From Godhood to the Heavens

These ignorant mortals are utterly useless. How did their gods and demons disappear? When did they disappear?

They didn't notice at all; they vanished silently in an instant.

The entire village of hundreds of ordinary people had no idea what it was all about.

Darkness appeared silently and then disappeared silently.

Disappointment, endless disappointment.

Anger, unspeakable anger!

Although the father and son had not intended to properly train their disciples, almost all of them were at the seventh level of cultivation, yet not a single sound of their presence was heard.

Useless, utterly useless!

What angered Confucius even more was that these tens of thousands of demons were already his prey; who had snatched them from his grasp?

Having accumulated so many demons over such a long time, tens of thousands of primordial beads and millions of blood offerings were all resources for him to break through to the ninth realm and the Emperor realm. Now they have all been wiped out in one fell swoop. How could the Master not be furious?

The names of great demons kept flashing through his mind, and he kept matching them with his own, and then eliminating them.

There are only a handful of beings in the world who dare to provoke him, and none of them can match his abilities!

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. How could a seemingly gentle but actually terrifying demon who kept millions of blood beasts as its prey possibly be willing to accept this?

A maniacal smile appeared on his face. Since they dared to touch his resources, then they would pay with their lives.

Without further hesitation, he reached for the book at his waist, and suddenly threw it into the air, instantly changing the weather.

Everything within a radius of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers seemed to stand still, and in the sky, a huge star map began to slowly emerge, radiating a dazzling light.

A huge book slowly covered the entire sky, and on the cover, two characters kept changing, gradually turning into two large characters.

"History books!"

Immediately afterwards, the history book was turned open from the middle, reflecting the world below. The Master's face was extremely gloomy, and he held a ruler in his hand, suddenly slashing it into the air.

The huge pages began to turn slowly, and time seemed to rewind, constantly moving backward.

In the blink of an eye, they returned to an earlier point in time, as if the space had suddenly shifted, and the demons beneath them vanished instantly.

The Master's face froze as he stared at the frozen space, his expression growing increasingly ferocious. The ruler in his hand radiated boundless divine light as he slashed fiercely into the air.

"Open it for me!"

The next instant, in a flash, the space in front of them suddenly changed, and it seemed as if they had fallen into another space.

In what seemed like a strange realm, a figure hovered high in the air, a black spear swallowing the heavens and earth into darkness. Countless dark creatures, led by the eight great demons, were slaughtering madly in the bitter bamboo forest!

The Master looked at the scene before him with an unbelievably ferocious expression, and suddenly burst into laughter.

A purple glow swept across the figure at the very center, carrying a hazy purple aura, noble and dazzling.

"I searched for it so hard but couldn't find it, and now I've got it without any effort at all. Heaven is helping me!"

Immediately afterwards, his whole body radiated boundless divine light, and a bloodline flew out from between his eyebrows, landing on the illusory figure from the past.

The Master held the history book in his hand, following that hidden dotted line, digging deeper and deeper into the past time in the void.

The moment he stepped out of the void, the book trembled violently, and the Master's figure was ejected directly from the void, his aura slightly weakened.

He was only at the eighth realm, and even if he could glimpse a trace of it by using the treasure in his hand to reverse the timeline, it was already incredibly terrifying.

How long could he hold out? He felt a little anxious, fearing that the other beings of the Eight Realms would discover the Emperor's presence.

However, the physical exertion was too great, and he had to suppress his excitement.

Without realizing it, the Master glanced down at a village below, a smile appeared on his face, and his body instantly dropped down.

A few breaths later, the once bustling village fell into dead silence. The ancestral tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall cracked from top to bottom and fell down like a chain reaction.

The Master wiped his mouth and revealed a satisfied smile. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough. He had originally planned to go back and directly harvest the blood food from the bitter bamboo forest.

But after only a moment's hesitation, he extended his spiritual power forward and found a city that seemed to be on his way.

"Hahahaha, having absorbed the Emperor's title, I have stepped into the Ninth Realm in one fell swoop. What do I have to fear from the Nine Flames Emperor? From now on, the Great Yan Dynasty should change its name!"

