Lord of the Earth

"What?! So many gods are hidden within the Chinese camp!"

Exclamations arose from the Western camp, and many powerful figures had expressions of disbelief and horror on their faces.

They clearly saw that not only did several beings from the Huaxia side emerge with auras as deep as the sea, but these people were also surrounded by laws and Daoist charm, and above their heads, there were phantom images of divine kingdoms floating in the sky. They were clearly true gods who had already built their own divine kingdoms!
"How is this possible? The Mysterious Inn is located deep in the Land of Calamity, where resources are scarce, the aura of calamity has severely polluted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there is a lack of suitable materials. Even we find it extremely difficult to condense a divine kingdom... How did they manage to do it?"

A Western demigod murmured in disbelief, his face filled with incomprehension.

This is because the magnificent divine kingdom above the heads of the people of the East, covered with black runes and faintly showing the phantom of the Great Wall, is Zhang Juzheng's "Divine Kingdom of Politics and Dao".

Within the divine realm, countless illusory texts floated and ebbed, golden characters moved like dragons and snakes, and the boundless human destiny surged like the Yellow River, emitting a deafening roar.

Beside it, the divine kingdom, exuding an aura of iron and blood, with a giant "Yue" character engraved on its military flag, is Yue Fei's "Martial Mu Divine Kingdom." Within the divine kingdom, countless phantoms of the Beiwei Army, clad in black armor and radiating a murderous aura, appear and disappear, their battle roars seemingly transcending time and space!

The profound strength suddenly displayed by the Chinese camp put immense pressure on many veteran demigods in the West, causing them to gasp for breath. As for the lower-level Templar Knights and Priests, they trembled in fear, barely able to maintain their composure under the pressure of multiple divine powers, retreating with pale faces.

"Could it be... that these people are all powerful reinforcements they've brought in from outside?"

"Impossible! Before seizing the position of Grand Manager, the Mysterious Inn had extremely limited restrictions on cross-realm summoning... Even with external aid, the price paid by the Chinese camp to be able to summon so many powerful deities who had condensed divine kingdoms at once was far too astonishing..."

Even among the neutral camp, many powerful individuals couldn't help but turn pale as they looked at the several majestic divine kingdoms standing above the Eastern camp.

In the gap of terrifying pressure generated by the confrontation between the two gods.

A clear, resolute young voice, like ice cutting through jade, rang out distinctly—

"ten!"

The heavily wounded Ximen Wuhen suddenly swung his long sword like lightning, accurately severing the head of a calamity-stricken being intimidated by the pressure of numerous gods and whose movements had suddenly slowed down!
"puff……"

The sound of the head rolling to the ground wasn't loud, but it felt like an invisible hammer blow, striking the minds of everyone watching the bet.

All eyes were drawn to this young swordsman, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

After that one sword strike, he was almost completely exhausted, kneeling on the ground, his eyes gleaming with longing...

Previously, the Eastern and Western factions agreed that whoever could be the first to independently kill ten Calamity Saints would win "Cheng Ying," one of the "Ten Divine Swords of China."

"This young man has such a strong desire to win!"

"Even though he was severely injured and exhausted, he still fought desperately to kill the enemy. Is this the mindset of the young people of China...?"

Many people gasped.

Ximen Wuhen has now completed the "Ten Kills".

All eyes instantly focused on the ancient sword in Bishop Kevin's hand, which shone with inner radiance!
"..."

The latter, holding the Cheng Ying sword, had his facial muscles twitching slightly, as he was about to use the previous assistance from the Chinese as a reason.

But after sweeping over Ximen Chuixue, he broke out in a sweat and couldn't even speak. He could only subconsciously look up at the sky above the Western camp.

There is another magnificent "giant" divine kingdom, where holy light is almost tangible, yet no deity has ever personally ventured out!
Just then, from the depths of that most magnificent Holy Light Divine Kingdom, a majestic voice, seemingly containing the laws of heaven and earth, finally resounded, directly suppressing all the noise:

“A bet's a bet... Kevin, hand over the stuff.”

The voice carried an unquestionable, absolute will, like a divine oracle from the clouds.

Bishop Kevin's body trembled violently, his face flashing with humiliation and resentment, but in the end he gritted his teeth and reluctantly raised his hand, pushing the ancient-looking Cheng Ying sword, whose blade seemed to absorb light, toward the Chinese camp.

【Cheng Ying Sword (Jade White)】

【Type】Ancient Divine Weapon (Rare Item)

【characteristic】

【Shadowless】: The sword exists between reality and illusion, the light is distorted, its presence is elusive, the sword strikes without a shadow, and it destroys the enemy without a trace.

