Chapter 413: The Clash of Qi Fortune and Divine Fury

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—!!!

Explosion!

Relentless blasts!

A terrifying force, like a heavenly river bursting its banks—a monstrous torrent that sweeps everything away, obliterating all in its path!

Xie Yunshen felt an excruciating pain, as if his flesh were being blasted apart, every inch of his skin erupting in agony.

Even with the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus fortifying his flesh to be tougher than divine weapons—invincible and indestructible…

In that moment, however, his body was shattered into countless fragments.

Golden blood, golden flesh, golden bones!

Scattered like a shower of stars!

What on earth…

What is happening?!

Xie Yunshen was dumbfounded. He could scarcely imagine the scene unfolding before him from Underworld Yama’s side…

Eight…

Are those… eight Qimen Divine Seeds?!

Is this guy even human?!

Divine Seed Martial Arts… How could Xie Yunshen not know about that?

As the National Teacher of the Great Realm, he had studied martial arts in meticulous detail to counter the major divine sects.

Qimen Divine Seed Martial Arts had been handed down since long before the Bizarre Temple ever graced the mortal world.

Yet even in legends, the simultaneous ignition of eight Qimen Divine Seeds…

A monster like this was never recorded in any martial history Xie Yunshen had read!

Eight Qimen Divine Seeds…

A fable!

But here it lay in bloody, gruesome display—using his own blood!

Underworld Yama… hiding his true cultivation!

Boom—!!!

Xie Yunshen’s consciousness faded at that moment.

As the power of the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus waned, he found himself utterly unable to resist Underworld Yama’s punch.

That punch—casual in delivery—was shockingly devastating!

The ground exploded as cracks like spider webs spread at a furious pace, with rubble swirling in a relentless surge!

The entire Imperial Army camp trembled with terror.

It felt as if the very earth were collapsing like a landslide!

Dust billowed up, obscuring everyone’s view.

Making it nearly impossible to see!

All could faintly make out a golden lotus blooming, even channeling a radiant pillar of golden light between heaven and earth!

Whoosh—

For an instant, heaven and earth fell eerily silent.

Only the continuous rush of winds and roaring air currents, carrying dust and debris in every direction.

Rumble!

Time itself did not come to a halt!

Every eye widened and every heart tightened in anticipation.

They all knew this was the clash of Underworld Yama and Xie Yunshen, now empowered by the Great Realm’s Qi Fortune.

The might of Qi Fortune…

In other words, the power of heaven and earth!

Even in the era before the Bizarre Temple’s birth, some managed to break through heavenly limits, reaching beyond the Martial Saint level!

Thus, the power of Qi Fortune…

Belongs to an ancient force, though attaining it is extraordinarily demanding.

Its impact is minimal unless it is amassed on a national scale!

The Eleven Routes of the Great Realm—each divine sect nurtured their own branch of Qi Fortune over thousands of years.

As a sect’s Qi Fortune wanes, so does its strength, and mastering it requires true expertise.

Not everyone can harness or be blessed with Qi Fortune.

Yet now, Xie Yunshen had been graced with its power, a testament to the Great Jing Emperor’s trust in him.

With this blessing, his combat prowess soared close to Divine Calamity levels—if Divine Calamity were limitless, he might have even mastered it.

But the price of wielding Qi Fortune is steep.

What will come next?

Dust and debris swirled in chaos.

High above, Gu Qianchi of Bashu Sword Pavilion, the ancient patriarch, frowned as a powerful heavenly soul surged forth, straining to perceive it.

Yet he sensed an invisible barrier obstructing his understanding.

Though Underworld Yama possessed half a Martial Saint’s might, he…

Had no chance against Xie Yunshen—now bolstered by the invincible Qi Fortune Golden Lotus—especially one who could counter even Ji Mo Li head-on.

At least…

In this meticulously planned assassination by Underworld Yama and Lie Shen Pavilion, Xie Yunshen’s attempt was doomed!

Xie Yunshen survived!

……

……

Xie Yunshen—dead.

Li Che, wearing his dual-toned Yama mask, transformed into radiant gold, with his hair aglow in golden blood.

He stood unmoving as eight bursts of stellar light erupted from his twisting, roaring spine!

His ink robe shimmered with gold, drawn tight over an exquisitely chiseled, muscular form.

Every taut sinew trembled, like a roaring dragon!

