Chapter 419: The Fortune God returns to his post, all the world's fortune returns to the Underworld; Yama's Great Sun fist battles th

Bang bang bang bang bang——!!!

Explosion!

Constant explosions!

Terrifying power, like a heavenly river bursting its banks, a horrifying torrent, surging forth and flooding everything, destroying everything!

Xie Yunshen felt only extreme, horrifying pain—the agony of his flesh being blown apart, every inch of his skin bursting open.

Clearly, his flesh, fortified by the Qi Luck Golden Lotus, was tougher than divine weapons—indestructible, impervious to all things……

But at this moment, he was blown apart, shattered into countless fragments.

Golden blood, golden flesh, golden bone!

Blasted into stars filling the sky!

What on earth……

What the hell is going on?!

Xie Yunshen was bewildered; he could not imagine the scene bursting forth from the Underworld Yama……

Eight……

Could those be…… eight Mysterious Gate Divine Seeds?!

This guy, is he even human?!

Divine Seed Martial Arts…… how could Xie Yunshen not know of it?

As the Dàjǐng National Preceptor, to deal with the various divine sects, he naturally had studied the martial arts in detail.

Mysterious Gate Divine Seed Martial Arts, passed down for ages, existed even before the Guiyi Miao ever descended into the mortal world.

But even in legend, eight Mysterious Gate Divine Seeds lighting up simultaneously……

Such a monster—Xie Yunshen has scoured all martial records, yet found no trace of it!

Eight Mysterious Gate Divine Seeds……

Arabian Nights!

But the fact is, this bloody scene is laid bare before him…… only…… it uses his own blood!

Underworld Yama…… is concealing his cultivation!

Boom——!!!

Xie Yunshen's consciousness only reached this point.

As the power of the Qi Luck Golden Lotus waned, he faced the Underworld Yama's punch with no ability to resist.

Yet the Underworld Yama's punch, though merely casual, was powerful to the point of extreme terror!

The ground exploded, countless spiderweb-like cracks spreading at the speed of a heavenly dragon drilling, fine debris continually rolling up, surging without cease!

The entire imperial army's camp could feel the terrifying tremor.

It felt as if the earth-rage mountain collapsed, heaven and earth swaying!

Dust and smoke rolled up, obscuring everyone's vision.

Making it even harder to see!

Everyone could only vaguely see a golden lotus blooming within, even drawing a golden pillar of light from heaven and earth!

Whooooo——

Heaven and earth seemed to become deathly silent at this moment.

Only the Seven Treasures kept surging, the roar of raging air currents, countless air currents continually dragging dust and stone, spreading outward without cease!

Rumble!

Time did not therefore freeze!

Everyone stared, hearts tense, full of curiosity.

Because they all knew this was the Underworld Yama clashing with Xie Yunshen, who had received the Dàjǐng's qi luck.

The power of qi luck……

That is to say, the power of heaven and earth!

Even before the Guiyi Miao was ever born, there were those who could borrow heaven and earth's qi luck, break its limits, and step into the terrifying realm above Martial Saint!

So, the power of qi luck……

It is an ancient power, but obtaining it is excessively demanding.

Too little, and it does little; only when qi luck gathers to the scale of a nation can it have great effect!

The Dàjǐng Eleven Dao, the various great divine sects all grasp qi luck—that is the sect's qi luck, accumulated over thousands of years of cultivation in each dao.

When qi luck wanes, the sect weakens; yet this power of qi luck is illusory, requiring experts to comprehend and master it.

Not everyone can grasp and receive the blessing of qi luck.

Yet now, Xie Yunshen has actually received the blessing of qi luck, enough to see the Dàjǐng Emperor's trust in him.

Xie Yunshen, blessed with qi luck, saw his combat power soar to near the level of Divine Tribulation; if not for the limited number of divine tribulations, he might have directly mastered tribulation-level combat power.

Of course, bearing qi luck also comes at a great cost.

How exactly is the situation?

Dust and smoke raged, intertwining.

Gu Qianchi, the Old Ancestor of the Bashu Sword Pavilion floating in the air, frowned slightly, his mighty earth‑dao soul surging forth, seeking to sense.

But he was faintly blocked by an invisible force.

Although the Underworld Yama possesses the combat power of a Half‑Step Martial God, ……

He doesn't even have the ability to fight Ji Molì one‑on‑one; facing Xie Yunshen, whose body is clad in the inviolable Qi Luck Golden Lotus beneath the God Realm, he likely has little chance.

