Sage Monarch

by Stayrr

Yang Qi was the son of the patriarch of a wealthy family from a small town. Believing himself to be in love, he stole a pill for his lover, only to have the girl betray him, by taking the pill and leaving him behind. Caught, his dantian was crippled and left to die under the lightning. This lightning helped him to recover his lost martial arts and also helped him gain a new, divi

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Chapter 1065: Eighteen Godpower Seeds

Mu Renwang pulled out a box and opened it, immediately causing the aura of the Great Necropolis to spill out. The box contained eighteen purified godpower seeds, which looked crystalline, beautiful, and without the slightest hint of impurity.

"Eighteen godpower seeds," he breathed. "Incredible."

"What do you think would happen if we gave all eighteen of these godpower seeds to Star Swordlife?" Su Xin said.

"The boy would instantly reach the mid Terrifying level," Mu Renwang replied. "In fact, he would probably reach the ultimate heights of that level, making him capable of killing anyone else who wasn't in a higher level than himself. But that's never going to happen. After what happened with the Flower-Seizing Marauder, you can tell that he has a completely one-track mind. And that could lead to some big problems if he interferes when we need to kill someone. We'd be in huge trouble if he could defy us. Alright, that clinches it. If we help him, he won't be grateful at all. He'll claim that because he's benevolent and generous by nature, the dao of heaven is taking care of him."

"That's right," Su Xin growled. "The little bastard is horrible. If I had to choose between him and Yang Qi, I'd definitely go with Yang Qi. Star Swordlife is going to get killed eventually. There's no way he can live with that attitude."

"You're right. Star Swordlife is horrible, and isn't willing to play by the rules everyone follows. The best thing is to get him and Yang Qi to take each other out. That will get rid of two potential catastrophes. In any case, we definitely can't waste these godpower seeds on him. We'll need to use other means to get him ready to fight Yang Qi. Why don't we invite him over for a chat, and if he's obstinate, threaten to harm his sect? We can start that way."

Su Xin nodded. "Good idea. Star Swordlife values life, so if he doesn't go along with us, we can start killing people from his sect. We have to seize the initiative in this situation! It's imperative that we control the league-lord, and by extension, the Genesis Sanctum. And when our two sects 'bless' Yang Qi, we can filter the power through him and into our daughter. That way, she can reach the mid Terrifying level. And with the three of us all at the same level of power, there's no way the Genesis Sanctum will be able to do anything to us. We'll be the leader of all the superpower sects!"

"I never thought we would actually pull off this heroic undertaking. But if we can get Huangfu Genesis under control, it'll all be worth it." Mu Renwang frowned. "By the way, we need to think about how we're going to deal with the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. Although no one in the sect is really worth worrying about, that bubble beast isn't anything to take lightly. What do they call it? A purrling."

"That's right!" Su Xin said, then thought for a long moment. "I wonder where the thing actually came from. Apparently, it killed the junior pontiff's steward and all of his other subordinates. Not even his spell formation could stand up to it. I have the feeling that getting rid of the thing won't be easy."

"Let's keep an eye on the beast. It might be strong, but it's just an animal. And it's not as if it's the King of Godmammoths. If we could get control of it, it would be a huge benefit. The only question is how to do that. Perhaps we could lend someone a knife and have them do our dirty work for us. In other words, damage the Genesis Sanctum, and at the same time, find out how strong the creature really is."

"Oh, you mean...? Frame the thing for killing people from the Genesis Sanctum? They would definitely seek revenge, and try to kill or take it. A fight like that would only benefit us." Su Xin chuckled. "Not a bad idea at all. I doubt their junior pontiff wants to get in another fight with the purrling, but maybe if we add some fuel to the fire, we can get him to take action."

"Yes, perfect. The stage is already set for a big fight, so let's see what the purrling can do. Maybe we can even get more information by getting Bastard Seacliff involved as well."

"Yes, I agree!"

With that, they continued refining the details of their plot.

Some time before, Yang Qi had summoned his Wheel of Fate, causing an invisible stream of Fateless energy to swirl around him. That, in turn, allowed him to pick up on the fluctuations of the Heart-Linking Hex, which he analyzed with the Civilization Founding Grand Magic.

He had already cultivated the Civilization Founding Grand Magic to its limit, enabling him to pick up on even the slightest of energy fluctuations. Unfortunately, the Civilization Founding Grand Magic wasn't enough for him to learn anything about two mid Terrifying experts.

However, thanks to the Godly Positioning System of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, he knew their general location.

And although he couldn't physically observe them, thanks to the fluctuations, he was able to do some spying. This was the same thing he had done with Archmonk Dharma Treasury when he spied on the Shepherd, and it was all thanks to the Heart-Linking Hex.

He almost felt like history was repeating.

It was by means of this that he eavesdropped on the imperial couple's entire conversation.

'Eighteen godpower seeds?' he thought. 'These two people killed eighteen Inheritors! Wow. This might be the perfect opportunity for me. Back when Archmonk Dharma Treasury and I were dealing with the Shepherd, he used that technique called Buddha Goes to a Strange World, which was how we ended up getting the Mahātmā Jade. My cultivation base is far beyond that now. Maybe I should try to get those seeds. Considering they're already purified, I could assimilate them immediately.'

All of a sudden, a new plan began forming in his mind.

He was completely convinced that if he could get those eighteen godpower seeds, he would be able to reach the Terrifying level. The only problem was that he wasn't sure if he could withstand the Great Necropolis godpower that would come with them.

'They want to use Star Swordlife against me, huh, that stubborn ass. Well, hopefully he pisses them off to no end. In the end, it doesn't matter, I'll kill him if I have to. And I'll use those eighteen seeds to get stronger. Now that I know about their existence, there's no way I'll let them be used by someone else. Hmm. They want to set the Genesis Sanctum against my sect to figure out more about the purrling? That would take care of two birds with one stone. Not a bad idea, but sadly, I'm on to them. And I'm interested in seeing what the purrling is capable of, too.'

Of course, Yang Qi was keeping some divine will focused on the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect at all times.

Meanwhile, more and more people were gathering for the assembly. Many were forming smaller groups and factions, and there were even groups that were made up of thousands of sects. Most people were sitting around discussing Daoist techniques and cultivation methods while they waited for the assembly to begin.

At the same time, the young elites who had attended Junior Empress Mu Yexi's banquet had begun spreading word about the news. Soon, everyone was talking about how the two main sects wanted to have a young one become the league-lord, then subsequently bless that person with power.

Although most people had initially found the idea farfetched, as they thought about it in detail, they realized it was actually a very good idea. It would end the friction between the two biggest sects, and give hope to the masses. Everyone was getting excited at the prospects.

Of course, the House of God Bastards had become a big unknown factor. A lot of people were dead set against the idea of Bastard Seacliff becoming the league-lord and having authority over all the sects.

Overall, the mood was one of tense excitement.

It was around this time that a hot rumor began spreading about the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect.

The rumor was about how the junior pontiff of the Genesis Sanctum had invited Jadefall to a banquet, but ended up having all of his men killed by her purrling.

The news was quite explosive. After all, Yang Qi had only just recently killed the Flower-Seizing Marauder. And now another dramatic event related to the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect had occurred. Some people even suspected that the rumor wasn't true. But regardless, it put the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect even more in the spotlight.

Eventually, Sectlord Will Manifestation set aside an area in the main hall where he set up warding magics to keep people out and allow those on the inside to focus on cultivation.

Zi Qiong and Jadefall were kept inside to avoid any problems.

Of course, there were a lot of people who wanted to have a look at the purrling.

Considering that there were hundreds of thousands of sects already present, and countless experts, it was obvious that there was plenty of spying going on. It was a hodgepodge of good and bad people, and no one knew what unexpected events might play out.

"The Dharma Sect has come for a formal visit!" All of a sudden, a group of monks from the Dharma Sect appeared; considering that they were frequent guests, the sectlord quickly opened a small doorway in the shield he had created.

That was when a cruel voice spoke. "How dare you, Will Manifestation Heaven Sect! You actually set yourself in opposition to the Genesis Sanctum!? Although I personally am not from that sect, I can't bear to see behavior such as yours. And I don't believe the rumors about how powerful that bullshit creature of yours is. Bring it out for me to see!"

RUMBLE!

In the blink of an eye, an enormous hand was rumbling toward the opening Sectlord Will Manifestation had created, and the monks of the Dharma Sect were forced to scatter to avoid it!

Purr. Purr...

Suddenly, a bubble appeared and completely surrounded the hand.

Then, another bubble appeared in a far corner of the hall, where it surrounded what appeared to be nothing more than a random, low-level disciple. However, as soon as the bubble surrounded him, he suddenly transformed into a hulking devil king.

"That's Devil King Smeltgold! A top expert of the wretched dao!" People began shouting in shock.

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Chapter 1066: Inescapable Bubbles

"Devil King Smeltgold?! According to the stories, he's a hybrid of a hell-born fiend-devil and a human. His cultivation base is incredible, and he's one of the top bandits from the ancient road, someone who specializes in murder. I can't believe he's working for the Genesis Sanctum. Maybe he didn't officially join them, but he's definitely here on their behalf."

"Well, he's dead now."

"I heard that Devil King Smeltgold has a whole bunch of clones, and nobody knows where his true self is."

"Now he's stuck in that bubble. And if you look closely, he's not here as a clone. That's his true self! He's really going to die!"

Everyone present was shocked by what they were seeing.

Trapped in the bubble, Devil King Smeltgold screamed miserably until he died. Then the bubble faded away and his corpse dropped to the ground. As everyone looked on, they saw what appeared to be golden leaves falling down around the corpse, which were Devil King Smeltgold's clones.

In other words, the purrling had reached out and summoned all of his clones into the bubble with him.

What kind of divine ability was that?

It was unthinkable!

Swish!

At this point, a speeding beam of sword light appeared, filled with lightning, wind, clouds, and rain. Although it was initially impossible to tell who this sword light belonged to, they were obviously so strong that they surpassed Devil King Smeltgold.

The sword light stabbed into the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect's warding spell, devastating it so dramatically that it seemed the people inside would soon be under threat of attack.

"A consummate expert!"

"A boundless assassin!"

"It's someone from the Royal Palace of Assassins! I can't believe they showed up! Everybody says they're a group of extremely mysterious assassins who can be hired to do any job, as long as you pay them enough godhood..."

"I heard that the Royal Palace of Assassins can even kill mid Terrifying experts!"

"No wonder they're so strong. Did the Genesis Sanctum hire them?"

The sword light danced back and forth so quickly it was impossible to fully track its movement. Furthermore, no one could see who had sent the sword light. Without that person's true self present, how could the sword light possibly be dealt with?

Yet the purrling still started purring.

Instantly, the sword light converged into the shape of a sword, floating in the middle of a bubble and incapable of moving.

At that point, cruel laughter rang out, accompanied by a voice that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere. "The Royal Palace of Assassins has already accepted the job of killing everyone from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. We won't stop until you're all dead. Do you people really think some wild animal is going to save you?"

Purr!

Another bubble shot out. Everyone watched as the bubble disappeared. Then, only a moment later, a scream rang out from off in the distance. The bubble reappeared and within it was an elite assassin, dressed in all black, with the word 'royal' embroidered on his chest.

"Impossible!" he shrieked, struggling. "My true self is in the Royal Palace of Assassins! How did you get to me? You're not a human, you're a god!" His face a mask of disbelief, he continued letting loose screams that caused everyone's skin to tingle.

Eventually, his screams stopped.

The bubble vanished, and his corpse dropped to the ground. Just like that, a top expert from the Royal Palace of Assassins had been killed. It was true that the Royal Palace of Assassins was a mysterious organization that would assassinate anyone for the right price. However, according to rumor, the King of Assassins, despite being a mid Terrifying expert, had failed to assassinate the emperor of the executors and was eventually killed. Afterward, no one heard anything about the Royal Palace of Assassins again.

But now, here they were, operating out in the open again.

What did that imply? All sorts of dangerous organizations were popping out of the woodwork now that this big sect assembly had been called.

All of a sudden, two streams of killing intent shot out from the void.

"How dare you kill someone from the Royal Palace of Assassins! You'll all die for that!"

Two streams of sword light appeared, yet all that happened was that two purring sounds could be heard.

Two bubbles appeared, vanished, then reappeared. Inside them were two assassins, already dead. Those bubbles could find people no matter where they were hiding, leaving everyone present completely terrorized. Could people even hide in the god world? Apparently not.

The attacks of the purrling completely disregarded distance, and even the protection of spell formations.

No one could escape those bubbles.

In hardly a single breath of time, three top assassins had been killed, along with Devil King Smeltgold.

Not even having soul lamps or similar things hidden away in one's sect would do any good. Those things were also dragged out by the purrling's bubbles.

Anyone who tried to harm the purrling would be snatched up by those bubbles, regardless of their status or identity.

That was what the invincible purrling was capable of.

"What the fuck!?" someone blurted. "It's so strong!"

This purrling was turning out to be more freakish than anyone had imagined. After all, the Royal Palace of Assassins was known for its special abilities to kill people from afar. And they must have had the approval and help of the Genesis Sanctum to be able to carry out assassinations in Destructionless Castle.

But in the end, that approval and help had done them no good, and they were still slaughtered by the purrling.

"You just wait, Will Manifestation Heaven Sect..." The threatening voice seemed to fill the area, as though the words were being spoken by a host of people. Everyone present looked around fearfully. After all, it wasn't a good thing to have the Royal Palace of Assassins back in business.

Purr. Purr. Purr...

The pink purrling stretched, then exhaled a series of bubbles that almost instantly disappeared.

A moment later a string of screams echoed out. "Don't target that animal with killing intent!"

Unfortunately, the cry of warning came too late. The bubbles reappeared, filled with people that had targeted the purrling with killing intent. Those people struggled for a bit, but in the end, they all died. The bubbles faded and the corpses dropped to the ground.

Meanwhile, the purrling hardly seemed to be doing anything at all, other than wriggling and stretching in Jadefall's arms. In fact, it looked quite happy. Everyone nervously edged away, not even daring to look at the purrling.

For all they knew, meeting its gaze could end up with them in a bubble.

When it was all over, there was a pile of corpses, mostly from the Royal Palace of Assassins. Zi Qiong flew out, waved her hand, and collected the corpses to make into puppets later.

At the same time, Sectlord Will Manifestation rose to his feet. Keeping his shock hidden, he said, "I don't care what orders you received, Royal Palace of Assassins. If you don't learn your lesson, and insist on being stubborn, then all of you are going to end up wiped out of existence."

His words, backed by the threat of the purrling, caused everyone to have an even higher opinion of the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect than before. And no one from the Royal Palace of Assassins responded to the sectlord, which amplified the fear in the hearts of the onlookers.

Silence reigned.

No one dared to cause any problems for the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. As far as they were concerned, the purrling might as well have been a mid Terrifying expert.

Crack!

Back in the Genesis Sanctum, the junior pontiff's wine cup shattered in his hand and a vicious expression appeared on his face. "How could this be happening? How could it be so strong? I spent ten pieces of godhood to hire the Royal Palace of Assassins. I can't believe they failed. And look at how many of them died! I wouldn't be surprised if they try blackmailing me over this! What do we do? Why is that little animal so unexpectedly fierce?"

Of course, he didn't dare to make a move, as he was truly frightened by how things were playing out.

He knew that if he targeted the purrling with killing intent, he would be finished. No one would be able to save him. He also viewed it as a mid Terrifying expert, which meant that he wasn't even sure if his father could deal with it.

"Are you starting to get worried, Junior Pontiff?"

The junior pontiff turned his head to find a young man approaching. Shocked, he said, "Who are you? I didn't invite you here."

The man smiled condescendingly. "I'm Bastard Seacliff. Heard of me?"

