God Emperor

Panda Novel

"It's not up to you to decide if I can stay or not."

A sweet smile appeared on Guye Jing's pale face again. Even though she was at the end of her strength and extremely weak, she was still like a red plum in the winter as she faced the incoming galaxy.

As the successor of The Rāhu Mountains, how could she not have a trump card?

A scroll flew out of her sleeve.

The scroll was made from the skin of a Divine Beast. Under the control of Guye Jing's demonic Qi, it slowly unfolded in the void.

On the scroll was the painting, the Rising Sun over the Nine Regions.

Whoosh!

Guye Jing placed her hands in the air, and her ten fingers were as transparent as ice crystals.

Immediately, a fiery-red light surged out of the scroll and emitted a dazzling divine glow.

A sun that was as bright as a star rushed out of the glow and slowly rose up.

"Is this the power of a pseudo god?"

"Could it be that the scroll contains the terrifying power of a pseudo god's full-strength attack?"

...

In the desert, the Supreme Saint elites who were chasing closely widened their eyes in shock.

Only a pseudo god could unleash the power of a planet.

The mysterious elite in white shook his head, "It's not that scary. If it was a real planet, not only the array formation of Ji Feng Manor, even the locks, Supreme Saint inscriptions, and Divine Marks in Enchanton would be instantly melted and destroyed.

"If the pseudo god attacked with all his might, even a saint city would be destroyed. If the pseudo god self-destructs, it would be comparable to the explosion of a planet. It would be able to destroy the entire Hoth."

The planet that flew out from the Rising Sun over the Nine Regions crashed into the galaxy and charged towards Bai Qing 'er.

The Supreme Saint cultivators behind Bai Qing 'er did not dare to go forward. They ran far away to avoid the light from the planet.

Two of them were unable to dodge in time and were hit by the light beam from the planet. One of them had a hole the size of a basin on his back. The other half of his body melted and disappeared.

In front of Guye Jing — a Paramount Realm Supreme Saint — the life of a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint was extremely fragile. One was no different from a mortal.

"Are you even going all out?"

Bai Qing 'er stared at the planet that was flying towards her. Her snow-white face did not show any signs of movement. Just as she was about to attack, she sensed something and retracted half of her power.

Behind her, a golden saber was swung out.

The glow of the saber was like a waterfall that fell from the sky. It hit the planet and split it open. Countless flames fell into the desert-like decomposed meteorites.

Lord Ironclad was hit by a ball of residual flames after the planet was shattered. He was heavily injured in an instant and vomited blood non-stop.

Slash!

The Rising Sun over the Nine Regions scroll was shattered.

Even the Divine Beast skin could not withstand the Sword Qi of Wuma Jiuxing.

The desert below the scroll was torn apart by the Sword Qi into a bottomless canyon. The yellow sand kept sliding down the canyon.

The array formation that made up the desert realm was seriously damaged by the sword strike. Countless inscriptions on the array formation were broken, making the array unstable. The array was showing signs of breaking.

Blackie cracked the best inscription of the formation. His eyes widened with joy. He chuckled. "It's done. The array is broken!"

Zhang Ruochen and Guye Jing couldn't laugh. They stared at Wuma Jiuxing who was walking over from afar.

So what if the array was broken?

With Wuma Jiuxing around, they couldn't leave.

Wuma Jiuxing held Universum Bracelet. There was a hint of contemplation and reminiscence in his eyes, "Three hundred years ago, I fought with Scion Yu Qiu on Hoth. At that time, he had just entered Paramount Realm, and I had already reached the peak of Paramount Realm. I could be called a demigod.

"He was full of vigor and hard-edged. He was in charge of Fane of Destiny, and the entire Infernal Court submitted to him. Although my level was higher than his and even more awe-inspiring in the dark world, I was insignificant in front of his supreme radiance.

"Back then, I was full of spirit. I only wanted to defeat the Scion of Fane of Destiny to prove myself and become famous in both Celestial Court and Infernal Court.

"Scion Yu Qiu has just entered Paramount Realm, yet he already has an unrivaled divine ability. Even if I tried my best, I could only fight him to a draw. I knew that in a few more decades, I would definitely lose to him. Thus, I cultivated with all my might. I even went to explore some ancient ruins that even the gods regarded as forbidden grounds.

"Thirty years ago, I succeeded and reached divinity through Path of Saber. I came out of seclusion confidently, intending to defeat all the elites of Celestial Court and Infernal Court. I reached divinity with an invincible attitude to become one of the representatives of this Yuanhui period.