A fearsome aura enshrouded everything—dust, splintered flesh, and shards of bone hung suspended in the air.

Xie Yunshen was shattered by Li Che’s punch!

His body burst apart into countless fragments.

Mainly because Xie Yunshen… had courted his own demise.

He had leaped in, seeking close combat—what was he thinking?

But Xie Yunshen’s cultivation was modest, his natural talent for the divine lacking, and his martial prowess unspectacular. Yet he was, at heart, a fighter.

Even blessed by the Great Realm’s Qi Fortune Golden Lotus, he clung to his close-combat style.

He jumped right into Li Che’s Shengtian Dao Domain, now spanning thirty feet around him.

Otherwise, if he had tried to keep his distance using Qi Fortune, Li Che would have had to close in anyway.

By charging in, he was practically offering his head to be smashed by Li Che.

And Li Che wasn’t about to waste that enthusiasm.

Within the Shengtian Dao Domain, Li Che could also unleash heavenly might…

And when clashing with the power of Qi Fortune, it was clear: the Heaven-Defying Half-Step outclassed his opponent!

If one could defy heaven, one could overcome Xie Yunshen’s Qi Fortune Golden Lotus.

In short.

Xie Yunshen’s luck was truly abysmal.

Had he faced even a half-step Martial God, he might have turned the tables.

But fate had other plans…

He came up against Li Che—a terrifying presence in the Shengtian Dao Domain, his body honed to perfection.

Both his battle experience and overwhelming technique completely suppressed him…

So the very effort Xie Yunshen made in defiance resulted in a lifetime of isolation.

Buzz—

Xie Yunshen exploded into pieces, yet the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus’s power lingered.

Li Che’s gaze swept over it, sensing the beginning of its collapse.

This was the might of Qi Fortune!

Even Li Che’s eyes shone with fervent zeal.

His powerful aura solidified the swirling fragments of flesh; his outstretched fingers gathered all the debris together.

Before Li Che, they merged into a single, golden, blood-soaked mass.

Still dripping with golden blood.

Displaying the Eight Mysterious Gates, Li Che’s sculpted muscles were flawless, his golden hair cascading to his knees like a flowing cape.

He raised his hand—a single motion that seemed to strain the very fabric of space.

Beneath the dual-toned mask, Li Che’s eyes were deep and unyielding.

Xie Yunshen was indeed a talent.

When Xie Yunshen earned the Great Jing Emperor’s trust and the blessing of the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus, Li Che knew…

A talent like him was destined for the Underworld!

The Great Realm could harness the world’s Qi Fortune, and Qianyuan could as well!

For Qianyuan to achieve that, they needed someone like him.

Spiritual Confinement!

Between heaven and earth, a chill wind blew as lost souls wailed.

In an instant, dark silhouettes emerged on the shattered flesh mass of Xie Yunshen, twisting into his form.

From the nether, the dying were forcibly drawn back.

Xie Yunshen’s Spiritual Confinement took shape slowly…

Until, fully formed, Xie Yunshen suddenly opened his eyes.

Within them swirled endless confusion.

Was he dead?

And yet… had he come back to life?!

Is that the Underworld’s method?

There were no clattering chains—Xie Yunshen’s cultivation was too weak to contest the nether’s bindings, unlike top-tier heroes who must break free to join the Underworld.

Clad in tattered clothes, his hair billowing, his aged face bore a bitter smile.

After becoming Spiritual Confinement, things he had never known became startlingly clear.

Li Che…

Li Che!

The founder of the Underworld…

None other than Li Che!

Xie Yunshen was utterly shocked!

Who would have thought that an honest woodcarver from the small town of Feilei City could found such a fearsome power as the Underworld!

“Xie Yunshen, greetings, Master!”

“Thank you, Master, for restoring my life.”

“From now on, I pledge my loyalty solely to you!”

Xie Yunshen showed no hesitation.

He clasped his fists in a respectful salute, expressing his submission.

A smart man rarely makes a wrong decision.

Between life and death, he chose life without a moment’s hesitation!

Even if…

It was a way of living he could scarcely understand.

At that moment, Xie Yunshen understood why Tian Can Di Que had betrayed him. No—they hadn’t betrayed him; they were simply dead.

Revived by the Underworld, the resurrected Tian Can Di Que naturally chose submission.

Thus, Xie Yunshen finally grasped why he had been utterly crushed in his first battle against the mountain-breaking sect!

