Chapter 162: Follow Me to Besiege the Creation Immortal King! Terrifying Cannon!

Above Seal Demon Ridge, in the high sky millions of miles away, two people hid among the clouds.

The two were one man and one woman.

The woman had black hair draped over her shoulders, her face pure and flawless, like a pure-hearted maiden gathering all the world's beauties, yet her eyes were empty, she was blind—this was Fan Qingying.

The man was a purple-robed elder, towering and sturdy, two heads taller than an ordinary person, wearing a purple crown, his eyes flashing purple light, his body rolling with pure yang energy, yet he concealed it within ten feet, not releasing it—he was actually an ancient colossus.

This ancient colossus was Hen Tian Shen Huang, the vanguard army leader sent by the Divine Race to plot against the Xuan Huang Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie, his strength extremely formidable, far beyond what Ru Yi Zi and Wang Daoling could match.

At this moment, Fan Qingying and Hen Tian Shen Huang stood still on the clouds, motionless, as if waiting for someone.

Yet they had no idea that, a hundred thousand li behind them, a young man silently appeared, his eyes like lightning, gazing at them.

This young man was none other than Chen Zheng, who had rushed from the Great Northern Ocean.

"Sure enough you've come here, intending to seize the Human Emperor's Brush?"

Chen Zheng gazed at Fan Qingying and Hen Tian Shen Huang, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Remember how he initially seized the Black Tortoise Pavilion, causing Fan Qingying and Wan Qingshan to jointly pursue him, yet he lured them into the depths of Seal Demon Ridge below and used the Human Emperor's Brush as a blade to slay Wan Qingshan.

Fan Qingying, however, was fortunate; relying on the Great Chaos Thunder Sword and the Human Emperor's Brush meant to suppress the great demon underground, she temporarily escaped his notice and managed to flee.

Thus Chen Zheng speculated that, after Fan Qingying fled back to the Fang Tooth Archipelago, she would surely inform Hen Tian Shen Huang of discovering the Human Emperor's Brush in the depths of Seal Demon Ridge.

In ancient times, the Human Emperor's Brush, as the supreme treasure of the Human Emperor, had slain untold numbers of Divine Race invaders of the Xuan Huang Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie, thus a bloody feud existed between them and the Divine Race.

Over the years, the Divine Race has also been searching for the whereabouts of the Human Emperor's Brush.

When Hen Tian Shen Huang learned that the Human Emperor's Brush lay in the depths of Seal Demon Ridge and that its power had greatly diminished, he would inevitably set his sights on it.

He even notified more powerful Divine Race experts to come to the Xuan Huang Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie, intending to suppress the Human Emperor's Brush.

His guess was indeed correct; the two were right here.

However, Chen Zheng temporarily refrained from attacking them; though the Human Emperor's Brush's strength was far from its former peak, it was still not something these two could scheme against.

Instead, he wanted to see how they would act, whether they had summoned outside help.

"Someone is coming."

Chen Zheng suddenly sensed something; his expression shifted slightly as he hurriedly circulated the "Change" character within his natal golden core, his form shifting and turning into a wisp of wind, drifting with the other winds, so no one could discern his true appearance.

Pop!

The next moment, the space before Fan Qingying and Hen Tian Shen Huang suddenly rippled with concentric water-like waves, spreading outward to form a concentric circle.

Within the concentric circle, light flickered like a spacetime tunnel, funnel-shaped, pouring out countless celestial flower-like crystals that fluttered across the sky.

Boom—

A giant war chariot emerged from the concentric circle, passing through the flying blossoms and driving forth; its body carved with images of flames, ice, thunder patterns, electric sigils, deadly poison, black holes, and so on, exuding a terrifying aura, like the Heavenly Emperor's imperial carriage touring the heavens.

"What a treasure, it actually bears world power!"

Chen Zheng's eyes flashed with insight; at a glance he saw that the chariot was a high-grade Dao artifact.

The celestial flower crystals swirling around the chariot resembled those he had seen atop Sumeru Golden Summit that day, yet they were far more mysterious, condensed from world power.

World power first requires spatial force to be cultivated to the extreme, giving rise to a strange force, then blended with vigorous vitality, space, time, the four seasons, and other substances, before it is born.

Only those as mighty as the Three Saints of Ascension, at the Seventh Tier of Longevity Realm King or above, can possess world power and thus have the qualification to forge a near-perfect Dao artifact.