"It's a pity that my opponent, Scion Yu Qiu, whom I wanted to defeat the most, failed to transcend his tribulation and turned into a speck of dust."

Wuma Jiuxing didn't feel happy about Scion Yu Qiu's death. Instead, he felt endless disappointment and regret.

The reason why he hadn't transcended divinity in the past thirty years was that he hadn't met an opponent who could match Scion Yu Qiu. He couldn't make up for his regret and incomplete heart.

He challenged Zhuo Yunong to make up for the regret in his heart.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Yunong was still lacking. He couldn't compare to Scion Yu Qiu and Sword God Feng Chen. He wasn't the opponent he'd been looking for.

"I still remember the snow of the past turned the black clothes white.

"To this day, the snow remains chill in the people's hearts."

Wuma Jiuxing collected his complicated emotions and looked at Zhang Ruochen again, "I should give you a chance to grow and show me the strength of a Paramount Realm Yuanhui level genius. Unfortunately, I'm not the kind of person who likes to take risks. If I can kill you now, why wait until the future?"

All the cultivators present looked at each other in dismay. They did not expect that an existence like Lord Wu Ma would want to personally kill Zhang Ruochen, a cultivator in Hundred-Shackle Realm.

But soon, they understood.

Lord Wuma must have done it for Zhang Ruochen's Canons. As long as he took those Canons, his strength would definitely reach a higher peak. He could easily become the representative of this Yuanhui period. From then on, he would be recorded in the history books of the various fanes and be remembered for thousands of generations.

Everyone looked at Zhang Ruochen indifferently. There was no emotion in their eyes.

What kind of emotion did one need to look at a dead person?

Even Guye Jing had the same look, she sighed. "I underestimated Wuma Jiuxing's courage. He dared to stay in such a conspicuous place like Enchanton even though he was injured. This time, I've ruined you. However, you won't be lonely on the road to death. After all, we are with you."

Blackie, who had always been arrogant, couldn't say anything arrogant at this moment.

It couldn't be helped. Wuma Jiuxing was too strong. Perhaps only Empress in Paramount Realm could defeat him. Other Paramount Realm Supreme Saints who could bear one of his sword strikes were all already at the peak of divinity.

If Scion Yu Qiu was still alive and Sword God Feng Chen hadn't reached divinity, they might not be able to defeat him.

To all the cultivators' surprise, Zhang Ruochen didn't give up. Instead, he let out a long laugh. His fighting spirit soared. "You're not the only one who wants to kill me. So what if you're the top elite in the world? Let's fight."

Zhang Ruochen summoned Ancient Abyssal Blade. Stepping into the desert, he strode toward Wuma Jiuxing.

The all-or-nothing aura shocked the Supreme Saints who thought they were stronger than Zhang Ruochen. If they were in his shoes, would they have the courage to fight against Wuma Jiuxing?

No.

The moment Wuma Jiuxing stood in front of them, their fighting spirit, self-confidence, dignity, and determination will all be destroyed.

To be called a Yuanhui-level genius, he sure was extraordinary.

"This guy..."

Guye Jing wanted to stop Zhang Ruochen, but she was too late.

Blackie wanted to take this opportunity to escape, but he eventually gave up the idea. He gritted his teeth and his body burst out like a hedgehog. He released Eternal Fire, revealed the true form of Phoenix, and chased after Zhang Ruochen.

After fighting side by side for so many years, how could he escape alone when the other was in a life-and-death situation?

Wuma Jiuxing's well-defined face showed joy, he said, "Good. You — a Yuanhui-level genius — did not disappoint me. However, you are still too weak. If you want to fight me, you'll only be qualified when you dropped the word 'genius'. Unfortunately, you won't have a chance."

Zhang Ruochen stepped within 3,000 meters of Wuma Jiuxing. He instantly sensed danger. The ground beneath his feet turned into a mountain of blades, and the air turned into Sword Qi.

The heavenly and earthly precepts disappeared, leaving only Precepts of Saber.

After all, Enchanton was not a real saint city. The suppression of Saint-level cultivators would be much less. It could not compare to West One City. Therefore, Wuma Jiuxing's Absolute Precept realm could cover 3,000 meters.

Even if Wuma Jiuxing stood still, he could kill ordinary Neverwither Realm and Hundred-Shackle Realm Saints with his Absolute Precept realm.

Zhang Ruochen summoned Profound Spatial Dimension, Null Time realm, and the Realm-frame of Truth. He charged into Wuma Jiuxing's Absolute Precept realm.

