From Godhood to the Heavens

The Tenth Realm Origin Pearl shattered instantly, and terrifying power poured directly into Yang Jian's body. Without time to refine it, Yang Jian slammed his palms together, and the pearl, which contained the origin of the Nine Netherworld Demon Emperor who had advanced to the Tenth Realm, was completely reduced to dust with a crisp, heart-palpitating cracking sound.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an indescribable, chaotic torrent, like the beginning of the universe, that instantly erupted from him!

The Dao and Law contained within are not compatible with Erlang Shen Zhenjun Yang Jian. The pure power of incense to condense the original Dao principles is not enough for Yang Jian to break through to the tenth realm.

He simply transformed it into the purest power, which was then carried by the physical body forged by the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and mobilized the power of the ten realms to which he belonged!

The enormous purifying crystal, solidified like amber, suddenly expanded and deepened its spiderweb-like cracks, emitting a piercing wail as it struggled under the weight.

The purifying holy light that lingered around the vertical eye crack between his eyebrows was like ice and snow thrown into lava, emitting a sharp "hissing" sound, and was instantly evaporated and annihilated!

"Ugh—!"

A roar, suppressed to the extreme, finally broke free from the shackles of the holy light, transforming into a thunderous roar that shook the entire battlefield, bursting forth from Yang Jian's chest!

That was not mere pain, but the arrogance accumulated over millennia, the indomitable spirit that burned the eight wastelands! The entire space, forcibly regulated by the Holy Light, was violently distorted and groaned by this roar.

The dark golden light, like billions of ancient swords, violently pierced through the cracks in the crystal, pierced through the frozen space-time, and completely tore the huge "amber" to shreds!

Before the fragments could shatter, they were crushed into the most primitive dust particles by the pure, domineering dark golden divine light that contained both the dual meanings of destruction and rebirth.

Yang Jian's figure reappeared amidst the swirling dust of light. His body was no longer surrounded by pure divine power, but by countless broken, twisted, yet frantically recombining patterns of the laws of heaven!

These patterns, like living things, rapidly roamed, collided, and merged on his body. Each flash released a destructive wave powerful enough to tear apart a Golden Immortal's body. At the end of the destruction, they stubbornly gave birth to a trace of more ancient and essential power, which was suppressed by his powerful physical body.

The dark golden divine light, like burning liquid metal, enveloped him, making him appear like a chaotic god or demon emerging from the beginning of time.

At the shattered vertical eye between the eyebrows, a deep, bone-revealing crack opened menacingly. Inside, there was no longer flesh and blood, but a swirling, all-consuming dark gold vortex. Deep within the vortex, a single, unyielding divine light, powerful enough to pierce through eternity, locked onto the White Lotus Saintess on the lotus platform!

"Come—to fight—!"

Two words, carrying the violent power gained from shattering the source, slammed down on the White Lotus Saintess like an invisible hammer. The worshipful phantom of the millions of believers surrounding the lotus platform was shaken and blurred by the shockwave condensed from this pure will and power, and the languid chanting paused for a moment!

The Eastern Emperor sat cross-legged in the void. His body, which was burning his imperial essence to activate the pagoda, trembled violently. An incredulous and horrified light burst forth in his eyes, instantly overshadowing the bloodshot veins caused by the forced suppression of his inner demons.

"Yang Jian! You... are burning away your Dao foundation?!" The voice was hoarse, carrying a trace of sorrow that even he himself didn't realize. He could clearly see that the law patterns around Yang Jian, which were frantically reforming and constantly collapsing, were the irreversible burning and release of his origin! This was a dead end, a truly resolute demise where his soul would be scattered and he would be unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation!

Preserving and quantifying the origin, while not enough for Yang Jian to break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, would definitely allow him to advance infinitely to the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

However, it was clear that the White Lotus Saintess would not give Yang Jian time to refine it. Even with the power of a peak Golden Immortal, without divine weapons or magic treasures, he could not shake the White Lotus Saintess who was overwhelming him in every way.

However, what responded to him was the weapon that suddenly materialized in Yang Jian's hand! It was no longer the familiar form of the three-pointed double-edged sword, but was forcibly compressed and forged from the boiling dark golden divine light around him and the broken laws of heaven!

A massive blade of energy, spanning the heavens and the earth, instantly materialized in Yang Jian's raised hand. On the blade, countless tiny fragments of laws leaped and annihilated wildly on the edge of destruction and rebirth. Each flash caused space to collapse, emitting a silent wail. The blade's point was precisely at the center of that cold and holy lotus platform!

This strike had no complex trajectory, no grand momentum, only a pure will to sever destiny and annihilate all laws!

The knife comes out!

Time seemed to stretch and freeze as the dark golden blade energy sliced ​​through the holy radiance that permeated the battlefield, through the omnipresent waves of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires scriptures, and through the orderly laws of nature! Wherever it passed, space silently vanished, leaving behind a dark crack that could not be healed for a long time, flowing with the aura of chaos!

The entire battlefield, whether it was the raging nine-colored divine fire, the thick primordial yellow energy, or the chilling holy light, was stunned by this one strike, and a momentary stagnation occurred!

On the lotus platform, the White Lotus Saintess's eyes, which had remained unchanged for countless years and were pure and purifying, rippled clearly for the first time.

She raised her slender hand, no longer a casual flick of the finger, but for the first time forming a hand seal in front of her! An enormous, exquisitely condensed white lotus phantom instantly bloomed, its petals layered upon layered, each petal inscribed with the most devout holy chants of millions of believers, meeting the dark golden blade energy that shattered all laws!

boom--! ! !

