From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 217: Cutting Off with One Strike
You Ming's will was strong. In an instant, a phantom longsword appeared in his mind, and a faint sword sound emanated from his body. All his discomfort disappeared instantly.

However, if an ordinary cultivator were to come here, they would probably lose all five senses as soon as they stepped inside, becoming completely at the mercy of others.

If we're talking about divine status, this [White Bone Mother] is at the eighth rank or at least the seventh rank.

In terms of strength, he is probably only comparable to a [Mysterious Light] cultivator at best.

However, the power system of deities differs from that of cultivators. By leveraging terrain, believers, and divine authority, they often become extremely difficult to deal with.

The difficulty here doesn't lie in increased combat power, but rather in being hard to kill and hard to find.

Therefore, generally speaking, few people equate the divine path rank with the immortal path realm.

It is difficult to compare the combat capabilities of the two sides under different circumstances.

Who is stronger and who is weaker can only be determined through a fight.

You Ming looked up and saw that the entire divine realm seemed to be shrouded in a huge white gauze curtain, like a banner or a tattered mosquito net in an old house, carrying an air of decay and drowsiness.

"Kakakaka."

The bones of countless infants lie scattered in the valley, withered and white, yet shimmering with an eerie blue phosphorescence. They seem to be struggling slightly, as if endlessly repeating the scene of being brutally murdered in their previous lives.

A chilling wind blew by, passing through the gaps between the bones, and it seemed as if there were faint cries, chilling to the bone.

An old woman in front of the temple gate slowly turned around, her face kind, but her eyes empty.

She held an unstitched infant corpse in her arms, murmuring softly:

"My child, my child... don't cry... Mother will take you back to your dreams..."

Her voice carried a hint of melancholy and sorrow, a sorrow that would pierce to your very bones.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

However, You Ming's willpower was as high as 5 points, and he was also protected by the [Breaking Illusion Sword Chapter], so this bit of bewitching power did not shake him in the slightest.

He even felt a sneer as he looked at the other party's pretentious and bewitching tricks.

You Ming simply looked calmly ahead, and in an instant, the surrounding space changed drastically.

There was no surge of spiritual energy, nor any thunderous roar.

But suddenly the entire divine realm began to tremble.

A beam of light that reached the heavens and the earth suddenly appeared, and the void before them seemed to ripple and spread continuously.

With a single swipe of the blade, the gray-white sky was easily torn apart, as if it were paper soaked in water.

At this moment, the cries of infant spirits and the soothing songs of loving mothers all ceased.

The White Bone Mother finally sensed something was wrong. She stiffly raised her head, her eyes flashing with resentment and madness.

But there was little fear.

Because the minds of these alien gods have long been corrupted by the desires of living beings, they are more like instincts driving the rules of the divine way.

Countless skeletons on the ground, as well as the White Bone Mother herself, were crawling towards You Ming's direction.

This scene is truly terrifying; it seems as if the entire world's malice is against you. A person with a weak mind would probably have already collapsed at this moment.

"Chaoshen breaks delusion!"

You Ming uttered two words softly, and the water blade suspended in the void suddenly burst forth with countless smaller and denser water lines. Although these water lines were much smaller, each one contained the power of destruction and a faint, sharp edge.

Space was torn apart first, like paper burning and charring; the white bones shattered instantly, like snow turning to dust.

Before the White Bone Mother could utter a single scream, she was pierced through by dozens of turbulent currents and turned into a honeycomb.

Within five breaths, the entire divine realm was instantly annihilated, as if thrown into a giant meat grinder, leaving nothing behind!
Silently, everything is being severed.

You Ming raised his head, and through the dilapidated divine realm, he could already see the starry sky outside.

His mind was calm, without any disturbance.

"Click."

The temple in the divine realm was forcibly torn apart by a water blade, and then the statues of the gods inside were also torn apart by a fine force in an instant, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The statue of the Old Mother Goddess shattered like porcelain, and the scattered bones on the ground seemed to have lost their power and flowed away, causing the divine realm to become unbalanced.

However, You Ming showed no sign of letting up. Instead, he exerted all his strength to continue using the [Supreme Cave Abyss Chaotic God Technique], striving to annihilate the entire alien god so that it could never be resurrected.

“You Ming, it’s a bit troublesome to completely eliminate these alien gods. Ordinary methods are ineffective against them. I’ll handle the rest.”

In the void, the City God and the River God also flew over and hovered not far away.

The City God was also surprised by how fast You Ming acted. They had just been preparing to watch the show when You Ming had already shattered the opponent's divine domain.

Even though the City God and the River God had been promoted to the sixth rank, they felt that You Ming's strength seemed to be growing.

After the White Bone Temple collapsed, wisps of white mist lingered among the ruins, like vengeful spirits that refused to leave. You Ming tried to kill it completely with his water blade countless times, but he still couldn't kill it.

That's how it is with the Shinto. At most, gods lose their memories and divine positions, but as long as faith continues, it's very difficult for them to truly die.

"The objects worshipped in this temple are evil and heretical, misleading the minds and souls of living beings and corrupting human relationships. Therefore, in accordance with the laws of the human world, its halls are sealed, its spirits are forbidden, and it shall never be rebuilt!"

The City God looked at the wisp of white mist, his expression turned solemn, and then he held the Golden Ruler for Suppressing Evil and swung it down from the void.

In an instant, golden runes appeared in the void—soul-suppressing, evil-sealing, sin-severing, and thought-severing runes—falling down and connecting to form chains in the void.

The world fell silent, as if only countless low chanting sounds remained.

This method is precisely the [Forbidden God Altar].

As the chanting reached its end, the City God plunged the golden ruler in his hand upside down into the ground. The heavens and earth trembled violently, and a ten-zhang-tall prison-suppressing talisman shot into the sky from the top of the golden ruler, imprinting itself on the white mist in the void.

The White Bone Mother suddenly let out a shrill cry, and countless ghostly figures struggled in the void within the temple. The infant's cry turned into a roar, then into maniacal laughter, and finally into curses.

But no matter how hard they tried, they were powerless to break through that suppressing talisman.

Gradually, the golden ruler suddenly took root at its four corners and formed seals on all eight sides. The originally scattered divine power was tightly bound and compressed into a black bronze sealing cauldron in an instant, which then fell heavily into the depths of the earth's veins.

With the long-term cleansing effect of the earth's foul energy, this alien god will eventually be completely worn down and killed.

Moreover, the alien gods were born from this land, and after their complete death, they would disperse everything around them and return it to the earth.

It is conceivable that in a few years, this area will burst forth with vitality, accommodating enough people to live and multiply.

You Ming raised his head and quietly withdrew all his magic power and killing intent.

Even if the White Bone Mother unleashed her full power, the gap between her and You Ming's strength was too great; You Ming didn't even have to exert much effort.

(End of this chapter)