Chapter 4215: The Most Terrifying Power in the God Realm
"Shi Yan was repelled? Such terrifying lightning power, that entire star domain is submerged, stars turning into blazing fireballs. Who made that move?"
Xiang Chunan gazed at the violent changes in the starry sky above Paradise Realm, feeling joy in his heart while also harboring doubt.
Able to repel an Ancestor must surely be another Ancestor. But even with his cultivation reaching the Indestructible Infinite realm, he could not clearly see the specifics of the battle between the two sides.
In the distant starry heavens beyond, it was as if two great worlds were colliding.
Storms swept across all directions, yet their forms remained invisible.
"It is the Dark Lord," Zhang Ruochen said.
Xiang Chunan did not overthink it and was quite happy to see Ancestor-level dogs biting each other. He laughed and said, "The Dark Lord has finally jumped out. I thought he would keep hiding forever. Big Brother, you seem troubled. What's wrong?"
Zhang Ruochen's expression was solemn, utterly unable to smile. The Dark Lord had already sided with the God Realm!
In his plan, the Dark Lord was the one most likely to be won over.
First, because the Dark Lord had deep grudges with the God Realm.
Second, Zhang Ruochen could use helping him seize the Desolate Moon as leverage.
Now it seemed the Dark Lord had never cared about past grievances, not considering himself as Bai Yuan but as a new identity. At the same time, the God Realm had already given him the Desolate Moon first, pulling him to their side.
"The Immortal of the God Realm is more cautious than I imagined. If they can use others, they will never act themselves. But is Feng Chi really that strong, enough to force even an Ancestor to submit?"
Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself, his eyes filled with both doubt and a surging battle intent.
The Dark Lord was extremely shrewd; he could not possibly fail to see that the God Realm was forming alliances to pick off the various Ancestors one by one.
Cooperating with the God Realm was like courting a tiger for its skin—it would not end well.
How could the Desolate Moon be so easily taken?
The Dark Lord must have already submitted.
To force an Ancestor into submission, the cultivation realm of the God Realm's Immortal was terrifying beyond imagination.
Xiang Chunan reacted, exclaiming in shock, "The Dark Lord has submitted to the God Realm? He's an Ancestor... this is a huge problem. The God Realm's strength has grown by a large margin. Big Brother, do you have a way to deal with this?"
"What are you worried about? These aren't things you should be considering."
Zhang Ruochen smiled, then added, "Besides, the most terrifying thing about the God Realm is not these Ancestors."
Xiang Chunan admired Zhang Ruochen's state of mind immensely—completely unshaken even as heaven and earth crumbled before him. He asked, "Then what is it? Is it the Seventy-Two Layer Tower, or the altars scattered across the universe?"
Zhang Ruochen did not answer. Gazing at the two Ancestor nebulas moving rapidly through the starry sky, he said, "Shi Yan is fleeing toward the Yama Clan World Tree. This chaotic battle is evolving into something that destroys heaven and earth! Such a chaotic and perilous Ancestor-level confrontation is rare even in the billion-year history of the universe."
"Back then, the epic Ancestor free-for-all stirred up by the Immovable Bright King Great Venerable was probably no more than this."
Xiang Chunan sighed in such a manner.
He knew that the star domain where the Yama Clan World Tree was located was erupting into a cosmic-level war.
The two divine armies of the God Realm and a large number of deities from the Hell Realm were already locked in battle, causing stars to fall.
Deities fell like rain, with countless casualties.
Whether it was Feng Tian and Nutian Shenzun, old acquaintances from the Destiny Temple, or friends and relatives from the Yama Clan, all were on that battlefield.
If Shi Yan fled there, it would surely trigger a catastrophe. How could Big Brother remain so calm and composed?
Xiang Chunan could not hold back and was about to ask, but he found the surrounding space and world changing dramatically, his feet landing on solid ground.
The sensation of solid ground came from beneath his feet.
Looking around, he saw streaks of divine light flying toward him.
It turned out that, without him noticing at all, Zhang Ruochen had already altered space, traveling through the universe to reach Paradise Realm. Now, the two of them appeared below the main altar.
Such a miraculous technique could only be possessed by an Ancestor.
The main altar was as massive as a star, continuously absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, shooting out a blinding pillar of light.
The pillar's diameter reached a hundred miles.
The destructive energy was so strong that even a Divine King or Divine Lord would turn into a cloud of blood mist if they got close.
Zhang Ruochen looked up at the spatial rift above the pillar of light.
That spatial rift was ten thousand miles in length and width.
With an Ancestor's eyes, one could see the territory of the God Realm behind the rift—mountain ranges, wasteland plains.
