Lord of the Earth

However, a hint of doubt did arise in his mind.

Raguel, Raphael...

These names correspond to certain beings in his memory of Western mythology on Earth. Is there some unknown connection between them?
Is it simply a coincidence of names, or is there a deeper cause and effect behind it?
However, this is clearly not something that needs to be discussed now.

"Rong'er, these birdmen are yours... Try to capture them alive and bring them back to Qianxia. They will be handed over to the 'Heavenly Craftsmanship' and 'Heavenly Physician' Halls for research to understand the true nature and weaknesses of these birdmen's power."

"Fellow Daoist Lü, I urge you to take action and deal with these supreme deities. Also, guard that gate and kill any who try to escape... Since you dare to come to the 'ruins' of my China... today, you will all stay here!"

Xia Tian did not personally take action, but simply gave the order in a calm yet sharp voice.

"Yes!"

Huang Rong's silvery voice carried a sharp edge, and her figure gracefully rose into the air, like a fairy under the moon. As the successor of Chang'e in the "Guanghan Palace", she had almost half a home field in this "Heavenly Ruins"!
At this moment, the girl in white gently raised her delicate hand.

Above their heads, a silver moon suddenly appeared, and an extremely yin and cold yin energy surged out like a tide, freezing the space wherever it passed.

The magical lights of "Holy Judgment" and "Purifying Light" emitted by those angels were as if they were sinking into an invisible quagmire. Their speed decreased sharply, their light dimmed, and they were eventually frozen and annihilated in mid-air by the power of the moon!

Then, she flicked her jade fingers repeatedly, and beams of moonlight, condensed to the extreme, shot out like sharp arrows, accurately piercing the brows of those two-winged and four-winged angels, freezing and shattering their souls along with their wings, turning them into ice sculptures that fell to the ground!

"A supreme deity who has already touched upon the 'power of the Dao Fruit'..."

This scene brought a slight change of emotion to the faces of the two "Ten-Winged Archangels" once again...

Although Huang Rong herself has not yet condensed a complete "prototype of Dao Fruit", she has received "sermons" from more than twenty human true gods in these days, and her gains are enormous!
At this point, these ordinary gods, and even top-tier gods, could naturally be easily suppressed...

"Take her down first!"

Seeing the situation was dire, the remaining nine eight-winged angels attempted to abandon Wu Song's entanglement and join forces to form an array. The blazing holy light erupted like a volcano, condensing into a giant cross-shaped light sword, which slashed fiercely towards Huang Rong! Combining the power of nine supreme deities, this attack had already faintly touched the threshold of a quasi-true god!
"Your opponent is this humble Taoist priest."

A calm voice rang out.

Lu Dongbin's Taoist robe fluttered, and he casually waved his whisk.

Swish-!
The thousands of silver threads on the whisk instantly transformed into countless pure yang sword energies, soaring into the sky! The sword energies were not chaotic, but intertwined into a vast and boundless ocean of sword energy, extremely powerful and yang, shining like the sun in the sky, illuminating all directions!
The cross-shaped light sword unleashed by the nine eight-winged angels melted away like ice and snow the moment it touched this pure yang sword sea. It didn't even cause a ripple before being cut, decomposed, and dissipated into the purest light points by countless fine and sharp sword energies!
"what?!"

"not good!"

The nine angels were horrified, feeling as if they were a small boat in a raging sea, completely overwhelmed and locked by the boundless pure yang sword intent!
Lü Dongbin's eyes were calm, and he gently slashed downwards with his fingers like a sword.

"Disperse."

Follow your words!
The boundless pure yang sword energy suddenly converged, transforming into nine extremely refined golden sword threads, each only the thickness of a finger. Ignoring space and defense, they instantly pierced through the cores of the nine eight-winged angels!
Puff puff……!
Nine powerful supreme deities froze simultaneously, their divine light dimming instantly. The wings of light on their backs shattered inch by inch, countless cracks appeared on their sacred armor, and the cores of their divine kingdoms were instantly pierced and shredded by the pure Yang sword energy. Then, they fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

One sword!
With just a seemingly casual sword strike, nine eight-winged angels at the pinnacle of divine power lost their ability to fight.

