The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 121: The Battle between the God of Misfortune and the God of No Way

The divine voice is upright and peaceful, not vicissitudes of life, and exudes a strong vitality.

As the divine sound spread, the rules of truth within Xinghuantian manifested themselves, converging into a divine light of truth that shot up into the sky, breaking the separation between starlight and destiny, and forcibly intervening to become the third force.

The same sacred and supreme aura spread around the starry sky, similar to the Tianding, but completely different.

That is the power of truth.

Wherever he looked, he saw the Lord of No Way stepping on the Hong Ding, walking step by step from Xinghuantian along the pillar of divine light formed by the rules of truth, and in the blink of an eye he had arrived at the battlefield.

The demon corpse of Shangzu, who was just standing by, had a slightly changed expression when he saw this. It seemed that among the countless powerful men from Heaven who came to Xinghuantian this time, there didn't seem to be the Lord of No Way, so why did he come too?

On that day, the residual soul of the Emperor of Truth revived, and the divine power of the ancestor shocked the three realms and nine paths. The fact that the Hong Ding was passed to the Lord of No Way was known to the world. Now, seeing him coming on the Hong Ding, the gods of the Temple of Destiny were not surprised.

Except for the ferocious God, whose eyes were bloodshot.

That was originally his treasure, and it even contained a furnace of magical pills, which were the precious medicine he used to achieve immortality.

Feng Caiyi narrowed his eyes slightly. He had expected this a long time ago. Since the Heavenly Court came to support Xing Huantian, it was impossible that only Shang Zu came. There must be one or two top-level powerhouses at the peak of the Immortal Boundless level.

She thought of Patriarch Chongming, the Master of the Five Elements Temple, and even the ancient god Pan Yuan who had long since passed away from the world, but she did not expect that the one who would come was the Lord of the Unrighteousness of the Temple of Truth, who was as evil as the Lord of Huo Ze.

It is said that Xu Fengjin fell into his hands. Whether Patriarch Chongming really killed the God of Fulu is still controversial, but it is certain that the God of Wudao suppressed Xu Fengjin.

Feng Caiyi could clearly feel that the fighting spirit and murderous intent of the gods in the Temple of Destiny behind her became several times stronger the moment Lord Wudao appeared.

With the support of the Snow Star Sea Divine Army and the unrivaled God of Disaster, they have nothing to fear.

As if he had sensed the will of many monks in the Temple of Destiny, after the Lord of No Way appeared, the Lord of Disaster decisively abandoned the Star Sea Fisherman, leaving the Snow Region Star Sea Divine Army as a distraction, while he himself lifted the Heavenly Tripod and took the initiative to attack him.

Truth has no way, fate has no choice.

The two men who had been suppressing the world's geniuses for five epochs were confronting each other head-on at this moment.

It is not only a duel between two legendary geniuses, but also a collision between Tian Ding and Hong Ding, two of the Nine Dings.

With just one fight, millions of miles of void were easily annihilated, forming a large area of ​​nothingness in the void. Both the two men and their tripods burst out with infinite divine light, and penetrated from the real world into the world of nothingness.

The eyes of the spectators were filled with amazement, and they all felt that they were witnessing a rare spectacle in the universe.

From the world of nothingness, there was a constant sound of the confrontation between the two eternal ways, as if the two ancient ancestors were fighting each other from a distance.

The Star Sea Fisherman looked at the two people fighting in the world of nothingness with a gloomy expression. In this era, there are really many outstanding people. Not to mention Haotian, Angry God, Fengdu Emperor, Tianmu and others, in his opinion, the two people who are fighting in front of him have the potential to challenge the ancestor in the future.

"Interesting. I originally thought the person behind the death of Lord Fu Lu was heading for the Temple of Destiny, but now it seems they're targeting me. What exactly revealed the flaw that caused people to doubt my identity? And who was the person who tried to test me?"

The Starry Sea Fisherman thought to himself that he had the support of the Underworld Ancestor and claimed to be one of the chess players of the universe, but there were only a few people who were qualified to play chess with him.

"Is it the Eternal True Lord? Or the immortal being from the God Realm? Or is it Bai Yuan who is still alive after death, or is it my old friend?"

The confrontation in the world of nothingness ended in a draw. Lord Wudao and Lord Huoze were indeed the "peerless duo". Even after five epochs had passed, the two fought again at their peak and with the help of the Nine Cauldrons, neither could defeat the other in a short period of time.

Two streams of light flew out from the world of nothingness, one landed in front of Feng Caiyi and Xiong Hai Shenzun, and the other landed next to Shang Zu's demon corpse and the old drunkard.

The white robe of the Unrighteous Lord fluttered in the wind, and he smiled at the gods of the Temple of Destiny with a certain carefreeness. "Among the gods of destiny, only Xu Feng Jin and Huo Ze Er can be called heroes. The God of Wrath can also be considered half a hero. The rest are just putting their heads up for sale."

"Huo Ze, with me here today, the Temple of Destiny cannot defeat Xing Huantian. If you don't retreat now, when will you retreat?"

Beside the Lord of Disaster, Feng Caiyi's eyes were burning with rage, and she wished she could rush forward and kill him alone, but she had some self-knowledge after all, so she could only leave behind her resentment and turn her gaze towards the Lord of Disaster.

Unconsciously, even without realizing it herself, she had become accustomed to being led by the man beside her when making important decisions.

The God of Fierceness sighed inwardly. Judging from the current situation, today's battle might end here. The God of Disaster's skills were amazing, but the God of No Justice was not weak either.

