The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 120: Tian Ding is born, I will help you!
The eyes of the Starry Sea Fisherman turned into the color of stars. When he raised his hand, the stars in the distance twinkled together, and the starlight gathered together, turning into a starlight dragon that was tens of millions of miles long.

The God of Disaster carries the Gate of Disaster on his back and controls the five calamity beasts. The infinite and indestructible field of order is intertwined with the perfect spiritual field of the sky. The rules of destiny between heaven and earth continue to converge, turning into chains and gradually condensing into a network of destiny covering the starry sky.

The competitions among martial arts practitioners are mostly close-range collisions, while the battles among spiritual practitioners can be fought across the sea of ​​stars.

"The stars are twinkling. Could it be the legendary divine power of Xing Huan Tianzun, 'Thousand Stars in a Line'?" Feng Caiyi was a little surprised when he saw the method used by the Star Sea Fisherman.

The Fierce God, holding a battle axe in his hand, flew to the front of the battlefield and landed next to Feng Caiyi.

"Xing Huan Tianzun's strength is not his mental strength, and Thousand Stars in a Row is not a mental power, but a martial arts power. This old fisherman must be displaying a derivative of the Thousand Stars in a Row power, with some of the power of Tianzun's power."

"Do you think Lord Huo Ze can defeat him?" Feng Caiyi was a little worried. After all, judging from the current situation, the outcome of this battle might be determined by the victory or defeat of the two.

"After old Huaying was suppressed, this old fisherman's spiritual power cultivation became one of the best in the world. After all these years, no one knows whether he has made any new progress. Although the God of Disaster had previously concealed his strength, which was surprising, he has not yet truly reached the old fisherman's level of cultivation. It is already difficult to compete with him with the combination of martial arts and spiritual power. To defeat him..." The God of Horror hesitated and shook his head. "In my opinion, it is safest to ask the God of Wrath or the Snow Region Star Sea Divine Army to take action. Where is the God of Wrath now? Why hasn't he appeared yet?"

"The dark yellow light of the southern universe is rushing towards the universe. It is very likely that Haotian has arrived in real body. If Haotian does not move, how can the God of Wrath move? As for the God Army of the Snowy Star Sea, we should just wait and see." Feng Caiyi said ambiguously, and his attention shifted back to the battlefield.

No matter how powerful the Snowland Star Sea Divine Army is, or how powerful the Angry Sky God is, they can only help boost the White Valley and the prestige of the Underworld Clan in the Hell Realm. The only one who can truly restore the face of the Temple of Destiny today is the man who is fighting with the Star Sea Fisherman.

From the moment he fought against the Star Sea Fisherman and held his own, the Temple of Destiny had actually achieved most of its goals in this battle. With a powerful being comparable to the Immortal and Infinite Peak sitting in charge of the Temple of Destiny, who would dare to underestimate it?
Of course, if the Star Sea Fisherman is defeated, it will be a huge benefit to both the Temple of Destiny and the God of Disaster himself.

Feng Caiyi's heart even began to waver. If Lord Huoze really defeated the Star Sea Fisherman today, and ascended to the position of the Lord of the Temple of Destiny with this supreme fighting power, it seemed that no one would be able to object.

The collision in the starry sky became more and more intense. If the old drunkard had not used his mental power to protect the Xinghuantian world, this eternal world would not only be destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between the two, but all living things in the world would also suffer a devastating disaster.

In the center of the battlefield, the light of the stars had already transformed into a star giant that was only a few feet tall. Facing it was a calamity unicorn that was completely constructed by the rules of fate.

The battle between the two men initially spread across billions of miles of starry sea, but now it is confined to a few dozen feet. This is not a peaceful battle, on the contrary, this kind of collision of concentrated power is a life-and-death struggle, and it is a true fight that has unleashed true anger.

Lord Huo Ze lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the Star Sea Fisherman who was only a few dozen feet away from him. The old man's face was no longer calm as before, and he looked like he was giving his all. If it were someone else, they would probably say that he had tried his best.

But Chaos under the skin of the God of Disaster, or in other words, Chen Ping was not unaware of the true identity of this old man.

In a fight of this level, he probably didn't even mobilize one percent of his strength. He pretended so convincingly that one could only say, "Perhaps this is the composure of the older generation of artists."

Of course, his own acting skills are not inferior.

