Lord of the Earth

Originally, Ximen Chuixue's cultivation level was at the peak of the demigod realm, just like the top demigods present.

But at this moment, the will he exuded, the pure sword god will honed through countless life-and-death trials and tribulations and the clash of myriad races, had already surpassed that of ordinary demigods.

That is a completely different level of life and the essence of the soul!
This peerless swordsman, who had honed his skills on the battlefield of catastrophe for ten years, no longer reflected light in his white robes; instead, he seemed to have merged into the void.

His aura rose steadily, like a divine sword being drawn from its sheath, severing cause and effect and destiny.

It has no luster, yet it is so striking that one dares not look directly at it, as if it were a manifestation of "Kendo" itself!
"A divine phenomenon? You want to ascend to the divine realm? Don't even think about it!"

Seeing this, the slightly injured four-winged angel was both shocked and furious.

After all, he had attacked with the body of a "god" but had a piece of his wing cut off by the opponent. Now the opponent was even trying to use him as a "stepping stone" to step into the realm of gods!
Who can tolerate such behavior?

A torrent of holy light! The spear of judgment!

The angel's roar, carrying divine pressure, resounded throughout the battlefield. This time, it was no longer a casual strike, but a world-destroying method fully revealed at the level of a "god".

Tens of thousands of "saintly phantoms" suddenly appeared within the divine kingdom behind him. These phantoms held light blades, wore holy armor, and chanted obscure hymns in unison, each syllable transforming into golden runes that merged into the void.

Billions of runes intertwined and coiled outside the divine kingdom, first forming a "holy light torrent" hundreds of feet wide. Countless holy flames surged within the torrent, each flame containing a sacred law that purifies all things. Wherever it passed, even the air was scorched and sizzled.

In the very center of the torrent, a long spear slowly materialized.

First, silver threads of light extracted from the core laws of the divine kingdom were coiled into a spear, then the sharp spearhead was forged with the power of the saints' faith, and the spear shaft was engraved with divine runes such as "Judgment," "Decree," and "Suppression"...

The moment the spear was fully formed, a terrifying sense of oppression enveloped the entire arena as if the sky were collapsing.

Beings below the demigod level immediately knelt on the ground, their skin burning with a stinging pain, and their energy dissipated rapidly like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun. Even demigods felt a tightness in their chests, as if an invisible giant hammer was smashing into their hearts, making it extremely difficult to breathe.

The light of the entire world seemed to be forcibly drawn away by this spear of judgment. Whether it was the blood-red sunset of the battlefield of calamity or the holy radiance emanating from the divine kingdom, all of it converged at the tip of the spear, making that point of sharpness more dazzling than the sun.

As the spear trembled slightly, the surrounding void began to tear apart inch by inch, and black spatial rifts spread like a spider web!

"Oh no, that angel is getting serious!"

Exclamations arose from the Chinese camp. General Zong Ze gripped the sword at his waist, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Faced with this potentially fatal blow, Ximen Chuixue remained calm. He slowly raised his hand, his sword pointing into the void with an extremely slow movement, yet it carried a rhythm that resonated with heaven and earth.

There was no earth-shattering sword momentum, no dazzling sword light, only a sword aura emerging from Ximen Chuixue's hand. As soon as this sword aura appeared, the battlefield within a hundred miles of Ximen Chuixue fell silent instantly!
Everything in the world seemed to have been paused: not by the stagnation of energy, but by the freezing of rules.

The roars of the catastrophic creatures were stuck in their throats, their mouths agape in vain, turning into silent struggles; the chanting of the holy angels came to an abrupt halt, the sacred melody dissipating into the void like a thread cut by scissors; even the roar of the divine kingdom in operation and the explosions of energy collisions stopped!
Like a painting stripped of its colors, leaving only a monotonous, lifeless outline. Everyone present, whether a Saint Realm expert or an ordinary refugee, felt a suffocating sensation that seemed to originate from their very souls, as if even their own breath and heartbeat had become the only "noise" in this absolute silence.

Immediately afterward, the transparent sword energy moved. It was completely devoid of any fumes, seemingly drifting towards the spear of judgment simply following the wind's trajectory, yet it unleashed earth-shattering power the instant it made contact.

The divine runes on the Spear of Judgment flickered wildly as if they had encountered their nemesis, and fine cracks began to appear on the spear shaft... The four-winged angel's expression changed drastically. He tried to control the Spear of Judgment to change direction, but found that his connection with the spear had been severed by the sword energy.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword energy pierced through the spear, shot straight toward him, and then sliced ​​across his body.

