Chapter 137

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

"Abundance!"

Xuan Ge's consciousness trembled violently in the blood-red space; he clearly perceived that his personal guards in the outside world were dying one after another.

Those personal guards who sacrificed their lives to return power, those Shen Wu Army soldiers who followed him through life and death, were falling one by one.

Towering rage instantly shattered the shackles of reason, occupying his entire consciousness.

Without warning, without preamble, an invisible thread silently connected to his Destruction Path inclination.

Bluetooth connected!

At the edge of the cosmos, Nanuk stood quietly, suddenly sensing a strong and powerful thread emanating from the Destruction Path.

That thread carried ultimate rage and the desire for destruction, and it came precisely from Xuan Ge.

He did not hesitate in the slightest; his golden divine pupils instantly glanced toward the direction of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, his gaze piercing through the cosmos, precisely locking onto Xuan Ge.

He acted directly; endless Destruction Power surged ruthlessly into Xuan Ge's body along that thread, its intent clear.

To promote Xuan Ge to his Destruction Envoy, making him an Extermination Monarch under his command.

Not a second of calculation, not even the slightest pause.

A brilliant blue light arrow appeared out of thin air, carrying the biting sharpness of the Hunt Path, instantly severing that Destruction thread connecting Xuan Ge and Nanuk.

Fast to the extreme, giving Nanuk absolutely no chance to react.

Nanuk's golden pupils suddenly turned cold; the Destruction aura around him instantly surged, sweeping across the entire cosmos.

Since his ascension to godhood, he spoke for the first time; his voice was low and heavy, carrying endless rage and destructive intent, each word deliberate, resounding through the cosmos:

"Hunt."

He no longer looked at the Shen Wu Xian Zhou; his figure moved slightly, his gaze piercing through layer upon layer of cosmos, directly looking toward the other edge of the cosmos.

There, stood the Hunt Aeon.

The Hunt Aeon remained silent, a biting Hunt aura swirling around him.

The longbow in his hand was already drawn; the arrow condensed power capable of destroying heaven and earth, a posture of fighting the Destruction Aeon to the death.

Nanuk looked at the Hunt Aeon's stance; his cold face showed not the slightest expression. He slowly raised his hand, a sphere of ultimate red energy condensing in his palm.

Nanuk knew clearly in his heart that the Hunt Aeon had always been hiding beside Xuan Ge, secretly protecting him.

This time Xuan Ge suffered karmic backlash, his rage clouding his reason, triggering the Destruction Path thread — it was the best opportunity for him to promote Xuan Ge.

But the Hunt Aeon, so utterly without martial virtue, directly ignored Xuan Ge's life or death and forcibly cut off his plan.

Above the cosmos, two Aeons confronted each other, their auras towering, oppressive pressure sweeping across the entire cosmos.

But the battlefield of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou did not stop because of the gods' projection; the slaughter continued.

Only, the soldiers on both sides now harbored a trace of palpitations in their hearts, their expressions becoming somewhat grave.

On the Abundance Allied Forces side, everyone was secretly panicked: Could Xuan Ge really become an Extermination Monarch?

If Xuan Ge truly defected to Destruction and became Nanuk's Envoy, then this war of theirs would truly be unplayable.

And on the Shen Wu Army side, the palpitations were for the General's safety.

No matter what Path the General ultimately walks — Hunt, Destruction, or others — it does not matter.

What matters is that their General must live.

Inside the General's Mansion, Yu Huang raised his head, looking toward the two Aeons confronting each other at the sky's edge.

The two Aeons' bodies seemed to have truly descended upon the world, massive and majestic.

The gods' gazes seemed to fall upon the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, yet also seemed to face off against each other; majestic momentum, making one dare not look directly.

Yu Huang's expression instantly turned grave.

He knew he could not keep stalling; he had to completely finish off Xuan Ge while he was still in the throes of karmic backlash pain.

