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Chapter 1: The Disappearance of the God King
Shishu and Tao Tie faced each other in opposition, neither in a hurry to strike.
Shishu said, "Ten thousand years ago during the Apocalyptic War, the Four Great Ancient Beasts—Tao Tie, Chaos, Taowu, and Qiongqi—were all slain by Emperor Huang."
"Back then, only Tao Tie was left with a Bloodline. Emperor Huang showed mercy and did not eradicate it completely; this is why the Benevolent Are Invincible. Later, as he cultivated further, he slaughtered countless beings. I wanted to kill you, but at that time I was interrupted by others and had no time to attend to it. I could only leave behind a sealing formation and this killing intent."
"If you have a heart for goodness, this killing intent will dissipate along with the earth."
"You possess great fortune to have grown this far. Since ancient times, those with great fortune cannot be killed; they will attract penalties for millennia. However, for me, this penalty is useless."
Upon hearing this, the Walker cultivators were all astonished. They had learned the secrets of the Apocalyptic War from ten thousand years ago. Emperor Huang had slain the Four Great Ancient Beasts. What kind of battle was that? And what was the reason for it?
"Enough with the nonsense," Tao Tie continued to roar. "When you think about it, you've lived for ten thousand years, and so have I. That old man Emperor Huang is dead. Who among your human race can stop me from entering the court?"
"If you could kill me, why wait until now? You sealed me for thousands of years just to suppress my beastly nature and divine power, turning me into your mount."
"However, I am not a beast; I am a god. Your tricks have long been seen through by me."
"I cannot kill you?"
Shishu then stepped forward towards Tao Tie. With each step he took, it felt as if a sphere was crashing down onto the ground, causing the entire Nine Provinces to tremble. Tao Tie's expression turned serious as he immediately wielded the Desolate Tower, attempting to suppress Shishu.
The Desolate Tower flew like a star from beyond the realm, crashing into the ground.
"You call yourself a god? A god of charlatans? Show me your hands."
Shishu walked with his hands behind his back, completely indifferent to the crashing Desolate Tower above him. As he moved, he resembled a God King descending to the mortal realm, a subtle yet radiant aura emanating from him.
This brilliance was not blinding or invisible; rather, it was soft and sacred, inspiring reverence and submission.
Just as the Desolate Tower was about to fall, it inexplicably froze in the Void, unable to move.
Shishu lifted his right foot and calmly aimed a kick at the Tao Tie.
The force of his kick was enough to extinguish stars.
The surrounding void around the Tao Tie was entirely restrained, preventing it from evading. Shishu's foot landed squarely on the top of the Tao Tie's head.
A Thunderous Roar erupted…
With a tremendous sound, the entire body of the Tao Tie collapsed under Shishu’s foot, rendered immobile.
Once, there was a Market that crushed an entire state with a single step. Now, Shishu suppressed the Fierce Beast Tao Tie with one foot. The Divine Ruins were renowned, unmatched in the world.
The Tao Tie beneath him bore the weight of terrifying divine might, its body slowly disintegrating and vanishing. In fear, it let out a desperate roar: “Shishu! Spare my life! I swear I will not slaughter again!”
“You are beyond redemption; what use is giving you thousands of years?” Shishu replied quietly.
As the Tao Tie neared its end, five figures suddenly rushed in from the void—terrifying powerhouses from the False Saint Realm. Leading them was the Thin Elder from the Demon Sect, who had previously battled Elder Ji. These individuals joined forces to control the trembling Desolate Tower, forcing Shishu to take a step back. Instead of attacking, they all flew into the mouth of the Tao Tie, becoming its sustenance.
In an instant, the Tao Tie's aura surged dramatically, unleashing a terrifying presence that shattered the heavens.
“The blood of virgins is here.”
Magic One understood that this was a moment of life and death, leaving no room for error. With one hand, he grabbed Xiao Mi and teleported to the top of Tao Tie. Then, with great force, he threw Xiao Mi into Tao Tie's mouth.
This happened in an instant; Xiao Mi had not even realized what was happening before she was devoured by Tao Tie.
One of the Four Great Masters, Xiao Mi, was a leading figure among the younger generation of Supreme Beings. Her life ended tragically like this. Guan Family, Qi Wan'er, and Cold Rain watched in silence.
Even though there had been past grievances and battles to the death, seeing Xiao Mi being treated like prey, slaughtered without resistance, filled their hearts with immense sorrow.
This was the world of Walkers. Any title was merely an external possession. Only powerful strength could ensure one's survival.
Tao Tie consumed nearly all the resources of the Demon Sect. Then, ignited by the virgin blood of the Master Realm, it transformed into a Pseudo-Saint with overwhelming might. For a brief moment, Tao Tie reached its peak power.
Xiao Mi never imagined that stepping out of the demon prison and entering the Demon Sect would not lead her to the pinnacle of the Cultivation World. Instead, she had become nothing more than a pawn in someone else's game.
Tao Tie did not dare to linger. Wielding the Desolate Tower, it shattered the space that confined Shishu, then fled swiftly.
The thousands of years of planning by the Demon Sect had succeeded, but at a heavy cost. Most members of the Demon Sect were descendants of fierce beasts or humans who inherited beastly blood. Their sole mission was to find where Tao Tie was sealed and devise a way to rescue it.
Watching Tao Tie escape, Shishu did not pursue. He was now merely a killing intent, unable to exist for long. Once he left this mountain range and departed from his own sealing formation, it would be difficult to confine and eliminate Tao Tie.
With a sigh, Shishu finally vanished into the Void.
