Chapter 1114

This is a vast net.

A vast net centered on the Heavenly Crystal War Star, with hundreds of God Clan strongholds as its nodes.

This net blankets the heavens and earth, covering the whole of Mu Dalu and severing all ties between Mu Dalu and the outer void.

The sun, moon, stars, and the primordial chaos energy essential to a world are all completely blocked by this vast net woven from alien heavenly dao laws.

Every few years or decades, the gods, following their agreement with the humans who serve them—traitors and lackeys—briefly open this great net for a few days, letting a trickle of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight filter through.

During those days, the human populace forced to live in the underground cavern world hysterically and almost madly rush to the surface to compete for a bath of starlight, laying the foundation for their descendants' cultivation.

To bathe in that sliver of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight, the underground human tribes must pay a heavy price every few years.

In the surface world, the God Nations composed of humans but obeying the gods' orders carry out frenzied massacres and repression; each chance to bathe in starlight becomes a bloody feast, with human flesh and blood spread on the table.

Wu Tie has already destroyed hundreds of God Clan strongholds.

This time, upon returning to the Heavenly Crystal War Star, Wu Tie completely shut down the operating God Formation Nexus, the largest one within the Heavenly Crystal War Star.

The Heavenly Crystal War Star suddenly blazed; across its vast surface, huge divine sigils a hundred miles in diameter flashed bright then faded. Invisible beams of divine light, each a hundred miles thick, likewise lit up the endless void before dimming and scattering as countless specks of light like fireflies.

Wu Tie left the Heavenly Crystal War Star and stood in the boundless void.

All around was pitch black, and Mu Dalu plunged into total darkness.

No sun, no moon, no starlight—the light of the sun, moon, and stars was originally just an illusion projected from beyond the seal by this enormous net, using a godly arts seal.

The great formation ceased, and the illusion vanished.

Wu Tie stood in the vast, pitch‑black space, hearing and feeling the cries of countless humans on Mu Dalu, while timid children saw the sky suddenly darken, the sun, moon, and stars vanish instantly, and countless children burst into tears.

Two sword marks shot up from Wu Tie's head.

The Yin‑Yang Daoist, the Five Elements Daoist, and the Canghai Daoist flashed out from behind Wu Tie.

The Six Paths Avatar chuckled softly and stepped out from behind Wu Tie.

Wu Tie broke through to the God Emperor Realm, and the cultivation of his Three Corpses Avatar surged, quickly catching up to him.

The Six Paths Avatar's cultivation was somewhat weaker, but under Wu Tie's true self they also reached the peak of the Venerable level.

They each took positions according to the Three Powers Six Harmonies directions beside Wu Tie, and then vast magical power surged violently, continually flowing into his body.

A low rumble of thunder sounded from all around.

The enormous invisible seal net writhed and trembled.

Having lost the support of the Heavenly Crystal War Star and the hundreds of God Clan strongholds, the great net became feeble and insubstantial; Wu Tie could even see a layer of dense, profound darkness writhing at the farthest edge of the sky.

With a clang, the golden holy sword appeared in Wu Tie's hand.

A massive innate Taiji diagram appeared beneath Wu Tie's feet and rapidly spread outward in all directions.

The black‑and‑white Taiji fish slowly turned, and four fierce sword lights of chaotic hue shot up from the sword formation.

Wu Tie silently accumulated power.

Besides the Three Corpses Avatar and the Six Paths Avatar, an immeasurably vast power is now pouring into his body from the distant void.

On Mu Dalu, in the hunting grounds and battlefields already pacified by the Martial Kingdom, countless humans, led by Nuwa clan priests, bow in worship before the newly erected Nuwa Emperor altars.

Nuwa Island has fallen.

All the elder matriarchs of the Nuwa Clan have perished.

Yet the Nuwa Clan's heritage endures.

Thanks to Wu Tie, Nuwa Mother has gained the approval of most of the Nuwa Clan's matriarchs, and they have unanimously chosen her as the new Grand Matriarch of the Nuwa Clan.

Nuwa Emperor altars frenziedly absorb the boundless faith power of humans from all directions.

A new Ancestral Spirit Space slowly opened in the void.

Nuwa Mother presides over this brand‑new Ancestral Spirit Space, her primordial spirit rapidly expanding and swelling wildly.

Countless humans rescued by Wu Tie's Martial Kingdom armies, with the help of Nuwa clan priests, have made contact with this Ancestral Spirit Space, which fills the vast invisible realm with frantic cries of 'Martial King's Boundless Longevity'.

Countless humans offer sincere prayers and blessings.

They devote all their heart and energy to praying for Wu Tie's lifelong safety, smooth sailing, fulfillment of wishes, and success in every endeavor.

This is the cry of the common folk!

Even a humble blade of grass, a newborn sprout, can lift a huge stone slab!

The common people may be like grass, yet they are the foundation of heaven and earth.

The will of the common people possesses a magnificent power capable of overturning heaven and earth!

Nuwa Mother and the divine souls of countless Nuwa clan priests become one, merging and fusing within the Ancestral Spirit Space, where a towering Nuwa Emperor holy image, holding a ruler and square in its hands, slowly emerges.

Strands of purple vapor swirl in the void; as the Nuwa Emperor holy image lightly shakes its ruler and square, an endless tide of faith—gathered from countless common folk, vast as an ocean—roars through the void and pours ceaselessly into Wu Tie's body.

Wudu.

The golden bell tolls, and the jade chimes ring in unison.

Pei Feng, Bai He, and Zhu Ji, leading countless civil and military officials of the Martial Kingdom, countless elite talents, and countless common folk of the Martial Kingdom, kneel before the newly built Nuwa Emperor temple in Wudu, burning incense and bowing in worship.

In the void, Wu Tie's form swelled to a height of tens of millions of miles.

Streams of chaos entwine his body, and endless light shines from every pore.

The immense killing intent of the sword formation merges into the holy sword in his hand; Wu Tie raises both hands, swings the blade, and locks onto a point in the void.

On Mu Dalu, colossal mountains tens of thousands of miles high open up, and ancient, mottled metal coffins struggle to fly out from these peaks; then towering, broken bodies—thousands of feet tall, even tens of thousands of feet—struggle to emerge from the coffins.

They slowly lift their heads, their fervent gazes locking onto Wu Tie's colossal form in the distant void.

"Our last bit of strength..." a towering man with extraordinarily long arms, wielding a longbow, half his skull shaved away, reveals a brilliant smile: "Our last bit of strength..."

The giant's body ignites without fire, turning into strands of cyan‑gold light that merge into the void.

One colossal body after another bursts into flames, and streams of pure divine light pour into the void, flowing into the newly opened Ancestral Spirit Space.

A terrifyingly mighty, pure power surges from the distant void into Wu Tie's body, making his scalp tingle.

Wu Tie let out a shout, and the holy sword in his hand swung forward fiercely.

On the sky of Mu Dalu, above the extremely high firmament, a huge celestial crack suddenly split open.

The giant net was ripped apart!

A never-before-seen brilliant moonlight, mixed with intensely strong nine-colored starlight, poured down like a waterfall, with a booming sound striking Mu Dalu.

Streams of invisible, traceless yet truly existing chaotic torrents howled as they rushed into Mu Dalu's vast landmass; Mu Dalu violently trembled, then began to rapidly expand outward.

The heavens were split apart!