Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

However, just as Samael was pondering this, the invincible lightning struck a thin film of mercury and failed to penetrate it.

Encased in a ball of mercury, the First Emperor remained unmoved, looking up at the Thunder Gods who were relentlessly unleashing thunder upon him, and coldly raised his sword to strike.

"All generals, listen to my command! Crossbow formation, begin!"

In an instant, the Lishan underground palace, which was falling, suddenly came to a stop.

Wow!

Driven by Xiaoguang's furnace core, the entire underground palace began to deform. The surrounding partitions opened, revealing rows of terracotta warrior pits. Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers revived from petrification, raised their hand crossbows, machine crossbows, and ballistae, cocked their crossbows, and roared with earth-shattering shouts.

"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Immediately, the bowstring loosened, and a deluge of arrows, as dense as rain, rained down upon the illusory divine figure in mid-air.

"Puff puff!"

Instantly, the sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh filled the air.

The twenty-four Heavenly Lords of the Thunder Department, who had been standing in mid-air, shattered like bubbles and vanished without a trace.

Immortal god?

Nothing more than that!

Looking at the fragmented phantom of the god, the First Emperor showed disdain.

This is... a divine special forces attack?!

Upon seeing this, Taigong Wang on the Investiture of the Gods platform had a slight change in expression.

Samael, watching the battle from under the ancient tree, glanced across the battlefield and murmured leisurely.

"Swords pierce the floating clouds, crossbows shoot down sea fish..."

Legend has it that Qin Shi Huang, in his quest for immortality, dispatched the alchemist Xu Fu to search for the mythical islands overseas.

After several setbacks, Xu Fu failed to obtain the elixir and reported, "The elixir of immortality could have been obtained by landing on the island, but the fleet has been frequently harassed by evil sea gods, resulting in repeated failures. Therefore, I request that skilled archers accompany the fleet to clear obstacles for Your Majesty in your quest for the elixir by shooting them with crossbows when they are sighted."

That night, Qin Shi Huang had a strange dream in which he fought against the sea god, who looked like a human but was not human.

According to the dream interpreter, the sea god is an evil god transformed from a giant shark. Only by slaying the giant shark can the evil god be eliminated; only by eliminating the evil god will the good god come.

So Qin Shi Huang organized several hundred skilled archers from among the elite soldiers of the Qin army, and transferred a hundred repeating crossbows and a thousand giant arrows from the archery and crossbow camp. They traveled by large ship from north of Langya to Rongcheng Mountain, where they finally encountered a giant fish at Zhifu Mountain. The Qin army fired a volley of arrows, and the giant fish was riddled with arrows in a short time. Qin Shi Huang was overjoyed.

This is the origin of the crossbow used to shoot sea fish.

Because of the widespread recounting of these deeds, the Qin crossbow formations under the command of the First Emperor possessed a powerful ability to attack gods.

With the added blessing of the [Mysterious Maiden True Talisman] military formation, the gods may temporarily avoid the attack.

At this moment, the twenty-four Heavenly Lords of the Thunder Department transformed into spiritual particles and dissipated, returning to the Investiture of the Gods.

Taigong Wang's solemn expression deepened, and he immediately activated the [Thought Key Pattern] with all his might to further unleash the true power of the Investiture of the Gods.

The so-called thought key pattern is actually the Eastern magic foundation created by the Ten Officials of the Eastern Mountain Law Court and Wuzhiqi. Simply put, it is a large-scale magical artifact integrated into the planet. Although there is only one, Eastern magicians can use it together and maintain it together.

China has always been unique, possessing a distinctive culture and beliefs in the realm of civilization.

The unique existence of thought patterns is just one of many different aspects.

Jiang Ziya (Taigong Wang) held the Great Divine Whip in his hand and solemnly chanted.

"Water flows downwards, penetrating everywhere; fire rises upwards, burning everything! Water and fire complement each other, thus becoming Yin and Yang—the two realms of water and fire await your command!"

"exist!"

"From the two elements, dust arises the myriad phenomena, and from this myriad things, they revolve!"

"Order!"

The two righteous gods of water and fire flew out from the Investiture of the Gods and transformed into pure yin and yang energies.

The black and white Tai Chi diagram, with the Fengshen Platform as its base, expands and rotates outwards, and the six gates of life, death, darkness, light, illusion and destruction construct an independent world.

All colors were washed away, and all sounds were silenced.

