The fireball instantly enveloped the two golden rays.

The golden light seemed to follow some kind of rule; even when a missile hit it, it wouldn't shake.

But this time, they encountered a nuclear bomb.

The intense heat of tens of millions of degrees, along with the shockwaves that could push aside clouds for hundreds of miles, slammed into the golden light.

If the power is strong enough, even the rules of Heaven can be torn apart.

The golden light cracked little by little.

"No!"

The late emperor only had time to utter this one word before his voice abruptly stopped.

The father and son couldn't even let out a complete scream before they were burned to ashes in the fireball, leaving not a trace.

The golden light that guided them gradually faded and dispersed in the air.

After a moment, the enormous heavenly gate slowly faded away and disappeared into the blue sky, as if it had never existed.

At the top of the mountain, all twelve women looked up at the sky.

Qingzhu asked in a daze:

"Dead?"

Su Yue let out a long breath:

"He should be dead by now."

Yan Ci's voice trembled:

"He can even blow up people who have ascended to heaven. Is there anything he can't do?"

High in the sky, Chen Mo stood suspended in mid-air, quietly gazing at the empty horizon.

The lives of thirteen villagers were to be repaid with the lives of the reigning emperor and two previous emperors.

We promised to exterminate the entire clan, how could we go back on our word!

The fleeing soldier looked up, staring blankly at the sky.

A soldier knelt on the ground, repeatedly muttering this phrase.

Blood was flowing from his ears, which had dried into two black scars.

He didn't even realize that his ear was bleeding.

"The world is going to explode! The world is going to explode!"

No one laughed at him.

Because a truly enormous hole had appeared in the sky.

The cave is hundreds of miles wide, and all the clouds inside have been cleared away.


The silence was eerily profound; a full incense stick's time passed without a sound.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of crying erupted.

"My God! What is that thing?!"

"My God! A hole has been blown in the sky!"

"Where is the Emperor?! Have the Emperor and the others entered the Heavenly Gate?!"

No one answered.

Everyone was looking up at the sky.

The two golden beams that were just hanging in the sky have both disappeared.

The Heavenly Gate gradually faded until it was no longer visible.

"They're inside!"

Some people are deceiving themselves.

"The Emperor and the others are the Sons of Heaven! They must have ascended to heaven!"

"Go in my ass!"

An old soldier roared, his eyes bloodshot.

"Didn't you see that fireball? Both golden beams were engulfed!"

"Perhaps...perhaps the golden light dissipated after the Emperor and his entourage entered..."

"Are you stupid?!"

The veteran's voice cracked from shouting.

"If the person has entered the gate, how could the Heavenly Gate have disintegrated? The gate of reception has disappeared, and the person hasn't even entered. So where is the person?!"

No one dared to answer this question.

Where are the people?

The person was inside that fireball.

The veteran collapsed to the ground, not even noticing his pants were soaked.

He was trembling as he muttered to himself.

"Even the golden light of ascension couldn't protect them... That was the Heavenly Dao's guidance... Even the Heavenly Dao's golden light was blasted apart..."

"I saw it... that iron pillar was spewing fire, flying up from the mountaintop and chasing after the Emperor and his entourage..."

"It belongs to Zhang Deshuai! It's his stuff!"

That statement is more terrifying than thunder from the sky.

If the gods are angry, at least give a reason.

His ideas are unreasonable.

He can release it whenever he wants.

He can point it at whomever he wants.

Someone was yelling at the top of their lungs.

"Mother! Who are we fighting against?!"

"Run! Run!"

After running for more than ten miles, someone stopped and frantically began tearing off his armor.

"What are you doing!"

"Take it all off! Take it all off!"

The man's eyes were bloodshot.

"Do you want people to recognize you as a soldier from Da Yuan?!"

One sentence enlightened everyone.

Armor and weapons were lost along the way.

The Dayuan army flag, which was stuck upside down in the ground, was trampled into the mud.

Starting tomorrow, the name Zhang Deshuai will be known throughout the Great Yuan Dynasty, and no one will dare to pronounce his name aloud.

