Chapter 2754: The Master of the False God
Blood Butcher could no longer control his mouth, his tongue thick and loose as he said, "You all should know, Wujiang has always been deeply in love with Bore Goddess, a true hopeless romantic."
"But after arriving at the Life-and-Death Boundary Star, he unexpectedly discovered my senior brother and Bore Goddess meeting in secret. His mental state instantly collapsed, as if struck by five thunderbolts. He actually disregarded the rule that gods must not interfere in mortal affairs and wanted to kill my senior brother."
"Yet Bore Goddess's heart is entirely devoted to my senior brother, so naturally she had to stop him."
"When Wujiang saw Bore Goddess fighting him for my senior brother's sake, his anger burned even more fiercely. As they say, the deeper the love, the deeper the hatred. This battle ultimately spiraled out of control, leading to the fall of three gods from the Nether Hall."
A Divine Son sighed, "A bloodbath triggered by the word 'love.' Tragic, truly tragic!"
It was unclear whether he meant Wujiang was tragic, or the three fallen gods were tragic.
Blood Butcher let out a sigh of regret: "Although Wujiang is of noble status and extraordinary talent, compared to my senior brother, he is utterly lackluster. Ridiculous—he let love turn to hate, wanting to destroy Bore Goddess. Truly overestimating himself, and he deserves his current fate."
"Wujiang wanted to destroy Bore Goddess? What does that mean?" the Divine Son asked curiously.
Blood Butcher shook his head, "How would I know what he intended? You understand—a cultivator whose mental state has collapsed and is burning with jealousy is no different from a madman. They are capable of anything."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Zi Ling Goddess asked, "Why did Zhang Ruochen, the Sword God, suddenly come to the Life-and-Death Boundary Star? What is he planning? I heard he is cursed and can never break through to become a god in this life. Is his visit here related to that?"
Blood Butcher jolted as if suddenly sobering up, his gaze sharpening as he stared at Zi Ling Goddess. "Did I... say anything I shouldn't have just now?"
Zi Ling Goddess studied Blood Butcher carefully, surprised that his cultivation was so profound that he had sobered up so quickly.
She quickly replied, "No, nothing."
"Nothing! The Divine Son said nothing at all," the others chimed in.
"That's good, that's good."
Blood Butcher wore a worried expression, quickly stood up, and clasped his hands in salute. "Farewell, everyone! If I said anything inappropriate earlier, I beg you all to keep it secret. I implore you!"
After Blood Butcher left the One Tree Smoke Cloud Wine House, streams of messages turned into light talismans and rapidly spread far and wide.
On the other side, the Nether Clan cultivators Blood Butcher had dispatched also spread the rumors.
Compared to Blood Butcher's "drunken slip" at the One Tree Smoke Cloud Wine House, the rumors spread by these Nether Clan cultivators caused some impact, but true strongmen merely laughed them off, paying them no heed.
Nutian Shenzun was Xumi Saint Monk?
Bore Goddess was a cultivator from the Kunlun Realm?
There was no more ridiculous joke than this.
In the eyes of these strongmen, the Nether Hall had lost three gods in a row on the Life-and-Death Boundary Star, suffering heavy losses. Unable to retaliate openly, they had resorted to this foolish tactic out of spite.
Indeed, it was a foolish move.
All cultivators could see they were targeting Bore Goddess.
If Bore Goddess, as the strongest goddess of the Destiny Temple in this eon, could be toppled so easily, that would be the real surprise.
Luo, the Fourth Son of the Ghost Lord, stood atop the One Tree Smoke Cloud Wine House, overlooking the brightly lit holy city below. His voice was deep and somber: "Xumi Saint Monk was besieged and killed by the gods back then. How could he still be alive? The Nether Hall actually tries to shift the blame onto Nutian Shenzun—truly idiotic."
Across from him, Nan Sheng sneered with disdain: "Bore Goddess was brought back to Fate Divine Mountain by Nutian Shenzun after all. Since they claim she is a cultivator from the Kunlun Realm, they naturally have to give Nutian Shenzun an identity."
"I wonder who is in charge of the Nether Hall on the Life-and-Death Boundary Star. Using such methods against Bore Goddess is hardly clever," Luo said.
Nan Sheng replied, "If the Nether Hall cultivators were smart enough, how could they have lost three gods in a row? To kill Zhang Ruochen, we still have to rely on ourselves."
Yuan, the Third Son of the Ghost Lord, was a representative figure of the eon level, yet she failed to cross the divine tribulation.
Half a year ago, she failed her tribulation and was annihilated in both form and spirit.
In contrast, Luo, who was slightly less talented, had stepped into the divine realm a hundred years ago.
High talent does not necessarily guarantee a bright future or extraordinary achievements.
The countless variables in this world have slain many heroes.
It is worth mentioning that on the banks of the Santu River, Blood Butcher killed all nine Nether Clan cultivators he had sent to spread the rumors, reducing them to a handful of bone ash scattered into the river.
"Brothers, I, Blood Butcher, will do everything in my power to take care of your clans."
...
At the Divine Maiden Tower in Qiyuan Holy City.
In the Tianxin Courtyard.
Zhang Ruochen retrieved the headless divine corpse of the Nine-Toothed Wolf God General, which had been suppressed in the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror. He extracted the residual divine soul from the corpse, turning it into a ball of shimmering soul light.
The headless divine corpse was thrown by Zhang Ruochen into the bronze coffin used to nurture the Devouring Divine Insects.
Zhang Ruochen had always cultivated the Devouring Divine Insects as an important trump card.
