The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 396 Laughing Three Times: Little Brother, Could You Go Easy on Me?

The waves surged and towered, the calm sea became restless, and even the full moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, the world was dark and gloomy, and the pitch-black night enveloped the earth.

Su Ming stood quietly on the sea, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the two brothers. There was no trace of killing intent emanating from him, but Xiao Jingtian and Xiao Aoshi stiffened as a chilling indifference that pierced their hearts and souls enveloped them.

He really wants to kill us!

An incredibly strong thought suddenly filled their minds, almost suffocating them. Since birth, the two brothers had never encountered such a tragic situation. Even when Xiao Sanxiao poisoned them, they had never felt such despair.

But today, they truly felt the approach of death. The oppressive feeling of despair made them breathless, which made them think of those who had died at their hands. Were they also in such despair?

The two were both unusually weak. Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he unleashed another powerful move, "Nether Sea Returns to Origin, Heaven and Earth Annihilate!"

He gathered his true energy, raised his palm, and five crystal-clear fingers seemed to shimmer with five-colored light. He slowly pushed forward, seemingly slow but actually fast, as if he were pushing out the entire world at the same time.

In an instant, a phantom appeared behind Su Ming, deeper and darker than the night, exuding a cold aura, like an ancient abyss, deep, dark, and boundless.

A ripple spread out in the void, like a boulder falling into water. The illusory image of the Nether Sea continued to expand, and the layers of ripples fanned out and slapped towards the two brothers.

This palm strike lacked the overwhelming power of the Great Void and the strangeness of the wind and clouds, yet the two brothers' hearts pounded wildly, feeling a sense of crisis many times stronger than before.

"All paths of the universe are fraught with danger!"

"The Four Great Chaos Techniques, the Sun and Moon Set in Dual Formations!"

Under the pressure of a life-or-death crisis, the two brothers did not turn and run away. They knew in their hearts that running away would only lead to a faster death, and only by fighting hard could they have a chance to survive.

Based on this alone, they are far superior to Indra.

If it were Indra, he probably would have been hiding in some cave and wouldn't have come out while Su Ming was slaughtering the Hidden Sword Clan.

Under the pressure of a life-or-death crisis, Xiao Jingtian's cold eyes gradually turned crazed, and flames ignited around his body. These flames were invisible and intangible, burning the bloodline in his body, the dragon turtle bloodline inherited from Xiao Sanxiao.

With the bloodline of a divine beast, Xiao Jingtian's body swelled again under the heat of the flames. His eyes turned blood red, and the veins on his arms, chest, and forehead bulged out, resembling small snakes.

"what!"

Using the bloodline of the dragon turtle as a guide, he harnessed the power of the sun and moon for his own use.

Suddenly, the moon shone brightly in the night sky, its pure light shining on him. Xiao Jingtian's aura swelled again, his face becoming increasingly ferocious and distorted. The burning pain scorched his meridians and blood inch by inch, making him feel as if he were in a furnace.

He roared furiously, his momentum growing ever stronger, as if he wanted to burn everything and drag the enemy in front of him into hell!

Above the void, a vast sea of ​​darkness descended. Su Ming's eyes remained indifferent as the primordial energy of heaven and earth flowed into his body.

In the vastness of the universe, he seemed to have forgotten everything. His innate spirit emitted mysterious rhythms, harmonizing with the heavens and earth, reaching the ultimate emptiness and maintaining perfect stillness.

At the same time, the true energy within his body also quietly changed, rotating in unison with the sun, moon, and stars in the sky. Within his dark sea of ​​consciousness, the fragment of the Kunlun Mirror emitted a shimmering purple light, rippling outwards.

In the world of the Tang Dynasty, the runes of the Hetu and Luoshu quietly emerged in Su Ming's mind. The ancient runes arranged and combined in a mysterious rhythm, constantly pulsating, and finally transformed into strands of understanding that merged into his understanding of the Minghai Guiyuan Jin.

At that moment, the world before Su Ming's eyes suddenly changed!
Heaven and earth were born with me, and all things are one with me.

At this moment, the Nether Sea Returning to Origin Technique reached its highest level. Heaven and earth transformed, the Nether Sea returned to its origin, and he merged with heaven and earth. The last invisible barrier quietly disappeared, and his primordial spirit merged with the void of the universe, becoming one with it.

In an instant, his five senses were no longer limited by spatial distance, and he could see through all things in heaven and earth!

Before him lay the pitch-black night, yet he could "see" beyond the atmosphere: the blazing sun, the countless stars, and the blood energy flowing within Xiao Jingtian's body, as well as the sword energy buried deep within Xiao Aoshi's body.

With a thought, Xiao Aoshi's eyes bulged out, and blood dripped continuously from his chest. He gritted his teeth and circulated the little true energy he had left. Just then, his eyes widened, and excruciating pain exploded within his body.

