Chapter 811: Three Corpses' Latent Potential, Chaos Evil God

Boom—!

Terrifying signs of the Great Cataclysm descended.

Deep within the projection of the Primal Chaos Origin, the blood-red Tribulation Eye seemed to swell into a blood-red gem suffusing the calamity-stricken space, unsettling to behold.

Clearly, the double-layered sixfold Great Cataclysm had overlapped, producing astonishing anomalies in the Great Cataclysm.

Zhang Jian swept his gaze over, yet paid it no heed.

This time, he still chose to undergo the Sixth Great Cataclysm in the depths of the Primal Chaos Origin Sea.

Vast, formless divine power descended, and his true form was instantly drawn by this power into an unknown depth of the Great Cataclysm space.

Upon entering this depth of the Great Cataclysm space, Zhang Jian's expression flickered slightly.

Where his gaze fell, countless blood-red Tribulation Thunderbolts in the void's depths resembled dancing blood dragons.

Spiderweb-like blood-red lightning from the thunderclouds transformed into boundless torrents pouring down from the heavens, shattering all heavenly and earthly Dao principles.

In the depths of the void, only an eternal, unknown Dao principle manifested within, destroying all things and returning all to finality.

These layered thunderbolts wholly possessed a portion of the nature of Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder.

Not only could they suppress the Dao-heart, but they could also erode one's Dao cultivation.

Gazing upon the myriad blood-red thunderbolts descending from the firmament, Zhang Jian's expression remained unmoved; he simply rose into the air, his body surging upward as billions of purple-gold divine rays burst forth from his three thousand divine apertures, the blood-red Tribulation Thunderbolts transforming into frenzied dragons that slammed against his protective divine light—yet even his protective divine light remained unmoved.

Instantly, above the void, the blood-red Tribulation Thunderbolts shifted, as if possessing an independent terrifying will, like a lofty Tribulation Heavenly Lord.

Then, above the void, billions of layers of thundercloud light spun, instantly condensing into vast, terrifying light-shadows.

Within the light-shadows, projections of innate spirit treasures suffused with thunderbolt radiance manifested.

These projections of innate spirit treasures condensed from the Thunder Dao seemed substantial, and the innate immortal divine prohibition Dao laws within were fully aroused.

First to appear before Zhang Jian's eyes was a Chaos Thunder Pool, seemingly the source of all heavenly realms and myriad innate thunders, where renowned innate divine thunders from across heaven and earth were nurtured and formed.

These innate divine thunders were not nascent innate thunder seeds, but had been evolved to the utmost, becoming Great Dao Divine Thunder.

In an instant, they transformed into an innate divine net descending upon Zhang Jian.

Moreover, there was another layer of heavenly-earthly divine net, possessing a meticulous, seamless quality.

Layer upon layer of divine thunder—whether targeting the Dao-heart, the Dao-body, or the Dao-cultivation.

Gazing upon this scene, Zhang Jian's expression remained unchanged, and he did not even employ any secret art to counterattack, relying solely on his vast true-form divine energy; with a wave of his hand, a layer of divine power suffusing billions of layers of Chaos Ocean burst forth, and the layered divine thunder nets forming above the void shattered, while the Chaos Thunder Gods evolving at each node were submerged in terrifying divine energy.

At this moment, within his Niwan Palace, even the Good and Evil Corpses could not help but marvel in astonishment at Zhang Jian's astonishing Dao cultivation.

Yet the power of these innate divine thunders was by no means weak.

Each innate divine thunder had been evolved to the utmost, forming the root source of the Great Dao.

And when multiple Great Dao root-source divine thunders combined, their power was sufficient to destroy heaven and earth.

Like world-ending divine thunder.

Yet Zhang Jian casually pierced it with a single strand of pure divine power, shattering it.

Yet see, the thunder net tore apart, and the blood-red Tribulation Eye in the depths of the Great Cataclysm space grew ever more frenzied, the layered Great Cataclysm omens intensifying, while faint omens of the Return to the Ruins emerged around it.

As if the evolving Great Cataclysm universe was rapidly plummeting, falling toward the Eye of the Return to the Ruins.

The power of the Return to the Ruins' conclusion grew ever stronger.

Within the blood-red Tribulation Eye, light spots flickered, revealing that mighty cultivator imprints were being reborn anew from the boundless Great Cataclysm Tribulation Thunder.

Beneath the blood-red Tribulation Thunder, four mighty figures first emerged.

