# 573
**Chapter 574: War of National Fate**
Amon stood frozen, staring in shock at the young general who had come from Great Xia, declaring he would hold the Sun City accountable. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Had he… lost his mind?!
**Boom—!!**
From the center of the nine towering divine pillars, a brilliant and scorching divine light erupted from the Sun God Pillar, suppressing the surging Egyptian national fate and forcing it back into stillness. At the same time, a faint figure slowly materialized atop the pillar.
The illusory figure opened its eyes, and blazing solar radiance flared. Its pupils were like two miniature suns, burning with endless light and heat.
It turned its gaze toward the center of the square, where the young general stood holding a broken spear.
The might of the Sun God descended in an instant!
And upon Huo Qubing’s body, the national fate of Great Xia surged once more. His armor gleamed with blinding golden light, supporting his body. Even under the pressure of a Creator God, he stood as firm as the bloodstained broken spear in his hand.
Though he was only a heroic spirit, and in life, merely a Human Apex—
At this moment, behind him stood the entire national fate of Great Xia.
The illusory figure atop the Sun God Pillar narrowed its eyes. It raised a hand and pressed down gently. The divine pressure crushing down intensified several times over!
Huo Qubing’s body sank slightly. The stone tiles beneath his feet in Sun City shattered instantly, and cracks spiderwebbed across the square. Gripping his broken spear, he looked up at the Sun God’s figure atop the pillar, his expression unchanged.
His eyes were cold and resolute.
Just then, the black portal of fate behind him rippled, and a second figure stepped out.
Wearing a Zhongshan suit and holding a black staff, Nie Jingshan glanced at the figure atop the pillar, frowned slightly, then strode steadily to Huo Qubing’s side. He slammed his black staff into the stone beneath his feet!
**Dong—!**
A dull boom echoed across the square. Two pillars of Great Xia’s national fate surged into the sky.
Next, Li Kengqiang, dressed in a floral shirt and oversized sunglasses, strolled casually out of the portal. Behind the lenses, his eyes swept across the other empty divine pillars, and a grin tugged at his lips.
“Looks like the other nine gods aren’t home right now…”
He spun his spear in a flourish, and a blinding burst of Great Xia’s national fate erupted from his body.
The courtly Gongyang Wan followed, fanning herself gently. Her eyes shimmered with a faint gold as she silently unleashed her own fate power.
“I do love a good backdoor raid.”
Tang Yusheng, in a white shirt and bulky headphones, gripped his Sky-Piercer Halberd and walked calmly to the group. “Let’s make it count.”
Finally, Wang Qing stepped out, whip in hand. She cracked it against the stone ground, sending debris flying, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
“Let’s make this one for the history books!”
The six figures stood in the square. Six golden beams of light shot into the sky. Above, the massive golden dragon of national fate flickered into view, silently roaring at the floating Sun City beneath it.
The illusory figure atop the Sun God Pillar finally showed a trace of gravity as it gazed upon the golden dragon.
Within Sun City, several more divine auras stirred and raced toward the square.
Though eight of the nine pillar gods were absent, Sun City was home to more than just them—gods like the Eight Primordials also resided here. Sensing the Sun God’s fury, they rushed to intervene.
But upon arrival, they realized… there was little they could do.
These six had no physical forms. They were manifestations of fate itself.
As Amon had said, fate was intangible—not everyone could touch it. These gods governed their own laws, but none of them involved the essence of fate.
A war of national fate was not something just anyone could join.
Since the gods of Sun City had initiated this battle of fate, they would have to bear the cost of defeat.
The illusory figure atop the Sun God Pillar stared at the golden dragon for a moment, then slowly raised its divine scepter. Streams of sand-yellow fate rose from the city, weaving into the sky.
A towering pyramid illusion appeared, pressing down like a mountain upon the clouds.
Fate materialized.
This pyramid was three times larger than Great Xia’s golden dragon, majestic and imposing. Yet, strange black death energy clung to its surface—utterly devoid of the vitality of the golden dragon.
“The foundation of national fate lies in the people,” Huo Qubing said, looking up at the pyramid. “The gods of Sun City sacrificed their people, enslaved humanity to preserve their legacy. This has shaken the very roots of your fate. A fate without people is like duckweed without roots. Even as one of the ancient civilizations, you have declined. This is the will of heaven.
Your gods act against the natural order. You will meet a bitter end.
Today, I shall wield Great Xia’s fate as a sword—and cut down another thirty percent of yours!”
As his voice fell, the fate energy within him surged, connecting with the other five. A vast, ocean-like force of fate erupted!
In the sky, the golden dragon transformed into a colossal sword of primordial yellow, suspended silently. Wisps of fate energy spilled from its blade, sharp and murderous.
The sword’s tip pointed directly at the top of the death-shrouded pyramid.
“Cut down thirty percent of my fate?”
The figure atop the Sun God Pillar frowned. The twin suns in its eyes blazed hotter. “A mere ant… how much of Great Xia’s fate can you even command? The outcome of this battle is far from decided.”
He raised his scepter. A blazing sun appeared atop the pyramid, its scorching light dispelling the death energy shrouding it, briefly strengthening its fate.
Huo Qubing’s expression remained as cold as ice. The fate energy around him roiled, and a pure killing intent erupted in his eyes!
In the next moment, the primordial yellow sword in the sky struck!
A golden bolt of lightning flashed across the heavens.
The sword appeared before the pyramid. Its tip clashed against the surface. Two immense forces of fate surged violently from the point of impact!
The national fates of two nations collided head-on!
The blazing sun atop the pyramid was slowly eroded by the sword’s aura. Moments later, the blade pierced into the pyramid’s surface, emitting a faint hum.
Cracks began to spread across the pyramid!
The pupils of the figure atop the Sun God Pillar contracted sharply.
**Boom—!!**
After trembling for a moment, the primordial yellow sword tore through the pyramid, slicing through its solid fate like stone, carving out a massive chunk!
Exactly thirty percent.