Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 974 The Emperor Descends
The Celestial Tiamu, having mastered the Space Marines' skills, fired a shot without warning, his speed almost teleporting, completely unaffected by his massive size and the laws of physics. The bomb gun, comparable to a warship's main cannon, shattered half the battlefield with its tangible roar, and the size of the projectiles it fired was comparable to that of a smaller Titan unit.

Space Marines' bombs are similar to smaller thermobaric bombs or mushrooms, because only this level of energy release can penetrate the opponent's thick terracotta armor.

So the question is, just how powerful is a bomb this big?

The colossal god, as majestic as a mountain, did not appear clumsy at all. Holding an axe in both hands, it cleaved a golden arc of light with unparalleled skill, actually cutting off the oncoming Titan bomb. However, the resulting explosion was still incredibly terrifying. In that instant, the sphere formed by the condensation of light and heat expanded to dozens of miles away, with high temperature and radiation filling every inch of space and destroying all matter.

The sky was torn apart, the earth was collapsing, and the demonized celestial soldiers and space marines were fighting indistinguishably. Their armor, weapons, and even their bodies were reduced to ashes in this energy surge, leaving not a trace of remains. Just like the mortals before them, they became victims of a higher level of war.

Once the burst of energy was released, the entire battlefield was completely cleared, leaving only scorched earth riddled with cracks and billowing dust reaching the atmosphere, resembling a desolate planet after a meteorite impact.

Yet, amidst the smoke and dust, two incredibly massive figures remained upright and continued to approach each other.

Tiamu's hair was slightly ruffled by the extremely high concentration of radiant heat that could vaporize steel, but his face was spotless, not to mention his pristine armor.

The giant spirit's face remained unchanged, his eyes did not blink, and his beard was not disheveled. Divine power flowed around him, and the precious light on the axe blade became even more dazzling, his fighting spirit reaching the sky.

For them, the devastating explosion they had just witnessed was merely an appetizer; the real battle had only just begun.

Tiamu's gaze remained unchanged. The chainsaw sword, resembling a miniature spaceship, suddenly accelerated. The shrill sound of the saw teeth cutting through the air at lightning speed instantly drowned out the lingering explosions. She stomped her foot on the ground, and the already cracked battlefield collapsed, creating a small basin several thousand meters in diameter. Massive amounts of rubble and thick dust poured out like waterfalls, while her figure shot out like an arrow.

The massive body compressed the air, creating an indescribable air explosion, as if an invisible wall of air had been broken. The friction generated by the air left a long trail of light behind it, and the chainsaw sword, tearing through the atmosphere and leaving a trail of blazing white clouds, pointed straight at the head of the giant god.

The giant spirit appeared clumsy, but its movements were surprisingly agile. It parried with its axe, the blade colliding precisely with the serrated teeth. The deafening clang of metal against metal caused the clouds, which had not yet healed, to surge again, even forming a huge circular vortex in the high sky. The atmosphere seemed to be torn apart, allowing one to look up and stare directly at the sky. But in the blink of an eye, the colors of the world were completely taken over by the amazing sparks that burst forth from the point where the axe blade and serrated teeth collided.

The bursts of energy sparks were not scattered points of light, but rather blazing fireballs falling like a meteor shower. Each one that hit the ground created a bottomless crater filled with flowing lava, as if it had been hit by a Titan unit's high-energy thermal weapon.

Amidst the blazing flames, the Titan roared and unleashed its power, golden divine energy erupting from its giant axe, forcing Tiamu back several steps. But just as it was about to pursue, Tiamu's left-hand power gauntlet suddenly unfolded, revealing a twin-barreled Stormblaster that had increased in size by more than ten thousand times. It blasted a hail of bullets directly at Tiamu's face, and the entire space was shaken by the roar of the Titanblaster being fired.

The sound waves, almost tangible, ravaged everything around them; the earth cracked, the sea surged, and this was only the prelude.

After the bombs hit their targets one after another, the east coast was completely torn apart by the aftershocks of the explosions, leaving a wound that could never be healed.

This isn't a bomb gun; it's clearly a salvo from a warship's cannons. It's just that it wasn't aimed at the ground, otherwise the entire east coast would have been wiped out.

With the coastline gone, the seawater was finally able to rush in, merging with the magma that surged from beneath the torn earth's crust, creating a massive amount of water vapor, but the war between the two gods continued.

