Lord of the Earth

"traitor!"

An uproar and angry shouts erupted from the crowd!

The fact that a traitor had appeared within the Huaxia camp, and that this traitor was connected to the power of "Tianmen," was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the hearts of all the soldiers who were fighting bloody battles!

It should be noted that this "First Celestial Court of the Human Race" is the most precious legacy left by the gods of the Huaxia camp in the past, but now it has been let in wolves because of internal worms.
This rage, originating from the essence of "divinity," even resonated with the rules of heaven and earth. In the void, lightning sprang up like dragons and snakes dancing wildly, flames ignited out of thin air, and howling winds whipped up torrential rain—all sorts of strange phenomena appeared...

"The anger of ants is meaningless... it's nothing more than the lament of a defeated dog."

Raphael looked down at the Chinese crowd below, their emotions running high due to the news of the traitor, his cold tone carrying a hint of mockery.

In his eyes, no matter how angry the other party was, it was all in vain in the face of an absolute difference in strength.

"A worm shakes a tree, and you don't overestimate your own capabilities!"

He seemed quite satisfied with the effect of his words.

Without another word, Raphael slowly raised the giant hand formed from pure holy light.

Between his palms, endless holy light gathered and compressed wildly, even distorting and deforming the void, eventually transforming into a "Judgment Spear" that exuded an aura that made the souls of all the gods present tremble. The purification and destruction power contained within it was enough to instantly destroy a middle-thousand world!
"Since you are unwilling to submit, then accept the final purification... The Holy Light will eventually cleanse all heresy!"

The ten eight-winged angels under his command, each exuding an aura of supreme divinity, stepped forward simultaneously. The ten powerful pressures combined to form a tangible barrier of holy light.

Like a giant glass dome, it aims to completely solidify and seal off this world, rewriting the laws of heaven and earth and repelling spiritual energy.

In the eyes of everyone in Qianxia, ​​there was only pure and domineering light!

Further back, there was a massive battle formation of hymns composed of thousands of four-winged angels and tens of thousands of two-winged angels. Holy light connected to form a blazing, ever-churning ocean, and the powerful energy fluctuations caused ripples to constantly spread across the void.

It seemed that in the next instant, this ocean of light would unleash a raging torrent, completely purifying and devouring the entire Yaochi Ruins along with all the resisters within!
"How brave!"

Just then, a sharp rebuke rang out.

Wu Song's figure transformed into a black lightning bolt and streaked out, with the "prototype of the Dao Fruit" floating above his head, and a wave of netherworld evil energy sweeping across.

"town!"

Then, accompanied by a single sentence, an ancient and heavy "Seal of the Lord of Mount Tai" appeared, resonating with the laws of heaven and earth around it, and a vast and heavy power spread out, as if the will of the ancient divine mountain had descended.

"boom--"

A massive, illusory "Mount Tai" shrouded in dense death energy appeared behind him, and an invisible suppressive force spread like a tide, instantly freezing the space within a thousand miles.

The ten eight-winged angels who were forming an array to coordinate with Raphael's attack suddenly felt the holy light around them dim and their movements sluggish, as if an entire mountain was pressing down on their souls!
"Lock!"

At the same time, in the void, countless "Nine Nether Chains" engraved with Netherworld runes meandered out like living things. Dark red karmic fire burned silently on the chains, emitting a terrifying aura that scorched the soul and burned away sins. The Nine Nether Chains instantly split into hundreds of illusory chain shadows, ignoring spatial distance, and directly wrapped around those angels whose movements were restricted.

"not good!"

"What kind of flame is this? How can it burn our divine bodies?"

The karmic fire scorched their souls, and these angels immediately let out painful groans, their wings turned dark red, their breath became disordered, and they were filled with horror!

You see, angels consider themselves "pure," their bodies formed of holy light impervious to harm, yet they sensed an extremely "dangerous" aura beneath this "flame"...

The "karmic fire" of the Nine Nether Chains uses the "karma" of living beings as fuel. These seemingly "holy" angels are as "flammable" as "oil drums"!
This undoubtedly illustrates the problem.

An eight-winged angel, enduring discomfort, burned with holy light in an attempt to sever the chains. Wu Song's gaze turned cold, and the Lord's Seal slightly sank in his direction.

"Buzz!"

A solid, black jade-like peak of Mount Tai appeared out of thin air above the angel's head, and with a roar, it descended, carrying the authority to rule the underworld and suppress everything.

The angel's holy sword, armor, and divine body were like paper before that pure law of "suppression." They couldn't even let out a scream before being instantly crushed into nothingness, their souls and spirits annihilated!

With every move, one was dead and nine were injured; the situation was completely suppressed!

