"Captain... Captain," a young hunter beside him stammered, his teeth chattering, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "The gate... the gate's gone. Those mortals... they really did storm up!"
The hunter captain shuddered, snapping out of his utter panic. He scrambled out from behind the pillar, letting out a bloodcurdling scream.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Mortals have attacked! Sound the alarm! Go quickly and fetch the God-King!"
The hunter captain scrambled and stumbled as he ran towards the depths of the divine realm. As he ran, he pulled a blood-red jade talisman from his robes and crushed it with all his might.
The piercing alarm instantly rang out across the entire divine realm.
A deep, resonant chime echoed from the direction of the main hall of the Divine Realm Council, one after another, urgent and heavy. This was the highest-level alarm bell, rung only when the Divine Realm faced annihilation. The chimes reverberated among the clouds, instantly throwing the once peaceful and tranquil Divine Realm into chaos. Countless streams of light shot into the sky from the temples in all directions, and swarms of deities, like wasps whose nest had been disturbed, frantically converged on the broken gate.
Qianyu stood with his hands behind his back at the forefront of the ruins. His moon-white robe fluttered in the fierce winds of the divine realm, and the sea and moon totem on his lapel shimmered with a faint silver light.
Looking at the densely packed army of gods approaching from the distant sky, Qian Yu's expression remained unchanged. In his eyes, these high and mighty gods were nothing more than a group of ants that he could crush with a flick of his wrist.
"Haiyue did not intend to commit too many atrocities." Qianyu's tone was calm, but his voice clearly carried to the mortal army behind him. "But since this divine realm is already rotten to the core, let's cleanse it thoroughly."
Upon hearing Qianyu's words, the million-strong army behind them erupted in a deafening roar.
"kill!"
Empress Wu Zetian, riding a bronze chariot, was the first to charge onto the white jade plaza of the divine realm. With a wave of her imperial sword, the Tang cavalry, like a black torrent of steel, swept across the ruins and crashed into the oncoming ranks of the gods.
A third-level deity wielding two hammers glared angrily, his body radiating dazzling divine power.
"You mere mortal, how dare you lay your hands on the divine realm! Die!"
This third-level deity wielded a giant hammer, bringing it crashing down on the vanguard of the Tang Dynasty's iron cavalry with the force of Mount Tai.
Before the giant hammer could fall, a fiery red figure leaped high from the battle formation like a meteor. Mulan's dazzling red hair danced wildly in the wind. She gripped an exaggeratedly large greatsword in both hands, and her entire body erupted with an extremely wild fighting spirit.
"If you want to harm the soldiers of my Great Tang, you'd better ask the sword in my hand if it will allow it first!"
Hua Mulan swung her heavy sword with both hands, smashing it down to meet the giant hammer wielded by the third-level deity. The heavy sword and the giant hammer collided with a deafening crash in mid-air. The ear-piercing sound of metal shattering echoed through the sky. The giant hammer, forged from divine gold, was as fragile as tofu before Hua Mulan's heavy sword, instantly cleaved in two.
The tiger's mouth of the third-level deity's hands was split open, and blood spurted out. He looked at the mortal woman before him, who didn't even have divine power, with a face full of horror, and retreated repeatedly.
"You... what kind of monster are you?"
Hua Mulan sneered, and her heavy sword drew a semicircle in mid-air, bringing with it a terrifying dark red sword aura.
"Remember this, the one who killed you was Hua Mulan, a member of the Great Wall Guard of the Tang Dynasty!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Mulan swung her heavy sword out once more.
"Azure Slash!"
A crescent-shaped, dark red sword aura, tens of feet long, carrying terrifying power capable of tearing through space, instantly cleaved the third-level deity in two at the waist. And that wasn't all; the residual force of the Azure Breaking Slash continued unabated, like a giant scythe, sweeping across the dense formation of the divine realm's guards.
Screams echoed everywhere. A large number of third-level gods and ordinary deities didn't even have a chance to dodge before their divine cores were instantly shattered by the violent sword energy, turning into a rain of blood. With a single move, Mulan instantly killed over a hundred deities, completely stunning the divine army charging at the front.
These gods, who usually considered themselves noble, couldn't understand why a mortal woman possessed such terrifying destructive power.