Even more alarming was that the remaining force of Lü Dongbin's whisk sword energy did not diminish. As if it possessed a spirit, it transformed into a golden sword net that covered the sky and the sun, lightly yet tightly enveloping the "Western Heaven Gate"!
Chi Chi Chi -!
Any angel who attempts to approach or pass through the Heavenly Gate, regardless of rank, will be instantly disintegrated by the omnipresent and incomparably sharp pure yang sword energy once it touches the sword net, without even having time to scream!

Our escape route is completely blocked!
"what!"

"Another quasi-god?"

'This person's cultivation is among the best even in the realm of quasi-true gods... The only solution now is... to capture the king!'

Under such circumstances, the Holy Light faction naturally suffered a series of defeats... and it was clear that the tide had turned against them!
Raguel roared, then turned his attention to Xia Tian, ​​the "Human Emperor"!

After all, the core of the Qi Luck Force lies with Xia Tian. No matter how capable Wu Song and Lü Dongbin are, once they capture Xia Tian, ​​it will be enough to make them hesitant to act and distort the unfavorable situation!

"Divine Judgment - Light of the End!"

Ten wings of light vibrated wildly, and endless holy light gathered from the void, from the legion below, and even from the Western Heavenly Gate, which was controlled by the Lord of Holy Light, in a distant time and space. In his hand, it condensed into a giant sword that was thousands of feet long and seemed to be woven from pure light and the laws of judgment!
The greatsword burned with pale holy flames that purified everything, and was wrapped with countless chains of laws representing "sin". Wherever the sword pointed, space collapsed layer by layer, revealing the pitch-black void behind it!

This sword strike carries the will to destroy the heavens and the earth and end everything.

It was as if even the river of time would be severed by its sword, which slashed fiercely down towards Xia Tian's head. Before the sword even arrived, the terrifying pressure of the sword had already caused the earth below to begin to crack, and countless peach tree branches began to sway violently, their spiritual light rapidly dimming!
This was Raguel's furious, all-out attack, enough to easily annihilate stars and destroy the life force of a vast world!

Faced with this terrifying blow that seemed capable of splitting the heavens and earth and bringing about the end, Xia Tian simply raised his right hand slowly.

His movements seemed slow, yet they seemed to transcend the constraints of time. On the tips of his five fingers, a wisp of fine, silky five-colored lightning began to leap and flicker.

The lightning was initially weak, but it quickly coalesced, its color becoming a deep, almost purplish-black, as if containing the origin and end of thunder, carrying an aura of destruction and creation that made the very essence of all things tremble.

Without any earth-shattering fanfare or complex and profound incantations, Xia Tian simply gazed calmly at the holy giant sword that seemed capable of judging the fate of all living beings.

Then, with a casual and effortless gesture, he pointed at it!
laugh--!
A bolt of lightning, as thin as a hair, yet condensed to the extreme, its color a deep, almost purplish-black, seemed to contain the terrifying source of all the rules of thunder in the world.

It shoots out silently from the fingertips of summer.

The trajectory it traced did not tear space apart, but rather returned it directly to a state of primordial "nothingness," as if even the concept of "existence" itself was temporarily erased!
The next moment, a scene that would be unforgettable for all the angels, and even for all the Qianxia guards below who witnessed it, unfolded—

The mighty "Divine Judgment: Light of the End," a greatsword that seemed capable of slaying even a true god and embodied the full power of Raguel and a portion of the legion's strength, did not even experience a fraction of a stalemate when it came into contact with this tiny purple lightning bolt.

Just as the most exquisite sand sculpture was struck by a tsunami, or as a fleeting illusion met real sunlight.

Starting from the tip of the sword, the solid holy light giant sword silently crumbled and annihilated inch by inch. Not even a trace of the aftershock of the explosion or a drop of energy dissipation was stirred up, as if the world-destroying giant sword had never existed in this world!
Even after the wisp of purplish-black lightning "erased" the Holy Light Greatsword, its momentum did not diminish. As if it possessed a spirit, it instantly crossed space and appeared in front of Raguel, whose pupils shrank and whose face was filled with disbelief!
"No!! This is impossible..." Raguel only had time to let out a horrified scream, frantically urging all the holy light to set up layers of defensive barriers in front of him, even burning the source power of this clone, completely depleting the power of "holy light"!
However, everything is in vain.

puff!
A very faint sound, almost inaudible.