After thinking it through thoroughly, the Master did not hesitate and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at a city.

The city's protective array was activated only for a moment before shattering instantly. The six realm deities enshrined there were swallowed whole by the Master the instant they soared into the sky.

Without hesitation, the entire city was almost completely swallowed up in an instant.

Whether they were demons, gods, or mortal cultivators, none of them had the slightest power to resist!

Half a day later, in the sacrificial temple of Yuyang City, looking at the relocated shrine of Marquis Wu'an, the Master's face showed a hint of disdain.

His gaze instantly fell upon the statue in the very center. Just one glance at the dense purple aura and the powerful aura of an emperor made the Master realize that he had not made a mistake!

His divine sense instantly enveloped the entire city, digging three feet into the ground in a mere instant, thoroughly surveying the entire city of Yuyang.

No, absolutely none. Apart from a statue of the Emperor with a wisp of his soul, there was no trace of the Emperor at all!

In an instant, the enraged Master's figure enveloped the entire sky, completely abandoning his disguise.

Only at this moment did the people and deities of the city realize that Yuyang City had been completely sealed off, with no way to escape.

Golden rays of light appeared on the tops of the buildings in the city, and the guardian deities from all sides revealed their figures in an instant.

Qin Shouren's expression also changed drastically; the terrifying aura was so oppressive that he could hardly breathe!

However, as the city lord of Yuyang City, the patriarch of the Qin family, and the strongest person in the entire city, he had no choice but to step forward.

"Excuse me, senior, is there some misunderstanding? This is the fiefdom of His Highness the Prince of Wu'an of the Great Yan Dynasty..."

"Shut up, tell me, where is he?"

Qin Shouren's mind changed instantly, and his heart skipped a beat. How could he not understand that this was a completely hostile move, and that the target was probably his own emperor!

He pondered this in his mind. The Emperor was currently in seclusion, but it was unlikely that he could escape the detection of the powerful figure before him.

Although protected by a divine being, it has not yet grown up. Is it destined to perish now? Is the future of the Qin family doomed to perish today?

"Calm down, don't panic. Receiving offerings in peacetime and slaying demons in wartime is our duty..."

The voice echoed in his mind, and Qin Shouren felt a little more at ease. His ancestor was right; there was no need to panic in any case.

Because there was simply no other choice.

The terrifying being before us could probably crush Yuyang City to dust with just a flick of its finger.

Therefore, there is no need to panic at all, because from the moment the other party arrives, whether they live or die is no longer something that we can decide!

Taking a deep breath and having thought everything through, Qin Shouren gave a wry smile, looked up, and said, "Senior, I really don't know what you're talking about."

The Master looked at the human who was blatantly lying and almost laughed in anger.

You've even moved the statue of Marquis Wu'an down from the main hall, and even demolished a large section of the building in the center of that floor. It looks like the foundation of the temple has already been laid. Now you're pretending to be stupid here. Do you think he's a fool?

"I said, where is he?" Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed, and a huge statue of a god flew out of the temple and into the air.

"Insolence?" The statue of the Eastern Manifestation Emperor opened its eyes instantly, transforming into the figure of the Emperor.

Seeing the terrifying demon in mid-air, he took a deep breath and raised his palm to press down into the void.

The divine power controlled the Five Thunders, which descended instantly. The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth struck the Master in a mere instant.

However, the moment they got close, the Five Elements Divine Lightning instantly became ethereal and vanished into nothingness.

"Fine, fine, fine! You dare to reveal even a wisp of your divine essence? I'll devour you!"

He opened his mouth and inhaled towards the statue of the Eastern Manifestation Emperor, and in an instant, a wisp of smoke drifted out from the Eastern Manifestation Emperor's body.

In the blink of an eye, the illusory image of the Eastern Manifestation Emperor faded and returned to a stone statue, which was then shattered by the Master's raised hand.

Qin Shouren's expression suddenly changed, his look incredibly awkward. The task Fang Ping had given him was to collect incense offerings for the Emperor.

