Lord of the Earth

"What?! That's impossible!"

"A newly ascended human True God has actually mastered Dao Fruit-level power, enough to even contend with top-tier True Gods?"

The alien gods who were descending were equally shocked.

To be honest, even though "Destroyer of Souls" was besieged by the human race and was forced to undergo Nirvana, these true gods could only watch coldly from the sidelines.

Because a newly ascended True God whose origin is damaged and whose Dao Fruit is weak is simply not taken seriously by some veteran True Gods.

However, the fact that a top-tier true god renowned throughout the myriad realms was intercepted by Qian Xia and even suffered a loss is absolutely earth-shattering.

This also made some true gods completely uneasy.

"Gentlemen, let's not sit idly by and watch. Let's each take action. Once these quasi-true gods of the human race fully adapt to the power of their own Dao Fruits, they will truly become much more difficult to deal with..."

The true god of the Primordial Crocodile Clan spoke.

Behind him, atop the "Ancient Divine Mountain," lie atop a divine-level ancient beast.

The Devouring Python coiled around the mountainside, its scales flowing with void laws powerful enough to devour stars; the Earth-Splitting Roc crouched atop the peak, its aura spreading out, causing the earth to split open into a deep abyss spanning thousands of miles; the Star-Devouring Roc spread its wings, blotting out the sky, its shadow making even the sunlight dim and yellow!
Each of these ferocious beasts has destroyed more than one human dynasty.

And the true god of the ancient crocodile clan was slowly descending from the mountain peak—

With each step he took, the land of Qianxia trembled, and with each tremor, the walls of dozens or even hundreds of cities collapsed, as if the entire continent was prostrate beneath his feet...

“Yes… this sea area belonging to the human race should be the territory of my sea race!”

In the west of Qianxia, ​​on the boundless sea, a true god of the sea race responded. His body was covered with seven-colored scales, and the tides of the four seas flowed endlessly on each scale, as if the laws of the vast ocean of the heavens were engraved on his body!
A "Sea King Dao Fruit" hung high above his head, with endless oceans surging within it.

Every drop of seawater is a fragment of the laws inherited by the sea race, representing an ultimate water magic technique. Billions of years of heritage, the lifelong understanding of countless generations of sea race gods, and the civilization accumulation of the entire quasi-supreme race are all condensed within it!
Rumble!
Along the coastline of Qianxia, ​​the rock walls stretching for thousands of miles simultaneously cracked, with pebbles falling into the sea in a flurry.

The land affected by the Daoist energy rapidly weathered away, turning into sand and sinking to the bottom of the water, as if the years had been accelerated by ten thousand years.

"Hmph, this human immortal dynasty should be compensation for my Golden Crow clan's rebuilding of its glory. When did it become your sea clan's turn to occupy it?"

A blazing sun suddenly appeared in the sky.

No, that wasn't the scorching sun.

That was the true form of a Golden Crow Clan god.

Its wingspan resembles clouds hanging from the sky, and each feather is a materialized form of true solar fire, so pure as to be almost transparent, with only a faint golden halo emanating from its edges.

When it appears, there are two suns in the southern sky during the dry summer.

This Golden Crow True God merely stretched his true form across the sky, with the "Great Sun Golden Crow Dao Fruit" above his head resembling a tangible blazing sun, its Daoist aura radiating for billions of miles.

Enveloping the entire southern region, the land and sky, spanning billions of miles, instantly heated up to scorching temperatures!
The vegetation burned on its own, the rivers dried up completely in a very short time, and even the walls guarded by the human Great Wall twisted and deformed. They were not ignited by fire, but melted into flowing glass by the pure, solidified high-temperature field, slowly flowing down the contours of the walls, like a giant anvil thrown into a furnace.

"The Golden Crow Clan? A quasi-supreme race that was wiped out by the human race in the past... They've come to seek revenge on the human race!"

Even the many alien gods were almost speechless upon witnessing this scene.

"Hmph, the Golden Crow Clan? They're nothing but worthless dogs... This Qianxia is the Daoist temple of my Blood Clan's ancestor, and it should be under the control of my Blood Clan!"

In the eastern region of Qianxia, ​​a vast sea of ​​blood stretched for hundreds of millions of miles.

