Chapter 2772: True God Finger
In the Netherworld Nation, Wu Jiang's form split into countless figures, tens of thousands, beyond counting.
Each figure was a divine thought avatar.
All Wu Jiangs spoke simultaneously, their voices merging together: "Buddha Relic, All Beings Equal, is indeed remarkable. But can you, a mere Saint realm cultivator, truly understand the means of a True God?"
"To deal with you, I have brought one hundred thousand divine thoughts. Each divine thought is an avatar."
"With All Beings Equal, wouldn't you have to suppress your cultivation to the level of a single one of my divine thoughts? Can one defeat ten thousand?"
Those voices rose and fell like echoes.
Back then, the Black Heart Demon Lord had split into three thousand divine thoughts, condensing avatars with top-tier Great Saint level combat power. Although Wu Jiang's cultivation could not compare to the Black Heart Demon Lord who had survived an Eon Calamity, releasing one hundred thousand divine thoughts at once to form avatars was no small feat.
Zhang Ruochen showed no sign of panic. "I think it's more than just one hundred thousand divine thoughts, isn't it? Wu Jiang, I didn't expect you to cultivate so many divine thoughts in such a short time. But I regret to inform you, your divine thoughts have come at just the right time. I have great use for them."
The Devouring Spirit Insects had been feasting on a large number of divine corpses and were at a critical stage of advancing to the third generation.
The greatest ability of third-generation Devouring Spirit Insects was their spiritual power and soul attack methods.
If he could capture Wu Jiang's one hundred thousand divine thoughts and feed them to the Devouring Spirit Insects, there was a high chance they would fully evolve into the third generation.
Yan Wushen burst out from the ice layer and returned to the stone temple. "If we can destroy his one hundred thousand divine thoughts, his soul will surely suffer severe damage."
"Ten Thousand Ages Return to One, Space and Time Separated."
Zhang Ruochen put away the Buddha Relic, and all his Sacred Dao rules surged out from his body, condensing into the Ten Thousand Ages Return to One Dao Domain, covering the Netherworld Nation.
"Boom, rumble."
One by one, the death cities within the Netherworld Nation collapsed. The Yama Clan Supreme Realm Great Saints who had been suppressed beneath the cities broke free one after another. They hated Wu Jiang to the bone and each unleashed Sacred Arts, attacking Wu Jiang's divine thoughts.
If Wu Jiang's one hundred thousand divine thoughts were united, they would be unstoppable.
But now, all one hundred thousand divine thoughts were scattered. When they tried to reunite, they found that Zhang Ruochen's Ten Thousand Ages Return to One Dao Domain had split this heaven and earth into countless different spaces.
Battle erupted.
How could the separated divine thought avatars stand against the dozens of furious Yama Clan Supreme Realm Great Saints?
"Cut down Wu Jiang's divine thoughts and avenge the fallen Yama Clan cultivators!"
"Wu Jiang has gone too far."
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Zhang Ruochen said, "Everyone, don't destroy Wu Jiang's divine thoughts just yet. Please help me collect them. I have great use for them."
From within the pitch-black Netherworld Nation, a thunderous divine voice rang out: "You think you can destroy this god's divine thoughts? You're not qualified."
A divine light shot out from the ice layer, fast as a meteor.
The divine light was unstoppable, continuously piercing through the space walls of Zhang Ruochen's Dao Domain. In an instant, it gathered tens of thousands of divine thoughts.
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes and saw clearly that within the divine light was a finger.
On the finger, divine pattern runes coiled, and the fluctuation of energy was powerful.
Zhang Ruochen said, "It's one of Wu Jiang's True God fingers, containing surging blood energy and a large number of divine pattern runes."
Blood Butcher scratched his head. "I didn't expect Wu Jiang to be such a ruthless character, cutting off his own finger. Using the finger as an avatar, once he retrieves all one hundred thousand divine thoughts, it will be very troublesome."
