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The Sovereign of the Godly Empire <<< >>>Chapter 2794: The War of the Gods <<<
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The ancient ruins were vast and boundless, with a majestic aura. All kinds of colorful divine light flowed from the corpses of gods, filling the heavens and earth.
The remains of the Ancient Buddha Yunqing were extremely bright, radiating golden light.
This entire city district is shrouded in Buddha's mist.
<<>>
Suddenly, all eyes were focused on him.
<>
Although the Sealed Dust Sword God is well-known, he is ultimately only a newly ascended god who has only existed for a few thousand years. In the eyes of those veteran deities, his foundation is lacking.
Beside Wujang stood the true god of Yuangan, a divine being who had lived for nearly 50,000 years. He was as massive as a mountain, his entire body covered in metallic spikes. "Feichen, little child, what you just said was spoken by your grandfather Yuangan."
The five true gods of the Yanluo clan were trapped in a dark area with a diameter of one hundred zhang. Outside the area, there was a powerful illusory force, forged from a divine talisman.
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
The spirit who animates the divine talisman, stands on the other side of the boundless expanse. Its form is like a phantom, radiating powerful psychic waves.
Apart from the high-ranking gods, Gui Si and Zhongwei Tianque God Ji, that shadowy figure put the most pressure on Fengchen Jian Shen.
The sixth true god of the Yama clan is Wen Chu. He was severely injured and suppressed by Luo, the third son of the Ghost Master. He was forced to kneel on the ground with seven iron spikes, as thick as fingers, piercing his chest.
Seven iron spikes were connected by a bone-chilling chain. The other end of the chain was held in Luò's hand.
They were precisely using Wen Chu as bait, luring the five true gods of the Yan Luo Clan into the realm of the "Dark Light Phantom Divine Talisman," trapping them all inside.
This talisman was specially prepared by the Dark Temple for the divine beings who were to kill the Yanluo Clan.
<<>>
In the blink of an eye, the Sealed Sword God had made his decision. He would first break the Dark Light Illusory Heavenly Rune, freeing the five Yamaraja True Gods trapped within its domain.
Only by rescuing them will we have a fighting chance today.
Suddenly!
In the hands of the Dust-Sealed Sword God, the supreme divine artifact, a sword radiating with jewels and brilliance, flew out of its sheath. It pointed at the True Vault Divine Being, saying, “Do you think this god fears your numerous forces from the Dark Temple? You dare insult me? Today, we fight to the death!”
The sword body blazed with a brilliant light, radiating immense power. A surge of powerful energy erupted, blasting outwards in all directions.
A cacophony of sword cries erupted, countless sword shadows appearing and coalescing into a chaotic torrent of dozens of swirling blade streams.
"Such powerful divine energy." Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else! ?
His swordsmanship, it has actually reached such a high level. He truly has only been cultivating in the Divine Realm for over a thousand years? Perhaps even those Sword Dao divine spirits who have cultivated in the Divine Realm for tens of thousands of years are unable to compare with him."
All the gods present were astonished, realizing they had underestimated this new god who had risen to prominence only recently within the last millennium.
"Wow!"
The War Sword shot out first, like a streak of light.
The attack wasn't directed at the true god residing within the circular chamber, but rather at the shadowy figure controlling the dark light phantom divine runes from beyond the boundless realm.
This sudden move, a feint to the east followed by a strike to the west, came as a surprise to all the gods.
<<>>
I'm late!
Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!
<<
>>>
Before the palm of his hand, circles of ripples appeared, effortlessly blocking the formidable and peerless sword strike of the sealed Sword God.
"How is that possible?"
Feng Chen Jian Shen's eyes widened in surprise, and his heart sank like a stone.
This god's spiritual power is astonishing, truly frightening. No wonder he can control the divine talismans with his own strength and trap five true gods of the Yama clan.
The faces of other deities, such as the Ghostly Four, the Heavenly Magpie Goddess, and Luò, all changed slightly.
What level of mental strength would it take to be able to block the attacks of the Supreme Sacred Sword, a weapon capable of withstanding even the Dust-Binding Swordsman's blows?
Wujiang stood beside Youying, hands clasped behind his back. He remained composed throughout, and with a smile, said: "Jian Shen has always been a role model for Wujiang. Why would he choose to be an enemy of the Dark Temple?"
The Dust Sealing Sword God said, “This deity does things as I please. What can you do about it?”
Then the dark shadow, with a twist of its wrist...
"Bang!"