At least……

Xie Yunshen, in this underworld‑joint Hunting God Pavilion's meticulously designed assassination, should be announcing defeat!

Xie Yunshen, survived!

…

…

Xie Yunshen, dead.

Li Che wore a black‑and‑white split King‑Yama mask, and his whole body turned into dazzling gold, even the tips of his hair reflected golden qi and blood.

He stood still, eight star‑like, supremely brilliant lights rose from his spine, which curled like a roaring angry dragon!

His black shirt was tinged with golden light, stretched tight over his body, outlining an incredibly refined and robust flesh.

Each massive tendon quivered, as if an angry dragon kept roaring!

A terrifying aura raged and intertwined, solidifying everything around—whether smoke, or the shattered blood and flesh, broken bones that exploded and floated in the air,

Xie Yunshen was hammered to pieces by Li Che's single punch!

He exploded into fragments instantly.

Mainly it was Xie Yunshen… who courted death himself.

A leaper actually tried to engage him in close combat; I really can't understand what Xie Yunshen's purpose is.

However, it's not hard to guess: Xie Yunshen's cultivation is low, his divine talent lacking, he practiced martial ways, his skill not great, but at least he counts as a warrior.

Thus, even with the blessing of Dàjǐng's Fortune Golden Lotus, he still kept the warrior's habit of close‑quarters fighting.

He immediately leapt into Li Che's Victory Heaven Dao Domain, now expanded to a thirty‑foot radius.

Otherwise, Xie Yunshen would use the power of Fortune to keep distance while dueling Li Che, forcing Li Che to find a way to close in.

And Xie Yunshen's proactive move to get close is tantamount to thrusting his head forward for Li Che to shatter.

Li Che not crushing him even a bit would be a disservice to his enthusiasm.

Within the Victory Heaven Dao Domain, Li Che can also unleash heavenly might…

When colliding with the might of Fortune, it's clear that the Victory Heaven Half‑Child… is stronger!

Since he can surpass Victory Heaven, he can naturally overcome Xie Yunshen's Fortune Golden Lotus.

In short.

Xie Yunshen's luck is truly poor.

If he faced any half‑step Martial God, he might turn the tide.

But just…

He met Li Che, who commands the Victory Heaven Dao Domain and whose flesh has been forged to the terrifying pinnacle of human limits.

Both his combat experience and skillful pressure are completely suppressed…

So, the Xie Yunshen who first mustered the courage to clench his fists and rise in rebellion ended up with a lifetime of seclusion.

Buzz—

Xie Yunshen was blasted apart, yet the power of the Fortune Golden Lotus had not yet dissipated.

Li Che's gaze swept over, vaguely sensing the Fortune Golden Lotus's power, which began a rhythm of continual disintegration.

This is the power of Fortune!

Even in Li Che's eyes, a fervent intent could not help but surface.

His powerful aura spread, causing Xie Yunshen's exploded flesh to solidify and hover in the air; his five fingers spread, and instantly all the fragments gathered together.

Before Li Che, they coalesced into a golden ball of blood and flesh.

Golden blood droplets continued to fall with a ticking sound.

Li Che, displaying the Eight Wonders Gate, had endlessly perfect muscular lines, his golden hair cascading to his knees like a soaring cape.

He raised his hand; merely that motion seemed to burden the very space.

Under the black‑and‑white split mask, Li Che's eyes were as ancient wells.

Xie Yunshen is a talent.

When Xie Yunshen could be trusted by Emperor Dàjǐng, even receiving the Fortune Golden Lotus, Li Che knew…

Such a talent should be brought into the underworld!

Dàjǐng can gather all worldly Fortune into one, and Qian Yuan can too!

And for Qian Yuan to achieve this, he naturally needs talented assistance.

Binding Spirit!

Between heaven and earth, a cold wind blew, and lost souls howled.

In an instant, black shadows began to appear atop Xie Yunshen's flesh ball, slowly twisting and growing, gradually outlining Xie Yunshen's shape.

From the nether, the dead were forcibly seized and brought back.

Xie Yunshen's Binding Spirit slowly took shape…

Finally, after fully forming, Xie Yunshen suddenly opened his eyes.

In his eyes surged endless bewilderment.

He's dead?

But… he's alive again?!

Is this the underworld's method?

