# Chapter 2479: Divine Son, Divine Daughter
The extremely fierce blade fell, a thousand miles of earth sank, and the world became turbid, as if transformed into the chaotic scene at the beginning of heaven and earth's creation.
The silver lightning did not immediately dissipate; it continued to weave through heaven and earth, its energy fluctuations extremely intense.
All cultivators present, including Supreme Realm Great Saints, were dodging, not daring to touch it. One must know that the High Priest of the Fierce Horror Divine Palace and two Dharma Kings had all died under Blood Spirit Immortal's electric light.
Wu Yue Ming Huang, who had been sent flying by the stone sword, landed a thousand miles away. His figure remained upright as he gazed at the interwoven silver lightning in the pitch-black chaotic space, his expression grave. "Divine ability, Extreme Terror Lightning."
On the back of the Xuanwu Divine Corpse.
Duan Lingfeng's expression changed. "Formidable. I'm afraid even Wu Ma Jiuxing might not be his match. This person's strength exceeds my estimates."
"The Fierce Horror High Priest has fallen just like that? Two Dharma Kings, directly reduced to ashes? Supreme Realm Great Saints are called eternally peerless, with gods not appearing, they are nearly immortal, representing the strongest in the mortal world. Why isn't their vitality that powerful?" Shang Yue was stunned, slightly dazed.
Duan Lingfeng said, "If a Supreme Realm Great Saint is determined to flee, or threatens to self-destruct their Sacred Source, indeed, with gods not appearing, they are nearly immortal. However, experts of Wu Ma Jiuxing and Blood Spirit Immortal's caliber are too powerful, not much weaker than gods. They can no longer be called Supreme Realm Great Saints."
False gods are also gods.
The Supreme Realm Great Saints from the Heavenly Fate Department and the Four Great Divine Palaces, totaling more than twenty, now all regarded Blood Spirit Immortal as a supreme great enemy.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
...
One after another, bright Gates of Destiny, like more than twenty blazing suns, shone toward Blood Spirit Immortal.
Countless Fate Rules, like trillions of shackles, fell upon Blood Spirit Immortal's body.
The territory that had become ruined, chaotic, and dark was reshaped under the illumination of Fate Light.
The turbid sank, the clear rose.
Spiritual mountains rose, sacred lakes rippled.
The world became a vibrant immortal realm, but it was a cage, suppressing Blood Spirit Immortal within.
Illuminated by the Gates of Destiny of more than twenty Supreme Realm Great Saints, even a top-tier Great Saint would have their power diminished, their cultivation lost, eventually becoming a mortal.
Zhang Ruochen was worried. Although Blood Spirit Immortal was strong, he absolutely could not simultaneously contend against more than twenty Supreme Realm Great Saints.
Those who could be called Supreme—who among them was weak?
Back in Kunlun Realm, when the Blood God Sect faced its extinction crisis, Blood Spirit Immortal had awakened once, using a Sacred Thought body to help Zhang Ruochen out of trouble. Thus, Zhang Ruochen had a good impression of him.
"Hmph!"
On the stone sword of the *Wordless Sword Manual* in Blood Spirit Immortal's hand, densely packed golden characters emerged.
Each character transformed into a small golden figure wielding a sword.
In an instant, a skyward sword qi erupted, severing all the Fate Rules enveloping him.
The golden light formed a path of light, breaking through the Fate Light, striking a Supreme Realm Great Saint.
"Boom!"
Instantly, the Gate of Destiny behind that Supreme Realm Great Saint shattered, blood splattered, their aura extinguished, with only fragments of Sacred Armor falling from the sky.
"He actually broke through the Fate Light! Is that stone sword in his hand really just a sword manual?" Some cultivators were shocked into blankness, feeling that the man holding the stone sword was a god of the world, unmatched.
Below the divine realm, who could fight him?
"Attack together! Today, we must diminish the might of the Destiny Temple!"
