Lord of the Earth

"Hmph, he's just a quasi-god. Without becoming a true god, he can't achieve immortality and will ultimately remain an ant!"

Another incarnation of a true god emanated a low, sticky sound from the shadow of the Gate of Cataclysm, like the overlapping whispers of countless plagues.

Its form was merely a cloud churning with thick yellow-green fog and exuding a putrid, sweet-smelling stench.

Through the mist, a bloated outline could be vaguely seen, with countless blisters forming and rupturing on its surface, oozing foul-smelling pus. Each drop of pus seemed to corrode the void, giving rise to even smaller, more vicious life forms...

It was none other than the true god who held the reins of the "Great Way" of decay and plague—the Plague Lord!
"The struggle of humanity... vibrant lives rot and wither in fear, ultimately becoming sweet nourishment in my garden... How wonderful this process is."

The voice of the Plague Lord's incarnation resounded directly in the souls of all living beings in Qianxia, ​​bringing waves of dizziness and nausea.

"Your gathering of so-called fortune and burning of so-called civilization is nothing more than adding a little appetizer warmth to the final, eternal, decadent feast."

His bloated arm slowly rose, but unlike the previous gods, it did not attack Xia Tian.

Instead, it points to the vast territory of Qianxia below and the countless corpses left behind by the previous great battle.

hum!
The next moment, the dead alien soldiers, and even the broken weapons and armor, began to rot at a visible speed, their flesh turning into black pus and mold growing on their bones.

Immediately, from this rapid decay, swarms of decaying flies buzzed out, blotting out the sky, and plague maggots crawled on the ground, spitting venom!

They converged into a filthy torrent of death, seeping into and polluting the spiritual energy of the mountains, rivers, and veins of the land during the dry summer, causing the land of the human race to lose its vitality from the root, and causing the human race's soldiers and civilians to collapse on their own in plague and despair!

"You coward, how dare you!"

A clear, dragon-like sword cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

A dashing, unrestrained figure, with an otherworldly air and carrying a long sword, seemed to emerge from the dawn, or perhaps materialize from the sword intent of the mortal world, appearing out of thin air in front of Xia Tian!

It was none other than Lü Dongbin, the Pure Yang Immortal, who had just broken the "Emperor's" fortune of the Sakura Kingdom and returned with a great victory!

His expression was calm, but his eyes burned with a fierce sword intent. His gaze swept over the restless avatars of the other true gods in the sky, and finally settled on the avatar of the "Plague Overlord" who was covered in decay and plague.

"Our Emperor Qianxia offered sacrifices to Heaven to gather the fortune of the human race. How dare you evil spirits interfere and obstruct the way?"

Before he finished speaking, he pointed his fingers like a sword and gently gestured towards the void.

"Qiang——!"

The seemingly ordinary sword on his back was suddenly drawn!

Pure Yang energy circulated along the sword's blade.

Humanity's righteousness shines brightly, and a sword intent that transcends the mortal world and roams freely between heaven and earth soars into the sky!

"Slay the Tribulations of the Mortal World!"

The sword light transformed into a long river of pure Yang sword energy, like a ribbon.

It wasn't aimed at the true god who made the move, but rather stretched across the borders of Qianxia, ​​forming a dazzling Great Wall of sword energy!

Within the long river of sword energy, it seems as if countless lights, the myriad aspects of life, and the flames of civilization are rising and falling, utterly yang and righteous, specifically overcoming all yin, evil, decay, and depravity!
The swarming, decaying flies crashed into the river of pure Yang sword energy, melting away like ice and snow with a hissing wail, before turning into black smoke and dissipating!

This sword aura barrier blocked the direct attack path of the "Plague Overlord's" decay-type divine magic and the corrupting legion!

Behind him, in the void, seven other celestial auras, each with its own unique characteristics, faintly appeared – these were the other members of the Eight Immortals!

He Xiangu's lotus blossoms purified the plague; Tieguai Li's medicine gourd and clouds healed wounds; Han Zhongli's banana leaf fan dispelled the poisonous fog; Zhang Guolao's fish drum and Daoist chants stabilized the soul; Lan Caihe's flower basket and exotic fragrance nourished life; Han Xiangzi's jade flute and its sound cleansed the mind; Cao Guojiu's official tablet and its imposing presence deterred evil thoughts...

