Chapter 151: Live Citywide! Three Gods Ascend Upon Me, One Blade Cuts the Myth!

Su Ming moved.

The first step was taken.

The star map rotated, green qi turned into a dragon, coiling around his body.

It is Righteousness!

It is the bone‑scraping toxin cure without a change of expression, the flood that drowned seven armies and shook the Huaxia, the solitary pride that, even after being defeated at Mai City with body and head separated, never altered its will!

The second step fell.

Demonic qi exploded, ink‑black thunder surged, the ten thousand horses that were silent at the Yang Bridge condensed into substance behind him!

It is Fury!

It is the roar on Changban Slope that split rivers, the madness that, amidst ten thousand troops, snatched a marshal's head as easily as reaching into a bag!

The third step was set.

Behind him, a green‑dark spear buzzed long, a streak of ash‑gray resolve inheriting Wuhou's will turned into a pillar that upheld this decaying world.

It is Solitude!

It is the nine campaigns against the Central Plains, knowing it impossible yet doing it, bearing a nation's fate on a single shoulder with tragic sorrow!

Only three steps!

Su Ming tore the space, standing before the Rotting Son!

At this moment, his Eye of Truth could see this deity completely through!

【Name】：Rotting Son

【Quality】：Myth

【Aspect】：Decaying Monarch, End of All Things, God of Withering

【Status】：Divine origin suppressed 90% by the Wuhou Eight Formation·Lock, isolated from this world's Rule!

【Ability 1·Decaying Divinity】：Passive! All things have an end; decay is the universe's ultimate principle! Any entity that contacts it will have its Withering process forcibly accelerated! Life, Rule, concepts, weapons, memories… all are included!

【Ability 2·All Things Return to Silence】：Active! Can designate any target, strip one of its Concepts! It forces it back to the most primitive, chaotic Material state! (e. g., stripping Sharpness turns a divine weapon into raw iron; stripping Life turns a living being into a withered bone!)

【Ability 3·Realm of Withering】：Domain! Unleashes an absolute decaying domain; within it, all laws wither!

【Note】：Shh! Listen, that is the requiem played for you as the world heads toward its end.

"Myth‑level..."

Su Ming was certain in his heart.

Indeed.

Had it not been for the Chancellor's countless calculations, using the millennial faith of the entire Wuhou Shrine as a foundation, laying this interlocking unparalleled killing scheme, sealing its origin and domain...

Even if one fused three souls, there would be not a single chance of victory!

But now,

Heavenly timing, earthly advantage, human harmony!

All are in his hand!

"Mere ants dare to glimpse the great power of a deity?!"

【All Things Return to Silence】!

A gray ripple surged straight toward the Azure Dragon Crescent Moon Blade in Su Ming's hand!

It had tried to directly strip Su Ming's Life Concept.

But, it failed!

Under the influence of this Eight Formation Diagram, it was absurdly suppressed!

Then strip this divine weapon of its Sharpness!

Strip its Majesty!

Let this ancient terror weapon turn into a pool of corroded molten iron!

However, the moment the gray ripple touched the blade,

Buzz—!

Upon the Azure Dragon Crescent Moon Blade, the world‑defying azure righteous qi erupted!

The blade roared like a dragon, its sound shaking the nine heavens!

That decaying Rule was burned by this pure, ultimate loyal‑righteous will, sizzling and melting inch by inch!

"Hm?!"

The Rotting Son's vague face showed confusion and horror.

"Before Guan Yu's 'Spring and Autumn' great righteousness, you still dare to speak of rules?!"

Su Ming grinned, and what came from his mouth was Guan Yu's deep, authoritative voice.

He held the blade in his left hand, crossing it over his chest.

A drag‑blade stance so simple to the extreme, yet it seemed to press the entire sky down.

Drag‑blade tactic!

On the blade's edge, what reflected was not cold light, but scene after scene!

The oath of brotherhood at Peach Garden!

The resolute solo ride a thousand li!

The sigh of letting Cao Cao go at Huarong Trail!

Guarding Jingzhou, a haughty gaze over the world!

This slash does not cut flesh, nor does it cut Divinity.

Snicker—!

