Chapter 2811: Divine Fall
Jiang Qing was a mid-rank False God of the Nether Hall, stationed not far from the Wonderful Zen Nun.
Although he was not a True God, the Divine Source he had refined belonged to a top-tier Great God of the former Nether Hall. As a result, his divine power was both vast and pure, far surpassing that of an ordinary lower-rank True God.
Wu Jiang and Master Qu You walked in.
Jiang Qing cast a wary glance at them before withdrawing his gaze.
In the Abyss of Darkness, no one could be trusted, especially now that the Zen Nun was severely injured—extra caution was necessary.
Master Qu You remained in place, while Wu Jiang approached Jiang Qing and asked with concern, “How is it? Have you communicated with the Zen Nun? What exactly happened?”
“The Zen Nun hasn’t woken yet.”
Jiang Qing added, “However, with her profound cultivation, even if she’s been afflicted by witchcraft or a curse, she should be able to refine it.”
Wu Jiang nodded and said, “I’ve obtained a treasure here, but I can’t figure out what it is. Brother Jiang, with your tens of thousands of years of cultivation and vast experience, could you help me identify it?”
“With Master Qu You here, why would I need to identify it?”
No sooner had Jiang Qing spoken than Wu Jiang produced an object and handed it to him.
“This isn’t…”
Jiang Qing was first startled, then suddenly alarmed.
What Wu Jiang held out was the Dark Domain Net.
“Whoosh!”
Wu Jiang exerted force in his arm, striking Jiang Qing’s chest with the Dark Domain Net. The irregular black box transformed into a metallic monster, sprouting dense black spikes that pierced through Jiang Qing’s divine body.
The range of the Dark Domain Net expanded rapidly, tearing Jiang Qing apart into countless pieces.
“Wu Jiang, you…”
Jiang Qing’s roar was swallowed by the dark power emanating from the Dark Domain Net.
Wu Jiang continuously infused divine energy into the Dark Domain Net, his eyes vicious and a cruel smile spreading across his face.
As Wu Jiang launched his attack, Master Qu You acted decisively.
“Shing! Shing!”
A blood-talisman small sword and a divine talisman flew out simultaneously.
The blood-talisman small sword was forged using the divine blood of a God Venerable as ink, with profound talisman inscriptions drawn on the blade, making it a talisman weapon. It combined the power of a battle weapon with that of a talisman.
“Sizzle!”
The blood-talisman small sword struck the Wonderful Zen Nun’s chest, easily piercing into her body. On the blade, countless blood-colored talisman patterns spread out like a spiderweb.
These blood-colored talisman patterns not only destroyed her divine body but also bound the divine power within her like thousands of chains.
The divine body of a Great God possessed formidable defensive capabilities. That the blood-talisman small sword could easily penetrate the Wonderful Zen Nun’s body was clearly due to the Withering Death Art, which had made her divine body as fragile as rotten wood.
Seeing this, Wu Jiang, who had initially harbored reverence for the Great God, was completely relieved.
So what if she was a Great God?
Today, she would be slain.
The divine talisman’s power erupted, with talisman patterns numbering in the trillions, forming a bizarre talisman realm akin to a divine realm. Within this realm, countless mountains, great rivers, sun, moon, and stars manifested—presenting the myriad phenomena of the world.
This talisman was called the Myriad Forms No-Life Talisman.
First, it manifested myriad forms to suppress the enemy, then used those forms to incinerate them.
Under Master Qu You’s activation, the talisman realm of the Myriad Forms No-Life Talisman ignited. Mountains burned, rivers burned, and the sun, moon, and stars all burned.
Master Qu You was well aware that cultivators afflicted by the Withering Death Art feared flames the most.
Thus, she deliberately used fire to burn and kill the Wonderful Zen Nun.
Wu Jiang, who was suppressing Jiang Qing, feared complications and wanted to kill the Wonderful Zen Nun as quickly as possible. So, he unleashed five Monarch Sacred Artifacts in succession, transforming them into five dazzling light clusters that flew into the talisman realm.
The Wonderful Zen Nun, who had been sitting cross-legged and motionless, suddenly opened her eyes.
“Not good!”
Master Qu You exerted all her strength to control the blood-talisman small sword embedded in the Wonderful Zen Nun’s chest.
But she couldn’t suppress it.
The Wonderful Zen Nun raised her arm, her jade-like fingers forming the Fearless Seal. Instantly, the five Monarch Sacred Artifacts flying toward her exploded with a series of loud bangs, like five stars annihilating, sending fragments of metal flying backward.
Even the talisman realm formed by the Myriad Forms No-Life Talisman was shattered by this hand seal, with mountains crumbling and sun, moon, and stars falling.
Master Qu You’s physical form materialized, her long black hair stretching dozens of meters like waterweed. She held a defensive talisman in one hand and a soul tablet in the other, preparing to attack the Wonderful Zen Nun’s divine soul.
“Boom!”
The Wonderful Zen Nun broke through the talisman realm and flew out, reaching Master Qu You in an instant. She pointed a finger at her.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Three consecutive explosions!
The defensive talisman shattered.
The soul tablet cracked.
Master Qu You’s body was blasted into a cloud of gas, emitting a sharp scream.
Before a Great God, she was utterly powerless.
Wu Jiang was horrified. He never imagined the Wonderful Zen Nun still had the strength to counterattack. For a Great God like her, even if she only recovered one-tenth of her combat power, it would be a catastrophic disaster for him.
Wu Jiang retrieved the Dark Domain Net and was about to flee immediately.
But then, the Wonderful Zen Nun fell to the ground, letting out a muffled groan. Her legs couldn’t support her, and she collapsed. The blood-talisman small sword on her chest flickered continuously, and her body, as fragile as rotten wood, began to burn.