Chen Mo landed on the platform at the top of the mountain.

The cheers stopped abruptly.

Everyone was looking at him, and everyone's eyes were sparkling.

Shangguan Hong went to greet her:

"Young master, what's next...?"

Chen Mo said calmly.

"The emperor is dead, but the royal family still exists. The promise of exterminating the entire clan must be kept; not a single one can be spared."

"However, you need to improve your strength."

Over the next year, Chen Mo selected a batch of martial arts techniques and recorded them all as videos.

Large screens and sound systems were added to various training grounds, and the music was played on a loop every day.

The Shennong Sect has 100,000 disciples who cultivate by following the instructions on the screen every day.

A single shout of a move on the screen would cause 100,000 disciples to move accordingly.

The elixirs within the cult are supplied in unlimited quantities.

Each disciple receives a copy, which is distributed on time every month without fail.

You can learn top-tier cultivation techniques at will, and consume cultivation pills freely.

You won't find another place as good as this in the whole world.

After a year of cultivation, the overall strength of the Shennong Sect underwent a complete transformation.

All the elders have reached the Grandmaster level, some at the initial stage and some at the intermediate stage.

Wang Fucheng reached the late stage of Grandmaster, while Zhao Shouan was at the early stage of Grandmaster.

The entire sect now has several hundred more grandmasters.

Among the 100,000 ordinary disciples, even the weakest among them is at the Qi Control Realm.

Just a year ago, those at the Qi Control Realm were already considered key members of the sect, capable of shouldering great responsibilities.

But now, disciples at the Qi Control Realm are only fit to guard the gate.

The women around Chen Mo were all diligently cultivating, and none of them slacked off.

Shangguan Hong suppressed her cultivation level, and she and Xu Wanqing were both at the half-step Xiantian level, while the remaining ten were all at the late stage of Grandmaster.

In the year that the Shennong Sect grew rapidly stronger, the entire world was thrown into complete chaos.

All three emperors of Dayuan died tragically, and the million-strong army was completely routed.

Throughout the country, people carved out their own territories and declared themselves kings, and war raged everywhere.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Shangguan Hong personally took command, with twelve women leading the troops together, and the Shennong Sect officially emerged from the mountains to wage war.

Hundreds of grandmasters led the charge, followed by grandmasters from all walks of life to maintain order, and two half-step innate experts were also present.

With a lineup like that, no one can stop them.

Wherever the Shennong Sect's flag was planted, the cities there would immediately surrender without daring to resist.

In just a few months, the Dayuan Dynasty, which had existed for many years, was completely destroyed.

On the day the capital was captured, not a single member of the royal family escaped; they were all executed.

Amidst the tumultuous war raging outside, Chen Mo remained completely oblivious to everything.

But he was never idle.

Every time the Shennong Sect conquered a city or territory, they would confiscate all the local martial arts techniques and cultivation manuals and return them to him.

Whether it's the signature techniques of major sects, the secret skills passed down only by aristocratic families, or the unique abilities of independent cultivators, nothing is omitted.

After the capital was captured, the armory in the palace was completely emptied, and it even contained a number of low-level Heaven-rank martial arts techniques.

Chen Mo spent his days grinding for proficiency, moving on to the next skill once he reached the highest level.

Each time you complete a level, your attributes will increase significantly.

Over the course of a full year, he mastered almost all the martial arts techniques of the Great Abyss Dynasty, from third-rate to heavenly-level, to the highest level.

The results were very satisfactory.

A year ago, his strength was only 400,000 jin.

A year later, his strength exceeded five million jin.

The "Two Elements True Scripture" operates on its own day and night, so there is no need for deliberate meditation and arduous cultivation; one's cultivation level increases steadily.

His cultivation level has reached the half-step innate realm, and he is about to break through to the innate realm.

Now, he is only a thin layer of paper away from breaking through the final threshold.

Chen Mo knew very well that he wouldn't be able to stay in this world for much longer.

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