God Emperor

Chapter 2068: Lose-Lose Situation

Using the power of space to push Heavenly King Zengzhang back, Yan Wushen did not waste any time as he turned his sights to Heavenly King Guangmu, rousing his dimensional techniques to its extreme as he instantly unleashed a palm strike.

An invisible wave shot out from Yan Wushen’s palm, and everywhere it passed, the space around it collapsed, forming a terrifying vacuum zone.

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Heavenly King Guangmu’s eyes shrank. “Path of Origins!”

Without hesitation, Heavenly King Guangmu struck, mobilizing the power of world creation he had, and used a large amount of the four elements to create a miniature world in his hand, very similar to the ultimate technique of the Bodhis, the Palm-top Buddhaksetra.

Crack!

Yan Wushen’s palm strike was extremely bizarre, there was not much movement as it collided, yet the miniature world in Heavenly King Guangmu’s hand suddenly burst apart.

Endless elements surged as a destructive aura blasted out, forming four menacing dragons as they charged at Yan Wushen.

The four dragons were extremely solid and lifelike as they radiated a terrifying aura enough to rip any ordinary Path Anterior elites apart.

Yet, before they even got close to Yan Wushen, they were shattered by an invisible force, turning into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye, and dissipated into the realm.

Heavenly King Guangmu wore a solemn expression as he whispered. “What a Return to Oblivion. To think Yan Wushen’s mastery of the Path of Origin has reached such a point.”

Yan Wushen had always been secretive, and he rarely showed himself. So, there was very scant information about him.

Some top-level powerhouses would perhaps know that Yan Wushen was a master of dimensions, but few know that he was also a master of origins, and had cultivated these two Eternal Paths to a very high level.

The main thing was, against normal powerhouses, Yan Wushen could not be bothered to use his Eternal Paths.

Only top powerhouses at the level of the Four Heavenly Kings would allow Yan Wushen to use all of his abilities without reservations.

After all, the Four Heavenly Kings have mastered the incomparably powerful power of world creation and were completely comparable to the Nine Great Eternal Paths.

Thousands of miles away, the vessel spirit of Emperor Ming’s Hundred Dragon Cuirass still hid behind the boulder as it completely put away all of its aurae. It continued to chew on the Saint-king wild beast jerky as it observed the battle in the distance.

“The power of dimensions and the power of origin, this Yanluo clan junior sure is powerful. A master of two Eternal Paths, have not seen that in a very long time now.”

Seeing Yan Wushen’s abilities, Jinlong could not help but reveal a shocked look.

Even back in the Middle Ages, it had never seen many talented elites that could compare with Yan Wushen, much less surpass him.

Of course, the Four Heavenly King’s abilities too surprised Jinlong. A power that was comparable to the Nine Great Eternal Paths was extremely rare, and even fewer could be passed on.

On the other side, Heavenly King Duowen roused the treasure umbrella as eighty-one of the gemstones all lit up, forming an incomparably dazzling light as it blasted out at Pan Ruo.

Pan Ruo stood before the Gate of Destiny, as her hands formed a very arcane mudra rapidly as series of golden Bodhi light appeared on the surface of her body, transforming into a golden lotus as it wrapped her inside it.

It seemed as though the Bodhi Lotus had been cast from divine gold, exuding an immortal aura that was inviolable.

The light of the treasure umbrella was said to be able to wipe out everything, but this time, something different happened and the desired effect was not reached.

In addition to the golden lotus, there were countless golden Buddhas emerged as they sat in the void, reciting the supreme verses of Buddhism, perfectly protecting Pan Ruo within it.

Pan Ruo was solemn, like a female bodhisattva walking in the mortal realm. She held a string of quaint Buddha beads, radiating a vast Bodhi power.

“Saint arts of Buddhism, and also the beads left behind by the ancient Buddha. Interesting.” A look of surprise appeared in Yan Wushen’s eyes.

One needed to know that Pan Ruo was of the Nether-clan and should have been very afraid of the power of the Bodhi, but not only she was not afraid of it, but she had also managed to cultivate a powerful Bodhi power. She was very different.

Yan Wushen could see that the Bodhi beads in Pan Ruo’s hand were not a great treasure, but it contained incomparably vast Bodhi power, which was of great help in cultivating and using Bodhi saint arts.

If she did not rely on the beads to amplify the power of her saint art, it was certainly difficult for Pan Ruo to block off the attack of the Chaos Pearl Umbrella.