Once a high-grade Dao artifact possesses world power, not only does its might greatly increase, but it also signifies the hope of promoting it to a near-perfect Dao artifact, and even to a perfect Dao artifact.

That is to say, even if no one refines this high-grade Dao artifact, it becomes ownerless, yet it can still gradually improve on its own.

Even after countless eons, a high-grade Dao artifact imbued with world power cultivating itself to the level of a near-perfect Dao artifact is not impossible.

And now, the high-grade Dao artifact war chariot that emerged from the concentric circle already possesses the legendary world power; its might is enough to sink sun and moon, overturn heaven and earth, surpassing Chen Zheng's Ten Directions Five Elements Pagoda, Azure Sea Divine Pearl, and Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace by a third.

Who knows who is inside?

"Subordinate respectfully greets the Charioteer Divine Son, sir."

Meanwhile, Chen Zheng's thoughts raced; a hundred thousand li away, Hen Tian Shen Huang instantly recognized the chariot's origin, hastily bringing Fan Qingying to bow in salute.

The two were so respectful they resembled slaves greeting their master.

"No need for formalities."

A plain voice came from within the chariot; the curtain lifted, and a young man stepped out.

The youth was tall and sturdy, his whole body entwined with hazy mist, as if merging with this heaven and earth; his breath was ethereal, his form constantly twisting, beyond the comprehension of ghosts and gods, only his eyes shone brilliantly, divine light radiant, looking down on all, as if he placed no one in the world in his sight.

"Charioteer Divine Son? He too is a Divine Race being, what formidable cultivation." Chen Zheng's gaze narrowed; instantly he discerned the young man's realm.

The Charioteer Divine Son spoken of by Hen Tian Shen Huang and Fan Qingying is an ancient colossus at the First Tier of Longevity Wan Shou Realm.

Yet his divine nature is extraordinary, clearly not comparable to an ordinary ancient colossus.

Chen Zheng estimated that the Charioteer Divine Son was several times stronger than Hen Tian Shen Huang; even Ru Yi Zi's power of two primordial heavenly dragons was like an ant before him.

Chen Zheng at this moment possessed ten primordial heavenly dragon powers, equivalent to a beginner who had just entered the Second Tier of Longevity.

But the Charioteer Divine Son is even more formidable; likely stronger than ninety-nine percent of Second Tier of Longevity cultivators, and possessing a world-power-imbued high-grade Dao artifact war chariot, Chen Zheng might not necessarily be able to defeat him.

He temporarily refrained from acting rashly.

"That ancient first slayer god, famed for specially cutting down our Divine Race, the Human Emperor's Brush—is it hidden down there underground?" The Charioteer Divine Son retracted the chariot, his gaze sweeping over the land below, and asked.

Hen Tian Shen Huang hastily replied: "Yes."

Fan Qingying said solemnly: "That day, I and an ancient colossus from Wan Gui Immortal Island pursued Chen Zheng, chasing him into the depths of Seal Demon Ridge, yet he schemed against us, leading us to encounter the Human Emperor's Brush."

The Charioteer Divine Son looked at Fan Qingying and asked: "You have crossed blades with the Human Emperor's Brush? How was the situation then, and what was its strength? Tell me."

Fan Qingying replied with lingering fear: "At that time the Human Emperor's Brush was asleep; it said we disturbed it, a single stroke slew the ancient colossus beside me, then it tried to kill me, but at a critical moment something unknown occurred, distracting the Brush so it had no time to deal with me, and I escaped by driving the Great Chaos Thunder Sword."

She seemed to be carefully recalling the scene, pausing before saying: "At that time I sensed fluctuations in space and time; the Human Emperor's Brush ought to be equivalent to a cultivator of the Third-Fourth Tier of Longevity."

"Equivalent to the Third-Fourth Tier of Longevity?" The Charioteer Divine Son gave a slight nod.

Although he was only at the First Tier of Longevity, his strength was far inferior to the Human Emperor's Brush, yet his tone showed little fear.

Hen Tian Shen Huang hesitated a moment, then cautiously said: "Divine Son, should we summon another batch of our race's experts to come?"

He last sent a message to the Chariot President of the clan, ordering him to send people to the Profound Yellow Great World to suppress the Human Emperor's Brush, preferably a strong expert of the third or fourth level of Longevity.

I didn't expect that the person President Che Yuen sent would turn out to be his son, Divine Son Che Yuen.

With Divine Son Che Yuen's cultivation, facing the Human Emperor Pen at the Long Life Third‑Fourth Tier, he fears his strength will fall short.

