Chapter 110

The wind on the White Bone Wasteland stopped.

The bone dust that originally filled the sky and the wails of the spirits were completely reduced to nothing under that astonishing, ancient finger.

The sky remained the same dull yellow, but the oppressive heaviness weighing on people's hearts had largely dissipated.

On the ground, Gu Xue Dao was sticking his butt up, digging back and forth in the huge impact crater like a miser.

Well, this is really a good thing.

He held in his hand a divine badge emanating an azure storm aura.

The divine badge was still faintly trembling, as if trying to escape, but Gu Xue Dao roughly shoved it into a specially made sealing jade box,

"If this thing is given to Old Seven's wind-attributed grandson, within ten years our family will gain another supreme expert."

"We've struck it rich, this time we really struck it rich."

Gu Zhan rubbed his two big hands like palm fans, drool almost dripping onto his feet.

He didn't mind the eerie aura lingering on the divine badge, and with a sweep of his big hand he gathered all these treasures, enough to make outsiders fight over them, into his bosom.

"Handle it gently, that's a divine badge, not a potato, and don't just absorb it casually; these are strategic resources, to be distributed by the family head."

Gu Xuan Ce's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help reminding.

"Hey, I know my limits."

Gu Zhan grinned, showing a mouthful of big white teeth,

"This is a good thing for establishing the foundation of our family's children; I wouldn't dare damage it."

Gu Yuan stood in midair, tossing and playing with that most core divine badge of the Withered Bone Ancient God.

It felt ice-cold to the touch, as if it contained a dead, silent underworld.

Almost done.

After playing with it for a while, Gu Yuan casually threw the divine badge to Gu Lin Jiang behind him, his gaze appearing to admire the distant scenery while actually checking the dynamic map provided by the system in his mind.

On the map, the originally dense red dots had disappeared in a large area.

These red dots originally indicated the positions of the half-evil gods.

Thus, Gu Yuan was able to have the Gu Family elders exterminate all the half-evil gods and false gods within several million li nearby in just a few days.

At the very center of the map, within the black region marked as extremely dangerous, a dark red light point was flashing wildly.

Around that light point, not a single red dot dared to approach.

Even the lines representing the law there showed a twisted, broken state.

Found it.

Gu Yuan thought to himself.

That is the ultimate goal of this expedition—the location of the divine badge of the Slaughtering Supreme God.

"Father." Gu Yuan turned around, looking at Gu Lin Tian behind him, "The location is confirmed—it's in the Twilight Forbidden Zone at the very center of the God Realm."

Gu Lin Tian gave a slight nod, and in his eyes that seemed to see past and future, a glint of sharpness flashed.

"Since we've found it, let's go. Even the rats hiding in the gutters can't hold back any longer."

……

At the same time, in the Twilight God Realm, the Supreme Heaven.

Silence.

The four ancient gods originally suspended above the divine throne—the Molten Ancient God, the Plague Lord, the Dark Walker, and that most mysterious Thousand-Eyed God Monarch—were now staring intently at the image in the void.

The image froze at the moment the Lord of Withered Bones shattered.

There was no fierce battle, no evenly matched confrontation.

It was merely a finger, lightly tapping.

And then, there was nothing after.

Three ancient gods of their same rank, twenty evil gods capable of sweeping a region, all vanished completely from this world.

"What…… power is that?"

The Molten Ancient God's voice trembled; his body, forged from a hundred million years of earth fire, actually felt a bone‑chilling cold.

It reminded him of the fear of being dominated by the lofty mother gods.

He even felt…… it surpassed those mother gods!

An oppression and power comparable to that of the Supreme God!

"It's an immortal."

A hoarse voice broke his fear.

The black‑robed emissary stepped out from the shadows.

Although his hood still covered his face, the four ancient gods could sense that this usually inscrutable emissary's aura was now somewhat disturbed.

"Immortal? You mean beings outside that surpass the ancient gods and the Heavenly Emperor realm you speak of……" The Thousand‑Eyed God Monarch's myriad eyes narrowed simultaneously, showing extreme apprehension.

"Not bad."

The black‑robed emissary drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his shock and greed.

True Immortal Talisman!

Such a thing is a rare life‑saving treasure even in the immortal realm and immortal domain.

Normally only those deep‑rooted longevity clans would bestow one upon their most core descendants.

But fortunately.

For a True Immortal, refining this is extremely difficult, so the quantity is likely small—perhaps only this one exists!

Moreover, the power sealed within the token is absolutely a full‑force strike at the peak of a True Immortal!

Such power—let alone these native ancient gods, even he would have to retreat three leagues.

All you divine lords, no need to panic.

The black-robed emissary lifted their head, their tone regaining composure, even tinged with a guiding contempt: "That's merely a one-time consumable gifted by the elders of the outside world."

Are you sure?

The Lord of Plague's voice sounded like a rusty saw blade scraping, full of doubt.

I'm certain, or do you divine lords think that a treasure surpassing a true immortal's strike could be casually produced by those otherworldly visitors? If they truly had the strength to storm the Supreme Heaven directly, why bother with this divide-and-weaken tactic?

But what if they still have one more? What then?

The black-robed emissary's eyes flickered.

He understood the Lord of Plague's meaning.

Isn't he just trying to suck up for some benefit?

He snorted coldly in his heart, a flash of light in his hand, and four weapons emitting heart-pounding fluctuations hovered in the air.

A jet-black dagger, a bone shield etched with curses runes, a beating rotten heart, and a broken spear.

This is……

The four ancient gods' breathing instantly grew heavy.

They could clearly sense that the power contained in these four weapons far surpassed the divine artifacts they held, even carrying a hint of the 'Mother Goddess's' aura.

Half-Immortal Artifacts.

A flicker of pain crossed the black-robed emissary's eyes, but for the sake of the grand plan, he had to bear it: "These are treasures I brought from my realm; though somewhat damaged, they are enough to double your combat power."

He casually waved his hand, and the four half-immortal artifacts each flew toward the four ancient gods.

With them in hand, those people have just expended their trump cards, now at their weakest; even if they could still use one more, you united would surely be able to block them, and furthermore……

The black-robed emissary paused, his voice dropping low and full of temptation: "They are heading for the Twilight Forbidden Land; you should know what lies there."

Twilight Forbidden Land!

The four ancient gods' hearts jolted.

There lies buried the supreme god of the old era, also a taboo they have long coveted but dared not touch.

If those outsiders were to obtain the Supreme Godhood……

We cannot let them succeed!

The Molten Rock Ancient God seized the broken spear in one grasp; the instant it entered his hand, the raging molten-rock divine power resonated with the spear's destructive law, causing his aura to surge instantly.

Exactly, that's ours!

Greed ultimately triumphs over fear.

Seeing the fighting spirit reignite in the four ancient gods' eyes, the black-robed emissary curled the corner of his mouth beneath his hood into a cold, sinister arc.

Go, go slaughter.

No matter who wins or loses, the collapse of this world is already destined.

And the Immortal Dao Origin on those outsiders……

The black-robed emissary licked his lips, his eyes full of greed.

That will be the finest gift he can offer to his Lord.