I'm cutting Karma!

A blue streak flashed by!

The Rotting Son, a body formed of Divinity.

It was neatly cleaved open by this blade bearing the weight of Spring and Autumn!

Not even a wail could be uttered!

Gray Divine Blood splashed!

Without waiting for Su Ming to chase, the cleaved body frantically writhed.

Countless flesh buds sprouted, healing in an instant!

"Bug! You've successfully angered me!"

A sharp roar became a psychic storm, blasting straight into Su Ming's mind!

It was the apocalyptic sight of billions of worlds withering in Rotting!

It was the final dirge of countless beings wailing in despair!

Any being, if it catches a glimpse, will have its will completely collapse, turning into a part of Decay!

But Su Ming merely curled his lip in disdain.

The ink‑black thunder in his right eye boomed, transforming into a fierce‑eyed divine general with a leopard head and surrounding eyes!

"Hey! I'm Zhang Yide, and which demon dares to be noisy here!"

A roar, Shi Potian startled!

That unmatched fury, brave enough to lead three armies and drink the rivers dry.

It turned into a solid sound wave, directly shattering that Divinity storm piece by piece, vanishing like smoke!

The next instant!

Su Ming's right‑hand‑gripped Eight‑zhang Snake Spear moved!

Swoosh—!

No technique at all, no flamboyance whatsoever!

Simply irrationally, it thrust forward!

It's the fearless ferocity of Lu Bu in a drunken battle!

It's the youthful spirit of a whipping inspector!

Snatching a general's head from a million troops is as easy as pulling something from a bag!

One spear, tearing space, tearing time!

"Poof!"

The Rotting Son's freshly healed body was pierced again, leaving a massive hole!

The brutal thunder power turned into countless black electric snakes, raging madly inside it, erasing its Decay Divinity!

Can't kill?

He doesn't believe!

……

Boom—!

Meanwhile, over Jin City!

That bizarre blood‑flesh vortex had turned into a massive Light Curtain that enveloped the entire city!

Above the Light Curtain, the scene was crystal clear!

A rustic courtyard!

A dead ancient cypress!

The tightly shut doors of the Han Zhao Lie Temple!

And...

In the center of that courtyard, two figures fought wildly!

"What... what is that?!"

In Jin City's streets and alleys, countless citizens looked up in horror at the sky‑borne spectacle like divine punishment, their minds blank.

"My god... that person, what he's holding... is the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade?!"

A middle‑aged man eating hot pot, oblivious as his tripe fell to the ground, pointed at the sky, his voice trembling.

"And that! The Eight‑zhang Snake Spear! It's really the Eight‑zhang Snake Spear! Exactly like the illustration in the book!"

"That's the Wuhou Shrine's Han Zhao Lie Temple! It's a heroic spirit! The heroic spirit of Shu Han has manifested!"

In an instant, the entire city boiled over!

Panic?

No!

It's excitement and frenzy stemming from deep bloodlines!

This is their city!

This is the heritage flowing in their bones!

"Guan Gong! It's really Lord Guan manifesting!"

"Life is but a hundred years; only loyalty and righteousness are the sole exception in this Rule!"

"Nonsense! That's clearly Zhang Fei, Zhang Sanye! Look at that ferocity! Unparalleled in the world!"

"Who on earth is it? Why is a spear still floating behind it?"

"Damn, what is that monster? So ugly, too repulsive! Cut it down!"

WTF! Corner! You all look at the corner!

Someone with sharp eyes saw a corner of the Star Array Diagram.

That ethereal image of the Feather Fan and Silk Kerchief, overlooking the battlefield, was half‑seen.

Sss! Zhuge Liang! It's the Chancellor! It's really the Chancellor arranging things!

Four million eight hundred thousand stars, each reflecting the old minister's heart!

Han traitors cannot coexist! The royal enterprise cannot be at peace! I've remembered the Chancellor's words for ten years, and today I finally see the Han Spirit manifest!

At this moment, regardless of gender or age.

In the hearts of all Jincheng people, an indescribable pride and hot blood surged!

The Han family's spirit, unextinguished for a thousand years!

Today, in the sky above Jincheng, everyone could see it!