The sea of ​​blood did not "descend" from the void, but rather seeped directly from beneath the land of the eastern border of Qianxia. In just a few breaths, the land of several counties in the eastern border was completely submerged, turning into a scarlet ocean. Wherever the blood flowed, the grass and trees withered, and the essence of living beings was drawn out by an invisible force and flowed into the ever-expanding sea of ​​blood.

Twelve figures stood atop the sea of ​​blood.

The Six Paths are both real and illusory, and each one exudes the pressure of a true god!
Furthermore, an extremely ancient-looking "coffin" was protected within it, its sealing patterns peeling away layer by layer, releasing a Daoist aura like a tsunami—

"This is... the progenitor of the vampires?"

Within a vast expanse, the blood in the bodies of all living beings trembled simultaneously, as if called upon by some higher being, wanting to break free from the shackles of their blood vessels and rush toward that coffin!
"The vampires have come in full force; are they determined to win?"

Some of the aliens opened their eyes wide, cold sweat beading on their faces.

The vampires are a top-tier race. Their progenitor was a "top-tier true god." Although he did not reach the level of "quasi-supreme," he was still extremely powerful. He also had twelve true gods under his command, collectively known as the "Thirteen Holy Ancestors"!
Although, in terms of absolute power, they are still inferior to "quasi-supreme" beings like the "Sea Clan" and the "Golden Crow Clan"...

However, for humans, the significance of the vampire race is quite unique.

"They're vampires!"

The humans who had descended from another world showed indignation on their faces.

Simply because they are different from the other races.

These vampires have a certain "blood" relationship with humans... Legend has it that the twelve true gods of the vampire race were all transformed from humans...

"A traitor to the human race... Perfect timing! This Lord of the Palace still needs to cultivate the Dao Fruit of Slaughter, and I'm short of a few True Gods as resources—"

Within the military affairs office of Qianxia.

A cold voice rang out, and Bai Qi slowly walked out of the military affairs office.

His appearance caused almost no unusual phenomena in the heavens and earth—on the contrary, wherever he went, all unusual phenomena were extinguished.

The crimson Dao aura radiating from the vampire clan to Qianxia was abruptly severed by an invisible boundary the moment he stepped out of the Military Affairs Bureau. The bloody stench permeating the air was completely overwhelmed by an even more ancient and pure killing intent!
The "God of Slaughter Dao Fruit" floated above Bai Qi's head.

Its entire body was dark red, like a drop of congealed blood, within which surged countless afterimages of battlefields—the cities of alien races and humans that he had destroyed during the thousand years he had been in the Eternal Land…

Every city and every battle has condensed into a pattern of weapons, densely covering the surface of the Dao Fruit.

The moment the "Million Man Slayer" was unsheathed, the sea of ​​blood stretching for hundreds of millions of miles in the Eastern Territory suddenly froze... Those towering waves formed from the essence and blood of all living beings were abruptly stopped in mid-air, as if time itself had been frozen!
"Twelve True Gods... just enough for me to condense twelve True God-level Dao Weapon patterns from this Dao Fruit."

Bai Qi raised his eyes to look at the twelve figures deep in the sea of ​​blood, his crimson pupils filled with only an extreme, pure "slaughter".

Meanwhile, on the southern horizon.

The tenth prince of the Golden Crow soared high, his wingspan blotting out the sky and the sun. Each feather was a materialized flame of the sun, transforming billions of miles of heaven and earth into a fiery domain.

"The Golden Crow will destroy the world!"

"Help me!"

Cities melted away in swathes, rivers dried up completely, the earth turned to scorched earth, and trillions of human people and foreign subjects who had submitted to Qianxia were instantly vaporized in the high temperature, without even having time to utter a cry of agony. Only twisted outlines of remains remained on the scorched earth...

It seemed that the entire southern border was about to turn into a dead zone.

hum!
A tall figure suddenly stepped out from the sky.

The wind blew his animal-hide hunting robe, revealing a section of bronze-colored arm with muscles as clearly defined as cast iron, and in his hand he held a longbow that was entirely black.

Nine faint golden marks are visible on the bow, old wounds left after shooting down nine suns, and also a testament to its achievements!

"Golden Crow?!"

Hou Yi raised his eyes and looked at the golden crow that covered half the sky.

There was no roar, no grief or indignation!
"Old buddy, looks like your mission is here again."

He simply raised the Sunset Bow in his hand slowly.

