Origin Paradise!

The herd of yaks charged wildly toward the only path ahead.

Jiang He gripped a black knife, the blade slicing lightly across his body. A thin, yet extremely sharp line flew out, the silvery-white light sweeping across the ground, leaving behind cracked, spiderweb-like traces in the air.

Swish!

The dozen or so yaks in the front row were torn apart, their blood gushing like a waterfall. The spatial slash continued to sweep forward without any obstruction, its absolute sharpness cutting through flesh and blood. The silver-white lines of the soldiers and generals were worn away. Most of the yaks in the herd had died, and the ground was littered with torn bodies.

One strike wipes out the entire camp.

"30,000 energy points."

Whoosh whoosh!

The yaks scattered, but amidst the thick smoke, a dense rain of arrows, almost imperceptible to the light, descended.

Jiang He did not ignore the presence of the Soldier Demon. He raised his sword forward, surrounded by six illusory dragons. With a sudden tremor of his wrist, a torrent of immense force surged into the sky.

boom!

The gale destroyed the rain of arrows and dust overhead.

Under the command of Prince Ruyang, the Tiger Warriors had approached within 300 meters of the front.

"His Majesty's decree: Kill the traitor and be granted the title of king of a different surname!" the Tiger General shouted angrily. Although he said this, no one expected that the Prince of Yong would die at the hands of a common soldier.

Thirty thousand elite troops surged toward the canyon entrance like a tidal wave. From all directions of the battlefield, three terrestrial immortals, the Great Shun King and various powerful bandits, as well as several guild leaders, were all intently watching.

"Experts from the Xuanjin Guard have been appointed to oversee the battle."

"First, exhaust Prince Yong's true essence."

"This battle will inevitably result in heavy losses; we must remain loyal to our emperor and serve our country!"

A torrential downpour began.

Three hundred elite warriors pushed their shields forward, while other elite soldiers surrounded them in units of ten or five.

Jiang He raised his sword and slashed down, unleashing a tremendous force capable of cleaving rivers and splitting mountains. The fierce energy blasted the shield into dust. A flash of light slashed through the rain, and thirty-six heads wearing iron helmets flew up simultaneously, their blood splattering onto the rock walls on both sides, blooming into a dazzling crimson.

"kill!"

The Tiger Warriors roared in unison, their spears slashing forward like a forest. Jiang He casually swung his sword, the wind from which swirled up pebbles and sand, shattering the iron spears one after another. The sword light rained down continuously, each strike conserving energy to the extreme, and pillars of blood shot into the sky.

call!

An elite squad attempted to ambush from behind. Jiang He hurled his longsword with a backhand motion. The blade flashed like lightning, shattering the chests of seven men before embedding itself into the rock wall with a thunderous roar.

He charged into the crowd bare-handed, striking with his palms and elbows. The cracking of ribs and screams rose and fell. By the time the black blade returned to him by its own power of absorption, dozens of people lay dead at his feet, their blood leaving countless hideous dark patterns on the repaired white fairy robe.

Whoohoo!

Jiang He unleashed three consecutive strikes, each strike like a tornado crashing down, slaying over fifty people and leaving three empty passages that closed in the blink of an eye, as if the enemies were endless.

Black light spread from beneath their feet, collecting the corpses.

A tall monk attacked from the corner, his armor shattered. He was none other than the Demon-Subduing Monk, a renowned sub-hero of the Four Realms in Jiangnan, who belonged to the same sect as the Wrathful Monk and the Five Treasures Monk.

"Come and die!"

The Demon-Subduing Monk's giant handprint descended, its size resembling a house.

Jiang He turned and kicked, combining extreme speed and power, causing the giant handprint to shatter instantly. The Demon-Subduing Monk's face turned horrified as his chest disappeared and his soul was annihilated. His remains flew like a cannonball, crashing through the Tiger Legion's formation and crushing nearly a hundred people.

A near-hero, annihilated in a single blow.

Jiang He swung his sword, the blade flashing out a three-zhang-long sharp edge. Seventeen armored soldiers around him were instantly cleaved in two, their internal organs mixed with blood raining down. Before the soldiers' severed heads even hit the ground, he struck again, the sword light like a reversed Milky Way, and another thirty-odd heads shot into the sky. In the surging crimson blood mist, fragments of iron helmets clanged and clattered against the rocks.

The Tiger Legion's overwhelming offensive met with a bloodbath at the mouth of the canyon. Elite soldiers were slaughtered one after another, dying on the spot, leaving countless people with horrified expressions.

An hour passed.

The Tiger Legion, renowned for its elite troops, suffered a crushing defeat. The Xuanjin Guard, the war supervisor, killed hundreds of soldiers before managing to regroup the routed troops.

"The Longxiang Army, advance!" ordered the Prince of Ruyang.

As the tide surged again, Jiang He flicked away the blood droplets that had accumulated on the nicks of his black blade, glanced down at the silkworm patterns on his body, and continued to slaughter.