He didn't hear the clattering of chains, because Xie Yunshen's cultivation was indeed too weak; unlike a top‑tier ultimate death, it seemed he had to wrestle the chains from the nether to return to the underworld.

Xie Yunshen's plain robe fluttered, black‑and‑white hair strands flew, and on his aged face a faint bitter smile appeared.

After becoming the Binding Spirit, some things he previously didn't know gradually cleared in his mind.

Li Che…

Li Che!

Creator of the Underworld…

It's actually Li Che!

Xie Yunshen truly didn't expect this!

That lowborn, who came from the insignificant town of Fēiléichéng, an honest, straightforward woodcarver, could actually be the creator of the Underworld's most vicious force!

"Xie Yunshen, at your service, Lord!"

"Thank you, Lord, for letting me die and be revived."

"From now on, Xie Yunshen will look only to the Lord's direction!"

Xie Yunshen showed no hesitation.

He clasped his fists and bowed, expressing his respect and submission.

He is a clever person; being clever, he rarely makes a wrong decision.

Between life and death, he naturally chose life without hesitation!

Even if…

It meant surviving in a way he could not comprehend.

At this moment, Xie Yunshen also understood why the Heavenly Ruin Earth Deficiency betrayed him—no, they didn't betray him; they were already dead.

After death, they were revived by the Underworld, and the revived Heavenly Ruin Earth Deficiency naturally chose to submit.

At this moment, Xie Yunshen finally understood the main cause of his first Mountain‑cutting, Sect‑breaking battle's defeat!

"Not bad, truly a clever person; your awareness is clear."

Li Che, wearing the King of Hell mask, praised with a single sentence.

Perhaps because Xie Yunshen had the Fortune Golden Lotus bestowed, after revival he did not appear confused despite his weak strength.

Of course, it is also because Li Che's Pure‑Heart Dao Fruit rank has risen to Lv 6, greatly enhancing his Binding Spirit ability.

"It is the Lord's grace."

Xie Yunshen was exceedingly respectful.

In his heart, however, he felt about his current state…

…extremely satisfied!

Because Xie Yunshen discovered that after becoming a Binding Spirit, as long as he devours other Binding Spirits, he can grow stronger!

If he were not immortal, with his original cultivation talent, he would likely never reach the Grand Master realm in this lifetime.

Thus, death is truly wonderful.

Moreover, Xie Yunshen boldly speculated whether his current condition could… achieve longevity!

An undying, indestructible state…

Isn't that exactly immortality?!

Of course…

Provided the Lord does not die.

His immortality ceiling is bound to Lord Li Che; as long as Li Che lives, the Binding Spirit will not die!

"Try it—can you maintain this Fortune Golden Lotus and regain control of the Fortune power?"

Li Che said lightly.

This is the main reason he was eager to revive Xie Yunshen.

The Fortune Golden Lotus may be slowly dissipating now because Xie Yunshen's death.

The golden Fortune pillar linking heaven and earth is also collapsing…

"Here."

Xie Yunshen instantly stiffened.

He knew his cultivation was low; his useful tools were his mind, his mouth, and… his grasp of Fortune!

If he could regain Dàjǐng's Fortune Golden Lotus…

Then his standing in the Underworld would become unprecedentedly important!

From Li Che's words, Xie Yunshen already sensed a certain scent.

It was…

The scent of ambition!

Xie Yunshen's eyes flickered with brilliance; the Binding Spirit's heart began to pulse wildly…

The time to show his worth has arrived!

He isn't afraid that Li Che has ambition; he fears that Li Che lacks ambition.

Because Li Che's ambition… is what allows Xie Yunshen's role to manifest!

Xie Yunshen floated up within the Fortune Golden Lotus, flinging his arms wide, and in his mind appeared the qualification and ability bestowed by Emperor Dàjǐng to dominate and control Dàjǐng's six‑part Fortune.

Buzz—

An invisible flow of energy spread and burst forth.

Xie Yunshen's eyes instantly turned brilliant gold; his whole body transformed into gold, his aura soaring higher and higher!

He had actually reverted to the state before Li Che's hammer‑blow that killed him!

Fortune re‑bestowed!

Behind him, the disaster wheel was slowly coalescing, still hazy.

His aura reached the pinnacle of the Half‑Step Divine Realm!

Li Che, in his black robe, darted like a hunter, dancing and striking amid the wind and waves, and gave a light laugh.

"Not bad."

