God Emperor

The three world trees in the Forest of No Return were located at the core of the starry skies of the Infernal Court. Yama Boundless Realm, Divine Domain of Destiny, and Fengdu Ghost City were all located on top of the world trees.

Although there were gods in the Divine Domain of Destiny, it had been many years since a divine war broke out.

The divine roar of Fukurokuju contained boundless anger. It tore apart the many years of peace in the Divine Domain of Destiny, causing countless cultivators of the Infernal Court to tremble in fear. Even a Supreme Saint could not help but tremble in fear.

In the sky, divine clouds piled up and lightning flashed.

Countless powerful figures with high cultivation looked in the direction of Mount Destiny in shock.

Please Keep reading 0n MYB0XN0VEL(.)C0M

"What happened to make the Lord Reverend so angry?"

"Did a god from the Celestial Court break into the Divine Domain of Destiny?"

"A god from the Celestial Court dares to break into the Divine Domain of Destiny? Even if the number one Wargod Bian Zhuang in the Heaven Palace comes, he will die."

Compared to the divine voice of Lord Reverend, the decisive battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen was as insignificant as two children fighting.

Although there were twelve Reverends in the Fane of Destiny, only one or two of them were usually in charge. Others had to oversee the Battlefield of Merits, some had to seclude themselves for cultivation, some traveled around the starry sea, and some explored the secret realm of the universe.

During the Celestial-Hunting Festival, only Fukurokuju was guarding Mount Destiny.

When Fukurokuju's true body moved, it immediately triggered the precepts of heaven and earth that spanned millions of miles, causing the gods that were still in the Divine Domain of Destiny to sense it. They were extremely shocked.

"The Reverend's furious roar was actually unable to kill the enemy. He needed to use his true body?"

"Could it be that the Celestial Palace's wargod level powerhouse has really barged into the Divine Domain?"

"No matter who comes, since the Reverend's true body has been activated, they will definitely die without a burial ground. Even if Bian Zhuang comes, it will be useless. The precepts of heaven and earth in the Divine Domain of Destiny are not something that he can easily control."

The gods originally planned to follow in Fukurokuju's footsteps and kill the invading enemy together.

At this moment, a river hundreds of millions of miles long appeared in the sky of the Divine Domain of Destiny. It fell down like the rivers in the nine heavens. The night sky was illuminated as if it was daytime by the light emitted by the river.

"It's a river formed by the Mark of Time," a god said in a trembling voice.

"How many Marks of Time must be mobilized to form such a river? Once it falls into the Divine Domain of Destiny, how many cultivators of the Infernal Court world will die because of it?"

"Time has become chaotic. The precepts of heaven and earth are being reshaped by time."

In the Divine Domain of Destiny, groups of cultivators from the Infernal Court rapidly lost their lifespans. They turned from youth to middle-aged and eventually became white-haired.

Hundreds of millions of cultivators were about to die of old age and turn into dry bones.

Fukurokuju sighed and stopped chasing. He raised his right hand above his head and established communication with the Fane of Destiny. He shouted softly, "Reverse."

Whoosh

The Fane of Destiny emitted a sparkling white light that illuminated the entire Divine Domain.

Standing in the starry sky, the leaf on the top of the world tree was covered in white light and emitted a light that was even more dazzling than the stars.

The hair of Infernal Court realm cultivators who had lost a lot of their lifespan turned from white to black. The wrinkles on their faces disappeared and they returned to their youthful appearance.

The chaotic time was calmed down by the Fane of Destiny.

In the void, Empress of Thousand Bones held a divine sword in her hand. She looked in the direction of the Divine Domain of Destiny and let out a soft sigh.

The long River of Time just now had been slashed out by her sword with all her strength.

She didn't expect that it didn't cause any substantial damage to the Divine Domain of Destiny. Not a single cultivator died. Without a doubt, her current cultivation was far from enough to shake the Divine Domain of Destiny.

Of course, her goal had been achieved, and she had successfully held back Fukurokuju for a breath of time.

Not daring to stay any longer, Empress of Thousand Bones took a step back and crossed the endless void, disappearing without a trace.

Fukurokuju and Luo Yan rushed into the void almost at the same time, arriving at the spot where Empress of Thousand Bones had been standing.

Luo Yan's body was so big that it was like a cloud covering the sky. The Power of Oblivion couldn't even corrode him. He said, "There's a remnant of the Canon of Time. It's that little girl from the Avīci Pavilion. I didn't expect that in just 100,000 years, she had grown to the point where she could escape from us."