The purplish-black lightning bolts, like a hot knife through butter, easily pierced through all the seemingly indestructible barriers of holy light, and then gently touched Raguel's brow.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Raguel's massive body stiffened abruptly, his arrogant, angry, and horrified expression freezing completely. Then, fine purple lightning, like a spiderweb, began to spread from the point between his brows and instantly throughout his entire body!
"what--!"

A bloodcurdling scream, seemingly originating from the very depths of the soul, resounded through the heavens.

Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, Raguel, this extremely powerful ten-winged archangel avatar, along with his magnificent silver armor and the holy weapon in his hand, appeared.

Just like weathered rock, it crumbled from head to toe, inch by inch, turning into countless golden specks of light that shimmered with tiny electric sparks.

In the end, it was completely annihilated in the void, leaving not even a speck of dust. The archangel's avatar, at the level of a quasi-god, was actually killed by Xia Tian with a single finger!

quiet!
Deathly silence!

Whether it was the Holy Light Legion or the Qianxia garrison.

Everyone was so shocked by this scene that it was beyond comprehension that they lost their ability to think. Only Xia Tian slowly withdrew her finger, as if she had only done something insignificant.

It's important to understand that although those guarding these two areas are merely "quasi-god incarnations," they are practically no different from true gods...

Because angels are essentially a kind of "weapon of war," and their "bodies" are forged through countless trials, making them no less powerful than "quasi-gods" of the same level!

But he was crushed to death by a single finger of this emperor of the Qianxia dynasty!
"This is... the power of the 'Dao Fruit'! You have actually completely condensed the rudimentary form of the Dao Fruit and truly stepped into the 'quasi-true god' level?!"

The remaining "ten-winged angel," named Raphael, had his pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints, and for the first time, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He clearly sensed that the purple lightning contained a thunderous power that was on the same level as his own, and even vaguely superior to the Holy Light Law he controlled. This power was more essential, more terrifying, and represented the authority of heaven and earth and the ultimate judgment.

To be precise, it is the manifestation of the power of stepping into the "Path of Thunder"!

"How is this possible! In such a short time, you... you have already completely entered this field?!"

Raphael gasped in disbelief, his voice filled with a sense of absurdity.

Back at the Mysterious Inn, the two sides did not actually clash head-on. When his clone tried to forcibly descend and interfere, Xia Tian was able to drive it away by relying on the rules and authority of the Mysterious Inn itself.

Back then, even with the blessing of national fortune, the intensity of Xia Tian's aura was only comparable to that of a "top deity"!

And now, how much time has passed?

The purple-gold Dao Fruit floating above his head, emanating an aura that made his very soul tremble, clearly indicated one thing.

Summer had already reached the same "quasi-god" level as him, and had done so entirely through his own power...

Strictly speaking, as one of the "Seven Archangels" under the "Lord of Holy Light," he does indeed possess the level of a "quasi-god," capable of manipulating the "rules" of heaven and earth for his own use.

But this is not actually the power of these "ten-winged angels" themselves, but rather comes more from the true god's authority of the supreme "Lord of Holy Light"!

At present, the Lord of Holy Light is still unable to enter the "Eternal Land", and as his "divine" angel, he is naturally unable to fully exert his power!

This is one of the reasons why the gap between the two sides is so large...

It was only at this moment that they realized that Xia Tian and Wu Song had reached the level of "quasi-true god" by relying on their own strength, which was "proving the way by force"!
My mindset has undoubtedly "changed".

"Now it is your turn."

In particular, when Xia Tian turned his head and looked at him, his voice was still calm, but it was like a thunderclap from the heavens, which exploded in Raphael's heart, making this "quasi-god" show obvious fear!

"People of the ancestral land, do you really dare to blaspheme the true god...? The Lord of Holy Light will surely punish you. The wrath of divine punishment is enough to destroy any divine kingdom?"

"So much nonsense!"

Anyone could see that this so-called "quasi-god" was all bark and no bite.

"Go, we must go! We must report this news to our lord!"

But leaving is easier said than done.

"Where to go?"

However, how could Qianxia's side possibly let him escape so easily?

Even if this "quasi-god" level "combat weapon" is merely an avatar, it would be a rare object if it could be suppressed and used for "analysis"...

Previously, in order to test his current "peak strength", Xia Tian chose to go all out and instantly killed "Raguer" in one blow!
Now, this remaining "ten-winged angel" cannot be "wasted" any longer!
'Master Wu, Fellow Daoist Lü... captured alive!' (End of Chapter)