Chapter 235: Burn My Withered Body, Ignite My God's Fire

The Million Gods, like fireflies, charged toward the World-Destroying Fiend.

Every part of the World-Destroying Fiend's body was a battlefield.

Compared to the World-Destroying Buddha, the millions of gods were like ants.

Yet, these ants were also burning with their own flames.

In the right eye of the World-Destroying Buddha, countless rays of light shot forth.

On its headless torso, golden light constantly vibrated.

Each vibration signified the fall of a god.

The Divine Dragon that Lin Chao had transformed into was currently beneath the palm of the World-Destroying Buddha.

Of the World-Destroying Buddha's entire body, only this palm was truly Ninth Tier.

The other parts were merely infinitely close to the Ninth Tier.

The pressure Lin Chao faced was immense.

His massive dragon body was enough to Slay swathes of gods with a single strike.

Yet, beneath that palm, he felt himself to be infinitely insignificant.

The descending World-Destroying Palm could be stopped by no one, blocked by no one.

It was as if even if there were billions of gods beneath the palm, they would be crushed.

At this moment, the Divine Dragon that Lin Chao had transformed into used his powerful Divine Power to hold up the World-Destroying Palm.

The massive Divine Dragon looked incomparably small at this moment.

Lin Chao felt his body constantly being destroyed and constantly being reborn.

If he had not fused with that dragon body which had already lost its Spirituality.

He would have already fallen by now.

But now, he was still struggling to hold on.

This was not a battle, or rather, it was a one-sided ravaging and crushing.

Beneath the palm of the World-Destroying Fiend, the pain Lin Chao endured was greater than the pain of holding back the immortals at the Heavenly Palace for three thousand years.

It was not even on the same order of magnitude.

At the Heavenly Palace, he had been fighting tirelessly.

Beneath the World-Destroying Palm, he was being constantly destroyed.

His dragon body was destroyed time and time again.

And all Lin Chao had to do was hold the World-Destroying Palm back.

Once the World-Destroying Palm fell, that strike containing the supreme strength of the Ninth Tier would truly manifest.

All living beings would fully endure that strike.

Instead of sharing the burden.

Lin Chao's body shattered again and again, yet he still held the World-Destroying Fiend firmly.

Even if he could delay its descent by a single breath, it would be enough.

Behind him were Jiuzhou, Jing Country, and Shenxu.

His teacher, his friends... were all down below.

On Dengfeng Island, that projection of the butterfly bird was still there, still tirelessly carrying stones to fill the sea.

Lin Chao did not wish to see that scene.

"Rise!"

Lin Chao held up the World-Destroying Palm; how he wished he possessed infinite power to flip this palm over.

But he could not!

The Ninth Tier is the Main God.

On the other side, millions of gods ignited their God's Fire, constantly attacking the Buddha's body.

Hong Yin was covered in wounds, his divine light unstable.

The millions of gods united, their attacks endless, divine light filling the sky.

Hong Yin shouted loudly.

"Kill!"

Divine light burst forth!

Wounds had already appeared on the Buddha's body.

Even for the World-Destroying Fiend, being attacked by millions of gods simultaneously left its body covered in wounds.

Yet, regardless of the flowing blood and the widening wounds, that world-destroying palm never stopped.

The millions of gods had, in the end, wounded the World-Destroying Fiend.

Jing Country.

Someone rejoiced: "The World-Destroying Fiend... is injured?"

Some cheered, some buried their heads and wept.

If the World-Destroying Fiend could be injured, then could it be Slain?

Did they still have any hope of survival?

In the conference room, A Qing shook his head bitterly: "Buddha Lord..."

In Shenxu, everyone looked at Wei An.

The gods filling the sky had formed their own military formations; they were unable to join the battle.

Wei An sighed softly: "If that palm is not blocked, even if the World-Destroying Fiend is destroyed, it will only have a limited effect."

These effects, roughly speaking, reduced that full-force palm strike to seventy percent.

However, who could block a seventy-percent full-force strike from a Ninth Tier supreme powerhouse?

Pan looked at the enormous palm and that Divine Dragon, hating his own powerlessness.

Just as in the past.

Under the World-Destroying Palm, Lin Chao's body shattered once more, then reshaped again.

The reshaped dragon body was constantly growing.

At this moment, it had already reached forty-eight thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang.

This was gods falling, their God Positions returning to him.

Yet, even so, though he was growing stronger every moment, he was still a long way from blocking this palm.

Suddenly, Lin Chao shuddered, a look of pain flashing through his eyes.

Within the Void.

The battle was still continuing.

This was a battle between the Million Gods and the World-Destroying Fiend.

Just then, suddenly, a loud shout rang out across the battlefield.

Voice after voice joined together, causing the Void to tremble.

Millions of gods roared in unison at this moment!

