God of Pets

Chapter 997 You Have No Roots

The energy of the Big Bang was fleeting, vanishing into nothingness.

Jiang Qiemo's figure reappeared, hovering in the air and facing the Netherworld Emperor across the void.

The Netherworld Emperor wore a white dress, and a wound appeared on his left shoulder, revealing the smooth, jade-like skin beneath the dress.

A thin, thread-like wound appeared on her cheek, from which blood was seeping out.

The Netherworld Emperor stretched out his finger and wiped his cheek, then looked at the blood on his finger, his pupils narrowing slightly.

Looking up at Jiang Qiemo opposite her, she said coldly, "Besides the Soul Devourer God, you are the second person in this world who can hurt me."

“There will be many more people like me in the future.” Jiang Qiemo turned to look at the others, his gaze firm and powerful, but his figure flew up like dust, and soon his whole body turned to ashes.

"Qiemo!" Jiang Tianqing spat out a mouthful of blood.

From childhood to adulthood, the person who spent the most time with Jiang Qiemo was actually him; even his parents didn't spend as much time with him.

Jiang Tianqing had always regarded Jiang Qiemo as his own younger brother, and now that Jiang Qiemo had died, no one was more heartbroken than him.

Jiang Tianqing, who had just been injured, wanted to rush forward and fight the Netherworld Emperor to the death, even though he knew he was no match for him, even though he knew that he would never come back. But he could not control his legs, nor could he control his grief and anger.

“Jiang Tianqing… wait a moment… I’m in a hurry… let me go first…” A burly figure blocked Jiang Tianqing’s way.

"Xiu Jieming?" Jiang Tianqing was slightly taken aback as he looked at the broad back.

Xiu Jieming didn't say much. His vital energy surged, and his pace toward the Sky Garden quickened until he finally leaped up, his entire body bursting with unparalleled energy, as if his physical body had traversed time and space, and he arrived in front of the Netherworld Emperor.

He forcefully pushed aside the surging aura of the underworld, tearing through the void, and punched towards the Underworld Emperor.

His body radiated a dazzling divine light, as flawless and immaculate as the Buddha's physical body, containing not a trace of impurity.

"Xiu Jieming... has achieved physical sainthood... transcending the rules of the universe..." Ji Changsheng sighed as he looked at Xiu Jieming's punch.

Others also noticed something, because no energy or rule in this universe could touch Xiu Jieming's body anymore, as if he had transcended the Three Realms and was no longer within the Five Elements.

But precisely because of this, no one else could help Xiu Jieming, and they could only watch him fight alone.

Returning to one's true nature also entered the fourth stage, allowing Xiu Jieming's physical body to ascend as if in broad daylight, no longer bound by any mortal rules.

This is a punch that propels us to a higher dimension, and it's also a punch unlike any other.

The Netherworld Emperor struck again, meeting Xiu Jieming's punch head-on.

boom!
The fist shattered the void and struck the Netherworld Emperor's soft, boneless palm. The powerful force actually sent the Netherworld Emperor flying backward.

Her figure rubbed against the void, sparks and lightning streaking her way back tens of thousands of miles before finally coming to a stop.

The hand that confronted Xiu Jieming head-on had all five fingers broken and twisted into a bizarre angle.

"Humans... you have exceeded my expectations... it's just a pity..." the Netherworld Emperor said calmly, his fingers twitching slightly before returning to normal.

However, cracks appeared on Xiu Jieming's body, making him look like a crystal statue about to shatter.

Just as the Netherworld Emperor clenched his fists, about to attack Xiu Jieming, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a soul sword radiating brilliant light appeared before his forehead.

The sword of souls pressed against her forehead, as if to pierce her soul. Behind that sword of souls was an even more noble and radiant soul, gripping the hilt of the sword of souls—that was the soul of Bai Xiuyan.

The fourth stage of Heroic Spirits Unsheathed: True cultivation of life and death, using the soul as the power to fight.

