Chapter 572: Where is God? God is Underfoot

Di Shitian had originally intended to use the Heart-Heaven Tribulation to ambush Yu Liancheng, but he had not expected that besides Yu Liancheng and Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, there was also an expert like Mo Baisuzhen.

Furthermore, Yu Liancheng had previously discussed matters regarding Di Shitian with Mo Baisuzhen, and thus, from the aura emanating from him—which was colder and more sinister than ten-thousand-year black ice—as well as his unfathomable cultivation, she recognized the identity of the person before her.

Therefore, facing this Di Shitian, who possessed over a thousand years of age and could truly be called an old monster, she did not hesitate to use Earth-Level Maha to drive the Death Crossing of the Six Great Demon Crossings, unleashing a strike that could absolutely be called earth-shattering.

Di Shitian's brows furrowed tightly, and monstrous waves surged in his heart.

He vaguely felt that the cultivation of this woman, whose entire body was hidden in black mist, was no longer beneath his own.

Of course, regardless of how shocked he was in his heart, he still wore a calm and composed smile on his face, as if everything were under his control: "Hmph, and a mere mortal dares to contend with Heaven."

Boom!

Atop the mountain peak, a violent tremor occurred, and a clear palm print, as if carved by blades and axes, was imprinted into the ground. Furthermore, wisps of black energy permeated the palm print, annihilating all vitality within a radius of several dozen zhang, leaving behind a scene of withered silence and death.

Although this palm strike landed, Mo Baisuzhen's brows furrowed slightly, for she clearly saw that just as the palm was about to descend, Di Shitian's figure transformed into countless nearly invisible particles, like dust, and drifted away into nothingness.

"Is this the Seven-No Absolute Realm?"

Just as she was thinking this, endless cold energy suddenly condensed in the sky, making one's entire body shiver with cold.

Mo Baisuzhen looked up, and on the firmament, there appeared a gigantic face condensed from cold ice, seemingly capable of blotting out the sun and sky, looking down from the heavens like a God.

"Offending Heaven is a capital crime."

The gigantic ice face hung high in the sky, filled with an indescribable sense of pressure; if any ordinary person were to see this scene, they would likely prostrate themselves on the spot, filled with fear and trepidation.

"Behold my Cold Heaven Absolute!"

As the vast, heavenly voice exploded, countless cold energies condensed into ice blades, piercing through the long sky, vast and mighty, covering the earth and sky, and enveloped Mo Baisuzhen at an incredible speed.

Boom, boom, boom!

The moment the ice blades struck the ground, they instantly exploded, and the massive cold energy contained within dissipated simultaneously, venting out in all directions like a tide, carrying a powerful and frigid force.

Under the bombardment of the Cold Heaven Absolute, the entire mountain peak shook and trembled incessantly, and huge holes were blasted into the summit, with vast amounts of dust and smoke filling the air.

And just as the smoke and dust filled the air, a wisp of black smoke shot straight into the sky like a black Divine Sword piercing the firmament, as if it were going to pierce a hole through the heavens.

And who else could it be that condensed this wisp of black sword energy but Mo Baisuzhen?

Demon and Heaven.

Is the Demon higher than Heaven, or is Heaven stronger than the Demon?

On the other side, Yu Liancheng and Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen were locked in a fierce battle among the peaks.

Their figures were like two bolts of lightning intertwined, constantly colliding and striking; from the perspective of mortals, they had completely vanished, no longer existing between heaven and earth.

Perhaps only an expert of the level of Tian Jian Wuming could vaguely discern their blurred figures.

They used heaven and earth as their battlefield, unfolding the most brilliant of clashes.

Every collision represented a collision of the highest wisdom in martial arts.

Although their two auras were completely different, they were equally magnificent, vast, and unfathomable. Wherever their auras passed, everything was destroyed; anything that stood in their way had only one path: to collapse and be ruined.

Suddenly, the aura representing God stagnated slightly.

And this stagnation lasted less than one ten-thousandth of an instant.

Even for experts of their level, it was very difficult to seize this moment of stagnation.

It was too short.

But for Yu Liancheng.

For him, this was no different from a heaven-sent opportunity.

"This blade will defeat you!"

When Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen heard these words, he had already been defeated.

Because Yu Liancheng's move was too fast.

This move had already transcended sound, transcended light, and transcended everything. It was slashed out with incredible speed, sweeping up all power and gathering into an unimaginable blade aura.

Even Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, who was facing Yu Liancheng directly, did not capture how this move was executed; he only felt a world-shocking blade intent condense, and then he was injured. A gaping wound was slashed into his chest, flesh and blood flew, blood gushed out like a spring, and his body was sent flying backward. And his immortal and indestructible vitality also gushed out along with the blood.

Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen fell from the sky, but he forcibly suppressed his injuries. The moment he landed, he struck the ground with his backhand, generating a force out of thin air to leap up suddenly once more, wanting to escape with his life.

But how could Yu Liancheng let him have his way?

