Chapter 3375: Breaking Through Three Realms in Succession
“Why don’t you self-detonate your divine source and clash with the Thunder Ancestor once? You might be able to severely wound him, buying us a chance to escape.”
Xiu Chen Heavenly God transmitted his voice to Zangjin Baihu, recounting numerous cases recorded in ancient texts where cultivators had successfully self-detonated their divine sources before more powerful gods, offering methods that could be referenced.
Just then, Bai Qinger’s unusual behavior caught the eyes of Xiu Chen Heavenly God and Zangjin Baihu.
Xiu Chen Heavenly God didn’t react immediately, thinking the Great Elder of the God-Defying Clan was still alive and inside the Sword God Temple. After all, Bai Qinger was a Great God—how could she casually kneel and bow?
Most likely, Bai Qinger had sensed something, convinced that the Great Elder of the God-Defying Clan was cultivating in seclusion beneath the Sword Source Divine Tree.
“Don’t self-detonate your divine source just yet.”
Xiu Chen Heavenly God cast a sidelong glance at the Thunder Ancestor, exuding a natural charm and allure. “Lei Wanjue, you’ve fallen behind over the years. Last time, you ran into Feng Caiyi and lost half your divine body. This time, you’ve run into the Great Elder of the God-Defying Clan—I’m afraid the other half of your divine body will be left here too.”
“The Thunder Clan and the God-Defying Clan truly are fated enemies.”
Seeing the Great God of the God-Defying Clan kneel in salute, and Xiu Chen Heavenly God so certain, the Thunder Ancestor held back his ready-to-strike attack and fixed his gaze on the Sword Source Divine Tree.
To be called an Ancestor, the Thunder Ancestor’s cultivation was naturally extraordinary, reaching the level of Great Unbound Infinite. With a single glance, he could pierce through rain of light and time-space.
“I never expected… he really is inside the Sword God Temple. No wonder…”
The Thunder Ancestor shook his head lightly. “I can see his life trajectory. He came to the Sword God Temple a hundred thousand years ago. He came seeking the Sword Realm, searching for the last glimmer of hope for the God-Defying Clan. Unfortunately, by the time he reached this point, his lifespan had already run dry.”
“Thick death aura, a withered body.”
“A legendary figure, yet in the end, he could not escape life and death.”
…
The Thunder Ancestor’s voice fell like heavy hammer blows, landing on Zhang Ruochen, Bai Qinger, and the others.
It evoked sighs, but also a sense of loss.
Bai Qinger had already risen to her feet, letting out a quiet sigh.
Before an existence of the Thunder Ancestor’s level, there was truly no room for scheming.
With a single glance, he could see through all truth and falsehood.
Xiu Chen Heavenly God retreated back into the Sundial, leaving a message for Zhang Ruochen: “If all else fails, open a passage to Lihentian and expose our aura to lure a few of the Watchers here.”
“Zangjin Baihu self-detonating his divine source can be the second strategy.”
Zhang Ruochen had actually already secretly tried using the Wuji Divine Dao to open a path to Lihentian. But the space within the Sword God Temple was too stable—it couldn’t be done.
Besides, the few Watchers were likely still in the Thunder Clan, not in Lihentian.
The Thunder Ancestor said, “Everyone, before absolute and overwhelming power, any schemes you devise are nothing but a source of ridicule. Before me, you are no different from naive children. If you have no other tricks, shall I send you on your way now?”
“Break out separately—I’ll hold him off.”
Zhang Ruochen transmitted his voice to all the gods present, directly manifesting the Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram, drawing upon the Dark Essence and Time Essence, and unleashing the Earth Cauldron and the God-Defying Stele.
He soared into the air, charging toward the Thunder Ancestor, a look of resolute determination on his face, as if knowing the impossible yet doing it anyway. He declared loudly, “An Ancestor of a clan, once a figure who stood shoulder-to-heaven with the Heavenly Mother, yet you show off your might before a few juniors—what is there to be proud of?”
“Before Feng Tian, you are nothing but a stray dog.”
“Let me tell you the truth: Feng Tian, the Temple Master, and the Undying War God have already rushed to the Thunder Realm. The Thunder Clan has likely been wiped out by now!”