Ever since they devoured half of a divine corpse from a god at the cosmic borderlands, the Devouring Divine Insects had evolved one generation, greatly increasing their devouring and defensive capabilities, and they now carried potent poison.
Zhang Ruochen called them the second-generation Devouring Divine Insects.
Earlier, the Devouring Divine Insects had feasted on the corpse of the false god "Chu Han" from the Sword God Realm, showing signs of further evolution.
Thus, Zhang Ruochen decided to provide them with enough divine corpse flesh and blood to push the evolution forward. If they could fully evolve to the third generation, perhaps the swarm of Devouring Divine Insects could pose a life-threatening threat to true gods.
Next, Zhang Ruochen summoned the divine corpse battle general refined by Xuanli Master and studied it carefully.
This divine corpse was severely decayed, clearly belonging to a false god when alive. The divine nature it contained was incomparable to that of a true god's corpse. Moreover, there was no divine source within the corpse.
The corpse was covered in numerous profound inscriptions and divine patterns, used to control the body.
The divine patterns on the corpse were quite sophisticated, not like the work of Xuanli Master. They likely came from a more powerful figure.
Before long, Zhang Ruochen lost interest in studying the corpse and set it aside.
"Blood Butcher should not run into any trouble. It's time to set out for the Abyss of Darkness."
Zhang Ruochen trusted Blood Butcher's handling of matters.
As long as the news spread, even if Wujiang escaped from the Corpse Sea Forbidden Zone, he would be nothing to fear. There was no need for Zhang Ruochen to stay on the Life-and-Death Boundary Star any longer.
Zhang Ruochen pushed open the door and released his spiritual power to sense his surroundings.
He found that only Xiao Hei remained in the Tianxin Courtyard. Guye Jing and Bore were nowhere to be seen.
Both were powerful true gods with deep backgrounds, so Zhang Ruochen was not worried about their safety. Even if the divine-level strongmen of the Nether Hall had come to the Life-and-Death Boundary Star, they would have to think twice before targeting them.
A young woman in red robes, carrying a fragrant aura, arrived outside the Tianxin Courtyard.
She was elegant and serene, her skin fair with a rosy glow. "Young Master Ruochen, my master wishes to meet with you."
"Who is your master?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The young woman in red smiled faintly. "Forgive me, Xiao Xiao cannot answer that. If you go, you will naturally know who my master is."
Xiao Hei, who had been sitting under a tree studying two fragments of a dark formation scroll, suddenly stood up and shouted coldly, "No! If Zhang Ruochen is to meet anyone, your master should come to see him."
Xiao Hei secretly transmitted a message to Zhang Ruochen: "Be careful. This woman is quite strange. Don't fall into a trap."
Zhang Ruochen nodded. He was well aware that he was in the spotlight and could not afford to meet unknown figures lightly.
The young woman in red said, "Very well. I will relay this to my master."
She slowly departed, leaving a trail of fragrance behind.
Zhang Ruochen stared at her retreating figure. "What did you notice?"
Xiao Hei stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Ruochen, looking in the same direction. His voice was deep: "What kind of place is the Divine Maiden Tower? It's a place for men. With such stunning beauty and not particularly high cultivation, she moves freely through the Divine Maiden Tower. That means her master must be a god."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head with a smile. "She is a disciple of the Goddess Twelve Pavilions, and her cultivation is quite advanced—she is a false god."
"Even I couldn't tell, but you could?" Xiao Hei asked in surprise.
Zhang Ruochen said, "In the Goddess Twelve Pavilions, besides the twelve pavilion masters, who else could be the master of a false god?"
"Could her master be White Queen?" Xiao Hei exclaimed, immediately looking up and scanning the surroundings.
At the same time, he extended his spiritual power to probe.
The mere thought that a legendary figure like White Queen might be in this very Divine Maiden Tower made it impossible for him to stay calm.
Although Zhang Ruochen had the same guess, he remained very composed. At his current level of cultivation, before an existence like White Queen, he was nothing more than an ant.
Since he was here, he would take things as they came.
"Boom!"
The ground shook.
A section of the wall of the Tianxin Courtyard was shattered by a dark palm print, sending dirt and stones flying.
Yan Ting strode in through the broken wall, shouting coldly, "Zhang Ruochen, do you dare accept my challenge?"
Zhang Ruochen, who had been deep in thought, looked at the intruder with a strange expression.
"How dare you!"
Xiao Hei's body erupted with powerful divine energy, surging toward Yan Ting.
Even if Yan Ting was a peak half-god, being struck by Xiao Hei's divine energy would mean instant death.
Wen Chu, holding a tobacco pipe, stepped out from behind Yan Ting. He blew out a puff of white smoke, dispersing Xiao Hei's divine energy, and bowed respectfully. "Young Master Ruochen, Prince Xia, we are on the same side."
"You know who I am?" Xiao Hei asked in surprise.
Wen Chu smiled. "A prince personally appointed by the monarch of the Xia Dynasty, the sole son of Xia Divine Emperor. If the Yama Clan didn't know that, wouldn't the title of supreme clan be wasted?"
"You are a god of the Yama Clan?" Xiao Hei asked.
Wen Chu corrected him, "The Dark Abyss Yan Clan."
"And her?" Xiao Hei pointed at Yan Ting.
Wen Chu showed a hint of embarrassment. "This is..."
"I am the one who will teach Zhang Ruochen a lesson! Remember my name—Yan Ting."
Yan Ting transformed into a streak of dark light, executing the Phantom Sound Palm Technique, charging straight at Zhang Ruochen like a gust of cold wind.