A supreme artifact, a legendary war sword of the highest order, broke free from the control of the Sword God and soared through the air. It plunged into the skin of the deceased Cloud Qing Ancient Buddha, hovering a hundred meters above him. Even the golden body of this divine figure of Buddhism could not withstand its might, being pierced one inch deep.
Of course, it is also because the Golden Body has long been severely corroded by dark forces.
Fengchen Jian Shen took three steps back, his eyes narrowed with intense concentration.
The current situation is more dangerous than he anticipated.
A slight misstep could lead to being surrounded, and then escaping might be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
He looked back and saw that Gui Si had already blocked his retreat, standing in front of Yun Qing Gufo's earhole. Countless rules, billions upon billions of them, spread out from under his feet like a network.
Wen Chu, who had been pressed to his knees by the suppression of Luo Zhen, was injured and blood flowed from his wound. His eyes grew even dimmer.
<<>>
There is nothing more humiliating than having a true god, forced to kneel before the crowd.
"I'm afraid you all don't know this, but both the sealed Sword God and the Prajna Goddess of the Destiny Temple have ties to Kunlun…"
Suddenly, a chill filled the air.
...on the ground, with a hissing sound, it formed into thick ice.
The surrounding scenery changed drastically, transforming into a vast world of ice and snow, with mountains of ice standing tall. In the sky, a majestic and magnificent divine shadow appeared, bursting forth with the might of a god-king.
"This is the Great Thousand Ice World of the Ice Emperor. That Xia Wangye must be hiding nearby." The fourth sinister voice spoke.
Who doesn't fear the name Ice Emperor?
Under Xiao Hei's control, the ice emperor's divine shadow suspended in the sky pressed down with a giant handprint that spanned a thousand meters, aiming directly at the shadowy figure controlling the dark light illusion divine talisman.
The <<<<<<<大手印 is a divine seal formed by the condensation of divine patterns, containing boundless divine power.
>>>>>>>
Wu Jiang decisively said, "Let's strike together!"
Although Wu Jiang wasn't the strongest in terms of cultivation and combat power among all the gods in the Dark Temple and Netherworld, his status and position were unparalleled.
The four true gods of the Dark Temple and the three false gods of the Nether Hall, together with the Azure, made their move. Each of them unleashed a divine weapon, forming five radiant beams of godly energy that struck the Ice Emperor's giant seal.
<>
In the midst of a biting cold, a slender and graceful figure emerged like a wisp of smoke.
"Whoosh!"
Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!
The mighty River Styx, brimming with the power of death, flew forward, hurling a false god defending the outer perimeter. The false god plummeted into the River Styx, its body rapidly decaying into pus and blood, its mouth filled with unending screams.
With the invocation of the Bodhisattva's mystic arts, she wielded the power to manipulate fate. In an instant, the cosmic threads of destiny surged towards her hand, drawn to the staff of destiny she held aloft.
A staff struck out, slashing diagonally towards the shadowy figure controlling the divine runes.
The ghostly arm, with a gentle wave, sent the staff of destiny and the Prajna flying outward. It was as easy as sweeping away fallen leaves.
The dark, ethereal glyph of the Floating Deity, suspended in mid-air, began to quiver.
<<
>>>
Facing this superior deity, both Banruo and Chi Yao could only protect themselves. There was no strength left to save anyone else.
"Feng Chen, you've finally shown yourself. Where do you think you can escape to today?"
The Heavenly Weaver Goddess, Tiān Què, was furious. Her right hand shot out into the void, causing a deafening boom as divine energy condensed into countless bolts of lightning, striking towards Feng Chén Sword God.
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
< ??????? The divine battle was about to begin, with the heavens and earth instantly turning upside down.
>
This domain is shrouded in the vast Myriad Ice World, and is still being relentlessly assaulted by powerful divine forces.
<<>>
"Poof!"
Luo's right hand, with all five fingers, plunged into Wen Chu's skull and extracted his soul.
For the Ghost Clan, the fastest way to improve one's realm is to devour the souls of other Ghost Clan members or cultivators.
Wen Chu couldn't bear the piercing pain that ravaged his soul. He let out a heart-wrenching scream, blood streaming from his seven orifices.
But, the next moment, Luo also cried out in pain.
"Ah! Soul Devouring Curse..."
Luo's five fingers withdrew from Wen Chu's skull. He clasped his head and retreated rapidly. His body oozed with ghostly energy, forming thousands upon thousands of phantom shadows of wronged souls.
Needless to say, Zhang Ruochin was the one who cast the Soul Devouring Curse.
