He was dead for sure.
That was what the bl**d God thought after grabbing Li Mo in his palm.
This body had long since died and had been suppressed for years. Now, with Ying Bing applying shackles on him, he still fancied no earthly technique could surpass him.
The Da Yu’s naturally divine True Dragon physique was based on his myriad physical forms as a reference.
An inexperienced child just barely touching the threshold of the fourth realm, if it weren’t for that stick and that armor’s incredible history, he wouldn’t even be qualified to stand in front of him!
“Could that be a treasure of the Celestial Realm?”
The bl**d God had seen countless prodigious talents.
But someone like Li Mo? Never!
Yet at that moment, the bl**d God suddenly felt a fiery heat in his palm, as if he was holding a blazing star core that was getting hotter and hotter, transforming as if it were shedding its skin.
Within bl**d clouds, another world’s sky had unexpectedly manifested. There were six stars within it, one of which was the Taiyin.
No, not six, but seven; the remaining one was situated…
“Internal scene projection… no… this isn’t a vision from the heart… nor an external sight…”
Just as confusion flickered in the bl**d God’s mind, his eyes filled with greed, far outpacing his vigilance.
A real world, more real than the Heavenly Phoenix Domain?
Wasn’t this what the Nine Immortals had always sought, something only the Phoenix Sky could achieve…
Boom—
His palm exploded into layers of bl**d mist, a bizarre and rotten aura swirling chaotically.
That newly born world began to destroy itself from the moment it descended. This force was something even he struggled to bear.
The treasures that Celestial beings flocked to were being annihilated, yet their owner remained unmoved, his gaze filled with even greater battle intent.
Little Li knew the small world was on the verge of destruction.
Li Mo was also all too aware of how vast the difference was between them.
He was well aware of the opposing force, which could rightfully be called the ancestor of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths’ horizontal training techniques.
He had to understand what it meant to live between life and d*ath.
What the great calamity of heaven and earth was.
What it meant to be indestructible through myriad calamities.
What the intricacies of the Eight Nine Mysterious Arts were.
He strained to suppress the destruction engulfing the small world, drawing the myriad tribulations and various phenomena into himself. He then shrank the Ruyi Jingu Bang and pierced it into his Dantian, ensuring that this unowned power wouldn’t quickly destroy his flesh and consciousness soul.
He was no Emperor; he bore a burden heavier than an Emperor.
He was not an immortal but the calamity of a decayed immortal!
Law of Heaven, Symbol of Earth!
…
Above the heavens, the battle for control over the Heavenly Phoenix Domain raged on.
The commotion in the City of Heaven seemed to subside.
The Underground City and the Human City had already turned into flesh and bl**d grinding mills, the bl**d God’s vile bloodline causing thousands of martial practitioners to begin transforming towards demons.
Martial artists who had inherited traits from the Celestial Race could fortunately escape disaster, but one wonders whether this was luck or misfortune.
“Wake up, will you!”
Old Li roared, swinging out a blade that turned into a furious wind, enveloping a white ape demon ahead.
Whoa—
The white ape demon, with wild ferocity, charged despite knowing it was no match for its opponent.
The result? It was cleaved in half by the blade, its bl**d scattering unpleasantly across the ground. Moments before its demise, it seemed to regain a sliver of consciousness, looking at Old Li with a gaze full of guilt:
“Master…”
“What on earth happened…”
Old Li’s heart was torn. This white ape was a martial artist in his household, someone he had known for many years.
But just before, he had sensed something was off. When he came looking for the creature, the white ape didn’t even recognize his wife and child anymore.
Old Li was fully certain: now in the city, aside from martial artists who accepted the Celestial Race’s inheritance, probably everyone else…
Boom!
With a deafening crash, the door of Li Mansion shattered, leading the charge were two demons resembling a black bear and a striped purple tiger, followed by dozens of horrifying entities of various kinds.
“Unchallengeable…”
Old Li was just about to sneak out the back door.
But he had only taken two steps.
Boom—
The back door of Li Mansion was kicked open—no, wait, a hoofed foot kicked it open.
Old Li was stunned, his face turning pale, internally screaming doom.
Before him stood a bull-headed demon, towering at thirty feet, seemingly female, wielding a wolf-toothed hammer. The breath it exhaled was a scorching white mist, its muscles forged like steel.
So terrifying!
It looked even more formidable than the ones at the front door!
“It’s over… I haven’t seen Li Mo marry yet, nor held my grandson… it’s all over…”
They were caught between two forces.
Old Li couldn’t even cheese it anymore…
But as it turned out, that wasn’t going to happen. The bull-headed demon took a step and leaped across several hundred feet in a single bound, crushing the bear demon with a single hammer strike.
The two factions of demons began to fight, and the bull-headed demon’s side was merciless.
“Not even sparing their own demons, what chance do I have?”
“How can I share my paltry meat with so many demons…”
Old Li muttered to himself, suddenly feeling something was off.
The insignia hanging on the bull-headed demon’s chest looked familiar.
“Uncle Li, are you alright?”
In the midst of battling, the bull-headed demon even turned back to chat.
Old Li: “?”
Old Li was confused.
“I was sent by Little Li with a mission to find you; the city is too dangerous now.”
“Oh, I see.”
Old Li sighed in relief.
Not long after, those marked demons swiftly dispatched the plain path demons, killing or forcing them to flee.
“Please come with us out of the city; the closer you get to the City of Heaven, the more dangerous it becomes. It’s safer to act together.”
“Why has the City of Divine Beings suddenly become like this… I wonder if we can even get past this hurdle.”
Old Li sighed, then asked:
“What about that brat? Isn’t he with you? Did he sneak out early?”
“Nope.”
“Then where is he?”
Old Li, not seeing his son, was anxious to leave.
“You’ll see him when you turn around.”
“Turn around…”
Dong Ge Yu’s words left Old Li stunned; he turned to follow her gaze and stood frozen in place.
In the City of Divine Beings.
There were two terrifying figures—one as dark as ink, the one he had seen before.
The other was entirely crimson-golden, perhaps once pure gold, now stained with bl**d, its figure standing tall amidst the upheaval, the only thing unwavering in the midst of chaos.
It stood in the chaos, wielding a hammer and a scythe.
Like a flash of red lightning, it collided head-on with the dark figure.
“That’s my son…”
Old Li followed Dong Ge Yu and the others, constantly looking back as they walked.
If others said it, he would find it hard to believe.
As a father, seeing it with his own eyes, he could not be mistaken.
If someone was to save the City of Divine Beings, why was it his son of all people?
A selfish thought arose in his heart, yet he could do nothing but pray that the giant would not fall.
At the same time.
Perhaps caught up in Chu Ge’s all-out battle with Ying Bing over the Heavenly Phoenix Domain, he had no time to care for Emperor Jingtai.
The light and shadow of the Jiangshan Yizhi Map once again derived above the Imperial Capital.