"So you're Bastard Seacliff, junior houselord of the House of God Bastards. I thought you were on good terms with Mu Yexi. Didn't you attend her banquet? What, don't tell me the House of God Bastards wants to oppose our Genesis Sanctum."

"That's not it," Bastard Seacliff casually replied. "Mu Yexi from the Woodfern Couple Palace definitely doesn't trust me, and is already working on contingency plans to oppose me. In fact, I could tell from the look in her eye that she's plotting against me. Look, I didn't come here to quibble. I want one thing: to be the league-lord. Do you have any problems with that?"

"You want to be the league-lord?" The junior pontiff snorted coldly. "Do you really think it's that easy?"

"What if I make it worth your while?" Bastard Seacliff said, smiling. "I'm definitely going to destroy the Woodfern Couple Palace, eventually. Mu Renwang is going to die, and I'll throw his wife Su Xin and his daughter Mu Yexi in my harem. Considering that your Genesis Sanctum is full of men, I'm not particularly interested in you."

The junior pontiff burst out laughing. "You're crazy, Bastard Seacliff! The Woodfern Couple Palace isn't going to go down that easily. That said, if you want to be the league-lord, I could give you my approval if you handle a matter for me."

"Oh? What matter?"

"Go get that purrling for me." The junior pontiff was obviously trying to lend someone a knife and have them do his dirty work.

Bastard Seacliff chuckled cynically. "I have no idea where that animal comes from. The god world doesn't contain any information about it, and furthermore, it's mysterious and unpredictable. I don't even know if my father could capture it without suffering a humiliating defeat. Sorry, your plan is too crappy to work."

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Chapter 1067: Plans and Plots

"Oh?"

Bastard Seacliff's words struck fear into the heart of the junior pontiff. He had been hoping to use the man to do his dirty work for him. But who could have guessed that Bastard Seacliff, who had cut down Prince Nobledeath of the Executors of the Ancient Road, would also be afraid of the purrling? It only went to reinforce how terrifying the thing actually was.

The people from the Royal Palace of Assassins had died as quickly as ants tossed into boiling water, the sight of which still lingered in the junior pontiff's mind. And here Bastard Seacliff was saying that he wasn't sure if even his own father could do anything to the purrling. In fact, the junior pontiff suspected he wasn't telling the truth, because wouldn't that imply that the purrling was completely invincible? And if the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect was going to dominate the sect assembly, then what would everyone else be able to gain?

Looking as cynical as ever, Bastard Seacliff said, "Apparently you're unaware of the fact that the Woodfern Couple Palace is responsible for spreading rumors about your recent humiliation. They wanted you to try to take the purrling down, hoping that you would reveal more about it in the process. Thankfully, you're smart, and hired the Royal Palace of Assassins to probe the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. And now you know the truth. That thing can drag people out no matter where they're hiding, and kill them."

"It's strong, that's true," the junior pontiff said. "But I'm still not convinced that it's invincible, just uncharacteristically powerful. I want to know what exactly it is." Although the junior pontiff had finally managed to suppress his normal arrogance and conceit, he couldn't help but add, "Your House of God Bastards is really patient, eh? Instead of making a move on the purrling, you're waiting to see how things play out. In the end, the worst loser of all is the Royal Palace of Assassins. They really suffered some horrific casualties."

"Yes, but the Royal Palace of Assassins won't just let the issue drop, Junior Pontiff. In fact, that's the reason I came to see you. Considering how many assassins just died, I can tell you that they're going to be coming to you for compensation."

The junior pontiff's face drained of blood, but he still managed to snort coldly. "I paid the godhood they asked for. It's not my fault they weren't strong enough, and failed the mission as a result. In fact, according to our agreement, they should continue with the assassination attempts. Either that or give me back my godhood. They can't just bite the hand that feeds them! That's a basic principle of doing business."

"A basic principle of business?" Bastard Seacliff laughed loudly. "Didn't you know? The Royal Palace of Assassins doesn't operate on the principles of reason. They're not going to hold the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect responsible for killing their assassins. They'll hold their client responsible!"

"Yeah, well so what? If they want to be unreasonable like that, I'll call on the full power of the Genesis Sanctum to wipe them out of existence. Their King of Assassins is already dead, killed by the Executors of the Ancient Road. If the surviving losers think they can cause problems for me, well, they're just courting death!"

"Curse them all you want, it's not going to change the fact that the King of Assassins isn't dead. In fact, he recently returned to full strength. Nervous now?"

"What?!" the junior pontiff said, a tremor passing through him. "The King of Assassins is alive?! How is that possible? I thought he died a long time ago! If he's alive, that's simply—"

"Simply terrifying," Bastard Seacliff said. He chuckled. "Think about it. The only reason you weren't afraid of the Royal Palace of Assassins is that you had your father to rely on. But if the King of Assassins takes on your father, then both of you are going to be killed beyond the shadow of a doubt. Meanwhile, the Woodfern Couple Palace is lurking off to the side, just waiting for you to be taken out. Furthermore, the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect obviously knows that you're the one who hired the assassins, which means that they have it out for you as well. It seems to me the Genesis Sanctum is doomed to be destroyed!"

"You..." the junior pontiff spluttered, and then he sat there for a long moment. Finally, he said, "So what's the point here? You want to team up with me? You want my support in your bid for the spot of league-lord? If so, there's got to be some benefit to me. What are you offering?"

"What am I offering? To help you deal with the Royal Palace of Assassins, for one thing. I can keep you safe. All you have to do is support my bid for league-lord."

"How do you know you can pull it off?" the junior pontiff said suspiciously.

"Simple. I'll give them enough godhood to ensure they don't cause any trouble for you. In the end, they operate for profit. By the way, I can also help you deal with the Woodfern Couple Palace."

"That's not a bad offer, but I need more. If I support you, it'll likely involve crossing my father. He's a mid Terrifying expert and no weaker than you. Besides, there are plenty of other powerful old-timers in the Genesis Sanctum, so it's not as if I'm all that important."

"Okay, take this distiller's yeast. I'm sure you realize how valuable it is, although I don't have much use for it." When Bastard Seacliff produced the very same distiller's yeast he had taken from the banquet at the Woodfern Couple Palace, the junior pontiff's eyes suddenly glittered with bright light.

"Fine. I promise to help you become the league-lord."

"Then swear an oath," Bastard Seacliff said. "It's not as if I'm going to give you this distiller's yeast based on your word alone."

"Alright!" Clearing his throat, the junior pontiff continued, "I hereby swear that if you give me that distiller's yeast, and I don't help you become the league-lord, I'll die and never be properly buried. However, you're responsible for dealing with any contenders. I've heard that the Woodfern Couple Palace is grooming both the junior sectlord from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect and Star Swordlife. If they attack you, it won't have anything to do with me."

"Are you kidding me?" Bastard Seacliff laughed coldly. Tossing the distiller's yeast over, he said, "You think I'm worried about ants like them? Remember your oath. I know that some people don't take their oaths seriously, but I can tell you that if you go back on your word, the oath will come true sooner or later..."

With that, he vanished into thin air.

When the junior pontiff was sure he was gone, he spat, "Motherfucking asshole! You think I care about oaths? You have no idea how many oaths I've taken in my life, and I never keep my word. But nobody has ever been able to do a single thing about it. You actually believed me, dickhead?" He burst out laughing. "Considering how easily you're fooled, it's not going to be hard at all to kill you!"

Looking down at the distiller's yeast, he continued, "This definitely has some powerful warding spell placed in it. But it's not like I can't get rid of it. You've underestimated the Genesis Sanctum. With the power of this distiller's yeast, and the spirit medicines we make here, I'm going to push my cultivation base to the next level! With the right opportunity, I'll easily be able to step into the mid Terrifying level."

With that, he vanished into the depths of the Genesis Sanctum.

In a secret room in the Woodfern Couple Palace, Mu Renwang and Su Xin were splitting their attention in three directions. First, the eighteen godpower seeds. Second, the Mahātmā Jade. And third, the events playing out with the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect and the purrling.

After watching Devil King Smeltgold and the experts from the Royal Palace of Assassins all get killed by the purrling's bubbles, they exchanged shocked glances.

"How could this be happening?" Mu Renwang said. "That level of power... Those assassins pierce through space with their attacks. Their true selves were definitely back in the Royal Palace of Assassins. If they tried to kill us that way, we might have been able to use a spatial interception technique to strike back, but we would never have been able to pull them to our location. That type of power is unimaginable."

Piercing through space to attack enemies was something that mid Terrifying experts could do with hardly any effort.

But pulling corporeal objects from another location to their own was a higher level of power that was definitely beyond them. In other words, the purrling had powers that could render them completely helpless.

"Is that thing really invincible?" Su Xin said. "This is bad. We need to kill that brat as quickly as possible. If he reunites with the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect, we'll never be able to pull it off."

"You're right," Mu Renwang said, nodding. "Although, I think we're safe for the moment. The kid isn't interested in opposing us, and is even willing to be our pawn. In fact, killing him under the current circumstances wouldn't be appropriate. Furthermore, we haven't sensed any errant thoughts as he works on his cultivation. If he were plotting against us, the Heart-Linking Hex would've notified us."

"True," Su Xin replied. "We shouldn't discard our pawn so blithely. Besides, the purrling can't be used as an offensive weapon. It only seems to protect its owner. As long as we don't do anything threatening to that girl, we'll be fine. Besides, that beast's power is so heaven-defying that it's a foregone conclusion the dao of heaven will eventually do something to restrict it."

"That's exactly right," Mu Renwang said. "Right now, our main focus should be getting Mu Yexi into the mid Terrifying level. With the three of us working together, who under heaven could possibly defy us? Let's try this again, and hope we succeed. We'll go all out to finish cleansing these eighteen godpower seeds. Afterward, we should have even more enlightenment about the Great Necropolis, which should advance our energy arts and cultivation bases. Hmph! That bastard Huangfu Genesis has no idea how strong we are now. It's going to be a big surprise when he finds out."

"Huangfu Genesis has been our enemy for so many years. It's definitely time to kill him."

Meanwhile, Yang Qi opened his eyes. 'Incredible,' he thought. 'The purrling is so strong! It can actually pierce through space to grab opponents. It completely ignored the magical laws and restrictions of space. I wonder if I could pick up some of those abilities as well...'

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Chapter 1068: Grabbing from a Distance

Yang Qi had been watching closely as the purrling pierced through space to grab the experts from the Royal Palace of Assassins.

He had been involved with the purrling from the very beginning. After all, he was the one who had helped Jadefall break open the porcelain godspore that contained it, a process that had gone on for years. Obviously, the purrling recognized his aura and treated him like a friend. In fact, the only person it was closer to was Jadefall herself. Because of that, Yang Qi was confident that the purrling wouldn't hurt or kill him. If anything, it enjoyed playing with him. Furthermore, his connection with the purrling had made it possible for him to gain deep enlightenment of the Purrfect God Art.

He was a Fateless One, and had also acquired Eternal and Fortuned blood. And during his time in the Great Necropolis, he had gathered blood from others among the three thousand constitutions, which he had also refined and added to his own blood. As a result, his blood was becoming more and more like the Blood of the One God.

Because of all of that, he was turning into something unique, something superior to all other beings. Not even King Immortal-Slayer had done anything like that.

Throughout all the years, there had never been a Fateless One like Yang Qi.

Of course, at the moment, it wasn't known what kind of blood Proud Heaven had, or the bearer of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age.

As the power of his blood was awakened, Yang Qi was also gaining enlightenment of the Great Necropolis godpower, and in fact, had become an Inheritor. With the added powers of the Purrfect God Art, it was impossible to say exactly how powerful he was, or would become.

That was especially true if he could pierce through space the way the purrling could.

Yang Qi once again sank into a trance of enlightenment as he sought to improve his Purrfect God Art. Obviously, if he could master that ability, it would be vastly superior to Buddha Goes to a Strange World, or other such divine abilities. With it, and the powers of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, it was entirely possible that he could get his hands on the box with the eighteen godpower seeds in it.

If he consumed those seeds, his cultivation base would definitely reach the Terrifying level, and his psychic scale would reach at least ninety-nine. At that point, his fighting prowess wouldn't just be equal to that of Bastard Seacliff, he would probably surpass him to the point where he could fight two people like that.

Of course, advancing his Purrfect God Art would also give him access to more of the godpower of the Great Necropolis.

'I really do need to thank this imperial couple,' he thought. 'Without them adding fuel to the fire, the Royal Palace of Assassins wouldn't have gotten involved, and the purrling wouldn't have used that ability. But now that I know about it, I can seek enlightenment and hopefully reach a higher level.'

Although his true energy was seething in transformation, it wasn't possible to see that just by looking at him. Mu Yexi looked at him thoughtfully, unsure of exactly what he was doing. That said, she didn't dare to interfere, and simply focused on her own cultivation.

Although her mysterious arts were powerful, if she fought Bastard Seacliff, she would have to struggle to end the fight in a draw.

Of course, she could tell that Yang Qi was working on something profound, but thanks to the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth she had no way to get any more information.

As Yang Qi worked with the Purrfect God Art, he eventually reached a state of emptiness in which he felt completely omnipotent, like a god that had surpassed the god world. At that moment, his cultivation base reached an even more profound and invincible level.

At the same time, bubbles appeared within him.

His mind was filled with such immense power that, before he realized what was happening, his psychic scale climbed by five points. He was now at a total of thirty-five, which in turn allowed him to gain more enlightenment of space-time and its complexities. Instantly, his Civilization Founding Grand Magic and imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers reached a new level.

Five points on the psychic scale was nothing to look down on; some people would never improve their psychic scale by that much in an entire lifetime.

Those who did might spend fifty billion years before succeeding, but Yang Qi did it in the blink of an eye. As he did, the godpower seeds he possessed began melting even faster, and the godpower of the necropolis fused more fully with his true energy, all without impurities or side-effects.

By now, he could inhale the godpower of the Great Necropolis as easily as an ordinary mortal could breathe in the spirit energy of heaven and earth.

He was now stronger than even the other ordinary Inheritors, the reason being that he was founding his own system instead of just inheriting another.

He went through several full cycles of the Purrfect God Art and found that both his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth and Unspoiled Body were benefiting, just as yin and yang would interact.

The Great Necropolis godpower was turning out to be like the building block needed to construct the tower that was the Purrfect God Art.

All of a sudden, Yang Qi felt like the bubbles within him were reaching a state of initial completion. In fact, he realized he could use a bubble on the Heart-Linking Hex to completely destroy it if he wanted to.

He wouldn't, of course, considering that he could use that hex to spy on the imperial couple.

Mu Renwang and Su Xin were continuing their work with the eighteen godpower seeds, which had been almost completely cleansed of misfortune by this point, and were now thrumming with life.

When Yang Qi saw that, he began building up his psychic power.

His plans were now coming to fruition, and he was currently stronger than ever. It reminded him a lot of when he and Archmonk Dharma Treasury had stolen the Mahātmā Jade, except that he was now vastly stronger than before and didn't need any outside help.

In the moment that he gained the enlightenment he needed from the Purrfect God Art, Yang Qi opened his eyes.

Sensing that something had happened, Mu Yexi looked over at him.

"What are you doing, Yang Qi!" she said in a tone of anger.

However, even as her words hung in the air, Yang Qi exhaled a bubble, which instantly surrounded her, locking her up and making it impossible for her to move.

In the secret chamber, Mu Renwang and Su Xin both shivered. "This is bad," Su Xin said. "Did something just happen to Yexi!?"

Both of them shot to their feet, angry expressions on their faces as they abandoned their work with the eighteen godpower seeds.

Crash!

The box dropped to the ground.

Swish!

A vortex opened leading to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, and a wild eruption of power slammed into the imperial couple. Given that they were both mid Terrifying experts, they immediately realized what was happening. "Someone is ambushing us? Who is it? Who's looking to get killed?!"

"It's the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart!"