Although it was not fully manifested, its vast and pure immortal aura merged into one, complementing Lü Dongbin's pure yang sword energy, and together they stabilized this world shrouded in the fortune of the human race!

Even more exciting is that, beneath the illusory figures of the Eight Immortals, within the magical confinement, several disheveled and exhausted figures suddenly appeared!

He is the master of the "Plague Quasi-Emperor Dynasty," whose capital was breached by the Eight Immortals and whose emperor was captured—a "Plague Messenger" in the form of a rat!
At this moment, being displayed like spoils of war greatly dampened the enemy's morale and boosted the morale of the Qianxia army!
"The Eight Immortals! All Eight Immortals have arrived!"

"The Pure Yang Immortal's sword suppresses the evil spirits!"

"Hahaha, let's see how arrogant those alien gods can be now!"

Throughout the dry summer, cheers and shouts erupted like a tsunami!
Their morale soared to the heavens!
The people's spirits, which had been somewhat low due to the successive descents of true gods, were now completely ignited by the appearance of these three top-tier human quasi-true gods, each displaying their unique abilities!
Lu Bu awakens, becoming a top-tier quasi-true god, and fights alone against the Blood Ancestor!
Hou Yi revived, his arrow shot through the soul line, burning the Soul Master!

Yang Jian descended to earth, his divine light piercing the sea, confronting the Sea Emperor!

Lu Dongbin, wielding the might of the Eight Immortals, unleashed a river of sword energy to ward off the plague!

Humanity is not without the power to resist; the profound heritage of China is now on full display!

"Humans have so many backup plans... Is this the backup plan that humans prepared all along? Everyone, are you still just watching the show from the sidelines?"

As the Soul Clan True God condensed chains of divine souls to clash with Yang Jian's divine light, his voice was icy cold as he swept his gaze over the other alien True Gods who had not yet made a move!

"Let's do it..."

Above the heavens, the Titan avatar of the Thunder God, who had crossed the "Gate of Cataclysm," finally made his move.

However, it was not an attack on Xia Tian.

Instead, it hurled a ten-thousand-foot-long divine spear, purely condensed from the rules of destructive thunder, fiercely at the "Seven-Colored True Dragon," the spirit of national destiny, which was fighting against the dark clouds of calamity.

Divine Punishment: The Spear of Judgment!

This is intended to directly destroy the "national destiny" of Qianxia, ​​causing Qianxia to fall from its former glory as an imperial dynasty...

"My grandson is here too!"

A roar seemed to come from ancient times, and it seemed to explode in everyone's heart! This voice was unruly, with a wildness and freedom that broke through all constraints!
"Take a stick from my old grandson!"

A gigantic, illusory staff with golden hoops at both ends and black iron in the middle, entwined with boundless fighting spirit and laws, emerged from somewhere in the void and, with a simple yet domineering strike, smashed into the "Spear of Judgment"!
"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound resounded throughout the universe. The Thunder Spear, powerful enough to kill gods and destroy nations, was smashed by this blow, its light shattering into countless lightning bolts that eventually vanished without a trace!

It is the "Sea-Stabilizing Needle" left behind by Yu the Great in ancient times... no, it should be called the "Ruyi Jingu Bang"!
"This is?"

In everyone's eyes, they saw a figure step out of the void!
He was dressed in golden chainmail, wore a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, and wore lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes. A scarlet cloak behind him fluttered in the turbulent energy currents!

Although its physical form was not tall, and even slightly thinner than an average person, the terrifying aura emanating from it, which seemed to defy heaven and earth and look down upon gods and Buddhas, made the entire battlefield suffocate!
Wherever those fiery golden eyes swept, the void seemed to burn, and the fluctuations of the laws of the gods' incarnations were clearly visible in their eyes!
"Holy crap! Senior Brother?!"

Marshal Tianpeng, who was fighting fiercely at Liangshan Marsh, suddenly widened his eyes, swung his rake, and smashed a group of enemies to pieces.

He then revealed a look of ecstatic joy.

"The eldest brother's golden cudgel! Haha, the eldest brother is here too! This is going to be a good show!" In the Flowing Sand River, General Curtain-Roller, who was fighting alongside Gan Ning, also had an uncontrollable excitement on his face, and he swung his demon-slaying staff with even more force and weight.