The two men remained deadlocked on the brink of life and death for a long time. The Star Sea Fisherman spoke first, "God of Disaster, if we continue like this, neither of us will gain anything. At most, we'll both suffer losses. By then, Xing Huantian and Xingtian Cliff will most likely be lost, and the army of the Temple of Destiny will be annihilated in this starry sky."

"I know that the Temple of Destiny is raising an army in anger this time to protect its reputation. This battle has been going on for so long. With the God here, who in the world dares to underestimate the Temple of Destiny? Why don't you and I stop here?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Ze Shen Zun smiled and said, "Mr. Yu is indeed a descendant of Xing Huan Tian Zun's great disciple Yu Long. He has actually transformed the Thousand Stars in a Line into such a sophisticated spiritual power method. It is truly admirable. Today, I truly do not have the strength to defeat Mr. Yu on my own."

"However, I have something else. Please appreciate it, Mr. Yu."

Before he finished speaking, a vast and noble aura of destiny burst out from his body. This aura was so high and boundless that it made the Star Sea Fisherman change color in shock.

In the distance, all the gods and saints in the Temple of Destiny, from the infinite to the soldiers in the saints' army, all the cultivators who practiced the way of destiny and had the rules of destiny in their bodies, felt a throbbing sensation, as if they were subjects seeing their king.

All I saw was a dazzling light bursting out from the body of the God of Disaster, and when the light gradually dissipated, his true form was revealed.

The precious treasure that represents the supreme artifact of destiny finally appeared before the eyes of all living beings in the universe again.

The power of the Tianding continues to revive, drawing strength from the Gate of Disaster and transforming into the purest and most powerful force of destiny.

On the tripod, there are cattle herding and plowing, sky fire igniting the prairie, fishermen singing in the evening, witches chanting to offer sacrifices to the sky... At this moment, all the ancient totems that have experienced the vicissitudes of life have transformed into a powerful force that can cut off the indestructible.

All these great powers gathered together and turned into twelve blurry shadows, which separated from the cauldron and suppressed the position of the Star Sea Fisherman with the great power of the ancestor that spanned eternity.

This attack surpassed the realm of the peak of immortality and infinity, and even the Heavenly Venerable might not be able to block it.

There were obvious fluctuations in two auras in the Southern Universe and the Hundred Races King City. This was the instinctive reaction of the two most powerful Heavenly Lords after sensing opponents of the same level.

Feng Caiyi, Xionghai Shenzun, Judgment Lord, and Tianming Lord looked at the tripod hanging in the void, all with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Once the Heavenly Tripod appears, coupled with the battle record of Lord Huo Ze today, even if he does not become the master of the Temple of Destiny, he will have the same lofty prestige as the master in the future.

The old drunkard and Shangzu's demon corpse looked nervously at the location of the Star Sea Fisherman. The attack just now far exceeded the power of the two people's previous fight. No one dared to underestimate the Nine Cauldrons, the world's number one artifact.

He who controls the Nine Cauldrons controls the world, and this is no empty statement.

In the void, the aura belonging to the Star Sea Angler vanished completely, as if the previous Heavenly Cauldron strike had completely annihilated him, erasing him from the universe. But how could this be possible? With cultivation reaching the level of Indestructible Boundless and spiritual power reaching the level of Heavenly Perfection, even a Heavenly Venerable-level powerhouse would not be able to kill him overnight, let alone a powerhouse like the Star Sea Angler, who was only a hair's breadth away from the ninety-third stage of spiritual power. While it was entirely possible that the previous strike had injured him, or even severely damaged him, killing him was impossible.

"That is……"

The old drunkard's gaze fell on the distant starry sky, where the stars were constantly twinkling, and the star power that was several times stronger than before was converging towards the outer space of Xinghuan.

"What a great old fisherman! He actually has something to hide!"

The expression on Shangzu's demon corpse was complicated. A single thought could move the sea of ​​stars. This level of spiritual power was achieved by a person a hundred thousand years ago. He was the undisputed number one spiritual power in the universe at that time and a core pillar of the Kunlun Realm. He was not necessarily weaker than the current Haotian and the God of Wrath.

Ten thousand years later, the Star Sea Fisherman had actually reached the same level as that man back then.

He only felt his throat dry and muttered, "Spiritual power ninety-third level..."

The ninety-third level of spiritual power swept across the vast void, and even the brilliant light of the Heavenly Cauldron could not suppress it.