These four figures radiated an intense aura of perfected root-source Dao fruition, either coalesced from the 【Cataclysm】 root source, or 【End of the Dharma】, or 【Destruction】, or 【Calamity】.

Their divine energy surged mightily, far surpassing that of an ordinary Third Transformation Dao Lord by far.

The aura they emitted was comparable to that of three supreme beings who had completed the path of the Three Transformations Dao Lord!

This enhancement of calamity power was somewhat astonishing.

Zhang Jian had previously undergone two Sixth Great Cataclysms, but the four Dao-protectors born from the blood-eye were mostly ordinary Dao Lord foundations, even falling short of the peak Dao Lord category.

Yet now they had transformed into Three Transformations Dao Lords who had completed the path of the supreme beings!

Simultaneously above the firmament, more blood-red radiance descended, manifesting ordinary Dao-protectors charging toward Zhang Jian.

In the depths of the void, the omens of the Return to the Ruins' Eye intensified further.

Zhang Jian immediately understood: if he could not break the Great Cataclysm before the Eye of the Return to the Ruins took form, he would likely face great trouble.

"It seems I cannot continue probing the limits of the Earth Emperor's true form!"

His expression shifted, and purple-gold dragon-shaped light flowed from his palm, transforming into a purple-gold ancient sword.

Dragon Chant Sword.

The long sword in his hand trembled, and instantly several strands of purple-gold sword light flashed out from the void.

Astonishing sword light shot up to the heavens, yet two strands of sword light intertwined, forming a vortex that pierced straight into the firmament, directly penetrating the terrifying blood-red Tribulation Eye; at the same time, the two sword lights transformed into dazzling purple-gold spiral vortices, peerless sword light churning and shattering the blood-red Tribulation Eye, from which a great purple-gold sword qi vortex was born, as if swallowing the boundless heavenly and earthly Dao principles.

One after another, the Dao-protectors that had just condensed from beneath the blood-red radiance, in this purple-gold vortex where heaven and earth sank, could not even stand firm, and in an instant were pierced through their true forms by reversing strands of dazzling sword light sweeping outward, their bodies collapsing.

And beneath the blood-red Tribulation Eye, the four mighty Dao-protectors just forming had their auras not yet solidified, when they were drawn into the purple-gold vortex, forced to passively employ secret arts for defense.

Behind Zhang Jian, the Lord of the Nine Abysses and the Lord of the State and Altar instantly manifested.

"Nine Dragons Part the Dao Sword Art!"

The two each held their swords in hand, several strands of straight sword light slicing through chaos and spacetime, instantly piercing the true forms of the four drawn-in mighty Dao-protectors; purple-gold sword light flashed and descended, enveloping them, and in one strike exterminated the four Dao-protectors into fragments.

Upon seeing this, the Lord of the Nine Abysses immediately shook his head and said.

"It seems we have gone to unnecessary trouble!"

The Lord of the State and Altar, however, kept his expression unchanged, and instead wore a faint smile.

"Do you not feel we could appear as surprise troops? When the True Lord and other immortals and gods are locked in stalemate, we could strike opportunistically, and surely, as just now, we could turn the tide in one move!"

The Lord of the Nine Abysses did not think so, and sighed.

"Though we have attained Dao Lord status, walking the path of self-proof, our Dao cultivation is as different from the True Lord's as heaven and earth; even if the three of us attacked together, how much could we aid the True Lord? Do you believe any one of us alone has the ability to challenge a Dao Lord of the Ultimate Path?"

The lord of the state and altars kept his gaze steady.

Although they walked the path of self-proof, compared to the foundation of the main body, it was naturally far inferior.

Even though it was the path of the supreme powerhouse, not everyone possessed such a terrifying foundation as the true self.

Facing a Dao-seeker, being able to escape was already good, let alone slaying them.

Suddenly, the Lord of the Nine Abysses spoke lightly.

"Unless..."

The Lord of the State and Altars glanced at him, knowing what the Lord of the Nine Abysses was thinking.

"Unless it is the unification of the three corpses!"

Once the three corpses unite, forming another Earth Emperor Dao Sovereign, it will naturally be able to help Zhang Jian.

At this moment, Zhang Jian glanced at the two and shook his head slightly.

"For now, there is no need for such haste; you still have vast untapped potential. To rush into the unification of the three corpses is too precipitate!"

The wondrous method of severing the three corpses has endured throughout the myriad worlds, possessing its own profound mysteries.

When the cultivation of the three corpses reaches its peak, one can possess three incarnations close to the true self, and even surpass it.