Seeing this, Jinlong’s eyes could not help but widen. “Her cultivating the Path of Destiny was one thing, but as a Netherkin, she actually managed to cultivate the Dharma. Strange, strange indeed. I’ve been asleep for a hundred thousand years, had the world changed that much?”

It was just a rare trip out, and it ran into six extremely powerful juniors, Jinlong was really at a loss for words.

It felt like it had returned to the Middle Ages, with all sorts of heroes and villains that appeared one after another, fighting for supremacy.

In a blink of an eye, Jinlong ate up the jerky in its claws, and just as it was about to take out another piece, it hesitated. “I don’t have much stock left, gotta eat it sparingly. Sigh. I never thought that I’d reach the point of having issues with food. Life back then with the Zhang clan sure was good, I can eat whatever I want to unlike now where I need to ration my jerkies.”

“The loser of Zhang clan, how did you get screwed over by a woman? Even my body had fallen into that Netherkin lady’s hand, why is my life so hard?”

As he complained, Jinlong took out another piece of wild beast jerky. Only food can provide it some sort of spiritual comfort.

As soon as it took a bite, Jinglong suddenly sensed something as it could not help but turn its head aside.

Even from far away, Jinlong saw a surge of Yin Qi surging over violently like a tsunami.

Amidst the potent Yin Qi, countless ghastly phantoms flickered alongside gray ancient corpses and hideous white skeletons.

“Hmmm? The armies of the three middle clans of the Infernal Court actually dared to come out.”

A surprised look appeared in Jinlong’s eyes.

The Darkmourn Mountains was an ancient battlefield, and no one knew how many souls had been buried here. It was a place where the Yin Qi was particularly heavy and was no different from the Underworld in the Eastern Region.

Ever since the Infernal Court broke through the cracks of Kunlun Realm, the Darkmourn Mountains had also become a Battlefield of Merit, with countless armies of Ghosts, Bonekin, and Corpsekin having gathered here.

But the real battlefield was the hidden dimension within the Darkmourn Mountains. The armies of both sides rarely appear outside the Darkmourn Mountains.

Otherwise, with Darkmourn Mountains as the center, the area of tens of thousands of miles would have long been reduced to scorched earth, with no peaceful towns existing around it.

Jinlong had been in the Darkmourn Mountains and was no stranger to the Infernal Court armies.

A moment later, the Infernal Court army arrived and surrounded Yan Wushen, Pan Ruo, and the Four Heavenly Kings.

Amidst the Yin Qi, a series of powerful aura shot into the sky one after another.

While the Infernal Court army gathered was not much, but they were extremely strong, all were above the realm of the Saint King, with many top-level Saint King powerhouses among them as well.

Between the surging Yin Qi, three massive figures appeared, one was a red-haired Ghost Lord, one was Skeleton King with a dark gold body, and a Corpse King with bronze skin. All of them exuded an extremely tyrannical aura, with many terrifying visions appearing around them like a Demonic God.

Yan Wushen’s gaze faintly swept past the three powerhouses that had appeared. “Yunlin, Jinlie, Yuanjue, so it’s you three.”

There were countless powerhouses in the Infernal Court, yet there were only scant few who can make Yan Wushen remember their names.

For Yan Wushen to be able to speak the names of this three, that meant their strength must be at a top level in the Infernal Court.

“If we have the opportunity to deal with the Four Heavenly Kings, we will naturally not let it slip. If we can kill one or two, the Celestial Palace will definitely writhe in pain.” The red-haired Ghost Lord said with a smile.

The Four Heavenly King stood side by side, looking at the Infernal Court army with a cold gaze.

Heavenly King Guangmu raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. “A mere eyesore of a rabble dare to show their heads.”

“Raaawr!”

The crimson dragon coiling around Heavenly King Guangmu flew out as it grew bigger and let out a sky-shattering dragon’s roar.

“Don’t you even dare!”

The three powerhouses roared as they struck immediately to protect their men. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by N(o)vᴇl(F)ire

Baaam!!

The three powerhouses activated very quickly, but still, they failed to completely ward off the dragon’s roar, as a small part of the army was smashed into oblivion.

Immediately after, the crimson dragon opened its mouth and breathed extremely red and devastating flames, as if it could boil the seas and incinerate the heavens.

