# Chapter 2912: Two Envoys
"Boom!"
Mi Lianshan's towering body flew down like a cannonball, crashing into the ruins of the Heavenly Venerable Divine Temple, his laughter echoing endlessly.
His eyes, each the size of a human head, burned with excitement and fervor as he stared at Black Heart Demon Lord, as if looking at a completely stripped, exquisitely beautiful young maiden.
Fighting against Hell Realm deities couldn't be taken to the death.
For a battle maniac like Mi Lianshan, it was impossible to fully enjoy himself.
Encountering Heavenly Court deities, especially powerful ones like Shang Hong and Black Heart Demon Lord, naturally stirred his hunting instincts. He wished he could fight for nine days and nine nights, through ten layers of ice and fire.
Yan Yu and Xue Tu emerged from the darkness one after another, standing behind Hai Shangming Palace and Mi Lianshan, positioned in the south and north respectively.
The four deities formed a fan-shaped formation, seemingly intent on preventing Black Heart Demon Lord from escaping.
On Xue Tu's back, divine flames condensed into phoenix feathers, and he laughed with unrestrained pride: "Senior Brother, Xue Tu has come to assist you, to fight together against the Heavenly Court Great God."
Xue Tu naturally knew that with his cultivation, blocking even a single strike from Black Heart Demon Lord would be as difficult as reaching the heavens. However, the main combatants were Hai Shangming Palace and Mi Lianshan. He and Yan Yu only needed to harass Black Heart Demon Lord a bit if he tried to flee.
The appearance of Hai Shangming Palace and Mi Lianshan caused Black Heart Demon Lord's heart to sink. He truly couldn't understand how the battle fluctuations at the Heavenly Venerable Divine Temple ruins could have been resolved without alerting the deities in the Divine Maiden Tower of the World.
There was only one possibility.
Zhang Ruochen had detected his aura inside the Divine Maiden Tower of the World and secretly contacted Hai Shangming Palace and Mi Lianshan.
This brat's spiritual perception was far too terrifying; even a Great God's concealment was nowhere to hide.
Hai Shangming Palace was in no hurry to strike and said: "Speak. Coming to Xinghuantian and infiltrating the Divine Maiden Tower of the World—what exactly are you plotting?"
Black Heart Demon Lord was far too shrewd. He guessed that Hai Shangming Palace's seemingly pointless questions were a tactic to buy time.
They had surely already sent word to Qian Mosang and Mo Jie outside the realm.
The time left for him was running out.
"Enough with the nonsense. Let me, the Master, weigh the worth of you, Ancient God Son."
Black Heart Demon Lord raised his right arm, swinging the six-sided war hammer in his hand.
The war hammer grew with the wind, becoming enormous, like a steel divine mountain, erupting with unparalleled might.
"I'll fight you!"
Mi Lianshan, clad in black iron armor, threw a punch. Lightning shot out in all directions, colliding heavily with the six-sided war hammer.
"Boom!"
Mi Lianshan was sent tumbling backward, crashing into a patch of ancient formation patterns. Even the deified soil shattered, forming cracks in the earth.
Divine flames with temperatures nearing a hundred million degrees surged from the formation patterns, engulfing Mi Lianshan.
Black Heart Demon Lord let out a cold, deep laugh: "Ignorant fool, you have no understanding of the gap between an upper deity and a Great God."
Even though the divine flames didn't spread too far, the deities standing within the Heavenly Venerable Divine Temple ruins still felt their terror, as if their divine bodies might be ignited from a distance.
Temperatures nearing a hundred million degrees could incinerate everything in the world; even a Great God might not withstand it.
Xue Tu's face changed drastically, and he stepped back, ready to flee at any moment.
Even Mi Lianshan had been killed with a single hammer—how could they still fight?
"Haha!"
Mi Lianshan's laughter came from within the divine flames.
His towering figure emerged from the ancient formation patterns, his black iron armor now glowing red-hot. He roared: "Awesome! Too awesome! Again!"