The moment the bowstring was nocked the arrow, all the burning flames in the billions of miles of fire domain in the southern region simultaneously bowed down—as if the entire world was slightly bowing at that moment!

The "Sun-Shooting Dao Fruit" above his head resembled an arrow, radiating a Daoist aura of "certainly hitting the target".

The arrow is sure to hit its target; no matter if the opponent escapes into the void, travels through time and space, or transforms into a wisp of Daoist energy, they cannot escape the lock of that Dao fruit.

"It was you? You shot and killed nine of my brothers! Today you will pay with your life!"

The cry of the golden crow shook heaven and earth.

Boom!

In the west, on the boundless sea.

The true god of the sea race raised the "Sea King's Halberd" in his hand, its three blades radiating divine light in three colors: blue, cyan, and white...

The instant Neptune's Trident was raised, on the horizon tens of thousands of miles west of Qianxia, ​​the seawater silently parted to reveal a bottomless trench—

Immediately afterwards, the entire ocean began to surge and boil, its vast expanse churning and engulfing the human race's territory. Cities along the coast were swallowed by the giant waves, fertile fields were turned into swamps, and billions of lives struggled and sank in the water.

The merfolk villages and clam-inhabited shallows along the coast that were attached to Qianxia were also uprooted by the waves and buried at the bottom of the sea. The surging sea seemed to have the potential to swallow up the entire western frontier of Qianxia!

"How dare you! My human territory is not yours to command!"

A majestic voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. Yu the Great, with the "Nine Provinces Cauldron" hanging high above his head, stepped out of the sky. The patterns of the nine provinces and their rivers and mountains on the cauldron lit up one by one—Ji, Yan, Qing, Xu, Yang, Jing, Yu, Liang, and Yong.

It evolved into a phantom of the entire "Nine Provinces Continent", which was the "Tao Fruit" condensed from the lifelong achievements of Yu the Great in dredging rivers and dividing the land into nine provinces!
The phantom of the Nine Provinces stretches across the western horizon like an insurmountable chasm, where even the highest tsunamis and the fiercest waves cannot engulf the entire continent.

The seawater was forcibly blocked in the void, churning and piling up, but it could never cross the boundary defined by the Nine Provinces Cauldron by even an inch.

"This cauldron... is it possibly the embryo of a supreme artifact?"

The gaze of the Sea God finally shifted from the land of Qianxia to Yu the Great, revealing a solemn expression for the first time.

The person in front of me has a different understanding of "water" and a different control over "the sea". These are two completely different paths that are clashing with each other at the level of laws!

More importantly, the "cauldron" above the opponent's head exudes a special power, suggesting it might be the embryo of a supreme artifact.
"The human race still has so many powerful individuals, enough to contend with top-tier true gods... But that's all there is to it. This 'Eternal First Immortal Dynasty' should be given to my Star God Clan."

The sky over the northern border of Ganxia is "darkening".

It wasn't the darkness of night, but rather the very fabric of the sky itself being peeled away layer by layer. Stars appeared in broad daylight, growing larger, closer, and brighter. It wasn't starlight; it was the approach of the Star Gods.

Each "star" is a deity of the Star God Clan, and they fall towards Qianxia, ​​trailing tails of light that are hundreds of millions of feet long!
The leading Star God was surrounded by a total of 365 star-orbiting halos—these were "star rings" formed after it devoured countless stars, each ring containing the power of the birth and death of numerous stars.

As all 365 rings rotated simultaneously, the mere radiance of the Dao caused the spatial structure of the vast northern sky to distort, and the earth began to undulate like kneaded dough. Mountains rose and fell, rivers changed course and dried up, and the entire world shattered…

However, just as countless stars were about to fall and destroy the northern border of Qianxia—

"It's time to make the move—"

Inside the Star Palace of the Qianxia Government Office.

Zhuge Liang gently waved his feather fan, and on a "chessboard" placed in front of him, one hundred and eight chess pieces transformed into stars that soared into the sky, embedding themselves into the void according to the orbital path of the stars in the heavens.

Between the points of light, brilliant star lines intertwined, instantly weaving a vast star net covering tens of thousands of miles of the northern border—thirty-six Heavenly Generals and seventy-two Earthly Fiends, with one hundred and eight array eyes tightly fitted together, encompassing all the rules of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles in the north, the spatial laws that had been disrupted by the Star God's Daoist aura have been restored to their proper order.