“Shishu has disappeared…”
The people of Helan Mountain felt a mix of disappointment and reflection. Their emotions were complex. On one hand, with Tao Tie escaping, they feared an early apocalypse. If only Shishu had been present, Tao Tie would not have dared to attack. Thus, they all hoped for Shishu's survival. On the other hand, they also wished for him not to survive.
It took ten thousand years to cultivate an emperor. Sometimes it wasn't due to others' lack of talent but because all extreme resources between heaven and earth had been exhausted by emperors. Therefore, as long as emperors lived, those who came after could never hope to achieve imperial status.
No matter what, the once magnificent God King has passed away. No matter how glorious or invincible he was, now the hero has died young, returning to the earth.
Guan Family and Lin Feng stood in silence after Shishu disappeared, their hearts heavy with sorrow. This was their Shishu from the Divine Ruins, yet they did not know why he had fallen in battle.
Lin Feng spoke hoarsely, "Sister, let's go."
"Mm." Guan Family nodded.
Just as the two were about to leave, a voice called out from behind them, "Where do you think you're going?"
The Grand Elder of Azure Cloud Sect appeared, blocking Lin Feng's path. He said, "I have long noticed your extraordinary nature; Lin Feng, reveal your true self."
With a wave of his long sleeve, a powerful aura swept over them. The disguise Lin Feng had used was forced away, revealing his true appearance.
"Hand over the Shoushan Bronze Cauldron, and I will spare your life," the Grand Elder declared sternly.
Hearing the name Shoushan Copper, figures like Li Jing, Fire Vein, Martial Emperor, Barbarian King, Mo Pinglan, and Ghost Map quickly approached and surrounded Lin Feng.
Now that Tao Tie had escaped, it was uncertain when he would begin slaughtering innocent lives again. If he had an Imperial Artifact in hand, things would be very different. The Shoushan Copper in Lin Feng's possession was currently the only material in the world with hope of being forged into an Imperial Artifact.
Lin Feng stood shoulder to shoulder with Guan Family, coldly staring at the crowd.
Martial Emperor demanded, "Hand over the Shoushan Bronze Cauldron."
"Why should I? Is your backside worth more than theirs?" Lin Feng sneered.
"You are the one who has disrupted my plans between Wind Nation and Great Tang; you shall pay for this."
The Martial Emperor swung a heavy punch toward Lin Feng. A surge of Vital Energy gathered, emitting the sound of a Dragon Roar as it rushed toward Lin Feng. There was no way for Lin Feng to withstand it; he could only summon the Shoushan Bronze Cauldron.
The Guan Family made their move, dressed in a Black Jade Dream Skirt and wielding the Holy Sword Shenyou. Her aura suddenly surged wildly, causing the Holy Armor and Black Jade Dream Skirt to exude vast amounts of black energy, thick as night and large as a Mountain.
The Martial Emperor immediately withdrew his attack; had he not done so in time, his fist would have been severed by the Guan Family.
The Martial Emperor exclaimed in surprise, “You have actually reached the Legendary Realm.”
At this revelation, Helan Mountain, Fire Vein, and others were taken aback. Qi Wan'er and Cold Rain were shocked.
Among the cultivators of Lin Bai's generation, the Guan Family was the first to enter the Legendary Realm, already capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the Sovereigns, leaving Qi Wan'er and Cold Rain far behind.
Helan Mountain couldn't help but praise, “So it turns out that among the Four Great Masters, Divine Ruins chose you. People say that the Guan Family is the weakest among the Four Great Masters, but it seems there is more than meets the eye.”
“Thank you for your compliment,” Guan Family replied with a smile. Although she had just entered the Legendary Realm and could not compare to seasoned figures like Helan Mountain, with the power of her Holy Armor and Sacred Sword, she was more than capable of standing against a Sovereign.
The Martial Emperor said, “Indeed, those from Divine Ruins are extraordinary. But can you alone stop all of us?”
Everyone knew Guan Family's current status; she replied, “Or do you all intend to oppose Divine Ruins?”
At her words, the Sovereigns fell into silence. The Market was like a giant; one foot could crush an entire region. Who would dare challenge it? Yet ignoring Shoushan Copper was not an option.
Ghost Map spoke ominously, “There is no need for concern. The Market has long since vanished without a trace. My Ghost Sect has determined that the Market is not within this territory.”
“Then where has he gone?” The Martial Emperor sensed an opportunity and immediately asked.
Ghost Map replied, “It cannot be determined at this moment. However, it is certain that he cannot return to this land.”
"Even if Market is not here, Divine Ruins still has Master Da. Do you all know how Master Da of Foundation is?" Fire Vein spoke at that moment.
The crowd from Helan Mountain exchanged glances, but no one answered. The name of Master Da was known throughout the world, yet Master Da had never shown his face.
Ghost Map continued, "Master Da has only been cultivating for Centennial time. Even though Divine Ruins possesses supreme resources and Master Da is astonishingly talented, he cannot become a saint in just a Centennial. At most, he is merely a legend—just a slightly stronger legend than us."
Upon hearing this, everyone felt reassured. Counting Dugu Po, there were only three legendary figures in Divine Ruins now, which was about the same as the foundation of a major sect.
Lin Feng observed the crowd, each person eager to take action, and said, "Sister, aren't you quite capable? Hurry up and stir things up; don't let them act. Even delaying for some time would be good."
However, the Guan Family replied, "Junior Brother, if we can't win, it's pointless to argue. If we can win, why waste words?"
"Ah? How do we fight? Sister, you aren't planning to take on ten by yourself, are you?" (To be continued)
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