This flame was extremely radiant and tyrannical and could be said to be the antithesis of the dark evil powers. Using it against the middle three clans of the Infernal Court was the perfect counter.

“Hmph! Perish!”

Ghost King Yulin sneered as he stretched a ghastly hand out.

A majestic evil ghastly Qi gathered and was extremely viscous as it actually took a liquid form.

For a moment, a torrent of black rain began to fall from the sky.

Voosh!

The moment the black rain touched the crimson flames, it was immediately evaporated.

Correspondingly, the power for the crimson flames was also suppressed and gradually weakened.

“Formation set!”

Skeleton King Jinlie, with its dark gold skeleton body, shouted in a dry voice.

Immediately, the elites of the three clans all reacted as they quickly formed a bizarre formation at top speed, combining each other’s power and focused them on the three powerhouses.

For a time, the aura of the three powerhouses skyrocketed, and their form also grew correspondingly.

“Four Heavenly Kings, witness the power of the Demonic Banner of Malice!”

Ghost Lord Yulin said coldly.

As they talked, a pitch-black Demonic Banner flew out from his body, and swelled in the wind, instantly turning thousand of feet long. There were a large number of arcane and mystical runes etched upon the surface of the banner, each had the power to rip one’s soul out.

The Demonic Banner was something the three powerhouses had obtained in the Darkmourn Mountains. It was a lost treasure from the Middle Ages. It was extremely powerful, as it fluttered, violent winds roared, as the demons ran rampant.

As to why they dared to face the Four Heavenly Kings, having the Demonic Banner was one of the most important factors.

Even if they were no match against the Four Heavenly Kings, with the Demonic Banner in hand, they at least have the ability to protect themselves.

“It seems like the three of you did not come for nothing, strike with me, and show the Four Heavenly King’s who’s boss.” Yan Wushen unleashed a powerful fighting spirit.

He did not need the Ghost Lord Yulin and the other two to take the Four Heavenly Kings head-on, just like Pan Ruo, as long as they were able to restrain the Four Heavenly Kings somewhat was enough.

Heavenly King Zengzhang said indifferently. “Yan Wushen, you underestimate us, Four Heavenly Kings, far too much. You think just those three can cause us any trouble?”

The Four Heavenly Kings were connected through the soul, and there was no need for any verbal communication at all as they all struck at the same time.

Heavenly King Chiguo plucked the four strings of the white jade pipa, Heavenly King Zengzhang roused the divine sword in his hand, Heavenly King Guangmu whirled the double whip as Heavenly King shook the Chaos Pearl Umbrella.

The power of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire all appear together, transforming into four torrents as they looked like they have flowed from a distant era and were unstoppable.

The power of the four elements not only could merge to create worlds, but they could also separate to destroy worlds.

The Four Heavenly Kings of the old Celestial Palace had the power of World Creation, and the life and death of many lives across all realms were under their control.

“Good timing.”

Yan Wushen let out a long howl as the battle spirit from his body became even stronger.

His Infernal Yanluo Qi and the strange mark on his forehead let out a dark brilliance, reflecting the void as a massive black hole formed, causing a large area of space to distort violently.

For a time, time and space seemed to be upside down as the world dimmed.

“Endless Hell!”

A unique aura that belonged to hell rushed out of the black hole.

The black hole seemed to be a passage to hell, it was deep and terrifying, with no end in sight; looking like if someone fell into it, they will never be able to break free.

The Book of Death flew out and fused with the black hole as swirls of Light of Life and Death wandered in it, destroying everything.

Suddenly, the four torrents unleashed by the Four Heavenly Kings were all drawn as they rushed at the black hole.

At the same time, Pan Ruo struck as well, blasting out the Gate of Destiny to suppress the Four Heavenly Kings.

Inside the Gate of Destiny, a large number of Precepts of Destiny were intertwined as it blasted out the terrifying power of destiny, forming a net that no one can resist.

The Compass of Destiny also flew out, and many Chains of Destiny formed out of it, and once caught, there was no escape.

All the while, Ghost Lord Yulin, Skeleton King Jinlie, and Corpse King Yuanjue gathered the powers of all of the powerhouses as they roused the Demonic Banner of Malice. A violent surge of evil Yin Qi rushed out of the banner, as demonic thunder roared and shook the sky.

“World Creation.”

The Four Heavenly Kings yelled.

The power of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire immediately merged with one another, forming a massive world.