“Indeed, as befits a clever man with clear insight.”

Li Che, donning the Yama mask, praised him.

Perhaps because Xie Yunshen had been blessed by the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus, his revival did not seem muddled despite his weakness.

Of course, it also helped that Li Che’s Unsullied Heart Dao Fruit had reached LV6, greatly enhancing his Spiritual Confinement.

“It is the grace of the Master.”

Xie Yunshen responded with utmost respect.

Yet inside, he was deeply satisfied with his current state…

For Xie Yunshen discovered that after becoming Spiritual Confinement, he could grow stronger by devouring other confinements!

Without death, given his innate cultivation, he might never have reached the Grandmaster level.

Thus, death was truly a gift.

He even boldly speculated—could his new state grant him immortality!

An undying existence…

Would that not be eternal life?!

Of course…

Provided his Master did not die.

His immortality was bound to Li Che; as long as Li Che lived, Spiritual Confinement would never perish!

“Now try to maintain the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus and regain control over the Qi Fortune power,” Li Che said casually.

This was why he had been so eager to revive Xie Yunshen.

Perhaps the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus, weakened by Xie Yunshen’s death, was slowly disintegrating.

That pillar of golden Qi Fortune connecting heaven and earth was also collapsing…

“There,”

Xie Yunshen stiffened instantly.

He knew that with his low cultivation, his only strength was his wit, his mouth, and his mastery over Qi Fortune!

If he could regain control of the Great Realm’s Qi Fortune Golden Lotus…

His position in the Underworld would become unparalleled!

From Li Che’s words, Xie Yunshen picked up on a familiar scent.

That was…

The scent of ambition!

Xie Yunshen’s eyes flashed with determination as his Spiritual Confinement began to beat vigorously…

It was time to demonstrate his worth!

He wasn’t afraid of Li Che’s ambition; he feared Li Che’s lack thereof.

For only with ambition could Li Che fully harness Xie Yunshen’s potential!

Xie Yunshen ascended onto the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus, spreading his arms wide, as visions of the Great Jing Emperor granting him mastery over six facets of Qi Fortune filled his mind.

Buzz—

An unseen current of Qi surged and exploded in a resounding clamor.

In that moment, Xie Yunshen’s eyes turned a brilliant gold, and his entire body transformed back into golden form as his aura soared higher!

He had even been restored to the state before Li Che’s devastating strike!

Qi Fortune re-empowered him!

Behind him, the Disaster Wheel slowly reformed, still shrouded in mystery.

His aura reached the pinnacle of half a divine realm!

Li Che’s black robe billowed in the wind as he danced amid the storm, smiling softly.

“Not bad.”

Xie Yunshen, now again mastering Qi Fortune, shone with vibrant energy.

“You know what your next move is, right?”

“Stay with the Imperial Army… remain as the Great Realm’s humble National Teacher, Xie Yunshen,” Li Che instructed.

Xie Yunshen’s eyes flashed, synchronizing his thoughts with Li Che’s.

“There!”

“The world’s Qi Fortune… belongs to the Great Realm, and so does Qianyuan.”

Beneath his mask, Li Che smiled lightly.

Hearing this, Xie Yunshen couldn’t help but also laugh.

Gathering the world’s Qi Fortune for the Great Realm or for his Master was essentially the same task…

After all, the Emperor still held four portions of the Great Realm’s Qi Fortune—a sign of distrust that only granted him six portions to manage, enough to sustain three Qi Fortune Golden Lotus.

That was understandable; handing over an entire nation’s fortune to one man was risky.

Yet, despite the frugality in actions, his Master would never be so guarded…

And now, a rebellious drive stirred within Xie Yunshen.

He understood his Master’s intent: to maintain a false identity within the Imperial Army, using its might to dismantle Mountain Breaker’s sect.

In dual conflicts, the true victors would be the Underworld and Qianyuan Divine Sect.

Rumble—

Huh?!

Mo City Fengdu trembled slightly.

The Fengdu of Mo City, disrupted by Zhao Beidou’s Divine Calamity Advancement, seemed to roar with terror.

In truth, from Li Che acting as Yama to Xie Yunshen’s defiant trigger of the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus that led to his demise and reformation…

It had not lasted long.

Yet it spanned three or four breath cycles.

