Chapter 698

Ah!

The Soundless God King let out a miserable cry as his chest was pierced by the golden-hooped staff, and with Tang Luo's turning motion, he was torn apart.

Heavenly Gods do not have as many methods as cultivators; their bodies are the foundation of everything, unlike many cultivators who, even without their bodies, can still survive with their souls detached.

Death of the body means annihilation of the soul—complete and utter death.

After slaying the Soundless God King, the afterimage of the staff condensed and clashed with the palms of the approaching Heavenly Might God Sovereign, causing the Heavenly Might God Sovereign's body to shudder as he retreated several steps.

Both hands went numb.

Tang Luo was entangled by more "Heavenly Star Gods," preventing him from pursuing the Heavenly Might God Sovereign.

As large numbers of Heavenly Gods died, the power of the great formation waned further, and its restrictions on Tang Luo grew weaker and weaker.

Tang Luo grew braver with every battle.

"This won't do!"

The Heavenly Might God Sovereign's face was extremely solemn; after transforming into Heavenly Gods, their frontal combat strength still surpassed even their former peak.

They merely lacked the many mysterious methods of cultivators.

Normally speaking, Tang Xuanzang this wretch is essentially like a "Heavenly God" in himself.

He has no flashy tricks—only straightforward frontal combat.

He is the Heavenly Gods' favorite opponent, without exception.

They can fully fight using their strengths, pressing down on the opponent.

That's how it should have been!

But I never expected that the Heavenly Gods' strongest combat style—frontal combat—would be utterly shattered by Tang Luo with even greater force!

My strength defeated your strength.

Defeat!

The remaining number of Heavenly Gods is now perilously close to collapse; lose a few more, and the great formation can no longer be maintained.

"What should we do!"

Though the situation is wrong, the Heavenly Might God Sovereign and Heavenly Star God Sovereign temporarily found no better solution.

For many years, they have gradually grown accustomed to solving problems with fists, defeating opponents with sheer force.

What? The demon clan is secretly plotting against us?

Everyone, kill! Exterminate this pack of demons and monsters!

What? Some die-hard cultivators think the Heavenly Gods have betrayed us and want to ally with demons to cause trouble?

Everyone, kill! Exterminate this pack of evil spirits and monsters!

In short, just charge forward!

Under the Domain of Gods, all are ants—no human or monster would be a match for them Heavenly Gods.

If one punch can't settle it, use two.

If two punches can't decide it, use three, four!

If even that fails...

There has never been such an opponent.

At least before Tang Luo appeared, the Heavenly Might God Sovereign and his ilk had never encountered such an opponent.

Even if the golden-hooped staff blocked the path, it wasn't truly a complete barrier to the Heavenly Gods.

Back then, when fighting the demon clan, the Heavenly Gods' side also suffered losses, and adding to that, the initial "stone staff" was strange and the situation unclear.

That's why the Heavenly Might God Sovereign and his group decided to temporarily retreat.

If they had ignored caution back then, the three God Sovereigns would not believe they couldn't fight their way into the Nine Abysses.

They simply chose a more secure plan.

Time is on their side, the Heavenly Gods'.

Now, the three God Sovereigns, along with the entire Heavenly Gods' strength, surpass what they were back then; the golden-hooped staff, after enduring the baptism of time, has instead seen its power drained, not as strong as before.

Plus, they still have the trump card—the Heavenly Formation—and the situation is firmly in their grasp.

Yet out stepped Tang Xuanzang.

And he is stronger than before, Tang Xuanzang, and he has obtained the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

The two combined are unstoppable!

Even the Heavenly Formation cannot suppress them.

While the two God Sovereigns were still pondering solutions, another Heavenly God fell beneath Tang Luo's staff.

The Heavenly Gods' Demon-Slaying Great Formation could no longer hold and shattered with a boom.

With the weakening and disappearance of suppression, Tang Luo emitted an extremely terrifying aura that enveloped the two God Sovereigns, nearly making them suffocate.

"Come here!"

At that moment, a voice rang out—the severely wounded and comatose Heavenly Might God Sovereign crawled out from the rubble pit and let out a fierce shout.

The Heavenly Star and Heavenly Might God Sovereigns made a split-second decision, their forms flashing as they appeared beside the Heavenly Might God Sovereign.

The two God Sovereigns currently have no injuries, but their consumption is great, and their breath is already unstable.

"Quick, lend me your full power!" the Heavenly Might God Sovereign stretched out both hands toward the two.

"What do you mean?"

"Power?"

The Heavenly Might God Sovereign and Heavenly Star God Sovereign both froze for a moment.

"I have cultivated the Three-in-One Secret Art; this is my last resort—if you don't want to die, act fast!" the Heavenly Might God Sovereign roared.

Tang Luo landed again.

The Celestial Star God-Sovereign had already withdrawn his incarnation; the remaining divine soldiers surrounding Tang Luo encircled but did not attack, for they dared not, their weapons trembling in their hands.

Fresh blood still dripped from the golden hoop rod, tracing down the staff to fall onto the ground.

No trace remained upon it.

Beneath Tang Luo's feet, a small pool of blood formed, the dripping blood sending out ripples.

He stepped forward, and the divine soldiers retreated in step with his pace.

Gradually drawing near the three God-Sovereigns.

"What Three-in-One!" the Celestial Momentum God-Sovereign gritted his teeth, reaching out to seize the Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign's palm.

The Celestial Star God-Sovereign hesitated a moment, then also grasped the Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign's palm.

