# Chapter 2788: Ghost Clan Great God
The Three-Life Gate stood nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine zhang tall, with Buddhist patterns interwoven and light blazing hot.
Although Cloud Azure Ancient Buddha had long since fallen, beneath the Three-Life Gate, life energy still flourished abundantly. The golden Buddha energy had liquefied, forming a golden lake-sea. On the surface of this golden lake-sea grew golden-leaf bodhi trees, all sacred trees of the Buddhist sect.
Meditating beneath these trees could yield twice the results with half the effort.
Bore, Fengchen Sword God, and Xiao Hei were all true gods, but when they reached several dozen li from the Three-Life Gate, they could no longer advance.
Ahead, God-Venerable-level divine patterns floated, and golden rule divine patterns like dragons and snakes swirled between heaven and earth. Continuing forward would surely invite attack. The power of a God-Venerable was something they could not yet withstand.
Bore stepped across the surface of the liquid golden lake, arriving beside a floating crystal of ice dozens of meters long, and sensed a powerful yin-cold aura.
Within the ice, Kongli Canghai's face was twisted in pain, his body nearly curled into a ball.
She extended a finger, reaching toward the ice block.
"Hua!"
Strands of black ghost patterns emerged, erupting with divine force, rebounding her hand and sending her body stumbling back two steps.
"Ghost God Yin Ice! Such strong ghost-fiend aura, everyone be careful, there is a Ghost Clan divine realm powerhouse nearby..."
Bore had just activated her Gate of True Self when a finger force flew over, piercing through the Gate of True Self and striking her in the back.
"Bang!"
Divine blood splattered.
Bore was sent flying forward, a shocking blood hole appearing in her back. All her defenses were unable to block that attack.
At the same time, Fengchen Sword God and Xiao Hei also came under attack.
Xiao Hei was struck by a ghost hand, his divine body exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
Fengchen Sword God was suppressed by a yin cauldron. Even after releasing his divine realm world, he could only barely hold on, his body unable to move, bright red blood constantly spilling from his mouth.
Jinju Great God emerged from behind a golden-leaf bodhi tree over a dozen meters in diameter. He was a white-furred ape, seven or eight meters tall, with skulls hanging from his robes.
"Jinju Great God!"
Bore was severely wounded. Struggling, she propped herself up, an expression of disbelief on her face.
Jinju Great God was a deity of Wuchang Ghost City, the second largest ghost city of the Ghost Clan, a renowned powerhouse, and a close friend of Wuqingzong, the patriarch of the Dark Abyss Yan Clan.
But this close friend had betrayed Wuqingzong.
It was he who had told the Nether Hall about Zhang Ruochen's whereabouts.
This had led to Zhang Ruochen being ambushed multiple times by Nether Hall deities on Life-and-Death Realm Star and the Santu River.
After the incident, Jinju Great God had left Wuchang Ghost City and vanished without a trace.
Jinju Great God's ape face revealed a grim smile: "They say the Dark Abyss is dangerous, but I, this lord, think it is an unparalleled good place. Devouring Kongli Canghai's divine soul is worth ten thousand years of my cultivation. Outside, if I dared to touch him, Death Clan great gods would have already arrived, fighting me to the death."
"Here, who would know how he died?"
"Even the Destiny Temple cannot deduce it."
Bore said: "A great god of your stature, if you wish to devour divine souls, you could go after the deities of the Heavenly Court. Why strike down a deity of the Hell Realm?"
Jinju Great God sneered mockingly: "Heh, capturing or killing a true god is no easy task! Only in an environment like the Dark Abyss can a true god find it difficult to escape. Besides, if I killed a true god of the Heavenly Court, what if I provoked a God-Venerable?"
"In the Dark Abyss, I need not have such worries, because aside from myself, among the deities who have entered the Dark Abyss, not a single one has survived an Eon Calamity. I am the number one powerhouse here. Whoever I want dead, must die."
Jinju Great God's gaze shifted to Fengchen Sword God, seeing that he was still holding on.
"As expected of a God-Venerable seed of the Shura Clan, no small skill!"
Jinju Great God blinked. From his pupils, two beams of light flew out, striking Fengchen Sword God, shattering his divine realm world. His body became a bloody mess as he was sent flying.
The yin cauldron then descended, heavily striking Fengchen Sword God. His flesh completely exploded, leaving only a skeleton.
Before a great god, any true god's divine body was like something made of sand, easily crushed.
Xiao Hei, who had turned into blood mist and was being firmly suppressed by a ghost hand, sent out a voice: "I am the son of the Ice Emperor. Monkey, if you dare touch me, you will surely die without a burial place."
"Hmph! If we were outside, I, this lord, would indeed not dare touch you. But in the Dark Abyss, even if you were the son of Fengdu Dadi, would I have the slightest fear?"
Jinju Great God walked toward the blood mist, saying: "Your divine soul is decent enough. I'll devour you first."
"Wait."
Bore, supported by the Fate Decision Staff, stood up, secretly refining the ghost energy that had invaded her body, and asked: "Where did Zhang Ruochen go?"
Jinju Great God looked toward the Three-Life Gate, saying: "Zhang Ruochen has refined the Buddha Emperor Relic. This gate can only be entered by him. I am not yet ready to kill him. Perhaps he can bring out more treasures from inside for me."
"I have one more question."
Bore, trying to buy time, said: "Was it you who spread the news that Zhang Ruochen was entering the Dark Abyss?"
"Haha! Divine Maiden, you are indeed exceptionally clever."