There was no blood splattering, no broken bones, but it brought consequences more terrifying than death. The feathers at the tips of his wings began to dissipate at a visible speed, not destroyed, but "severed" from the rules.

The "flight" rule contained within the wings of light was stripped away by the sword rules, and he immediately felt his body sink, as if he were about to fall; the "holy" attribute was severed and the holy light on his body dimmed rapidly; the "speed" enhancement was broken, and his movements instantly slowed down, as if he were filled with lead!

In the end, his entire body shattered into pieces, just like glass.

Even the protective shield surrounding the divine kingdom, which was closely connected to the angels, gradually shattered, and the phantoms of saints inside vanished, crashing into the Western camp's positions, causing a panic.

"This sword strike will slay a god!"

All the strange phenomena suddenly subsided and merged into Ximen Chuixue's body.

The sharp, almost ethereal sword aura surrounding him was gone, replaced by a deeper, more terrifying pressure that began to permeate the heavens and earth.

Ximen Chuixue slowly opened his eyes. The coldness in his eyes was gone, replaced by a clear, sword-like clarity.

However, wherever one looked, everyone in the Western camp was frozen in place, not even daring to breathe.

Even Kevin, who was the "bishop," looked as pale as a sheet.

His angelic legion and divine kingdom's fighting power, which he had always been proud of, appeared so vulnerable in front of a true "God of Swordsmanship." The faith and divine authority that he regarded as bargaining chips seemed like a joke in the face of this absolute will of swordsmanship.

Within the Chinese camp, cheers erupted.

"Haha, great!"

General Zong Ze gazed at the white-clad figure in the void, his eyes filled with shock and satisfaction: "My Mysterious Inn has nurtured a Sword God... and our human race has gained another guardian deity!"

"With this sword god here, the Western camp's general divine threats will probably have no place to stand."

Zhang Juzheng smiled and looked at Yue Fei beside him.

Once a martial arts deity is reached, they are always the most powerful in one-on-one combat...

"Yes, I never expected that the righteous man Ximen would rise from the ashes and successfully step into the realm of gods... It's truly a cause for celebration!" Yue Fei nodded, his gaze fixed intently on Ximen Chuixue.

“Previously, we all thought that he had encountered danger and that his more than ten years of cultivation had been ruined in an instant…”

"Only His Majesty the Xia Emperor remained calm and unmoved, even forbidding us from offering any assistance... It seems that His Majesty the Xia Emperor already knew that the righteous man Ximen was not practicing the 'Ruthless Sword Way'!"

Then, he looked at a person beside him who was completely shrouded in golden armor, making it impossible to see their face.

Excellent, Emperor Xia!
The person being referred to is, of course, Xia Tian, ​​the ruler of Qianxia.

At this moment, he also entered the mysterious inn.

In fact, how could Xia Tian not be here when it comes to choosing a "head manager"?
Furthermore, it is highly probable that the "spirit" of this mysterious inn has "revived" at this moment because of him, and
As for why, it can be seen that Ximen Chuixue does not follow the "ruthless sword path".

This is because although Ximen Chuixue abandoned his wife and children in pursuit of "the way of the sword"... he also kept his promise at the Mysterious Inn, taking care of Zhan Zhao and Hong Fu Nu, who had been taken away by Xia Tian, ​​and looking after Zong Ze!
Such a trustworthy person could not possibly be heartless and ungrateful.

That's why Xia Tian allowed Ximen Wuhen to "risk" displaying his swordsmanship on the battlefield...

More importantly, Xia Tian also wanted to use Ximen Chuixue's hand to test the true nature of these "angels".

After all, these Westerners, even the so-called "angels," are nothing more than "tools"!
However, as the city lord of the "City of Saints" who has some connection with this "mysterious inn", he was able to see through the "background" of these angels at a glance!
【Four-Winged Angel (Jade White)】

[Type] War Weapons

【characteristic】

[Divine Law Resonance] Enables a deep resonance of laws with the core of one's divine kingdom and all lower-ranking angels and saints within its range, forming a "Divine Network." Attacks are amplified by a portion of the network's power, making them incredibly powerful; damage received is also distributed and transformed by the network, making one an army in themselves, and an army in themselves.

[Absolute Order Barrier] Surrounded by an invisible barrier formed by the pure laws of "order," it has an absolute negation and repulsion effect on all "chaos," "evil," and "heresy" forces, and can greatly weaken or even annihilate their power.