"Three-in-One means fusing our three powers, a secret art I have long researched..." the Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign offered no further explanation; the last trace of divine power within him surged forth, connecting with the Celestial Momentum and Celestial Star God-Sovereigns.

In an instant, the three individuals' divine power converged and fused, completely enveloping them.

All three faces bore expressions of extreme agony.

Their bodies seemed to be torn apart, dissolving.

The Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign was formerly Manjusri Bodhisattva, having entered Buddhism from the Dao, bearing the divine abilities and secret arts of both traditions.

His studies were extraordinarily broad.

After becoming a God-Sovereign, he was not satisfied with this, desiring to advance further.

For example, by taking the form of a God-Sovereign, how could he become a cultivator? Combining the strengths of both.

However, the power of a God-Sovereign was too overbearing; he could not grasp its method for long, so the Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign conceived a new idea.

Since he could not merge with other paths, why not broaden this path instead?

Three-in-One is the Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign's secret research, a method to absorb and devour other God-Sovereigns' power.

After becoming a God-General, each God-Sovereign's path actually differs.

If these paths were all fused together, in the end, even a God-Sovereign could possess countless profound techniques.

No longer a muscle-bound simpleton lacking in skill.

Of course, the current Three-in-One is not yet truly perfected, merely a half-finished product; its use yields entirely different results.

The Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign is walking on the blade's edge... even if Three-in-One were already perfected, given his present state, he could not possibly absorb the power of the other two God-Sovereigns.

The three God-Sovereigns' forms tore apart, blurred, with afterimages continually appearing, as if their souls were being pulled out.

Gradually drawing toward the center.

After a moment, the three God-Sovereigns' bodies had already fused into one, covered with a layer of deep black.

This was the extreme condensation of the divine domain, like armor covering their bodies.

Upon their shoulders were three heads, and on both sides of their bodies, two additional pairs of arms grew out.

The faces of the three heads were respectively those of the Celestial Majesty, Celestial Star, and Celestial Momentum God-Sovereigns.

Without perfected Three-in-One, forcibly fusing the three for a brief moment formed a brand-new, powerful three-headed, six-armed body.

This was not the Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign alone, but formed by the shared will of the three guiding it.

The painful sensation continued to spread, not disappearing with the completion of the fusion.

This was drinking poison to quench thirst; once separated, all three would be severely wounded, requiring vast quantities of crystal ore and a long passage of time to recover.

On the other side, Tang Luo swept horizontally with his golden hoop rod.

The divine soldiers blocking the front flew up and scattered; before him stood no one.

"Alright, then come." Tang Luo looked at the three-in-one God-Sovereign, smiling as he spoke.

"Arrogant!"

"Courting death!"

"You will pay the price for your arrogance and stupidity!"

The three mouths each emitted different sounds, yet their movements were uncannily in unison.

A flash— they appeared before Tang Luo, six arms becoming afterimages, fists blasting toward him.

The golden hoop rod spun before him, forming a "round shield," blocking the three God-Sovereigns' fists; Tang Luo gripped with his left hand, the Mystic Transformation in his hand becoming a sword, thrusting straight into the middle Celestial Majesty God-Sovereign's head.

The God-Sovereign's form instantly retreated; Tang Luo stepped forward in pursuit.

The black divine domain covering his body spread across him, also enveloping the three heads, making facial features indistinguishable.

Only three black hollows could be seen.

The divine domain extended from the palms, forming six different weapons.

Specifically: sword, spear, halberd, hammer, knife, and vajra pestle.

A violent counterattack came instantly, like a sudden storm and torrential rain!

Tang Luo showed no weakness, left hand gripping the sword, right hand holding the golden hoop rod, executing the Thousand Hands Cannot Block technique.

A deafening sound echoed through the clouds.

The earth sank inward, ground stones floating up, turning into piles of powder around the two.

Around them were nothing but "blade light and sword shadow."

Tremendous power surged and roared.

The God-Sovereign began to retreat, the black divine domain on his body fluctuating, growing dim.

Tang Luo advanced, the God-Sovereign retreated again and again!

In an instant, both arrived before the stone bridge, leaving behind a deep trench behind them, smoke and dust spreading everywhere.

The sky-full of staff shadows instantly condensed into one.

"Boom!"

The sound of metal clashing ceased abruptly; the next breath, a bell-like great resonance.

Tang Luo struck the deity's tablet with his staff.

The black divine realm shattered, the deity's tablet flew out, rolling on the stone bridge, unable to maintain the "Trinity" state midway.

It split into three people, landing precisely before that stone before stopping.

All were gasping weakly, unable to stand.

Tang Luo flung his golden hoop staff behind him.

The golden hoop staff enlarged in midair, descending from the sky, standing firm in Canglan Ruins, also standing on the path the divine soldiers wished to flee.

"Those who cross the boundary, die."

Tang Luo tossed those words aside and walked forward, approaching the three deity tablets, lowering his head to look.

"That move just now was not bad." He lifted his foot and stepped over the three, walking to the stone before him.

On the three deity tablets, numerous wounds burst open, blood flowing out, lacking even the strength to twitch a finger.

They could only lie on the ground, straining to glance at Tang Luo with their peripheral vision.

The stone before Tang Luo was not particularly tall, about two meters, its overall shape slightly resembling a rhombus.

He reached out, tapping the stone twice: "Dead or not? If not, make a sound."

No response, the stone remained utterly still.

Tang Luo looked at Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie.

The two shook their heads; they had already tried shouting earlier.

No response.

"In that case." Tang Luo flexed his fingers, clenched them into a fist, "Let's smash it and see—maybe breaking it will reveal Wukong inside, after all, he used to burst out like this before."