"Be bold!"

Raphael's expression changed high in the sky.

With a furious roar, the "Judgment Spear" in his hand, imbued with boundless holy light, tore through the sky and thrust straight at Wu Song with the wrath of a quasi-god!

Wu Song remained expressionless. His right hand, wielding the Nine Nether Chains, surged upwards like a dragon from the underworld, wreathed in raging karmic fire, directly confronting the "Spear of Judgment." His left hand, holding the Seal of the Lord of the Underworld, shone brightly, causing the illusory image of Mount Tai behind him to remain unmoved, like an ancient rock, completely blocking the destructive energy contained in the spear tip.

Boom!

Holy light and death energy clashed violently, an energy storm swept in all directions, and karmic fire spread and burned along with the holy light. The two forces were locked in a stalemate in the air, and the void within a hundred thousand miles was in turmoil!
Wu Song, with his two most precious treasures, managed to steadily withstand Raphael's furious blow despite being a newcomer!
"A quasi-god of China..."

High in the sky, Raphael's expression was grim.

The Qianxia camp actually has a true god, and it seems to be a "complete" true god, not an "incarnation" like myself!
"It's Master Wu!"

Wu Song's arrival was like a pillar of support for Qian Xia and his men, and their previously suppressed state suddenly "revived"!
As if injecting a powerful stimulant into the entire "Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Grand Formation," the starlight became more dazzling than ever before, and a towering phantom of a "Star God General" condensed above the formation.

This time, however, the appearance and form of this divine general were no longer those of the previous "Po Jun" divine general. Instead, it clearly transformed into the appearance of Wu Song, wearing the Netherworld Armor, wielding a long sword condensed with baleful energy, and surrounded by the star power of "Seven Kills" and the death law of the Lord of Mount Tai!

This celestial general in the form of Wu Song stands in starlight opposite the enormous figure of a thousand "Holy Light Camp" deities, whose holy light shines brightly and is like an embodiment of light.

On one side is ultimate light, life, redemption, and purification, like the first ray of light at the beginning of creation. On the other side is ultimate darkness, death, end, and judgment, like the final destination of all things returning to stillness.

Light and darkness, life and death, two completely opposite and mutually restraining ultimate laws clashed fiercely above Yaochi, turning the entire sky into a bizarre scene of half light and half darkness, with rules in chaos and energy running rampant!

"How is this possible? The power of these battle formations combining 'Chinese gods' is actually superior to my angel legion?"

A storm raged in the heart of the quasi-god "Raphael".

He sensed that his "Holy Light Divine Realm," which he had created using his quasi-true god cultivation and the power of his legion, was being impacted by the opponent's power, which was filled with the aura of death and annihilation.

With each swing of the longsword wielded by that "quasi-true god of the human race," formed from malevolent energy, it seemed capable of severing the source of holy light, causing a large number of angels to feel their divine power stagnate and their souls to be chilled to the bone.

"No... I can't suppress him alone... Raphael! Are you still just watching? This man wields the power of death, and is naturally our nemesis! I need your help!"

Raphael finally couldn't resist and called out towards the Western Heavenly Gate, which was bathed in holy light.

Behind the Heavenly Gate, there was a powerful aura lurking, guarding the gate to prevent a surprise attack that would cut off their escape route or cause other unforeseen events.

At this moment, realizing that the first "quasi-god" ten-winged angel was at a disadvantage, that aura could no longer sit idly by.

"Om-!"

The Western Heavenly Gate trembled violently once more, and holy light, even gentler yet equally vast and boundless than when Raphael descended, surged forth.

As the light rain fell, it carried a rich life force and healing power, even allowing some injured angels to recover quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a ten-winged angel, whose back also had ten wings of light spread out, but whose aura was gentler and whose face was more compassionate, slowly stepped out of the heavenly gate!

"Om-!"

Another vast pillar of holy light burst forth from the Heavenly Gate. Within the light, another ten-winged angel with ten wings on his back and an even stronger aura slowly stepped out. His holy light was softer, yet it carried a latent, extremely blazing fire of revenge!

"In the name of the Lord, protection and healing are with you."

The newly appeared ten-winged angel's gaze swept across the battlefield, finally settling on Wu Song and the Netherworld Dharma Image.

"Raphael, you're too impatient."

The newly appeared ten-winged archangel has a peaceful voice.

"When facing an opponent who holds the power of death, your power of 'judgment' will be naturally suppressed."

Two archangels of "quasi-god" level appeared simultaneously.

The combined divine power carried a kind of "resonance" power, as if two real suns had descended, and wherever their light shone, all things withered and knelt in worship!
Even though Qianxia's side was greatly boosted by Wu Song's outburst, they were still feeling extremely intense pressure.