They both thrust out their palms and hit the vortex, completely dispelling it. Inside, the immortal-slaying clone was sent flying backward, blood spraying out of his mouth. Thankfully, he had the power of the chart itself backing him, otherwise he would have been crushed out of existence.

Mu Renwang and Su Xin obviously weren't pulling their punches.

Unfortunately for them, the fight wasn't over.

Two bubbles appeared, instantly shooting forward to entrap them.

"Purrling bubbles!?"

Their faces masks of fear and shock, they unleashed palm strikes to try to break the bubbles. To their surprise, they succeeded, and the bubbles faded out of existence before reaching them.

However, it was at that moment that they realized there was a third bubble present, and that it had already reached the jade box on the ground. Before they could do anything, the bubble vanished.

"Dammit..."

"How come those bubbles were so weak?"

"What exactly is going on here?"

"Wait, I know. It's that damned brat causing trouble!"

"Die!"

They were both enraged, neither of them having predicted that Yang Qi would have played them like this. And right now, the only thing they wanted to do was chop him to pieces.

They vanished, reappearing in the hall they had left Yang Qi in. There, they saw their daughter Mu Yexi in a bubble, with Yang Qi right next to her, one hand wrapped around her waist, the other holding the box of godpower seeds.

"Stay your hand, brat!" Mu Renwang shouted. "Do you know what you've done?!"

He chopped his hand out, but Yang Qi just shifted Mu Yexi in front of him, forcing Mu Renwang to pull his hand back. Before anything else could happen, Yang Qi popped the godpower seeds into his mouth.

Off to the side, Su Xin tried to activate the Heart-Linking Hex.

However, absolutely nothing happened.

"You think your Heart-Linking Hex is going to do any good?" Yang Qi said, chuckling, and a vortex appeared behind him that pulsed with immense power.

"You have the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart!?" Mu Renwang said.

"Exactly. And I happened to acquire a new ability recently." Flicking his finger, a bubble appeared, within which was the Heart-Linking Hex. "Considering how you've treated me, did you really think I would let you off the hook? What do you think? I just consumed the eighteen godpower seeds you worked so hard to cleanse. I'm already starting to get stronger, and I'm already at the point where you can't kill me. And I have your daughter right here. If you want her dead, then go ahead and make a move."

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Chapter 1069: Name Your Price

Yang Qi had finally succeeded, and his carefully laid plans were playing out perfectly.

Mu Renwang and Su Xin were so incredibly powerful that if Yang Qi hadn't gained valuable experience from stealing the Mahātmā Jade from the Shepherd, he would never have succeeded. Nor would he have succeeded if they hadn't used the Heart-Linking Hex on him. And were it not for the Royal Palace of Assassins trying to take out the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect, the purrling would never have revealed its ability and Yang Qi would never have gained further enlightenment of the Purrfect God Art. In that case, he would also have failed.

Another factor was that the imperial couple had left Mu Yexi behind to watch over Yang Qi, giving him the perfect hostage.

And if the imperial couple hadn't revealed their eighteen godpower seeds to him, Yang Qi would have had no choice but to go along with their plan to manipulate him.

There were a host of factors that had all played out perfectly in his favor.

In the end, it was the imperial couple's conniving and overbearing attitude, and their insistence on turning Yang Qi into a puppet, that ensured everything had turned out this way.

If they had treated him the way the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect had, supporting him and helping him with good intentions, then they might have greatly benefited as a result. Unfortunately, as mid Terrifying experts who could survive in the god world, they believed they were past the point of needing to deal with Yang Qi according to the old expression treat the virtuous men courteously and the scholars with respect.

Sadly for them, they had lost out and were now under Yang Qi's control.

Their daughter's life was in his hands, and they knew that they had to be very careful. Now that he had consumed the eighteen godpower seeds, Mu Renwang could see that Yang Qi's cultivation base was enigmatically high, and he was pulsing with an energy that could shake the heavens and topple the earth. All of a sudden, Mu Renwang wasn't confident in being able to kill him.

"How dare you use our daughter to threaten us, you brute!"

"Lower your blade and become a buddha, Yang Qi," Su Xin said. "Let our daughter go and get on your knees in repentance. That's the only way you'll get out of this situation alive, understand? Do you realize what you've done? We helped you! We even made you into an Inheritor. But as it turns out, you have the ambition of a wild wolf, and as soon as you made some energy arts progress you threatened us with the life of our daughter! Are you trying to get your sect wiped out? There's no way the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect could possibly stand up to our fury!"

Although Su Xin was trying to appeal to Yang Qi's sense of righteousness, the truth was that she was ready to launch a deadly attack at any moment.

In response, Yang Qi laughed in their faces. "The way you two talk makes it seem like I'm too shameless to show my face in public. I know you're planning to attack me, Su Xin. And I guarantee that if you do, I'll tear your daughter into so many pieces you'll never be able to put her back together. Go ahead and test my resolve, if you feel like it. I don't care. Worst case scenario, I just hide in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, where you'll never be able to get to me."

"You!" Su Xin spat, furious at having her true intentions spoken out so casually. At the same time, it made her realize that Yang Qi was a lot smarter and more experienced than she realized, and not the sort of immature kid who could be easily fooled.

"Do you know how many dangerous situations I've found myself in throughout my life?" he asked. "By now, I can see through every kind of crafty plot and machination. The two of you planned to make me the puppet league-lord for only as long as it took to have me killed. You think I didn't realize that? I know everything that you've been planning, thanks to the Heart-Linking Hex!" He chuckled darkly.

"Impossible!" Su Xin shrieked. "The Heart-Linking Hex is too profound! How could you possibly use it to spy on us?"

"Why couldn't I? By the way, I know it was you who spread the word about what I did to the junior pontiff. And you knew that he would hire the Royal Palace of Assassins to try taking down the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. You wanted that to happen, so that you could find out more about the purrling. If it turned out to be weak enough, you would've been more than happy to see my sect destroyed. You claimed that you would protect me and my sect as well, didn't you? But not only did you not do that, you actually plotted against me. What kind of people are you? Did you actually want me to be dead-set on killing you?" Truth be told, Yang Qi was monologuing to buy time as he waited for the eighteen godpower seeds within him to be assimilated.

"You're very crafty and treacherous, boy!" Mu Renwang said, taking a step forward. "Sadly for you, you're too greedy. Now that you've consumed those eighteen godpower seeds, your insides are roiling with true energy. And the instability caused by the Great Necropolis godpower is going to cause you to explode in short order. Did you really think we'd feel threatened by you?"

Yang Qi snorted coldly. "Are you sure about that? Are you certain that I can't assimilate this power? You see, I'm quite experienced with the godpower of the Great Necropolis! I know that if you could somehow manage to deal with the purrling, you could easily wipe out my sect. But believe me, if you make the slightest wrong move, you'll be sorry."

Even as he spoke, his energy seemed to completely settle down, causing the imperial couple to again hold back.

They were hesitating to shoot the rat for fear of breaking the vases. After all, their daughter was still in the hands of this new enemy.

"I never could have guessed that you would be this ferocious, Yang Qi!" Mu Yexi said, her eyes flashing with anger. "Maybe you captured me in a moment of surprise, but do you really think that your cultivation base is strong enough to defy the entire Woodfern Couple Palace?" It wasn't lost on her that she was the one who had invited the wolf into one's house.

"Are you okay, Daughter?" Su Xin asked.

"He has me completely locked down, Mother. His cultivation base is so strong that I can't even struggle. He's using some sort of divine ability that links our two souls together. In other words, if you land a blow on him, the damage will be inflicted on me."

"What energy art is that?" Su Xin asked.

"My imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers," Yang Qi replied. "I doubt you've heard of them, but that's not important right now. Why don't we start negotiating? After all, I don't think we've reached the point where we can't reconcile our differences. You still want me to fight the Genesis Sanctum, don't you? I can still do that, although not as your puppet."

"Negotiate?" Su Xin said. "You want to negotiate? Fine, then put my daughter down. If you do, then maybe we can talk. If you don't, you know what the consequences will be."

"Don't threaten me," Yang Qi said. "I'd be happy to let your daughter go on one condition. Give me my Mahātmā Jade back. Without an Unspoiled Body, you can't unlock its secrets, and in fact, if you try to use it for cultivation, it'll suck you dry. I studied it for over a thousand years, and I can tell you it's a complicated thing."

"So, you do have the True-Devil Unspoiled-by-Myriad-Kalpas-and-Tribulations Body," Su Xin growled, "and the sheepskin scroll." She took out the Mahātmā Jade. "Why didn't you say that from the beginning? You obviously had ill intentions from the get-go!"

"If I had ill intentions, I would have given you a cultivation method that would end with you being sucked into the jade and killed," he replied. "You wouldn't have stood a chance of saving yourselves."

"How very kind of you," Su Xin replied angrily.

"It has nothing to do with kindness. If you were to die, how could I deal with the Genesis Sanctum, or become the league-lord? You see, our interests still align, so calm down. It's not as if I did anything to warrant being your enemy."

"You obviously want to negotiate, so just tell us what you want," Mu Renwang said. "There's no need to go beating around the bush."

"First, I want my Mahātmā Jade. Second, I want a real partnership, not a puppet arrangement. Third, you're not allowed to do anything to my sect. We'll swear blood oaths to advance and retreat together. In addition to those three major stipulations, we agree to discuss matters before making any detailed plans. And I'll promise to help you fight the Genesis Sanctum."

"First let our daughter go," Su Xin replied.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Yang Qi said, laughing. "Come on. Swear formal oaths."

"Fine. If it's an oath you want, we swear to live by your conditions."

She and Mu Renwang exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter.

"Who could ever have thought that famous people like us would get manipulated by a brat like you," he said. "Well done. You really pulled the rug right out from underneath us. Just as you said, we will advance and retreat together, mutually suffering any injuries. And whoever violates the agreement will die by the sword. Let men and gods alike bear witness to this oath!"

"Fine," Yang Qi agreed. "Advance and retreat together, mutually suffer any injuries, and whoever violates the agreement will die by the sword."

"Take the Mahātmā Jade," Mu Renwang said, sending it flying over at incredible speed. However, as it neared Yang Qi, it was grabbed by a bubble and sucked into his bag. Mu Renwang and Su Xin exchanged another glance of surprise. They had previously assumed that Yang Qi would show some weakness when he grabbed the Mahātmā Jade, and they could attack him in that moment.

Instead, he left no such openings.

"Incredible," Yang Qi said. "You two just swore oaths, then immediately prepared to break them. You encased the jade in energy arts that would have hurt me badly if I'd grabbed it with my hand. You two are clearly insincere at heart. If I were you, I'd watch out; that oath you swore might very well soon come true."

"That was just a test of your strength," Mu Renwang said dismissively. "Obviously you really are strong enough to be the league-lord. You have your jade, now let our daughter go."

"Of course. I'll just pretend I didn't see that little dirty trick of yours just now." Yang Qi pushed Mu Yexi out, and in the blink of an eye, the imperial couple attacked!

The attack hit, and Yang Qi exploded!

But it was just a power double; his true self was nowhere to be seen. Laughter rang out. "I'm out with my purrling now. If you want to kill me, come and get me. But if you want to work together, you'd better consider those oaths of yours. You don't want to end up meeting a grisly end! And when you see how I help you deal with the House of God Bastards and the Genesis Sanctum, you'll realize how truly powerful I am!"

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Chapter 1070: Dealing with the Seeds

"Who would've thought that we would spend all day hunting geese, capture one, and then be blinded by it?"

Both Mu Renwang and Su Xin were absolutely furious, yet they had no way to vent their anger.

SMACK!

Mu Renwang suddenly slapped Mu Yexi on the side of the face.

She looked back at him, stunned, as her face turned red and swelled up. She was the beautiful and famous junior empress, who had never been hit by another person in her life. To be slapped by her father was almost too much for her to take.

"What are you doing, Mu Renwang!?" Su Xin shouted angrily. "You're so useless you couldn't do anything about that brat, so you take it out on your daughter? How could she have seen what he really was? He stole those eighteen godpower seeds right out from under our noses! He fooled us! What could our daughter possibly have done?"

Mu Renwang snorted angrily. "If she hadn't tried to recruit him, he would never have had a chance to do all this. We could've killed him early on, but instead we've been completely screwed over. What are we supposed to do now? It's no loss of face for us to be unable to deal with Bastard Seacliff, who's backed by the vastly powerful House of God Bastards, but this brat Yang Qi is a nobody! If word gets out that he tricked us, how will we maintain our reputation?"

"I'm actually not worried," Su Xin said, reaching out to hug her daughter. "The Genesis Sanctum has been screwed over even more than us. The kid is cunning, strong, and actually has the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart to hide in whenever he wants. He fooled us all. Right now, the most pressing matter at hand is how to destroy the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. I still think the best thing to do is to make sure the Genesis Sanctum and House of God Bastards try to take Yang Qi out."

At this point, Mu Renwang was finally starting to calm down. "For now, we need to let the brat and his sect stick around. He'll definitely end up getting killed when he tries to take on the Genesis Sanctum."

"Mother, Father, it won't be hard to wipe out the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. But first, we have to figure out how to deal with that purrling. As long as they have that thing, we won't be able to touch them. What's worse, Yang Qi has figured out how to replicate some of the beast's abilities. For now, I think we have to put on a false face and use Yang Qi to deal with the Genesis Sanctum, the House of God Bastards, and whatever other powerful enemies are out there.

"Father, you were right to scold me. I didn't take the proper precautions to deal with his treachery. I thought he was little more than a turtle in a jar, and thus let my guard down. How could I have ever guessed that his cultivation base would be so strong? Right now, I need to atone for my crime by carrying out good deeds. I'll do my best to convince Yang Qi of my 'good intentions', and hopefully get him back on our side."

"Excellent," Mu Renwang said. It looked like he wasn't angry at all anymore. "Considering what you're capable of, I'm sure you'll be able to pull it off handsomely. Lure the kid to our side again, then get him into a life-or-death conflict with the Genesis Sanctum. Then, when he's finally the league-lord, he'll absolutely have to rely on our support."

"You should also spend some time with the people from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect, Daughter," Su Xin said. "See if you can find out what exactly that purrling is, and where it's from."

Nodding, Mu Yexi left.

After she was gone, Su Xin snorted coldly. "If you ever lay a hand on our daughter again, Mu Renwang, I'm going to make you very sorry."

"I know," Mu Renwang said. "I was just angry in the heat of the moment. Just think of all the work and effort it took to kill those eighteen Inheritors. Then we worked so hard to cleanse the misfortune from the godpower seeds, returning them to their original state. We did all the work, but he gained all the benefits; how could we possibly just accept such humiliation?"

"You're right. Dammit!" Su Xin was just as angry, so much so that she felt like rushing out and killing Yang Qi right then and there.

"Well, it won't be easy for him to assimilate all of those seeds. I refuse to believe that he's that strong. There's no way he could handle all of them without exploding!" Unfortunately, no matter how much the two of them cursed, they didn't have any other options at hand. They knew that only gods could forcibly break into the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, so with that chart, Yang Qi could never really be hurt.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi appeared within the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. Stone clouds hovered above his head, and his pores emitted what seemed like the quintessence of stone itself. The forces being unleashed were so immense that it seemed like it would be impossible for him to avoid being petrified. Even some of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart around him was being turned to stone.

The immortal-slaying clone opened his eyes from where he sat cross-legged, and quickly called on the godhood stars above. With that godpower, he managed to heal Yang Qi and repair the chart.

'So he did it,' he thought, smiling wryly. 'That was a pretty dangerous situation, and he almost got killed. Two mid Terrifying opponents? Not even I could handle opponents like that. I hope he benefited a lot. I wonder how far his enlightenment went. Eighteen godpower seeds is an immense amount of power, definitely enough to petrify even a mid Terrifying expert. In fact, that's why Mu Renwang and Su Xin didn't dare to use them. Yang Qi will either succeed, or die. I can only have faith that he'll pull it off.'