The ubiquitous Precept of Saber was like real sabers. They split open the three domains Zhang Ruochen had summoned. They kept slashing at Meritorious Armor of Flowing Light on his body, making loud rumbles.

Even though Zhang Ruochen was very fast and rushed hundreds of meters away in an instant, he was still hacked with tens thousands sword strikes by the power of Precepts.

The saber of Precepts could not break Meritorious Armor of Flowing Light, but a stream of vibration force passed through the armor and hit Zhang Ruochen's body. The power of tens thousands sword strikes landed on Zhang Ruochen's body, directly beating his body into a bloody mess.

Boom!

BOOM!

...

Zhang Ruochen struck out one after another drop of Dark Space-time Matter. With the power of Darkness, Time, and Dimension, he destroyed Precept of Saber and forcefully opened a path.

He pushed forward another 300 feet, and now he was less than 300 feet away from Wuma Jiuxing.

From the moment Zhang Ruochen stepped into Absolute Precept realm to the moment he arrived in front of Wuma Jiuxing, it took him a moment although his speed was extremely fast.

"Zhang Ruochen could pass through Absolute Precept realm, and reached near Wuma Jiuxing. He really is capable." said the white-haired old woman with fear.

Shang Yue snorted, "He's just borrowing external power. It's nothing. He'd only arrived in front of Lord Wuma but was already seriously injured. How can he still have the strength to attack? I think he's overestimating his strength. How stupid."

Clang

An ear-splitting sword clash rang out.

Zhang Ruochen raised his arm and held Ancient Abyssal Blade horizontally. He instantly entered the state of being one with the sword and struck.

A brilliant flower bloomed around him.

The petals were formed by Precepts of Dimension, and there were light spots of Mark of Time flashing on them.

It was the Time and Dimension sword comprehension that Zhang Ruochen had cultivated.

Dimension and Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Only the extremely bright sword light was left. It cut through Wuma Jiuxing's Absolute Precept realm and stabbed toward his chest.

Wuma Jiuxing put his hands behind his back and stared at the foot-long red sword mark on Ancient Abyssal Blade. He said faintly, "A streak of Sword Qi from a TrueGod. Is this the life-saving method given to you by the god of Xue Jue Family?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't expect that Wuma Jiuxing would see through his true purpose and last resort. He couldn't help but feel a little confused.

This person not only had unparalleled cultivation and combat strength, but he also had a top-notch brain.

No one could remain calm while facing an enemy like him.

"A god shouldn't interfere with the secular world. It's really just a dignified statement." Wuma Jiuxing shook his head slightly, he added, "However, it's useless to master a TrueGod's Sword Qi, because you can't stab me at all. The sword Qi of a TrueGod can only be used in the hands of a TrueGod. You're still far from that, you're like a child brandishing a big knife. You can barely lift it, but you can't hit anyone."

Wuma Jiuxing hadn't thought of taking the risk to receive a TrueGod's sword Qi, so he took a step back.

It was only one step, but it was a thousand feet back. All of Zhang Ruochen's previous efforts were instantly reduced to nothing.

Zhang Ruochen had already been severely injured by the saber of Precepts. How could he possibly break through Absolute Precept realm again?

"I am The Scion of Time and Space, the Master of Dimension Everything in the dimension should be under my control. Is a thousand feet far? No, it's not far. To me, it's a matter of time."

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes shone brightly.

At this moment, his dimensional attainment had reached another level. A strange power surged out from Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension between his eyebrows. It was very similar to Canon of Truth and Canon of Destiny.

It was Canon of Dimension.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen certainly did not have time to think about how Canon of Dimension could be hidden in Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension.

"Zhang Ruochen, come with me. You are no match for Wuma Jiuxing now."

Blackie — who had caught up with him — reached out a claw and tried to take Zhang Ruochen away by force.

The claw clearly grabbed Zhang Ruochen, but it realized there was nothing in its claw.

"Where is he? How could I fail to catch him?"

Blackie was stunned and looked up.

A bright moon appeared directly in front of Wuma Jiuxing. Zhang Ruochen somehow stood in the center of the full moon and stabbed Wuma Jiuxing's chest.

"The fifth level of Sword of Time, Moonlight Melody. H-He has reached Great Perfection!" Blackie was surprised and happy.

Bai Qing 'er and Guye Jing were both first-class elites under divinity. At this moment, their eyes showed a hint of surprise.

To be able to obtain a TrueGod's Sword Qi was not considered a skill.