In the central army camp dedicated to suppressing the bandits, three terrestrial immortals quietly stepped forward.

"He has cut down 16,000 armored soldiers, and he is almost exhausted."

“I have a bad feeling about having disciples of the Holy Church appointed as supervisors.”

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

The three of them walked forward together.

At the mouth of the canyon, corpses flew everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers in all directions. No one could be seen on the outskirts, only the dazzling light of blades rising continuously.

Inside the iron walls surrounding the city, Jiang He killed nineteen people with a single slash. Suddenly, a gray shadow approached at lightning speed.

The old monk withered Zen precisely seized the moment when the sword was in motion and the target was exhausted and mentally fatigued. He struck Jiang He in the heart with a Great Withered Heaven Finger, which passed through him. The extremely powerful vitality of his body was instantly transformed into withered power and then detonated fiercely.

boom!

Jiang He staggered back several steps, his body swaying. The withering power sweeping through his body made him look like a skeleton. This was a martial arts masterpiece of Tianchan Temple, its power no less than that of an immortal-level single-target spell.

Swish!

The leader of the demonic sect attacked from behind, rushing past in a flash. His arm, bathed in moonlight, was pure white and as sharp as a divine weapon, severing the enemy's left arm in the blink of an eye.

Jiang He's eyes remained calm as golden blood gushed from his severed arm. With a single, swift strike, three thousand arcs of sword light shot forth, enveloping the Demonic Sect Leader and the withered monk.

—Dragon Spear Technique: Thousand Mountains Snow.

call!

Xie Anan stood in front of the Demonic Sect leader, his hands moving gracefully as if swimming fish were spinning in mid-air. Qian Shanxue's sword light deflected and splashed out, killing hundreds of soldiers.

The Xie family's fundamental tradition—the "Return Decision"—is based on the principle of using the opponent's strength against them, thus ensuring an invincible position from the outset.

Rumble!

On the other side, the old monk Ku Chan raised his hands in front of him, closed his eyes, and released a hazy Buddhist light from his whole body, as unshakable as a mountain. When Ku Chan activated the power to its peak without moving, the Thousand Mountain Snow Blade light fell on it, only creating countless sparks.

The meditator remains unmoved, making him the foremost defender in the world.

Jiang He raised an eyebrow. This was the first time Qian Shanxue had failed to break through his defenses. As a senior figure in the martial arts world, the old monk's strength was clearly still above the rankings.

"Your Highness, please forgive me." Xie Anan swiftly approached, striking back with his palm. It was as if tens of thousands of true essence fish were swimming around him, chasing and stirring the sea, creating an unparalleled strangling force.

The Demonic Cult Leader's figure was illusory, with one arm golden and the other white, the power of the sun and moon rising. The power and speed derived from it alone were enough to place him at the bottom of the world rankings.

boom!

The immense crushing force descended, and countless True Essence Fish pounded against Jiang He's body. The scales of the six protective Heavenly Dragon phantoms peeled off one by one, and strands of golden blood oozed out. Although the three had not yet activated their Divine Transformation, the combined pressure of the land immortals was already perilous.

"It shines upon countless Buddha-lands in all directions, and can save all worlds."

The old monk withered Zen opened his eyes and chanted: "The prince's death today will bring blessings to the world and all living beings through the divine art of weapon forging!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk Kuchan's figure changed dramatically, revealing a body with three heads and six arms. Under the protection of the hazy Buddhist light, he stepped forward, his six arms thrusting out like javelins, surging with intense light. Each of them was the Great Kutian Finger that had previously shattered someone's defense.

The old monk withered Zen eyes held both compassion and ferocity. As snow fell over the mountains, he was certain that the enemy could not break through his withered Zen defenses.

In the blink of an eye, time seems to stand still.

Jiang He looked around and saw a wisp of dark, sinful poison spreading across the mysterious area, along the symbol of the Ninth Prince of Southern Liang on his body, sweeping towards the distance.

Sinful Blood, a special ability that can spread remotely along the bloodline, and this time the target is Emperor Wu of Liang, as well as all the princes of the imperial family, including the crown prince.

Jiang He remained calm. In the joint promotion mission, he was still one short of killing three princes. He had no material blood relation with the royal family, but based on his initial identity, he was indeed from the same clan in the mysterious realm.

"Without practical experience, there is a possibility of failure."

"However, there are also two other options: suicide or killing the Duke of Tiele."

At the same time, in the Eastern Palace of the capital, the Crown Prince was pacing in his study when he suddenly collapsed to the ground under the watchful eyes of his subordinates, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying.

Inside the main hall of the imperial city, Emperor Wu of Liang had a long talk with Xiao Qingzhi. The second-best man in the land watched helplessly as the emperor before him lost all life and fell backward to his death.

In the sixteen prefectures of Southern Liang, all thirteen princes of the imperial family died, with only the third prince remaining alive in a coma.