Xie Yunshen regained control of the Qi Yun power, his eyes glittering.

"You know what you should do next, don't you?"

"You continue to stay within the imperial army… You now, still are the Great Scene Cloth‑Robed National Teacher Xie Yunshen."

Li Che said.

Xie Yunshen's eyes flashed, instantly syncing his brainwaves with Li Che's.

"There."

"The world's Qi Yun… Great Scene can obtain it, Dry Origin can obtain it as well."

Under the mask, Li Che gave a slight smile.

Hearing that, Xie Yunshen couldn't help but laugh as well.

Gathering the Qi Yun of the great sects for the Great Scene emperor is gathering, gathering it for one's own lord is also gathering…

The duties are basically the same, just a change of allegiance.

The emperor still holds a quarter of Great Scene's Qi Yun in his hand; this is the emperor's distrust of him, giving only six‑tenths of Qi Yun for him to manage, nurturing three Qi Yun Golden Lotuses.

Of course, that's understandable; after all… entrusting a nation's fate entirely to one person is indeed unreliable.

But understanding aside, the petty scheming in his actions, Xie Yunshen could naturally sense.

And now, as for the lord, he would certainly not be so guarded against him…

A sense of challenge rose in Xie Yunshen's heart.

He understood the lord's purpose in keeping him in the court camp: maintain a false identity, use the court's power to subdue mountain sects.

The two would clash, and the one who reaps the catch would naturally be the Underworld and the Dry Origin Divine Sect.

Boom—

Hm?!

Mo Cheng Fengdu trembled with a faint rumble.

The Divine Tribulation Great Refinement Zhao Beidou was pulled into Mo Cheng Fengdu, as if a terrifying explosion were occurring.

In fact, from Li Che acting as the King of Hell to Xie Yunshen's rebellion that triggered the Qi Yun Golden Lotus and led to his death, completing the confinement of the deity…

…did not take a very long time.

But there were three or four dozen breaths. Zhao Beidou, this Divine Tribulation Great Refinement, inside Mo Cheng Fengdu, seemed to be exhausting all his strength trying to break free.

Li Che was single‑minded in killing Xie Yunshen, so he never sensed the situation inside.

However, the problem was not great.

Because within Mo Cheng Fengdu, he let the top‑tier apex beings—Tian Can Di Que, Han Sixi, Qing Long, Zhu Que, Bai Hu, and other supreme deities—surround Zhao Beidou.

They entangled Zhao Beidou as much as possible, preventing him from quickly breaking out of Mo Cheng Fengdu.

But now, it seems…

The situation is less optimistic than he imagined.

So many top‑tier apex beings and supreme deities appear unable to block Zhao Beidou.

Even though among them is Tian Can Di Que, who can perform combo techniques and reach half‑step War‑God level, facing a true divine tribulation… they have no defense.

Under the black‑and‑white split King of Hell mask, Li Che stared deeply at Xie Yunshen.

Xie Yunshen's whole body radiated golden light, clasping his fists in a bow.

"Lord, rest assured, I will spare no effort, and will steal all the world's Qi Yun!"

"The world's Qi Yun will ultimately return to the Underworld!"

Xie Yunshen's voice rose, his emotions surging, he said.

Steal the world's Qi Yun?

Under the mask, Li Che's lips curled slightly.

He clenched his five fingers.

A white chess piece hovered in his palm.

Then his whole body abruptly vanished.

Xie Yunshen maintained his bowing posture, his torso bent ninety degrees, his cloth‑robed sleeves hanging, nearly touching the ground.

After the lord's figure completely disappeared.

He then slowly straightened up.

A suppressed smile surfaced on his face.

"Hahaha—"

A deep laugh came from his mouth.

Exhilarating!

Unprecedented exhilaration!

Xie Yunshen spread his arms, his golden hair flying, his whole being ecstatic to the extreme.

After transforming into a confined deity…

If he does not sense the lord's suppression, what Xie Yunshen can feel is only unbound freedom!

Freedom of the change in life's layers!

He now…

Is an undying, imperishable existence!

He has a substantial flesh body, his own independent will, his cultivation talent has been restored, and he can improve by devouring other confined deities…

Xie Yunshen only regrets, only regrets that he could not become a confined deity earlier!

Over these years, to raise his cultivation and to make his status noble, he has paid too much, too much……

Clad in plain cloth, rising from weakness in childhood, he climbed bit by bit to the height of a state preceptor—how could there be no payment?