Such pillars of light and spatial rifts numbered tens of thousands across the entire universe.
Like bridges connecting two spaces.
Zhang Ruochen's pupils released two beams of light formed from Ancestor thoughts, flying into the God Realm through the spatial rift.
But as soon as the Ancestor thoughts entered the God Realm, they were crushed by a strange and immense force.
Zhang Ruochen did not even detect where this force came from.
"It seems he left another trump card in the God Realm. Is it related to the Divine Martial Mark?"
Zhang Ruochen sensed a fluctuation similar to the Divine Martial Mark. Suppressing his curiosity, he did not continue probing and turned his gaze to the main altar.
The number of cultivators who built the main altar peaked at tens of billions.
All the most elite beings of Paradise Realm were gathered here. But after the Second Confucian Ancestor activated the altar, nearly half of these tens of billions of cultivators lost their Divine Martial Marks and Qi Seas, effectively crippled. Over a hundred million cultivators died under the lightning divine punishment falling from the God Realm, turning to ash.
It was utterly tragic!
Calling this main altar a great tomb was not an exaggeration at all.
Not long ago, the Ancestor upheaval that erupted not only destroyed Shangqiu but also wiped out all life within millions of miles, leaving not a blade of grass, only soil stained with blood.
Let alone ordinary people and Saint realm cultivators—even deities suffered countless casualties.
And the operating main altar was continuously absorbing the blood energy and soul fragments from this land, like a sacrifice, transporting them to the God Realm.
"Greetings, Lord Imperial Dust!"
Shang Tian, Fan Chen, Meng Ge, Cihang Zunzhe, Guna Xianzi, Ke Yangshan, and dozens of Boundless realm powerhouses from the Heavenly Court Universe all bowed to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the severely injured deities and said, "Everyone, take good care of your injuries and do what you need to do. The blood of the Heavenly Court Universe's beings will not be shed in vain. The God Realm and Shi Yan will pay the price they deserve."
The deities withdrew, leaving only Fan Chen, Meng Ge, and Cihang Zunzhe.
Zhang Ruochen snapped his fingers, and a rift opened in the space behind him.
The suppressed Headless Kasyapa was thrown out from the spatial rift, landing before Fan Chen and Cihang Zunzhe.
A kasaya wrapped the corpse, golden light undispersed.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Headless Kasyapa is the Buddha's golden body, covered with Ancestor inscriptions and order cultivated by Kasyapa Buddha. You two may take it to contemplate! I believe your talent and comprehension will not lose to this possessor from the God Realm. In the short term, your cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds."
Cihang Zunzhe pressed her palms together and chanted a Buddhist phrase: "Thank you, Lord Imperial Dust, for returning the Buddha's golden body."
Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and said, "No! It's not a return, just a personal favor, lending it to you two for contemplation. You two must intensify your cultivation. The Western Universe still depends on you to hold it up."
Cihang Zunzhe's clear, water-like eyes flashed a hint of helpless melancholy and bitter smile.
This look and smile left Fan Chen, Meng Ge, and Xiang Chunan utterly astonished.
Was this the look a holy female Buddhist cultivator should have?
A female Buddhist cultivator becoming a close friend with the so-called "Sword God of Romance," Zhang Ruochen, inherently carried a special emotional bond between them.
Of course, it was by no means romantic love, but rather a beautiful artistic conception like flowers in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water—perceptible yet untouchable.
Fan Chen's eyes were full of guilt: "Er Jun Tian escaped!"
"I know."
Zhang Ruochen did not blame him, only nodded lightly.
Fan Chen said, "I will definitely find him and fulfill the promise I made back in the Gray Sea. I won't let him wreak havoc on the world."
"Although Er Jun Tian escaped, he prevented the God Realm from attacking the Yama Clan World Tree. That's not a bad thing. Don't blame yourself too much."
After a moment's thought, Zhang Ruochen added, "You monk, why do you have so much guilt? Isn't it tiring to live like this? How about having a drink?"
Fan Chen looked at Zhang Ruochen with a helpless expression, his guilt deepening.
"Senior Meng Ge, do you know where the Heavenly Demon is?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Meng Ge shook his head and said, "After returning from the God Realm, we never contacted each other again. He should be hiding somewhere to heal his injuries."
Mentioning the God Realm, Cihang Zunzhe looked up at the spatial rift above the main altar, sensing the aura emanating from the God Realm, and said, "After the Heaven and Earth Altar was activated, the distance between the God Realm's space and the real universe is constantly narrowing. Perhaps one day they will completely overlap. Or perhaps the God Realm will devour the real universe."