"Fight! Seize the Celestial Pivot Needle."
"Haha! Canghai Ming Huang is mine. Today, we settle the accounts from back then."
...
The top experts of the Ten Dark Powers each activated powerful war artifacts, unleashing talismans and Sacred Arts, striking at the more than twenty Gates of Destiny suspended in the sky.
The rules of heaven and earth for tens of thousands of miles were once again thrown into chaos.
Space shattered, the earth sank.
The Ten Dark Powers didn't care who ultimately obtained the Celestial Pivot Needle, as long as it didn't fall into the Destiny Temple's hands. Otherwise, they would continue to be unable to sleep or eat in peace, living in daily terror.
Of course, if the Celestial Pivot Needle could fall into their hands, that would be best.
Blood Spirit Immortal completely broke free from the Fate Rules, walking toward Gong Nanfeng and the three High Priests. The radiance emanating from his body turned heaven and earth silver.
That killing intent and ruthlessness were enough to chill even a Great Saint to the bone.
The three High Priests each summoned their divine palace's town-palace war artifacts, mobilizing power to activate them. Instantly, three Supreme Sacred Artifacts erupted with supreme might, three Gates of Destiny rose slowly, and three Dao Domains formed three world images.
Any one of the three High Priests was a figure who shook the eight directions, receiving worship from millions of cultivators upon arriving in a realm.
Now, with the three joining forces, they were still a fraction weaker than Blood Spirit Immortal in momentum.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Blood Spirit Immortal stepped into the Dao Domains of the three High Priests, using his own rules to clash with their rules, creating successive explosive sounds, like thunder, like divine roars.
The three Supreme Sacred Artifacts collided with the *Wordless Sword Manual* stone sword, unleashing chaotic power that made mountains hundreds of thousands of miles away shake, as if about to collapse.
Stars beyond the heavens also trembled, as if about to fall.
Neither the three Supreme Sacred Artifacts nor the three Dao Domains could stop Blood Spirit Immortal's advance, the distance constantly narrowing.
Bore and Que planned to immediately take Gong Nanfeng away, but Gong Nanfeng insisted on staying. "Which cultivator of the Destiny Temple would retreat in cowardice?"
"The three High Priests can't stop Blood Spirit Immortal. Since you won't flee, then take out the divine artifact. Use it to suppress and kill him," Que said coldly.
Gong Nanfeng shook his head. "Unless absolutely necessary, the divine artifact cannot be lightly moved."
"This is the time of absolute necessity," Que said.
Gong Nanfeng shook his head, pointing to the edge of the sky.
At the edge of the sky, flames burned, emitting a dazzling radiance, like evening glow appearing.
Wu Yue Ming Huang rushed out from the rosy evening glow, shouting, "The Heavenly Fate Department guards the Destiny Temple. Whoever dares to offend, killed without mercy."
Holding the Heavenly Fate Halberd, he pierced through Blood Spirit Immortal's silver Dao Domain. The flames in his eyes were blazing, erupting with unparalleled destructive power.
Around the Heavenly Fate Halberd, the phantom of the Destiny Temple appeared.
The power of the divine temple crossed space and time, blessing him.
"Trouble! Blood Spirit Immortal, contending against three High Priests alone, is already quite strained. Wu Yue Ming Huang's halberd strike, carrying the divine temple qi of the Destiny Temple, has overwhelming power. Blood Spirit Immortal..."
Zhang Ruochen looked toward Haitang Popo, wondering why, at such a critical moment, she still hadn't acted.
Was there a hidden expert restraining her?
Wu Yue Ming Huang was the strongest below the Destiny Temple's Zhuo Yunong, the foremost of the Ten Ming Huangs, with combat power at the peak below the divine realm. Wielding a Supreme Sacred Artifact and erupting with divine temple power, this halberd strike—even Wu Ma Jiuxing, without using his war blade, would have to go all out to receive it.