He didn't offer any help. In this situation, Yang Qi had to seize victory on his own.

Power continued erupting out of Yang Qi, causing the entire area around him to turn into a kingdom of stone. The Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart was able to halt the spread, but it was obvious now that if the Great Necropolis unleashed all of its power, it would definitely be able to damage the chart. After all, if a few little seeds could do this much harm, how much could the entire necropolis do?

However, the chart was powerful enough to keep this kingdom of stone at bay.

RUMBLE!

Yang Qi sat in the middle of it, looking very much like a stone statue. However, he could still move, and he even reached up to part the clouds of stone overhead, which went to show the immense willpower and perseverance he was maintaining.

Then he began opening channels in the kingdom of stone around him, devastating the will of the Great Necropolis and making himself as free as a dragon in the sea or a phoenix flying in the sky.

He threw his head back and howled, shaking the three realms and the six daos. Countless streams of energy erupted from him, along with three massive beams of godlight.

A huge boulder was shaken loose and flew toward the immortal-slaying clone, who immediately unleashed a palm strike to stop it.

However, when his palm hit the stone, nothing happened except for a few cracks snaking out on its surface. Furthermore, energy flowed from the rock to surround the clone, who immediately began petrifying.

The clone quickly fell back with an astonished expression. His palm had been unable to break a mere rock? How strong was that rock? How could it possibly be strong enough to threaten to petrify him? Quickly drawing on the imperial-heaven pre-beginning systems of the Engine of the One God, he used them to attack the rock, which began to evaporate.

RUMBLE!

Yang Qi looked like the King of Godmammoths as he sent chunks of stone flying in every direction as the kingdom around him was devastated. At this point, the immortal-slaying clone checked Yang Qi's psychic scale.

As expected, it was rising with explosive speed.

From thirty-five, it went to forty, then fifty. Sixty. Seventy. Eighty. Ninety. Only then did it begin to slow. Of course, that represented a heaven-shaking, earth-toppling transformation for Yang Qi.

All of a sudden, a Terrifying expression of will that not even the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart could stop shot out from the god world, heading straight toward Yang Qi's nascent divinity. In the blink of an eye, it was in the middle of the kingdom of stone, where countless tribulations began descending like a rain of lava, quickly melting the surrounding rock.

"This is… god tribulation from beyond the heavens?!" The clone suddenly started laughing. "So, Yang Qi is really stepping into the Terrifying level! I wonder what he's going to be like. I doubt anyone will be able to get in his way. Not even mid Terrifying experts will be able to stop him! Even Bastard Seacliff will be chopped to pieces!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Qi had provoked tribulation by reaching the Terrifying level. And it was no ordinary tribulation at that, but rather god tribulation.

Yang Qi burst out laughing as powerful fluctuations rolled out from him. He waved his arms, and all of the remnants of the kingdom of stone were wiped out of existence.

A storm of power now raged around Yang Qi that could rip any Terrifying expert to shreds. The immortal-slaying clone could sense the entire Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart trembling from the psychic tempest, and could sense that Yang Qi was already strong enough to walk the Ancient Road to the Gods and step into the god world without fear of dying.

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Chapter 1071: The Terrifying Level

At long last, Yang Qi had reached the Terrifying level.

It was considered a major breakthrough, and while most people who reached that level would have a psychic scale of one, Yang Qi had immediately burst through to ninety. That just went to show how much he had prepared for this moment. In fact, he had prepared so well that nothing could stand in his way in the moment of breakthrough. He was even able to assimilate eighteen godpower seeds, pushing all of the martial disciplines of the Great Necropolis to the highest level possible in the process.

Whether it was the God Tombstone Palms, the Stone Necropolis Energy, the God-Ordaining Incantation, or any of the other abilities, he now understood them like the back of his own hand. And none of them were tainted with any sort of misfortune.

Nobody actually knew how many gods had been laid to rest in the Great Necropolis, but there was an astronomical amount of godhood available there. And the vengefulness of the dead gods had been left behind, tainting the godpower.

As the Inheritors cultivated their powers, that misfortune and anger would wear away at them, making them highly likely to experience cultivation deviation. It was actually a major negative side-effect of having Inheritor powers. Now that Yang Qi was in the Terrifying level, though, he didn't have to worry about that.

As his divine will converged, psychic lightning appeared within the psychic tempest that swirled around him. This wasn't ordinary magical lightning, but the most supreme type that could exist, god lightning formed by the mutual interaction of yin and yang, or of the spiritual and physical souls. Supposedly, this was something that only people in the mid Terrifying level could provoke, yet here Yang Qi was, provoking it right after breaking through. Obviously, he had pushed his imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers and the Civilization Founding Grand Magic to their ultimate extent.

At the same time, his Unspoiled Body reached the level of three hundred tribulations and his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth reached a higher level, causing the energy of the King of Godmammoths to surge within him. With no effort at all, he could cause a bubble to appear around him that represented the Great Necropolis itself, profound, powerful, and impossible to break into.

Right now, it was highly likely that Yang Qi could vanquish someone like the Shepherd in a fight.

Having a Terrifying will convergence really was profoundly terrifying.

"You finally reached the Terrifying level, Yang Qi," said the immortal-slaying clone. "You're far, far stronger than I was when I first achieved my breakthrough. Very well done. As your psychic scale continues to grow, and you cut down more Inheritors and take their godpower seeds, you'll eventually become the final Inheritor. And then you can take the Great Necropolis for your own. At that point, I don't think we'll need to worry about any ill side-effects from King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions. After all, the necropolis is clearly strong enough to crush the will of King Immortal-Slayer. The necropolis surpasses all ages and times. It doesn't exist in the three realms, five phases, or six daos. It's outside of the river of history, very similar to you as a Fateless One. In fact, I suspect that the Great Necropolis came from a very strange part of the god world, which is why it's so unique."

"The truth about the Great Necropolis is definitely one of the big mysteries of the god world," Yang Qi said. "And it clearly surpasses the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. That said, I don't think it's related to the Sovereign Lord. Probably the only way to find out the details will be to join the legion of gods. Not even assimilating those eighteen godpower seeds has given me sufficient enlightenment to gain any understanding."

He extended his hand and revealed another godpower seed, which he crushed, cleansed with brilliant light, and then, when it was as clear as crystal, popped into his mouth. That seed had belonged to Shi Yuan, and now that Yang Qi had consumed it, it meant that he had devoured nineteen of them. Yet again, his psychic scale rose, this time to the level of ninety-one.

Right now, the psychic lightning he could produce would easily destroy an immortal world with a rank of a thousand. As of this moment, there was no way that Bastard Seacliff could vie for the position of league-lord.

"Bastard Seacliff, you and your House of God Bastards are the children of gods, banished to the world of us mortals. However, rumor has it that you people have boundless godliness within you. Refining that godliness back into its original state would be like creating a medicinal pill containing the quintessence of the legion of gods. That's why, when the Executors of the Ancient Road capture you god bastards, they always turn you into pills. And that's exactly what I'm going to do to you, Bastard Seacliff. Let's see if that'll be enough to get my immortal-slaying clone higher into the Terrifying level." Yang Qi had hated Bastard Seacliff ever since their initial clash at Mu Yexi's banquet, but now he had no reason to fear him.

He was a hundred times stronger than before, or even more. Of course, his overall cultivation level had not changed; he was still on the fourth stair of the Deathless Heavenly Stairway. No longer would he be forced to suppress his advancement. Becoming an Inheritor had come with some major benefits, which meant that when he finally achieved his next breakthrough, he could very possibly reach the mid Terrifying level at the same time.

Truth be told, he was now qualified to go to the god world.

Unfortunately, the Great Necropolis was blocking the way.

'Soon, I'm going to fight it out with Proud Heaven, plus whomever from the Primeval Age has the God Legion Seal. The two of you are still reveling in the fact that you have the God Legion Seal, but I've already broken free from such shackles. I'm now starting to gain enlightenment of that which belongs solely to me. I'll definitely surpass both of you, and eventually establish a new heaven and earth of my own.' Yang Qi was feeling more confident than ever about his path forward.

"And now, clone, I'm going to help you to get even stronger. Prepare to cultivate the Purrfect God Art!" Reaching out, he placed his palm onto his clone's back.

The clone immediately floated up into the air, the psychic power around him creating a tempest like that from a doomsday. Yang Qi was pouring energy arts into him, including the enlightenment of the Purrfect God Art, Unspoiled Body, and the divine abilities of the Great Necropolis.

Slowly but surely, ten thousand years passed. Of course, the flow of time was different in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

When the process ended, the clone dropped back down to the ground; his psychic scale was at fifty, and he had gained significant enlightenment of new matters. Over the millennia that had passed, hundreds of godhood stars had fallen down from the sky. That said, the sea of stars above was still glittering just as gloriously as before. As for the godpower held within those fallen stars, Yang Qi used it to improve his own psychic systems, such as the imperial-heaven pre-beginning systems.

When it was all over, Yang Qi and his clone threw their heads back and laughed heartily. Both of them were convinced that there was nothing under heaven that could stand in their path. Together, they could crush any obstacle. Yang Qi found it quite marvelous that the clone had started out as an exact copy of himself, but was now a completely independent entity. And they still both helped each other. If it weren't for the clone, he would likely have become a puppet to the imperial couple.

"It's time to go back out," Yang Qi said coolly. "During this ten thousand years of cultivation, I fully assimilated the nineteen godpower seeds. I have no impurities within me, and my Purrfect God Art has reached an impeccable state. Now, the time has come to see what crouching tigers and hidden dragons will come out of the woodwork during the sect assembly and the competition for the spot of league-lord. All the superpower sects from the Ancient Road to the Gods will be there. The Royal Palace of Assassins have already made a scene, and Proud Heaven has no reason to stay in hiding."

His hatred of Proud Heaven hadn't diminished over time. Nor had he given up thoughts of capturing the bearer of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age. Although he had freed himself from the seal, he knew that restoring it to its complete state would give him access to the full Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. In turn, that would allow him to unlock the potential of the Unspoiled Body, and the combination of god and devil would be unparalleled under heaven.

Swoosh...

He left the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart and returned to the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect's warded area. The situation was just as he had left it, and there were still two days left before the assembly was to start.

Upon seeing Yang Qi, the sectlord rose to his feet with a smile and said, "Yang Qi, you're back. What happened? Did the Woodfern Couple Palace cause problems for you? Some things happened while you were gone. For instance, the Royal Palace of—"

Yang Qi waved his hand to cut him off. "I'm aware of everything that's happened. I achieved a major breakthrough, the details of which I'll explain to you shortly. The fortunes of the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect are about to dramatically change."

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Chapter 1072: The Assembly Begins

Yang Qi waved his hand, strengthening the warding spells around them. As a result, anyone who tried to look at them would see nothing more than roiling fog. Considering his advancements, Yang Qi's Life-Death Void-Destruction Lightning was now stronger than ever, to the point where no one could possibly pierce through it.

Now that they were in private, Yang Qi explained everything that had happened with the imperial couple. Even the sectlord was sweating with anxiety when he heard about how dangerous things had turned out.

However, when he heard that Yang Qi had taken so many godpower seeds, then used them to break through to the Terrifying level and achieve a psychic scale of ninety-one, his eyes brimmed with tears of excitement. "The Will Manifestation Heaven Sect really is going to achieve great glory and will be able to act with complete freedom. Perhaps we'll even be able to walk the Ancient Road to the Gods and become deathless in the god world!"

The truth was that although the old-timers in the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect were powerful, they still couldn't live forever.

Most of them were already billions of years old, and would eventually run out of longevity, then ultimately die. Their only hope of escaping death was to improve their cultivation bases and enter the god world. Unfortunately, breakthroughs were difficult. Generally speaking, the only way to succeed would be to enter the god world and make use of the magical laws there. Once they were members of the legion of gods, they would generally keep on living forever unless some disastrous tribulation hit.

To powerful cultivators, billions of years could pass by very quickly, especially if that time was spent in secluded meditation with the magical laws of time accelerated. In other words, it was possible for one day to pass on the outside for them, while simultaneously losing ten thousand years of longevity or more. Do that a few hundred times, and one could end up dying much sooner.

Nowadays, the old-timers of the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect wouldn't dare to use such time acceleration magic, otherwise they would lose their life force and perish.

"Yang Qi, can you really devastate an opponent in the mid Terrifying level?" Peaklord Memory asked.

"You'll find out when the assembly starts," he replied with a smile. "Don't worry, you won't be disappointed. Thanks to the purrling, I managed to turn ill fortune into good luck. I only wish I knew what kind of food it likes to eat so I could find something to reward it with."

Yang Qi reached out and scratched the purrling behind the ears. It didn't spit out a bubble, but it did purr a bit, apparently in pleasure.

The truth was that the purrling didn't eat; it even looked at godhood with disdain.

Even the godlings described in the most ancient daoist texts were always said to enjoy consuming godhood. For example, King Heaven-Devourer consumed godhood and converted it into Heaven-Devouring śarīras to improve his cultivation base. Unfortunately, the purrling didn't eat godhood. Perhaps it was like a peerless beauty from the nobility, or an imperial prince who, after sampling the most wonderful delicacies, would look at ordinary food as fare for dogs and pigs.

Yang Qi really was curious to find what it would eat.

Thankfully, it didn't ever seem to get hungry.

Purr. Purr...

The purrling stretched and wriggled, looking so charming that anyone who looked at it for the first time would have no idea how terrifying it was. After all, if it weren't for the purrling, the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect would likely have been destroyed by now. Instead, no one dared to trifle with them.

"More and more people are showing up," Yang Qi said. "I should take advantage of the moment to make all of you a bit stronger. In the future, you'll be on your own sometimes, and should be able to take care of yourselves."

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, several true energy arms sprouted from his back, all of which thrummed with the empyrean energy of great daos and were surrounded by countless magical symbols.

The hands locked on to the heads of everyone present, and Yang Qi sent true energy flowing into them.

Peaklords Celestial and Memory, and the sectlord, had pushed their cultivation to the limit, gaining profound enlightenment of their divine abilities and pushing their energy arts to the peak. They were strong enough to fight virtually any powerful expert, yet with a simple movement of his hand, Yang Qi immobilized them. From that, they could tell that he was strong enough to kill them with a mere snap of his finger. They simply couldn't compare. At the same time, they were yet again struck with the realization that their sect had made the right decision. Without Yang Qi, they would have had to curry favor with some other powerful sect in order to survive, and would likely have ended up as little more than slaves or servants.

As the power coursed through their bodies, they felt themselves being purified.

Yang Qi imparted various energy arts and cultivation knowledge directly into them, extruded impurities, and generally baptized them, helping all of them to increase their psychic scales by a few points. That was especially true of Jadefall, whose psychic scale was now over thirty.

The sectlord felt his longevity increasing by at least a million years, which meant that he now had a chance to live a bit longer. Of course, he was very pleased.

At a certain point, a voice from outside reached their ears. "Is Young Sir Yang Qi present?"

Looking out, they saw that Junior Empress Mu Yexi from the Woodfern Couple Palace had come to pay a formal visit. People from other sects who were in the vicinity were shocked, as it was obviously a huge honor for anyone to have a formal visit paid by the junior empress.

"Come in, Junior Empress," Yang Qi said, keeping a faint smile on his face. Obviously, the imperial couple were acknowledging his strength, and had sent the junior empress to discuss cooperating together, both to win the spot of league-lord and to fight the Genesis Sanctum.

After Mu Yexi entered, the warding spells closed behind her, making it impossible for anyone to determine what they were talking about.

"Have you thought things through, Junior Empress?" Yang Qi said. "Are we finally going to work together to get me the spot of league-lord? It's good to see that Mu Renwang and Su Xin have seen the reality of the situation. They have my admiration for making the right decision."

"You played your cards well, Young Sir Yang Qi," Mu Yexi said with a broad smile. It seemed that she had already put the past behind her. "You managed to escape from a seemingly impossible situation. Presumably, you have more than the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart to rely on."