This battle brought fame to the Star Sea Angler, the Disaster God, and the Unrighteous God. While this wasn't necessarily a bad thing for Heaven, Xing Huantian, and the Temple of Destiny, it wasn't a good thing from the perspective of the Quantum Organization's Quantum Lord. Heaven and Hell remained the two poles of the universe, but with the Star Sea Angler revealing his ninety-third-order spiritual power, the addition of Xing Huantian, Xingtian Cliff, and the Hundred Clans Royal City had already begun to shape the emergence of a third pole.

In a bipolar structure, the two strongest powers will naturally fight to the death, but in a three-way balance of power, no matter who wants to take action, there are too many more factors to consider.

"It is an inevitable trend for Hell to overthrow Heaven. Wudao, Old Fisherman, you can stop it for a while, but you can't stop it forever. Wait until Yin Xuetian comes out of seclusion and Banzu knocks on the gate. Then I wonder who in Heaven and the Ten Thousand Worlds can stop it!"

"Lord of Death, Lord of Fear, order the entire army to retreat!"

The voice of Lord Huo Ze was icy cold, and carried a chilling murderous intent to anyone who heard it.

In this battle, he chose to retreat, but no one thought he was a loser. How could a powerful being who controlled the Tianding and was at the level of Douzun Tianzun be a loser?

With his order, the Snow Star Sea Divine Army retreated along with the army of the Temple of Destiny. Shi Zu, who had been watching the battle from a distance, had a deep look in his eyes. Without saying much, he just took the seriously injured Huang Tian and headed towards the Hell Realm.

The gods of the Temple of Destiny retreated, and only four people remained in the starry sky: Lord Wudao, the Demon Corpse of Shangzu, the Old Drunkard, and the Starry Sea Fisherman.

Without the threat of death, the old drunkard's face brightened considerably. He half-jokingly said, "Old Fisherman, you truly are a hidden talent. Your spiritual power has actually reached the ninety-third level. From today on, your title as the most powerful spiritual being in the universe is undisputed."

The Xinghai fisherman's face was not very good, and he was not friendly to the old drunkard.

"My cultivation is only my trump card when it's hidden. Now it's exposed. The next time someone wants to attack me, the enemy will be even more difficult to deal with. And you can still laugh."

"How many people want to be the best in the world, old fisherman, it's a good thing to break through the realm of cultivation, so why hide it? Looking around the world, except for the Lord of the God-Falling Island a hundred thousand years ago, no one has reached this level of spiritual power for a long time, right?" The God of No Justice, Chen Ping, chuckled.

As soon as he spoke, the old drunkard and the Star Sea angler both grew serious. The latter said solemnly, "Thank you, Lord Wudao, for your help today. Lord Huoze and the Snow Region Star Sea Divine Army have joined forces. Even if I had the ninety-third level of spiritual power, I wouldn't be sure of victory."

The old drunkard also bowed and said, "Thank you very much!"

"However, Xing Huantian has its own rules. I have established them a hundred thousand years ago. No one can enter. Lord Wudao, Shang Da Huzi, now that the Temple of Destiny has withdrawn, please leave as well."

The Shangzu Demon Corpse snorted coldly, "Old drunkard, if it weren't for the intervention of the Unrighteous Divine Lord, Xing Huantian would have been reduced to a scorched earth today. Why, now that the powerful enemy has retreated, are you turning your back on me?"

"How dare I treat you two as donkeys? You two are the best among men. The Xinghuan Temple is too small to accommodate two big Buddhas." The old drunkard did not give in at all.

The Shangzu Demon Corpse narrowed its eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "I can retreat, but I have to take someone with me. My son Duotian died at the hands of Huangtian. Since that foolish woman Yu Baiwei was his queen, she should be buried with him. Today, I will take her away."

Upon hearing this, the old drunkard suddenly burst out with terrifying power, as if he was about to take action at the next moment.

"Shang Da Huzi, are you looking for death?"

"Hmph, the remnants of the anti-god clan will be killed by both heaven and hell. Keeping her for a hundred thousand years is already a blessing from me. If you don't let me take her away, the news that the remnants of the anti-god clan are in Xinghuantian will spread throughout the universe today." Shang Zu said.

"you dare!"

The old drunkard's mental power spread out and enveloped the Shangzu Demon Corpse. The Shangzu Demon Corpse was also unwilling to be outdone, holding up the Immortal Order Field, and it seemed that it would fight with the old drunkard if they had a disagreement.

"Alright, Jiu Tian, ​​calm down."

Chen Ping suddenly spoke, breaking the confrontation between the two with the powerful Shinto rules.

He pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly, "I also know a thing or two about the rebellious race. It's absurd that those who rebel against God will be punished by God. Even after a hundred thousand years, those who still regard this as a golden rule are truly despicable. The Temple of Truth originated from the Great Emperor of Truth, the ancestor of the Holy Race. The connection between the Holy Race and the Temple of Truth is more than just deep.

Today, I am here to declare that anyone who dares to attack the descendants of the Saint Clan will be an enemy of me, Chen Wudao, and the Temple of Truth, and I will make him taste the power of the Hong Ding."

These words shocked the Shangzu Demon Corpse, moved the old drunkard, and even the Star Sea Fisherman couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

In the past hundred thousand years, the one who dared to endorse the Anti-God Clan was the Lord Wudao, the first one besides the Old Drunkard, the descendant of the Saint Clan and the youngest son of the Anti-God Heavenly Lord.

"Lord Wudao, you..." The old drunkard was choked with sobs. As super powers at the top of the universe, they naturally knew what happened a hundred thousand years ago. Who stood at the forefront, who made the greatest sacrifice, and who single-handedly created the Heavenly Palace and stabilized the myriad worlds.

They are all members of the Saint Clan, but what is the final outcome of the Saint Clan that has paid endless blood and tears?
Today, someone is finally willing to stand up and clear the name of the Holy Clan.

(End of this chapter)