【Severing Thoughts and Cutting Soul】: Sword energy can directly injure the primordial spirit and sever thoughts. It has a special and miraculous effect on creatures with spiritual or divine soul properties.

【Sacred Artifact of Benevolence】: Once crafted by a Confucian sage, it contains a trace of the sacred power of benevolence, capable of warding off evil spirits and protecting the mind.

【Sword Heart Clarity】: The swordsman can more easily enter the state of Sword Heart Clarity, perceive the true meaning of the sword, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of the sword and can even help fight against opponents of higher levels!

The young Ximen Wuhen reached out and took the longsword.

The sword felt slightly heavy in his hand, icy cold, yet it seemed to resonate strangely with the sword intent within him, emitting a barely audible murmur.

For the vast majority of people in the world, this divine weapon, which ranks among the ten most famous swords in China, is of immeasurable value and is enough to cause a bloodbath.

However, for Ximen Wuhen, the most valuable thing about this sword was not its power, but the special meaning it carried.

It witnessed itself proving its swordsmanship to its father and other powerful figures, and it also witnessed itself killing ten powerful figures of the same realm in front of this familiar yet completely unfamiliar father, shocking everyone!

Having already ascended to the position of "Sword God," Ximen Chuixue watched his son take over Chengying's figure. Although his eyes remained as cold as snow, a subtle and complex warmth flashed quickly in the depths of his eyes.

For him, this sword may not be able to make up for the lack of fatherly love in the past, but it can become a powerful help on his son's path to growth. This result is better than he expected.

But at that moment, something even more unexpected happened.

Ximen Chuixue moved slightly, appearing in front of the Chinese camp in the next instant. He didn't walk towards his son, but instead bowed slightly to the young man in black casual clothes, exuding an air of elegance. His tone was calm, yet carried a clear respect: "Ximen Chuixue greets Your Excellency. Thank you for your kindness..."

These words caused another uproar.

"What? Lord? Isn't Ximen Chuixue always a loner and unruly? He's a newly crowned Sword God, with a status comparable to the ruler of a dynasty, yet he bows to someone else?"

"I seem to have heard that Ximen Sword God was once a guest elder in a newly emerging human territory. Could that person be...?"

All eyes immediately focused on Xia Tian, ​​filled with curiosity and shock.

Above the sky, even the largest Holy Light Kingdom rippled slightly, as if the beings within it were also affected by the words. An indescribable thought swept over Xia Tian, ​​carrying a hint of scrutiny!

When Xia Tian greeted Ximen Chuixue, he simply smiled and nodded slightly, everything understood without saying a word.

This tacit understanding further confirmed everyone's guesses and made Xia Tian's identity seem even more unfathomable.

"Gentlemen, I suggest that we put aside our infighting for now and focus on eliminating the danger posed by these catastrophic beings. We are now deep in the heart of the catastrophic outbreak... If we continue to fight amongst ourselves, we may only be doing the work for the catastrophic beings!"

At that moment, a voice rang out from within that vast divine kingdom.

In fact, everyone with discerning eyes knows that the pointless infighting within the human race will only allow the lurking, catastrophic creatures to reap the benefits.

The auras of numerous gods from both the East and the West were released without reservation, like the most conspicuous bait thrown into a dark tide, strongly stimulating and attracting an even more terrifying existence deep within the aura of catastrophe!

Above the sky, the thick, inky aura of calamity churned violently, like a boiling ocean, with even more powerful auras rapidly condensing and evolving! This is the most terrifying aspect of calamity.

It can evolve in a targeted manner according to the strength of its opponent, and can even give birth to terrifying beings with a higher cultivation level than existing beings!
Fortunately, the creatures caught in the catastrophe also have natural disadvantages.

Firstly, their essence is a derivative of the rules of calamity, not a true being recognized by the Eternal Land. They have extremely low innate "luck" and lack true spirituality and growth potential. Without "exchanging life" to seize the foundation of others, their growth ceiling has been locked.

Secondly, the cultivation levels of the beings in the cataclysmic event were almost all below demigod level, with very few beings at the god level.

The reason is that after reaching the level of a god, one already possesses a pass to the "Eternal Land," and even if the world is shattered, there is a high chance of being preserved, and there is no possibility of turning into "catastrophe creatures"!
However, this does not mean that these catastrophic beings are not in danger.

In fact, among all the worlds, less than one in ten beings are qualified to enter the Eternal Land, while the number of beings destroyed is in the trillions!
At this moment, sensing the convergence of so many "delicious" divine auras below, this calamity nest completely boiled over!