Almost at the same time, a knife arrived in front of the Netherworld Emperor and stabbed him in the chest.

That knife looked utterly ordinary, without any energy fluctuations, and it didn't even possess any of the properties of matter itself.

This knife was held in the hand of a woman dressed in golden armor, whose eyes were filled with indifference and hatred.

"Who gave you permission to hurt my elder brother?" Xiu Yingmei stared at the Netherworld Emperor, her hand gripping the knife with increasing force, trying to pierce the Netherworld Emperor's chest. She had already pushed her own power and the fourth stage of Absolute Self to the limit.

The blade pierced through the white robes, slowly penetrating the Netherworld Emperor's chest.

There was no time to answer the Netherworld Emperor. A fist force as powerful as a dragon surged forth like a mighty river, striking the Netherworld Emperor head-on.

The Netherworld Emperor unleashed a torrent of Netherworld energy from his palm, as vast as mountains and as deep as the sea, constantly clashing with the surging fist force. Faced with such terrifying Netherworld power, the fist force showed no signs of weakening; on the contrary, it grew increasingly ferocious.

The fourth stage of the End of the World: At this point, Shulin's punching power is inexhaustible, as if it can last until the end of the world's destruction.

Even the Netherworld Emperor's Netherworld Power could not defeat it.

Terrifying forces pierced through the air, surrounding and killing the Netherworld Emperor.

Inspired by Jiang Qiemo's sacrifice, everyone awakened the fourth stage of their secret state.

Such power has already surpassed the existing rules of the universe, as if it were a cheat code in a game. These subversive powers were so overwhelming that even the Netherworld Emperor could not cope with them for a while, and his body was injured by various strange forces.

The Netherworld Emperor, surrounded and attacked by the crowd, showed no sign of horror on his face; instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Her gaze swept over the crowd, and she said calmly, "You are indeed very strong, even stronger than I imagined. I myself may never have thought that power could be used in this way."

"Unfortunately, you made the same mistake as Jiang Qiemo. You forgot that you are in this universe and are a part of it."

"This world is like a chessboard. No matter how strong you are, you are just a piece in the game. Your power can only be used within the game. And I am the game. No matter how strong you are, what can you do to me?" came the voice of the Netherworld Emperor.

Xiu Yingmei's knife tip, which had been plunged into the Netherworld Emperor's body, was forced out. Duan Shulin's fist power was suppressed by the Netherworld Emperor's palm power. Despite the combined full-force attack of the four secret states of each group, they still could not defeat the Netherworld Emperor.

Even more terrifying was the Netherworld Power that erupted from the Netherworld Emperor, which seemed to have no limit. In an instant, it shattered everyone's power, causing them to be injured and forced to retreat, each spitting out blood.

Even with the combined strength of everyone, they were still unable to contend with the Netherworld Emperor.

Xiu Jieming and the others had considered pouring their power into one person, just like before. However, the power generated by reaching the fourth level of the secret state was barely enough for the human body to withstand. If multiple levels of the fourth level of the secret state were applied to one person, that person's body would collapse directly and would be unable to bear it.

"Do you know where you went wrong?" The Netherworld Emperor coldly looked at the crowd and said, "You were defeated because you had no roots. Your roots are in this world, yet you tried to use the power you drew from this world to destroy it. This is simply impossible. No matter how strong you are, you can never escape this world, let alone defeat me."

Everyone's faces were extremely grim, because they all knew very well that the Netherworld Emperor was right. Their own power came from this world, and no matter how strong they became, they could not defeat the Netherworld Emperor, who was the dark side of the world.

Ultimately, their own power was not strong enough. Even if they had comprehended the fourth stage of the secret state, they were still only fighting by using the rules of the universe. Their own power had not reached the level of the Netherworld Emperor.

"That's not necessarily true." A voice echoed in the void.

Everyone who heard the voice was both surprised and delighted. They all looked up and saw rolling clouds covering the sky. A figure was walking on the clouds, and it was none other than Chen Guan, who had been late.

(End of this chapter)