Chapter 820: Extermination and Extinction

Fuxi Divine Capital.

Feng Rong was still wreaking havoc…… but the places and ways he wreaked havoc had changed.

The Four Ferocious Clan gathered many beautiful clan women from their own ranks and respectfully presented them to Feng Rong. Thus, Feng Rong's nature erupted; he had a few of his close attendant eunuchs go to the city gate tower to accept allegiance certificates, while he himself squatted in the palace city, indulging in revelry day and night.

Wu Tie had already received all the information transmitted from the Nuwa Mother.

The Nuwa Clan's secret arts are far more profound than the slaughter techniques of the heavenly and earthly great Dao; they mostly involve forces like 'qi fortune' and 'merit' that ordinary people cannot perceive, elusive and immeasurable.

Wu Tie silently activated the Nuwa Clan's secretly transmitted 'Heaven-Praying Technique'.

A thick layer of five-colored divine light sprayed from the psychic eye between Wu Tie's eyebrows, instantly forming rings of five-colored light that enveloped him.

Wu Tie raised his head to look above himself, and then he shuddered in fright.

Above his head, there was actually a expanse of purple-golden cloud covering a thousand mu, like a naturally formed canopy, layer upon layer hovering above his head. This canopy emitted threads of bright, glimmering xuanhuang qi that cascaded downward, enveloping Wu Tie entirely.

Wu Tie couldn't help feeling a bit smug.

"I never expected that I, Wu Tie, would have accumulated so much merit, and that so much of the people's mental power would be entrusted within. Tsk, actually these past years I haven't done much, so how did I gain so much merit?"

According to the Nuwa Clan's record of the 'Heaven-Praying Technique,' an ordinary so-called virtuous person across ten lifetimes, accumulating ten lifetimes of merit while cycling through good deeds, can roughly accumulate three feet of yellow cloud.

Besides being a ten-lifetime virtuous person, one must also have at least once carried out a universal salvation of the common folk and a great deed saving a million lives; only then can a strand of purple qi appear within the three feet of yellow cloud.

While Wu Tie's head bore a purple-golden cloud a thousand mu in size, that golden cloud's radiance was dazzling and was an upgraded product of the yellow cloud. The purple qi rolled like a dragon, layer upon layer, endless; if calculated as one strand of purple qi equaling the lives of a million beings, the merit Wu Tie had accumulated could only be described as 'boundless merit'.

"Tsk, I really didn't know I had done so many good deeds." Wu Tie laughed until his mouth twisted.

Yet he never considered that by unifying the three kingdoms and completely ending the situation of their chaotic wars, he had saved how many civilians, how many soldiers?

Furthermore, he ended the wars between the three kingdoms and the underworld; according to the casualty rate from past years when the Fuxi Divine Kingdom and the three kingdoms launched full-scale wars every few years, how many more people has he saved this time?

The Northern Snow Plains Barbarian Tribe invaded southward; these Snow Plains Barbarians accumulate no merit, specialize in slaughter, and are utterly wicked and evil to the extreme.

As the saying goes, punishing evil is promoting virtue; Wu Tie exterminated the Snow Plains Barbarians, especially those Old Ancestor Xuanming, and this merit is no small matter.

Moreover, Wu Tie captured the souls of many slain Divine Manifestation Realm experts and did not send those soul crystals to You Ruo and other spirits. This act seems ordinary, but in the will of heaven and earth on Mu Dalu, it is actually supreme merit.

All these various things added together, Wu Tie having a thousand mu of purple-golden cloud above his head is also to be expected.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and the Heaven-Praying Technique was activated to its fullest.

The purple-golden cloud above his head turned into strands of purple-gold flowing light, continually pouring into Wu Tie's heavenly spirit. Behind Wu Tie's vast divine fetus, that strange lotus root moved on its own, and the strands of purple-gold flowing light split into three threads, entering three lotus buds.

In one lotus bud, Wu Tie poured in a huge amount of materials, plus treasures such as the Fuchai Sword, Holy Sword Fragment, and White Deer Sword Core were infused into it.

In one lotus bud lies the Primordial Spirit Treasure Primordial Crown, currently the most powerful innate spiritual treasure in Wu Tie's possession.

In one lotus bud is the projection of the Fortune Jade Disc condensed by Wu Tie; it autonomously occupies the last lotus bud, where it is gestating a wonderful change that Wu Tie cannot even perceive.

With the continual infusion of purple-gold flowing light, the three lotus buds swayed lightly, as streams of mighty creative power surged from the lotus cores. The three thousand large lotus leaves and eighty-four thousand small lotus leaves surrounding the three buds blazed with light, and lines of Dao patterns appeared on the leaves, thread by thread, as if forged from five-colored divine gold.

Pa, pa-pa, pa-pa-pa!

Lotus leaves kept falling off, turning into threads of rosy light that merged into Wu Tie's divine fetus.

The speed at which Wu Tie's divine fetus shrank rapidly accelerated; a divine fetus of tens of thousands of zhang transformed into vast sheets of rosy light, continually merging into his divine body.