Only by being able to hit Wuma Jiuxing with one strike did Zhang Ruochen truly show his ability. He did not humiliate Lord Ming and Lord Ming's swords.

Wuma Jiuxing's face became very serious. He felt that he was locked on by the powerful Power of Dimension and Time. In addition, there was also an unparalleled sword comprehension, it pierced into his body making him unable to move.

"I didn't expect that I would have to receive this strike in the end."

Wuma Jiuxing's eyes became sharp and he pressed his hands out at the same time.

Swish, Swish.

In Absolute Precept realm, countless Precept of Saber turned into endless golden blades. Like an endless river of blades, they rushed toward Zhang Ruochen's strike.

Rumble

No one could see what was happening at the place where the blades clashed.

The light there was so bright that it could blind Supreme Saints.

The dimension collapsed. Countless locks, Supreme Saint inscriptions, and Divine Marks were destroyed.

Bai Qing 'er took action and protected all the Supreme Saints in the garden. Otherwise, they would fall into the void space even if they weren't killed by the chaotic Sword Qi.

When the dimension was restored, Supreme Saints with top cultivation could finally see Zhang Ruochen and Wuma Jiuxing clearly.

The Precept of Saber that Wuma Jiuxing had mobilized was completely destroyed by Sword Qi that Lord Ming had left for Zhang Ruochen. The tip of Ancient Abyssal Blade stabbed directly into his chest and continued to stab deeper.

It seemed that Zhang Ruochen wanted to kill Wuma Jiuxing with one strike.

Wuma Jiuxing pressed his palms on the body of Ancient Abyssal Blade. Suddenly, strands of fiery red hair stood on their ends like steel needles. His aura increased again. He shouted, "The Sword Qi of a TrueGod has been exhausted. You can't kill me."

He retracted his palms. A powerful force exploded from his body. His right hand turned into a knife and slashed toward Zhang Ruochen.

"I'll settle with you."

The little black owl's body was burning with Eternal Fires. Its huge claws suddenly struck out. The Divine Voice of Phoenix came from its body.

The claws collided with the knife in Wuma Jiuxing's right hand. Suddenly, Dessert Array realm collapsed completely as if the entire world had been destroyed.

Blackie flew back, but its other claw grabbed Zhang Ruochen and took him away.

Wuma Jiuxing's figure flashed. He took a step back and looked at the owl that was running away. His eyes were filled with surprise.

Wuma Jiuxing had been severely injured by Lord Ming's Sword Qi which had triggered his old injuries. He hadn't used his full strength with the palm strike just now. Yet, that owl had become the only existence that had forced him to take a step back after he accomplish great cultivation. Judging from its energetic escape, it seemed that it had not been injured at all.

"Interesting. It's a Phoenix that has been reborn from nine deaths."

Wuma Jiuxing was about to chase after it when his face suddenly froze. He stopped while blood was flowing out from the sword wound on his chest, and took out an ancient rusty bronze saber.

This was the first time he had used a weapon after he had achieved great success in his cultivation.

As a result, rust appeared on his beloved saber.

It had been a long time since he had used it to kill someone.

"Ten Wraithions of Death Palace have all been mobilized. I don't know whether I should be happy or have a headache since Fane of Destiny has placed so much importance on me." Wuma Jiuxing stood there with his saber in hand, his eyes filled with an indescribable coldness and arrogance.

Wherever his gaze swept past, ten shadows of different shapes were approaching from ten different directions.

When Zhang Ruochen activated the three Supreme Artifacts, the battle in Jifeng Manor had already alarmed the entire Enchanton. Furthermore, the news spread across the 17 districts of Hoth at the fastest speed.

"After your battle with Zhuo Yunong, you should have hidden and recovered from your injuries. You shouldn't have stayed in such a dangerous place like Enchanton. Now, you have been severely injured by a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint. It is obvious that your fate is decided. Today, you will die here." one of the Ten Wraithions said.

He walked out from the shadows. It was an angel with twelve white wings.

Only the god of the angels could have twelve wings.

He was called Wingwraith. He was the reincarnation of an angel's corpse in Celestial Court. He was a Paramount Realm Corpusian Supreme Saint, but he also retained part of the divine soul of the pseudo god. He even had half of Divinity Source in his body.

"No one has ever made Death Palace deploy Ten Wraithions at the same time. You are the only one." Goldwraith walked out from the shadows. He was like a Buddha, and his body shone with golden light, 108,000 Buddhist scriptures floated beneath his feet, representing the 108,000 spells that he had cultivated.