The distorted mountains returned to their original positions, the diverted rivers flowed again, and the torn sky slowly closed...

"Hmm, this is... the Heavenly Dipper and Earthly Fiends Grand Formation... the 'Star Formation' of the human race's Ziwei Emperor from back then?"

The Star God True God suddenly lowered his head and realized that all 365 star orbit halos around him had been locked by those 108 points of light.

Those halos were still spinning, but on each of their rotations, a starlight point laid out by Zhuge Liang appeared.

It's like driving 108 stakes into a rushing river; the water flow hasn't stopped, but its direction has been completely changed.

"Star God True God... your opponent should be me."

A figure in a green robe stepped out into the air.

Zhuge Liang gently waved his feather fan, his face remaining calm and composed, while the "Sleeping Dragon Dao Fruit" above his head slowly rotated—

In his pupils, countless numbers, directions, and trajectories were rapidly flowing, as if the laws governing the entire world were being disassembled, reassembled, and deduced in his eyes.

"You...you're also a condensed 'Star Dao Fruit'?"

For the first time, the voice of the Star God True God fluctuated.

The array composed of 108 points of light was like a precise lock, locking away its stellar Dao rhythm layer by layer. It was the first time since it had roamed the myriad worlds that someone had been able to suppress its stellar Dao at the level of laws with "stellar power"!

Zhuge Liang gently raised the feather fan in his hand.

"What I cultivate is never just the stars... but the grand scheme of things."

"The grand trend of the world? With humanity as the stars, and hundreds of millions of people as the common constructs of the 'Dao Fruit'..."

The Star God True God looked down at the figure in green robes, his eyes filled with both surprise and greed.

"If... I can devour your Dao Fruit, then I will have a chance to become a 'quasi-supreme'..."

Zhuge Liang gently waved his feather fan, his face still calm and composed, only the corner of his mouth moved almost imperceptibly.

"Likewise."

Bai Qi and Zhuge Liang—the heads of the military and political affairs departments of Qianxia and two major legion commanders—simultaneously intercepted a powerful enemy at the level of a top-tier true god.

In addition to the Spider Queen who was originally intercepted by Wang Yangming, and the true god of the sea tribe who was intercepted by Yu the Great.

Qianxia could be said to have revealed all of his highest-level combat power at once, which made the gods secretly alarmed—even though they had tried their best to think highly of Qianxia, ​​there was still something lacking.

However, the battlefield did not end there.

Above the southern void where Hou Yi confronts the ten princes of the Golden Crow, a new true god is descending.

"Hidden within the ancient cypress's nest lies the true self, draped in a cassock, concealing the celestial being within. In bygone years, the golden sun dispelled malevolent energy, a scroll of the Heart Sutra guides travelers. Neither seated on a lotus throne nor worshipping Buddha, the essence of Taoism and the heart of Zen are inseparable..."

It was a monk with an extremely "kind" face, as if eternal compassion was contained in his eyes and brows.

But as he approached, everyone realized that beneath that "kindness" surged a monstrous aura of violence, as if millions of years of killing karma had been compressed behind a mask of compassion.

"Human race, the resentment of my Golden Crow clan's billions of members will likely require further investigation."

Above his head, a "Crow Nest Dao Fruit" floated out.

Within the enormous nest atop that withered cypress, illusory golden crows, bathed in Buddhist light, chanted scriptures—

Each golden crow is a spirit of malevolent energy that has been converted, imprisoned in its nest chanting scriptures day and night, unable to find liberation or annihilation.

This Dao Fruit has an extremely strange shape.

Half of the world is bathed in the light of Buddha and showered with flowers, while the other half is engulfed in flames and ravaged by ferocious birds. Buddha and demon, purity and filth, compassion and slaughter coexist in one world, intermingling, devouring, and depending on each other.

"Amitabha... Zen Master, why go to such lengths?"

The Buddhist chant ended.

Within the southern border, even the Sun True Fire of the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow dimmed for a moment.

But the next moment, a figure in white stood in mid-air.

"Master Wuchao, it's been a long time."

"Back on our journey to the West, the Zen Master showed us kindness by gifting us scriptures... Now, why does he want to turn against us with weapons? This would be contrary to his original intentions."

Xuanzang stood in the void, his body radiating a light of Buddha that was not intense but solid, like a piece of warm, smooth white jade.

