Origin Paradise!

"Six won't do. I reckon if we all go together, the result will be the same. For the sake of the Divine Court, I urge you all to fight to the death."

A condescending voice descended.

A sacred gate appeared high in the sky.

Six powerful beings of the terrestrial immortal level emerged one after another, all with beast heads and human bodies, exuding a formidable aura.

One is like an ox, representing agriculture and abundance.

One is like a bat, representing secrecy and yin energy.

One is like a rat, representing emptiness, tranquility, and wisdom.

One is like a swallow, signifying danger and migration.

One resemblance to a pig signifies peace and tranquility in the household.

One is like Xie, the Lord is just to judge the crime.

The Twenty-Four Generals of Qinhuai and the Six Immortals of the North descended to the mortal realm.

But just as the six immortals stepped out of the Heavenly Gate...

Jiang He drew his bow and nocked an arrow. The legendary title, "Slay the Saint," took effect, granting a 30% special attack bonus against high-altitude targets.

boom!

The bowstring trembled violently, and at the same time, the Rat Immortal's body exploded, even its soul was annihilated, and its remains fell straight to the ground.

The other five immortals were utterly shocked. They had no time to react when one of their own had been killed. It was absurd that a Golden Peak cultivator possessed such combat power.

"Land quickly!" the female bat fairy cried out in alarm, her yin energy issuing a frantic warning.

Xie Xian made the first move, buying time for the others. When his long sword slashed down, a ten-meter-long sword light flew out, and the power of judgment gave the sword light terrifying real damage.

But Jiang He didn't even look at it and shot another arrow.

boom!

The most perceptive female Bat Fairy has perished.

The sword light of judgment fell on Jiang He, but the level of true damage was not higher than that of the Heavenly Dragon Robe. The sound of boiling river water rang out, and cracks appeared on the Heavenly Dragon Robe that had refined the entire Milky Way, but they healed in the blink of an eye, absorbing all the damage.

"One in fifty," Jiang He quietly estimated.

External attacks only deplete the river's water. Only when the river's water is exhausted will the Heavenly Robe be damaged. However, with the final time ring, whether it is damaged or not is not a problem at all. Xie Xian can cut off one-fiftieth of the "durability" with a single sword strike, making his killing power outstanding among ordinary heroes.

The four landed, their faces showing fear, horror, dismay, or paleness.

"Just by fighting, two lives will be lost."

As the Ox Immortal looked at the fragments of the female Bat Immortal's body, an indescribable anger and resentment welled up within him, and he suddenly roared.

"What a joke!"

Wow!

Hundreds of giant vines rose from the ground, suddenly turning the area in front of the stone gate into a sea of ​​vines, like giant living tentacles. The vines fiercely strangled Jiang He, sealing off the surroundings.

On the ground, in Si Ning's beautiful fox-like eyes, flowers and swords were rapidly rotating, and a sword formation was about to take shape.

But Zhuang Ya reached out her little hand and grabbed her tail.

"Miss Xiaoya?"

"unnecessary."

The words fell.

A "Yin-Yang Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill" inside Jiang He's body shattered.

The second blue bar refills the empty energy.

When he raised his palm, nearly a thousand high-temperature matrices appeared in mid-air, followed by a torrent of flames, like a celestial river falling from the heavens.

The black sea of ​​fire burned the vine forest to ashes.

In the boundless thick smoke, Yan Xian approached at lightning speed. Her top-notch speed gave her wings the ultimate cutting ability, allowing her to pierce through layers of smoke and launch a surprise attack. Yan Xian appeared fiercely from behind the enemy, the horror in her eyes fading, leaving only confidence in her own incredible speed.

In an instant, Jiang He turned around.

Yan Xian's eyes widened in surprise, and then she felt her wings being gripped tightly.

Jiang He sneered, and with the power of the Savage Dragon surging, he pulled with both hands, tearing Yan Xian in two.

"So there really are people who are courting death."

call!

The two halves of the body fell to the ground. Because the essence of the blood was devoured, Yan Xian's remains dried up like rotten wood, with no trace of life left.

Jiang He stepped into the spatial rift.

The next moment, another figure emerged from behind the Ox Immortal, its silver spear thrusting straight forward, shattering the celestial being's body and soul.

boom!

Pig Immortal looked terrified. He hurriedly activated the power that governed the peace of his home, and a giant phantom of a house appeared around him, possessing genuine immortal-level sturdiness.