His legs coiled, and he unleashed the "Wrath Shatters Mountains and Rivers" from the Fierce Strength Leg Arts. The leg momentum was suddenly like a violent storm, enveloping Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen from the air with incomparable speed. Each kick carried a fierce and tyrannical rage, with the force of a thousand jun, like Mount Tai pressing down, impossible to resist. Let alone the currently wounded Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, even in his prime, it would have taken effort to receive it.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

A series of muffled, thunder-like roars echoed incessantly. Before the overwhelmingly powerful leg momentum, the mountain cliff shook violently, buzzing and trembling, until it finally could no longer bear the burden and shattered with a boom, dust and smoke flying for a time, blotting out the sun and sky.

After a long while, the sounds of collision had vanished, and the dust and smoke gradually dispersed.

Yu Liancheng stood atop the mountain peak, his breathing slightly heavy.

Facing Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, who had cultivated the Heaven-Level Maha, the Heaven-Shifting Divine Art, and the World-Destroying Demon Body to perfection, it was likely that no one could win easily.

Yu Liancheng was no exception.

But he had won nonetheless.

As for where God is?

God is underfoot!

It was Yu Liancheng's right foot stepping on the chest of Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, preventing him from rising or moving. At the same time, an irresistible suction force was generated; it was Yu Liancheng activating the Soul-Absorbing Great Art, and streams of primordial essence gushed out from the body of Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, being gathered by Yu Liancheng into his dantian, which was like the sea receiving a hundred rivers.

Heaven-Level Maha.

Finally obtained.

The Maha Immeasurable, which represented the extreme Yin and extreme Yang respectively, gathered within his body; they appeared to be diametrically opposed, but in reality, they originated from the same source. Under Yu Liancheng's control, although they still remained at two ends, they wandered between each other like two black and white fish, thereby forming a new power—a power that was extreme Yin and Yang, beginningless and endless: the Immeasurable Maha.

"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."

Because his entire essence had been absorbed, the already aged body of God became even more decayed, emitting an aura that only a dying old man would have.

"That blade... what is the name of that blade?"

Yu Liancheng said, enunciating each word: "Love, of, the, City, Falling."

It was indeed Love of the City Falling, a Love of the City Falling that could topple a city with a single strike.

However, it was a Love of the City Falling that had been broken down; regardless of speed or power, it was far inferior to the original version.

But in many cases, power is not always better the stronger it is.

Less than one-thirtieth of the power was, instead, just right.

"Cough, cough... so that was the legendary single strike that topples cities. It truly is... an invincible blade intent, an invincible Love of the City Falling."

Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen coughed incessantly, a heart-wrenching cough, with every spasm bringing forth fresh blood. In those aged eyes, a look of unwillingness suddenly shot out: "But if not for the burden of this body of mine, I would never have lost!"

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The reason Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen was defeated was, in large part, because his body was too decrepit. So much so that during a peak exchange, even with the World-Extinguishing Demon Body as support, it gradually could not withstand the power of the Heaven-Moving Divine Art and the Earth-Level Maha, leading to that stagnation which should never have occurred.

"Heh, how can you be so sure I used my full strength? In today's battle, you were bound to lose." Yu Liancheng sneered, his aura becoming increasingly unfathomable. In the time of twenty or thirty breaths, he had already absorbed most of the opponent's Internal Force. He then stopped circulating the Power-Absorbing Great Art, because his cultivation time for the Earth-Level Maha was not long; if he absorbed too much Heaven-Level Maha, it might cause an imbalance of yin and yang forces within his body: "Let me send you off with one final layer."

He kicked out with one foot.

He kicked the dantian and Qi sea of Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, causing the latter not only to fall off the cliff but also to have his Qi sea shattered, his remaining cultivation likewise flowing away like water.

And for such a two-hundred-year-old man to tumble down from a mountain cliff hundreds of feet high, the outcome was, of course, easy to imagine.

Yu Liancheng sat cross-legged, closed his eyelids, gathered his focus, and sank his intent into his dantian.

What he had absorbed was not only the Heaven-Level Maha but also over a hundred years of Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen's Internal Force; this was truly too vigorous. If he did not circulate and resolve it in time to balance it with his own True Qi, the True Qi within his body would become like a battlefield, clashing and colliding, potentially even leading to a backlash of True Qi and causing him to go into Qi deviation.

Of course, this was also within Yu Liancheng's expectations.

He did not pay too much attention to those chaotic True Qi, as he had long since had a method to deal with them.

Yu Liancheng circulated the two Maha Wuliang of different attributes, letting them flow, as if chasing each other, like two yin-yang fish, head to tail, circulating without end.

The two yin-yang fish swam and rotated incessantly, driving the other True Qi, causing them to settle down again and enter an orderly state, surrounding the periphery of the two Maha Wuliang.

Yu Liancheng opened his eyes, sensing the flow of energy within his body; his True Qi was unprecedentedly abundant, his breath long and continuous. Counting it now, he could be considered an existence possessing several hundred years of Internal Force.

Of course, in matters of fighting, the abundance of Internal Force is only one factor.

If one were to speak purely in terms of Internal Force cultivation, one Di Shitian could beat a dozen Wu Wudi.

After finishing his breath regulation, Yu Liancheng just stood up, preparing to assist Mo Baisuzhen.