Zhang Ruochen knew very well that no matter how powerful the Thunder Ancestor was, he couldn’t single-handedly hold back several God Kings and God Venerables.
In theory, as long as someone had the spirit of self-sacrifice, was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice, and dared to hold off the Thunder Ancestor, then someone among them today would surely escape.
The one to make that sacrifice could only be him.
Because he carried many treasures that greatly interested the Thunder Ancestor. Whether he fled or stayed, the Thunder Ancestor’s first target would always be him.
So, Zhang Ruochen chose to manifest all these things, drawing the Thunder Ancestor’s full attention to himself. He even went so far as to provoke him with words!
But Zhang Ruochen had thought too simply.
Theory was, after all, just theory.
He had gravely underestimated the emotions of those around him. In the face of life and death, not one of them chose to leave.
Reason was reason, but a person who was absolutely rational was inevitably heartless.
Chi Yao held the Time-Space Chaos Lotus in one hand and the Blood-Dripping Sword in the other, standing atop the Divine King Battle Formation Divine Mountain, facing the thunderous sky without a trace of fear. “What a pity—in the end, it’s hard to escape fate. If I were given three eons of time, even an Ancestor of a clan could be fought.”
Bai Qinger took out her fishing rod, spiritual power imprints flickering on it, her gaze calm.
Ji Fanxin held the Black Water Divine Staff and struck the ground heavily, causing countless formations to rise simultaneously.
Zangjin Baihu stood alongside Chi Yao, golden light radiating from his body like a blazing star. “Zhang Ruochen, you’re not the only one who can risk your life. Today, we either live together or die together.”
Xiu Chen Heavenly God, who had already fled to a remote corner of the Sword God Temple, watched their “suicidal” behavior and felt a bitter taste in his heart. “Crazy, every single one of them is crazy… Still too young, they don’t cherish their lives at all. Cultivation is hard, becoming a god is hard, but isn’t staying alive even harder?”
For a moment, Xiu Chen Heavenly God was caught in a dilemma.
Yuqing Patriarch and Taiqing Patriarch pushed the Six Divine Swords to their limits, drawing forth billions of sword lights to bombard the black curtain at the exit of the Sword Soul Swamp.
“Lei Wanjue, bullying a few juniors is no great feat. Let me, an old man, fight you!” Taiqing Patriarch’s voice boomed.
Yuqing Patriarch deliberately provoked the Thunder Ancestor, saying, “What Thunder Ancestor? Nothing but a hollow reputation. The Thunder Clan has long declined, falling into decay after being defeated by the God-Defying Heavenly Venerable. I could cut off your head with a single sword strike!”
The black curtain’s power was immense, completely sealing the space and capable of devouring the sword qi unleashed by Yuqing and Taiqing Patriarchs.
Not only were the two attacking Patriarchs alarmed, but even the Thunder Ancestor sensed something was wrong. Such power was far beyond what a Great Unbound Infinite cultivator should possess.
He decided to end things quickly, eliminate the juniors outside, and then immediately charge into the Sword Soul Swamp.
The real threat lay within the black curtain.
Zhang Ruochen changed his strategy, activating the power of time and space to break through the divine pattern seals the Thunder Ancestor had set, charging toward the Sword God Temple’s gate.
“Come back!”
The Thunder Ancestor swept his sleeve, forming a violent vortex of divine wind at the cuff, spanning a hundred miles. Rings of divine power fell upon Zhang Ruochen.
Like divine chains binding him, like space devouring him.
The First-Rank Divine Path was truly miraculous, holding immense research value.
Several plans for seizing Zhang Ruochen’s body flashed through the Thunder Ancestor’s mind, intending to claim the First-Rank Divine Path for the Thunder Clan. For this reason, Zhang Ruochen could only be captured, not killed.
“Oh?”
The Thunder Ancestor narrowed his eyes. The divine ability he had unleashed was actually broken by Zhang Ruochen.
It was the God-Defying Stele!
Zhang Ruochen used the God-Defying Stele to smash through the vortex wind force.
Chi Yao, Bai Qinger, Zangjin Baihu, and Ji Fanxin attacked together, striking at the Thunder Ancestor.