Back then, the Supreme Dao Ancestor, during the great calamity, manifested the likeness of the Three Pure Ones with a single body, and his name shook the myriad worlds.

Now, the Lord of the Nine Abysses and the Lord of the State and Altars still have untapped potential; Zhang Jian naturally does not wish for a direct unification of the three corpses.

Moreover, at this stage, even if the unification of the three corpses were to benefit him, it would be merely an added bonus, of little use.

The blood-colored calamity eye was shattered, and the entire great destruction space immediately began to gradually collapse.

Zhang Jian, following the connection with the original spacetime coordinates, had his true body vanish within this great destruction space.

……

Within the Chaotic Divine Aperture, Zhang Jian's true body reappeared, and the vast chaotic spiritual energy around him transformed into a torrent, inhaling and exhaling through his three thousand divine apertures. The three thousand divine apertures seemed to become three thousand heavenly realms, three thousand chaotic universes, and divine power was vast.

At the center were the Nine Heavenly Dao Jade Palaces, within which it seemed as if the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao were truly being nurtured and born, governing the pivot.

The boundless chaotic essence contained within the entire Chaotic Divine Aperture was forcibly devoured clean by the three thousand chaotic divine apertures in just a dozen breaths.

Such devouring power was truly earth-shattering.

After having devoured the chaotic divine aperture here clean, Zhang Jian calculated the time and found it was already approaching the appointed time with Emperor Guangsheng. He then transformed his form into a stream of light and rushed toward the Ninth Chaotic Market in the Gengchen Region.

However, upon entering the Ninth Chaotic Market of the Gengchen Region, his expression slightly stirred.

Where his gaze fell, he saw that the chaotic market before him was noticeably different from before.

The radiance of the outer chaotic prohibition laws was faint and dim.

The celestial opening yin inscriptions previously manifested by the chaotic obelisks on the land had already become dark and invisible.

Was this a sign that this chaotic market had already been abandoned?

"Did they run away?"

Zhang Jian slightly furrowed his brow, but instantly dismissed the thought.

He still held three chaotic strange treasures in his hand that had not been delivered; what use would it be for Emperor Guangsheng to run away?

Moreover, the monk may run, but the temple cannot!

"It seems they encountered a chaotic evil god?"

Zhang Jian recalled the abandoned chaotic market he had encountered before.

Its immeasurable chaotic evil energy was extraordinarily terrifying.

In the moment of his thought, a purple-yellow sword light from deep within his palm transformed into a stream of light and shot into the depths of the chaotic market.

The sword light pierced the chaotic prohibition, and instantly, a terrifying evil energy like a vast ocean surged out from within the chaotic market, forming a dark green river that swept forward.

Myriads of evil lights shook heaven and earth, as if hundreds of dark green streams of light rushed straight toward Zhang Jian.

At this moment, Zhang Jian's lips curled with a hint of icy smile.

The powerful evil god that had contaminated the Ninth Chaotic Market had not actually left, but was still lying in ambush there, waiting like a hunter.

It just so happened to encounter his 'great rabbit'!

Zhang Jian's expression remained unchanged, his heart stirred slightly.

"Draw the sword!"

A vast purple-yellow dragon-shaped sword light burst forth from within his body. As he raised his hand, numerous sword lights appeared, winding like dragons and snakes, turning hundreds of times, coming from all directions, like a violent rain of light piercing through hundreds of dark green streams of light, while simultaneously submerging the Ninth Chaotic Market in a waterfall of sword light.

The earth-shattering blazing sword light seemed to pierce directly through hundreds of millions of miles of chaotic land around it.

……

Not far from the Ninth Chaotic Market, at this moment another figure was secretly observing this place—none other than Yan Qian Daoist.

Seeing the terrifying sword light erupting around the chaotic market, his pupils slightly flashed with shock, then he took out a treasure mirror and transmitted the message to Emperor Guangsheng.

At the same time, there was also a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Thousands of years ago, a chaotic evil god descended, and the Ninth Chaotic Market had no choice but to forcibly relocate.

He remained behind to monitor this place, while also attempting to contact the Earth Emperor Shangdi of the Taiji Immortal Court.

But unfortunately, he did not wait for the other party in the vicinity.

If not necessary, the chaotic market obviously did not wish for the other party to step into the trap of that terrifying chaotic evil god.

Such a distinguished guest, the chaotic market could not afford to provoke.

But now, he could only hope that the other party would slay the evil god and then give the chaotic market a chance to apologize and make amends.