"You flatter me," Yang Qi said. "Look, whatever you have to say, just say it."

"You've already assimilated those eighteen godpower seeds, haven't you, Young Sir?" she asked, watching carefully to see how he would react to the question. "That's a tremendous accomplishment that not even my father or mother could replicate. It just goes to show how truly invincible you are."

"It wasn't really a big deal. I also assimilated a godpower seed I took from an Inheritor I killed in the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. My psychic scale has risen, and I'm in the Terrifying level. Soon enough I'll find a chance to see how my daoist techniques measure up to your parents'. What do you think?" Yang Qi casually revealed his brash ambitions in a very dignified and imposing manner.

All Mu Yexi could do in response was smile wryly. Obviously, she had already taken note of the fact that Yang Qi's cultivation base had reached a very enigmatic level, and he had even gone so far as to suggest pitting himself against her parents. She hadn't forgotten that he killed the Flower-Seizing Marauder before he had even reached the Terrifying level, which begged the question of how strong he was now.

"If that's what you wish for, Young Sir Yang Qi, then I'm sure it will happen eventually. It seems you're fully confident in being able to kill Bastard Seacliff, but don't forget that a lot of Inheritors are also going to be vying for the position of league-lord. Just make sure not to lower your guard."

"Why would I lower my guard?" Yang Qi replied. "I'm more than happy to have Inheritors offering themselves up to me. I was just recently worrying about how to reach the mid Terrifying level without more godpower seeds. Considering you're throwing your support behind me, is it safe to assume that you have a plan for how to do that?"

"I've been sent here by my parents to offer the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect thirty pieces of godhood, which should help all of you improve your cultivation bases. We just hope that when you become the league-lord, you'll pass the blessings of the sect to me." Even as the words left her mouth, Mu Yexi produced a bag filled with godhood. Although all of the pieces were from Lesser Gods, they would still be very useful.

"I can agree to that," Yang Qi said, nodding. "That power of blessing won't be of any help to me; the last thing I want is a bunch of heterogeneous power. As for the Genesis Sanctum, if they agree to back me, I'll let them off the hook for now. But if they refuse to acknowledge allegiance, they'll end up dead. Their junior pontiff hired the Royal Palace of Assassins to kill me, which means the two of us are now archenemies whose feud will only end in death."

"Your heroic spirit knows no bounds, Young Sir, and you have my utmost admiration. Now that matters are settled, I'll make a formal announcement that the Woodfern Couple Palace is backing your bid for the spot of league-lord. That will definitely boost the reputation of your Will Manifestation Heaven Sect." Stepping back out into the open, she raised her voice and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the assembly will begin soon, and I'm sure it will be an occasion of much rejoicing. That said, I would like to take this opportunity to mention that Junior Sectlord Yang Qi of the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect has a very profound and enigmatic cultivation base. As such, the Woodfern Couple Palace backs his bid to be the new league-lord. Of course, if any other young heroes can defeat him, then that person will be the league-lord. It will all come down to who's strongest!"

Instantly, the crowd was thrown into an uproar.

Many of the sects were aware that the Woodfern Couple Palace had originally intended to support Yang Qi, and as a result, had laid to rest their own ambitions and thrown their lot in with the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. After all, even if Yang Qi was a puppet league lord, he would still be powerful enough to offer them protection.

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Chapter 1073: Heroes Contend for Dominance

The announcement caused a major commotion, but Yang Qi didn't care. In his heart, he remained completely calm and collected, despite the fact that he could sense numerous cold gazes locking on to his general location.

Some of them were experts who had come to attend the assembly, but there were also gazes from outsiders, such as fiend-devils and the Executors of the Ancient Road.

It was no exaggeration to say that he now had enemies everywhere.

In fact, he was inclined to go out, track down such enemies, and kill them. After all, in the jianghu, killing is the foundation of everything. Only by means of slaughter could one cow their adversaries and strive forward. Yang Qi was really looking forward to the sect assembly now, and when the heroes contended for dominance, he would definitely rise to the top and earn plenty of benefits. He couldn't wait to lay eyes on the various magical treasures and techniques that he had never seen before.

And he was very much looking forward to fighting Bastard Seacliff.

'Where did Star Swordlife get off to?' he thought. Scanning the area, he couldn't find any traces or clues. It was as if Star Swordlife had completely vanished into thin air. The Woodfern Couple Palace had been hoping to groom him for use against Yang Qi, but after Yang Qi turned the tables on them, they had obviously abandoned such thoughts.

Yang Qi had hoped to use Star Swordlife as his first test of strength. And killing him would provide another godpower seed. Unfortunately, he had apparently fled, and at the moment, Yang Qi wasn't in a position to go hunting him down.

Drawing on his Wheel of Fate, he could see a point sometime in the future where an immense expression of life force was trying to seal him, and apparently that was Star Swordlife.

'He's going to be a big threat to me later on,' Yang Qi thought.

That said, he wasn't particularly worried. Not even Star Swordlife was enough to shake his confidence, and he was sure that he could kill his way out of whatever future predicament he might encounter.

A few hours passed, then the sound of bells could be heard in the depths of Destructionless Castle, after which a new plane of existence appeared in the middle of the castle. It was an enormous taiji sphere, half black, half white. It featured a powerful greyspace, within which was a dimension filled with mountains, rivers, and other terrain features.

"Ladies and gentlemen," a voice spoke, "as of now, virtually all of the major sects from the Ancient Road to the Gods are here. The Genesis Sanctum and the Woodfern Couple Palace have called this general assembly to tighten the bonds between our organizations and form an alliance to fight the Executors of the Ancient Road! As you all know, we're currently as disunited as a dish of loose sand, which means that if open conflict erupts, we'll lose, and be purged by the executors!"

'That's the old bastard from the Genesis Sanctum,' Yang Qi thought. A moment later, an old man appeared, standing so tall and straight that he seemed like a god of creation. Standing alongside him were Mu Renwang and Su Xin.

These three experts could crush anything and everything; they were like a group of dragons and tigers, as invincible as the sun and moon.

No one else dared to utter a single word.

The enormous plane of existence that was the taiji sphere then opened, and everyone realized that the assembly would take place inside.

Yang Qi immediately scanned it to find a suitable location for the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. The place was large, as big as an immortal world with a rank of two thousand. Its magical laws were strong and mysterious, but it only took a moment for him to find a place where the universal natural rules were most suitable.

Settling down, everyone listened to the introductory remarks being made, and the explanation of how the two major sects were not participating in the competition, but rather wanted one of the young elites to become the league-lord. Everyone had already heard these rumors, but it was a different matter to have the news confirmed by these three top experts.

Yang Qi looked around at all of the experts gathered in the taiji sphere, but many of them remained hidden, making it impossible to determine anything about them. Of course, there were going to be plenty of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, as the experts of the Ancient Road to the Gods were very different from the old Dao Defense League.

He was actually certain that there were multiple mid Terrifying experts present.

That said, such entities wouldn't be participating in the competition either. It had already been established that the competitors would be the 'young elites' who were beneath the mid Terrifying level. Of course, truth be told, everyone under the mid Terrifying level was considered a 'young elite' no matter how old they were.

"And now, we shall prepare to begin the assembly!"

An enormous platform rose up in the middle of the plane of existence. Flags flapped on it, and countless magical symbols streamed back and forth. At its edge were numerous thrones, which quickly filled with various chief elders from the two major sects.

"Oh my goodness..."

Numerous murmurs of exclamation could be heard as people noticed that the Genesis Sanctum and Woodfern Couple Palace both had over a hundred chief elders with psychic scales of ninety or higher!

If those chief elders were to combine all of their power, it would be enough to make a new heaven and earth, or completely remold the cosmos. Yang Qi was also shocked, and couldn't help but marvel at seeing the true reserve powers of these major sects. After all, upon reaching a psychic scale of ninety, the next step would be to step into the mid Terrifying level. All of these people were essentially just as impressive as Bastard Seacliff.

Yang Qi quickly counted, and found that the Genesis Sanctum had a hundred and fifty experts with power indexes over ninety, while the Woodfern Couple Palace had a hundred and three. The huge difference in numbers showed how superior the Genesis Sanctum was in that regard. That said, they only had a single mid Terrifying expert, whereas the imperial couple counted as two.

Now Yang Qi could understand why the imperial couple was so dead set on having Mu Yexi benefit from the blessing of the two sects. Just what level of psychic power would she reach then?

"Let the assembly officially begin!" the people of the two sects said, their voices rumbling like thunder. Winds screamed and flows of destiny whipped about. Looking up, Yang Qi saw that the destiny was taking the shape of mountains, enormous wheels, and even thrones.

The destiny on display was remarkable.

And whoever took the position of league-lord would have access to that destiny, which would provide an instant boost to all of their energy arts. In the mortal world, emperors would be imbued with destiny thanks to their position. With a single word, they could end a person's life, which was why such monarch rulers were known as lords of fate.

It made one wonder how powerful the lord of this newly formed league of sects would be.

The flows of destiny were beyond anything Yang Qi had ever seen; even one scrap would be millions upon millions times stronger than the Dao Defense League had provided in the past.

The destiny of the Dao Defense League could be likened to a drop of water, whereas this was an ocean.

This destiny would be of immense help to all his energy arts, to the point where Yang Qi was convinced that it could solve all of his problems. And while most people couldn't safely use destiny like this, with his Wheel of Fate from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, he absolutely could.

Destiny could be used to stimulate fate.

That was one of the mysteries of the Wheel of Fate; whoever controlled it could gather destiny and universal fortune, then use them to become invincible.

As of this moment, Yang Qi was completely dead set on taking the spot of league-lord.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who was thinking that.

Although none of them had the Wheel of Fate, there were plenty of other godly-class energy arts in existence that could be used to deal with destiny. There were even techniques that could use destiny to make medicinal pills, although such heretical techniques weren't even worth Yang Qi's notice.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Huangfu Genesis said, "we will now begin the martial arts competition! Each sect may send forth a young elite to participate! Whichever hero dominates the rest will become the league-lord!"

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Numerous young elites flew forward to stand on the platform, where fighting instantly broke out. In fact, in the blink of an eye, there were people being injured and killed.

Things seemed completely out of control.

However, the people from the two major sects simply looked on coldly and didn't interfere.

Swish!

Suddenly, a stream of powerful saber energy slashed its way onto the platform.

Screams rang out as several of the competitors were hit. However, the saber was being wielded with incredible skill, so instead of killing those it hit, it merely stopped them from fighting.

A moment later, a young man appeared, a glittering, razor-sharp scimitar in his hand. In fact, it was so sharp that looking at it would make one feel like their eyes were about to bleed.

Recognizing him, someone cried, "That's Young Master Ling Tian, the Saber Hegemon!"

"What? Is it really him? Back before the Great Necropolis came, he was on the Imperial List, but isn't he supposed to be dead? He cultivated the dao of sabers to a very profound level, but ended up fighting Prince Saber-Slicer from the Executors of the Ancient Road. They both died in that fight, so how could he be here?"

The Imperial List was an outdated ranking method that had once been used on the ancient road, which described people who were close to reaching the mid Terrifying level.

1. In this context, I think the jianghu mentioned here carries the "wuxia" definition as opposed to the more general, daily-use definition. I talk about the term , which I released only a few days before preparing this chapter for release.

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Chapter 1074: Heroes Contend for Dominance Part 2

'It really is an age of outstanding heroes,' Yang Qi thought, sighing as he looked at this Young Master Ling Tian, the Saber Hegemon. He had originally assumed that everyone else would be too terrified to participate in the competition and it would just be himself and Bastard Seacliff fighting each other. But in the end, there were plenty of hidden dragons and crouching tigers on the Ancient Road to the Gods.

Yang Qi could tell that this Young Master Ling Tian had very powerful energy arts, and that he was at one with his incredibly sharp saber.

Most people assumed that the reason Young Master Ling Tian's saber made one's eyes feel like they were about to bleed was because it was so sharp. But the truth was that it all came down to Young Master Ling Tian's psyche and will. They were what formed the razor-sharp edge of the saber, and that was why it was so painful to look at.

The truth was that this saber wasn't even really a saber. It was a pure expression of psyche and will, which meant that Young Master Ling Tian could slash apart anything in heaven and earth.

"Do you scum really think you deserve to sit in the league-lord's throne?" Young Master Ling Tian said. "Screw off. You don't even deserve to look at that throne!"

"Y-yes, of course..." The elites who had just been hit by Young Master Ling Tian's saber, but whose lives had been spared, crawled to their feet and quickly departed, fully convinced that they weren't qualified to contend with this level of saber technique.

It was a shocking saber that could slash apart civilization, epochs, annals, and history. It could dominate the world, which was why Young Master Ling Tian was called the Saber Hegemon.

Facing the three consummate experts, Young Master Ling Tian said, "Mu Renwang. Empress Su Xin. Pontiff Huangfu Genesis. Now that I'm here, is there anyone else who thinks they're qualified to be the league-lord?"

"I had no idea you were still alive, Young Master Ling Tian," Huangfu Genesis said. "It seems your saber technique has reached an even higher level than before. It's truly worthy of praise. That said, the competition isn't over yet. If you want to be the league-lord, you have to accept any and all challenges. The people you knocked down with your saber just now were small fries, not top figures."

"That's fine. I never thought that a single saber move would be enough to secure the position of league-lord. However, I'm still very curious to see who else out there dares to challenge me and my saber!"

Looking around, he flourished his weapon and shouted, "Well? Does anyone dare?"

"I dare!"

RUMBLE!

A burly fellow who looked very much like an iron tower stepped forward. When he landed on the platform, the entire plane of existence trembled. He had fists like metal, and was covered with rippling muscles that made him seem like a weapon of battle in human form.

"Who are you?" Young Master Ling Tian asked.

Grinning viciously, the man said, "I'm from the two thousandth ranked Nailuo Immortal World. Call me Iron Boxer! How can you people from the Ancient Road to the Gods possibly measure up to the cream of the crop from us locals? We were born here in the Great Necropolis, and our blood is the noblest there could be."

"Iron Boxer?" Young Master Ling Tian gave a faint smile, then he suddenly moved so quickly that, before anyone could react, his saber was right at Iron Boxer's neck.

However, Iron Boxer just reached out and grabbed the saber, causing a chiming sound to ring out, after which the weapon stopped in place, incapable of moving.

"I can't believe a sissy-boy like you calls yourself the Saber Hegemon," Iron Boxer said. "Now get the hell out of my face! Go back and suck your mother's teat!" From the black glow coming from his fingers, it was obvious that he was using some sort of magical power that made him impervious to all sorts of weapons.

"Ice can't flow like water!"

Swish!

Young Master Ling Tian suddenly moved like a ghost, twisting around until he was behind Iron Boxer, where he unleashed another saber strike.

Iron Boxer turned and thrust his fist out again. However, just when it was about to hit the saber, the blade changed directions and slashed toward his thigh. The two of them held nothing back as they fought with deadly force.

As Yang Qi watched, he came to the conclusion that Young Master Ling Tian's saber technique was incredibly refined, but at the same time, Iron Boxer's fist technique had also reached the acme of perfection.

Both of them had psychic scales over ninety and energy arts that made them as strong as people with power indexes over seven thousand. And as they fought, it became obvious that they were evenly matched.

Yang Qi watched them, nodding in admiration.

Their moves were exquisite, and both of them clearly had extensive fighting experience. Obviously, they were both veterans of countless battles.

The two of them clearly had superior understanding regarding the theory of martial arts and the transformations of martial arts moves. Yang Qi had fighting experience, but that experience couldn't compare to experts from the Ancient Road to the Gods who had lived for millions upon millions of years.

All of a sudden, Young Master Ling Tian seemed to come to the conclusion that getting involved in a protracted fight wasn't a good idea and resorted to an incredible set of saber moves.

