From Godhood to the Heavens

King Heng looked at the battlefield in the sky. His elder brother seemed to be locked in a fierce battle with the enemy, but he was unwilling to exert his full strength. He did not even summon the divine generals from the Divine Court, clearly putting on a show.

You should know that on the surface, he only has one Demon God Blade, which he has already used. But according to the agreement, each of his two elder brothers should have at least one more.

Isn't this a clear case of not being willing to give it their all?

If the price is too high, how can I guarantee when I will get my share of the spoils?

The two older brothers, finding it unsatisfactory, also treated him as a trophy.

Don't say it's impossible. Even Prince Heng himself is planning to do it. Don't his two elder brothers have the same idea?

Stop talking nonsense. If one of them is weakened to the extreme, or even if they don't need to be weakened to the extreme, as long as they show a weakness, the others will not show any mercy!

His father had more than 200 sons on the surface, the oldest and the youngest being more than 10,000 years apart in age, but less than a quarter of them are still alive.

Apart from the founding war 5000 years ago, which killed a number of people, many others perished in the remaining 5000 years.

In the past, Prince Heng was glad that many of those ahead of him had died; otherwise, even though the northern border was desolate, sparsely populated, and teeming with demons, he would not have been assigned a place there!

But looking at the current situation, it seems like we've let a wolf into the house!

No, if it weren't for Prince Teng keeping them in check, I wouldn't stand a chance against these people at all!

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, Fang Ping no longer needed to pay attention. Once the Fiend God Blade was unleashed, anyone below the ninth realm would surely die, and even an emperor would be severely injured. If it were to be refined using billions of living beings, even an ancestor-level figure would perish!

Looking into the distance, the Eastern Emperor held the Five Elements Spirit Pearls, which transformed into Five Elements Light Wheels, and fought fiercely with the Great Demon God, the battle already reaching a fever pitch.

Thunder and lightning roared between heaven and earth, the lightning was like a purgatory, tearing the entire sky apart, and everything around turned into ruins. Through the broken space, one could even see the chaos!

With a slight thought, King Heng thought to himself, "Since you want to put on airs, then I will join forces with the Great Demon God and take the opportunity to seize the position of Emperor."

If you continue like this, fine. But if you make any moves, don't blame me for being ruthless. The last Demon Blade will be for my brother!

It sounds like a long time, but in reality it only took a moment. Heng Wang unleashed the Demon God Blade, and Fang Ping dodged and fled. With no obstacles in front of him, he charged towards the Eastern Emperor with a thought.

It looked like an illusion, and physics could not stop it. Raising his hand in front of the red light, he opened up a space and moved it in an instant. Then, layer after layer of space shattered, like layers of mirrors, and thousands of layers were stacked in an instant.

The red light was instantly thrown into the deepest part, but before Fang Ping could even catch his breath, the red light reappeared, like a maggot that gnawed at his bones, impossible to avoid.

"Cao..."

Cursing under his breath, Fang Ping's figure flashed and disappeared, entering the infinite mirror space.

In the blink of an eye, the red light also disappeared, and it reappeared before Fang Ping's eyes!

Fang Ping was on the verge of losing his mind. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he said, "I don't believe you can kill me!"

In an instant, his body was covered by a layer of black light armor. The Black God Set, which had been refined countless times, was immune to tremendous damage and its defense value had broken through the sky. It reappeared at this moment!

Beyond the Black God Set, a layer of dark light floated, forming a life-sized rhomboid shield that contained the venom of the Xuanxian's body. After continuous nurturing, it was already no weaker than an ordinary divine weapon.

Gripping the King Ping Sword tightly in his hand, he suddenly swung the sword forward, and the space shattered like glass in an instant, breaking into countless layers!

The red light paused slightly, as if it hadn't touched anything, before suddenly crashing into the venom shield. A tiny, hair-like crack appeared in an instant, and then healed itself just as quickly, as if there had been no contact at all!

It crashed violently into the Black God Armor, and with a crisp clang, the Black God Armor instantly collapsed, its defenses shattered, leaving it with only a sliver of health.

Fang Ping looked down at his abdomen, where a red light had disappeared halfway, now emitting a red glow.

"Blocked it?"

The moment the thought crossed Fang Ping's mind, the aura of death surged into his heart, and his body seemed to be drained of all strength in an instant, like an ordinary person, suffocating as if he had lost all power and air.

The next moment, a figure rolled off Fang Ping's body, fell to his knees with a thud, and spun around helplessly!

The Black God Suit automatically disintegrated, and the venom reformed into robes. Fang Ping quickly looked down at his abdomen, his face revealing an indescribable expression of amusement.

"Stop looking, help me!" Fang Ye knelt on the ground, looking constipated. This was practically a rule-based attack, and he had no chance against it!

Fang Ping finally let out a breath and suddenly shuddered. Only then did he remember that with the Special Forces Template attached to him, all damage was first defended by the Black God Set, and only after the Special Forces Template was attached could he take the damage himself.

With a quick wave of his hand, a healing light descended, and Fang Ye stood up, trembling slightly, his face filled with horror!

"What happened? How do you feel?" Fang Ping asked quickly.

Fang Ye took out a magic bean, popped it into his mouth and chewed it, then took out several bottles of beverages and swallowed them before speaking.

"This attack is too bizarre; it kills instantly upon contact with blood. It must be based on the same set of rules as the gods of this world!"

I felt endless resentment and destruction, and the karmic consequences of at least tens of millions of lives lost. This is completely inverted, just like the belief in becoming a god!

Fang Ping let out a breath and quickly said, "It's fortunate that your death has a pre-death phase, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do..."

Fang Ye looked resentful and said irritably, "I did die once, but my death status was reset!"

Otherwise, I'd be a box by now, and you'd be using that pacemaker!

Fang Ping laughed heartily, patted Fang Ye on the shoulder, and then said, "Good job, but I have a feeling that guy has more than just this one move..."

"possible……"

"Damn it, clones have no rights!"

The template was activated, and Fang Ping's figure instantly disappeared from the mirror space.

With a loud bang, a figure suddenly appeared behind Prince Heng, and with a swift sword strike, cleaved him in two in an instant.

With a mournful wail, in the temple in the very center of the royal city, a statue that bore a striking resemblance to King Heng split in two in an instant, and a divine talisman burned in the sky above the divine realm.

In an instant, he transformed into a mangled body and appeared a thousand miles away, his eyes filled with horror as he stared at the suddenly appearing figure, his mind going completely blank.

"How can this be?"

The Fiend God Blade's soul was annihilated, and even the Origin Pearl couldn't leave behind. How could he possibly not be dead?

But from the heavens and earth, Fang Ping's cold voice rang out: "Everyone, go all out to destroy the enemy, beware of that red light!"