An indescribable collision! There was no deafening roar, only the most thorough annihilation and clash at the level of laws!

The burst of dark gold and pure white light instantly devoured all the colors in the world, and the violent energy turbulence, like a runaway chaotic beast, frantically tore at the defenses set up by the Eastern Emperor!

The Heaven and Earth Exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda trembled violently, and the Xuanhuang Qi hanging down was forcibly torn open with a huge gap!

The Five Banners of Heaven and Earth let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain. The divine light on the Flame Banner and the Central Apricot Yellow Banner dimmed instantly, and even tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the banners! The Yin-Yang fish derived from the Tai Chi diagram spun wildly, trying to digest this energy impact that exceeded the limit. The scroll itself fluctuated violently and was almost completely overturned!

As if struck by a heavy hammer, the Eastern Emperor spat out another mouthful of blood essence. His seated body slid backward, carving a blinding trail of light in the void. His imperial crown tilted, and his aura instantly weakened considerably.

But the golden light in his eyes was fixed on the core of the collision—the dark golden blade energy, at the moment it slashed into the core of the white lotus, although it was worn down and disintegrated layer by layer by the endless purifying holy power, still managed to cut in inch by inch! On the pure white lotus petals, tiny but shocking cracks actually appeared!

"puff!"

The Nine Flame Emperor, who had been struggling to resist the dual erosion of the Buddha seed and the seven emotions and six desires within his body, suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden blood burning with nine-colored divine fire and dim Sanskrit characters!

The dark golden Buddhist seal on his body, which was flickering and fading, suddenly shone brightly. A force of compassion and resistance, originating from the depths of the Buddha seed and resonating strongly with Yang Jian's resolute and burning will, erupted as if summoned!

The nine-colored divine fire, which was almost completely purified by the holy light, suddenly surged back under the blessing of the Buddhist seal, briefly suppressing the erosion of the holy light and forming a wildly burning domain of Buddhist fire around him!

Almost simultaneously, in the depths of the empty, cold eyes of the Moon Fairy, who had been completely converted and become an extension of the White Lotus's will, a faint but real struggle suddenly flashed like a spark!

The numb chanting of "filth... be cleansed..." from her mouth paused for an extremely brief, almost imperceptible moment. The pure white lotus radiance covering her pupils rippled slightly with the blow Yang Jian delivered that shook the lotus, like a tiny pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that went unnoticed.

"The light of an ant dares to defy the heavens?" The White Lotus Saintess's icy voice finally carried a hint of obvious displeasure, like ancient ice rubbing together. She pressed her hand seals down slightly.

The enormous white lotus phantom, now cracked, suddenly spun, its petals tightening and compressing layer by layer! An even more powerful and terrifying purifying holy power poured in like a galaxy, instantly crushing and purifying the remaining dark gold blade energy!

The holy light, like a world-destroying tsunami, followed the trajectory of the annihilating sword energy and backfired on Yang Jian, whose origin was burning and whose aura had begun to plummet! Wherever the light passed, even the chaotic energy turbulence was forcibly "purified" into pure, obedient white lotus holy power!

Yang Jian's body, enveloped in dark golden divine light, trembled violently. The vortex within the crack in his vertical eye spun wildly, attempting to gather power once more, but the shattered and reforming law patterns around him began to extinguish and disintegrate in large swaths. The backlash from the burning of his Dao foundation felt like billions of steel needles piercing his soul; the holy light before him was overwhelming, and the pure aura of destruction almost froze his thoughts. Power… was rapidly draining away…

At this critical moment!

Boom! ! !

A look of joy suddenly appeared on the face of the Eastern Emperor. He abruptly raised his head and saw a figure appear in the sky.

In the next instant, time and space froze, and terrifying power of time surged forth like a tide, rushing towards the White Lotus Saintess.

Looking down at the shattered world and the three kingdoms that resembled a small boat adrift in a storm, Fang Ping's expression changed slightly.

It was just a little delay, but the situation has turned out like this?

In the next instant, the Eastern Emperor returned to his position and erased everything that had happened in a flash.

Without the slightest hesitation, he looked into the distance and whispered, "Fang Ye template activated, Demon King returned to his throne!"

Instantly, his aura surged like a raging storm, and his cultivation level rose rapidly.

He glanced at Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and the power of time washed over his body, as if time had reversed, instantly returning him to the moment when he forcibly absorbed the Tenth Realm Origin Pearl.

He tossed out a Senzu Bean that had been synthesized several times, and said to Yang Jian, "Restore your physical body, refine the treasure pearl, and leave the rest to me!"

"I have taken advantage of the spoils of war without permission. I hope the God will forgive me!" Blood dripped from between his brows, but Yang Jian's expression calmed down as he raised his hand to catch the magic bean.

Fang Ping didn't speak, but waved his hand, glanced down at the gods below, and sighed inwardly. Although they all had immense potential, they hadn't fully recovered yet, otherwise it wouldn't have been so difficult!

He let out a slight breath and then said, "I have brought some statues of gods for you all, and I also wish you to restore your cultivation and refine the power of incense!"

Then, with a sudden wave of his hand, millions of statues fell from mid-air, each heading towards the gods!

Then, with another wave of his hand, a metal pagoda floated in mid-air, seemingly devouring everything and taking all the gods into it.

Only a handful of gods remained in the arena!