With a stomp of his foot, his body shot forward like a cannonball.
"Battle to the heavens, fist path invincible."
Mi Lianshan clenched his fists, and heaven and earth trembled.
Countless fist path rules converged toward him, condensing into his fists, his battle might rising step by step.
Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qinger, who had retreated far away, were thrown off balance by the fist wind's force, their hearts filled with awe.
"What terrifying ability to mobilize fist path rules. Mi Lianshan must be a fist path envoy, wielding a large amount of esoterica." Zhang Ruochen said.
Bai Qinger said: "If he hadn't achieved such remarkable accomplishments in the fist path, how could he dare to clash with Shang Hong, who is known as the number one sequence below Great God? People like Mi Lianshan, Shang Hong, and Hai Shangming Palace are all destined to become Great Gods, and even aim to advance to God Venerable."
"In one eon, the entire universe gives birth to countless trillions of cultivators, but figures of their caliber are few and numbered."
Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly, saying: "Mi Lianshan's armor is somewhat unusual. It can actually block divine flames nearing a hundred million degrees."
"That is their family heirloom, the Lianshan Divine Armor! Legend has it that an ancestor God Venerable, on the verge of dying of old age, refined all his divine blood into it, hoping to transform it into a divine artifact. Unfortunately, he failed." Bai Qinger said.
Zhang Ruochen silently marveled at the Goddess Twelve Pavilions' intelligence network. They had clearly investigated Mi Lianshan specifically; otherwise, they couldn't have known so much about him.
"Whoosh!"
A Gate of Destiny appeared in midair, its light weakening the divine power on Black Heart Demon Lord's body.
At the same time, the spear path rules of heaven and earth converged toward Hai Shangming Palace.
"Shua!"
Man and spear became one.
Hai Shangming Palace transformed into a streak of fire, attacking Black Heart Demon Lord from another direction.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Black Heart Demon Lord fought one against two, clashing with Mi Lianshan's iron fists and Hai Shangming Palace's flaming white bone long spear. The space trembled, and numerous Heavenly Venerable divine patterns emerged.
They dodged the Heavenly Venerable divine patterns while engaging in life-and-death combat, each strike a head-on collision.
"Spear path envoy!"
Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, not surprised. If Hai Shangming Palace and Mi Lianshan hadn't achieved remarkable accomplishments in their respective paths and wielded large amounts of esoterica, how could they possess the strength to clash with a Great God?
How could they later aim to assault God Venerable?
"Boom!"
A loud crash, and the divine power fluctuations overflowed, sending Xue Tu and Yan Yu flying backward.
Even Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qinger, who were stronger in cultivation, were forced back repeatedly, retreating into a ruined hall.
At the center of the battlefield, divine patterns intertwined like lightning, divine flames blazed fiercely, and dust flew everywhere.
Zhang Ruochen focused his gaze and found that Black Heart Demon Lord had actually been driven back by Mi Lianshan and Hai Shangming Palace, kneeling on one knee. Ahead of the demonic qi cloud, the earth had split inch by inch, in ruins.
Mi Lianshan raised his water-bucket-sized iron fist and laughed: "Is that all you've got? Black Heart Demon Lord, do you even deserve to be called a Great God?"
"Brother Shan, saying that is a bit insulting to Black Heart Demon Lord! In this Emperor's view, Black Heart Demon Lord deserves the title of weakest Great God." Xue Tu's voice came from afar.
"Haha! Weakest Great God—that's a good title." Mi Lianshan laughed.
Black Heart Demon Lord's eyes turned fierce and cold as he slowly stood up again.
"So formidable!" Zhang Ruochen said.
Bai Qinger's gaze was cold, extremely proud, and she said: "Nothing to envy. They cultivated for a hundred thousand years to achieve their current level. I am confident that in just ten thousand years, I can reach this level."
Zhang Ruochen suddenly frowned, his gaze puzzled.
"What's wrong?" Bai Qinger asked.
"Something's off."