The rushing flames and surging torrents bombarded the mercury membrane surrounding the First Emperor. Under the influence of the interplay of yin and yang, the originally indestructible protective layer rapidly collapsed and disappeared.

The First Emperor, trapped in a black-and-white world, could neither see nor hear anything, like a fish on a chopping board.

All that could be seen were those extremely thin lips and teeth, moving silently.

"Having eyes but not seeing, unable to walk, having two ears but not hearing, having people but not knowing where to go, having a belly but no internal organs, having intestines but straight and not turning, swallowing heaven and earth, returning to the origin—[Chaos], summon it!"

Click!

As an ancient bamboo slip was crushed, the black and white world was torn apart by a monster that resembled a dog, had long hair and four legs, looked like a bear but had no claws, and had eyes but could not see.

Instantly, the sky collapsed, the earth caved in, and everything evolved from the Yin and Yang energies became nourishment for the Chaos.

After tearing apart the black and white world, Chaos was still not satisfied. Covered with sharp teeth, like the gaping maw of a black hole, it devoured the phantom images of the water and fire gods in the sky.

One by one, the divine phantoms that couldn't dodge in time were broken down into wisps of pure energy, which fell into the mouth of this ancient behemoth.

"Where is Doumu Yuanjun, who is the head of the Zhou Tian Lie Su constellations and leads 84,000 evil stars?"

Taigong Wang frowned and roared, pointing his God-Slaying Whip at the monster that had opened its huge mouth and was about to bite down on the Conferred God Platform.

"Now, the First Emperor has disrupted the divine order, summoning Chaos to conceal itself in order to escape divine punishment. We should use starlight as a guide to carve out its aperture and open its eyes, so that it may hear Heaven's retribution!"

"Doubu obeys!"

In an instant, the stars in the sky lit up, their starlight gathering and transforming into axes and chisels, carving the marks of sight and hearing onto the head of chaos.

"Boom boom boom!"

Immediately, lightning flashed, and the blood-red characters "Imperial Edict" were branded onto the monster's forehead before exploding.

The divine law, which punishes calamities, blasts the rampaging beasts into dust.

Having eliminated the immediate threat, Taigong Wang grasped the God-Slaying Whip, raised the Investiture of the Gods, stepped on the Eight Trigrams, walked in the Seven Stars formation, and the sixty-four thought keys lit up one by one, forming a soaring stream of light that poured into the fully unfolded Investiture of the Gods.

"Its brightness is the sun, its darkness is the moon, the three palaces assist it, and the nine luminaries move in unison—destiny, the celestial bodies throughout the heavens, establish the order of all directions!"

As Lang Lang recited the poem, the 365 righteous gods on the Investiture of the Gods returned to their positions one after another, manifesting their own destiny stars, which hung high in the sky, surrounding the two main stars, the Sun and the Moon, as well as the three walls of Taiwei, Ziwei, and Tianshi, forming a vast ancient star map.

The starlight poured down like spears of light piercing the heavens and earth.

The underground palace of Mount Li, which was the first to be hit, shook violently and collapsed as if it had been bombarded by a meteorite.

The palaces collapsed one after another, and even the metal and stone were melted through.

Faced with the overwhelming might of the emperor, the First Emperor's expression changed slightly, and a rare solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that his painstakingly crafted mechanical body was about to be turned into a pile of scrap metal, Zu Long no longer hesitated. He immediately emptied his mind and merged with the mechanized body, unleashing his final trump card.

"Melt the arrowheads and forge them into twelve golden statues; all under heaven are weak, but I alone am strong! — Summon the Heavenly Gods and Demons, forge my weapon's edge!"

In an instant, mercury, like that of rivers, lakes and seas, surged and flowed from all parts of the Lishan underground palace, pouring into the bodies of the twelve golden figures standing around the palace like blood.

Clang clang clang!

Immediately afterwards, twelve golden men pulled out of the ground one hundred feet long bronze sword after another, each sword covered with runes on both sides, and raised them high, pointing them toward the sky.

A massive amount of turbid and malevolent energy surged and converged from the earth's veins, transforming into a colossal god that stood tall and imposing amidst the shimmering runes and the operation of the Dawnlight Furnace.

If the gods and immortals in the sky are the stars that cover the human world, then I will be Pangu, the creator of heaven and earth!