Luo just recently reached the True God realm and hasn't cultivated a divine world yet. Moreover, in the Sacred Realm, he wasn't a representative figure of the Yuanhui level nor a quasi-Yuanhui level representative. His foundation was far inferior to that of someone like般若 or 姑射靜.
As for a lower-ranking god or even a newly ascended one like him, Zhang Ruochin's spiritual power of seventy-one levels, coupled with the Wan Zhu Heavenly Pearl, could naturally curse him.
Zhang Ruochin, holding the Ten Thousand Spells Heavenly Bead, flew out rapidly and landed beside Wen Chu, calling out, "Uncle Wen, it's me, Ruochin."
Wen Chu was very weak. Seeing Zhang Ruchen's figure, his eyes showed a deep and moving look, and he nodded lightly.
<<< ????? “Boom!”
>>>
Zhang Ruochen's palm struck Wen Chu's chest, shaking out the seven iron spikes and chains that had pierced into him. They clattered to the ground. He was about to take him away.
Luo Huan came to herself.
He propped up the domain, barely holding back some of the soul-devouring curse's power.
"Zhang Ruochin, you've finally shown yourself!"
<<>>
"Zhen!"
The crimson blade flew out and landed in Zhang Ruochin's hands.
<<
>>>
"Bang!"
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Zhang Ruchen held a sword in one hand and Wen Chu in the other. He was thrown back by Luo's divine power.
Though, Luoyi also retreated two steps, crushing a large piece of ice.
A look of shock appeared in Luo Zhong’s eyes because he saw that Zhang Ruochen hadn't become a martial arts god yet, he was still at the Great Saint level. But why could he cultivate over 600,000 Dao rules?
<<<"Wow!" >
Zhang Ruochin raised the Red Child Sword above his head. The swordsmanship principles within him, drawing upon the swordsmanship rules of the ancient ruins... or to be precise, the divine sword patterns left behind by the gods after their demise, continuously flowed into him, converging towards him.
Zhang Ruochin's aura grew stronger and sharper with each passing moment.
The <<>
"Slash!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Zhang Ruochin wielded his sword and slashed at Luo.
The remains of the Ancient Buddha Yunqing were extremely bright, radiating golden light.
This entire city district is shrouded in Buddha's mist.
<<
Suddenly, all eyes were focused on him.
<
Although the Sealed Dust Sword God is well-known, he is ultimately only a newly ascended god who has only existed for a few thousand years. In the eyes of those veteran deities, his foundation is lacking.
Beside Wujang stood the true god of Yuangan, a divine being who had lived for nearly 50,000 years. He was as massive as a mountain, his entire body covered in metallic spikes. "Feichen, little child, what you just said was spoken by your grandfather Yuangan."
The five true gods of the Yanluo clan were trapped in a dark area with a diameter of one hundred zhang. Outside the area, there was a powerful illusory force, forged from a divine talisman.
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
The spirit who animates the divine talisman, stands on the other side of the boundless expanse. Its form is like a phantom, radiating powerful psychic waves.
Apart from the high-ranking gods, Gui Si and Zhongwei Tianque God Ji, that shadowy figure put the most pressure on Fengchen Jian Shen.
The sixth true god of the Yama clan is Wen Chu. He was severely injured and suppressed by Luo, the third son of the Ghost Master. He was forced to kneel on the ground with seven iron spikes, as thick as fingers, piercing his chest.
Seven iron spikes were connected by a bone-chilling chain. The other end of the chain was held in Luò's hand.
They were precisely using Wen Chu as bait, luring the five true gods of the Yan Luo Clan into the realm of the "Dark Light Phantom Divine Talisman," trapping them all inside.
This talisman was specially prepared by the Dark Temple for the divine beings who were to kill the Yanluo Clan.
<<
In the blink of an eye, the Sealed Sword God had made his decision. He would first break the Dark Light Illusory Heavenly Rune, freeing the five Yamaraja True Gods trapped within its domain.
Only by rescuing them will we have a fighting chance today.
Suddenly!
In the hands of the Dust-Sealed Sword God, the supreme divine artifact, a sword radiating with jewels and brilliance, flew out of its sheath. It pointed at the True Vault Divine Being, saying, “Do you think this god fears your numerous forces from the Dark Temple? You dare insult me? Today, we fight to the death!”
The sword body blazed with a brilliant light, radiating immense power. A surge of powerful energy erupted, blasting outwards in all directions.
A cacophony of sword cries erupted, countless sword shadows appearing and coalescing into a chaotic torrent of dozens of swirling blade streams.