Soon, the arm she had raised earlier was completely consumed, turning into a pile of black ash.
An unknown gray-black flame spread across her body.
Wu Jiang’s panic subsided slightly, and he laughed, “The Withering Death Art is truly formidable. I advise the Zen Nun not to force herself. If you keep fighting, you’ll only die faster.”
“If not for the Withering Death Art, even if she stood still, we couldn’t kill her with our cultivation.”
A wisp of mist flowed over and re-formed Master Qu You’s shadow.
A Spiritual Power God was powerful and bizarre; even if their physical body was burned to ashes, they wouldn’t die. Given the Wonderful Zen Nun’s current state, her earlier strike might have killed Wu Jiang, but it couldn’t kill Master Qu You.
The Wonderful Zen Nun’s voice was dry and hoarse. Struggling to stand, her body still burning, she said, “You’ve already said what I wanted to say. What else can I say?”
“Don’t waste words with her. Attack!”
No sooner had Master Qu You spoken than a surge of blood energy rushed toward her.
That blood energy and the fragments of corpses coalesced into Jiang Qing’s form, enveloping her shadow.
“Zen Nun, flee!”
Jiang Qing roared, then triggered his Divine Source.
The Wonderful Zen Nun crushed a golden bean she had prepared in her hand. Instantly, a golden light enveloped her body, turning her into a streak of rapid light that flew out of the divine corpse and fled into the distance.
Knowing that the Withering Death Art could strike at any moment, how could the Wonderful Zen Nun not have prepared a means of escape?
Master Qu You had just had a large number of her spiritual thoughts destroyed by the Wonderful Zen Nun’s strike and had also suffered damage to her divine soul. She couldn’t suppress Jiang Qing’s self-detonation of his Divine Source and was trapped within the blood energy by the terrifying power of Jiang Qing’s dying burst.
“No…”
The Divine Source exploded.
At that instant, though the sound was deafeningly loud, the world seemed to fall silent.
In the dim Ancient Desolate Ruins City, a blindingly bright light emerged, spreading outward in all directions. It destroyed or sent flying divine corpses in its path.
The light was scorching, and the energy was so terrifying it surpassed the annihilation of a star.
In the outside world, it would have been enough to affect a vast star domain.
After a long time, the silence gave way to a thunderous roar.
The divine soil of the city was torn apart. Over half the city, spanning millions of miles, was illuminated by the intense light of the Divine Source explosion, as bright as day. Even the rules of heaven and earth became chaotic.
After an unknown amount of time, a black metal box flew out from the ruined city.
The black metal box opened, and Wu Jiang emerged from it. He fell to his knees, spitting out a mouthful of divine blood. Turning back, he saw only desolation and silence. He could no longer sense any trace of Master Qu You’s spiritual thoughts or divine soul.
“So this is the power of a Divine Source self-detonation? Even more terrifying than a Great God’s strike… Ugh… Ptooey…”
Wu Jiang spat out more blood and quickly swallowed a Imperial-grade healing sacred pill.
This was his only one, his trump card for survival.
If not for the Dark Domain Net, a supreme treasure, he would have surely died today. The destructive force of the Divine Source explosion left a deep impression on Wu Jiang’s mind, and he would never again underestimate any deity.
After suppressing his injuries, the Ancient Desolate Ruins City gradually calmed down.
Wu Jiang used his divine soul to sense his surroundings. After a moment, a look of joy appeared on his face. He reached out and grabbed the void.
“Whoosh!”
A rusted iron bar flew out from the soil a hundred miles away and landed in his hand. It was the divine sword that the Wonderful Zen Nun had been unable to take with her, its artifact spirit sealed.
Having obtained this divine sword, all the fear and worry in Wu Jiang’s heart vanished. He couldn’t help but laugh uproariously: “Gaining this divine sword proves that I am blessed with great fortune and destined by fate. This era ultimately belongs to me!”
Mohe Yan, who had been out scouting, descended as a streak of fire and landed not far away.
He asked, “What happened? Why did Jiang Qing self-detonate his Divine Source?”
Mohe Yan sensed Jiang Qing’s Divine Source aura in the air.
Wu Jiang quickly wiped the blood from his mouth, concealing the fact that he was severely injured, before turning around.
Seeing the yellow-brown iron bar in Wu Jiang’s hand and his sharp gaze, Mohe Yan immediately understood what had happened. His heart trembled with fear, worried he might be silenced.
Mohe Yan cautiously reported, “I’ve scouted the Yama Clan cultivators. They’re preparing to withdraw from the Ancient Desolate Ruins City.”
“Ignore them.”
Wu Jiang said, “While you were away, a tragic event occurred. The Wonderful Zen Nun tried to capture Master Qu You, me, and Jiang Qing to devour us and heal her injuries. Unfortunately, Master Qu You was the first to be refined by her, perishing both in form and spirit. Fortunately, Jiang Qing self-detonated his Divine Source, severely wounding her, allowing me to escape.”
Wu Jiang’s combat power was already above Mohe Yan’s, and now he had obtained a divine artifact.
Mohe Yan dared not question him. He could only believe whatever Wu Jiang said, feigning anger: “We were allies, yet the Wonderful Zen Nun was so ruthless. This enmity is irreconcilable. Master Qu You cannot die in vain!”
“I feel the same way.”
Wu Jiang continued, “Can you track her by scent?”
Mohe Yan was shocked, not expecting Wu Jiang to be so relentless. He said warily, “But she’s a Great God.”
“So what if she’s a Great God? She killed a deity of the Darkness Temple—she must die.”
Wu Jiang knew how severely the Wonderful Zen Nun was injured. If he didn’t eliminate her in the Abyss of Darkness and she managed to escape, he would have to spend the rest of his life hiding in the Darkness Temple, living in constant fear.