He saw a wisp of black smoke drifting over, then transforming into the appearance of Bai Suzhen. Seeming to know what Yu Liancheng wanted to ask, she shook her head and said: "When your battle with God concluded, that fellow called Di Shitian fled. I went to pursue him, but his Seven-Nothingness Absolute Realm and Longitudinal Immortal-Ascending Steps are very mysterious; before long, he had vanished without a trace."

Yu Liancheng laughed dumbly: "This fellow, unsurprisingly, is a coward. How did it feel to cross hands with this old monster who has lived for over seventeen hundred years?"

A look of contemplation appeared between Mo Baisuzhen's brows: "Actually, I had thought that a powerhouse who had lived for seventeen hundred years would be unfathomable and hard to match. But he... seems not as strong as I imagined. Although some of the martial arts he used were very mysterious, such as the Seven-Nothingness Absolute Realm and the Four Calamities of the Sacred Heart, they were too jumbled, and thus lacked sufficient power."

"Correct." Yu Liancheng nodded and smiled: "He himself is an alchemist, and his martial arts talent is not particularly outstanding. It seems he used countless years to learn from a hundred schools, but it is jumbled rather than refined. The Sacred Heart Art he created is the same; it seems to encompass everything, but it is too messy; he never practiced any one thing to the peak."

"In the end, it is still a matter of poor martial arts aptitude." Mo Baisuzhen said: "For example, you, or that Ten Strong Martial Artist, didn't you both cultivate various martial arts to the extreme in just a few decades? Isn't this precisely because you are all brilliant talents?"

"That is also true." Yu Liancheng chuckled.

Mo Baisuzhen was silent for a long while, then asked: "By the way, what happened to that fellow?"

Yu Liancheng gestured with his chin toward the bottom of the cliff: "He is right down there; I reckon God has already turned into God-paste."

Mo Baisuzhen was startled for a moment, then immediately understood Yu Liancheng's words, and let out a soft sigh.

God was dead.

Yu Liancheng became the new master of the Search God Palace.

The young people who had been abducted from all around by the Search God Palace's subordinates, the divine beasts, had already been released from control by Mo Baisuzhen and sent home.

As for the Search God Palace's subordinates, Shen Mu Xiaoqing, Xueyuan, Fazhi He Shang, and the Second Divine Official naturally fell under the command of Wushuang City. Besides this, Yu Liancheng also found four "Gods" in the Search God Palace.

Every hundred years, the Bu Clan God Race would produce a person with superb talent, who could be called a God.

Five hundred years ago, the Bu family produced a Sword God.

Four hundred years ago, the Bu family produced a Dao Shen.

Three hundred years ago, the Bu family produced a Quan Shen.

Two hundred years ago, the Bu family produced a Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen.

And one hundred years ago, a Shen Xing Tai Bao appeared.

Among them, the Sword God, Dao Shen, and Quan Shen were already dead. They did not break the Sida Daxian, but only preserved their physical bodies with special drugs, hoping to be awakened by future generations of the Bu family; their corpses were kept in the Shen Mu of the Search God Palace.

And the Shen Xing Tai Bao from a hundred years ago was also in the Search God Palace. He had been imprisoned by Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen, intending to use him to replace his own decrepit body.

However, because there was a more outstanding Bu Jingyun, the Shen Xing Tai Bao was a backup and had been kept imprisoned.

It is worth mentioning that the appearances of these four Gods were almost identical.

Because the Gods of the Bu Clan God Race have a mark, which is that they all possess identical appearances.

If Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen were a hundred years younger, he would also have this appearance.

If Bu Jingyun were to grow for a few more decades, he would also have this appearance.

This Shen Xing Tai Bao was also no good sort, and after so many years of imprisonment and torture, he had already become perverted, single-mindedly wanting to bring Shenzhou to ruin.

Yu Liancheng could not be bothered to be polite, and directly used the Power-Absorbing Great Art to obtain the Shen Xing Tai Bao's unique skill, "Shen Tian Ji". When this martial art is practiced to its highest level, it can form eight strands of Rigidity and Flexibility Combined, substantial-looking Qi energy around oneself, moving freely within ten zhang, as fast as lightning.

Besides this Shen Tian Ji, another harvest was an old man of seventy or eighty years, who was extremely ugly.

This person was the true disciple who had inherited all of God's medical skills, and had even surpassed his master: the Divine Physician. Although this old fellow was lecherous and vulgar, he was indeed dedicated to his medical skills and brave in innovation. Bu Jingyun's Qilin Arm was replaced by him, and the Heaven-Reversing Skill, which was comparable to a Dragon Origin, was developed by him...

In terms of medicine and poison, very few people could stump him.

And the brain-swapping possession that God had originally planned was also presided over by him.

All in all, he was a usable person. And the latter, seeing Yu Liancheng's methods, fawningly latched onto his leg, completely unconcerned about the death of the so-called God.

After handling all the affairs of the Search God Palace.

After resting for a short while, Yu Liancheng received some news.

News regarding Ni Pusa.

Since Ni Pusa is closely linked to the Heaven's Weep, he could not avoid making a trip there.