From a plain‑cloth, humble background, wanting to rise high and look far……

He must pay more than those aristocratic offspring and heaven‑pride dragonets!

He has endured too much humiliation; he bore it all, and verbal mockery and insults are nothing.

Even as a youth, to cultivate and to join the Divine Sect, he begged the Divine Sect for a chance to train, even enduring the humiliation of having his dignity discarded—crotch‑level insult!

But in the end he was still eliminated, forever nailed to the pillar of shame.

But only now does he realize that heaven and earth… actually have another perspective!

Xie Yunshen forever remembers that lofty Divine Sect; perhaps the Divine Sect has forgotten that there once was an insignificant youth, subjected to utter humiliation by its second generation!

Laughing and laughing, Xie Yunshen suddenly became melancholy.

His gaze swept over, landing on the spot where no trace of shattered flesh and blood remained on the ground.

That was……

The position where the sword‑wielding guard Ning An was blown apart.

What a pity.

A loyal guard.

He knew his lord could revive Ning An, but…… Xie Yunshen dared not speak of it, nor could he.

Because……

In this battle, Ning An must die.

If Ning An lived, it would be the greatest loophole.

Xie Yunshen survived because he borrowed two‑tenths of Dàjǐng's national fortune, relying on the power of the Qi Luck Golden Lotus, which allowed him to withstand the onslaught of a half‑step Martial God like the Underworld's King Yan.

And Ning An……

A mere Grand Master—how could he survive?

"Go well……"

Xie Yunshen sighed softly.

The next moment, he raised his hand and slapped his own chest.

Pfft——

Golden blood spurted out, sliding down from the corner of his mouth.

Whoosh——

Heaven and earth gave rise to wind, which blew the ruins' dust and sand apart like threads.

Gravel and dirt rolled on endlessly.

Above the firmament, gaze after gaze shot down sharply.

Xie Yunshen stood upon the Qi Luck Golden Lotus; the golden lotus divine seal on his forehead shone brightly, and the heavenly will descended as a Qi Luck Golden Pillar, drawing down to bathe him.

Xie Yunshen's plain‑cloth sleeves billowed wildly behind him as he proudly lifted his head.

As if shouting to the whole Primordial Origin Dao City.

Old man and King Yan…… fifty‑fifty!

Old man!

Not dead!

……

……

Whoosh——

The raging wind wreaked havoc, as if the solidified dust and sand were being split apart by a terrifying long blade!

Above the firmament.

The opposing Gu Qianchi and Divine Hunter Assassin Fang Hanshu narrowed their eyes; their heaven‑earth dao souls almost instantly spanned across, sweeping over the torn dust.

The image leapt into view, imprinting itself on their sight!

"Not dead?!"

"As expected……"

"We've failed……"

Beneath the Star Vortex Mask, Fang Hanshu let out a light sigh, gazing at Xie Yunshen who stood with hands behind his back, head proudly raised, his face showing an unrestrained, barely contained smile.

Fang Hanshu's eyes involuntarily flashed a hint of regret.

It seems the failure is indeed real.

The Underworld King Yan's strength is indeed not bad, but unfortunately…… he has not entered the Divine Realm.

Without being in the Divine Realm, trying to slay Xie Yunshen, who is bolstered by the Qi Luck Golden Lotus, is too difficult.

Xie Yunshen, invincible below the Divine Realm, not having slain the Underworld King Yan is already quite good; and that the King Yan could wound Xie Yunshen and still escape intact is no disgrace to the Underworld's name.

"The assassination failed…… Looks like I should leave as well."

A light sigh.

Beneath the Star Vortex Mask, Fang Hanshu's sleeves flew as he hurled himself backward with violent force, the space instantly bursting apart.

Gu Qianchi narrowed his eyes, clenched his fingers, and a ringing sword qi swept forth.

But it was merely a symbolic sweep.

Forcibly retaining a God Tribulation Grand Cultivator is no easy feat; unless he goes all out and unleashes the Disaster Calamity Wheel, there is little chance to restrain the opponent.

There's simply no need for that; earlier, when assaulting Primordial Origin Dao City, he was schemed by the Half‑Saint Divine Eagle of the Primordial Origin Divine Sect, bringing upon himself the Three Calamities Nine Tribulations, which he barely managed to conceal—if he now unleashed the Disaster Calamity Wheel, he would hardly be able to evade it again.

