The gods descend into reality

However, when trying to dodge Nero's attacks, they are always a beat too slow.

The warriors of the Wushen Jue Palace fell one by one.

In the end, they were afraid.

Humans are not machines; humans have emotions and desires, and naturally, they also experience fear.

"Charge! What are you all doing backing down?"

The god shouted, but no one obeyed his orders. If they retreated, they might die later; if they went now, they would die immediately. They weighed their options carefully.

"Ha, I originally thought you were a hero of the region, but now it seems you're nothing special. In that case—"

With a swing of his sword, the flames on the Primordial Flame surged with Nero's emotions, transforming into a towering pillar of fire.

"Boom!"

Like a falling meteor, it exploded instantly, leaving no trace of the divine.

Chapter 14 Returning to the Real World

The calamity fire fell from the sky, and a violent explosion occurred instantly where there was no god.

The whole world seemed to have turned into a world of flames at that moment, and everyone stared in stunned silence at the scene.

Even though I've been shocked countless times today, seeing such a magnificent scene still fills me with awe. It's simply beyond human power. If this attack were directed at my own sect...

The entire mountain gate will likely be destroyed as a result.

For a moment, everyone looked at the red-clad figure as if she were a ghost or a deity.

Not only these people, but even Wuming looked at Nero with a face full of fear.

The myriad swords flying around him trembled slightly.

Although I knew from the first moment I saw her that the girl named Nero was no ordinary person, this move was just too amazing!

Wuming pondered whether he could withstand the attack if he went all out.

But Wuming realized that he didn't know if he could take on the task.

The systems are too different. Only by fighting can we know which is stronger. Wuming shook his head and chuckled.

At least they won't become enemies.

"The Palace Master... the Palace Master is dead?!"

Only at this moment did the people of the Godless Palace seem to accept the fact that their palace master was dead.

The faith in my heart collapsed at that moment.

Logically speaking, they should all rush forward now to avenge Jue Wushen.

but--

I glanced at that red figure, which seemed like a demon.

The devastating scene just now seemed so vivid in my mind. If I had dared to rush up, there would have been no other outcome but being burned to death.

Trying to run away!

I looked around at this strange space.

Where could they possibly run off to?!

"Kill them! Kill those brats from the Godless Palace!"

Someone shouted.

In an instant, the entire martial arts world of the Central Plains sprang into action.

The battle began the instant the shout was uttered.

Blood stained the golden theater of Rome at this moment. National hatred and personal grievances, coupled with so much torture over such a long period of time, had turned these martial arts practitioners into almost beasts that would devour anyone they could.

Previously, due to the suppression by the godless, this hatred, though present, could not be expressed.

At this moment, with the death of Wushen, the hatred, like a wild beast unleashed, began to devour everyone in the Wushen Palace.

The battle on the field was almost a one-sided massacre from the very beginning.

Although the martial arts masters in the Central Plains had not fully recovered their cultivation and were mostly in a weak state, their morale was high at this moment, and they showed extraordinary fighting power as they fought to the death.

Conversely, the group from the Godless Palace on the other side, though numerous, were mostly in good condition.

However, the death of Godless dealt a huge blow to morale. Coupled with Nameless and Nero watching from the sidelines, they dared not linger in battle and were more eager to find an opportunity to escape this strange place.

But precisely because of this, they were repeatedly defeated and their momentum collapsed.

This was a massacre, a massacre of the Wushen Jue Palace by the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

Wuming glanced at the battlefield, a look of pity flashing in his eyes.

He wanted to say something, but then he let out a deep sigh.

At this moment, the martial arts world of the Central Plains truly needed a massacre to vent their anger, and even I had no reason to say anything to stop the martial arts community from seeking revenge.

"Player, how was it? Was my dance move impressive?"

The sudden sound made Wuming immediately focus his attention on Nero and Xiao Se. Compared to all this, the matter of these two was more important!

At this moment, Nero looked at Xiao Se with her watery eyes, and the ahoge on her head swayed constantly as if it were alive.

At this moment, Nero was nowhere near the domineering presence he had displayed when he annihilated Zetsu. Instead, he resembled a cat waiting for its master's praise. This stark contrast was something no one could easily adjust to in a short time.

"Yes, this is the best sword dance I've ever seen. Nero is the best, and I like Nero the most!"

Xiao Se naturally wouldn't hold back his praise at this moment.

"Mmm, mmm, I love the player the most too!"

Nero's eyes narrowed into slits, and she spun around triumphantly, her red dress swirling around like a blooming rose.

Although he had only known Xiao Se for a short time, Nero felt a strange yet familiar feeling about him, which made him openly express his feelings.

The girl in white watched the two men uttering shameless words, her face inexplicably flushing red. She glared at them and then reverted to her aloof demeanor.

"Nameless Senior!"

"Nameless Senior!"

As they were talking, the battle in the arena gradually came to an end.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun approached Wuming respectfully.

Wuming nodded to the two of them.

"Nameless seniors, who are they? And where did you go before?"

Nie Feng stepped forward and asked, a hint of worry showing on his face.

After all, that girl in red was simply too strong, so strong that even Jue Wushen was no match for her.

If it is evil, then who in the whole world can stop it?

“Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun,” Wuming said.

"The power of wind and clouds combined to form the immeasurable power of Maha is incomparably strong. You two have not yet comprehended it, otherwise, Absolute God would definitely not be a match for you two." Wuming said, and Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun nodded in understanding.

At the moment of the decisive battle, although the combined power of wind and clouds, the boundless power of Maha was not used.

However, at the moment the two combined, they touched a trace of the power of Maha. Even this little bit of Maha power almost shattered Jue Wushen's indestructible golden body. If Jue Wushen could fully unleash the power of Maha Wuliang, he would naturally be no match for them.

"From now on, the safety of the Central Plains martial arts world will rest on the shoulders of the two of you." Before the two could speak again, Wuming continued.

"Senior, aren't you still here in this world? You—"

"I'm probably tired of the hustle and bustle of the mortal world."

"gone!"

Before Wuming could finish speaking, Xiao Se shouted at him.

The next moment, the figures of Wuming, Xiaose, Nero, and the woman in white instantly transformed into a beam of light and disappeared.

"Where...where is everyone?!"

The others present stared blankly at the scene before them.

Is it really the bliss of ascension?

"Are these people really not ordinary people?!"

Bu Jingyun's throat was a little dry.

Nie Feng remained silent. Even if he had some doubts, what he had just witnessed left him speechless.

"Amazing! I knew they must be immortals!"

"The legend of martial arts has truly ascended!"

......

Behind them came the enthusiastic shouts of martial arts practitioners.

It turns out that martial arts at their peak truly are—

It can communicate with the gods!

Does this mean that if we practice our skills diligently, we might also have the possibility of becoming immortals or gods in the future?

"Boom~"

As Nero departed, the Golden Theater slowly receded, revealing the original dungeon scene, which further convinced the martial arts practitioners present of their previous suspicions.

Chapter 15 I am an artist who rivals Apollo!

It wasn't until Nero's Golden Theater completely disappeared that Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun finally came to their senses.

"Junior Brother Feng, do you think there really are immortals in this world?"

As he asked the question once more, an unparalleled fervor flashed in Bu Jingyun's eyes.

Bu Jingyun's life can be described as tragic. His adoptive parents were wiped out by the World Society, and he could only recognize the enemy as his master and wait for an opportunity to take revenge. The woman he loved also died, and he could only use the Ice Soul to preserve her body from decay.

Everyone claims to be the God of Death who never cries.

But who knows that it's not that I don't cry, it's just that I've cried all my tears and can't cry anymore.