[Note: You have completed the joint promotion mission]

[Note: You have ascended to the pinnacle of the Golden Age. Due to possessing the "Innate Divine Crystal," activating your Golden State does not require a domain.]

[Note: Your Golden State - Permanent Mode is now activated, granting a 30% all-around boost and a 30% total damage reduction against lower-ranking creatures.]

In an instant, on the battlefield.

Surrounded by auspicious clouds, Jiang He's body was enveloped in a golden aura from the overflowing blood, making him appear like a blazing sun standing on earth. His body was crystalline, and his divine radiance flowed. Under the power of time, all his injuries were healed, his energy was abundant, and he returned to his peak condition.

A violent and ferocious aura surged forth, and the blood-red light that had slaughtered tens of millions of lives swept across the land under the influence of the king's might. A silver spear appeared, and Jiang He reached out and grasped it. The extremely fierce spear energy filled the canyon, and all the True Essence Fish were annihilated.

Xie Anan's pupils dilated as if in an earthquake, and he roared, "Retreat!"

The leader of the demonic sect retreated immediately, his face filled with surprise and uncertainty.

But the old monk Kuchan was already close at hand, his face slightly pale, because the Prince Yong, who was holding the spear, seemed to have become a completely different person.

"Today, everyone in Changling County."

"Those I kill, none of them will escape."

Jiang He calmly presented the Long-Hate Dragon Spear, its brilliant light flashing as if in a vow of victory.

Death was destined, shattering the old monk's absolute defense. The ultimate killing power of the spear master obliterated the Six Paths Great Withered Heaven Finger. The cold spearhead pierced the center of his brow and emerged from the back of his head. The sub-legendary level of sinful poison shattered his soul.

Xie Anan accelerated his retreat, a look of unprecedented fear appearing on his face. The fluctuation just now was actually the advancement from the second realm to the third realm, and the Prince of Yong had reached the golden state. But what was really deadly was not the overall 30% increase, but the fact that the overall damage reduction of these terrestrial immortals had been reduced from 80% to 50%.

Between one increase and one decrease.

The silver spear instantly killed the current ninth-ranked monk in the world, the withered Zen monk, and all his blood essence became resources.

[Hint: Your energy nature, Sinful Poison, has been upgraded to Sub-Legendary LV13]

Meanwhile, outside the canyon.

Among the thousands of giant elephants, the guild leader of the Elephant Slave Guild looked extremely terrified. In the center of the battlefield, where everyone was watching, the silver spear was a symbol of hegemony. Everyone on the battlefield knew about it, so much so that its face, which had been almost invisible, gradually became clear.

"Overlord Mo Ke..."

In the vast and boundless battlefield, all the players were dumbfounded as Origin once again deployed its ultimate weapon.

[Notification from all beings: You are currently paying homage to the Overlord, Desert Wanderer]

[Note: Due to special circumstances, the main quest has been changed to be unique.]

[Task Name: Authoritative Certification]

[Mission Requirement: Escape the pursuit of the Origin Overlord-level life form]

[Mission Rewards: Automatically gain player privileges/Obtain the sub-legendary title "Undefeated"/35000 experience points and game currency/2 Immortal-level targeted skills]

[Task Time Limit: None]

[Task Penalty: None]

[Note: The Golden Age overlord has returned to its throne. Only the strong can escape its homage, rather than become the bones that forge the throne. The execution penalty for interrupting the main quest in the early stages has been waived. Those who escape with skill, flair, and defy their destined death will gain attention.]

[Violation Notice: The indigenous creature Xie Anan possesses the ability to escape; players should make their own choices.]

Just as the notification tone ended, the Duel World descended upon Changling County, completely enveloping the surrounding area.

Boom!

The violent shaking of the earth made countless people lose their footing. A tornado of spear-like energy charged from the mouth of the canyon, smashing through the city wall of Changling County, destroying dozens of houses, cracking the streets, and finally emerging from the sky full of rocks that were scattered by the collapse of the opposite city wall, leaving a deep crack that was a kilometer long.

A single strike pierces the city.

Ignoring the deaths and injuries of nearly ten thousand people along the way, Jiang He picked up the head of the Prince of Ruyang and shattered it with a casual shake, giving him a 30% boost in all aspects. This made him incredibly close to the King of Gold, although some shortcomings and attributes still needed to be addressed. At least in terms of killing power, he was comparable.

Boom!

In another reckless charge, Jiang He smashed through the Imperial Guard's trump card of three thousand heavy cavalry. The top-grade Yang steel armor was as brittle as paper. He raised his hand and took off the heads of the two army commanders.

Two charges tore the earth apart.

Despair spread across Changling County. Some outlaws on the periphery turned and ran, but they were powerless against the legendary, solid natural barrier, which remained unmoved no matter how they were attacked.

Chapter 584 Invincible (Total 8K, 1 chapter)

The prolonged silence was like an omnipresent ghost haunting the battlefield, leaving the players standing motionless.

There's no way to escape, and you can't win either.