So, Gu Qianchi made a symbolic interception.

He then indifferently watched the God-Hunter Assassin wearing the star-vortex mask flee into the void and disappear.

"God-Hunter Pavilion..."

Gu Qianchi slowly exhaled a breath.

His gaze shifted to Xie Yunshen standing amid the ruins, and the Commoner National Teacher slowly retracted his Qi Fortune Golden Lotus.

His heart involuntarily relaxed.

As long as he's not dead, it's fine.

The Ba Shu Sword Pavilion had already chosen to surrender to the court, accepting the court's amnesty; if the Commoner National Teacher Xie Yunshen, who led the amnesty, were to die.

That would not be good news for the Ba Shu Sword Pavilion.

…

…

Boom—!!

A terrifying explosion boomed, echoing throughout the pitch-black city as dark as ink.

Black clouds piled up to the heavens!

Lightning snakes writhed, thunder roared!

Countless ink-colored raindrops, with a splashing sound, seemed to tear a huge gap in the black clouds, causing the accumulated water to pour down uncontrollably.

Like one sharp spear after another, fueled by furious rage, they slammed hard into the ruined earth, into the black-tiled roofs of the ink-colored buildings, kicking up a murky, ink-colored spray like gauze.

Netherworld, Ink City Fengdu!

An awe-inspiring pressure, like the Milky Way's embankment broken, unleashing the heavenly waters without limit, pouring down endlessly.

The expanding shockwave and fierce wind spread rapidly in all directions!

A figure floated above Ink City; the ground of Ink City was already covered with hideous, terrifying cracks, countless stones lifted by the invisible qi and drifting upward.

Boom—!

As if the ground of Ink City were injecting an energy surge straight into the sky.

Zhao Beidou, with white hair and a youthful face, hovered midair, his hands spread with fingers hooked, both palms flickering with icy-white calamity fire.

Scorching yet icy, like a strange qi from two heavens, it caused the surrounding air to continually explode.

Terrifying Dao-accumulation pressure continually emanated from him.

Making heaven and earth dim, wind and rain swaying!

The very void of Ink City seemed to tremble incessantly, as if about to be torn apart and explode.

Zhao Beidou's pupils flickered with calamity fire light, and a murderous aura rolled over his face.

"Netherworld... who gave you the guts to drag this old man into this minor cave heaven?!"

Zhao Beidou felt no joy or sorrow, but his words were thick with killing intent.

He hadn't expected that, instead of rescuing Xie Yunshen, he would be unexpectedly thrust into this strange city.

The thick, deathly aura was like a city built in the nether realm.

But Zhao Beidou instantly realized that this city... was probably a minor cave heaven!

Cities as vessels are the preferred choice for most God Tribulation cultivators to create minor cave heavens!

Besides that, there are also mountains, rivers, lakes, islands, etc., as vessels; God Tribulation grandmasters, when creating minor cave heavens to avoid tribulation, always use these terrains as reference!

When Zhao Beidou was dragged into this minor cave heaven, his heart inevitably sank.

He knew, things had gone badly!

The Netherworld's assassination of Xie Yunshen had long been planned out.

Even God Tribulation grandmasters dare to scheme!

Really...

Their gall is truly enormous!

Hum—!!

A gust of wind howled over the shattered ground; countless falling raindrops kept gathering, slowly outlining the form of Heaven Remnant Earth Defect, and besides him, Yue Huanglong, Han Sishi, Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and many other bound gods!

Heaven Remnant Earth Defect united, and the half-step war god's phantom appeared again!

These bound gods were all reborn and re-condensed after Zhao Beidou blasted them to pieces.

Moreover, Zhao Beidou's gaze rose, falling upon the netherworld ox demon standing on the pure-black rectangular building.

It seemed as if countless threads extended from those figures, connecting and injecting into the netherworld ox demon's body.

"Kill!"

The ox demon's burly, towering frame resembled a pagoda mountain, his eyes sunk and solemn as he bellowed coldly!

In an instant.

Transformed into a half-step war god, Heaven Remnant Earth Defect struck out, fearless of death!

Like a mountain tilting forward, its overwhelming momentum crashed down!

However——

Zhao Beidou's pupils narrowed.

His heart involuntarily felt a chill.

"These bastards... how can they not be killed?!"

Death and rebirth, they fear no death!

One after another, they charged like madmen.

Zhao Beidou had never seen such a situation—what kind of divine secret technique is this?!