Jiang He flicked his finger, and the two-headed savage dragon destroyed the giant house.

His dark eyes paralyzed the Pig Immortal, and he walked over and plucked off the Pig Immortal's head.

In just a few exchanges, five terrestrial immortals perished.

The Xie Xian was on the verge of a mental breakdown; this inconceivable power was beyond comprehension.

One after another, sword lights were desperately slashed out.

Jiang He didn't care at all, since the Heavenly Robe Dragon Robe could always be repaired, no matter how badly it was damaged.

The Xie Xian began to roar ferociously. Facing a non-human monster that could kill him at any moment, yet which he could not break through, terror grew uncontrollably.

The thirty-seventh sword strike.

The sword light suddenly stopped.

Beneath the core of the sun, the energy of the celestial beings is not at its peak.

Jiang He approached, reached out and grasped Xie Xian's face, his five fingers digging deeply into the bone and flesh. Despite Xie Xian's struggles, his hand remained as steady as a mountain.

"generally."

This is Jiang He's overall assessment of Xie Xian.

boom!

The head of the Xie Xian was crushed by the grip.

The essence of the blood of the six immortals caused the evil to increase significantly once again.

[Note: Your Energy Nature - Sinful Poison has advanced to Sub-Legendary Rank 64, awakening its ultimate ability: Legacy Kill - If the infused Sinful Poison is not purified, it will grow stronger over time by absorbing life force and soul power, increasing mental damage by 50%]

Chapter 599 Three Cities Conquered in Half a Day

Chang'an City, Weiyang Palace.

Before the towering palaces, a crystal tree, resembling a lurking dragon, stands tall and unyielding. Abundant dragon vein energy flows within the tree, enough to sustain a unified dynasty for three hundred years. If this energy were used to make incense sticks, the result would be no less than thirty sticks.

Beneath the Dragon Vein Crystal Tree, two pools stand side by side.

In one of the pools, the Great Shaman of Ximan Shaman Mountain lay quietly, nearly unconscious. The death power that gathered from all directions condensed into black liquid and gradually accumulated.

The Great Shaman voluntarily transformed into a human puppet in the legends of Shamanism. The more people who die on the battlefield in the Chang'an region, the stronger the power of death becomes. His aura is slowly rising from the realm of terrestrial immortals. If tens of millions of golden beings die, it will be enough for him to surpass his limits and reach the level of heroic elites.

"Elite beings of the heroic age."

"Equivalent to an Immortal-level exclusive set of Hero Armor."

"A secret special operation targeting a single objective."

"The heart of a hero is the advancement of one's own talents in this era, as well as the condensation of the energy of the sacred domain."

Standing before the pool, a middle-aged man shrouded in a black robe sighed inexplicably. Even though he was an ordinary hero who had risen through the ranks of the Gold Saints, he still couldn't challenge the elite heroes.

Just as the Heart of Gold corresponds to vitality, the Heart of the Hero plays an important role in refining energy. Extraordinary beings are accustomed to calling this high-density energy "Sanctuary".

One drop of Heroic Sanctuary Energy = Twenty drops of Heroic Energy.

Since it's not a qualitative change, but merely a more concentrated density, this improvement is smaller than an energy sublimation that transcends eras. However, the overall output remains unchanged. The energy of the Holy Domain is more compact, resulting not only in more significant damage and defense, but also in a dramatic transformation in the release of various skills.

Only by generating sacred energy can one be qualified to forge their own heroic armor and generate special attacks targeting certain things.

Beneath the black robe, the puppeteer's gaze gradually hardened.

The overlord Mo Ke, now the king Mo Ke, has conquered two cities in a single day, annihilated an army of 320,000, and personally killed six land immortals. He truly deserves the title of Golden King.

"From being a powerful nation to becoming an ordinary hero."

"His combat strength should be equivalent to that of the Golden King."

"But Mo Ke is probably not only the King of Gold, he also seems to possess some kind of terrifying power similar to rebooting. It's just a pity that there are too few people who can survive facing Mo Ke directly."

The puppeteer frowned. He glanced at the old man in the Taoist robe not far away. Even if he and this old master joined forces, they might not be able to defeat the Golden King. After all, the other party had mastered some strange method to maintain a peak energy state under the core of the sun.

Otherwise, hundreds of thousands of elite troops could have easily surrounded and killed him, because the old master had frankly admitted his limits.