"Withered Tree Revived in Spring!

"Heavenly River in Dire Straits!

"God Looks Up Hopefully!

"The Stars Glitter Radiantly!"

It was hard to say whether he had invented this saber technique, or if it had been created by a god who had long since been lost in the sands of time. As he unleashed the moves, astrological phenomena sprang up everywhere. Divine trees bloomed and withered, spring came and went, freezing winds blew, heaven and earth mourned, the sun, moon, and highest heavens rotated, and great daos engulfed the world, causing the deaths of ghosts and gods.

In the briefest of moments, numerous streams of saber energy surrounded Iron Boxer.

Iron Boxer bellowed in rage as he unleashed his own set of consummate energy arts, yet none of them enabled him to fully free himself from Young Master Ling Tian's saber.

A saber flashed and a head flew.

Swish!

Blood sprinkled down like rain as the head flew through the air. Shockingly, Young Master Ling Tian had decapitated Iron Boxer!

Everyone could see the look of disbelief on Iron Boxer's face as his head flew through the air. And truth be told, not even the members of the audience were sure of exactly what move Young Master Ling Tian had used.

With the exception of Yang Qi. From what he could tell, Young Master Ling Tian had pierced through space and drawn on an immense source of power that allowed him to cut through Iron Boxer's impervious defenses.

Of course, just because he had been decapitated didn't mean that Iron Boxer was dead. Even without his head, he still unleashed a torrent of fist strikes directed at Young Master Ling Tian, forcing him backward across the platform. Then, Iron Boxer blurred into motion, scooping up his head and shooting off of the platform, whereupon he vanished from sight.

"Little punk! You just wait! I'm not going to forget about this!"

Young Master Ling Ting snorted coldly. "I hit you with my Soul-Severing Saber-Nimbus Art. Even if you don't die, you'll be so seriously injured that you'll never be able to get revenge on me." He chuckled. "I spent billions of years of cultivation mastering that move so that I could use it on the Executors of the Ancient Road. You Great Necropolis savages may have strong bodies, but you don't match up to the executors. And you think you can fight me?"

At this point, a sinister, cackling laughter filled the area, and a figure appeared who looked like a king of some sort, clad in a golden robe. "Actually, I'll be getting revenge on you for cutting down my Brother, Iron Boxer. I'm Iron Falcon, and I'll show you what true skill is really like, you sissy-boy!"

WHOOSH!

The newcomer threw both hands out like iron claws forged in the god world. Then he moved in with an incredible movement technique, using such quickness that it seemed almost like he weighed nothing at all.

It was another Great Necropolis local, apparently an associate of Iron Boxer.

As Yang Qi watched, he saw that Young Master Ling Tian seemed to be moving a bit slower than before. He had obviously wasted a lot of vital energy in his fight with Iron Boxer, and recovering that lost vital energy wasn't anything that could happen quickly.

As for Iron Falcon, his claw attacks seemed like they could rip apart the canopy of heaven. Most of the onlookers were completely shocked, and knew that if they were to fight him, they would definitely be killed.

After some fighting, Young Master Ling Tian suddenly drew on that mysterious power of his, unleashing a host of moves that finally managed to hit Iron Falcon's waist. In fact, he was slashed in half, provoking an agonized shriek. A moment later, he flew away. "You just wait, boy. My big bro is going to come to avenge me!"

Even as he vanished, and before Young Master Ling Tian could possibly catch his breath, another person appeared, a young man with massive arms and a narrow waist.

"I'm Iron Monarch!" he growled. "How dare you treat my two younger brothers like that? If I don't kill you, how could I ever hold my head high?"

Swissshhhhh!

A long sword appeared in his hand, and he unleashed a tempest of attacks on Young Master Ling Tian that caused enormous sparks to fall onto the surface of the platform.

Everyone was shocked that these three could be this strong, except for Yang Qi, who suspected that something fishy was going on.

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Chapter 1075: Heroes Contend for Dominance Part 3

Iron Monarch was taking to the field of battle in very different circumstances than anyone up to this point. Young Master Ling Tian hadn't had any chance to rest. Furthermore, Iron Monarch's power index and psychic scale surpassed those of Iron Boxer and Iron Falcon.

In Yang Qi's estimate, Iron Monarch's psychic scale was at least ninety-five.

And he was attacking with such ferocity that Young Master Ling Tian hardly had any time to react and was instantly sent stumbling backward.

However, a moment later, saber light flared as Young Master Ling Tian shifted from defense to offense. Burning quintessence-blood and longevity, he thrust his saber out, snapping Iron Monarch's sword in two. Then he unleashed another devastating saber slash, causing a shining halo to appear around his head.

'That's the light of a primeval god skill!' Yang Qi thought. 'The Light of the Cutting Edge! I can't believe this Young Master Ling Tian's energy arts are at this level. Very formidable. Although, it can't even come close to my Eternal Heavenly Aria. Can he really turn defeat into victory?'

Gong!

Iron Monarch had clearly not even considered that Young Master Ling Tian would unleash a saber move this exquisite at this point in the fight, so he was too slow to back up. A suit of armor suddenly appeared as the saber closed in, but sadly for him, the armor wasn't strong enough to stop the attack. Saber energy slashed into him, causing him to scream in agony as he was chopped in half. This time, there was no way Young Master Ling Tian was going to let his opponent escape, so he unleashed a stream of shining saber light that filled the area.

In the blink of an eye, Iron Monarch was overwhelmed by the light, and again let loose a horrified scream. Who could ever have guessed that Young Master Ling Tian would be this ferocious?

"I'm very curious to see how many Great Necropolis savages will die by my hand. You can't even win by tag-teaming me!"

"The tag-teaming isn't over! I'm Iron Elite!" Explosive laughter rang out as a burly man stepped forward and prepared to launch an attack on Young Master Ling Tian.

"Hold on!" someone said, stepping forward to get in the way of Iron Elite.

It was none other than Yang Qi.

"What, boy. Don't tell me you're trying to block my path?" Voice thrumming with fiery rage, he said, "Who are you?"

"Just how many of you 'Iron' people are there?" Yang Qi asked. "According to the rules of this assembly, we're supposed to be having one-on-one fights. And each organization has the right to send one young elite into the competition. If you locals from the Great Necropolis want to fight for the position of league-lord, fine. But don't use underhanded methods like tag-teaming. How faceless could you be?"

"What business is it of yours? Not even the hosts of the assembly are bothering to interfere." Letting loose an angry shout, Iron Elite launched three fist attacks in Yang Qi's direction. "Who the hell do you think you are to block my path? Are you suicidal or something?"

Smiling, Yang Qi inhaled, then all of a sudden, Iron Elite's arms were severed and flopped down onto the ground in front of him, where they continued to twitch and writhe.

"Y-you... what... what energy art was that?" Iron Elite said. At the moment, it felt as though a tiny blade of ice were streaming through his innards, causing such immense pain that he wished he could die.

"Many thanks for the assistance, Daoist Brother," said Young Master Ling Tian. A scream rang out as he slashed Iron Monarch's nascent divinity in half, then quickly assimilated his soul, flesh, and blood.

"You're too kind," Yang Qi replied coolly. "I just couldn't bear to see these Great Necropolis savages using contemptible methods like tag-teaming. What would be the point of someone winning the position of league-lord like that? I'm not sure how many of these 'Iron' people there are, but none of them seem to be on the same level as you, Young Master Ling Tian. I suspect that, in order to fight you, they accepted a blessing of power offered by some consummate expert. I wonder who it was."

"You're quite ferocious yourself, Daoist Brother. After all, you defeated Iron Elite with a single blow. But could it be that you stepped in just now because you want to fight me?"

"Of course not. I just wanted to stop the tag-teaming." With that, Yang Qi waved his finger, causing Young Master Ling Tian to shiver as he felt warm energy spreading through him, restoring the vital energy he had lost during the fighting. A look of surprise appeared on his face. "Brother, your energy arts are incredible. You have my sincere admiration. I can't believe you restored me to my peak, just like that."

"It was a simple thing," Yang Qi said. "Go ahead and take your stand here on the platform, Daoist Brother. I'll stand as your dharmic guard. Let's see if any other shameless locals try to do any tag-teaming."

Looking over at Iron Elite, he said, "If you have any other 'Iron' folk out there, have them all come out at the same time. This assembly is intended to be for people from the Ancient Road to the Gods, and I'm here to make sure you locals don't cause any trouble."

Yang Qi had reduced the pontifex of the Sackcloth Cathedral to a streak of gore, which obviously made him a major enemy of the Great Necropolis locals. And seeing that Young Master Ling Tian might be a valuable ally, he had stepped forward to help him.

Not only would that be an opportunity to portray himself as being honorable and righteous, but it would also be a big blow to the locals.

"You people..." Iron Elite said, trembling. "Fine, I concede. Just let me go. But you should know that in our alliance of Great Necropolis locals, there are countless experts. In fact, there are millions of people with the name Iron. We'll never stop coming. If you think this tag-teaming was bad, just wait until we destroy all of your young elites!"

"Millions? I guess you must count pigs among your so-called experts then." Yang Qi laughed. "Well, if that's how many you have, then have them step forward. I want to see how strong they are."

"Hey!" someone shouted from the audience. "Hurry up and fight. Enough with the useless chatter. Junior Sectlord Will Manifestation, why don't you just fight it out with Young Master Ling Tian for the spot of league-lord? It's obvious that the two of you will have to deal with each other eventually. Why pretend to help him? Could it be that you just want to use him as cannon fodder?"

'Who was that?' Yang Qi thought, looking around. Obviously, it was a no-name from one of the other sects who was acting on orders from someone more powerful. Instead of responding to the person, Yang Qi looked over at Huangfu Genesis, Mu Renwang, and Su Xin. "The competition for league-lord will be fierce. Whoever wins will only do so after expending a huge amount of effort, and I really don't think tag-teaming should be the basis for victory."

"It doesn't matter," Huangfu Genesis replied coolly. "And tag-teaming isn't the big deal you're making it out to be. You're just trying to steal the spotlight, aren't you? The truth is as you said just now: whoever becomes the league-lord will have to expend immense effort to come out victorious. If you can't handle a few people ganging up on you, then how could anyone be convinced that you're invincible? No, our league-lord needs to be the kind who has dealt with such situations."

"Oh, I see," Yang Qi replied, nodded. Obviously, Huangfu Genesis wasn't particularly pleased with what he was doing.

"What do you say?" barked one of the chief elders from the Genesis Sanctum. "Are you going to compete, Yang Qi? Or not. If you are, then start fighting with Young Master Ling Tian. Show us who the winner is and who the loser is. If you don't plan to compete, then get off the stage and let Young Master Ling Tian keep fighting. Whoever remains on the fighting platform in the end will be the victor."

"That's right," Mu Renwang said. "Considering that you and Young Master Ling Tian are the only ones on the platform right now, if you don't start fighting, then what kind of an example would it be? Are you really just going to sit there as a dharmic guard to make sure people don't tag-team Young Master Ling Tian? That would basically be the two of you joining forces, which is against the rules."

"Yeah. That's definitely against the rules!"

Quite a few people nodded and expressed similar sentiments.

"There can only be one person left standing on the fighting platform. It's clearly against the rules for two people to work together."

Upon hearing all of the murmuring, Young Master Ling Tian hefted his saber. "Daoist Brother Yang Qi, I'm very thankful for how you helped me. But they're right. Anyone who can't handle some tag-teaming doesn't have the right to be the league-lord. Right now, we're the only ones left standing, so we need to have a fair fight. Regardless of which of us wins, I'll consider you a friend."

"Alright!" Yang Qi said, nodding. "If that's how you feel, then let's fight!"

"Please hold nothing back, Daoist Brother Yang Qi. I'm at my peak right now, all thanks to you. Here I come, watch out!"

In the shortest of moments, a blaze of saber light closed in on Yang Qi's head.

Yang Qi didn't even look at it. He threw a fist out, and the saber light was flung backward, forcing Young Master Ling Tian to retreat several paces, visibly shaken and surprised.

"Your energy arts are incredibly powerful, Daoist Brother. Now let's see how your movement techniques are." With that, he moved forward in a blur, his feet not even touching the ground, then unleashed a saber slash of such exquisite precision that it would surely cut through anything in its path.

Yet Yang Qi didn't do anything other than release another fist strike.

Instantly, the saber light fell apart.

Young Master Ling Tian scampered to the side with shocking speed, trying to flank Yang Qi and hit him with a host of saber moves. As for Yang Qi, he remained in place, using fists, fingers, and palms to block every single attack. There simply wasn't any way for Young Master Ling Tian to land a blow onto his body.

As for the audience, they watched in shock as this incredible display of first-class martial arts played out in front of them.

At a certain point, Young Master Ling Tian let out a shout, yet again reaching out to draw on that mysterious power and using it to let loose a deadly saber slash. Gasps could be heard as everyone realized that this was the moment in which victory and defeat would be determined.

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Chapter 1076: Heroes Converge

Everyone in the audience knew that this particular saber strike from Young Master Ling Tian would determine victory or defeat. And the reason for that was because everyone recognized the move.

It was the very same stance he had used to decapitate Iron Boxer, cut Iron Falcon in half, and cut down Iron Monarch. None of them had been able to survive that particular saber strike, much less block or evade it.

From the look of it, that move was just impossible for anyone to deal with, and could be used to defeat any opponent.

'I wonder who will win and who will lose.'

That was what everyone was wondering. The truth was that few people had a very good impression of Yang Qi. Although they were impressed by the purrling, and the fact that he had the support of the Woodfern Couple Palace, it was common knowledge that he had been defeated by Bastard Seacliff with a single blow. He had even coughed up blood. And considering that Young Master Ling Tian was on the same tier as Bastard Seacliff, how could they believe that Yang Qi would be able to fight him?

Of course, the fighting so far had changed many minds. The fact that Yang Qi had actually gone back and forth with Young Master Ling Tian seemed to indicate that perhaps he was a lot stronger than everyone realized.

It was a saber strike that seemed to both weep and rejoice at the same time. It was like the rebuke of a lover, the chant of a young woman, or the murmur of a dreaming child. It seemed to surpass the limits of all saber techniques, telling such a perfect story that anyone upon whom the saber light shone would be killed, transcending reality and being freed from worldly worries.

It was a saber strike of extirpation.

Buzzzz.

Saber light shone, creating a host of flickering nimbuses. Then the saber rose up into the air again.

Initially, no one could tell what had just occurred. But as they craned their necks to observe the platform, they realized that Yang Qi had simply lifted his arm to stop the movement of the saber. Then he just pushed the saber away from him.

Various expressions flashed across Young Master Ling Tian's face as he dispelled the saber, which was a mere manifestation of magical laws. "Brother Yang Qi, many thanks for holding back just now. I'm not even close to being a match for you. The truth is that you could defeat me with a single blow if you wanted to, but instead, you gave me some face by drawing the fight out. If you become the league-lord, I'll follow you without the slightest hesitation."

Without another word, he walked off of the platform and sat down off to the side.

He could have left, but was instead waiting to see how the rest of the fighting would play out.

Now that Yang Qi had vanquished Young Master Ling Tian, everyone realized how formidable he was. And many an unsightly expression could be seen on the faces of the people from the Genesis Sanctum.

Everyone knew about the tensions between the two major sects, and the fact that Yang Qi had the support of the Woodfern Couple Palace wasn't lost on the crowd. If he became the league-lord, then benefited from the blessing of vital energy, it would be a big blow to the Genesis Sanctum.

Even as Yang Qi stood on the platform and prepared to address the crowd, a beam of black sword light suddenly appeared, flashing out from the depths of the crowd accompanied by sinister laughter.

"You killed a lot of experts from our Royal Palace of Assassins, Yang Qi. Now we're about to see if you can hold your spot on that fighting platform!"

The sword light was as black as the darkest night, and as it reached Yang Qi, it turned into something like a black dragon, pulsing with a noxious aura that seemed filled with poison.