However, Zhao Beidou's mind was extremely calm; he spread his five fingers wide, struck fiercely, and in an instant a savage bone claw ignited with white flames swept across horizontally!

Bang—!!!

The Half‑step War God's Heaven‑Ruin Earth‑Gap was directly slapped out sideways, and the Half‑step War God's illusory figure shattered and exploded!

And Yue Huanglong, Han Sixi and other top‑grade ultimate points also acted immediately!

"I can blast you twice, I can blast you three times!"

Zhao Beidou brought his five fingers together, swung fiercely, and his arm cracked the void like a whip.

In an instant, the White Dark Calamity Fire—one of the three great tribulation flames—transformed into an incredibly sharp, forest‑white blade, twisted the void, and slashed Yue Huanglong and Han Sixi apart…

The overwhelming power was almost crushing!

The power of top‑grade ultimate peaks, before a true Divine Tribulation master, truly seemed like a minor sorcerer before a great one!

Just that terrifying Dao‑Essence pressure alone made them unable to resist!

The terrifying white fire‑light long sword pierced numerous bound spirits, then brutally struck the ground of Mo City, carving an enormous chasm!

Rumble—!!!

The ground trembled incessantly, cracked fissures spreading like a net, the cracks proliferating densely—ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang!

Countless Mo City houses, once affected, collapsed with a roar, erupting rainwater and ink‑colored smoke!

Zhao Beidou's eyes were cold and desolate; he was not in a hurry to break out now.

Why?

Because he was sealed here; the assassination outside should have ended long ago.

Even if he fought his way out, he wouldn't have time to protect Xie Yunshen.

It would be better to destroy this Underworld stronghold!

Kill all the Underworld fiends cleanly!

However, these Underworld thugs were extremely strange, as if they possessed immortal bodies; after being blasted apart, they kept reviving, which was astonishing.

Such strangeness made Zhao Beidou, a great Divine Tribulation cultivator, feel a slight chill in his heart!

"Is it because of this city?"

Zhao Beidou's hair fluttered as he squinted his eyes.

Or perhaps…

These people are nothing but puppets!

The real Underworld members…

…are the Bull Demon that shoved him into this city?!

Countless raging winds swirled around Zhao Beidou; his eyes lifted, focusing on the towering Underworld Bull Demon standing on a pure black rectangular building, massive as a mountain!

Zhao Beidou's murderous intent surged!

"You brought me into this small heaven, yet I did not sense any Divine Tribulation aura…"

"This is a small heaven without Divine Tribulation!"

Zhao Beidou took a deep breath.

In the next moment he spread his arms, countless white flames behind him flickered, gradually forming two massive, immense light wheels!

Like a deity's wheel behind them, they slowly rotated, radiating a dazzling brilliance!

Buzz—!!

"Within the small heaven…"

"Disaster Tribulation shield! Here… Divine Tribulation can unabashedly unleash the Disaster Wheel, fully unleashing its combat power!"

Bang—!!!

The sky seemed shattered in an instant.

Countless black fissures intertwined.

The sound of words still roared wildly throughout Mo City!

Yet Zhao Beidou, the embodiment of Divine Tribulation, had already passed through the shattered space and appeared before the Bull Demon standing atop the building!

A palm struck down!

In an instant…

Above Mo City, white flames roiled and surged, as if turning into a boiling sea of fire!

A savage white bone hand, following Zhao Beidou's motion, slammed down from the sea of fire, intending to slay the Underworld Bull Demon on the spot!

Zhao Beidou could not believe it…

Within this vast small heaven, there wasn't a single living person!

And the only living being must be the key to breaking the stalemate!

"Die now!"

Zhao Beidou shouted fiercely!

Heaven and earth lost their colors, the vast sky fell silent!

However—

The instant his palm descended.

Behind the Underworld Bull Demon, a white chess piece suddenly floated, twisted, and then transformed into the Underworld King of Hell wearing a black‑and‑white split mask!

Terrifying golden qi surged, exploding like an endless ocean in an instant!

Yan Wang's eyes erupted with supreme, dazzling battle intent!

He stepped forward, his five fingers like hooks, crushing the wind and waves!

A twist of the waist!

Eight‑Wheel Great Sun leapt behind simultaneously, illuminating the azure heavens!

Facing Zhao Beidou, this god‑calamity's great‑cultivation full‑force erupting palm…

Fiercely smashed out!

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