Zhao Beidou, the Divine Calamity master, struggled within Mo City Fengdu, striving with all his might to break free.

Li Che focused solely on killing Xie Yunshen, ignoring the chaos inside.

But that wasn’t a major issue.

Within Mo City Fengdu, top experts like Tian Can Di Que, Han Sixi, Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Baihu, and others from the Divine realm besieged Zhao Beidou.

They tried to restrain him, preventing him from breaking out.

But now, the situation was even graver.

So many supreme experts—it seemed nothing could stop Zhao Beidou.

Even those like Tian Can Di Que, capable of combo attacks at half Martial God level, were utterly defenseless against true Divine Calamity might.

Beneath his dual-toned Yama mask, Li Che cast a deep look at Xie Yunshen.

Xie Yunshen radiated golden brilliance, bowing respectfully.

“Master, rest assured, I will devote myself to seizing the world’s Qi Fortune!”

“The world’s Qi Fortune will belong to the Underworld!”

Xie Yunshen declared with fervor, his voice rising.

Seizing the world’s Qi Fortune?

Under his mask, Li Che’s lips curled into a smile.

Fingers clenched tightly.

A white chess piece hovered in his hand.

Then, he suddenly vanished without a trace.

Xie Yunshen maintained his respectful bow, his body bending almost ninety degrees as his humble robe fluttered, nearly touching the ground.

Only after his Master’s form had completely disappeared did he slowly rise.

A suppressed smile spread across his face.

“Ha ha ha ha…”

A deep, booming laugh erupted from him.

Exhilaration—pure, unprecedented exhilaration!

Xie Yunshen spread his arms wide, his golden hair flying as he laughed heartily.

After becoming Spiritual Confinement…

If he couldn’t sense his Master’s suppression, he would only feel absolute freedom!

The freedom of transcending life itself!

He now…

Had become an undying existence!

With tangible flesh, his own resolute will, and a cultivation enhanced by devouring other confinements…

Xie Yunshen only wished he had embraced Spiritual Confinement sooner!

For years, he sacrificed everything to elevate his cultivation and raise his status…

Rising from humble origins to become the nation’s National Teacher—it demanded even greater sacrifice.

Those born into poverty had to toil harder than privileged heirs or prodigies!

All the insults he endured—mockery and degradation—he bore without complaint.

Even in his youth, to cultivate under the Divine Sect, he accepted humiliations that scarred his dignity!

Yet he was ultimately cast aside, forever branded in shame.

Now, he finally understood that there was another perspective on life and the world!

Xie Yunshen would never forget that exalted Divine Sect—a sect that had long dismissed the insignificant boy they once humiliated!

Smiling, Xie Yunshen suddenly felt a pang of melancholy.

His gaze swept across the place where traces of shattered blood and flesh had vanished.

That was…

The spot where Ning An, the armed guard, had been blasted to pieces.

What a pity.

A loyal guard.

He knew his Master could revive Ning An, but… Xie Yunshen dared not speak it aloud.

Because…

In this battle, Ning An was destined to die.

If Ning An lived, it would be the greatest flaw.

Xie Yunshen’s survival was owed to borrowing the Great Realm’s fragmented fortune and the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus, which deflected Underworld Yama’s half Martial God attacks.

And Ning An…

A mere Grandmaster—how could he possibly survive?

“Farewell…”

Xie Yunshen sighed softly.

Then, he struck his chest with his hand.

Thud—

Golden blood gushed out, trickling from his lips.

Whoosh—

Wind tore through the ruins, ripping the dust apart like tattered ribbons.

Gravel and dust rolled in endless torrents.

Above, piercing gazes shone down from the heavens.

Xie Yunshen stood atop the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus, the golden lotus emblem on his brow dazzling as a pillar of Qi Fortune descended, bathing him in light.

Xie Yunshen’s flowing sleeves whipped behind him as he raised his head high, as if addressing the entire Qianyuan Dao City.

‘Old me versus Yama… evenly matched!’

Old me!

Not dead!

……

……

Whoosh—

A fierce wind roared, splitting the solidified dust like a massive blade!

Above, Gu Qianchi and Fang Han Shu, locked in confrontation, fixed their gaze as their heavenly souls converged amidst the shattered dust.

The scene burst forth vividly before their eyes!

“Not dead?!”