Just as the divine realm's guards began to falter in their formation due to fear, the mage legion of Jixia Academy had already quietly completed its formation in the rear.
Da Qiao, dressed in a red and white shrine maiden outfit, floated barefoot in mid-air. The lantern in her hand emitted a ghostly blue light.
"The will of the ocean will cleanse all evil."
Da Qiao chanted softly, pointing her lantern towards the divine realm plaza ahead. A massive blue magic teleportation array, covering an area of several thousand feet in radius, materialized beneath the feet of the divine realm's guards.
The instant the formation activated, a deafening roar of ocean waves exploded in the sky. Countless violent water columns shattered the white jade floor, transforming into towering waves that swept hundreds of divine guardians into the air. The defensive barriers formed by divine power crumbled like paper before this primal demonic force from the deep sea.
Beside Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao, with her hair in two cute buns, waved a pink folding fan that was even bigger than herself.
"Meteor, heed my call!"
Xiao Qiao's sweet voice echoed across the battlefield. She forcefully hurled her folding fan high into the air. The pink folding fan rapidly disintegrated in mid-air, transforming into countless magical meteors with long trails, carrying devastatingly high temperatures, and crashing madly towards several magnificent temples in the distance.
The deafening roar of explosions was deafening. A pink meteor shower covered half of the divine realm plaza. The solemn temples, whose defensive formations had been reinforced by successive god-kings, couldn't even withstand the meteor shower for ten seconds before being reduced to ruins in the towering flames.
The magical storm unleashed by the Qiao sisters completely destroyed the last line of defense that the divine realm had always been proud of. The Jixia Academy's overwhelming power instilled deep despair in all the gods who attempted to resist. Mechanical creations raged in the clouds, and the brilliance of magic utterly suppressed the golden light of the divine realm.
The Spirit Hall's army of Soul Masters followed closely behind. Bibi Dong brandished her Papal Scepter, and a purplish-black poisonous mist instantly enveloped the divine formation on the right. Those gods tainted by the Death Spider Queen's deadly poison fell from the clouds with mournful cries, their very souls being completely corroded.
Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda showered the entire arena with dazzling amplification light. Qian Renxue's six-winged angel wings fully unfurled, and the angelic holy sword in her hand transformed into streaks of golden lightning; each strike claimed the life of a second-level deity. Xiao Wu, relying on Ning Rongrong's amplification, charged directly into the heart of the enemy formation. Her long, slender legs unleashed terrifying power, executing an eight-stage slam combo, smashing a first-level deity onto the white jade floor like a rag doll, creating craters tens of meters deep.
The divine army's defensive force was melting away at a visible rate under the iron hooves of mortals, like ice and snow under the sun. The piercing screams, the explosions of spells, and the sounds of collapsing buildings mingled together, tolling the death knell for the divine realm.
Qianyu strolled leisurely above the chaotic and bloody clouds. His steps were composed, and his moon-white robe was not stained with a single drop of blood.
A level-two deity in front of them, his eyes bloodshot, brandished a long spear and charged at Qian Yu like a madman.
Qianyu didn't even glance at him, but continued walking.
When the spear was less than three inches from Qianyu's brow, an invisible halo of light suddenly rippled out from Qianyu's body. The second-level deity's body froze abruptly. The next second, he and the spear in his hand silently turned into the finest dust, completely dissipating with the breeze of the divine realm.
Qianyu strolled through the brutal battlefield as if walking in his own backyard. Wherever he went, all the guardians of the divine realm crumbled under his invisible power. There was no resistance, no struggle, only absolute crushing power. This oppressive feeling of regarding all living beings as nothingness was even more terrifying than the surrounding army of madmen slaughtering.
The few remaining high-ranking deities watched Qian Yu's figure approaching and desperately dropped their weapons.
Qian Yu stopped in his tracks. He stood in the very center of the God Realm Plaza, his feet resting on a fragment of a massive stone tablet carved with the mark of Asura. Qian Yu raised his head, his clear gaze piercing through the layers of clouds, locking onto the Asura Secret Realm deep within the God Realm, shrouded in crimson light. He knew that Tang San was hiding there, watching everything that was happening outside.
The surrounding air froze completely at that moment. The shouts of battle and the sounds of explosions on the battlefield all fell silent in an instant.
"Tang San".