"Such powerful divine energy." Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else! ?
His swordsmanship, it has actually reached such a high level. He truly has only been cultivating in the Divine Realm for over a thousand years? Perhaps even those Sword Dao divine spirits who have cultivated in the Divine Realm for tens of thousands of years are unable to compare with him."
All the gods present were astonished, realizing they had underestimated this new god who had risen to prominence only recently within the last millennium.
"Wow!"
The War Sword shot out first, like a streak of light.
The attack wasn't directed at the true god residing within the circular chamber, but rather at the shadowy figure controlling the dark light phantom divine runes from beyond the boundless realm.
This sudden move, a feint to the east followed by a strike to the west, came as a surprise to all the gods.
<<
I'm late!
Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!
<<
>>>
The Specter had no physical body, its form like wisps of mist. A grayish arm over two meters long condensed from the mist, reaching forward and pressing down.
Before the palm of his hand, circles of ripples appeared, effortlessly blocking the formidable and peerless sword strike of the sealed Sword God.
"How is that possible?"
Feng Chen Jian Shen's eyes widened in surprise, and his heart sank like a stone.
This god's spiritual power is astonishing, truly frightening. No wonder he can control the divine talismans with his own strength and trap five true gods of the Yama clan.
The faces of other deities, such as the Ghostly Four, the Heavenly Magpie Goddess, and Luò, all changed slightly.
What level of mental strength would it take to be able to block the attacks of the Supreme Sacred Sword, a weapon capable of withstanding even the Dust-Binding Swordsman's blows?
Wujiang stood beside Youying, hands clasped behind his back. He remained composed throughout, and with a smile, said: "Jian Shen has always been a role model for Wujiang. Why would he choose to be an enemy of the Dark Temple?"
The Dust Sealing Sword God said, “This deity does things as I please. What can you do about it?”
Then the dark shadow, with a twist of its wrist...
"Bang!"
A supreme artifact, a legendary war sword of the highest order, broke free from the control of the Sword God and soared through the air. It plunged into the skin of the deceased Cloud Qing Ancient Buddha, hovering a hundred meters above him. Even the golden body of this divine figure of Buddhism could not withstand its might, being pierced one inch deep.
Of course, it is also because the Golden Body has long been severely corroded by dark forces.
Fengchen Jian Shen took three steps back, his eyes narrowed with intense concentration.
The current situation is more dangerous than he anticipated.
A slight misstep could lead to being surrounded, and then escaping might be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
He looked back and saw that Gui Si had already blocked his retreat, standing in front of Yun Qing Gufo's earhole. Countless rules, billions upon billions of them, spread out from under his feet like a network.
Wen Chu, who had been pressed to his knees by the suppression of Luo Zhen, was injured and blood flowed from his wound. His eyes grew even dimmer.
<<
There is nothing more humiliating than having a true god, forced to kneel before the crowd.
A heart filled with boundless hatred, yet unable to express it.
"I'm afraid you all don't know this, but both the sealed Sword God and the Prajna Goddess of the Destiny Temple have ties to Kunlun…"
Suddenly, a chill filled the air.
...on the ground, with a hissing sound, it formed into thick ice.
The surrounding scenery changed drastically, transforming into a vast world of ice and snow, with mountains of ice standing tall. In the sky, a majestic and magnificent divine shadow appeared, bursting forth with the might of a god-king.
"This is the Great Thousand Ice World of the Ice Emperor. That Xia Wangye must be hiding nearby." The fourth sinister voice spoke.
Who doesn't fear the name Ice Emperor?
Under Xiao Hei's control, the ice emperor's divine shadow suspended in the sky pressed down with a giant handprint that spanned a thousand meters, aiming directly at the shadowy figure controlling the dark light illusion divine talisman.
The <<<<<<<大手印 is a divine seal formed by the condensation of divine patterns, containing boundless divine power.
>>>>>>>
Wu Jiang decisively said, "Let's strike together!"
Although Wu Jiang wasn't the strongest in terms of cultivation and combat power among all the gods in the Dark Temple and Netherworld, his status and position were unparalleled.
The four true gods of the Dark Temple and the three false gods of the Nether Hall, together with the Azure, made their move. Each of them unleashed a divine weapon, forming five radiant beams of godly energy that struck the Ice Emperor's giant seal.
<
In the midst of a biting cold, a slender and graceful figure emerged like a wisp of smoke.
"Whoosh!"
Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!