The divine light projection of the Yaksha Clan God King loomed tall and mighty, exuding a fierce and murderous aura.
The slender fishing line was sharp enough to cut through space, carrying the spiritual power of the Starry Sea Angler.
The “Burial” divine character detached from Zangjin Baihu’s brow, shooting toward the Thunder Ancestor, flooding the area with deathly aura.
Ji Fanxin commanded the War Formation Divine Temple, protected by numerous divine formations, and unleashed a Heavenly God technique.
They wanted to help Zhang Ruochen escape.
Only if Zhang Ruochen escaped could they still have a chance to get away today. It was their only option.
The Thunder Ancestor let out a deep snort and waved his sleeve, sending hundreds of lightning bolts surging outward. With irresistible force, they shattered the Yaksha Clan God King’s divine light projection and sent the “Burial” divine character crashing into the ground.
Chi Yao spat out a mouthful of bright red divine blood and fell to one knee atop the Divine Mountain. Activating the Divine King War Formation had already pushed her divine body beyond its limits. Now, cracks spread across her snow-white skin like shattered porcelain.
She directly shattered her internal organs, spitting out even more divine blood that flowed into the Divine Mountain.
On the Divine Mountain, the God King’s light projection began to condense once more.
A massive hole appeared in Zangjin Baihu’s brow, surrounded by cracks, as if his head were about to explode.
The fishing line glowed with crystalline light, cutting through the lightning patterns protecting the Thunder Ancestor, about to strike his body.
The Thunder Ancestor extended two fingers and caught the incoming fishing line. All its radiance instantly dimmed. The next moment, he snipped the line with his two fingers, and the fishhook fell to the ground, creating a bottomless pit.
This fishing line, even after being nurtured by the Starry Sea Angler for years, was utterly useless in the Thunder Ancestor’s hands.
Bai Qinger’s spiritual power was damaged. She collapsed to the ground, losing all signs of life.
The Thunder Ancestor said, “You are already very strong—able to launch attacks against me. But still not strong enough. Any attack you deliver is soft and feeble.”
Under normal circumstances, when a Great God faced a powerhouse of the Thunder Ancestor’s level, they couldn’t even activate their divine qi or launch an attack.
The Thunder Ancestor raised his right arm, forming a hundred-zhang-long hand seal that caught the flying War Formation Divine Temple.
“Boom! Boom!”
One by one, the divine formations outside the temple exploded.
The eighteen formation worlds of the Yin Yang Eighteen Formations were all crushed, turning into fragmented continents and mountain ranges that filled the ground inside the Sword God Temple.
Ji Fanxin gripped her divine staff with both hands, struggling to hold on.
“Crack!”
Cracking sounds came from the War Formation Divine Temple as fissures on the walls quickly spread toward the temple’s roof.
Ji Fanxin’s ability to hold out for so long moved the Thunder Ancestor. He said, “If you submit to the Thunder Clan, you can become my consort—above all others, above a single realm… no, above ten thousand realms.”
“You? How many years have you cultivated, and you haven’t even reached Indestructible? You’ll never have the chance in this life. With such meager achievements, you expect me to become your consort?”
Ji Fanxin’s hair flew wildly as she lowered her head, looking at her own heart, making a momentous decision.
A faint cracking sound came from her divine heart.
Instantly, her spiritual power surged, and white petals automatically condensed in the air, turning into a rain of petals that radiated outward.
The Thunder Ancestor focused, noticing that the woman’s spiritual power had instantly risen from the eighty-fifth level to the eighty-sixth level.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
Taking an enormous risk, Ji Fanxin forcibly unsealed two more seals, and two more faint cracks sounded from her divine heart.
Her spiritual power directly skyrocketed to the eighty-eighth level.
A storm of spiritual power erupted, slamming heavily into the Thunder Ancestor, shattering the ocean of lightning in the sky and sending him flying, crashing heavily into Blood Mud City a thousand miles away.
Ji Fanxin’s entire body radiated light as she flew toward Blood Mud City, bringing her staff down in a strike.
“Boom!”
The Thunder Ancestor raised his hand to meet the blow, and the next moment, the entire Blood Mud City was leveled to the ground, all buildings reduced to dust.