Chapter 4046: Upon the Long River
ly collapse.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!To sum it up, Zhang Ruochin's willpower was simply too weak.Since that's the case, I'll first cultivate the Time Sword's f...In the Wind Pavilion, a hush fell.
Could such an existence as the Ancestor Chongming just fall like this
The former master of the Southern Universe, a spiritual giant with ninety-three tiers of power, died in this Fengge. They were essentially witnesses to all of this.
In the black clouds at the northeast corner of Fengge, killing sounds soared into the sky, and the sound of war drums rumbled like thunder.
A thousand-zhang tall Nether Soul Warrior, wielding a face mirror, struck out with a blood-red death beam towards the Time Reaper Tree.
"This is my Qinghun Mirror."
A great god in the Temple of Fate exclaimed, then muttered curses under his breath.
After they were captured, the soldiers were taken away.
Seven powerful figures demonstrated the completeness and perfection of their martial prowess. With a single point, they dispersed the incoming beams of death.
A bolt of energy shot into the black clouds, shattering the formation's intricate markings.
Waves of ghostly soldiers fell like rain.
The ghostly battle soul was struck in the chest, let out a low growl, and its body dissipated.
But the Qinghun Mirror shattered into pieces, becoming scrap metal, scattering like meteors.
"Let's activate the formation together and charge into the Underworld."
Qi Wu, the Seventh Immortal, soared through the air and landed gracefully on the top of the Time Reaper Tree. He stood tall, facing the wind, his right hand spread wide as he launched a powerful palm strike towards the heavens.
Tens of billions of runes appeared on his palm, transforming into a rain of symbols that flew out and shattered a large portion of the dark clouds.
Wherever the grinding disk of the formation array passes, the netherworld troops' formations collapse and are unable to withstand it, vanishing into thin air.
As Zhang Ruochen had guessed, the formations within the Netherworld could only be manipulated by the Nethersea Spirit. The 80,000 Nether Generals in the Eight-Eighth Heaven were only able to activate the formation runes for defense.
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The Xiu Chen Tian Shen, who was blocked outside the Yao Zu Ling, felt his qi and spirits faltering. He sensed something and looked towards the direction of Feng Ge.
The Tian Shen Xiu Chen revealed a smile of delight, and let out a long laugh: "Ancestor Chong Ming has been suppressed, you lot should surrender now!"
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Xue Laoma and other powerful demon ancestors like Wu Zhen, who guarded the Ya Zu Ling, had turned ashen.
But they don't believe that the ancestor Chongming will be suppressed.
With Patriarch Ancestor's ability, it shouldn't be difficult to restrain Zhang Ruichen for several days, or even several months.
As long as Zhang Ruochin doesn't take action, they will absolutely be able to hold onto Yaizu Ridge.
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The Yaozuling is the divine realm of the Demon Ancestor, containing the primordial rules and order of the ancestor. Even the vein flowing along the bottom of the mountain range is formed by the gathering of the ancestral divine energy.
Even with the cultivation of a celestial god like Xiuchentian and his wielding of the Demonic Blade of Heaven, they were unable to breach the defenses of Yaizu Ridge.
Suddenly, a deafening boom echoed!
From the direction of the Wind Pavilion, a deafening roar echoed through the air.
The divine aura and radiance spread outward like tidal waves, instantly killing all the ghosts and demons within tens of thousands of miles.
Zhang Ruochin, holding the Wutong Divine Tree, soared into the sky. His body was enveloped in brilliant rays of light, his power radiating throughout the entire underworld, like a celestial emperor ruling supreme.
Even the underworld generals who reside in the Netherworld, though millions or billions of miles away, were intimidated by his divine might and trembled. Some even bent their legs and knelt down.
In the depths of Yaozu Ling, demons were astonished and terrified.
Zhang Ruochin actually snatched the Wutong Divine Tree.
Moreover, the ancestor did not come out of the Fengge with them. Their aura was completely gone.
Could it be…
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The divine general Xu Kun, with a physique like a small mountain, stepped forward causing the earth to tremble. A metallic sphere-shaped artifact hovered above his head as he boomed, "You deities of Yaozu Ridge, you have all been forced to submit to the Mingzu clan under pressure from the Patriarch Chongming. Now that Patriarch Chongming has been slain by Emperor Chen, if you surrender willingly, with Emperor Chen's magnanimity, he will surely grant you a path to survival. Otherwise, your only path is death!"
"Is Old Ancestor Chongming dead"
Even the venerated deity, Xiucheng Tian Shen, seemed skeptical. He believed that Xukun Zhan Shen was exaggerating, and even held a hint of disdain in his heart. He thought that Xukun Zhan Shen lacked the indomitable spirit of an invincible warrior, and was too sycophantic.
The spirit of a powerhouse like a Rank 93 grandmaster, is not something that can be easily erased.
In the Yaozu Ridge, a cauldron exploded with a bang.
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Some lower-ranked demon cultivators, as if struck by lightning from a clear sky, had their faith shattered and collapsed to the ground. Of course, many Demon Ancestor cultivators did not believe in the war god Xukun, and they remained steadfast, determined to fight to the death.