Meng Ge was also worried: "Lord Imperial Dust, you are an Ancestor, standing at a different height. Do you know what the God Realm intends to do? How should we respond?"
"Perhaps we will have the answer today."
Zhang Ruochen gazed in a certain direction in the starry sky and said so.
The few present followed his gaze.
They saw two Ancestor nebulas entering the star domain where the Yama Clan World Tree was located.
Xiang Chunan finally could not hold back and said, "Big Brother, the Yama Clan is in danger today! If you don't act, they might be annihilated."
This was a conclusion everyone could deduce, and the atmosphere became extremely heavy.
It was not that it had nothing to do with them.
Once the Yama Clan was wiped out, how long could they survive?
Shang Tian had already arranged everything. With a towering figure, he strode over and said from a distance, "If Lord Imperial Dust could have acted, he would have done so long before Shi Yan reached Paradise Realm."
Xiang Chunan found it hard to understand and said, "If Big Brother had acted then, this calamity in Paradise Realm might have been avoided."
Zhang Ruochen stood there like a mountain, not explaining anything.
"If Lord Imperial Dust had acted then, the Dark Lord would not have shown himself today, and the God Realm would not have exposed this trump card. If the Dark Lord were to strike at some critical moment in the future, he might catch Lord Imperial Dust off guard and kill him."
Shang Tian walked up to Zhang Ruochen and bowed again: "Compared to Lord Imperial Dust's safety and the future of all beings in the universe, what is this loss in Paradise Realm?"
Xiang Chunan thought for a moment and broke out in a cold sweat. Ancestor-level confrontations hid too many dangers.
Meng Ge said, "Chunan, if Lord Imperial Dust had to rush over for every incident, he would forever be led by the nose by his opponents, even used by them. At that point, forget about winning—he wouldn't even know how he died."
Shang Tian and Meng Ge had once been the left and right hands of Hao Tian, so they deeply understood the helplessness of those at the very top.
Many times, they could only watch as great world after great world turned into Merit Battlefields, destroyed in war.
It was not that they could not save them, but that they could not.
Because those at the very top were not responsible for the beings of a single great world; they had to stand at a higher position and be responsible for all great worlds. Not every war needed to be won—only the most critical one.
Now, Zhang Ruochen could do the same!
This was a true form of growth, from fighting for one world to living for the entire world.
Such a mature state of mind in Zhang Ruochen made Meng Ge and Shang Tian truly feel that he had surpassed Hao Tian, with the hope of leading them to defeat the nearly invincible enemy, the God Realm's Immortal.
Cihang Zunzhe had been pondering Zhang Ruochen's earlier words and said, "Lord Imperial Dust means that the God Realm will use its ultimate means on the Yama Clan?"
"I don't know!"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly, then added, "But the Yama Clan World Tree has become the center of all storms. If the God Realm does not use its final means, it won't be easy to break through. What exactly is this final means, what harm will it cause, and how should we counter it? We can only rely on the Yama Clan to test it out for us."
"Next, we will witness the annihilation of a supreme clan, just like the Holy Clan back then."
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Zhang Ruochen spoke the cruelest words in the calmest tone, his state of mind so strong that nothing could shake it.
Even if a clan was destroyed before his eyes, he would continue to wait. Wait for the God Realm to expose all its trump cards, wait for the Immortal to act, wait for rivers of blood to flow, wait for the best moment to strike.
The Nether Ancestor had patience, the God Realm's Immortal had patience, and he had to be even more patient.
Shi Yan used the Zhou Cauldron as a boat.
Beneath the cauldron's body, a wide Time Divine River ran parallel.
The Wu Cauldron and Hong Cauldron floated above his head, clashing with the flying Thunder God Hammer and Darkness Cauldron, all the way to the star domain where the Yama Clan World Tree was located.
The Yan Land, like a primordial world, loomed faintly in the space behind Shi Yan, already refined into part of his Ancestor Realm.
The Lihentian Yan Clan members within the Yan Land, along with the ancient strong remnant soul possessors cultivated by Shi Yan, all turned into wisps of blood energy and soul mist, devoured into his belly.
Shi Yan's injuries had long healed, his blood energy even more vigorous, his Ancestor Divine Soul reaching unprecedented heights.
On his brow, an ancient "Demon" character mark appeared.
This demon character covered the Divine Martial Mark, frantically absorbing the power of quantity from Lihentian.
The "Yan" character gradually brightened from its faint state. The cultivation aura emitted by Shi Yan rapidly climbed, growing stronger and stronger.
"Blood Devouring Curse!"