"A hypertoxic god sword!"

"A blade of a poison god!"

"Everyone on the Ancient Road to the Gods would shiver in fear if that sword appears. According to the stories, it's a god item left behind by the king of poison gods. It can turn any area into a hypertoxic kingdom that can kill even gods."

Many expressions of surprise could be seen in the audience.

However, Yang Qi didn't seem the least bit fazed. He curled his fingers into a shape that resembled a lotus, and reached out to meet the toxic sword light. The light slammed into him over and over again, until he was surrounded by a haze of darkness that was a toxic miasma.

However, that was when a boundless energy art took effect.

The toxic energy suddenly burst into flames! How could some god of poisons possibly deal with the True-Devil Unspoiled-by-Myriad-Kalpas-and-Tribulations Body and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth?

Yang Qi wasn't in the mood to show the least bit of mercy. Reaching out with fingers curled into hooks, he latched onto a hidden figure and dragged him out into the open. It was a black-garbed man, who subsequently turned and tried to flee. Before he could, Yang Qi clenched his hand into a fist, and the man's head exploded. Then Yang Qi shoved his hand out, and the man's body was crushed into a smear of gore on the platform.

Unfortunately, it was obvious that the man in black had been a mere puppet under the control of some far more powerful entity, a tool of assassination aimed at Yang Qi.

"The Royal Palace of Assassins is full of nothing but trash!" Yang Qi flicked his finger, sending out a stream of true flame that wiped the smear of gore out of existence. "When I have the time, I'll wipe out every last wretch-devil from the place."

When everyone saw him easily dispatch the hypertoxic sword without even being hurt, they were shocked to realize that his energy arts were even more profound than they had assumed.

"Mother, Father," Mu Yexi said quietly, "how strong is this guy? Was he just running his mouth before, or is he really that powerful?"

"He's powerful," Mu Renwang said. "In fact, I can't believe he's reached this level. I can't even get a read on him. The move he used to beat Young Master Ling Tian was exquisite. And he just used a very vicious daoist technique to cut down the expert from the Royal Palace of Assassins. It looks as though he hasn't even used his Unspoiled Body yet. His cultivation base is definitely at the level of being able to beat mid Terrifying opponents!"

"If that's the case," Su Xin said, "doesn't it mean we won't be able to control him?"

"It doesn't matter. Look at the expression on Huangfu Genesis' face. You can tell how much he hates Yang Qi; he'll obviously do anything in his power to deal with him. So why should we waste any effort on it?"

"True," Mu Yexi said. "Although, I can't help but wonder what the junior pontiff is currently saying to Huangfu Genesis."

The junior pontiff was indeed whispering into his father's ear.

"Father, how could this brat be so strong now? Did the Woodfern Couple Palace really help him that much?"

"There's no way. How could the Woodfern Couple Palace be that incredible? I know exactly how strong that adulterous couple is. If they had the ability to make someone this strong, they would've used it on that daughter of theirs, not a stranger. It seems to me this boy is strong enough to fight a mid Terrifying expert. We can't afford to underestimate him. If he becomes the league-lord, it's going to be an unmitigated disaster for us. I have other people on my payroll who I thought would be useful, but now I think they'll be nothing more than cannon fodder. And where is Bastard Seacliff? Why hasn't he made a move yet? Don't tell me he's gone into hiding."

"He said he needs to fuse with some sort of magical treasure," the junior pontiff said. "But I wouldn't be surprised if he's hiding out and just watching events unfold. He's the kind of person that's impossible to predict or control."

"Let's wait and see what happens. If Bastard Seacliff joins the fight, it'll be a battle between a dragon and a tiger. And if they hurt each other badly enough, we can probably swoop in and turn the situation to our advantage. Son, remember that you can't afford to underestimate all the heroes that exist out there. Don't assume that just because you have me on your side, you can match up to them. You're strong, but you can't be the league-lord. You're simply not on the same level as the true geniuses from the Ancient Road to the Gods. Even if I tried to bless you with power, you wouldn't be able to get strong enough for that."

"I just can't accept it, Father," the junior pontiff said with a scowl. "I know that whoever becomes the league-lord will be a puppet that will be under incredible pressure and will have to defend against attacks from all fronts. But I'm not scared! It's just too bad that there are so many experts out there vying for the spot."

"Later on, I'll help you take control from behind the scenes. The struggles of the Ancient Road to the Gods aren't important in the end. As long as you can reach godly ascension, you'll have true power." Huangfu Genesis' eyes shone with brilliant light as he stared at Yang Qi. "I'll think of a way to deal with this kid. Eventually, I'll take everything that belongs to him and give it to you. Even if he does become the league-lord, well, I've already planned for what to do when the blessing of power occurs..."

"What do you mean, Father? Did you finally gain enlightenment of the final passage of the Book of Genesis?"

"Of course. Just wait and see what I'm capable of now. Maybe this boy is as strong as a mid Terrifying expert, but he isn't actually in that level. His will is deficient, so if he tries to stand up to me, he'll be pulling a myriad of tribulations down onto his head!"

Meanwhile, Yang Qi stood there, having vanquished the expert from the Royal Palace of Assassins. And apparently, no one was willing to step forward and challenge him.

Clasping his hands behind his back, he said, "With all the heroes converged here today, is it really true that no one out there will challenge me? If not, I supposed I'm the league-lord."

"Very bombastic!" someone said.

A middle-aged man suddenly stepped out of nowhere. He had halos surrounding his head which were none other than primeval god skills, and he wore the clothing of a confucian scholar. He looked like a man of learning, yet his eyes were bright green, making him also look like some sort of fiend-devil.

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Chapter 1077: A Mysterious Exper

This newcomer was from the Hell of Books and Civilization, however, he only looked like a fiend-devil. He didn't actually possess fiend-devil blood, just a hint of the air of a wretch-god. Immediately, there were several old-timers present who recognized him.

"It's Wretch Heaven-Gentleman!"

"Wretch Heaven-Gentleman has actually joined the fray. Isn't he the houselord of the House of Wretch-Gentlemen? People are saying that not too long ago, he tried to break through to the mid Terrifying level, but failed, experiencing cultivation deviation and exploding into absolutely nothing. So what's he doing here alive?"

"He obviously didn't break through to the mid Terrifying level, but he did experience an unimaginable boost to his divine abilities. I'd say he's very, very close to being as strong as the mid Terrifying level."

Another extremely famous person had arrived.

"Sire, are you Wretch Heaven-Gentleman?" Yang Qi said.

"Of course I am," the man replied. Instead of lunging forward in attack, he simply smiled and said, "Who could have guessed that a little group like the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect would produce an expert such as yourself? Very unexpected. If you actually become the league-lord, they'll have reason to be very proud."

Crack!

Yang Qi suddenly slapped his hand down on himself, grabbing something that no one could see. Whatever it was, it was twisting and writhing in his hand, and simultaneously emitting piercing screams that were very uncomfortable to anyone who could hear them. In fact, everyone present suddenly felt dizzy and light-headed.

Soon, the object in Yang Qi's hand became visible. It was a blackish-violet scorpion with a vicious stinger that glowed with mutant, wretched godliness.

This was not some ordinary venomous creature like those that existed in the mortal world. This was a pest from the god world, and a very powerful one at that.

It was impossible to say when, but Wretch Heaven-Gentleman had secretly sent the thing onto Yang Qi in the hopes of poisoning him. However, Yang Qi had detected the creature and grabbed it.

Yang Qi exerted about one-third of the force he was capable of, and cracking sounds rang out along with the piercing screams of the scorpion. However, it didn't die. Its carapace was incredibly strong, so much so that one-third of Yang Qi's strength, which would easily kill many top experts in an instant, wasn't enough to deal with the scorpion.

Upon seeing Yang Qi capture his scorpion, an intimidating expression appeared on Wretch Heaven-Gentleman's face. "At what point did you steal my scorpion, Junior Sectlord? When we were talking just now?"

Yang Qi laughed. "You certainly live up to your name, Wretch Heaven-Gentleman. How very sinister of you to plant your scorpion on me like that. In all fairness, this creature would be considered difficult to deal with even in the god world. Sadly for you, it's not enough to cause problems for me. I've come to win the spot of league-lord with real swords and real spears. Do you really think that some silly plots and machinations could be used to defeat me? Did I hear correctly that you tried to reach the mid Terrifying level, but failed? If so, I guess it's true what they say: heaven and earth won't tolerate a malicious heart! What other explanation could there be for your failure?"

Crack!

Yang Qi exerted a bit more effort and the scorpion exploded. Expression turning even more malicious, Wretch Heaven-Gentleman said, "You just killed a venomous beast from the god world. Do you know how grave of a sin that is?"

BZZZZZZZZ!

All of a sudden, a host of insects flew out, creating streaks of light that shot toward Yang Qi and slammed into his defensive empyrean energy, then began gnawing their way through it.

"Those are godcorpse flies!" Sectlord Will Manifestation blurted, rising to his feet with a look of shock on his face. "According to the legends, they grow on the corpses of gods! And as they feed on such corpses, they develop a powerful poison that can eat through any kind of true energy!"

Wretch Heaven-Gentleman burst out into piercing laughter. "My godcorpse flies come from the corpses of gods in the god world. It took a lot of effort to capture them with my God-Entrancing Song, but after a few hundred million years of work, they've become a very powerful tool for me. I hope you enjoy the sensation of being killed by them!"

"Oh really?"

As the flies surrounded him, Yang Qi simply looked on, allowing them to eat through his defensive empyrean energy for a moment. But then, he waved his hand and a pulse rolled out, sending all of the flies tumbling in the opposite direction.

However, they weren't dead. Instead, they clumped together into a large ball that turned and began rolling back toward Yang Qi.

Unfortunately for them, he went on to murmur an enchantment.

Instantly, the ball of godcorpse flies stopped moving, their psychic connection to Wretch Heaven-Gentleman broken. Then, they began loudly buzzing as they aggressively flew back toward their previous master.

"How is that even possible? My cloud of godcorpse flies is an out-of-body incarnation! A second nascent divinity! How could they be turning on me?" Wretch Heaven-Gentleman very nearly screamed as he drew on a host of magics and incantations to defend himself. Sadly, none of them worked, and the godcorpse flies were soon gnawing their way into his defensive empyrean energy.

Walking up to him, Yang Qi said, "Enjoy yourself. This is called reaping what you've sown."

Whoosh!

He stabbed his finger out, hitting Wretch Heaven-Gentleman's defensive energy arts and shattering them. Instantly, the godcorpse flies began burrowing into the man's body and chewing their way toward his sea of consciousness.

Wretch Heaven-Gentleman let loose a bloodcurdling scream as he fell to the ground, where he writhed violently as his body decayed. Not even his nascent divinity was able to escape. Once godcorpse flies entered a body, their poison would immobilize the nascent divinity, making escape completely impossible.

The screams pouring from Wretch Heaven-Gentleman's mouth caused chills to run up the spines of the onlookers. Everyone on the Ancient Road to the Gods knew that once someone fell victim to godcorpse flies, there was no escaping them.

Crunch. Crunch...

Everyone present could hear the sound of the bugs eating away at Wretch Heaven-Gentleman until he was nothing more than a skeleton. However, the skeleton suddenly twitched, and a stream of will shot out that said, "Save me! Save me, Yang Qi! I'll work for you. Just let me live. I've already cultivated to the point of developing a Skeletal Soul! My skeleton is my soul, and my soul is my skeleton! I'm so close to being deathless..."

In response, Yang Qi merely thrust his palm out, causing cracking sounds to ring out as the skeleton crumbled into dust, which the godcorpse flies ravenously devoured.

Wretch Heaven-Gentleman had been devoured by his own godcorpse flies, to the point where not even his bones were left behind.

Next, Yang Qi waved his hand, causing the godcorpse flies to gather into a sphere that floated over to his hand. Looking closely, he saw that they looked like little more than gnats, yet they were obviously incredibly powerful.

Drawing on the Sovereign Lord's Holy and Far-Reaching Consummate Omnicurse, he forced the godcorpse flies to become his.

A droning sound could be heard as the sphere of flies then shot out into the audience. Everyone nearby jumped out of the way as the flies headed to the area where the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect was sitting, where they stopped and hovered next to the sectlord.

"Sectlord," Yang Qi said, "you can use your divine will to command those godcorpse flies. They won't turn on you. With a god item like that, no one will dare cause problems for our sect."

"Excellent. Excellent!" the sectlord said. Not daring to actually touch the flies, he carefully sent some divine will toward them as a test. Sure enough, the flies were completely docile in response to him and instantly accepted his commands. Chuckling, he said, "They really are listening to me!"

The cloud of flies then flew up his sleeve, to the shock of everyone present. Obviously, nobody would be causing problems for the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect any time soon; not with the threat of the flies.

Having taken care of Wretch Heaven-Gentleman, Yang Qi looked around and said, "Anyone else?"

A long moment of silence unfolded, during which not a single person stepped forward. Normally speaking, it would be a big drain to kill a powerful expert the way Yang Qi just had, which would then lead to people taking advantage of the situation by 'tag-teaming'. However, Yang Qi had won his victory as easily as blowing some dust off his shoulder. Even cultivators that had only just stepped into the Terrifying level and had a psychic scale of one or two could tell that he wasn't even close to running low on vital energy. He was still at his peak.

Considering that, nobody was willing to fight him.

"What about Bastard Seacliff? Why isn't he stepping forward?" A lot of people were wondering why Bastard Seacliff hadn't stepped in yet.

As for Yang Qi, he continued to look around vigilantly, convinced that his victory couldn't possibly be won this easily. Winning this smoothly would be unrealistic; there had to be additional powerful experts waiting to make a move. In fact, he was expecting to face people who were actually in the mid Terrifying level, but were pretending to be at a lower level.

And they wouldn't be easy to fight.

Enough time passed for an incense stick to burn, which was when someone suddenly said in a grating voice, "I wouldn't mind asking for some fighting tips from you."

Then, someone shot onto the fighting platform in a blur of motion.

It was a mysterious-looking man wearing a bronze mask, his hands bare of any weapons. "I'd like to test out your most powerful move."

"Who are you?" Yang Qi asked. He didn't recognize the man, and apparently neither did anyone else in the crowd.

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Chapter 1078: A Mysterious Expert Part 2

"You don't need to know who I am," the masked man replied with open disdain. "You just need to know that I'm about to defeat you. After all, the only thing a loser needs to know is that he's lost. Nothing more."

Yang Qi could sense that there was immense power brewing within the man, something that he was obviously prepared to release in a devastating attack. Smiling faintly, Yang Qi said, "You talk big. But the truth is that you're nervous, otherwise you wouldn't be hiding your power like this. Go ahead and attack whenever you're ready. Truth be told, I don't care what your name is, because you're right; the only thing a loser needs to know is that he's been beaten. By me. Nothing more."

WHOOSH!

Unexpectedly, Yang Qi took the initiative, appearing right in front of the man and reaching out to grab his mask.

Many onlookers gasped in amazement at his display of speed. It was actually a consummate palm technique from the Seventy-Two Monarchs Energy Art, the Shadowful God Claw, which was said to be so effective it could even kill a person by grabbing their shadow.

Furthermore, once the claw had latched onto someone, they would be incapable of moving.

Considering the current level of Yang Qi's energy arts and cultivation base, there were very few people in existence who could possibly evade this move. In fact, such people would be as rare as phoenix feathers or qilin horns.

Yet, in shocking fashion, the man in the bronze mask managed to slip to the side and lash out with his arm, which almost resembled a whip as it struck Yang Qi's outstretched hand.

Gong!

A booming sound rang out from Yang Qi's hand like a bell, along with vibrations that caused many people to turn pale in the face. Some even coughed up blood.

The blow which had just been struck was so mighty that even an ancient god mountain would likely have exploded from it.

