land for ten thousand miles below was melted by the heat emanating from his body, turning into a vast, continuous sea of red-hot magma.
Immediately after, a flying dragon, over seven hundred miles long, pulled a blood-red war chariot from hundreds of thousands of miles away, entering the Shatuo Heavenly Domain.
The flying dragon pulling the chariot was covered in countless tens of thousands of sacred dao rules. The aura it emitted forced all the half-saints, saints, and saint kings below to prostrate themselves on the ground.
The divine might surging from within the war chariot was even more terrifying. Wherever it passed, mountains collapsed, rivers dried up, and the earth sank.
In the span of a single breath, the flying dragon pulling the blood-red war chariot crossed hundreds of thousands of miles and arrived near Moon God Mountain.
Then, a burly old man with fiery red hair stepped down from the war chariot.
Beneath the burly old man's feet, a sea of blood automatically condensed, stretching tens of thousands of miles wide, pressing down upon the entire Tongyou Sacred Domain.
Wang Xu and the Paradise Realm saint kings were overjoyed. Since the Nether God, the Yan God, and the Four-Armor Blood Ancestor had arrived in person, the Kunlun Realm empress would surely not dare to kill them today and would have to release them obediently.
After all, that empress had only just become a god, her experience too shallow.
But the three gods of the Paradise Realm faction were all figures of great renown. Even the youngest, the Nether God, had cultivated for over thirty thousand years, accumulating immense power—far beyond what a new god could compare to.
The arrival of three gods who shook the Heavenly Court in the Shatuo Heavenly Domain terrified not only the cultivators of Guanghan Realm and Kunlun Realm, who trembled under the terrifying divine might, but also the cultivators of other major worlds in the Shatuo Heavenly Domain, such as the Great Demon Ten Directions Realm, the Purple Mansion Realm, and the Blade Prison Realm. They all lay prostrate on the ground, gripped by a fear that the end of the world was near.
The Nether God let out a cold, sharp laugh. No longer addressing Chi Yao as "Empress," she called her by name: "Chi Yao, hand over Wang Xu and the other saint kings and heroes of Paradise Realm. Today, I guarantee I will not make things too difficult for you."
The Yan God spoke, "The Heavenly Palace does not wish for internal conflict among the major worlds, so it has tacitly allowed us to come and retrieve the young heroes of Paradise Realm. I am willing to use sacred stones to buy their lives and compensate for Kunlun Realm's losses. If you are wise enough, you should choose to endure and compromise."
The burly old man, the Four-Armor Blood Ancestor, let out a cackling laugh before saying, "Paradise Realm is the ruling world of the Western Universe, governing all major worlds within it, including Kunlun Realm and Guanghan Realm. A mere new god like you should spend more effort guarding that already declining and pathetic Kunlun Realm. Stay put and don't stir up trouble. If you cross Paradise Realm's bottom line, you may not have a good ending."