“Soul Mourning Curse!”
The Seven-Handed Elder was entangled by the branches of the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree, hanging upside down in mid-air, his body swaying like aged cured meat in the wind. Gnashing his teeth in fury, he had no choice but to release his mental power to aid Zhang Ruochen in activating the Ten Thousand Curses Heavenly Pearl.
Killing a True God was impossible.
But killing a False God was within the realm of possibility.
Shattering a False God’s divine soul could severely weaken it.
However, it would only be weakened, not destroyed.
Because a False God’s divine soul, divine thoughts, and spirit were fused into every drop of blood, every piece of tissue, a Great Saint’s methods could not completely kill a divine being.
Mo Yunduan’s divine soul, already on the verge of breaking from Sword Thirteen’s attack, suffered the assault of the “Soul Mourning Curse.” His divine soul experienced tearing pain, and a piercing, shrill scream erupted from his mouth.
This was the scream of a god!
If it had resounded in the Kunlun Realm, countless beings would have perished.
Zhang Ruochen’s eardrums instantly shattered, blood streaming out, his mind feeling as though pierced by thousands of divine needles.
He let out a long roar, exerting all his strength to channel a continuous stream of blood煞气, activating the Ten Thousand Curses Heavenly Pearl to ensure the Soul Mourning Curse continued to affect Mo Yunduan.
Whoosh!
From the Three Enclosures and Twenty-Eight Mansions Array, the Titan Ghost Axe flew out.
From the Paradise Realm, the Supreme Holy Artifact of the Titan Temple.
The Titan Ghost Axe was pitch black and profound, its handle ten zhang long, exuding an eternal aura of slaughter. It broke through the divine clouds, like splitting heaven and earth, and struck Mo Yunduan with a fierce blow.
Mo Yunduan’s divine body, already cracked half a palm wide from the impact of the Ancient Golden Crow Cauldron, shattered completely under the Titan Ghost Axe’s strike, both flesh and divine soul breaking apart simultaneously.
Boom!
The shattering of a divine soul created a violent soul force shockwave.
The true form of the Burial Gold White Tiger rushed out, appearing before Zhang Ruochen, radiating golden light, blocking the invisible soul force shockwave.
It cursed in a low voice, “What realm are you at, daring to meddle in a divine battle? Do you know, if I hadn’t blocked the soul force shockwave, your holy soul might already be in pieces?”
Zhang Ruochen gave a bitter smile, saying, “But it was blocked, wasn’t it?”
“After this battle, don’t expect me to help you again. If you keep seeking death like this, next time you might provoke a True God!” The Burial Gold White Tiger grumbled and disappeared again.
It wasn’t unwilling to help Zhang Ruochen, but it worried he would grow dependent on its power.
Zhang Ruochen had no desire to oppose a False God, but circumstances were stronger than his will, leaving him no choice.
Bai Qing’er, Haitang Granny, Blood Spirit Immortal, and Xiao Hei, relying on their formidable mental strength, withstood the soul force shockwave from the divine soul’s shattering. However, each was heavily injured, their spirits visibly weakened.
Blood Spirit Immortal, who had once entered the divine realm, knew the divine realm best, saying, “Immediately refine or collect Mo Yunduan’s scattered divine soul. We cannot let his divine soul reassemble.”
Haitang Granny unleashed the Sword Pavilion, transforming it into a supremely sacred tower.
The tower’s gates opened, continuously drawing in the divine soul scattered in the void, sealing it within the tower.
Sizzle!
Xiao Hei spat out Undying Divine Fire, turning into a sea of flames, burning the divine soul.
Zhang Ruochen took out the Purple Gold Gourd but, remembering Gong Nanfeng was still inside, put it away and took out the Hidden Mountain Demon Mirror, absorbing the divine soul into the mirror.
Bai Qing’er, severely injured and wary of Kunlun Realm cultivators targeting her after slaying the god, focused on healing rather than acting herself. Instead, she released six pots of Soul-Devouring Orchids.
The six pots of Soul-Devouring Orchids emitted an extremely cold aura.
Sensing the divine soul filling the surroundings, they let out joyful laughter, their leaves growing wildly, soon transforming into six enormous orchids.
The orchid leaves, like ten-thousand-zhang dark clouds.
With each breath of the leaves, they devoured large amounts of divine soul.
Everyone employed their methods, yet some divine soul still gathered toward Mo Yunduan’s remains. The remains emitted blinding divine light, showing signs of reassembling a divine body.
Zhang Ruochen noticed that since Mo Yunduan was severely wounded, Bai Qing’er had become less proactive.
This couldn’t continue!
If Mo Yunduan reassembled his divine body, he would be nearly impossible to deal with.
“Don’t refine the divine soul yet. Continue activating the array to prevent Mo Yunduan from reassembling his divine body,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Haitang Granny held her hands in a void embrace, lifting the Sword Pavilion.
The Sword Pavilion slowly rotated, carrying countless battle swords, attacking the densest area of divine remains and soul mist.
Roar!
A more terrifying divine roar than before came from the depths of the soul mist, shaking Zhang Ruochen until his vision darkened, nearly causing him to collapse in the void.
When his vision cleared, Mo Yunduan had reassembled his divine body, standing above them like an unrivaled heavenly god. His divine might, like ten thousand mountains and rivers, pressed down on them.
Divine fire burned on his body, emitting dazzling light.
With a palm strike, he unleashed a divine hand, forcing the Sword Pavilion back.
The Sword Pavilion tilted.
Boom!
The sea beneath Haitang Granny shattered under the Sword Pavilion’s impact.
Her aged body was ignited by the divine fire Mo Yunduan unleashed, her flesh turning to ash in an instant, leaving only a seven-colored skeleton standing unyieldingly in the void, at the center of a seven-colored vortex.
