Chapter 254

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

"How come he stopped moving?"

Xing propped her hat with one hand, her gaze falling on Dominicus of the Choir of Resonant Poetry.

The massive entity that had been operating moments ago abruptly fell still, and she couldn't help but feel a spark of curiosity.

"Looks like, His Majesty has arrived."

Ji Zi's brows relaxed, a faint smile curving her lips as she lifted her gaze toward the distant rift in the sky.

The pitch-black dream barrier was forcibly torn apart.

Dense ranks of the Divine Warrior Fleet surged from the fissure, illuminating the dream like a tide.

March 7th was currently being Chang Ye Yue Ding Hao.

Her pair of crimson eyes quietly gazed at the sky full of fleets, "This isn't a dream, this is real."

Dan Heng fell silent, not speaking; he knew in his heart this was Chang Ye Yue, after all March 7th couldn't tell.

Just as Xing, Ji Zi, and Welt turned back in confusion to look at March 7th.

Chang Ye Yue proactively returned control of the body to March 7th.

"Wow oh oh~~ His Majesty is here~~"

March 7th instantly reverted to her usual liveliness, eyes shining bright, excitedly waving and calling out toward the fleet.

The three of them: That's more like it, that's the March 7th everyone knows.

Then they heard Sunday's opening declaration of war against Xuan Ge.

Upon hearing Xuan Huang described as lusting after beauty and delighting in large breasts, Ji Zi discreetly covered her forehead.

There's nothing wrong with those words.

A faint, subtle soreness and distension rose in her chest, neither painful nor itchy, leaving only a wisp of indescribable, strange numbness.

The Order Aeon Taiyi stood in the starry sky, his body colossal, comparable to a galaxy.

The God Lord did not panic or lose composure because the dream was torn apart by the Hunt's power.

He lowered his eyes, indifferently looking down upon Xuan Ge, who was as tiny as dust beneath his feet.

Xuan Ge stood alone in the vast cosmos.

He calmly raised his head, gazing distantly at the supreme Order Aeon, without a trace of fear.

"Are day and night equal?"

"Are the righteous and the sinner equal?"

"If people are born weak — from which god should the weak seek peace?"

Three consecutive questions reverberated in the silent, cold starry sky.

Xuan Ge casually hooked his left hand at his waist, posture lazy: "Big Nephew, are you asking me?"

The God Lord's tone was flat, without the slightest fluctuation: "Yes."

"Pinocchio has already given you the answer."

Xuan Ge turned his gaze toward Pinocchio's direction.

The Divine Warrior Army and Cloud Knight Army advanced side by side, maintaining order on the scene in an orderly fashion.

The God Lord did not follow his gaze.

He slowly raised his arm, power gathering in his palm, a glittering golden giant axe abruptly taking shape.

"Uncle, you know the rules; if you want the power of Order, come take it yourself!"

The instant the words fell, the God Lord unhesitatingly commanded the golden axe to cleave down.

Brilliant, tyrannical golden Order power slashed through the gloomy starry sky, carrying fierce winds, bearing straight down on Xuan Ge.

"Older Brother~!"

Luo Rui Ya subconsciously covered her mouth, watching Xuan Ge let the axe light close in without the slightest intention to resist, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Kafka stood at her side, raising a hand to gently pat her back.

"The one in trouble is your son who split the mountain to save his mother." Da Li Hua, leading a group of Black Swans, walked slowly into Xuan Ge's harem female group.

"Don't make trouble." Jing Liu glanced sideways at Da Li Hua, catching sight of her legs trembling slightly as she walked, and instantly understood.

No need to think; she definitely sneaked a snack again.

Luo Rui Ya didn't take Da Li Hua's joke to heart.

Everyone present were old acquaintances; mutual teasing had long become routine.

But this quip nevertheless made her involuntarily start to worry for Sunday.

Dazzling golden light swept across the entire starry sky, dispersing in a flash.

The Hunt quietly manifested, a single hand steadily catching this cleave imbued with Order divine power.

Inside the Xianzhou Fleet Conference Room, Jing Yuan, arms crossed, suddenly laughed at the sight.

"I said so."

He looked at the starry sky battle situation on the projection screen, "From Xuan Ge's promotion to Heavenly General to now, there has never been any Vidyadhara Chiyou."

"Old Master Di Gong was just teasing us."

Fei Xiao frowned slightly, puzzled: "That's not right; when Master was still in his Divine Might era, he campaigned across the universe and repeatedly used Chiyou, all documented in official records."

"Do you still remember the Divine Warrior Army's Will Soul from the Third Abundance War?" Hua spoke softly, offering a pointer.

Prompted by the Marshal's words, Fei Xiao spoke up: "Put on the mask and you're Chi Gui, which means the Emperor's Bow? Take off the mask, and it's Master himself?"

