Chapter 3410: Death God Transformation, Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage
“He is no longer the Xiao Huangchao of the past. He is now one of the pillars of the Undying Blood Clan in this era, with combat power no weaker than an old fellow like me. Catching up to you in the future, or even surpassing you, is only a matter of time. Do you think you can still control him?”
The Undying Blood Clan Patriarch crossed space to arrive. Compared to before the Northern Marsh Great Wall campaign, he had aged considerably. “Perhaps this is a good thing.”
The Undying War God looked at him.
The Undying Blood Clan Patriarch gazed at the brilliant starry sky. “If the Heavenly Court Universe collapses in this war, the cosmic order will inevitably enter a new era. At that point, it will no longer be a conflict between the Heavenly Court Universe and the Hell Realm Universe, but a struggle between the living and the dead. The Rakshasa Clan has undergone such upheaval; the Shura Clan has not only living beings but also half of them as undead... In short, as the core of the living among the Lower Three Clans, the Undying Blood Clan must consider many things in advance.”
The Undying War God said, “You old bastard are quite relaxed. You probably won’t live to see that day, so you can enjoy your old age in peace.”
“Indeed, I don’t have much longer to live. If Xue Jue hasn’t grown strong enough by then, you must help him. Otherwise, I’ll turn into a vengeful ghost and haunt you every day.”
Saying this, the Undying Blood Clan Patriarch grew somewhat weary. “What a pity. People like us can’t turn to the Ghost Clan. When our time comes, our divine souls scatter. Even if they don’t scatter, they’ll be torn apart by the Eon Calamity.”
The Undying War God said, “If you abandon your divine soul now, there’s still a chance. I’ll help you.”
“Abandoning the divine soul means losing consciousness. What’s the point of becoming a ghostly spirit? I’ve lived a heroic life; I don’t want to awaken in the Santu River millions of years later, only to become soul food for some low-level ghosts. Without past-life awareness, what difference is there from being dead?”
Though the Undying Blood Clan Patriarch spoke carelessly, there was still reluctance in his heart, too much attachment to this world. His mind recalled many things, and suddenly he perked up, looking toward a certain direction in the universe.
There, a vast expanse of lightning was heading toward the Divine Ancient Nest.
“Do you think that old man Qingcang is really a Quantity Emperor? Why is he so certain the Quantity Organization will act?”
The Undying War God’s eyes grew dark and deep. “The Quantity Organization will certainly act, because they want to provoke an all-out war between the Hell Realm and the Heavenly Court. How can an all-out war erupt without breaking the Starry Sky Defense Line? This serves their interests, and it also serves ours. Everyone wants to gain the greatest benefit; we’ll see who laughs last.”
The Undying Blood Clan Patriarch chuckled. “Fengdu Dadi hasn’t made a move yet. He must be guarding against them, right?”
“Them? The Kui Quantity Emperor might have some skill, but he’s not enough to be Fengdu Dadi’s opponent. Those things in the Void World are what truly need to be suppressed.”
“Boom!”
The space behind the Undying War God and the Undying Blood Clan Patriarch suddenly became riddled with dense cracks, each extending for hundreds of millions of miles.
Intense blood qi seeped through the cracks, spreading through the universe and turning into blood waterfalls.
Moments later, the Undying Blood Clan’s ten Winged Worlds, shaped like a bat, slowly moved out.
Space trembled violently.
Dense space rules enveloped the ten Winged Worlds, merging with the space rules of this starry region.
The Undying War God’s battle intent blazed as he flew toward the ten Winged Worlds. “Don’t get involved in this battle. Get back to the Undying Divine City and guard the Undying Blood Clan’s home front. Act less, conserve your blood qi, and you might live a few more years!”
“Got it!”
The Undying Blood Clan Patriarch turned and left, heading back to the Hell Realm.
The ten Winged Worlds moved rapidly toward the Starry Sky Defense Line, like a cosmic blood bat flying through the dark void. The pressure it exuded could make even passing gods tremble in fear.
Suddenly, ahead, the trajectories of countless stars changed, becoming wildly chaotic.
“Whoosh!”
From the center of the chaotic sea of stars, a war axe flew out, slashing toward the ten Winged Worlds.
A Heavenly Court powerhouse had crossed the star river, coming to face the entire Undying Blood Clan alone, buying time for the Starry Sky Defense Line.
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Lihentian.
Zhang Ruochen had never felt time pass so slowly. Cultivating a Quantity Body was not difficult, but it consumed too much time.
Huang Tian and the Female Emperor had taken two hundred years.
Even with the profoundness of the Wuji Divine Dao, and even within the Time Torrent Zone, it was absolutely impossible to achieve in a single step.
There was no time.
Outside, Dragon Lord fought alone, struggling greatly. He had been wounded many times, his divine blood staining the Lihentian red.
All because he was protecting them as they broke through their realms, drawing the siege of powerful beings from all sides of the Hell Realm.