Fukurokuju said, "She has a large amount of Canon of Time and is hidden in the void. Naturally, she comes and goes without a trace."

If Empress of Thousand Bones dared to appear in the Divine Domain of Destiny, even if she had mastered a large amount of Canon of Time, it would be difficult for her to escape. The Divine Domain of Destiny contained more than half of the Canon of Destiny in the world. It was not something the Empress of Thousand Bones could resist.

If she was exposed, she would die without a doubt.

Luo Yan said, "The one who killed Fuurei must be a god of the Avīci Pavilion. We must find him and kill him."

The god who killed Fuurei had already left and was hiding silently.

Luo Yan and Fukurokuju both believed that he was hiding in the Divine Domain of Destiny and was one of the gods from the ten clans. Therefore, the two of them split up.

Fukurokuju rushed back to the divine hall and gathered all the gods who were still in the Divine Domain of Destiny. He wanted to gather them together and investigate them one by one.

Meanwhile, Luo Yan rushed to the place where Fuurei had fallen, looking for clues and traces left behind. When he arrived, he found a woman dressed in palace clothes. She had already come here to investigate.

Luo Yan recognized her and asked in surprise, "The fourteen gal of the Xue Jue Family?"

Blood Empress stood on the empty street. Her eyes were as clear as water, and she was deep in thought. She only woke up when Luo Yan approached her. She did not show the respect and humility of a junior. She said calmly, "It's you."

Luo Yan gritted his teeth. He was furious.

An emperor of a generation had higher seniority than Wargod Bloodximius, but now, he is on the same level as the daughter of Wargod Bloodximius. He was very upset.

Luo Yan was someone who could hold back his anger. He said calmly, "Do you have any clues? Who killed the new Scioness?"

Blood Empress shook her head and said, "The person who did it was very cunning. He escaped at the first moment. Also, I suspect... that he is a god in the Fane of Destiny."

"What?"

Luo Yan was shocked. His face was solemn as he said, "Why do you say that? Do you have any proof?"

Blood Empress said, "I don't have any. However, this person was able to escape quickly and disappear. He's very compatible with the precepts of heaven and earth in the Divine Domain of Destiny. Other than the gods of the Fane of Destiny, there shouldn't be many in the Infernal Court realm who can do this, right?"

Luo Yan nodded and said, "This is going to be a big problem! Let's keep it to ourselves for now."

Blood Empress naturally understood how bad the consequences would be if news of this got out. It would be a serious blow to the Fane of Destiny's reputation. No one dared to publicize it without absolute evidence.

...

The battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen was not affected by the chaos because the gods were nearby.

The battle between the two had been going on for almost two hours. There were tens of thousands of attacks, with all kinds of saint techniques, and all kinds of weapons.

Although Zhang Ruochen had many Supreme Artifacts, he did not have an absolute advantage. With his cultivation of the Hundred-Shackle Realm, he could only activate two or three Supreme Artifacts at a time.

Moreover, if he activated two or three Supreme Artifacts at the same time, the power of the Supreme Artifact would be weakened. Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power was strong. If it were any other Supreme Saint of the Hundred-Shackle Realm, they wouldn't be as powerful as activating one Supreme Artifact.

Yan Wushen used The Book of Death to protect himself. He held the Scepter of Heaven's Pass in his right hand and a Supreme Artifact glove in his left. He was like a god killer from Infernal Court. Wherever he passed, mountains and rivers would collapse, the earth would crack, and space would tremble, even the formation and enchantment formed by nearly a thousand enforcers could not withstand it. They were shattered by the power of the Supreme Artifact.

All enforcers below the Supreme Saint Realm were injured.

In the end, it was Yan Chu and the Supreme Saint Qingsheng who used the techniques of the Paramount Realm Supreme Saint technique to control the battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen within a certain range.

"Both of them are full of treasures. Any weapon they take out is a Supreme Artifact. Even the gods will be envious."

"Is this the luck of a Yuanhui-level genius? Under the call of destiny, the Supreme Artifact will naturally gather around them and become their weapon."

"If I have the Supreme Artifact to protect myself and the Supreme Artifact to attack, I can also fight across realms. I can challenge the Thousand-Koan Realm with my Hundred-Shackle Realm."

...

Yan Wushen had made great progress in the third Dark Star. He had broken 70 shackles and had close to 10 billion precepts in him.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have cultivated in the third Dark Star for 150 years. I didn't expect that I could only draw with you after I came out," Yan Wushen said in a long voice.