The giant god, bearing the face of the First Emperor, beckoned with his finger, and the Tai'a Sword, wrapped in a giant wave of mercury, coalesced into a thousand-foot-long sword, which fell into the giant god's palm.

laugh!

The mercury sword was swung upwards, and a stream of red and black light shot into the sky, colliding with the cold starlight falling from the sky and producing a violent explosion.

Space was intensely distorted, and the whole world was out of place, as if it were a rope being twisted tightly by two hands.

"Crack...!"

In an instant, under the struggle between starlight and the giant god, the node where the pure and impure energies collided could not bear the burden and collapsed and shattered, and space was like a mirror that had been smashed on the ground, suddenly splitting apart.

In an instant, all the exotic flowers and plants, pavilions and towers on Kunlun Mountain, as well as the rocks, earth and wood, and mechanical soldiers in the underground palace of Lishan Mountain, were swallowed up by the dark spatial rift and turned into nothingness.

The entire fairyland was plunged into an apocalyptic scene.

Chapter Sixteen: The Time When Peaches Ripen

"Snapped!"

A crisp snap of fingers rang out in the deathly chaos, and the collapsing and disintegrating world seemed to be paused for a moment.

In an instant, boundless light burst forth from the deepest darkness.

Colors, temperature, plants, insects, animals, mountains, rivers, buildings, and cities return one by one, and all familiar things are reflected again in each pair of eyes.

"Have you beaten enough?"

A languid voice emanated from behind a gnarled ancient tree. A figure leaned against the trunk, yawning, and looked up at the sky.

This……

In a daze, everyone awoke as if from a dream, instinctively reaching for their bodies that had shattered along with the space around them.

Unscathed.

The entire Kunlun Mountains remained unchanged.

Everything that just happened felt like a dream.

Jiang Ziya and the First Emperor, who were on the verge of exchanging blows, looked in the direction of the sound, were first taken aback, and then their pupils contracted sharply.

No, not entirely!

Beneath the tree, golden sand covered an uneven mud slab, and the moving fingertips sketched a lifelike sand painting.

In the painting, an emperor in black robes wields a sword and transforms into a giant god, while a young man in a dark Taoist robe holds a whip and rides the stars.

The two sides in the fierce battle tore through the sky and shattered the earth, until they turned themselves and everything around them into boundless chaos.

Samael reached out and brushed away the sand painting, closed the clay tablet of destiny in front of him, stood up, smiled, and casually teased.

"Friendly reminder: the warranty card can only be used once. If you can't control yourself next time, don't come looking for me."

Instantly, a strong sense of horror and absurdity filled their minds.

They seemed to see this scene:

Two strong ants crawled out of their nest, met each other, and began to fight for the territory under their feet.

However, after the insects and ants had used all their strength to determine the winner, they were shocked to discover that the vast world they had seen was nothing more than a wisp of dust that the giant could casually toss in his palm.

It's clear that the two sides are no longer on the same level.

After a moment, Taigong Wang recovered his senses, took a deep breath, descended from the clouds, and bowed with a smile.

"You are all more skilled than I am, and I humbly admit defeat."

"Grandpa! I was just careless before. I haven't lost yet, and I still have the strength to fight again!"

Lu Wu brushed the rubble off his body, stood up, and stood behind Taigong Wang, indignantly requesting permission to serve.

You can't even beat Zu Long, and you still want to farm this?

Taigong Wang's eyelids twitched, and he quickly tightened his slightly twitching face, pressed down on Kunlun Shenjun who wanted to step forward, and forced out a smile to persuade him to make peace.

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. This is nothing more than a friendly spar. Now that the outcome has been decided, why engage in further conflict? The guest is the one who comes..."

"Then, would you like to come up and have a seat?"

Samael clapped his hands, looked up at the misty Kunlun Mountains, and gave a harmless and gentle smile.

Their eyes met, and Taigong Wang immediately clapped his hands, nodded repeatedly, and his face was full of smiles.

"Of course, please come in, everyone!"

"Grandpa, this..."

Lu Wu, standing nearby, frowned as he saw that this person in charge of the Investiture of the Gods had actually let a wolf into the house.

"Kunlun has not received any visitors for a long time and is lacking in supplies. Divine Lord, please prepare some celestial fruits and fine wines to avoid being impolite."

Before Lu Wu could finish speaking, Taigong Wang patted the big tiger on the shoulder with a smile and gave him instructions without changing his expression.

"But……"