In less than a second, it was hit by hundreds of explosive bombs. The aftershocks alone shook the continental shelf. However, the giant spirit's armor was only slightly damaged and was still healing rapidly. At the same time, it endured the roar of the bombs and wielded its battle axe to fight against Tiamu's chainsaw sword.

"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Sun Wukong asked, carrying his golden cudgel on his shoulder, eager to try.

"No need," Yan Xu said through gritted teeth. To be honest, he had really underestimated the other party.

The Giant Spirit God is neither particularly strong nor weak. Under the targeted suppression of the world's laws, he certainly cannot defeat the new celestial god, Tiamu, whom he has carefully nurtured. However, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir not only grants the Giant Spirit God the magical power of a Golden Immortal, but also the characteristic of immortality.

Although the immortal essence contained in the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is an imitation of the essence of the Heavenly Dao, the one who refined this Nine-Turn Golden Elixir was the Supreme Being. One is the original, and the other is an imitation; it's hard to say which is stronger. Regardless of whether it's the original or the imitation, to completely destroy it, one must use rules that transcend the essence of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

Yan Xu didn't believe that the Supreme Being who refined the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir didn't know; there must be something he didn't understand.

But we can't just sit idly by. It's one thing if the world is destroyed, but the world's laws, which are in the process of being formed, are like an incredibly precise set of gears, and the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is just a small pebble, a diamond one at that.

With a helpless sigh, Yan Xu finally used his trump card.

The moment the emperor, radiating endless golden light, descended upon the mortal realm, the entire Earth trembled violently, as if welcoming the arrival of a supreme being, instantly elevating its grandeur to the highest level.

Compared to the Corpse King who was welded to the golden toilet, the current Emperor is full of vitality, and this is his normal state.

Besides being the strongest psionicist, the Emperor is also the strongest immortal being; theoretically, he is immortal as long as he doesn't want to die.

Try having someone else sit on that golden toilet that sucks out your marrow and bones for ten thousand years. The Imperial Chancellor, who was also a psionic and immortal, tried it, and he died.

The current emperor is not only at his peak, but has also mastered a portion of the Heavenly Laws of this world. Even if it is incomplete, his strength is beyond description. His arrival is like a star being pulled to the Earth's surface, and the resulting destructive power is indescribable.

Immediately after its arrival, the entire east coast disappeared, and then the American continent began to disintegrate. The outline of the earth was instantly missing a piece, just like an apple that had been bitten. The mass extinction also occurred or was completed in an instant.

Whether you are an ordinary person or a superhuman with extraordinary abilities, the Emperor's destructive light is equal and just.

Although the world was destroyed, no one cared, not even the emperor who loved humanity, because as long as the essence was not lost, rebuilding the world was just a matter of a thought.

The physical body, the soul, and even matter remain unchanged. A student who is absent-mindedly picking their nose in class can still reach under the table and feel the solid contents. This is the power of creation.

But it's always a troublesome thing, and there's this shameless attitude of losing a game of chess and then starting over.

Just as Yan Xu was feeling a little embarrassed, the Giant Spirit God unexpectedly self-destructed!

The self-destruction of the Giant Spirit God could still be suppressed, after all, the Emperor was right there, but the Nine-Turn Golden Core within his body also began to release its immortal power during the self-destruction.

Yan Xu's expression changed completely. The most core characteristic of a Golden Immortal is that it is an immortal essence that cannot be erased by time and matter. Even the power of the Heavenly Dao can only suppress it. To completely destroy it, a Great Luo Golden Immortal would have to personally destroy its physical body and seize its true spirit.

In essence, this action involves using external means to separate its immortal essence, throwing its true spirit into the cycle of reincarnation to be worn down, and ultimately returning it to the mundane world, which is to say, banishing it to the mortal realm.

However, the consequences would be far more severe for Yan Xu, because once the Nine-Turn Golden Pill explodes, its immortal nature will cause a large area of ​​pollution that is difficult to eradicate. Even if it is cleaned up, the area covered by the pollution will never reappear, whether in terms of soul matter or in the river of time, which is equivalent to completely deleting the data.

Before Yan Xu could come up with a solution, the Emperor made his move, using himself as a vessel to absorb the power of immortality.

The Emperor's original intention was to use his own immortal essence to counteract the immortal essence of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, still to save humanity by sacrificing himself. However, unexpectedly, the two merged perfectly, helping him take the final step, ascending from Emperor to true God Emperor, ascending to the divine throne, and taking control of the Heavenly Dao.

(End of this chapter)