Chapter 368
Boom—
In a thunderous explosion.
The entire Main God Space portal was twisted and destroyed within flesh and blood more terrifying than a black hole.
The shockwave of destruction instantly turned the entire Great Expansion Capital into a vortex of death.
Inside a pit thousands of kilometers deep, Fang Can's limb fragments swayed wildly in the wind.
Some of these limbs had escaped the suppression of Fangcun Mountain and were launching frantic destruction upon their surroundings.
On the scene, the two Reincarnators stared blankly at the portal that had suddenly appeared and then vanished...
Wait, where's the divine weapon descending from the Main God Space?
Now look—no divine troops arrived, and the enemy's become even stronger!
Where are my teammates? Someone save us!
"Abbot, what do we do now?"
Several Fourth-Transformation cultivators turned to look at the abbot; their eyes clearly asked: Can this still be saved?
"How the hell should I know what to do!!!" The abbot of the Temple of Heavenly Sounds desperately wanted to scream—he truly felt like cursing.
But years of Buddhist cultivation ultimately held the high ground; he did not break.
"Amitabha. We can only hope for a miracle." The abbot sighed, exhausted, and gave up.
Just as he spoke, a vast holy light erupted from the direction of the former Great Expansion Capital.
"I have slept for tens of thousands of years… Who dares invade my domain!"
A deep, ancient voice, heavy with the weight of time, reverberated across all nations; everyone instantly felt its resonance.
This effect…
In an instant, the eyes of the several Fourth-Transformation cultivators lit up—they felt a miracle had arrived!
This new resonance matched the effect when Baixiaosheng appeared—this was undoubtedly another Fifth-Transformation-level powerhouse.
In an instant, a pillar of light like a solar flare shot upward.
Amid the searing heat, the flesh-mass was pierced through by a bloody hole.
Instantly, ten-thousand-zhang golden radiance appeared in the Nine Heavens' Cloud Sea.
Accompanied by a terrifying burst of brilliance, a sky-piercing pillar of light surged upward, visible across all nations.
Then, the pillar slowly shrank—revealing an old man stepping forth from empty space.
His white hair cascaded like a snowfall over his shoulders, with faint dark-gold dragon patterns gliding through his strands; his vertical third eye emitted lapis-lazuli divine light, piercing through all nations of Dongfang Wujie.
On his crown, twelve strands of pearl curtains stirred without wind; his black dragon-patterned brocade robe flapped loudly, its sleeves churning as if ten thousand stars were dying and rebirthing within.
"That face!"
Seeing the old man's appearance, the abbot's eyes suddenly brightened—he felt as if he'd found his savior!
"I know! It's the former Great Expansion Divine Lord! This is his hidden backup!" Emperor Chu exclaimed excitedly.
As bitter enemies, Chu and Great Expansion had long been at odds—Chu's own former overlord had even been taken into the Great Expansion Divine Lord's harem; how could they not recognize him?
At this moment, seeing the Divine Lord appear, Emperor Chu was as overjoyed as if his own father had been resurrected.
After all, one who bears the title "Lord" is a Sixth-Transformation-level being—terrifying, elusive, rarely seen.
Even a mere fragment of his will could suppress all nations.
It was precisely because of concern over the Divine Lord's lingering backup measures.
That's why, after the First Dongfang Wujie War, they didn't annihilate Great Expansion—they endured it.
Never did they expect that, because of Fang Can, they'd accidentally trigger the Divine Lord's hidden backup.
"Now you're dead for sure!" Several Fourth-Transformation cultivators rejoiced inwardly.
Yet immediately after appearing, the Great Expansion Divine Lord stared at the flesh-mass dominating the entire city with the expression of someone who'd just seen dog shit.
"Wait, Divine Lord, save us!" Several Fourth-Transformation cultivators cried inwardly.
"No hope. Just wait to die."
Jiang Nianshen looked at the chunk of flesh he'd torn from the flesh-mass; his face turned ashen.
What the hell did Great Expansion provoke to get this? What rotten luck—did they offend the Year God?
As a divine thought-body, even though it was only a portion of Sixth-Transformation peak power, it was far beyond what a Fifth-Transformation could challenge.
In the instant of his awakening, his awareness shot straight to the Nine Heavens and pierced through to the Yellow Springs.
After some time, he forcibly snatched the skull of the original Baixiaosheng right out from under the latter's cultivation seclusion.
Then, through the skull, he skimmed through the events of these years and directly probed the memories of the several Fourth-Transformation cultivators on-site; after understanding the current situation…
His face twisted like he'd eaten shit.
What do you mean "Great Expansion lost"?
What do you mean "martial cultivation disqualifies one from inheriting the throne"?
What do you mean "my descendants are historical traitors"?
What the hell did Great Expansion become—reduced to this by vermin?!
And where the hell did this Fang Can come from?!
He casually plucked a handful of Fang Can's bodily tissue.
Watching the blood filaments continue multiplying in his palm—growing more terrifying the more he suppressed them—he felt his head would explode.
If this thing isn't handled, all nations of Dongfang Wujie will be gone.
"What sin did I commit to wake up and clean up this mess?"
Jiang Nianshen flicked his hand lightly, tossing the blood filaments back into the main body, and began seriously contemplating a solution.
Use the Great Teleportation Technique to hurl the entire flesh-mass into the Infinite Sea beyond the nations?
That won't help either — it only treats the symptom, not the root cause.
Judging by the rate at which this lump of meat called Fang Can is developing, within a day he'll form a black hole, which will then become a black domain expanding endlessly.
No one knows how far he can go.
But one thing is certain — destroying something the size of an entire star system wouldn't be a problem.
Even if he risked his life to teleport, how far could he move?
Could he shift about 2 light-years out of the solar system in a single day?
No way, right? That's really tough!
Living together with a black hole in the same planetary system?
Wow, now that would be a life! Truly full of radiation!
Jiang Nianshen had never felt so helpless — waking up from a nap only to run into this situation.
"Divine Lord, for the safety of Dongfang Wujie, please descend with your divine power, work your wondrous mercy on the living, and save us!" several Fourth-Turn cultivators cried out in haste.
Those words were the last straw that broke the camel's back — Jiang Nianshen only felt these guys were absolutely insufferable!
They can't do anything good, but when it comes to doing bad things, every last one of them is a top expert — they've really poked a hole the size of the sky; why weren't they just beaten to death by Fang Can earlier?
"Noisy! Get down on your knees properly!"
Jiang Nianshen gave a cold snort, and his supreme might took on tangible form, pressing directly down onto those few Fourth-Turn cultivators.
The next moment, the Fourth-Turn cultivators' knees went weak, and they dropped to their knees in unison — the whole lot of them just like Qin Hui.
Oh no, actually even more outrageous than Qin Hui — Qin Hui at least couldn't blow up the Earth.
Perhaps it would be more fitting to call these few the little Cheng Xins of Dongfang Wujie?
"So what exactly should we do?" After dealing with those few Fourth-Turn cultivators, Jiang Nianshen was troubled again.
No matter what he did, it seemed like it all came down to the difference between dying early and dying late?
And once Fang Can turns into a black hole, he'll even flip your grave for you?
"No need to agonize — there's a solution." Yinghan's figure materialized to one side and said lightly.
Hearing this, Jiang Nianshen's eyes lit up: 'There's still an expert!!!'
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