Wu Tie only felt his mind become completely clear; at the cost of consuming his accumulated merit, he entered a strange state in which he felt omnipotent and omniscient.

In the rosy light behind him, strands of strange spiral flowing light slowly dissolved, as various strange Dao principles were absorbed and comprehended by Wu Tie. Those peculiar Dao markings continually imprinted themselves on his divine fetus, merging into his body.

In the first lotus bud, strands of stern, extreme, chillingly eerie slaughter sword intent, like viscous glaciers, slowly seeped out. This icy, merciless, bone-chilling sword intent filled Wu Tie's entire body; he only felt his scalp go numb, his divine fetus and body simultaneously freezing, completely losing all perception and connection with the outside world.

With a 'hiss-hiss' sound, the sword intent slowly cut open Wu Tie's body.

It cut through his skin, his flesh, his bones, his blood, his five viscera and six bowels, bone marrow, brain……

Each of his cells was sliced into one hundred eight thousand pieces; his ashen, murky body glowed like a piece of chaos. His body seemed like a tiny fragment of the primordial chaos at the moment heaven and earth were split apart, about to be cleaved, shattered, exploded.

He would be reduced to nothing.

Perhaps from his body, some strange beings might arise.

But at the instant he was split, shattered, and exploded, Wu Tie would completely cease to exist; even all traces of his existence in this world, including the memories he left in others' minds, would be utterly erased.

Strands of purple-gold flowing light continually merged into his body; this sword intent of despair that annihilates all beings and slaughters myriad races almost instantly obliterated Wu Tie, but because of the infusion of these merits, he was forcibly pulled back from the brink of extinction.

The power of merit gently permeated Wu Tie's body, permeating his divine fetus.

Threads of golden light and purple qi slowly drifted through his entire body; Wu Tie seemed to suddenly awaken from a nightmare, shuddering with a chill, and then he came to.

"This is not a sword intent that ought to exist in the world……"

Wu Tie trembled all over; in this life he had never felt such fear, such despair.

That kind of mortal peril, where life and death are uncontrolled and annihilation could strike at any moment, at that instant he felt as if he had been sealed inside a narrow, icy, airtight coffin, then tossed into an unfathomable black hole.

Complete annihilation, with no chance of rebirth.

Countless cold sweat seeped from his pores, instantly soaking his clothes.

"This absolutely is not a sword intent that ought to exist in the world…… absolutely not something that living beings can condense and comprehend!"

Wu Tie trembled all over, his skin even coating with thin ice flakes. If this sword intent were not spawned by Wu Tie's merit power, if it did not arise from the lotus bud nurtured by Wu Tie's essence, energy, and spirit, if it had not unintentionally merged with Wu Tie……

If Wu Tie merely touched this sword intent, he would already have completely vanished into smoke.

This is a slaughter sword intent impossible for ordinary beings in the normal world to master. Purely for annihilation, purely for slaughter, it is the culmination of all destruction, death, slaughter, and extermination in heaven and earth.

Perhaps only the legendary 'sage' of ancient myth, that exalted being who has transcended all things and utterly stands outside the realm of living beings, could freely comprehend and control such a terrifying sword intent.

"Holy Sword Fragment…… damn it, Qing Feng, you actually carried something this dangerous around everywhere, and even lost it to me."

Wu Tie muttered curses, then he hehehed with a foolish laugh.

"But such a terrifying existence…… such a despair-inducing existence…… how good, how good, fortunately it's only a fragment, fortunately only this tiny bit. If it were a little larger, I'd probably really vanish into smoke, and even boundless merit couldn't save me."

Wu Tie opened his eyes, gazing deeply toward the direction of the Fuxi Divine Capital; he and the Canghai Daoist and Five Elements Daoist swayed, simultaneously breaking through the void to relocate.

Wu Tie was intimately familiar with the terrain near the Fuxi Divine Capital; back then he had countless times led armies in and out of this area. Moreover, his former fiefdom from those days was still nearby.

Back then, when Wu Tie left his original fiefdom and headed for Wuguo, he had scoured his own fiefdom clean, leaving nothing behind. But Wu Tie knew that around his original 'Peaceful State' fiefdom, there were still several prefectures that held good things.

At that time, Wu Tie couldn't bring himself to go stir up trouble on others' fiefdoms, so he never touched the resources of those prefectures.

Now…… he could no longer afford to worry about saving face.

The Tai Chu Mian was well-behaved, the jade disc was also calm, but within the first lotus bud, that terrifying sword intent clearly told Wu Tie——he would undergo the first stage of gestation, he was about to take shape, but he……was very hungry.

Like an evil dragon about to be born.

Either give him enough food, or he doesn't mind taking a few more bites out of Wu Tie's body.

Anyway, for the current embodiment of that sword intent, Wu Tie's flesh and blood suit its appetite better. How many precious resources has this body of Wu Tie consumed? Not to mention anything else, just saying that his near-indestructible chaotic bones alone have devoured how many precious resources?