The three High Priests naturally also understood that Wu Yue Ming Huang's halberd strike was a killing move, capable of threatening even false gods to a certain extent.
Therefore, they unleashed even fiercer attacks, preventing Blood Spirit Immortal from diverting his attention.
"Boom!"
The Heavenly Fate Halberd struck a hundred zhang from Blood Spirit Immortal. In the void, blood-red cocoon nets appeared.
It was the defense of the Undying Blood Silkworm.
With a "bang," Wu Yue Ming Huang, with unparalleled force, pierced through the cocoon net.
The Heavenly Fate Halberd thrust straight toward Blood Spirit Immortal's back. The sacred robe on his body instantly shattered, turning to dust.
Wu Yue Ming Huang thought he had succeeded, that one strike could kill Blood Spirit Immortal.
Suddenly, he discovered that on Blood Spirit Immortal's back were imprinted two patterns, like butterfly wings.
The Heavenly Fate Halberd struck them. Blood Spirit Immortal's body exploded, transforming into thousands of blood-red flying butterflies. The butterflies quickly reassembled in midair, condensing into his figure.
Now, Blood Spirit Immortal had returned to his human-headed, serpent-bodied form, with a pair of blood-red butterfly wings on his back.
His complexion was slightly pale, clearly not having completely neutralized Wu Yue Ming Huang's earlier strike, but his eyes became even more fierce. Both hands gripped the stone sword.
The sword body, like a mountain ridge, slashed down.
"Boom!"
Wu Yue Ming Huang couldn't receive this strike. The skin on his body instantly burst, and he was sent deep into the ground. His body was reduced to just a skeleton and some flesh and blood, ferocious and terrifying, severely injured.
"How can he be this strong..."
This thought had just passed through Wu Yue Ming Huang's mind.
Blood Spirit Immortal's second sword had already slashed down. With a crash, Wu Yue Ming Huang's arms and spine shattered, his skeleton collapsed, turning into a pile of unrecognizable flesh and blood, losing all human form.
Blood Spirit Immortal was about to slash down a third sword, completely extinguishing Wu Yue Ming Huang's vitality.
Suddenly, sensing something, he stopped, stone sword in hand, and looked up at the pitch-black clouds. "The Destiny Temple claims to be number one under heaven, supreme and unrivaled. What, to deal with me, you want to resort to sneak attacks?"
If he had slashed down that sword, the person hidden in the clouds would definitely have taken the opportunity to strike.
That person's threat was even greater than Wu Yue Ming Huang's.
"What?"
"Someone is hidden in the clouds? How is that possible? Why didn't I sense it?"
...
The Great Saints of the Ten Dark Powers, including Duan Lingfeng and others on the back of the Xuanwu Divine Corpse, were all drenched in cold sweat, because they had no awareness whatsoever. How high must the other party's cultivation be to evade their perception?
Duan Lingfeng's spiritual power was strong. After careful sensing, his expression changed, and he muttered to himself, "How could it be him?"
"Whoosh"
In the black clouds, a starry sky appeared.
The starry sky was very close to the ground. Huge planets were clearly visible, emitting a momentum as powerful as real planets.
A man draped in a yellow robe stood at the center of the starry sky, divine might vast on his body, his stature reaching thousands of zhang, like a god descending. He raised his hand, and the extremely fierce blade that had fallen into the earth flew into his hand.
He caressed the extremely fierce blade, saying lightly, "Killing the High Priest of the Fierce Horror Divine Palace—you have committed an unforgivable grave sin."
Fu Lu High Priest was both surprised and delighted. "How could it be him? He actually came to Ice King Star too."
The Great Saints of the Ten Dark Powers, seeing the man standing at the center of the starry sky, were all terrified, filled with dread, and some even regretted coming to seize the Celestial Pivot Needle today.
How could the Destiny Temple not know someone would come to seize the Celestial Pivot Needle?
