The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 368 Three Moves to Slay the Demon Dragon, Finally Seeing the War God's Record
The dazzling blade light was so captivating that it mesmerized everyone. Kou Zhong's treasured sword, sensing this powerful blade intent, trembled on its own, as if it were about to be drawn from its sheath at any moment.

"Oh!"

The blade flashed as if it would cleave the sky in two, landing squarely on the dragon's swung tail.

"clang!"

The sharp blade struck the scales on the dragon's body, and sparks seemed to fly out in an instant. The dragon flapped its wings, stirring up waves of heat.

The moment the two immense forces collided, the air was compressed by the pure force, producing a violent explosion. The surrounding space rippled violently, and waves exploded outwards in all directions.

Stone fragments flew everywhere on the cave walls, and countless plumes of dust swirled, drifted, and filled the air.

"Boom!"

A sonic boom, comparable to thunder, echoed throughout the valley, causing the lake water to surge and burst forth in columns of water, shooting several meters into the air!
"Ow!"

The dragon roared in pain, its blood-red maw wide open. At this moment, its anger was directed at Song Que. Even though it hadn't seen Song Que make a move, its instinct as a wild beast told it that the last strike had come from this person.

Su Ming's eyes narrowed, and he smiled, "Its scales are broken. Brother Song's knife is indeed sharp."

Song Que reached out and grabbed something from the lake, which burst out of the water and landed in his palm. "Brother Su was just not taking it seriously. This demonic dragon has lived for countless years and has a huge amount of blood and energy. It is a rare beast."

"And these scales are even harder than meteorite iron." As he spoke, he squeezed the jet-black dragon scales in his hand, but they showed no signs of deformation or damage.

"what happened?"

In the lake, the group, who were struggling to swim towards the island in the center of the lake, felt a powerful force erupt, which made their bodies numb. They were full of questions. Could it be that the three of them were fighting amongst themselves?
Thinking of this, their hearts burned even brighter, and they quickened their pace.

Faced with an opponent like the Demon Dragon, Shi Zhixuan couldn't resist the urge to fight. "My turn!"

After regaining his Grandmaster level, Shi Zhixuan rarely made a move. When he first recovered, he sparred with Su Ming. He used to think that Su Ming's level was higher than his own, and he was still unconvinced.

But after that sparring match, he was completely convinced and understood why Su Ming was able to kill three grandmasters and ascend to the throne of the world's number one.

In recent years, with the advancement of the suppression of Buddhism and the submission of the entire demonic sect, Shi Zhixuan has also benefited from this, deducing the complete Heavenly Demon Strategy and combining it with his own Undying Seal Technique, thus reaching a higher level of cultivation.

As he activated his demonic power, Shi Zhixuan's eyes suddenly turned pitch black, without a trace of white. Demonic energy surged around him, like black flames swirling around him, and his entire body resembled a cloud of black energy, exuding a chilling demonic aura.

"Haha!"

Shi Zhixuan gently raised his palm, the life and death energies circulating continuously within it. He bent his five fingers and reached out to grab the demonic dragon in mid-air. In the next instant, the demonic energy on his body churned and condensed into streams of pure death energy, transforming into a giant claw that roared out and grabbed at the demonic dragon.

The claws, shrouded in deathly aura, arrived in an instant.

Caught off guard by the sudden change, even though the dragon was not very intelligent, its beastly instincts kicked in when it saw the deathly aura wrapped around its claws, and it immediately flapped its wings to dodge the attack.

However, the claws shattered in mid-air, turning into wisps of black smoke. They followed the airflow and arrived first, actually grabbing the demonic dragon in mid-air. It seemed to be formless and intangible, but unexpectedly it had such powerful strength.

Shi Zhixuan had one hand behind his back and the other hand made a grasping motion. His long, gray hair moved without wind, and he exuded a powerful aura with every move. Then he flipped his wrist, and the demonic claw moved with him.

The chilling aura of death scorched the dragon's scales, causing it to howl in agony, as if it were being toyed with.

Just then, the masters in the lake finally arrived, and when they saw what was happening in the air, they were dumbfounded.

"what is that?"

"Dragon?"

"There really are dragons in this world! No, those dragons even have wings!"

……

The group of Buddhist and Taoist masters stared wide-eyed at the demonic dragon being gripped tightly by its dark claws, their expressions one of utter astonishment. Legends of dragons had existed since ancient times, but no one had ever actually seen one.

But today, everyone present witnessed with their own eyes that the serpentine body, the enormous size, the single horn on its head, and the flame-like wings on its body all told them that the creature before them was not a serpent, but a real dragon.

Finally, the dragon, unable to bear the pain any longer, roared to the sky.

"Ow!"

Suddenly, its blood-red maw opened, and a dark green, foul wind howled past, sizzling as it touched the deathly aura. Half of the claws were corroded, and then the dragon spread its wings and broke free.