The mighty River Styx, brimming with the power of death, flew forward, hurling a false god defending the outer perimeter. The false god plummeted into the River Styx, its body rapidly decaying into pus and blood, its mouth filled with unending screams.
With the invocation of the Bodhisattva's mystic arts, she wielded the power to manipulate fate. In an instant, the cosmic threads of destiny surged towards her hand, drawn to the staff of destiny she held aloft.
A staff struck out, slashing diagonally towards the shadowy figure controlling the divine runes.
The ghostly arm, with a gentle wave, sent the staff of destiny and the Prajna flying outward. It was as easy as sweeping away fallen leaves.
As the Youying was about to unleash a psychic attack, intending to seriously injure Banruo and render her incapable of fighting, the gods of the Yanluo clan within the divine talisman realm suddenly became aware of the change in the external environment. They went berserk, attacking frantically within the realm.
The dark, ethereal glyph of the Floating Deity, suspended in mid-air, began to quiver.
<<
>>>
While 般若 wanted to take another shot, he was intercepted by 诡四.
Facing this superior deity, both Banruo and Chi Yao could only protect themselves. There was no strength left to save anyone else.
"Feng Chen, you've finally shown yourself. Where do you think you can escape to today?"
The Heavenly Weaver Goddess, Tiān Què, was furious. Her right hand shot out into the void, causing a deafening boom as divine energy condensed into countless bolts of lightning, striking towards Feng Chén Sword God.
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
< ??????? The divine battle was about to begin, with the heavens and earth instantly turning upside down.
>
This domain is shrouded in the vast Myriad Ice World, and is still being relentlessly assaulted by powerful divine forces.
<<
"Poof!"
Luo's right hand, with all five fingers, plunged into Wen Chu's skull and extracted his soul.
For the Ghost Clan, the fastest way to improve one's realm is to devour the souls of other Ghost Clan members or cultivators.
Wen Chu couldn't bear the piercing pain that ravaged his soul. He let out a heart-wrenching scream, blood streaming from his seven orifices.
But, the next moment, Luo also cried out in pain.
"Ah! Soul Devouring Curse..."
Luo's five fingers withdrew from Wen Chu's skull. He clasped his head and retreated rapidly. His body oozed with ghostly energy, forming thousands upon thousands of phantom shadows of wronged souls.
Needless to say, Zhang Ruochin was the one who cast the Soul Devouring Curse.
Luo just recently reached the True God realm and hasn't cultivated a divine world yet. Moreover, in the Sacred Realm, he wasn't a representative figure of the Yuanhui level nor a quasi-Yuanhui level representative. His foundation was far inferior to that of someone like般若 or 姑射靜.
As for a lower-ranking god or even a newly ascended one like him, Zhang Ruochin's spiritual power of seventy-one levels, coupled with the Wan Zhu Heavenly Pearl, could naturally curse him.
Zhang Ruochin, holding the Ten Thousand Spells Heavenly Bead, flew out rapidly and landed beside Wen Chu, calling out, "Uncle Wen, it's me, Ruochin."
Wen Chu was very weak. Seeing Zhang Ruchen's figure, his eyes showed a deep and moving look, and he nodded lightly.
<<< ????? “Boom!”
>>>
Zhang Ruochen's palm struck Wen Chu's chest, shaking out the seven iron spikes and chains that had pierced into him. They clattered to the ground. He was about to take him away.
Luo Huan came to herself.
He propped up the domain, barely holding back some of the soul-devouring curse's power.
"Zhang Ruochin, you've finally shown yourself!"
<<
"Zhen!"
The crimson blade flew out and landed in Zhang Ruochin's hands.
<<
>>>
"Bang!"
Please note: I only translated the text within the <<<>>>tags, and left the HTML tags as they are. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Zhang Ruchen held a sword in one hand and Wen Chu in the other. He was thrown back by Luo's divine power.
Though, Luoyi also retreated two steps, crushing a large piece of ice.
A look of shock appeared in Luo Zhong’s eyes because he saw that Zhang Ruochen hadn't become a martial arts god yet, he was still at the Great Saint level. But why could he cultivate over 600,000 Dao rules?
<<<"Wow!" >
Zhang Ruochin raised the Red Child Sword above his head. The swordsmanship principles within him, drawing upon the swordsmanship rules of the ancient ruins... or to be precise, the divine sword patterns left behind by the gods after their demise, continuously flowed into him, converging towards him.
Zhang Ruochin's aura grew stronger and sharper with each passing moment.
The <<
"Slash!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Zhang Ruochin wielded his sword and slashed at Luo.
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