Deliberately fishing, how could they not set up a heaven-and-earth net?
But now, regret was too late. If they didn't take the Celestial Pivot Needle, they would certainly have to bear the wrath of the Destiny Temple next. They couldn't escape, couldn't hide.
Under the Celestial Pivot Needle, everything was exposed.
Blood Spirit Immortal said, "Who comes?"
"Destiny Temple, Starfall." The man treading the starry sky said.
Zhang Ruochen showed a look of realization. No wonder his might was so powerful, making all Great Saints change color. This person was actually the former Divine Son of the Destiny Temple, Starfall.
Every thousand years, the Destiny Temple selected a Divine Son or Divine Daughter.
Some cultivated to become gods, others, after a thousand years, retreated behind the scenes, disappearing from the world.
Starfall was one of the Divine Sons who had not yet broken through to the divine realm.
He possessed a divine body, could mobilize divine power, but had not reached the divine realm, because he was a corpse cultivator—a new spirit born after a god's death.
Not breaking through to the divine realm was not because he wasn't strong enough. After all, someone who could become a Divine Son of the Destiny Temple was certainly the top existence of that era, and could obtain cultivation resources ordinary people couldn't.
Some cultivators had an incomplete state of mind.
Some wanted to accumulate deeper. That way, after becoming a god, the number of their Star Soul Divine Thrones would be greater.
Some had unfinished worldly matters and were unwilling to become gods.
...
Starfall's appearance made all cultivators of the Destiny Temple feel relieved.
Wu Yue Ming Huang, who had been beaten into a pile of minced meat, propped his body back up, restoring his original form, but he was extremely weak. The three High Priests received him, and he swallowed a Sacred Pill, beginning to heal.
The two swords Blood Spirit Immortal had slashed had nearly destroyed his foundation for becoming a god.
Bore stared at Gong Nanfeng. "Divine Son Starfall—did you invite him?"
Gong Nanfeng, with an apologetic expression, smiled ingratiatingly. "Divine Daughter, please don't blame me. After all, whether it's encircling the Ten Dark Powers or searching for the Origin Divine Temple, both are of great importance and cannot afford any mistakes."
Bore said, "Who else has come?"
Gong Nanfeng pointed to the seven-colored cloud in the distance.
On the seven-colored cloud, besides the stooped Haitang Popo, a woman had appeared. She was extremely mysterious, radiating dark light, and no one could see her features clearly.
"Divine Daughter, Yu Qianchen." Bore said.
All Divine Sons and Divine Daughters who retired after a thousand years would disappear from the world, thereafter focusing on cultivation and enlightenment. Before becoming gods, they would no longer interfere in any matters of the Destiny Temple or the Hell Realm.
If former Divine Sons and Divine Daughters had too high a presence, it would not be good for the Destiny Temple, causing internal strife between old and new. At the same time, it would damage the authority of the new Divine Daughter.
This was the reason Gong Nanfeng expressed his apology to Bore.
Starfall spoke loudly: "Now, the Destiny Temple has only one Divine Daughter. All cultivators must obey her orders. There is no longer a Divine Son Starfall in this world. I should not have appeared here. However, you cultivators of the Ten Dark Powers, taking advantage of the Destiny Temple's transition between old and new, and the opening of the Jade Desolate Realm, want to seize the divine artifact—this is undoubtedly a capital crime."
"Divine Daughter, please give the order. Today, the Destiny Temple will surely annihilate all heretics present."
Yu Qianchen, standing opposite Haitang Popo, grabbed the Ghost God Mask from across the void and directly put it on her face. Instantly, the momentum on her slender body rose step by step, as if a god had possessed her.
The Fierce Horror High Priest could only activate the Ghost God Mask, but she dared to directly wear the mask on her face, making it a part of her combat power. The gap between the two was self-evident.
She was also waiting for Bore to give the order.
"Then let it be war!" Bore said.