[Faith Chain Manipulation] This ability connects to the consciousness of devout believers through an invisible "Faith Chain," instantly infusing them with combat experience and divine skills, guiding them to unleash power far exceeding their own, and creating perfect synergy. Simultaneously, the believer's unwavering faith will also be channeled into a source of power and restorative energy for the angels!
The [Great Judgment Declaration] can invoke the origin of the divine kingdom to construct a temporary "judgment domain," forcibly replacing the rules within the area with pure divine laws. It declares the target "guilty" by decreeing the law, invoking the entire divine kingdom's suppressive force and the penal entities derived from the void to conduct a comprehensive and synchronous judgment. Its power is immense, but the spell requires guidance and cannot be interrupted.

[Explanation] The "weapons of war" forged by the Temple with the power of pure faith combined with the core laws of the divine kingdom are the embodiment of divine laws, representing the will of absolute order and divine judgment, and are the core power of the Temple in conquering all realms.

[Note] These were war weapons forged by the gods in the past, and were later imitated by humans after they mastered their manufacturing methods.

These so-called high and mighty "angels" are essentially still human beings. They originally just borrowed the "body" of angels, or rather, transformed themselves into "biological weapons"!
It must be said that these angels have very powerful "characteristics" and can all be considered "masterpieces".

However, these people nowadays have an angelic attitude, each of them is high and mighty, and they seem to no longer regard themselves as "mortals", or even as "humans"!
What right does someone who despises the race they come from have to compete for the position of manager of this "mysterious inn"?
Summer's gaze turned somewhat cold.

'Bold mortal, how dare you slay a god!'

It should be noted that the Western camp has a full ten "four-winged angels" to provide support.

At this moment, apart from a portion of the gods who had to deal with the "catastrophe," they all moved closer to Ximen Chuixue, with divine kingdoms floating in the air, locking onto the surrounding sky!
Although Ximen Chuixue has advanced to the "Divine Realm", without having forged a "Divine Kingdom", he may not necessarily have an advantage.

Not to mention, facing so many gods at the same time, there's no chance of winning!

"Hmph! Western barbarians, do you really think that China has no one to rely on?"

Just as these four-winged angels unfolded their divine kingdom, their sacred force fields intertwining and pressing down on Ximen Chuixue like a net from heaven and earth.

Deep within the Chinese camp, four distinct yet equally vast and boundless forces erupted, instantly breaking through the blockade of divine pressure!
In the eastern sky, a colossal azure dragon mechanical sacred beast emerged, riding the clouds and mist.

Its body is not made of flesh and blood, but is ingeniously formed by countless jade-colored mechanical components that shimmer with rune light. It is surrounded by ever-flowing divine lightning and clouds, and its eyes contain boundless divine power.

On the western horizon, an aura of slaughter filled the heavens and earth, and a majestic white tiger mechanical beast descended from the sky.

Its entire body is forged from a special kind of bright silver spirit metal. Its claws and teeth are incomparably sharp, and its body is filled with a chilling aura of Geng metal. Every low growl causes the void to tremble, as if it can tear apart all evil spirits.

In the southern sky, scorching heat descended, burning the eight directions. The Vermilion Bird mechanical sacred beast unfolded its wings, which were composed of countless crimson feather-like rune matrices, as if they were formed from pure Southern Ming Fire. The scorching flames distorted space!

In the northern region, the Xuanwu mechanical sacred beast carries a black armor on its back, with a snake's head and a dragon's tail. Its massive body seems to be carved and polished from a single piece of Xuanming obsidian, with runes naturally generated on it, containing the strongest defensive power and the power of Xuanming true water. Just by hovering there, it seems to fix the earth, water, fire and wind, making the space as solid as a rock!

Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise...

With the addition of Lu Ban and Ou Yezi, Qian Xia made a significant breakthrough in the manufacture of mechanical beasts. These "combat mechanical beasts" have already reached "god-level" combat power...

Furthermore, the souls of those "angels" are different from those of believers of the "Lord of Holy Light".

This "mechanical beast" was a near-primordial level "Four Symbols Battle Spirit" that Ou Yezi, relying on his talent as the "God of Forging," attracted from the "Soul Spring of Soldiers"...

In terms of pure strength, they are just as superior to these angels.

And this is not even the full extent of China's cultural heritage.

Qi Jiguang rises on the waves, with thousands of naval warriors emerging behind him, his military might as vast as the sea; Yue Fei's spear pierces mountains and rivers, his loyalty to the country transforming into a crimson dragon shadow, coiling around the nine heavens; Zhang Juzheng holds the legal code in his hand, his words carrying the imperial law, his pronouncements becoming law!
One by one, the gods of the Chinese camp displayed their might, merging with the sacred beast mechanisms and the power of the sword god to form a mighty torrent that swept across the entire battlefield of calamity!

Those in the Western camp paled instantly. (End of Chapter)