“As expected…”

“It failed…”

Beneath the Xingwo mask, Fang Han Shu sighed softly as he observed Xie Yunshen—standing with hands behind his back, head held high, a wild, unbridled smile painting his face.

Fang Han Shu’s eyes betrayed a trace of regret.

It was indeed a failure.

Underworld Yama’s strength was formidable, yet he hadn’t reached divine realm.

To slay Xie Yunshen—protected by the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus—was nearly impossible.

Xie Yunshen, under divine realm, was nearly invincible; sparing him was almost a mercy for Underworld Yama.

And though Underworld Yama had wounded him and escaped, he did not tarnish the Underworld’s name.

“The assassination failed… Looks like it’s time for me to leave,”

Fang Han Shu sighed quietly.

Beneath the Xingwo mask, his robe fluttered as he crashed backward, blasting the space open.

Gu Qianchi narrowed his eyes and clenched his fist, letting sword energy ring out.

But it was merely a symbolic gesture.

Shielding a Divine Calamity master wasn’t easy; unless he unleashed everything—like the Disaster Wheel—it would be hard to contain the enemy.

There was no need; during the assault on Qianyuan Dao City, the Divine Condor Half-Saint had tricked him, nearly inviting dire calamities. Unleashing the Disaster Wheel now would leave no escape.

So Gu Qianchi only made a symbolic block.

Then he watched coolly as Fang Han Shu, behind the Xingwo mask, vanished into the void.

“Lie Shen Pavilion…”

Gu Qianchi exhaled slowly.

His gaze shifted to the ruins where the humble National Teacher Xie Yunshen stood, slowly retracting the Qi Fortune Golden Lotus.

A wave of relief swept over him.

Not dead—that was good.

Bashu Sword Pavilion had pledged allegiance to the Imperial Army, accepting its amnesty. If National Teacher Xie Yunshen died…

That would be dire news for Bashu Sword Pavilion.

……

……

Rumble—!!!

A terrifying explosion shook the ink-black city.

Dark clouds loomed high overhead!

Lightning serpents slithered and thunder roared!

Countless ink-black raindrops tore apart the dark clouds, creating enormous gaps as torrents of water poured down uncontrollably.

Like countless sharp spears, they hammered the ruined earth, toppling black-tiled roofs and splashing a veil of ink-colored water!

The Underworld—Mo City Fengdu!

A pressure so overwhelming it shattered like a broken dam, unleashing torrents with no restraint.

Forceful waves and violent gusts spread out in all directions!

A figure floated above as the ground of Mo City, riddled with horrifying cracks, saw rubble levitating in the surging air.

Rumble—

It was as if a wave of force had flooded the very ground of Mo City!

Zhao Beidou, with a white, ancient countenance, floated midair, hands spread with hook-like fingers, each palm ignited with forest-white Calamity Fire.

Blazing yet chilling, as if two opposing forces clashed, shattering the air around him.

A terrifying aura of Dao power erupted from him.

The skies darkened and the winds trembled!

The entire void of Mo City seemed to tremble, on the verge of splitting apart and shattering!

Zhao Beidou’s eyes flickered with the light of Calamity Fire, his face radiating murderous intent.

“Underworld… who gave you the nerve to drag me into this Minor Cavern of the Heavens?!”

Zhao Beidou spoke, his tone devoid of emotion yet thick with lethal menace.

He had never anticipated that his rescue of Xie Yunshen would plunge him into this accursed city.

The overwhelming stench of death, like a city built in the nether.

But in an instant Zhao Beidou realized: this city… must be a Minor Cavern of the Heavens!

Divine Calamity masters typically chose landforms—mountains, lakes, islands—as the foundation for a Minor Cavern of the Heavens!

And being dragged into this Minor Cavern, Zhao Beidou’s heart sank.

He knew—trouble had arrived!

Underworld’s plan for Xie Yunshen’s assassination had long been set.

Even Divine Calamity masters were scheming!

Truly… such audacity!

Buzz—!!!

The shattered earth roared as fierce winds howled, and countless raindrops converged to form the figure of Tian Can Di Que. Alongside him emerged Yue Huanglong, Han Sixi, Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Baihu, and other Spiritual Confinements!

Tian Can Di Que and his ally, wielding half-step Martial God auras, reappeared once more!

These Spiritual Confinements had reformed one after another after Zhao Beidou had shattered them.

Moreover, Zhao Beidou’s gaze lifted to the Underworld Ogre standing atop a pitch-black rectangular building.