"Burn our broken bodies, ignite our God's Fire, help the Divine Lord slay the enemy!"

"Burn our broken bodies, ignite our God's Fire, help the Divine Lord slay the enemy!"

All the gods seemed to have reached a tacit understanding.

The sound was like waves and tides, one after another.

Hong Yin laughed loudly.

He had received too much grace from the Divine Lord; it was time to do something for the Divine Lord.

On his body, rich God's Fire ignited.

Yuan Kong was still smiling happily as God's Fire spread from his body.

Nuo An smiled, full of charm, her eyes filled with endless admiration and regret, as her God's Fire burned at this moment.

In this way, could it be considered being together?

It was as if there were a tacit understanding.

At this moment, millions of gods ignited their God's Fire simultaneously.

In the Void, countless gods looked just like burning stars.

These stars, like meteors, crashed into the World-Destroying Fiend.

This was a suicidal attack.

In an instant, one percent of the gods had fallen.

This number was still constantly increasing.

Lin Chao's body was also constantly growing larger.

His eyes were blurred.

He knew that this was Hong Yin and the others sacrificing themselves.

The Ghost of the Feng Family contract dictates that if the subordinate falls, the master grows stronger.

Not to mention, the God Positions of these Ghosts came from Lin Chao.

If they died, Lin Chao's God Position would also be bolstered.

His body surged continuously.

Forty-nine thousand zhang!

Fifty thousand zhang!

Fifty-one thousand zhang!

Gods were falling continuously.

At this moment, Lin Chao felt heartbroken.

He did not know why, but he also felt it was incomparably familiar.

It was as if countless powerhouses had fallen before him in the past.

Countless gods were like moths flying into a flame.

On the massive body of the World-Destroying Fiend, pitch-black holes appeared one after another.

His body was riddled with holes.

With a million gods igniting their God's Fire together, even a Main God would be moved.

Not to mention, this was not even a true Main God.

These were not a million ants; these were a million gods!

Gods fell in swathes, like meteors, radiating their own brilliance.

Countless humans were moved, some filled with sorrow.

The man who had just been smashing cars was so ashamed he could not face anyone.

The woman who had just been sneering lowered her head, praying for something.

A Qing looked at the Void, her eyes full of tears: "All the Buddhas of the Wuliang Realm are willing to die for this, oh Buddha Lord!"

The God's Fire was still burning.

Gods were falling continuously.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of gods had already fallen.

The body of the World-Destroying Fiend was also left in tatters.

Lin Chao's body was expanding continuously.

Eighty-three thousand zhang!

Lin Chao's strength had increased by an unknown amount.

Yet, under that World-Destroying Palm, he was still being continuously destroyed.

He could not even send out a single message.

He wanted to stop those gods, but he could not do it.

The gods were falling in droves.

Lin Chao's body was expanding.

Eighty-seven thousand zhang!

Eighty-eight thousand zhang!

Eighty-nine thousand zhang!

The number of fallen gods had already reached a million.

Those still alive were less than half.

Ninety thousand zhang!

Lin Chao's dragon body had impressively grown to ninety thousand zhang.

A peculiar change circulated within the dragon body.

Under the World-Destroying Palm, this time, Lin Chao's body was no longer torn apart; he could even contend on equal terms.

His strength had reached a terrifying realm.

The fall of nearly two million gods had forged this ninety-thousand-zhang body.

The God's Fire was still burning, and the gods were continuously falling.

At this moment, a dragon roar resounded through the sky.

Time and space seemed to have solidified.

All the God's Fire stopped flickering.

The world had no other sounds and stopped its progression, as if only that dragon roar remained.

Under the World-Destroying Palm, the dragon body rolled.

"World-Destroying Fiend, I shall take this palm of yours!"

The world stood still at this moment; the only things moving were that World-Destroying Palm and the ninety-thousand-zhang dragon body.

Endless power, a power belonging to a higher status, was unleashed at that moment.

Time seemed not to exist.

Space was shattered at that moment.

Concepts were chaotic.

A dragon roar resounded through the sky.

"Today, I bring a Million Gods to execute you in Jiu You!"

One strike, a collision.

Chaos, disorder, the unknown.

I do not know how much time passed, Crack!

The world began to function again.

In the Void, countless gods stood, their bodies incomplete.

The massive World-Destroying Buddha was nowhere to be seen.

A long, lingering dragon roar resounded through the Three Realms, echoing across heaven and earth.

Alas, looking up... the dragon body was already gone.

Is this... victory?

Yuan Kong dragged his broken body, holding the battered, breathless body of Hong Yin, and looking at the Void, he chuckled and said: "Hong Yin, we won."

"Where... did the God Lord go?"

Their God Positions were still there, which meant the God Lord had not yet fallen.

But, looking across the Three Realms, why was the God Lord's figure nowhere to be seen?

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