He hesitated no longer, clenched his fist, used all his strength, and struck viciously at Xuan Ge's abdomen.

"Puchi—"

The fist directly pierced through Xuan Ge's abdomen; fresh blood spurted out, dyeing Yu Huang's arm red.

Feeling the tactile sensation from his hand, his fingertips touching Xuan Ge's waist bone, he did not hesitate in the slightest, ruthlessly crushing it in his grip.

"Crack—"

The sound of bone shattering was clearly audible.

But the next second, Yu Huang suddenly widened his eyes, a look of horror appearing on his face.

Subconsciously stepping back a pace, looking at the Xuan Ge before him, he blurted out an extremely stupid question:

"You motherfucker! You're not a Xianzhou person!?"

At the moment he crushed Xuan Ge's waist bone just now, he only felt the sensation of flesh and bone, but did not feel the unique dantian viscera of Xianzhou immortals.

This is simply impossible!

The current Xuan Ge simply did not know what was happening in the outside world.

He was still trapped in the blood-red space, enduring endless pain, constantly torn and gnawed at by billions upon billions of karmic threads, his consciousness chaotic and blurred.

Yet even suffering extreme pain, even with his consciousness on the verge of collapse, he did not completely fall.

He muttered to himself, voice hoarse, consciousness unclear, yet carrying a stubborn obsession:

"I am the Divine Might General! You are not!!"

Xuan Ge has already gone mad.

The causal threads of countless billions of living beings, that endless resentment and despair, the agony of his personal guards' sacrifice—it all drove him completely mad.

Before him, around him, countless versions of himself seemed to appear.

Some of these "selves" stood in place, looking at him coldly;

some curled their lips in mocking smiles, looking at him with contempt;

others opened their mouths, cursing him wildly, accusing him of being unworthy of being the Divine Might General.

"I am the Divine Might! None of you are!!"

Xuan Ge let out a shrill howl, and in his madness, unleashed power unprecedented.

He no longer resisted those causal threads, but actively accepted them, subsuming all countless billions of causal threads into himself.

At the same time, his consciousness forcibly connected with the Shenwu Army, those faint traces of Hunt Path power he had once given them.

Coordinate together! Assimilate together!

Just as the Aeon of Destruction and the Aeon of Hunt faced off, a gentle yet eerie aura descended silently.

The gaze of Harmony Aeon Xi Pei penetrated Huan Yu, landing on the General's Mansion of Shen Wu Xian Zhou, landing on Xuan Ge.

Hunt & Destruction: Σ(°ロ°)

Damn! There's another expert?

Xi Pei paid no heed to the two Aeons' hostile gazes at all; endless Synchronization Power, like gentle starlight, slowly descended and was poured into Xuan Ge's body.

It added a level of power befitting an Emanator to Xuan Ge's newly awakened Harmony Path, helping him stabilize his Path and steady the binding of countless billions of causal threads.

Xuan Ge's eyes were still bloodshot; in his hand, he held a head at some point.

He could not tell whether it was someone else's or his own.

He looked at the countless "selves" suddenly vanishing before him, stunned for a moment, his chaotic consciousness gaining a glimmer of clarity.

Then, a pair of hands as brilliant as the starry sky, yet arranged like a starry-sky puzzle, lightly embraced him from behind.

Xi Pei wore a gentle smile, her eyes soft, leaning close to Xuan Ge's ear, speaking in an extremely gentle voice:

"Don't sleep; it's time to wake up."

Hearing these words, Xuan Ge was like struck by thunder, instantly waking up more than half.

He slowly turned his head to look at Xi Pei's face; his blood-red eyes gradually gained focus.

Only now did he realize who had come—the Harmony Aeon, Xi Pei.

His gaze subconsciously fell on Xi Pei's other features.

Xi Pei noticed his gaze, smiled gently, and said softly:

"If you want to know, go find the answer yourself."