The next moment, crackling sounds came from his body. His chest, legs, and abdomen exploded one after another, spraying bright red blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

And at that wound, streaks of sword energy were concealed without being revealed.

Previously, when the Great Demon God Xiao Jingtian healed his brother, he only temporarily suppressed these sword energies, but did not completely eliminate them. These sword energies all contained Su Ming's sword intent, so how could they be easily erased?
In a short time, his internal energy was completely exhausted, and he could no longer suppress the sword energy. The moment the sword energy erupted, Xiao Aoshi's right arm shattered on the spot. First, it swelled up completely, bulged, and thickened, then the tendons and blood vessels burst open, and the flesh and blood scattered, severing at the root.

The true energy that Xiao Aoshi had just gathered dissipated again, and he himself suffered a backlash, staggering backward. He didn't even look at his severed arm, his face ashen. However, the next moment, on the blood-red bone fragments at the severed end, flesh and tendons began to grow back, and new flesh sprouted.

The sword energy erupted and was completely exhausted, but his own dragon turtle bloodline was finally able to play a role, consuming life essence to repair the injuries to his flesh and blood.

"boom!"

In a clash of powerful moves, the Four Great Masters of Chaos once again encounter the Nether Sea Return to Origin. The power of the sun and moon condenses and merges into one, yin and yang flow, obliterating all things. The Nether Sea Return to Origin transforms the myriad energies of heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, oceans, the sun, moon, and stars. Countless energies are assimilated and merged into one, converging into the ancient and vast Nether Sea Abyss.

The earth-shattering collision swept in like a cosmic storm, like thousands of volcanoes erupting simultaneously, like an ancient pillar supporting the sky collapsing with a deafening roar, stirring up towering waves. Beneath the sea surface, fish, shrimp, turtles, and monsters hundreds of feet deep were shattered by this force and suffered an undeserved calamity.

Explosions filled the sky, creating ripples that stretched for miles, then thirty miles, fifty miles, and a hundred miles!

A violent tsunami swept across the sea for miles around, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"what!"

In the midst of the battle, a roar of extreme resentment and pain rang out. Amidst the rolling shockwaves, Xiao Jingtian was sent flying dozens of miles backward. Half of his body was suddenly torn apart, and an extremely abundant wave of blood cascaded into the sky, like blood-red waterfalls hanging high in the heavens.

The physique cultivated for thousands of years was too powerful. In addition, with the bloodline of the dragon turtle, every drop of blood contained abundant energy. A long bloodstain on the sea surface condensed and did not dissipate, as if the sea surface was dyed red!
After flying dozens of miles backward, Xiao Jingtian finally stopped. In the howling wind, his body was covered with hideous wounds, and his writhing internal organs and white bones were faintly visible.

Even with his powerful physique, he couldn't heal his wounds, showing how severe they were. Yet, he stared intently at Su Ming, his fighting spirit growing ever more fervent, his eyes burning like the sun, about to unleash flames that would consume everything.

Just as he was about to move, he spat out another mouthful of blood, "Pfft!"

Xiao Jingtian caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and his pupils suddenly contracted. He saw a familiar figure lying on the sea, blood seeping from his body, pink flesh and stark white bones exposed, his head completely missing. It was his younger brother, Xiao Aoshi.

The two brothers had been together for thousands of years, plotting and orchestrating a great calamity that would last for millennia, and now, he was dead.

Xiao Jingtian is a cold-hearted person who has lived for thousands of years. He has become indifferent to many things and let go of them. He has no worldly desires or emotions, but he still retains a few human emotions for his younger brother who has been with him for so long.

Grief, fear, despair—all sorts of emotions filled my heart.

He stared at the blue figure on the sea, his eyes burning with even greater intensity, and the pressure in his heart growing ever stronger. The person before him was terrifyingly powerful, making him feel suffocated. Even now, he still couldn't understand why his younger brother had provoked such an enemy.

……

In the North, Wuming, who had just obtained the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One manual from the Sword Sect, was on his way back to the Zhonghua Pavilion. The two, master and servant, were driving along the road. "Such powerful strength!" Wuming's eyes narrowed, his heart filled with shock.

Since he entered the Heavenly Sword Realm, he has been invincible in the martial world and is known as a martial arts legend. But today, he felt an earth-shattering battle breaking out on the shore of the East China Sea. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, the powerful aura still shocked his sword heart.

However, during this great battle, he sensed a familiar sword intent. The young man was actually one of the participants in the battle, and his swordsmanship was already unparalleled in the world. He never expected that his own strength would be so terrifying.

This world is becoming increasingly incomprehensible!