Taking an ordinary fief of the Three Kingdoms as an example, any random bone on Wu Tie's body is 'rich enough to rival a state'!

A single ordinary 'Wu Tie bone' exchanged for the resources of a fief would be more than enough.

Wu Tie rushed to Tie Zhou at top speed.

This is a 'medium-sized prefecture' near the Fuxi Divine Capital, with an underdeveloped economy and sparse population, yet the prefecture is full of great wealth.

'Tie Zhou', as the name suggests, the entire prefecture's ground is covered with various rare and common metal ores; in Tie Zhou, if you dig casually, you can't find a single patch of ordinary soil—underground it's all kinds of metal ores.

Wu Tie, the Cang Hai Dao person, and the Wu Xing Dao person were like three giant harvesters, spaced thousands of li apart, lined up in a row and sweeping across.

Five Colored Divine Light billowed, heavenly waves surged angrily, Yin and Yang qi swirled; wherever the three passed, Tie Zhou suddenly became 'three hundred li higher in the sky'!

The three of them literally dug open the ground along their path to a depth of three hundred li, extracting every bit of metal ore, leaving nothing behind.

Metal ore-formed giant dragons roared as they flew toward Wu Tie; a massive whirlpool spun above his head, swallowing all the metal ore. A tiny lotus bud phantom hovered beneath the whirlpool, all the ore poured into the lotus bud—only in, none out, not a speck of residue sprayed out.

Wu Tie's merit power was rapidly depleting.

The strange thing gestating within the lotus bud was consuming Wu Tie's merit power.

This strange thing is extremely fierce and evil; ordinary people cannot withstand it. Even though this lotus bud was formed from Wu Tie's essence, energy, and spirit, almost like his avatar, the thing is too ferocious—relying on instinct to gestate, Wu Tie simply cannot bear its source sword intent.

Therefore, it could only be harmonized with merit power.

Using warm, vast, merit power that hides endless profundity to harmonize the killing intent, letting this sword intent gradually merge with Wu Tie into one.

This is a killing intent that transcends the normal heavenly Dao, completely free of heavenly control, beyond all rules…… Without harmonizing with merit power, given Wu Tie's current paltry cultivation, a touch means death, a contact means demise—there's no reasoning about it.

Merit power was being consumed frenziedly, the gathered ore was being consumed frenziedly, and Wu Tie's mana and essence blood were also being consumed frenziedly.

The strange thing gestating in the lotus bud is practically a bottomless black hole; even though Wu Tie has been frantically plundering Tie Zhou's mineral resources to satisfy his appetite, he is still devouring Wu Tie's essence blood and soul.

Watching Wu Tie wither away, within a quarter hour he turned into a skeleton wrapped in skin.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, producing the blood essence he had always been unwilling to use—taken from the slain Divine Realm experts!

These blood essences are tremendous and pure essence blood energy beyond compare.

At this moment, now, in this situation and scene, Wu Tie could no longer bother with all that.

Portions of blood essence were directly injected into the lotus bud; the strange thing gestating inside the lotus bud gleefully devoured this tremendous essence.

One portion, two portions……

One hundred portions, two hundred portions……

One thousand portions, two thousand portions……

When all of Wu Tie's soul crystals in his hand were completely burned away, when all his blood essence had been devoured clean, within the first lotus bud a low, resonant sword hum slowly sounded.

Low, hoarse, like a rusted sword of countless years being forcibly pulled from a scabbard full of rust.

The next instant, a soaring sword cry shot up into the sky.

In a 'puff' sound, the Cang Hai Dao person and the Wu Xing Dao person, who were closest to Wu Tie, suddenly had hundreds of extremely fine sword marks covering their bodies, deep enough to expose bone. They spattered blood all over, like torn meat sacks falling from the air, nearly being pulverized by the uncast sword intent within the sword cry.

If Wu Tie hadn't reacted promptly and controlled it well, this sword cry would have already completely erased his two three-corpse clones.

Such ferocity is unmatched.

Such brutality and violence.

Wu Tie only felt waves of stabbing pain all over; the sword cry's target wasn't him, but the sword cry came directly from within his body, and his physique still uncontrollably suffered collateral damage.

The first lotus bud shattered.

A streak of pitch-black sword light burst forth from the lotus bud, seized in Wu Tie's one hand.

This is an antiquely shaped long sword, entirely black, without any decorative patterns; only near the hilt does the blade bear four innate, antiquely solemn ancient seal characters.

"Zhu Lu Xian Jue?" Wu Tie murmured those four characters: "That holy sword fragment—is it truly a shard of the legendary supreme killing treasure?"

In the distance, a small fleet led by three hundred-zhang warships, followed by over a hundred Three Kingdoms-style warships, came flying toward this spot at high speed.

A Thousand Commander of the Sui Chao Imperial Guard stood on the bow of the central warship, shouting at Wu Tie fiercely: "Who are you? Kneel, surrender, or else—no mercy!"

Wu Tie's pitch-black long sword in his hand suddenly shuddered.