It was just a grand ceremony, with tens of thousands of incense sticks burning. The power within the statue was not even comparable to that of the Third Realm, so it was not surprising that it was no match for the Master.

But to have it smashed like this is an absolute insult.

In an instant, a golden divine light enveloped his entire body, and he became one with the divine. Holding a divine spear in his hand, he let out an angry roar, gathered all his strength, and shot it towards the Master in the sky!

"Death to the evildoer!"

The Master was so angry he almost laughed. How dare a mere ant provoke a tiger? A fifth-realm cultivator wielding a sixth-realm True God dared to attack him!

Not to mention that along the way, they have devoured several cities, including seven or eight sixth-realm cultivators, and even one seventh-realm cultivator.

Take his old bitter bamboo forest, for example. There were at least eight hundred or several thousand beings at the fifth or sixth level, but they were just servants. Yet they dared to attack him.

"court death!"

In a split second, the Master extended a finger and suddenly pointed downwards.

The fingertip collided with the golden spear, and the indestructible golden spear crumbled instantly under the giant finger that condensed in the void.

The force continued unabated, pressing downwards with a deafening roar. The protective array of Yuyang City shattered, and the entire ground began to collapse.

Standing atop the high-rise building, Qin Shouren was the first to be hit. He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes instantly becoming bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead bulging.

The next instant, a golden light emerged from his body and charged fiercely toward that finger!

Qin Shouren's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but cry out in grief, letting out a shrill scream.

"Ancestor!"

The golden head didn't even turn around; in the blink of an eye, it drew away all the incense offerings from the entire city.

Atop the numerous divine statues, wisps of incense energy converged towards the figure in the city, suddenly colliding with the finger.

A tremendous sound, seemingly capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, resounded over the city.

Qin Shouren suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his divine court in his mind shattered, and the light dimmed in the next instant. His entire cultivation level was affected, as if he was about to fall.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, the golden figure vanished completely, leaving only a round pearl in mid-air, while the finger seemed completely unharmed.

He reached out and scooped up the pearl, which landed directly in his hand. He casually tossed it into his mouth and began to chew. Divinity surged into his body, and a hint of enjoyment appeared on the Master's face. He spoke with disdain.

"idiot!"

Qin Shouren desperately called out to his ancestor in his mind, but there was no response. A tear rolled down his cheek, and he was heartbroken.

"Everyone, heed my command and prepare for battle!"

Looking up at the sky, Qin Shouren's eyes were filled with rage. He knew in his heart that his ancestor was completely dead.

Even with all their might, they couldn't inflict the slightest damage on the enemy before them; the gap in skill was simply too vast!

It was so great that it was insurmountable, but even so, he understood what his ancestors were thinking and what he should do!

So, after that roar, a warhorse appeared beneath him, its hooves treading on flames, like a god or demon. It was the warhorse that his ancestor had once ridden across the battlefield, and now it was a guardian deity of the fifth realm.

He is now the strongest in the Divine Court, while the cultivators in Yuyang City, upon hearing that shout, silently gripped their weapons, calmly looking at the sky, waiting for that final charge!

A hint of amusement appeared on the Master's face. If it weren't for his desire to know the Emperor's location, he wouldn't have wasted so much time.

Just like the cities he had encountered before, he only needed to open his mouth and swallow all the living beings within the city in one gulp!

A sense of irritation arose in the Master's heart. He looked down at the thousands of figures below, each carrying a murderous aura, as they suddenly charged into the sky. His face immediately turned extremely ugly.

A group of ants who had never even reached the realm of immortals dared to charge at him, and a glint of fire rose in his eyes.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, about to slap her, but in the next instant, he forcibly held back.

Despite retracting most of its power, it was still difficult for the cultivators below to resist. In just a moment, the divine light shattered, and the body flew back, crashing heavily into the buildings below.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is he? Tell me, and I'll spare the people of this city!"

"Don't even think about it!" Qin Shouren struggled to his feet, his mouth full of blood!

"There are over 100,000 people in this city. If you don't speak up for a day, I'll swallow 10,000 of them. You can think about it carefully."

"From today, no, from this moment on, I'm going to start eating..."