Jinju Great God praised, then his face turned stern: "Correct! If I hadn't released this news, how would you young new gods obediently enter the Dark Abyss?"
"Shua!"
Just as Jinju Great God was laughing loudly, Chi Yao's figure, like lightning, flew out from within Bore's body, sending a clay bottle flying out.
"Collect!"
The clay bottle hung in the air. Hundreds of millions of characters flew out from the bottle, wrapping around Jinju Great God, pulling him toward the bottle.
This bottle was a literary bottle refined by the Third Confucian Ancestor.
Even with Jinju Great God's cultivation, trapped within the characters, he had to go all out to resist. If he was careless, he might be sucked into the bottle.
"Swords, out!"
Chi Yao spread her arms, and six divine swords flew from between her brows.
They were true divine swords, artifact-level swords.
When the divine swords emerged, their might shook heaven and earth, stirring waves on the golden surface.
"Bang!"
The ghost hand pressing down above the blood mist was pierced by one of the divine swords, exploding into a cloud of ghostly yin energy.
Released from suppression, the blood mist rapidly contracted, spinning at high speed, condensing into Xiao Hei's body. Burning with rage, he let out a long cry, transforming into an Undying Bird, spreading a pair of flaming wings, and said: "Where is my Ice Soul Cold Pearl?"
Chi Yao sent the Ice Soul Cold Pearl flying back to him.
Another divine sword cleaved away the yin cauldron pressing down on Fengchen Sword God.
After breaking free, Fengchen Sword God's skeletal divine body slowly stood up, gathering the scattered blood mist back into flesh and skin, and said: "Give me one divine sword. Today, I will fight a great god."
One of the divine swords flew into Fengchen Sword God's hand.
"Sword Fifteen!"
Fengchen Sword God merged with the divine sword. Endless sword energy filled heaven and earth, forming a ten-thousand-li sword river, flying straight toward Jinju Great God.
Gods were divided into three realms:
Heaven-Repairing Realm, Tai Zhen Realm, and Infinite Realm.
Lower gods, middle gods, and upper gods all referred to deities of the Heaven-Repairing Realm.
So-called "great gods" referred to deities who had surpassed the upper god level and reached the Tai Zhen Realm. Such figures had almost all survived Eon Calamities, could live for hundreds of thousands of years, and possessed combat power far surpassing Heaven-Repairing Realm deities.
Great gods naturally also had differences in strength.
Jinju Great God had only recently reached this level.
Above that, the Infinite Realm was the "king and venerable" level within the divine realm, existing as universe-dominating beings.
Jinju Great God's combat power surpassed Chi Yao and Fengchen Sword God, middle gods, by countless times. Even the Confucian Ancestor Literary Bottle could not suppress him. One by one, the characters were blasted away by his divine qi.
Just as Fengchen Sword God's attack arrived, Jinju Great God let out a long roar from his mouth.
"Roar!"
With the roar, he spat out a mouthful of divine qi.
The dense sword energy collided with the divine qi surging from his mouth, canceling each other out.
Fengchen Sword God and the divine sword, wrapped in sword energy, slowed down more and more. When they reached half a chi from Jinju Great God, the power of Sword Fifteen and the divine sword was completely neutralized.
The divine qi blasted Fengchen Sword God flying backward.
"With just you lot daring to fight me, this lord? Come back after another hundred thousand years of cultivation."
Though Jinju Great God said this, he was inwardly shocked, because the sword strike just now from Fengchen Sword God had actually broken through his divine realm world, only half a chi away from reaching his body and injuring him.
The might of a divine artifact was truly terrifying.
"Shua!"
Jinju Great God became much more cautious. His robe flew off, rolling toward the five divine swords Chi Yao had sent out. But the robe, which could be called a divine garment, was easily torn apart by the five divine swords, burning to ashes.
Jinju Great God reached out. Dense rule divine patterns appeared in his palm as he tried to collect the divine swords.
But the power of the divine swords far exceeded his expectations. They cut through his rule divine patterns, splitting his palm in two. Strands of ghost qi surged from the severed palm.
A great god's divine body could not withstand a single strike from a divine artifact.
On the other side, Fengchen Sword God wielded his sword, and Xiao Hei held his pearl, attacking together.
...
When encountering a great god, even an upper god's most rational course of action would be to flee immediately.
But they could not do this.
Because Zhang Ruochen was still inside the Three-Life Gate. If they fled, what would happen to Zhang Ruochen?
"Burn my divine blood, pierce heaven and earth."
Chi Yao could no longer care about anything else. She activated a forbidden art, burning the divine blood within her. Her graceful figure floated up, layers of heavens appearing above her head, her divine power and might rising step by step.
The five divine swords flew around her, the power of the divine artifacts growing stronger and stronger.
Three hundred li away.
Hai Shui, dressed in green robes, stood on a branch of a golden-leaf bodhi tree, one hand forming a Buddhist seal, the other behind her back. She calmly watched the battle of gods in the distance.
Powerful divine energy fluctuations constantly flew past her, but could not affect her in the slightest.
She smiled, muttering to herself: "They say Zhang Ruochen has countless treasures on him, but Chi Yao seems to have even more treasures, and divine artifacts at that. Six divine swords—if they were in my hands..."
Because of the appearance of divine artifacts, this battle, which should have been completely one-sided, became fiercely intense. In the short term, it was hard to determine a victor.
But Hai Shui did not seem very interested in this divine battle. Her clear, beautiful eyes turned toward the direction of the Three-Life Gate.