"What's off?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "The demonic qi emanating from Black Heart Demon Lord has become different."
A cold voice sounded behind Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qinger, saying: "Black Heart Demon Lord's demonic qi has undergone a qualitative change. If I'm not mistaken, his demonic qi is transforming into world-destroying demonic qi. It might even have already completed the transformation."
Bai Qinger turned around and saw Lu Yi standing beneath the stone wall, her face cold, carrying an air of arrogance and nobility.
"So it's you. I underestimated you earlier." Bai Qinger's bright eyes flickered with strange brilliance.
Lu Yi said: "I have experience fighting Black Heart Demon Lord. Back then, he was far inferior to now. With my lower deity cultivation, I could hold him off for a while. But now, even if Mi Lianshan and Hai Shangming Palace go all out, they might not be his match. We must leave immediately."
Bai Qinger's gaze fixed on Zhang Ruochen.
She now fully understood that the letter Chi Yao had sent earlier was not a farewell letter at all, but Zhang Ruochen's means of contacting Hell Realm deities to deal with Black Heart Demon Lord.
In this crisis, her perception and response had been outdone by Zhang Ruochen at every turn.
After suffering many losses, Zhang Ruochen had gained the ability to deal with two or more women.
The best approach was not to favor any side, but to redirect the contradiction outward.
Zhang Ruochen stared intently at the battlefield, saying: "Black Heart Demon Lord must have obtained part of the Heavenly Demon Stone Inscription in Kunlun Realm, which allowed him to transform the demonic qi in his body into world-destroying demonic qi. That's also why he could break through to the Great God level so quickly. He hid it deep."
Without the Heavenly Demon Stone Inscription and without transforming his world-destroying demonic qi, Black Heart Demon Lord at the initial Taiyi Realm might truly be the weakest Great God.
But now, it was different.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Bai Qinger and asked: "Can the Space Teleportation Array still be activated?"
"It should be no problem. I'll handle that. However, the Space Teleportation Array is very close to where they are fighting, which is somewhat troublesome." Bai Qinger said.
"Leave that to me." Zhang Ruochen said.
They had to leave immediately. Once Qian Mosang and Mo Jie arrived, it would only add more variables.
Zhang Ruochen took out a rusty iron strip, stroking it with his fingers. Immediately, brilliant divine light appeared on the iron strip.
It was Old Six, one of the six divine swords from the Origin Divine Temple.
"Old Six, now is the time for you to show your divine might!" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Clang!"
The rusty iron strip emitted a sword cry, joyful and eager.
Zhang Ruochen did not use this divine sword himself but handed it to Yu Longxian. Only in her hands could the divine sword unleash its greatest power.
In the distance, Black Heart Demon Lord's piercing laughter echoed through the Heavenly Venerable Divine Temple ruins: "I didn't want to expose this, but you forced me. Today, let me show you what a world-destroying demon is!"
"Whoosh!"
Black and oppressive demonic qi surged from above and below Black Heart Demon Lord, countless demon patterns flowing within the mist.
Hai Shangming Palace and Mi Lianshan exchanged glances, each unleashing their strongest divine abilities in the spear path and fist path, attacking from above and below.
"Flying Dragons Fill the Sky."
Hai Shangming Palace thrust his spear into the sky. Flames spread from the spear tip, transforming into hundreds of fire dragons that attacked Black Heart Demon Lord from the sky.
Mi Lianshan roared continuously, each roar making his body grow ten feet taller.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
His steel-like body stomped the ground, shaking mountains and rivers. In an instant, he charged before Black Heart Demon Lord.
He threw a punch.
Rules surged from his fist, manifesting phantoms of armored cavalry, divine army generals, and war chariots.
"Against a divine artifact, what are these tricks of yours worth?"
Black Heart Demon Lord's gaze was contemptuous. He lightly struck out with his palm, and a Heavenly Demon Stone Inscription divine stele suspended in the rolling demonic qi flew from his palm. The world-destroying might crushed all the fist path phantoms and force.