In everyone's hearts, it was as if they heard that familiar, stirring battle song resounding deep within their souls. That pillar-like figure was the true "standing tall and firm"!
"What? Another human deity who has condensed a top-tier Dao Fruit? How is that possible? How can the Dao Fruits of humans be so complex and powerful..."

You should know that under normal circumstances...

The "Dao Fruit" condensed by a true god is generally relatively pure, simply because the pure Dao is more likely to reach immortality.

However, the aura of the being who called himself "Old Sun" was chaotic and disordered, seemingly a fusion of various extreme laws such as combat, transformation, delusion-breaking, and indomitable, yet it was a perfect whole, domineering and unparalleled!

"What is the origin of this?!"

The Thunder Titan's true god avatar's eyes flashed with electricity, as if it had seen something, and for the first time, its expression showed obvious solemnity and surprise.

This was because the stick in the opponent's hand was made of a material that reached the level of a top-tier true god weapon, and what was even more terrifying was the "Ruyi" law contained within it and its unparalleled weight.

Even without the blessing of the "True God Dao Fruit", his divine weapon and seemingly indestructible body alone are enough to withstand the true god's incarnation!

"You impudent monkey, how dare you obstruct my divine punishment!"

Thunder Titan roared, conjuring an even larger thunder hammer in his hand. Endless destructive thunderclouds gathered behind him, and the world was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

"Hehe, you old geezer with the Thunder God's face, your opponent is me, Old Sun!" Sun Wukong grinned, revealing sharp canines, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "I heard you wield thunder? What a coincidence! I, Old Sun, was also tempered in Laozi's furnace back in the day by the Samadhi True Fire and the Eight Trigrams Divine Thunder! Come, let me see if your heavenly thunder is more powerful, or if my Golden Cudgel is harder!"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong's figure blurred, and his Heaven and Earth Transformation Divine Power was activated instantly!
His body expanded rapidly, becoming towering and upright in the blink of an eye, comparable to the Thunder Titan incarnation. The golden cudgel in his hand also became like a pillar supporting the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds!
"big big big!"

The golden cudgel grew even larger in the wind, carrying the supreme power to shatter stars and destroy the heavenly palace. It no longer had any fancy moves, only the purest power and speed, and smashed down on the Thunder Titan!

"Arrogant!" Thunder Titan roared, its ten-thousand-foot thunder hammer striking upwards, endless purple divine lightning swirling around it, as if it wanted to blast this ignorant monkey and his weapon into dust with a single blow.

"clang--!!!"

Clashing clubs!

An indescribable roar erupted!

That was no longer just a sound, but a clash of rules, a battle between two extreme laws of violence!

Centered on the point of collision, a destructive wave mixed with golden battle intent and purple lightning instantly spread out, completely clearing the clouds within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and the space appeared with fine black cracks like glass!
If it weren't for the illusory image of the Nine Cauldrons and the fortune of the human race surrounding the earth below, the aftershocks of this attack alone would have been enough to cause a cataclysmic disaster!
Thunder Titan felt an unimaginable force emanating from the warhammer, so powerful that his arm went numb, and the condensed lightning laws seemed on the verge of collapsing! He was horrified; this monkey's power was simply utterly unreasonable!

"Good! That's powerful!" Sun Wukong laughed excitedly, his fiery eyes shining brightly. "Take another three hundred blows from my staff!"

He pressed his advantage relentlessly, moving with lightning speed as he relentlessly attacked Thunder Titan. His golden cudgel transformed into countless golden shadows, each strike as heavy as a mountain and faster than lightning, pushing the limits of speed, ruthlessness, and precision. Thunder Titan roared repeatedly, forced to swing its thunder hammer to parry with all its might, and was temporarily suppressed!

This earth-shattering battle scene stirred the hearts and ignited the passion of all the spectators!

This is the Monkey King!
We fight against heaven and earth, fearless of gods and Buddhas!
While Sun Wukong was stopping the Thunder Titan, another battlefield was also opening up!

"The spirit of human destiny must taste quite good..."

The true god incarnation in the form of the "Primordial Demon Dragon" uttered a greedy low growl, its enormous dragon eyes fixed on the "Seven-Colored True Dragon".

For a true god, devouring this spirit that embodies the fortune of a race would be a great tonic!

Demonic dragon, divine dragon.