“No, I can’t cultivate step by step like this. I must break through as soon as possible.”
Zhang Ruochen knew very well that his cultivation method was completely different from others. He was walking another path.
What was called Quantity and Infinite were still within the rules of heaven and earth in this world.
He didn’t necessarily have to cultivate a Quantity Body. Instead, he needed to condense the fourth symbol—the Sun—achieving the Great Perfection of the Four Symbols.
Cultivating a Quantity Body could strengthen his physical body and divine soul, making his foundation more solid, increasing his chances of successfully condensing the Sun, and making it easier to bear the Four Symbols.
But time was pressing. He could no longer proceed step by step.
“Boom!”
Zhang Ruochen stood up. The divine patterns of Light Rule and Space Rule, along with various Yang-attributed Dao and Law rules, all burst forth. His body ignited.
No more cultivating the Quantity Body. He would directly condense the Sun.
Even if his current physical body couldn’t withstand it, risking self-immolation, he had to fight. The Underworld Clan and Death Clan had pushed him too far.
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Eight Infinite Realm powerhouses clashed, turning a vast expanse of void into chaos, filled with all kinds of divine light and rules.
Fortunately, they were in Lihentian, where the power of Esoterica was suppressed, and the rules of heaven and earth were difficult to mobilize. Space was stable and hard to break. Otherwise, the world would have turned upside down, and the force fluctuations could have destroyed an entire starry region.
One divine artifact after another unleashed their supreme might, continuously striking down.
Dragon Lord couldn’t break free. The six weaker Infinite Realm powerhouses among the Hell Realm’s experts always kept their distance, only harassing and ambushing him, preventing his escape.
Though he could use his speed and physical advantage to wound them, he would also be blocked, unable to break out of the encirclement.
The City Lord of the Divine City manifested the Death Clan’s only Heavenly Venerable divine ability, “Death God Transformation.” Behind him, death qi swirled, and a patch of black evil earth appeared.
This evil earth was not his Divine Realm World, nor an illusion. It was real, seemingly manifesting from a different dimension.
The Death God Transformation had ten stages. Each stage greatly increased its power.
Legend said the Death God Transformation might have been created by the Death Clan’s original ancestor. It was extremely difficult to cultivate, and since ancient times, very few had reached the seventh stage.
A being like the City Lord of the Divine City had only cultivated it to the sixth stage, the Blood Shadow Transformation.
When the Death God Transformation was unleashed, a ferocious blood shadow surged from the evil earth, merging with the City Lord of the Divine City. His four arms attacked simultaneously, sending a shower of blood-colored divine light toward Dragon Lord.
Blood poured from Dragon Lord’s wounds, which were hard to heal. Seeing the blood-colored divine light, he immediately retreated.
The City Lord of the Divine City grinned savagely. “Once a Heavenly Venerable divine ability is unleashed, it sweeps everything at the same level. Ji Wang, aren’t you very strong? Why are you retreating?”
Dragon Lord stopped. He couldn’t retreat any further.
The White Bone Skeleton swung its blade, merging nether flame and blade light, striking from behind.
Dragon Lord mobilized his divine qi and rules, preparing to manifest a divine ability.
But a flying blade-shaped divine artifact tore through the air, forcing him to block immediately. The divine ability he had half-formed was forcibly dispersed.
“Pfft!”
Dragon Lord dodged the City Lord of the Divine City’s Heavenly Venerable divine ability but couldn’t avoid the White Bone Skeleton’s blade. It struck his right shoulder, shattering the shoulder bone. The blade embedded itself into his body, cutting into his internal organs.
Dragon Lord’s five fingers turned into dragon claws, grabbing the blade.
The White Bone Skeleton tried to pull back the blade, but found it wouldn’t budge.
“Boom!”
His other dragon claw struck out. The White Bone Skeleton immediately extended a palm to meet it head-on.
The White Bone Skeleton was sent flying backward.
Because his hand had been severed earlier, this was a newly grown arm, quite fragile. After this clash, the entire bone arm shattered.
Dragon Lord turned his head and saw the City Lord of the Divine City once again manifesting the Death God Transformation. Ignoring his own injuries, his two dragon claws erupted with golden flames, and the dragon horns on his head also ignited.
Dragon roars echoed endlessly from within his body, like ten thousand dragons roaring.
“Death God Transformation!”
The City Lord of the Divine City unleashed the divine ability, his palm pressing down. The blood-colored divine light and black evil earth descended together.
“Your Heavenly Venerable divine ability is far from enough. Your cultivation is very crude.”
“Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage!”
Dragon Lord’s eyes shone with a proud, world-dominating light. He struck out with his palm, and his palm center transformed into a world, spewing golden light mist.
Ten thousand divine dragons flew out from his palm, majestic and domineering, directly piercing through the descending blood-colored divine light and black evil earth. They collapsed with a roar and fell.
“Pfft!”
The City Lord of the Divine City’s palm exploded into a mist of blood, and his body shot backward.