150 years of cultivation in the Dark Star was only two hours in the outside world.

"150 years? How is that possible?" Zhang Ruochen was shocked and showed a look of disbelief.

It was known that the time in the third Dark Star was very strange. The proportion of time was shocking, but it was not a precious place to cultivate, but a place of death.

That was because staying inside for a year would lose 1,000 years of lifespan.

Cultivated for 150 years, Yan Wushen would lose 150,000 years of lifespan. Even though he was a god, he had already died inside. After all, the lifespan of a god was only 129,600 years of the Yuanhui period.

More than half of Yan Wushen's lifespan had already been cut off by Zhang Ruochen. How could he cultivate for 150 years inside the third Dark Star, and his lifespan would not decrease but increase instead?

Yan Wushen said this deliberately to disturb Zhang Ruochen's state of mind and make him think.

Suddenly, Yan Wushen, who had been at a disadvantage, seized the opportunity to strike back fiercely.

Rumble

The Scepter of Heaven's Pass turned into a 300-meter-long cloud and shattered Zhang Ruochen's Profound Spatial Dimension. It collided with the Pleiades Lotus above his head.

The powerful shock wave of Supreme Power passed through the Ghost Qi formed by the Pleiades Lotus and landed on Zhang Ruochen.

However, the multi-dimensional space formed by the Secret Tome of Time and Space dissolved all the remaining waves of the Supreme Power and could not hurt Zhang Ruochen at all.

Zhang Ruochen cleared his mind and stopped thinking about what had happened to Yan Wushen in the third Dark Star. As long as he was killed, nothing would matter anymore.

"Yan Wushen, there is no point in fighting like this. Even if we fight for ten days and ten nights, we can not kill the other party. As long as we can't kill each other, we'll never truly win. Since we've decided to fight to determine victory and death, why don't we enter the void and fight?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Wushen said, "Yes, it's too difficult for us to kill each other. We'll probably have to fight for a month or even a few months to exhaust each other's strength before we can stop. Entering the void to fight is a good suggestion. I want to take this opportunity to feel the void more thoroughly."

Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen were not absolutely invincible in this era. After all, there was still Que, the Master of Oblivion.

They wanted to learn more about the Path of Oblivion because they both saw Que as a threat.

The cultivators watching the battle nearby were all shocked by the conversation between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen.

Fight in the void?

The Power of Oblivion would erode everything that entered it. Whether it was the Celestial Court or Infernal Court, living beings or dead souls, they could not avoid it. Once they fell into the void, it was equivalent to being dead.

"Do they think they are gods? They are only in the Hundred-Shackle Realm, and they dare to fight in the void."

"They are insane. Even gods don't dare to stay in the void for long."

"Even if a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint does nothing and tries his best to defend in the void, he won't last more than two hours. He'll become a part of the void. If Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen dare to fight in the void, the survivor will be decided in less than an hour. Both of them might even die."

The Supreme Saint entering the void to fight was like two mortals fighting underwater. The victor and the dead would soon be decided.

If their cultivations were the same, there was a high chance that they would die together.

Yan Chu and the Supreme Saint Qingsheng were both scared. These two little guys were really audacious. Even with their cultivation of the Paramount Realm, they were still in awe of the void. The two Hundred-Shackle Realm cultivators treated the void as a battlefield.

Luo Shengtian gulped. When his father took the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill from him, he finally understood what his father had said, "You're not bold enough to condense a Grade Two Saintwill. It's a waste to take the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. Leave it to your sister."

Compared to Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen's bold personalities, he did seem to be a little lacking.

Of course, it wasn't that Luo Shengtian was timid. It was just that he was too cautious and conservative, which was why he wasn't bold enough. How could a timid person reach his level?

Luo Shengtian wouldn't be careless when he encountered real trouble.

Xue Tu stood in the crowd and was extremely happy. He shouted loudly, "Enter the void and determine the winner and loser. Senior brother, I support you. Fight and die with no regrets."

A Supreme Saint beside him looked at him with a puzzled expression and said, "Aren't you afraid that the one who will die will be your senior brother, Zhang Ruochen? Or will Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen perish together?"

"Is that so? The probability is high, right? That's great!"

Xue Tu was even happier. He shouted again, "We must enter the void and fight. We must determine the victor. Let us witness the battle between two exceptional geniuses of the Yuanhui level. The living is the king, and the dead is the bandit. Senior brother, Fight."