“This is true divine fire, with a temperature exceeding a million degrees, comparable to the core of a star, capable of destroying worlds. Any being touched by it will die,” Xiao Hei said, trembling with fear, as its Undying Divine Fire was only five hundred thousand degrees.
Even from a thousand li away, Zhang Ruochen felt the overwhelming heat.
The Pure Extinguishing Divine Fire he cultivated was currently only ten thousand degrees, a hundred times weaker than Mo Yunduan’s flames. Even a single spark landing on him would reduce him to ashes instantly.
This was the power of a god, true power.
Having lost most of his divine soul, Mo Yunduan, in a critical moment, used a self-damaging forbidden technique, burning his lifespan and divine blood to forcibly reassemble his divine body.
His face twisted in rage, roaring, “A group of Saint Realm beings dare to attempt deicide. Today, let’s see if you can withstand a god’s wrath.”
Mo Yunduan became even stronger than before, spitting divine fire that turned into a blazing wave of heat.
Like a stellar flare erupting, the divine fire surged, and two Soul-Devouring Orchids, comparable to Supreme Realm Great Saints, caught fire, emitting piercing screams.
In just one breath, they turned to ash.
Bai Qing’er quickly retrieved the remaining four Soul-Devouring Orchids, using the Way of Flowing Light to avoid the spreading divine fire.
This divine fire, formed by Mo Yunduan burning his lifespan and divine blood, was something even she dared not touch.
Hadn’t they seen Haitang Granny burned to just bones?
The six Soul-Devouring Orchids were rare species that had lived over an eon, cultivated meticulously by Bai Qing’er to reach their current state. She valued them more than Shang Yue and Shang Xia, as they had the potential to become divine plants in the future.
Losing two was like two stabs to her heart.
Her heart filled with intense killing intent, she said, “Mo Yunduan is fighting desperately now. This is the true test for us. Everyone, hold nothing back. Use all your trump cards!”
Zhang Ruochen said, “That’s what I wanted to say to Miss Bai. We must give our all and trust each other. If we can’t unite, we might as well flee now.”
Xiao Hei wanted to say they should have fled from the start, perhaps later seeking Bai Qing’er to seize the Heavenly Pivot Needle. Why fight a god to the death for her?
But considering Zhang Ruochen’s reluctance to return to the Kunlun Realm and his intent to kill a god, Xiao Hei held back.
Blood Spirit Immortal, exhausted after using Sword Thirteen, could no longer fight.
Haitang Granny, burned to a skeleton by divine fire, was severely injured, only able to lend mental strength.
This was the outcome Bai Qing’er hoped for, allowing her to let go of all concerns, fight with full force to achieve deicide, and not worry about dying at the hands of Kunlun Realm cultivators afterward.
Kunlun Realm cultivators might not act against her, but she had to guard against it.
“Want to escape now? Too late!”
From Mo Yunduan’s brow, a scroll radiating divine light flew out.
The scroll was made from a god’s skin, capable of containing all things in the world. A god’s divine thoughts were suppressed within, constantly emitting pained roars.
The scroll depicted a stone pillar standing in the sea, supporting the sky.
The pillar was wrapped in countless chains.
The chains bound a golden-haired god, roaring to the heavens, his face contorted in unbearable pain.
“The God-Locking Scroll of the Death God Temple,” Zhang Ruochen’s expression shifted slightly.
The enemy came prepared.
Bai Qing’er was moved, realizing her decision to join forces with Zhang Ruochen for deicide, rather than fleeing, was correct. Otherwise, with Mo Yunduan wielding the God-Locking Scroll, even with her mastery of the Way of Flowing Light, escape would have been difficult.
Clang!
The sound of chains dragging echoed through the void.
Godly cables, like giant iron dragons, flew from the God-Locking Scroll, entangling the three Supreme Holy Artifacts and twenty-eight Monarch Holy Artifacts in the Three Enclosures and Twenty-Eight Mansions Array.
Bang!
Bang!
Explosions rang out continuously.
One Monarch Holy Artifact after another was twisted into scrap metal by the godly cables, their artifact spirits dissipating.
The array was collapsing, unable to suppress him.
Blood Spirit Immortal sighed, knowing deicide was a delusion, and flew to Zhang Ruochen’s left, saying, “Go, escape now.”
“Don’t wait. Once Mo Yunduan breaks free from the array, we won’t even have a chance to flee. Since you can’t stay with the Blood Absolute Clan, come back to the Kunlun Realm with us. As long as we rescue the Supreme Elder, he will protect your growth.”
Haitang Granny, now a seven-colored skeleton, flew to Zhang Ruochen’s right, saying the same.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen’s unwillingness, Blood Spirit Immortal and Haitang Granny exchanged a glance, preparing to forcibly take him away.
“Wait, look, what is she doing?”
Zhang Ruochen pointed at Bai Qing’er.
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Setting: A False God’s power is equivalent to a star’s energy.
The sun’s surface temperature is about 5,500 degrees, with its core around 20 million degrees.
Thus, in the novel, a False God’s usual destructive power isn’t too strong. When using forbidden techniques like burning lifespan and divine blood, the divine fire’s temperature can exceed one million degrees.
When a False God self-destructs, the temperature can exceed ten million degrees.
The flames cultivated by Wu Yue Ming Huang and Xiao Hei are hundreds of thousands of degrees, the pinnacle of the Great Saint level. Gods and Great Saints are fundamentally different.
In the novel, the unit “degree” is changed to “level.”
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Also, I’ve been getting a bit carried away with writing lately. I’d like to ask for some monthly votes. Hopefully, I can manage a third update one day.
There’s another chapter tonight.