Zhang Ruchen gazed at Yaizu Ridge, his ancestral blood wings dyeing the heavens and earth red. He raised his hand in a grasping motion.
Xiu Chen, the God of Heaven, raised his hand and sent the Heavenly Demon Stone Knife flying. It turned into a winding streak of light and landed in Zhang Ruochin's hands.
With a single swing of his blade, he struck.
The sword strikes, flowing like clouds and water.
The demonic energy surged chaotically, blades of light extending for ten thousand miles.
"Wow!"
The blade of light landed above the Yaozu Ridge. Between the ridges, thousands of divine auras containing the power of the ancestors surged into the sky. The rules and order of the Ancestors condensed into a thick atmosphere.
"Poof! Poof! Poof..."
In the Yaozu Ridge, countless Yaozu cultivators exploded into a blood cloud.
The blade light cleaved through the glow and rules, but it did not cause the defenses of Yaozu Ling to collapse.
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"Emperor Chen, I will go and recruit them, undermining their resistance from within."
The Kunlun God of War was slashed open by the Heavenly Demon Stone Blade, revealing a gap in his defenses, and entered the Yaozu Ridge.
As a fellow Ancestor of the Demons, he had friendships with many deities in the past. He didn't want all the demons to die by Zhang Ruochin's blade. Any further resistance would be pointless.
Zhang Ruochin didn't want to waste time. The stone knife in his hand rolled up a thousand layers of magic mist, but he sensed that the rules of time above the Underworld were becoming more active.
The sound of rushing water arose, and a magnificent and awe-inspiring river materialized in the space, surging toward the underworld.
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The time rules are getting even more heated.
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"The Spirit of the Abyss is truly remarkable. It's completely changed the game," Zhang Ruchen sighed in admiration, pondering silently within himself. If a celestial realm expert were to flee into the River of Time, would he be capable of locking onto them and pulling them into a pre-designated location
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On the river of time.
The past and future shrines, like two isolated islands, flow with time and rapidly drift towards the future.
Feng Tian stood atop the Future Shrine, a gate of Destiny hovering behind her. Within the gate, deathly energy was thick, over half of it being Death's Dao condensed into a dominant war armor, adorning her.
"Boom boom boom!"
Tian Dingfei clashed with Ji Xiang Rui Yi in the river of time, causing ripples.
This is his unique divine skill, which can plunder the magic weapons and war soldiers of other cultivators.
Both the Palace of Auspicious Repose and the Shrine of Primordial Essence were taken from him in this way.
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"Master, the secrets of destiny are leaking away, seized by Baal. We can't contain them! His mastery of the path of destiny is far too great!"
He stood at the gate of the Imperial Palace, his hands gripping the hilt of his sword, planting the Yingdan Sword firmly into the ground.
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The other person who guarded the shrine of the past, "Li," had previously been hit by Bal with a lucky charm and had their body shattered and decomposed once. Their soul was severely injured and is currently recovering from their injuries.
Even the combined number of deities in both temples exceeded only a few hundred, each suffering from serious injuries.
Facing a being of the half-ancestor level, only Feng Tian could stand his ground. The rest, even if they self-destructed their divine sources, wouldn't be able to pose a threat.
Although Feng Tian appeared to have suffered less, in reality, his injuries were much worse. His physical body was repeatedly heavily wounded and though he managed to reconstruct it, the divine light on his body had dimmed by half.
After refining nine stone men and three remnants of bodies, Baal's demonic body became more powerful, his Daoist techniques even deeper. With all his might, he completely overwhelmed Feng Tian, who couldn't contend with him at all.
Even with all their cards on the table, they could only hold out until this moment.
If he were a celestial being of another realm, he would have already died at the hands of Baal.
Phoenix's control over the Heavenly Tripod is waning, and she can no longer retrieve it. Though her face remains impassive, only she knows that this gamble has cost her everything.
The difference between the two realms is vast, a world apart.
She is not Zhang Ruochin. There is only one Zhang Ruochin in the world, and only Zhang Ruochin can transcend realms to fight his enemies.
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The divine voice of Bal, echoing from the river of time, pulled Fenghuang's thoughts back to reality.
He didn't dare to push Fengtian too hard.
If Fen Tian were to self-destruct his divine source, he wouldn't be able to suppress it.
Fengtian's voice echoed, "There is no need to guard anymore. All the deities from the past Imperial Palace, enter the future Imperial Palace."
"Master!" Yan Ju said.
"Master!" Xueyè Wutong said.
Then, the Bodhisattva Samantabhadra said to him: "Master!"
All divine beings who can survive are extraordinary. Upon hearing Phoenix’s decree, they instantly understood her intentions.
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Feng Tian flew through the air and landed on top of the ancient shrine. Divine blood burned within him, taking the shape of a phoenix's feather as it soared through the void.
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"Hurry, go to the Future Shrine."a refining of the soul!Even the four Great Void Ancient Gods of the Tianchu Civilization benefited substantively. While they couldn't use this to directly threaten the Immeasurable, it added a sliver...