However, just when the two archangels thought victory was assured.

"It seems we have quite a few guests. I, Qianxia, ​​should do my best to be a good host."

A calm voice, seemingly imbued with the rhythm of heaven and earth and carrying the supreme majesty of an emperor, came from the depths of Yaochi Palace. Immediately afterward, three figures appeared silently at the forefront of the battlefield: Xia Tian, ​​Xiao Yaochi, and Huang Rong!
"It's His Majesty! His Majesty has emerged from seclusion!"

"And Princess Yaochi!"

The crowd in Qianxia's camp immediately became excited, and the aura of the entire army instantly increased tenfold!
As the ruler of Qianxia, ​​Xia Tian has always been the backbone of the entire Qianxia kingdom and the spiritual pillar for everyone.

The appearance of Xiao Yaochi was even more significant. She gently touched the damaged peach orchard with her slender finger while muttering incantations.

Instantly, those "nine-thousand-year-old peaches" that were still hanging on the branches and contained abundant life essence seemed to be summoned by an invisible force. They fell off on their own and turned into streaks of seven-colored light, which accurately flew into the mouths of Lin Chong, Lu Zhishen, Zhang Shun and other soldiers of the Qianxia side who had suffered severe loss of divine power or were even injured in the fierce battle!
The peaches melted in the mouth, and the abundant yet gentle life essence instantly surged to their limbs and bones, not only healing their injuries instantly but also restoring their divine power at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their previously somewhat weak aura instantly returned to its peak, even surpassing its former glory!
"Hmm? This woman... can actually so easily activate and control the power of the human race's 'innate spiritual root'?!"

This scene, witnessed by the two "quasi-gods" ten-winged archangels, caused their eyes to flash with disbelief, filled with shock, greed, and... a hint of barely perceptible fear!

The newly appeared ten-winged archangel stepped forward, looking at Xia Tian with a sharp, sword-like gaze.

"I am Raguel, one of the seven archangels under the Lord of Holy Light—the one who wields the power of 'vengeance'!"

"Human King, the aura emanating from you feels familiar to me... Indeed, I was not mistaken... Last time at the 'Mysterious Inn,' you managed to escape by chance. Today, if you know what's good for you, surrender and offer this ancient palace and these precious spiritual roots to the supreme Lord of Holy Light... Perhaps, the Lord will forgive your past offenses in consideration of your contribution. If you resist stubbornly..."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and dark red flames of vengeance rose around him, the surging power transforming into an incomparably blazing "flame longsword"!
Although Wu Song displayed amazing fighting prowess, as an archangel, he remained very confident.

The body of an angel is a "divine creation" forged through countless trials by the holy light of the true god. Whether it is the upper limit of energy carrying capacity, the speed of recovery, or the resistance to various types of damage, it is far superior to the ordinary human divine body!
In fact, in their view, those who have merged into these angelic bodies are not "alien beings," but "superior human ascendants" who have abandoned their fragile mortal forms and embraced a more perfect and divine form.

This is one of the reasons why they were recognized by "Heavenly Gate" and allowed to enter these core human ruins.

Of course, being able to enter does not mean that one can do whatever one wants. The repulsion and suppression of the ruins themselves still exist. If the restrictions in this "Jade Pool Palace" had not been lifted by the Jade Pool, even a quasi-true god might not be able to move freely!
"Escaped by sheer luck?"

Xia Tian's lips curled into an extremely cold smile, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world. Facing the terrifying pressure that was like two bright skies crushing down at the same time, his expression was frighteningly calm, as if the aura that was enough to shatter the soul of even the most supreme god was just a gentle breeze to him.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the nascent Dao Fruit, which had just taken shape, with a purple-gold base, surrounded by thunder patterns, and flowing with the five elements, seemingly carrying a chaotic world, rotated slightly. A majestic Dao aura, capable of ruling heaven and earth, wielding thunder, and balancing the five elements, naturally emanated from it.

In the void, faint images of gods chanting and immortals paying homage appeared behind Xia Tian. It was the glorious Daoist aura of the human race's immortal court resonating with his Dao fruit!
This Daoist aura, formless and intangible, was like the most indestructible dam, or a stabilizing force, silently resisting and disintegrating the terrifying momentum of the opponent, which combined the power of two quasi-true gods and the entire legion...

Even... it slowly pushes back with a more magnificent and essential force!

"It seems that your blind faith in that so-called 'holy light' has failed to open your eyes and allow you to see the true reality..."

Summer's voice was sharp, sending a chill down the spines of many in the "Holy Light Faction." (End of Chapter)