It was as if countless filaments connected from those figures into the body of the Underworld Ogre.

“Kill!”

The Ogre, massive and tower-like, glared coldly and roared!

In an instant, the half-step Martial God Tian Can Di Que leaped forward fearlessly, smashing down like a collapsing mountain!

Yet—

Zhao Beidou winced as a chill crept over him.

“How can these guys… not be killed?!”

They revived time and time again, defying death!

They charged like mad, as if crazed demons!

Zhao Beidou had never seen such a sight—what kind of Divine Secret Technique was this?!

Yet Zhao Beidou remained remarkably calm, his hand extended in a deadly strike as a claw of blazing white fire tore through the void!

Bang—!!!

Tian Can Di Que, the half-step Martial God, was blasted apart, his ephemeral form shattering completely!

Yue Huanglong, Han Sixi, and other top-tier experts retaliated immediately!

“If I can shatter you twice, I can shatter you three times!”

Zhao Beidou clenched his fist and swept his arm, lashing the void.

In that moment, one of the three Disaster Fires—White Abyss Calamity Fire—twisted like a razor-sharp blade, cleaving through the void to slice down Yue Huanglong and Han Sixi…

The overwhelming power almost crushed everything!

Even the might of the supreme masters paled in comparison to true Divine Calamity force!

The terrifying white flame blade pierced through several Spiritual Confinements and then slammed into the ground of Mo City, carving out a massive chasm!

Rumble—!!!

The ground trembled incessantly as cracks spread over tens, hundreds, even thousands of feet!

Countless Mo City buildings collapsed, sending torrents of water and ink-colored dust flying!

Zhao Beidou’s eyes were cold and unyielding; he wasn’t in a hurry to break out.

Why?

Because he was trapped here; the assassination outside should have long been over.

Even if he broke free now, he wouldn’t have time to protect Xie Yunshen.

Better to destroy this Underworld stronghold completely!

Wipe out all Underworld villains!

Yet these Underworld fiends were strangely tenacious—as if immortal, reviving even after being shattered, an astonishing phenomenon.

That sent chills down even Zhao Beidou’s spine, a Divine Calamity master!

“Is it the influence of this city?”

Zhao Beidou’s hair whipped as he squinted.

Or…

Were these people merely puppets!

The real Underworld members…

Were none other than the Ogre who had dragged him into this city?!

Countless raging winds swirled around Zhao Beidou as his gaze fixed on the imposing Underworld Ogre atop the dark edifice!

Zhao Beidou’s killing intent surged!

“Dragging me into this Minor Cavern—I’ve felt no aura of Divine Calamity…”

“This is a Minor Cavern without Divine Calamity!”

Zhao Beidou drew in a deep breath.

Then he spread his arms wide, and as countless white flames erupted behind him, two massive, brilliant energy wheels formed!

Like a divine chariot spinning behind a god, they rotated slowly, radiating dazzling brilliance!

Buzz—!!!

“Within this Minor Cavern…”

“The Disaster Shield! Here, Divine Calamity can unleash the Disaster Wheel without restraint, fully powering its might!”

Bang—!!!

The very sky seemed shattered in an instant.

Countless black cracks interwove.

Amid the clamor echoing throughout Mo City, Zhao Beidou’s Divine Calamity form burst through the ruined space, emerging before the Underworld Ogre!

A single palm strike descended!

In that instant…

Above Mo City, white flames roared like a boiling sea!

A bony, white hand, following Zhao Beidou’s strike, descended from the sea of flames, determined to kill the Ogre on the spot!

Zhao Beidou refused to believe it…

For in this vast Minor Cavern, there was not a single living soul!

And the sole living being must be the key to breaking this stalemate!

“Die already!”

Zhao Beidou roared!

The heavens dimmed, the firmament echoed with doom!

But—

At the moment his palm struck, behind the Ogre a white chess piece suddenly floated, warped, and then transformed into Underworld Yama, his dual-toned mask in place!

A torrent of terrifying golden blood erupted like a vast, raging sea!

Underworld Yama’s eyes burst forth with brilliant combat intent!

He stepped forward, his fingers curling as if to crush the storm!

A twist of his waist!

Eight great suns simultaneously ascended behind him, illuminating the sky!

Facing Zhao Beidou’s desperate palm strike…

He smashed with all his might!

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