The figure of Lord Huo Ze stood under the Heavenly Cauldron, holding up the Heavenly Cauldron with one hand and suppressing the starlight gathered from the stars in the sky with the other.

The shabby boat was shaking, and the old man who looked like a fisherman on it seemed like he was about to fall, but he stabilized on the edge of falling. The power of his hunched body became more and more terrifying, and his eyes became gradually more vicious.

He was really a little angry. After lying dormant for so many years, he was made so embarrassed by a junior today. If he was not afraid of the guys in the God Realm, he really wanted to burst out with his true cultivation and slap the little guy in front of him to death with a palm.

The appearance of Tianding was beyond his expectations, and forced him to burst out with stronger cultivation in advance to deal with it.

The fighting power of Lord Huo Ze is comparable to that of the Immortal God, and with the Heavenly Cauldron, one of the Nine Cauldrons, who can compete with him if Lord Tian Ze does not come out?
In order to block the previous attack, he had already exerted all his strength.

Of course, it’s just the total spiritual power cultivation.

"Hot God, now that things have come to this, why don't you retreat?"

There was some anger in his voice, and the gods of the Temple of Destiny who were watching the battle from afar became a little worried. Although the Heavenly Cauldron was powerful and could double the combat power of the wielder, could it really cope with an invincible strong man with a spiritual power of the ninety-third level?

After all, the true cultivation realm of Lord Huo Ze is only the middle stage of the Immortal Boundless Realm, and his mental power is only at the 91st level.

Feng Caiyi felt a great pang of pain in her heart. After witnessing the supreme power of the Lord of the God-Falling Island a hundred thousand years ago, it was really hard for her to think of any reason why Lord Huoze could have a chance of winning if he continued to fight.

"He still refuses to retreat. Is he trying to borrow the power of the Snow Region Star Sea Divine Army?"

As she expected, the next moment, figures wrapped in dark light walked out of the Gate of Disaster. Each figure exuded divine spiritual fluctuations, and there were nearly three thousand of them.

There are nearly three thousand gods. Even the Ten Clans of Hell and the Temple of Destiny may not be able to mobilize so many gods at once, let alone gather them into an army.

This is the last divine army of the Middle Ages and the swan song of an era!

Three thousand Snow Region Star Sea Divine Army stood in formation. The female commander transformed by the Time Ice Silkworm stood in front of the army formation, emitting an indestructible and infinite fluctuation of cultivation. Among the dark light figures behind her, there were vaguely dozens of Stone Clan warriors wearing the Dark Clan's divine armor. These Stone Clan warriors did not stand out, but perfectly integrated into the army formation of the Snow Region Star Sea Divine Army. The Time Ice Silkworm was the commander-in-chief, and they were the generals, and each of them had a good cultivation.

Lord Huo Ze held up the Heavenly Tripod in one hand, and a military flag appeared in his other hand. This was the banner of the Snowland Star Sea Divine Army. The original flag bearer was Kong Yinxue, but now it temporarily became him.

He raised his eyes to look at the Star Sea Fisherman, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes, forcing the Corpse Nightmare to burst out with the cultivation of the Heavenly Venerable level. The purpose of this battle had been achieved.

The ninety-second and ninety-third levels of mental power seem to be only one level apart, but their influence on the overall situation of the universe is worlds apart.

The power of one person at the Tianzun level is enough to change the direction of a war between gods. It can be said that from now on, as long as the Star Sea Fisherman remains in the neutral place of Xingtian Cliff, Heaven and Hell will not dare to fight.

A three-legged tripod is the most stable structure.

With the power of the Snow Star Sea Divine Army and the Heavenly Cauldron added to him, the Lord of Disaster felt a little unsatisfied. What if he could force the Corpse Nightmare to burst out with even more powerful combat power, to the peak of the Heavenly Venerate, or even to the Half-Ancestor?

It would be difficult to start a battle between Heaven and Hell.

However, after seeing the gloomy face of Corpse Nightmare, Lord Huo Ze gave up the idea of ​​continuing to force him. If he really pushed this old guy into a corner, he would burst out with the cultivation of the ancestor, leading to the end of the God Realm, and the situation would be completely out of control.

It's time to stop here.

As the gods gazed at the starry battlefield, a divine sound that resounded throughout the universe suddenly rang out from Xinghuantian.

"Old fisherman, let me help you!"

(End of this chapter)