"This isn't ruthlessness at all. It's clearly greed. He'll stop at nothing to seize Zhang Ruochen's treasures," Yan Ting said.
After this incident, Yan Ting's impression of Zhang Ruochen had improved considerably.
After all, Wu Jiang had suppressed the Yama Clan Great Saints. Their life or death had nothing to do with Zhang Ruochen. Yet Zhang Ruochen was willing to take the initiative to rush out of the stone temple and rescue these Yama Clan Great Saints.
This required taking great risks.
From this, it seemed that although Zhang Ruochen was romantic and passionate, he was also passionate and righteous, not the kind of treacherous person who would abandon allies at a critical moment.
"Bang!"
Yan Wushen charged into the Ten Thousand Ages Return to One Dao Domain. Brilliant light shone above his head, and from within the light, a stone bridge shot out, crashing into the True God finger and intercepting it.
The stone bridge was none other than the Naihe Bridge.
"Origin Dao Tower!"
The Origin rules within Yan Wushen surged forth, condensing into an Origin Dao Tower of countless layers, radiating white divine light. It absorbed the True God finger into the tower.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
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Within the tower, loud noises rang out continuously, shaking violently.
"Suppress!"
The Naihe Bridge spanned heaven and earth, pressing down on top of the Origin Dao Tower. The secret patterns on the bridge all lit up, crushing the Netherworld Nation below into two broken Dao domain worlds.
The divine thoughts within the Ten Thousand Ages Return to One Dao Domain were all collected by the Yama Clan Supreme Realm Great Saints and suppressed.
Zhang Ruochen arrived beneath the Origin Dao Tower and glanced at Yan Wushen. "Open the tower door. I'll deal with it."
"Senior Brother, stay calm! Although Wu Jiang is a new god, I think his combat power is stronger than many mid-rank gods. Even just a finger has boundless might," Blood Butcher called out from afar.
"It's just a True God finger. What's there to fear?"
Although Zhang Ruochen said this, he did not underestimate the True God finger. The Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror flew out on its own, hovering before him.
"Alright, open the tower."
Yan Wushen clearly had absolute trust in Zhang Ruochen.
The Origin Dao Tower dispersed, transforming into streams of Origin rules and energy that surged back into Yan Wushen's body.
"Zhang Ruochen, next time we meet, you won't be so lucky!" Wu Jiang shouted like this.
The True God finger transformed into a divine light, shooting toward the ice layer above.
Clearly, Wu Jiang knew that with only over ten thousand divine thoughts and a True God finger, he was no match for Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen. So he could only leave in anger.
"Capture!"
A ball of flame flew down from above, enveloping the True God finger.
The flame condensed into armor pieces, like a layer of armor.
It was the Flame God Armor!
Zhang Ruochen's figure flickered, appearing above the Flame God Armor. He stomped down, suppressing the True God finger to the ground. Then, Yan Wushen stepped onto the Naihe Bridge and pressed down.
"Boom!"
The True God's body was enormous.
The True God finger fully manifested, six or seven hundred meters long, like a mountain peak lying on the ground, with very dense divine energy.
Amid Wu Jiang's screams, Zhang Ruochen extracted all the divine thoughts from the True God finger, one by one, and stored them in the mirror space of the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror.
There were still remnant souls struggling within the True God finger, but they were no longer a threat.
Blood Butcher was the first to rush over. "Senior Brother, let me handle the cleanup! I'll refine this True God finger. My Fire Path has reached the divine level, and the Great Slaughter Divine Fire shakes the Heavenly Court and Hell. I guarantee no hidden dangers will remain."
Zhang Ruochen was busy refining Wu Jiang's divine thoughts to feed the Devouring Spirit Insects, and Yan Wushen needed to check the injuries of the Yama Clan Supreme Realm Great Saints. So neither wanted to waste time dealing with Wu Jiang's True God finger.
Thus, they tossed it to Blood Butcher.