The gust of wind hadn't completely dissipated when it started blowing towards the three people on the deserted island.
Even though Su Ming and the others quickly held their breath, they still felt dizzy and disoriented, and they all retreated to avoid the attack.

Shi Zhixuan exclaimed again, "What a powerful poisonous fog!"

Su Ming glanced at the group in the lake. "Brother Song, let's finish this quickly!"

This beast is, after all, a dragon. The fact that the three of them attacked together is not beneath its dignity; it is a blessing for it.

"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking!"

"Let's all three of us work together!"

"Sword Ten, Sky Burial!"

"Nine Blades of Heavenly Inquiry, Fate Reversed, What Punishment or Blessing!"

"The Immortal Seal Technique: Entering death through life!"

Seeing the three attack simultaneously, the group of masters in the water sensed something was wrong and quickly used their lightness skills to leave the water.

The three attacked together, their aura earth-shattering, causing the entire space to tremble. The lake water surged upwards in layers, waves churning endlessly. The lake water within a radius of tens or even hundreds of feet suddenly exploded, countless huge waves shooting into the sky and crashing against the rock walls that were sixty or seventy feet high.

Waves surged in and crashed against the rocks, as if the entire space was about to shatter.

"Crash!"

The entire lake seemed to boil, with water exploding and shooting into the sky, carrying countless strange fish, some with sharp teeth and others glowing, and even giant, monstrous turtles over ten feet tall, slapping against the surface of the lake, causing the water to turn upside down.

The sword energy, infinitely varied and exquisite, descended from the sky, sharp and menacing. Its very appearance caused people to feel its chilling sharpness, and even from a distance, their skin felt slightly painful, and some even developed small wounds.

At this moment, Xu Ziling, who was standing on a strange fish on the lake, drew his sword in response, merging it with the enormous sword energy in the sky, and thrusting it towards the head of the demonic dragon. At the same time, Song Que slightly closed his eyes, then opened them, his eyes filled with indifference. When he opened his eyes, streaks of sword light appeared around him, and the dark sky instantly became bright.

He grasped a phantom blade in his hand. In an instant, Xu Ziling and the others felt a chill, as if they sensed the arrival of divine punishment. Song Que's will permeated the entire space. Here, he seemed to represent the will of heaven and wield the divine punishment.

The dragon's two enormous eyes were filled with terror. At this moment, it sensed the danger of death. This was an instinctive reaction from its own bestial nature. It frantically flapped its wings, trying to escape from this place.

However, Shi Zhixuan made his move!

His eyes suddenly flashed with a brilliant light, and his whole body was surrounded by the two energies of life and death, as if yin and yang were flowing in and out. Life is the end of death, and death is the end of life. It circulated through the six voids and endlessly. The energy of heaven and earth sometimes poured into Shi Zhixuan's Baihui acupoint on the top of his head and dispersed from the Yongquan acupoints on his feet. At other times, it poured into his Yongquan acupoints on his feet and overflowed from the top of his head.

Life and death, fortune and misfortune, intentional or unintentional, are all natural and ever-changing. The two energies of life and death transform into chains that rush straight towards the demonic dragon in the sky, even breaking through the defenses of its scales and taking root directly in the demonic dragon's flesh, absorbing its life force and becoming increasingly solid.

One slash goes from bottom to top, the other from top to bottom!

The longsword, carrying a chilling sword intent, easily pierced through the dragon's head, sinking deep into its skull, leaving only the hilt sticking out. With this strike, the dragon was severely injured, struggling desperately and roaring incessantly.

However, the two energies of life and death are closely related to the dragon's true form, and it cannot break free from them.

At this moment, the Heavenly Blade descended from below, and with a flash of light, the scales on the dragon's belly were easily severed. A powerful will crashed into its spiritual world, seemingly trying to obliterate its consciousness.

The dragon had lived for a very long time and its will was quite remarkable. It didn't die from the blow, but its spirit was damaged. At that moment, the longsword in its head started moving again, and bursts of sword energy exploded out.

"Oh!"

A huge hole was ripped open in the dragon's head, its brain matter pulverized. After the sword strike, the light in its pupils gradually dimmed, and its massive body convulsed continuously.

Shi Zhixuan clasped his hands together, and the energies of life and death returned to himself. His aura became even stronger, as if it had not been depleted at all.

High in the sky, the demonic dragon was beyond dead. As Shi Zhixuan withdrew his hand, the dragon's massive body crashed into the lake, creating huge waves.

With the dragon dead, there is no more worry.

Su Ming and his two companions didn't even glance at the Demon Dragon; they turned around and charged towards the Temple of War.

Those thousand stone steps might be a bit strenuous for ordinary people, but for them it was only a matter of a few breaths. Their speed was extremely fast, and when they used their lightness skills, they could cover dozens of feet in a single breath.