Countless powerful auras, like a swarm of sharks attracted by the scent of blood, swarmed in from all directions.

Their sheer number was so overwhelming that even with multiple gods guarding the human side, it was still awe-inspiring. Faced with this immense external threat, both sides had no choice but to temporarily set aside their disputes and focus on dealing with the surging tide of calamity.

"Gentlemen, our Holy Temple is determined to obtain this position of 'Grand Steward'!"

Having lost face, Kevin forced himself to calm down and shouted loudly in an attempt to boost morale.

"The five hundred thousand extraordinary 'holy warriors' bestowed by the true god are not only enough to sweep away these calamities and evils, but will also help my temple gain the greatest merit in this battle!"

Behind the Temple's camp, holy light once again soared into the sky. Squads of well-equipped and imposing paladins, battle priests, and ascetics stood in neat formation, bathed in pure and surging holy power. Their military might was magnificent, shining brightly in the region, and they truly looked like an invincible army.

Qianxia's side, however, showed no weakness, displaying a formidable foundation that was in no way inferior.

"Roar!"

"Ow—!"

The dragon's roar shakes the heavens, the tiger's howl shakes the mountains and forests, the phoenix's cry is clear and melodious, and the tortoise's roar is deep and resonant!
The colossal bodies of the Four Symbols Mechanical Beasts once again blocked the front of the formation.

The Azure Dragon wields the divine thunder of the Wood element, the White Tiger's sharp metal aura tears through the void, the Vermilion Bird unleashes the Southern Bright Fire, and the Black Tortoise commands the True Water of the Dark Abyss. Runes shimmer around them, radiating a pressure comparable to that of gods, echoing the divine kingdom of the Chinese gods.

Countless soldiers of the Qianxia Divine Machine Battalion, clad in heavy black armor and wielding runic crossbows or giant battle blades, marched out like a black steel jungle, their murderous aura soaring to the sky! Their disciplined formation, superior equipment, and fierce momentum even surpassed the Holy Light Army of the Temple, possessing an added touch of iron-blooded ferocity forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

The two sides' top combat forces and legion strength were evenly matched, leaving other smaller factions far behind. This battle for merit had ultimately evolved into a direct clash between two giants from the East and West!
It must be said that although the Temple's "Angel" Legion and the Holy Warriors under its blessing are slightly inferior to the top sword cultivators and martial arts gods of China in terms of individual peak combat power, they have shown extremely terrifying strength in large-scale coordinated combat and in fighting against negative energy, especially in purifying the evil of calamity, thanks to their unique "divine network" and "absolute order barrier" characteristics.

So much so that on the battlefield, they were able to fight to a standstill against the Qianxia Divine Machine Battalion, one of the strongest human units, and the legendary Beiwei Army!
Rumble!
The human alliance launched a counterattack, with its massive army pressing in, advancing step by step into the deepest part of the Cataclysmic Nest.

As they ventured deeper, the group increasingly sensed that this so-called "nest" possessed an unusually mysterious structure, resembling more of an organ or energy channel within a gigantic organism! The writhing flesh walls, pulsating energy veins, and the ever-increasing, almost tangible, aura of destruction all instilled unease in them.

Finally, at the very heart of the lair, the allied forces witnessed a bizarre sight—

A crystal, roughly the size of a fist, perfectly round, and exhibiting a chaotic, glassy luster, is suspended at the intersection of countless catastrophic energy veins, slowly rotating.

It exudes an indescribable, boundless energy, as well as a primal, chaotic fluctuation of laws, as if it were the source of all calamities.

【Cataclysmic Core (Liuli)】

[Type] Cataclysmic Treasure

[Explanation] This object is not a naturally formed wonder of nature, but rather it was born in the "Chaotic Aperture" of the legendary "Cataclysmic Beast".

This acupoint is a special part of the behemoth's body that can stabilize the "Cataclysmic Power" and the "World Fragments". Countless world remnants, souls of living beings, and fragments of laws devoured by the Cataclysmic Beast are repeatedly tempered and compressed by the Cataclysmic Power within the acupoint, eventually condensing into this core crystal.

It is both a "container" for storing numerous souls and a "signal source" for the behemoth to control external catastrophic creatures, essentially the "core hub" of the catastrophic faction. Once destroyed or controlled, the catastrophic creatures within a million miles will fall into chaos.

It could even be used by those who control the "core".

[Note] The Cataclysmic Core was specially cultivated, containing a trace of the "Creation" primordial rules from the Glazed Glass, which can be used to strengthen the "Supreme Embryo"! (End of Chapter)