"Are you saying I cannot contend with the Human Emperor Pen?" Divine Son Che Yuen stared at Divine Emperor Hentian and said coldly.

"No, I wouldn't dare; Hentian wouldn't dare." Divine Emperor Hentian broke out cold sweat on his forehead.

"It's nothing; even though the Human Emperor Pen's power is far weaker than before, in truth I'm indeed not his match." Divine Son Che Yuen smiled indifferently.

He then shifted his tone: "But it's not that I can't deal with him, because he now must allocate ninety‑nine percent of his power to suppress the great being among our divine clan, Heavenly Consort Wu Mo."

Speaking, he turned to Fan Qingying and said: "The reason you managed to escape that day must have been that Heavenly Consort Wu Mo restrained the Human Emperor Pen."

"Heavenly Consort Wu Mo?" Fan Qingying looked bewildered, having never heard that name.

Divine Emperor Hentian shivered as if hearing a forbidden existence and whispered, "Heavenly Consort Wu Mo, lady? According to our clan's records, she existed in the same era as the three ancient emperors, and legend says she fell in the ancient great battle—how could she be alive again?"

Divine Son Che Yuen glanced at Divine Emperor Hentian and said lightly, "What kind of being is Heavenly Consort Wu Mo, lady? She was Indra's most outstanding consort, with cultivation comparable to the Creation Immortal King of the celestial realm, who uncovered the secret of the World Tree, can freely transform between gods and humans, unlike us and other divine clans who are inherently restrained by the World Tree. How could she have fallen?"

"Sss!"

Fan Qingying inhaled a gasp of cold air.

Though she didn't know who the Creation Immortal King was, just hearing the words "Immortal King" made her feel the weight of something that could crush eternity.

Divine Son Che Yuen continued with a hidden secret: "In fact, precisely because she was not restrained by the World Tree, back then Heavenly Consort Wu Mo was feared by the Hongmeng Daoist, who used the Heavenly Origin Strike to slay her in the river of time. But now she has revived, and she is currently suppressed by the Human Emperor Pen beneath this Sealed Demon Ridge. When we deal with the Human Emperor Pen later, she will cooperate and we will take him down in one blow."

Divine Emperor Hentian was moved by the words.

This time they could not only capture the Human Emperor Pen but also rescue Heavenly Consort Wu Mo and bring her back to the divine clan, earning a great merit at once.

"By the way, who is that Chen Zheng you mentioned who led you to Sealed Demon Ridge?" Divine Son Che Yuen suddenly asked Fan Qingying.

A layer of frost rose on Fan Qingying's pure face: "He's a despicable youngster, now a true disciple of the Feather Ascension Gate. Yet that kid is extremely powerful; he forged a Life‑bound Talisman containing ninety‑nine types of Divine Power, and at the Shentong Liu Chong level he can slay a Tenfold cultivator. When he was only at the Shentong Wu Chong level, even I together with an Ancient Giant could not catch him."

"Oh? In this Mysterious Yellow Great World there exists such a heaven‑defying person, a talent even rivaling me back then?" Divine Son Che Yuen was startled.

Then a cold smile flashed in his eyes: "Since you say that, I'm intrigued. I want to meet Chen Zheng and see if he truly is as heaven‑defying as you claim. If he is, I wouldn't mind granting him a chance to become my dog, to march with me through the heavens, enter the celestial realm, and besiege the Creation Immortal King. But that will wait until we have captured the Human Emperor Pen. Come, let's go down."

"Yes!"

"When Chen Zheng sees you, Divine Son, he will surely be humbled by your supreme authority and bow his head."

As the three spoke, they descended toward the Sealed Demon Ridge and soon reached the surface.

The Sealed Demon Ridge was a barren mountain range, everywhere covered with yellow‑soil hills that looked like massive burial mounds.

Each of the three chose a mound, simultaneously channeled their cultivation, sank into the soil, and vanished.

"Dare to scheme against me, you all meet a proper death."

After the three left, a gust of wind in the sky revealed Chen Zheng's true form, his face cold.

He did not linger; with a single step he rose onto the earth, wielded the Yellow Emperor Earth Emperor Dao that harmonized with the ground, silently merged into the soil, and hung far behind the three.

At the same time, a bronze ancient cannon rose slowly from above, like the spine supporting heaven and earth—the long‑unused Great Calamity Ancient Cannon.