Shi Zhixuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He unleashed his demonic power and instantly transformed into a dense cloud of black energy, swirling and roaring. In a flash, he stood atop the stone steps.

At the same time, Song Que and Su Ming also arrived.

On the lake, Xu Ziling and Lu Miaozi, along with other Buddhist and Taoist masters, were speechless with astonishment. The demonic dragon, which had been so imposing just moments before, this legendary creature, had died just like that.

It all felt like a dream.

But considering the three people who made the move, no one was surprised. In fact, they thought that it was the greatest honor for the dragon to die at the hands of three grandmasters. No one in the world had such good fortune as to have three grandmasters make a move at the same time.

If it weren't for Su Ming and the other two, they would definitely not have fared well against the demonic dragon. Just thinking about the enormous creature in the lake earlier made them all feel a chill.

"Let's go, the Temple of War is right in front of us."

……

At this moment, in front of the three of them, before the huge stone gate that had been sealed for a long time, three characters, each about ten feet in size, were clearly engraved on the gate.

"Temple of War God."

The stone gate bears ancient marks and several knife and sword wounds, the identities of which are unknown.

The three glanced at the door and saw no mechanism, indicating that the door was open. Shi Zhixuan placed his five fingers on the stone door and pressed down gently. With a muffled "bang," he only left a shallow mark despite his skill.

He exclaimed in surprise, "This stone palace has existed for thousands of years. After such a long time, it is still indestructible. I wonder what it was made of?"

Song Que muttered to himself, "The Temple of War God, could it really have been forged by the gods?"

There were only three people here, and Shi Zhixuan was the weakest, so the task of opening the door naturally fell to him.

Immediately, he withdrew his palm, pressed his hands against the stone door, and began to exert his strength.

With unleashing his demonic power, a visible black ripple erupted from beneath his feet like a raging torrent, transforming into a terrifying hurricane that forced everyone to retreat. Even the sea of ​​fire was affected, its flames intensifying.

The dusty stone door trembled and loosened, and as wisps of dust fell, the enormous portal, several meters high, finally opened slowly.

Before this towering gate, Su Ming and his two companions seemed as insignificant as ants.

First, they saw a line of large seal script carved on the huge wall opposite the main entrance, running straight down from the top of the hall, with the beginning and end at least thirty feet apart. Each character was about ten feet square, and it read: "Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs."

The majestic and imposing seal script conveys a profound and indescribable meaning.

The three of them stood there, stunned and deeply shaken.

Then, they stepped into the main hall and saw the true War God Record. Shi Zhixuan, whose Dao heart was the most fragile, was actually moved by the meaning in the characters and tears welled up in his eyes. In all his years of life, this was the first time he had been so shocked and moved.

At this moment, Su Ming and the others saw this scene: the giant hall was shrouded in a soft blue light, which contrasted beautifully with the red light shining through the exit.

At the center of the palace roof, about forty feet above the ground, is a circular object, two feet in diameter, that emits a bluish-yellow light, like an indoor sun, bathing the entire palace in a myriad of bluish rays.

Centered on this light source, a large circle with a diameter of twenty zhang (approximately 33 meters) was drawn on the ceiling of the hall, similar to the star map at the entrance of the secret passage, but several times larger. This circle covered the colossal hall under countless stars, obscuring all pillars and objects within. In the center of the hall, there was a relief sculpture about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) square, and on each of the left and right walls, there were twenty-four relief sculptures, each about one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) square, plus the relief sculpture in the center of the hall, totaling forty-nine.

The bas-relief on the floor in the center of the hall is exquisitely carved. It depicts a god wearing strange armor and a mask covering his face, with a monster that is neither a dragon nor a monster sitting on his hind legs. The god flies down from the upper left corner through nine thick, split clouds and rushes straight towards a large, blood-red fireball in the lower right corner. Next to each thick cloud, the words "Nine Heavens," "Eight Heavens," and so on down to the lowest level, "First Heaven," are written from top to bottom.

Above the relief are five large characters: War God Catalogue, Part 1.

Upon seeing these words, Shi Zhixuan suddenly realized that the War God Record had never been seen in the world before. It turned out to be a huge relief of forty-nine paintings. The War God Record was said to be able to understand the mysteries of heaven and earth, and this first painting was indeed extremely mysterious.

Immediately, the three of them separated and began to study the War God Manual. Su Ming walked to the left wall and came to the last picture. Apart from the War God Manual forty-nine, Shattering the Void, there was nothing else on it.

Turning to the next picture, it reads "The War God's Record, Chapter Forty-Eight: Returning to the Nine Heavens." The War God, who resembles a deity, rides a monster that is neither a dragon nor a monster, flying upwards from the lower right corner, passing through nine layers of clouds, and flying towards the upper left corner, exactly in the opposite direction to the first picture.

(End of this chapter)