This world was extremely dense and contained an extremely majestic power as it completely suppressed the space within a several-thousand-mile radius.

The Four Heavenly Kings were using the ability of the same heritage and their techniques were all but the same, so when used together, it was extremely seamless.

Once they used their combination attack, it was enough to kill any ordinary Neverwilther Supreme Saint.

Baaam!

The offensive power of the evil Yin Qi was instantly crushed, and the Demonic Banner itself was sent flying by the impact.

Immediately afterward, there were signs of damage on Pan Ruo’s Gate of Destiny, as cracks appeared on its surface and it almost came apart.

And the Chains of Destiny released by the Compass of Destiny could not penetrate the world even as they had enveloped it.

Only the black hole Yan Wushen had unleashed was still intact, and the devouring power released was getting stronger and stronger, seemingly wanting to devour the world created by the Four Heavenly Kings.

“Annihilate.”

A single, plain word, came out from the mouth of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Boom!

The massive world suddenly imploded, unleashing a violent torrent of devastating power.

A cold glint flashed in Yan Wushen’s eyes, as he destroyed the black hole, unleashing a similarly violent destructive power.

At the same time, Pan Ruo let the Gate of Destiny collapse, as a vast power of destiny turned into a river and rushed out.

For a time, the entire area was completely shrouded in destructive power, and nothing could be seen anymore.

And wherever this power spread out, a scene of devastation followed as heaven and earth buckled, and the ground within a radius of tens of thousands of miles shook violently.

“Is this really a group of Saint King-realm juniors fighting? Each and every one of them is even crazier than me.” Jinlong yelped as the rock it hid behind was instantly annihilated.

Jinlong itself was safe and sound. This bit of impact was only enough to tickle it.

But without any shelter, Jinlong could only retreat further as it did not want to be exposed in full view of everyone.

Although the impact caused by both sides was extremely powerful and destroyed countless mountains, when they got close to the heart of the Darkmourn Mountains, the shock wave disappeared and did not cause any damage to the mountain itself.

After a long while, this destructive force gradually dissipated.

There were no more mountains standing within a radius of thousands of miles, and even the earth had sunk several hundreds of feet in as countless bones were ground to dust.

Within the core area of the battle, the space was extremely unstable, as dimensional rifts continued to appear.

The original potent Yin Qi had completely dissipated at this moment, as the battle formation formed by the powerhouses of the three clans had also shattered.

Of the army of ten thousand strong, barely a thousand were left at this moment, with many broken bodies and torn limbs on the ground.

Ghost Lord Yulin, Skeleton King Jinlie, and Corpse King Yuanjue had all suffered serious injuries. They had underestimated the gap in strength between them and the Four Heavenly Kings. Even with the Demonic Banner of Malice, they were unable to gain any advantage at all.

The golden lotus protecting Pan Ruo had also shattered at this moment, and even the Bodhi light outside Pan Ruo’s body had dimmed as there were traces of blood on the corners of her mouth. She was clearly wounded.

Yan Wushen stood straight and proud, his long hair fluttered in the air as he stood in the front with traces of blood in the corners of his mouth as well.

If it hadn’t been for Yan Wushen taking the brunt of most of the impact, Pan Ruo and the others would have been even more severely wounded.

Although Yan Wushen was wounded, he did not care at all. Instead, a smile of excitement appeared on his face.

There was no other reason than in this clash, the Four Heavenly Kings also failed to gain an upper hand, as all of them were injured.

“You four, still want to fight? I’ll be more than happy to tango.” Yan Wushen said loudly.

Hearing this, a solemn look appeared in the eyes of the Four Heavenly King.

And this time, the situation was different. Yan Wushen had help, and they no longer had the upper hand. If they were to continue fighting, the results would be unpredictable.

Whoosh!

Pan Ruo, Ghost Lord Yulin, and the others all rushed to Yan Wushen’s side.

Having already fought to this point, there was no reason for them to shirk.

“Yan Wushen, now that our strengths are almost on par, it does not make much sense to continue fighting. However, you better keep a low profile and not run rampant in Kunlun Realm. Otherwise, no matter where you are, we the Four Heavenly Kings will find you.” Heavenly King Chiguo said solemnly.

After saying that, the Four Heavenly Kings transformed into four streams of light and left just like that as they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Looking at the direction the Four Heavenly Kings left, Yan Wushen whispered. “Nex time, maybe it’ll be you four vexing goons turn to have a headache.”