After a period of contemplation, the cannon's power grew; if fired upon the Mysterious Yellow Great World, it could annihilate celestial stars.

Of course, it could only destroy small stars with diameters of tens of thousands of li, not large stars or those dozens to hundreds of billions of li across.

"Eternal" refers to the everlasting, immortal, vast and mighty, not easily destroyed—unless a Seventh‑Tier Long Life Realm King, who can demolish at will.

"So that's the Human Emperor Pen? Indeed it's sleeping; when we approach, we'll suppress it with the three Supreme Dao Artifacts, then Hentian and I will burn our essence and longevity, perform the Great Sealing Technique, seal it, and the great merit will be complete."

Divine Son Che Yuen was unaware that Chen Zheng's Great Calamity Ancient Cannon had locked onto his own back; while traversing underground he transmitted orders to Divine Emperor Hentian and Fan Qingying.

Ahead of the three, a transparent celestial crystal stone as ancient as a primordial god‑mountain already loomed—it was the Human Emperor Pen Chen Zheng had encountered last time.

The Human Emperor Pen showed no sign of movement, as if still asleep.

"Strike!"

Greed flashed in Divine Son Che Yuen's eyes; he again transmitted to the two, and the battle carriage they had ridden suddenly surged forward, roaring, crushing endless soil and rock, racing toward the Human Emperor Pen.

"Kill!"

Divine Emperor Hentian summoned a massive compass, its surface covered with stars, sun and moon, radiant divine light, emitting endless light and heat like a miniature galaxy; it was his Supreme Dao Artifact, the Hentian Compass.

Fan Qingying also summoned her Great Chaotic Thunder Sword; endless thunder rose within the blade's light, surging, cleaving chaos, spawning worlds, while chaos destroyed worlds, returning to void, then thunder reopened the world, in endless cycles.

In an instant, the three Supreme Dao Artifacts launched together, their terrifying power tearing the void, scrambling time, instantly reaching the Human Emperor Pen's sky and descending in a single strike!

At the same time.

Divine Son Che Yuen and Divine Emperor Hentian also revealed their true forms; their bodies turned violet‑gold, swelling to three thousand six hundred zhang tall, each head bearing three faces—one fierce, one dangerous, one aloof and expressionless, ruling all like the Dao.

Their arms were three in number—two on the sides and one on the chest—each with nine fingers, grotesquely fierce.

Their legs were also three, each split like a triangular support, utterly stable, as if no one could topple them.

Three faces.

Three arms.

Three legs.

This is the divine‑clan body of Divine Emperor Hentian and Divine Son Che Yuen, embodying the concept of three‑born myriad beings!

"Zhou Tian World, with my lifespan, Three Thousand Great Dao, Great Sealing Technique!"

The two's six mouths each uttered long incantations, the verses filled with desolate breath as if transmitted from the ancient primordial age, drawing mysterious forces from the void, condensing into shackles that, together with the three Supreme Dao Artifacts, bound the massive form of the Human Emperor Pen.

"Great Sealing Technique! You are divine beings? Want to seal me? No one has ever dared to seal me, never! From ancient times to now, all heavens, myriad realms, billions of races, countless immortals have never sealed me, yet you dare—damn you!"

The Human Emperor Pen's huge body suddenly convulsed wildly, roaring, trying to break free, intending to slay Divine Son Che Yuen and the others with its tip.

But at that moment, from the fire‑sea, furnace, and lava beneath him came a violent "clang‑clang‑clang" of exploding sound.

It was the sound of iron chains being pulled, as if a terrifying demon locked below was about to emerge.

Hiss‑hiss‑hiss…

Countless white hairs surged from the fire‑sea and lava, coiling around the Human Emperor Pen's body, preventing this world‑shaking pen from unleashing its edge.

Even temporarily it could not break free.

"Damn it!" the Human Emperor Pen roared.

"Haha, success! Once I rescue the Heavenly Consort Wu Mo, bring the Human Emperor's Brush back to the Void God Realm, I will be the peerless hero of the Divine Race!" shouted the Chariot God Son excitedly.

But just then, an abrupt change occurred.

Boom—

A thunderous cannon fire rose, shaking heaven and earth, as if the Great Dao trembled, the gods wailed, and the demons howled madly!

At this moment, whether it was the Hate-Heaven Daoist, Fan Qingying, the Chariot God Son, or the Human Emperor's Brush and the great demon in the fire sea below, their hearts all jumped violently with the cannon's roar!

(End of Chapter)