After speaking, Xi Pei's figure, like starlight, slowly dissipated into the air, leaving not a trace.

Only Xuan Ge, madly mobilizing Synchronization Power and stabilizing his Dual Paths, remained, along with two Aeons standing at the edge of Huan Yu, somewhat bewildered.

The Hunt Aeon was stunned for a moment before realizing—he had been outplayed?

He immediately checked Xuan Ge's Anchor on the Hunt Path.

After a moment, his expression returned to calm.

He had not been outplayed; Xuan Ge was still on the Hunt Path, only that the philosophy of Xuan Ge's countless billions of thoughts becoming one had led him onto the Harmony Path.

At the edge of Huan Yu, Nanuk's gaze toward the Hunt Aeon slowly withdrew, his face still without the slightest expression.

He glanced at Xing Xiao beside him, then completely vanished at the edge of Huan Yu, leaving only a lingering aura of Destruction.

"Just now, when the Creative God possessed you, what did he say to you?"

Huan Long looked at Xing Xiao beside him strangely, his expression somewhat bewildered.

The glance Nanuk had cast at Xing Xiao just now carried a clear order.

And after hearing it, Xing Xiao's complexion began to flush, her expression somewhat off.

"Nothing." The flush on Xing Xiao's face quickly faded.

She regained her usual aloof appearance, her tone flat, without the slightest ripple, as if the earlier strangeness had merely been Huan Long's illusion.

Huan Long subconsciously looked down, glancing at Xing Xiao's legs, watching her as if she were desperately enduring something.

Huan Long silently complained in his heart: "Nothing? The way you're clamping your legs now is truly pathetic."

On the other side, on the Main Battlefield of Shen Wu Xian Zhou, Wei Qing's gaze became extremely cold, and the aura around him grew even more piercing.

Not only him; all the Shenwu Army behind him had gazes equally cold, expressions solemn, and the auras around them gradually became unified.

The Shenwu Army personal guards who had been self-detonating and returning power suddenly stopped their suicidal motions.

They moved in unison, neat and uniform, quickly returning to their ranks and reintegrating into the Shenwu Army formation, without the slightest chaos.

"What did the Harmony Aeon do?"

The Bu Li Ren priest stood far away, watching the scene before him, his face pale, his tone tinged with a hint of fear.

"Why has the Shenwu Army suddenly become so..."

His words trailed off, and he did not speak the two words "eerie."

Because there was no need to say it; everyone present in the Abundance Allied Forces could feel an incomparably eerie aura emanating from the Shenwu Army.

They breathed in unison, moved in unison, and even the fluctuations of their auras were exactly the same, as if they had become a single whole, sending chills down one's spine.

"Advance."

A low and majestic voice suddenly rang in every Shenwu Army soldier's ear.

It was Xuan Ge's voice, clear and firm, carrying an unquestionable command.

As the words fell, the great Shenwu Army began to change formation in unison.

The original cavalry and infantry formations quickly reorganized into a Synchronization Battle Array, its momentum eerie yet without flaw, full of oppressive pressure.

Even Wei Qing joined the ranks like an ordinary cavalryman, his movements neat and uniform, without the slightest distinction.

Inside the General's Mansion, Yu Huang retreated two steps in succession, eyes widened, his face written full of disbelief, staring dead at the Xuan Ge before him.

The wound on Xuan Ge's abdomen had already completely healed, the broken waist bones also restored to their original state, the bloodstains on his body gradually fading away.

Xuan Ge's pair of once crimson eyes had already returned to normal.

But the gold in the depths of his eyes had become incomparably weird.

Yu Huang looked at Xuan Ge, first curling his lips, laughing softly, the laughter growing larger and larger, more and more frenzied.

"Hahaha! Xuan Ge!"

He laughed long toward the sky, his tone carrying ultimate joy and fanaticism:

"I just knew your life wasn't meant to end! You truly delight me!"

PS: There was still a boss yesterday, continuing extra updates today.