"Soul Devouring Curse!"
Shi Yan looked at the distant World Tree, his eyes turning into two flames, casting Ancestor-level curses.
He wanted to use the curses to absorb the blood and souls of all Yama Clan members.
Thus, he could charge into the "Consistent from Beginning to End" realm.
"Leave this to you!"
Yan Wushen said this to the deities of the Hell Realm within the Fate Twelve Phases Divine Formation. His eyes were cold and deep, yet filled with infinite excitement and anticipation. Standing atop the head of the Ji-Character Azure Dragon, he charged toward the Ancestor nebula that covered the sky.
"Master, your disciple Yan Wushen has long wished to fight you!"
Yan Wushen's golden body was three thousand zhang tall. He spread his arms, his radiance surpassing that of a star by at least a hundred thousand times.
A Six Paths Reincarnation Seal, enveloping a trillion-mile star sea, manifested like a shield, magnificent and grand, blocking the invisible curse power surging toward the Yama Clan World Tree and pushing it back.
"Roar!"
The Ji-Character Azure Dragon roared, countless Ji-Character marks flying out from its body, spinning like small stars.
"Get out of the way!"
Shi Yan had long lost his former benevolent appearance, looking somewhat ferocious.
The Dark Lord was pursuing closely. At this life-or-death moment, breaking through to the next realm was his only thought. He would kill gods and buddhas alike.
The Zhou Cauldron flew out from under his feet, carrying the Time Divine River, and collided with the Six Paths Reincarnation Seal blocking the way.
With a "boom," the star sea was torn apart. The Zhou Cauldron broke through the starry sky and crashed into Yan Wushen's golden body.
Yan Wushen clenched his teeth, catching it with both palms. His indestructible body instantly cracked, and then most of the flesh on his body scattered.
Only his skeleton remained intact.
At the same time, the Time Divine River, like a primordial dragon, struck his chest, passing through his body, taking away countless tens of thousands of years of his lifespan.
Yan Wushen flew backward like a meteor, caught by the ocean of Ji-Character marks, heavily injured.
"Haha!"
Yan Wushen's long hair was disheveled, but he showed no sign of defeat. Instead, his battle intent surged, his expression wild and unrestrained.
The scattered flesh and blood remnants flew back toward him from all directions in the void.
Seeing that the Zhou Cauldron's strike had not crippled Yan Wushen, Shi Yan snorted heavily: "Wushen, you also flow with the blood of the Yama Clan, a descendant of the Quantity Demon. Today, let your blood energy help your master break through to the next realm, how about that?"
The flesh and blood remnants that were flying toward Yan Wushen were instead pulled by Ancestor order and Ancestor rules, flying toward Shi Yan.
"I'm afraid you, old master, won't have the fortune to enjoy it." Yan Wushen's face was mutilated, fierce and terrifying. His golden body grew again, from three thousand zhang to four thousand, five thousand...
It kept growing until it reached nine thousand zhang before finally stopping.
"Roar!"
With a long howl, Yan Wushen unleashed his half-ancestor peak cultivation realm, fully merging with the Ji-Character Azure Dragon, charging toward Shi Yan.
All Ancestor rules and Ancestor order blocking him were torn apart with his bare hands.
"He really was hiding his cultivation."
Shi Yan absorbed Yan Wushen's flesh and blood remnants, his whole body radiating divine light. He took a step forward.
Instantly, space collapsed, and dense spatial fragments struck Yan Wushen like a deadly storm.
Yan Wushen let out a dragon roar from his mouth, covering his golden body with azure dragon scales, and punched out.
The Ji-Character fist force collided with the spatial fragments, immediately spinning into a vortex-shaped shockwave.
All Ancestor power was transported away by the Ji-Character fist force.
"Bang!"
The Wu Cauldron, carrying endless Wu Dao rules from the universe, flew out from behind the shattered spatial fragment storm, crushing the Ji-Character fist force and landing on Yan Wushen.
Shi Yan's strike was full force, intending to shatter Yan Wushen's physical body, thereby absorbing his flesh, blood, soul, and Dao law rules.
"How is this possible?"
Contrary to all observers' expectations, Yan Wushen withstood it.
His chest erupted with extreme blinding radiance, clashing with the Wu Cauldron, producing a deafening clang.
"His physical body is comparable to the Nine Cauldrons? And this is still below the Ancestor realm?"
In the Fate Twelve Phases Divine Formation, Xue Tu's eyes were about to pop out, feeling that Yan Wushen was outrageously heaven-defying.
Not to mention them, even the Dark Lord, who had caught up, was momentarily stunned.