Above its head, a "Golden Cicada Dao Fruit" gently fluttered its wings—the cicada's chirping resounded through the sky, not loud, but penetrating the "coexistence of Buddha and demon" structure in Zen Master Wuchao's Daoist aura.

It landed precisely on the phantoms of golden crows trapped in their nests, chanting sutras day and night.

Wherever the cicadas sang, the malevolent aura was stripped away, and for the first time, confusion, bewilderment, and... a hint of relief appeared in the eyes of those golden crow phantoms, their killing intent greatly diminished.

"Jin Chanzi—you even want to deliver me from the karmic fire that has imprisoned me for ten thousand years?"

Zen Master Wuchao suddenly lifted his eyelids.

"Amitabha."

Xuanzang put his hands together in prayer.

"The Zen master can imprison it for a time, but not forever. That malevolent energy is itself a manifestation of the suffering of all beings. The Zen master suppresses it with Buddhist light but does not liberate it; he merely creates another layer of suffering."

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Zen Master Wuchao was so angry that he laughed instead, and the violent energy surging within Wuchao Daoguo suddenly surged.

"Then come and try to cross over—let's see if your 'world-saving' Dao fruit, Golden Cicada, can withstand my millennia of killing karma!"

"Buzz—"

A flying knife came slashing from the side.

The flying knife was extremely fine, thin, and fast—faster than Xuanzang's cicada chirp, faster than the flames of the golden crow, and faster than all the Daoist rhythms that were tearing apart in the void!
The blade was as white as moonlight, arriving silently as it sliced ​​through the air; only the extremely thin black crack left by the blade as it cut through the sky proved its existence.

Everything has its weaknesses.

The Daoist essence of this blade is specifically designed to sever that "sliver of hope."

"This is... the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife?"

The surviving human warriors looked solemn.

A Taoist priest arrived through the air, with a "Flying Knife Dao Fruit" hovering above his head, its blade radiating an aura of annihilation!

More importantly, there seems to be a deep resonance between him, Zen Master Wuchao, and the Ten Princes of Jinwu. The Daoist aura flows continuously among the three, as if a tripod of laws is taking shape...

Its aura directly reached the level of a top-tier true god!

"One Buddha, one Tao, one Golden Crow... a trinity?"

"These three entities, though different in their paths, share the same origin. They can amplify each other on the same battlefield, similar to the three incarnations of the Soul Destroyer. When combined, they are no less powerful than top-tier True Gods... The two generals from Qianxia alone... cannot stop them!"

The top alien powerhouse affiliated with Qianxia changed his expression drastically and exclaimed in surprise.

"Eight hundred years have passed since I attained enlightenment, yet I have never taken a head with my flying sword... The Jade Emperor has not yet bestowed any heavenly talisman, and I merely sell black gold to circulate among the world."

A figure in a blue robe stepped out from the other side.

"Daoist Lu Ya, it's been a long time! This humble Daoist has come to learn from your senior's superior skills."

The "Pure Yang Dao Fruit" hung high above Lü Dongbin's head, like a heavenly sword drawn from its sheath. Golden pure Yang energy flowed endlessly around him. It was the condensation of the most powerful and yang Dao in the world, capable of slaying demons and monsters, eliminating evil and breaking falsehoods, and naturally restraining all yin evil and malevolent energy.

The moment the Daoist auras emanating from the "Pure Yang Immortal Sword" and the "Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife" collided.

The void spanning billions of miles in the southern part of the Eternal Land was directly torn in two.

Half of it was the pure, golden yang energy, as bright as the sun and moon traversing the sky; the other half was the light of a silver-white flying knife, capable of destroying all laws, like a meteor falling to earth, as if two starry skies were colliding with each other—

And between these two starry skies.

Xuanzang's Zen chant clashed with the malevolent energy of Wuchao, the blazing sun of the Golden Crow confronted Hou Yi's arrow intent, and the malevolent energy of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife collided with the pure Yang sword energy...

The sky was like shattered glass, torn to pieces by several completely different Dao Fruit powers...

This is the level of the battle between true gods.

Every time a true god takes action, it affects the structure of the Great Dao within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, and changes the trajectory of the rules of heaven and earth themselves.

At this very moment, in this newly reinforced Eternal Land, more than thirty True Gods are simultaneously clashing at the Dao Fruit level—the heavens are cracking, the earth is sinking, and the laws are wailing! (End of Chapter)