"This kid... er, cough cough, His Majesty truly possesses both courage and strategy."

Huai Yan wanted to say this kid was truly insidious, but thinking of the meeting recordings, he hastily corrected himself.

Even during the Xian Zhou's internal chaos and melee, he still deliberately concealed his trump cards from the start.

The so-called Chi Gui never existed from the very beginning.

Xuan Ge knew full well in his heart that the Hunt had been crouching right beside him all along.

If Xuan Ge truly couldn't beat an opponent, he would have Chi Gui take off the mask, scaring them to death.

For those he could beat, he would condense Chi Gui himself; the dense Hunt power emanating was also a method of intimidation.

The Hunt's gaze was deep and profound, quietly watching the Path of Order before him.

The God Lord Ri's voice was icy cold, resounding through the stars: "The Hunt" only increases suffering; revere this decree, sever it!

The Hunt made no superfluous movements, acting cleanly and decisively.

A large hand reached out, directly grasping the concept of the Path of Order, and began to devour it.

The God Lord Ri struggled with all his might, yet was fundamentally powerless to resist.

He was ultimately only a half-step Star God, and the Hunt Path and Order Path inherently possessed a certain degree of compatibility.

The Erudition Star God quietly arrived at the battlefield's edge, all computing power locking onto Lan, continuously deducing and calculating.

"Ah..." Polka looked at yet another elusive unknown Anchor, helplessly letting out a long sigh.

In the end, she decisively chose Xuan Ge's proposal.

In the distant neighboring star system, Ao Si Wa Er Duo was sitting upright observing the match, and sensing the Amber King's gaze, looked over.

He abruptly stood up, posture devout as he knelt in worship: "Please, Amber King! Stop the Hunt!"

The current Xian Zhou forces have long since become powerful to the extreme.

Xuan Ge is still widening the upper limit of the Hunt's Path.

If this continues, there will be no power in the world able to check this pair of colluding partners.

Yet Ao Si Wa Er Duo's earnest plea sank like a stone into the ocean, unable to even reach the Amber King's ears.

Not only is Preservation watching, Destruction has already quietly arrived.

Nanuk silently watched Xuan Ge.

Regarding the Hunt's anomaly, He did not care in the slightest.

"Mmph~! Mmph mmph!!" Xuan Xing had his mouth sealed by Nanuk, unable to make a clear sound.

He clutched Fen Feng's shoulder tightly, incessantly making hand gestures, gaze fixed dead on Xuan Ge's direction.

Fen Feng helplessly glanced sideways at this lively disciple.

He clearly understood Xuan Xing's thoughts: Look quick, that's my father, so handsome!

The golden light completely dissipated; Taiyi's massive divine body no longer existed.

The God Lord Ri returned to human form, the divinity within him still vast and heavy.

Sunday's gaze was stern and cold, staring dead at Xuan Ge.

Golden Thorn branches coiled and converged in his palm, condensing into a sharp Chain Axe.

He shattered the Void, stepping on the star-filled sky as he charged straight at Xuan Ge: "Uncle!"

Facing the howling incoming axe blade, Xuan Ge gave the opponent full face, sidestepping with a light, clever dodge.

"Sunday, what are you angry about?" Xuan Ge asked flatly.

"You imprisoned my mother!"

Sunday's other hand condensed a slender long sword, slashing fiercely.

"Merely your delusion; when have I ever imprisoned her?"

Xuan Ge raised his hand, two fingers precisely clamping the sword tip; with a slight exertion of force, the long sword snapped with a sound.

The Void behind Sunday stirred, countless golden hollows emerging.

One sharp sword tip after another slowly extended from the hollows, cold light stern.

Sunday pressed his index and middle fingers together, tone cold and stubborn: "You even sent troops to monitor my sister!"

Xuan Ge's brows furrowed slightly; he did not understand why Sunday held such deep prejudice against him.

In a flash he understood clearly; all of this was taught by Ge Feimu.

Ge Feimu and his goal were both to manifest Taiyi, but their purposes differed, so divergence would arise at the endpoint.

Seeing Xuan Ge fall briefly silent, the corners of Sunday's lips hooked into a cold smile.

His fingertip twitched slightly, aiming at Xuan Ge's direction.

Within the golden hollows, all sword tips locked onto the target in unison with a *Brush* sound.

"Uncle, you are wrong."

"Paradise ought to be controlled by people, not adjudicated by a Monarch."

As his words fell, the sky full of golden long swords crashed down toward Xuan Ge like a violent rain of pear blossoms.

Xuan Ge casually tore off that Thunder Purple Eggplant Half-sleeve he was wearing, wrist flicking lightly.

"Wave Heaven Cloak!"

Sunday stared wide-eyed watching this abstract thing called sword rain actually block it, instantly turning red-hot with rage.