Being hit directly by the Wu Cauldron, even an existence of his level would definitely be injured.
How could he have withstood it head-on?
"Good heavens, the Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror has finally appeared!" The Dark Lord saw the Six Paths Divine Mirror on Yan Wushen's chest through the blinding radiance.
This legendary divine mirror, said to be comparable to the Seventy-Two Layer Tower, showed its might today, truly extraordinary.
Shi Yan, plus the full-force strike of the Wu Cauldron, was actually withstood by a half-ancestor peak cultivator.
Part of the Wu Cauldron's explosive force was absorbed by the spinning Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror, part was deflected to the surroundings, and less than a third actually landed on Yan Wushen.
"Good! The Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror, you really did find it long ago."
Shi Yan was not angered but pleased, stepping on the Time Rule Divine River, chasing Yan Wushen at top speed.
As long as he seized the Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror, what did he have to fear from the Dark Lord and the Eternal True Ruler?
Although Yan Wushen had withstood the Wu Cauldron's strike, his injuries were even more severe. Seeing the Dark Lord arrive, he immediately fled far away.
"What's so good about it? Don't you know that today is your death day?"
A dark great handprint appeared above Shi Yan's head. The Myriad Forms Formless Seal manifested in the palm, firmly locking onto Shi Yan, slapping him away like swatting a mosquito, causing him to fly off, bleeding all over.
Then, the Darkness Cauldron smashed onto Shi Yan's head, driving his head into his abdomen.
Yan Wushen retreated to the Yama Outer Heaven at the top of the World Tree, his broken body rapidly regenerating flesh and blood. Watching the Dark Lord completely dominate Shi Yan, he couldn't help but sigh. Even among Ancestors, the gap was this huge.
He was completely crushed by Shi Yan.
Yet Shi Yan had no power to fight back in the Dark Lord's hands.
Suddenly.
Yan Wushen felt a deadly danger that suffocated him. His gaze turned to the shattered void above his head.
He saw nothing.
But he knew it was the Eternal True Ruler arriving!
"Yan Ancestor, you wish to refine the Yama Clan members and absorb the power of quantity to charge into the Consistent from Beginning to End realm. Your courage is commendable, and you have great boldness. But Yan Wushen is a hero of this era. With him guarding the World Tree, I'm afraid you won't be able to break in. How about the God Realm lending you a hand?"
The Eternal True Ruler's voice came from nowhere, echoing throughout the entire star domain. All the rules of heaven and earth jumped along with his sound waves.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, all the altars in the leaf worlds on the World Tree, regardless of size, were all activated.
They formed whirlpools of heaven and earth energy.
The Yama Clan had already sent out large numbers of cultivators to destroy these altars, but it was impossible to do so in a short time.
Some altars were distributed in forgotten ancient villages. Some altars had been buried deep underground for tens of millions of years.
Some altars were already dilapidated, mere ruins at the bottom of great lakes and oceans.
Now, all the altars built on the World Tree from ancient times to the present, countless tens of thousands, were all activated, shooting out pillars of light, forming spatial paths connecting to the God Realm.
It could be said.
The Divine Martial Mark was the God Realm's means of controlling all cultivators.
And the sacrificial altars were the God Realm's means of controlling the entire universe.
This scheme had been laid out for who knows how many billions of years.
It had utilized all cultivators from ancient times to the present.
Every altar was a chess piece placed by the God Realm's Immortal. This was its most terrifying power. No one knew what would happen if all the altars in the universe were activated.
"Not good, all the formations on the Yama Clan World Tree have been broken by these altars, becoming riddled with holes. Their attack power and defense will be completely lost."
Without formation protection and combined attacks, the entire Yama Clan would be crushed in one blow against the God Realm's two divine armies.
Chi Yao realized that the Yama Clan might be annihilated today. She immediately summoned the blood-red Dripping Blood Sword and, together with Zangjin Baihu, flew out of the Chaotian Que.
In an instant.
Zangjin Baihu's power merged with her. A golden "Burial" character mark appeared on her brow. Twenty-six layers of heavenly realm worlds unfolded above her head. Alone, she charged toward the World Tree where the Star Knight Legion was stationed.
If the Second Confucian Ancestor kept his promise and did not personally attack the Yama Clan,
As long as they held off the two divine armies, the Yama Clan could still be saved today.
"Whoosh!"
One sword cut through past and present, sword energy sweeping across the entire star domain.
All the divine spears launched by the Star Knight Legion from the World Tree were cut in one stroke, turning into metal fragments.
The next moment, the twenty-six layers of heavenly realm worlds heavily collided with the World Tree.
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