Qian Yu spoke softly. His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried a power that pierced the soul. These two simple words transformed into rolling thunder, instantly spreading to every corner of the divine realm. Whether it was a god fighting a bloody battle or a fairy trembling in the depths of a temple, all were shaken to their core by this voice.
"Come out and take your beating."
The five cold words, without any superfluous embellishment, were like five towering mountains, crashing down on the heads of the entire divine realm.
Qianyu stood with her hands behind her back, her moon-white robe fluttering in the wind.
"Haiyue has already arrived at your doorstep. If you continue to hide inside like a coward, Haiyue will not hesitate to uproot this Shura Secret Realm herself."
Qianyu stared straight ahead, her tone brimming with absolute arrogance.
The million-strong mortal army simultaneously ceased their attack. The spears of the Tang Dynasty cavalry pointed directly at the Asura Secret Realm, the mages of Jixia Academy aimed their demonic radiance at the crimson light barrier, and the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall gripped their weapons tightly. Everyone was waiting, waiting for Tang San, hailed as the strongest god-king in the God Realm, to appear.
The Divine Realm Plaza was deathly silent, save for the heavy stench of blood in the air. In the distance, above the Asura Secret Realm, the thick, crimson clouds began to churn violently. An extremely oppressive red light, brimming with an aura of extreme slaughter, was slowly rising from the depths of the secret realm.
Qian Yu watched the churning blood-red light, a slight, utterly contemptuous smile playing on his lips. He didn't draw his sword. He had no interest in dealing with such a petty person who rose to power through underhanded means and only knew how to scheme in secret. He simply stood there, looking down on him like an ant, quietly waiting for his opponent's final struggle.
Qian Renxue sheathed her Angelic Holy Sword and flew down to Qian Yu's side. Her dazzling golden armor was stained with the blood of many gods, and she exuded a sharp killing intent.
"Father." Qian Renxue looked at the rolling blood cloud and snorted coldly, "It seems that this hypocrite has finally lost his temper. He probably thinks that by absorbing the laws of the Asura God King, he will be invincible."
Qianyu gently shook her head.
"It's just a slightly thicker tortoise shell." Qian Yu said calmly, "Hai Yue will show him today that in the face of absolute power, his proud God King Law is nothing but a fart."
Xiao Wu, who was standing on the other side, ran over breathlessly and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Lord Qianyu! If he comes out in a bit, don't rush to kill him!" Xiaowu gritted her teeth and waved her little fists. "Yesterday he said he was going to skin Sister Qianrenxue alive. I have to go up and kick him a few times to vent my anger!"
Ning Rongrong, carrying the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda, followed from behind.
"Xiao Wu is right. We must make him pay back a thousandfold for the humiliation he suffered." Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously.
Qian Yu looked at the girls' indignant expressions, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently ruffled Qian Renxue's hair.
"Don't worry. Haiyue said she would crush him in front of the entire continent."
Qian Yu turned around to face the dozen or so soul-guiding devices behind him, still operating at full power. The enormous crystal screens transmitted the horrific scene of the God Realm, along with Qian Yu's aloof figure, in real time to every corner of the Douluo Continent. The people and soul masters of the entire continent held their breath, their eyes glued to the screen.
They had witnessed firsthand how mortals slaughtered the high and mighty gods, and how the seemingly impregnable defenses of the divine realm were torn apart like paper. And now, they were about to witness this final battle of the gods.
The blood-red clouds in the direction of the Asura Secret Realm churned more and more violently. Accompanied by a piercing explosion that tore through the sky, a thick pillar of blood-red light shot into the heavens, directly dyeing the sky of the God Realm crimson. This pillar of blood-red light was imbued with an extremely dense killing law, causing most of the mortal soldiers present to feel a difficulty in breathing.
"Haiyue, I'll be waiting for you here."
Qianyu stood silently in place, without adopting any defensive stance. His moon-white robe, illuminated by the scarlet light, appeared even more aloof and cold.
"Tang San." Qian Yu spoke for the last time, her voice booming like a great bell, shattering the blood-red clouds in the sky, "Are you ready to face Hai Yue's judgment?"
As Qian Yu finished speaking, a tall figure wearing dark red Asura God Armor and wielding the Asura Demon Sword slowly emerged from the blood-red pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.
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