These two races split because of their different ideologies, but they are essentially both dragons. Devouring this "Seven-Colored True Dragon" can even further condense and enhance its Dao Fruit!
hold head high!
The Primordial Demon Dragon transformed, opening its enormous maw as if it could devour the sun and moon. A terrifying suction force, accompanied by the laws of devouring and darkness, enveloped the Seven-Colored True Dragon, attempting to swallow it whole!
The seven-colored dragon roared angrily, its fortune surging as it fought back with all its might. However, it was clearly outmatched by this incarnation of a true god, which was born specifically to devour, and the light on its body began to dim slightly.

However, at that very moment, the void trembled, and yet another human figure joined the battlefield!

"Universe Ring, shake!"

"Ultra-fast Binding Ribbon, lock it!"

A clear, resounding child's voice, filled with undeniable authority, echoed through the sky!

Suddenly, the sky lit up with fire, and a figure, moving at lightning speed, came tearing through the sky on wheels of fire!

He was a handsome young man with a face as white as powder and lips as red as rouge, but his brows were filled with a fierce aura. He was wrapped in a Hun Tian Ling (a type of sash) and had a Qian Kun Huan (another type of sash) on his arm. He held a Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand, and flames were spitting out. Behind him, the phantom image of a demon-subduing warrior with three heads and eight arms was faintly visible!

It is none other than the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, Nezha!
Its gaze was like lightning, instantly locking onto the "Primordial Demon Dragon Incarnation" in the sky that was drooling over the seven-colored true dragon and exuding a pure dragon might of devouring and destruction!
"Where did this bloated worm come from! How dare it covet the fortune of my human race!"

Nezha roared, his eyes flashing with the sharp light he had used to wreak havoc in the sea and slay the dragon.

"It seems your dragon race has forgotten the lesson of that mudfish in the East Sea!"

Upon hearing this, the ancient demonic dragon's enormous eyes instantly turned crimson, and its dragon might surged to the heavens.

"You callous brat? How dare you mention the dragon race? I am an ancient demonic dragon, far superior to those 'pseudo-dragons' who have sided with humans! Today I will devour you, and then consume the dragon of destiny!"

It is important to know that the divine dragon and the demonic dragon had a drastic disagreement due to their relationship with the human race.

Now, this human "quasi-true god brat" actually puts himself on par with those "false dragons" who hid in the water after their defeat, which naturally displeases him...

"Shameless talk!"

Nezha's fighting spirit surged, and the flames of his Wind Fire Wheels roared, propelling him to his maximum speed. He transformed into a streak of crimson-gold light and charged straight at the demon dragon.

"I'll teach you a lesson, you scaly, horned beast! Take this!"

The fire-tipped spear in his hand carried the Samadhi True Fire and the divine power to destroy evil spirits. He thrust the spear straight at the most stubborn reverse scale on the dragon's forehead!

This shot was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and it also contained a fighting spirit and rule that naturally restrained the dragon race, as if it reproduced the chilling pain of tearing tendons and skinning flesh back then!
The demonic dragon was shocked and enraged, not expecting this minor human god to be so fast and to launch such a cunning and ruthless attack. It quickly turned its head and spewed out a mouthful of ancient demonic flames that could corrode everything to defend itself.

boom!
The real fire collided with the demonic flames, exploding into a sky full of flowing fire.

Nezha moved with incredible agility, his Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) emerging like a serpent from its hole. It wasn't an attack, but rather it instantly stretched for thousands of miles, wrapping around the massive body of the demonic dragon and restricting its movements.

The Universe Ring flew out of his hand, growing larger with the wind, transforming into a golden ring. It carried the power to shake the universe and break through protective divine light, and slammed hard into the back of the Primordial Demon Dragon's incarnation!

"Roar! You ant-like thing!"

The demonic dragon roared, its giant tail swept across, and its sharp claws tore, as it fought against Nezha.

One is a primordial, prehistoric, devouring dragon; the other is a demon-slaying vanguard who was born to slay dragons and was destined by heaven.

The two clashed fiercely, their dragon roars and spear cries shaking the heavens and earth. Flames and dark magic intertwined and collapsed, creating an incredibly intense scene.

Although Nezha was far smaller than the demonic dragon, he possessed great supernatural powers and sharp magical weapons. His fighting style was particularly agile and swift, targeting the dragon's weaknesses. He even forced the demonic dragon's avatar to roar repeatedly, unable to gain the upper hand, let alone devour the seven-colored true dragon! (End of Chapter)