Wuming looked at the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin manual in his hand, sighed inwardly, and casually put it into his pocket. He had already figured out the mystery of this manual, but he really couldn't bring himself to abandon the martial arts he had cultivated for half his life.

When he joined the Sword Sect, his martial arts had already been crippled once. He knew how difficult it was to regain them. Even without the Sword Sect's supreme martial art, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, he could still become stronger.

Only in this way can we protect the Central Plains.

Even Su Ming didn't expect that his actions would arouse a sense of crisis in Wuming, who was far away in the Central Plains, and rekindle his motivation to become stronger. Having avenged the murder of his wife, Wuming's deep-seated ailment was mostly relieved, and he was no longer as sad and desolate as before.

A brand new Heavenly Sword is quietly being conceived.

……

In the far north, amidst ancient glaciers and an unknown void, lies the lair of Indra.

The Heavenly Gate is located within an iceberg hidden at the frigid boundary between the sea and the sky. Everything here is composed of mysterious ice, with icebergs that refuse to melt. Almost everyone in the Heavenly Gate lives wearing a mask. The Heavenly Gate wields immense power; even a low-ranking member would be considered a top-tier expert in the outside world.

That sword strike from Tianshan back then forced Di Shitian to discard Wen Chou Chou's disguise and return to his own base camp to heal his wounds.

On this day, he suddenly sensed something. Beneath the glacier, a figure wearing an ice mask opened his eyes, his calculating gaze filled with surprise and uncertainty.

After a long pause, he muttered to himself, "There are actually masters in this world stronger than the Martial Arts Maniac?"

As figures who have lived for thousands of years, his skills are also rare in the world, but the fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth caused by that battle were too great, and even he felt them in the far north.

Such skill is rare in the world, and may even be comparable to his.

Di Shitian's strength lies in his millennia of accumulation and internal energy. In terms of martial arts prowess, he is actually far inferior to ordinary martial artists, otherwise he wouldn't have been beaten up by the martial arts fanatic.

Having lived for so long, he had naturally studied the various legends of this world, such as the Four Divine Stones and the Four Divine Beasts. He also realized that he was not the only immortal monster in the world.

However, he was too timid to interact with those people. Therefore, he only knew that there were a few such people in the world, but did not know their identities.

As the aftershocks gradually subsided, Indra was overjoyed. "Thank goodness I'm back. It's still too dangerous outside."

He made up his mind to stay in Tianmen for the next ten years or so, waiting for the day when Jingrui would slay the dragon.

Bai Suzhen, the immortal goddess, Wu Wudi, and many other masters all sensed the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but some of them reacted while others remained completely indifferent.

……

Pain, extreme pain spread throughout his body, and Xiao Jingtian was numb. He never thought he would lose so miserably and end up like this. All his meridians were severed, his true energy was depleted, and his dragon turtle bloodline was almost completely consumed.

His once swollen body shrank back to the size of an ordinary person, his jet-black hair turned gray, and more importantly, the internal and external injuries plaguing his body almost turned him into a cripple.

His eyes were filled with rage, but he could do nothing but stare intently at Su Ming. "Do it!"

However, to everyone's surprise, Su Ming did not make a move. He just stared at the sea with suspicion and uncertainty, his aura heavy and his mind on high alert.

In his spiritual perception, beneath the sea, in the boundless darkness, seemed to lurk a ferocious creature, its outline obscured, radiating an unimaginable sense of oppression.

The once empty sea area attracted countless fish because of the blood of the dragon turtle. But at this moment, all the fish in the sea suddenly stopped moving, rose to the surface, and turned belly up.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, and a bright moon rose over the sea. Under the moon, a figure suddenly emerged from the sea, breaking through the waves with a powerful palm strike that seemed to slap out a hundred feet of seawater, majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Snow Crossing!"

Without a second thought, Su Ming unleashed Bai Suzhen's ultimate technique. An extremely cold aura emanated from his body and spread rapidly. The entire wave he had created was frozen in a few breaths, losing its immense kinetic energy and crashing directly into the sea, splashing up huge sprays.

Then, a figure dressed in white with white hair appeared on the sea.

The newcomer was none other than Xiao Sanxiao. As soon as he appeared, he said to Su Ming, "Young brother, would you please show mercy?"

A life-or-death battle, you think you can just stop it like that?

Su Ming found it amusing. What kind of domineering attitude could cultivate such a mindset? He thought that by saying such things, he would give him face and spare Xiao Jingtian's life.
Today, having made his move, he understood what he would face, and Xiao Sanxiao's appearance was exactly what he expected.

"Xiao Sanxiao, your son is about to unleash a great calamity that will last for millennia. This matter concerns the lives of millions of ordinary people in China. If I let him go, who will let those people go in the future? Or is your so-called solution to this great calamity just empty talk?"

(End of this chapter)