"Make sure it's handled cleanly. Otherwise, Wu Jiang's true body might track us down in the Abyss of Darkness based on the residual aura of the True God finger," Zhang Ruochen instructed.
"Don't worry. When have I ever messed up?"
Blood Butcher was extremely excited. He had already taken out a treasure bestowed by the Death God Venerable and began collecting the divine blood from the True God finger. With this treasure, he could shield against a True God's perception.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the gourd-shaped treasure and thought to himself, This guy has quite a few treasures hidden on him.
It didn't take much time for Zhang Ruochen to refine Wu Jiang's one hundred thousand divine thoughts one by one and toss them into the copper coffin containing the Devouring Spirit Insects. Inside the coffin, there were still divine corpses and two serpent-type strange beast corpses that hadn't been fully devoured.
Being hunted in the Abyss of Darkness seemed dangerous, but Zhang Ruochen was actually enjoying it, as he could collect plenty of divine food for the Devouring Spirit Insects.
Of course, the prerequisite was that he never encountered a True God.
The Yama Clan had suffered heavy losses. Just a few days into the Abyss of Darkness, nine Supreme Realm Great Saints had already fallen.
Although they had entered the Abyss of Darkness prepared to die, their emotions were still affected. Everyone was gloomy.
No one knew if they could reach their destination, the Great Dark Mountain, or even the rendezvous point with the True God, the Ancient Desolate Ruins City.
Yan Ting found Yan Wushen, her eyes red. "The Great Dark Mountain is ethereal and elusive. In the classics, there are only fragmentary records. Finding it will be as difficult as reaching the heavens. Moreover, the old clan leader may not even be at the Great Dark Mountain. He might have already..."
"What are you trying to say?" Yan Wushen asked.
Yan Ting glanced at Zhang Ruochen and Blood Butcher in the distance. "Instead of searching for a place that may not even exist, it's better to seize the powerful force right in front of us."
Yan Wushen's gaze turned toward the stone temple.
Yan Ting continued, "Back then, Yinsnow Tian's cultivation suppressed the Yellow Spring Star River. No one among the ten clans could match her. The Snow Domain Star Sea Divine Army she forged has never truly appeared in the Hell Realm, and there are no records of its battles. But as you just saw, those human cocoons are terrifying, and there are countless of them."
"If we can awaken them and make them serve us, with this divine army, our Dark Abyss Yan Clan can not only protect ourselves but even intimidate a stretch of the starry sky. We will no longer fear the Tiantian Yan Clan or the Darkness Temple."
"In recent years, if not for the Destiny Temple balancing the various forces of the Hell Realm, and if not for the possibility that the old ancestor may not be dead, our Dark Abyss Yan Clan would have been wiped out long ago."
"But how long can this superficial friendship and closeness last with the war between the Heavenly Court and Hell? They won't want the clan leader to break through to the God Venerable level, and they certainly won't want us to grow and develop."
"This is an opportunity. Perhaps our only opportunity!"
Yan Ting's words touched Yan Wushen's heart, plunging him into deep thought.
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On the other side, Hai Shui came before Zhang Ruochen. "We need to leave quickly. Wu Jiang's avatar can find this place, and the strange beasts will definitely come looking too."
"Moreover, I heard them say that a false god from the Darkness Temple escaped, and a very powerful one at that. There's a chance he'll come here too. And the mysterious strong one who killed the Darkness Temple false god is also a potential threat."
"The battle fluctuations just now were intense. They will definitely attract nearby enemies."
Zhang Ruochen showed a surprised expression, pressed his palms together in a Buddhist greeting, and said, "Little Master Hai Shui, why are you in such a hurry to leave? The stone temple is protected by celestial patterns. Wouldn't it be safer to stay here?"
"That's right, Senior Brother has the Buddha Relic. He can attack and defend," Blood Butcher said.
Blood Butcher had always felt that this little nun was suspicious and not a good person, even though he himself was no saint.