"How could someone be so difficult to deal with?"

To be honest, when they achieved great things and became heroes, the puppeteers all thought that they had already won the final battle.

After a long pause, the puppeteer turned around.

Below are the generals of the Northern Wei and the Western Barbarians, as well as the strange people of the mountains and fields, the twelve Barbarian King puppets, and the leaders of various guilds and adventure groups. All of them form a huge alliance.

"I've made up my mind. I'm giving up on Chang'an."

“Refining the dragon vein will take thirty days. The Southern Liang emperor has personally led a small elite force to break into Guanzhong. If we only defend, the local garrisons will be defeated one by one.”

"Admittedly, human puppets need to die, but the army cannot be wasted in this way. For now, we should retreat in order to advance."

The order to retreat sparked much discussion among the crowd.

Hou Yanshan stood in the crowd, his gaze fixed on Emperor Xiaowen of Northern Wei in another pool of water. The emperor had been reduced to a tool for making Zhuyan pills, and was living a life worse than death.

After a short while, he stepped forward and said, "This humble general is willing to guard Chang'an and defend against the Southern Liang emperor for you all."

The puppeteer gave Hou Yanshan a deep look and said, "General, you have worked hard and made great contributions, so there is nothing wrong with that."

After a brief discussion, the order to retreat was passed.

Without the Golden King, the Puppet Master could have easily turned the Alliance into a one-man show, but because the enemy was too strong, the internal forces had to unite all their strength, which inevitably led to a dispersion of power.

The elite troops stationed in Chang'an began to withdraw from the city.

Beneath the crystal tree, the old master slowly rose, his rough hands caressing a child's wooden sword. Including the upright General Hou, everyone thought he was drawing his sword for the sake of the common people, but in reality, it was nothing more than a personal vendetta.

To the sect leader, the first disciple of a sect is no different from the eldest son. Because he personally and patiently teaches him, the bond is even deeper. From childhood to youth, to marriage, and finally to becoming independent, even if he doesn't think much of the women of Miaoyinzhai, he is willing to provide protection for the power behind the wife of this first disciple.

"Killing the emperor would bring peace to the world, which wouldn't be bad."

The old man chuckled self-deprecatingly.

The puppeteer approached, clasped his hands in greeting, and said politely, "We would be honored if you, Master, could accompany us. If someone from your lineage could descend to earth, our chances of success would be even greater."

The puppeteer couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation. This old master was once a sub-legend in the Divine Court world. In order to gain a second power, he chose to reincarnate. As a celestial being, he ultimately chose to stay in the mortal realm to fight for supremacy.

"I can't come." The old master shook his head. "I'm too lazy to go back because my lineage has been destroyed."

"Please forgive me, Master." The puppeteer chuckled awkwardly. Even he had to be amiable when facing a native power of the same level who was unparalleled in both swordsmanship and lightning magic. A sub-legendary was not without a future in the Divine Court World. If nothing unexpected happened, the other party had reincarnated as a Celestial in the past, just to advance to the Legendary level in a stronger form.

……

At the same time, in front of the stone gate.

The city gates of the vast city were wide open, and the evil guards were collecting flesh and blood materials all over the ground. Jiang He began to refine them. With the sin of gluttony and the status of a quasi-alchemy master, he was practically a synonym for productivity. The number of evil guards quickly reached 3320.

"Looking at it as a whole, there are countless branches under alchemy, and I should be considered a specialist in the field of servant creation."

On his warhorse, Jiang He pondered to himself that he was quite skilled at creating various golems and puppets, without any need for modesty. Currently, his own rank was Immortal, and he could create epic items, such as the Sub-Heroic Fiend Soldier, which was so fast that it only took an instant due to the power of gluttony.

Normally speaking, a sub-hero puppet, if placed in the current situation, could serve as the ultimate fighting force for large-scale civilian player forces. From materials to manufacturing, from forging to maintenance, it is undoubtedly a huge undertaking.

"But in other areas, our experience is still insufficient."

The lack of time to accumulate experience and knowledge means a lack of experience and knowledge. In terms of current time, Jiang He himself has been a player for less than a year. If he were a dragon, he wouldn't even have hatched from his egg yet. Based on the 6000-year lifespan of the Heavenly King's Holy Body, he is roughly equivalent to a cub that has just turned 100 days old.