Yet it didn't seem to have any effect on Yang Qi, causing the masked man's eyes to grow wide with astonishment. Taking advantage of his shock, Yang Qi reached out again, this time reaching toward his opponent's arm.

However, the masked man quickly withdrew his arm, then whipped his other hand out like an axe preparing to cleave a mountain in half. In response, Yang Qi leaped back to avoid the blow. The truth was that although he hadn't shown any visible reaction to the blow from moments ago it had stung quite badly. In fact, the divine ability backing it was so powerful that if he hadn't recently cultivated his Unspoiled Body to the level of three hundred tribulations, he wouldn't have been able to stand up to it.

What was even more shocking was that this man's attacks reminded him of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. It almost felt as if he were being attacked by the whipping trunk of the King of Godmammoths.

'Does this guy also cultivate the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth?' he thought, shocked. As far as he knew, only the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth that could unleash force such as this. Considering the level of his Unspoiled Body, nothing else could cause him such stinging pain.

However, there was something different about this Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, as though the attack didn't contain the pure strength of the technique. It almost seemed like the hard and unyielding aspects of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth had been transformed so that someone without a God Legion Seal could use it.

'Don't tell me... Is this a subordinate of the bearer of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age? Or could he be one of Proud Heaven's men?' As Yang Qi pressed his own attack, he realized that the movement of his opponent's arms resembled two mammoth trunks, but at the same time, two whips. And he moved them with such flowing rapidity that the entire fighting platform was filled with reflections and projections of them.

Intense energy flows filled the platform like wind blades that slashed this way and that.

The experts sitting nearest the platform edged away nervously. Everyone was visibly taken aback.

Suddenly, Huangfu Genesis waved his arm and sent a huge energy field out to cover the fighting platform, preventing the gusts of wind generated by the masked man from reaching the audience. As a result, Huangfu Genesis himself felt as though he were being battered by the attack and could tell how immensely powerful the masked man was.

Yang Qi was also shocked; the masked man's attacks seemed to grow more and more powerful, as though he would never stop.

Having faced a fist technique and an arm technique from this man, he could tell that he had cultivated the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to a very high level, yet didn't have a God Legion Seal.

There were only two possibilities. The first was that someone had transferred the true energy of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth into him to empower him. The second was that someone had actually taught the energy arts of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to him. In that case, he wouldn't need a God Legion Seal. Of course, it would have required making changes to the technique, which would make it less powerful than normal. From what Yang Qi could tell, the second possibility was the more likely of the two.

As they fought back and forth, Yang Qi was coming to realize that he had never seen any energy art like this before. It was powerful and mysterious in a way that was similar to Proud Heaven's techniques, yet it contained profound differences. If he had to guess, he would say that it was actually a combination of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age and Proud Heaven's fighting techniques, mixed together to create a brand new divine ability.

RIP!

Yang Qi's arm was hit by the masked man's strange arm technique.

Yang Qi flew backward, and at the same time, the masked man shot toward him to press the attack. It looked as though the two of them were very evenly matched.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the masked man was actually deeply astonished. Ever since he mastered his Mammoth King's God Whip, he had been completely invincible. Even the most powerful opponents had been forced to either flee or be killed.

Yet here he was fighting someone who wasn't even in the mid Terrifying level. It was force meeting force, and it caused the masked man to be riddled with disbelief.

After all, only he knew how powerful the Mammoth King's God Whip really was.

"Hold it!" Yang Qi asked. "What energy art is that? How come it's so powerful?"

The masked man chuckled coldly. "You should know exactly what energy art it is. What do you think? Having trouble putting your finger on it? I'm going to force you to use your ultimate trump card. If you don't, you're going to end up dead!"

"Which world do you come from?" Yang Qi asked. He knew that the man was talking about the God Legion Seal. However, it was also obvious that the man had no idea how strong Yang Qi really was. After all, he was an Inheritor with the Purrfect God Art, who had long since sloughed off the shackles of the God Legion Seal and begun working on his own school of thought. "Are you from the future world or the past one?"

"Keep on guessing, because I'm from neither, but at the same time, from both. I'm going to collect all of your quintessences and combine them to become the mightiest entity that's ever existed." By this point, the masked man's voice was trembling with a touch of madness. "All other people are mere foils to my glory, and that includes you!"

RUMBLE!

The masked man unleashed an explosive kick that also resembled a whip. "Just now, I was only using the portion of my whip technique designed for hands. Next, you can see what my legs are capable of!"

He flew through the air with hands and legs that thrummed with immense power, as if he were a battle puppet designed by the ancient legion of gods. Now, both his hands and his legs were snapping about like whips, causing raging power to reach every corner of the fighting platform as he closed in on Yang Qi.

"Perfect. You're finally using the full extent of your energy arts. I'm curious to see what you're actually able to do." Yang Qi watched the blows of the whip technique closing in, and could tell that they were capable of detonating anything they touched. He ripped his two hands through the air in front of him, causing halos to bloom behind his head and the godpower of the Great Necropolis to shoot out. Instantly, the area around him transformed into an impenetrable kingdom of stone.

Then he punched out, causing an enormous fist of stone to hurtle forward to meet the masked man's whip attack.

This was a contest of nothing but brute force!

Crack!

Huangfu Genesis' face fell as the energy field he had put up suddenly cracked, and immense energy flows erupted out. Everyone backed away as quickly as possible, with some stragglers moving too slow and being ripped to shreds.

Mu Renwang and Su Xin exchanged a glance, then joined Huangfu Genesis to reseal the fighting platform with another energy shield. None of them could possibly have guessed that the fight between Yang Qi and the masked man would become this terrifying.

Everyone present was bowled over with shock, with the exception of the purrling, who was simply playing in Jadefall's arms as if it wasn't interested at all in what was happening around it. Jadefall scratched it behind the ears.

"I sure hope Yang Qi wins this fight," she murmured.

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Chapter 1079: The Mammoth King's God Whip

This was a battle between a dragon and a tiger, and it was shocking everyone present.

It was a conflict of force versus force, power versus power. Each opponent was obviously intent on annihilating the other, ensuring that the forces on display were destructive to the extreme. If they had been fighting out in the open, the explosive side-effects would have been enough to wipe two thousandth ranked immortal worlds out of existence.

At the moment, three top experts had joined forces to keep the conflict under control; if they weren't there, countless people would already be dead.

Yang Qi was drawing on his most quintessential energy arts, with the exception of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, which he was keeping hidden. Instead, he was using his Unspoiled Body, Seventy-Two Monarchs Energy Art, and the abilities from the Great Necropolis.

None of those three energy arts were in any way inferior to the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, especially the abilities from the Great Necropolis. And the profound combinations of all the moves he was using was enough to seize good fortune from heaven and earth, seize the quintessence of the universe, and snatch the souls of gods.

All of a sudden, Yang Qi thrust his hands out, and an enormous tombstone appeared, accompanied by thunderous rumbling. In the blink of an eye, the tombstone was bearing down on the man in the mask, who slashed at it with a whip-like strike and then fell back.

"Hold it!" the man said. "That's a martial discipline from the Great Necropolis, which only the Inheritors can use. Don't tell me you've become an Inheritor! How is that even possible? I thought you used that thing. Logically speaking, a bearer of that thing shouldn't be able to become an Inheritor."

The 'thing' to which he referred was none other than the God Legion Seal.

Inside, Yang Qi nodded and thought, 'So, I was right. Bearers of the God Legion Seal can't become Inheritors. Nor can people with King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions. When the godpower seeds first emerged, they must have avoided such people at all costs.'

Chuckling, he said, "How could you possibly understand what I am? Hurry up and tell me who you are and where you're from. If you do, I'll spare you. If not, it will only be a moment before I figure out your whip technique and proceed to the part of the fight where I kill you."

"How impudent!" the masked man growled. "Not even Proud Heaven or that other guy could figure out my whip technique, but you think you can? I'm going to capture you and drag out all of your secrets. For example, how you became an Inheritor!"

RUMBLE!

The man attacked again, his arms and legs whipping in a strangely fluid motion that made them look exactly like whips. At the same time, they resembled mammoth trunks.

"Dracomammoth Descends the Mountain!"

Shouting, he attacked with devastating force, causing an image of an ancient god to rise up behind him as he used one of the most profound aspects of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

Instead of evading the blow, Yang Qi took a step forward and threw out two palms, using a move from the Unspoiled Body called Boundless Tribulations and Kalpas. When the two moves hit each other, they unexpectedly caused a black hole to spring up.

The black hole disappeared a moment later, but the short time in which it existed was enough to fill everyone with dread at the power they sensed in it. The black hole was an aspect of Boundless Tribulations and Kalpas that had been specifically designed to deal with the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and could negate many of its profundities. What better move could he use than that, considering he had finally met someone else using the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth?

"Cosmic Protomammoth!"

The masked man used another move, spinning through the air to create a projected image, in the middle of which was a godmammoth, bursting with power, whose trunk could span the heavens.

Then the man threw out his hands to block Yang Qi's every path of escape.

However, Yang Qi didn't even attempt to back up. Instead, he drew deeply on his Unspoiled Body.

"Damned by Myriad Tribulations!" He threw out his hands, causing a spiraling field of energy to appear that negated the incoming attack.

RUMBLE!

After clashing, the two opponents flew in opposite directions, before landing several dozen meters apart. The masked man didn't seem like he was even close to running out of energy. Surging with power, he said, "Get ready for my next move. God Above Gods!"

Boundless godpower erupted, sending his aura out like wave after wave to overwhelm everything in its path. It really was as if a god above all other gods was closing in with deadly force.

"Tribulation Sea Without Limit!"

Yang Qi flew forward and exchanged a full thirty palm strikes with the masked man. Finally, two bangs rang out as the masked man hit Yang Qi in the shoulder with a whip, but was struck by Yang Qi's fist in the process. The two of them flew apart, the masked man coughing up blood and Yang Qi's face draining of blood.

"They're both hurt!" Quite a few people in the audience rose to their feet; for both competitors to be badly hurt could be a good thing for people who wanted to take advantage of the situation for their own betterment.

"What do you think?" Yang Qi quickly circulated his energy to heal the injuries he had just sustained. Moments ago, it had felt like an ancient godmammoth had been rampaging inside of him.

Thankfully, the True-Devil Unspoiled-by-Myriad-Kalpas-and-Tribulations Body had been specifically created to deal with the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Furthermore, he had his own godmammoth true energy. Acting quickly, he used the Purrfect God Art to capture the intruding godmammoth true energy and send it into his dantian region, where he added it to his own, giving him new insight into the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

Not only had he already recovered from his injuries, he had gained further benefits. However, he continued pretending he was hurt, hoping to see who might try to take advantage of him in a moment of weakness.

"You got me, boy," the masked man said. Spitting out some more blood, he rose to his feet. Then he shot off the fighting platform, using a profound movement technique to vanish before anyone could see where he was heading.

He left behind only a few words. "You were just hit with my Mammoth King's God Whip, boy. It will stay inside you and eventually destroy your energy arts. There's no way you can get rid of it. It wasn't long ago that the Shepherd was hit with a similar art, and it took him a hundred million years to recover. The only thing that awaits you is death; I'll just wait until it happens."

As his voice faded away, everyone stood there looking down at Yang Qi. Although none of them went so far as to try to take advantage of him in the moment, the words spoken by the masked man were ringing in their ears.

"Mother, do you know who that masked man was?" Mu Yexi asked. "I can't believe all of this is happening. Should we continue throwing our support behind Yang Qi? And what happens if Bastard Seacliff shows up right now? This might be just the moment he was waiting for."

"It seems to me that Yang Qi has been seriously hurt," Su Xin said. "However, he still seems like he's hanging in there. Let's just wait and see what happens next. If he dies, at least he'll take some more people with him. And if he gets killed, we'll act quickly, take his body, and extract the power of his godpower seeds. With it, we'll be unstoppable! And that damned Huangfu Genesis will be the first to die!"

"You're right, this is going to be a good opportunity for us!" Mu Renwang said.

Meanwhile, laughter rang out as several dozen experts flew down to the fighting platform. As it turned out, they were going to take advantage of the situation and try to take Yang Qi out.

The group all exchanged glances, then one of them stepped out in front of the others. "Which of us should go first, friends? Who will challenge the junior sectlord of the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect to a fight?"

"How about you go first, Zhang Deming!" another of the experts said. "You were the first to land on the platform. According to heaven's laws and earth's principles, you should have the first shot. The rest of us will wait here. If you lose, we'll take turns. Agreed?"

"Hmph. Hu Di? I see you Dog Barbarians are as treacherous as ever. You want me to go first? Sounds more like you want me to waste my energy, then jump in to take advantage of the situation. You think I'm going to let that happen? How about you go first instead?"

At this point, a rather skinny fellow stepped forward. "Look, this guy is injured, but as we all know, a centipede does not stop wriggling even after being stomped on. It'll definitely be a big drain on true energy for whoever fights him. I have a suggestion. If we wait until he builds his energy back up, then we'll all lose. So instead, how about we up the ante. Let's agree that, regardless of who goes in what order, whoever beats him can assimilate his cultivation base. And during that moment, no one can interfere."

"A wonderful suggestion from the House of God Thieves!" Hu Di from the Dog Barbarians said sarcastically. "Who in their right might would trust you people from the House of God Thieves? You're duplicitous backstabbers, every last one of you."

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Chapter 1080: Bastard Seacliff Shows Up

"If you pieces of trash are too scared, the House of God Thieves will step in."

Chuckling, the man from the House of God Thieves strode toward Yang Qi, who was currently sitting cross-legged in the middle of the fighting platform. It seemed a given that Yang Qi would have a lot of treasures on him, and the House of God Thieves was all about stealing treasure. They also stole true energy, power, cultivation bases, and just about everything else.

In fact, there was nothing they wouldn't steal.

That was how the House of God Thieves worked.

They were a very powerful group, and when they faced an enemy, would use their Heaven-Stealing Profound Art to rob them of their life force quintessence and essence. That made them virtually impossible to beat. Even worse, they had the ability to steal whatever magical treasures their enemies used against them in battle.

It was said that the founding patriarch of the House of God Thieves was the Thief God from the god world, who was even known to have stolen godhood from his enemies.

According to the rumors, the Thief God could steal hearts, men, emotions, and plenty of other things that weren't even corporeal items. He was notorious in the god world, but no one had ever been able to stop him. At least until he stole a magical treasure from the Sovereign Lord himself. The Sovereign Lord then used one of his consummate divine abilities to eventually capture the Thief God and send him to the Abyss, where he became a wretch-god and was ultimately refined in the Heaven and Earth Furnace by the King of Godmammoths.

Because of these stories, everyone feared the House of God Thieves.

The current houselord of the House of God Thieves was supposedly in seclusion, attempting to reach the mid Terrifying level. However, the man currently standing on the fighting platform wasn't the houselord, but rather one of the top geniuses in the sect, the junior houselord. He had one of the three thousand special constitutions, making him a Thieving One, and although no one was exactly sure of the level of his cultivation base, he was clearly confident in his ability to deal with Yang Qi.

Most of the other organizations on the Ancient Road to the Gods viewed the House of God Thieves as very troublesome, and tried to avoid attracting their attention. Whoever the House of God Thieves took an interest in would be forced to constantly be on guard lest they be robbed blind, even of their wives.

It was as if the House of God Thieves had a devilish power that allowed them to successfully steal anything. The fact that their junior houselord was here taking an active role in the competition caused everyone else to back away nervously.

He stopped about nine meters in front of Yang Qi, then reached out and made a grasping gesture. Then he looked in surprise at his hand, as if he had expected something to appear there.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi remained seated with his eyes closed, apparently ignoring everything that was happening.

The junior houselord snorted. "Let's see what you're capable of." Even as the words left his mouth, he drew on all of the power he could muster to launch an attack.

However, before he could make his move, a white blur appeared, landing right next to him on the fighting platform, pulsing with killing intent. The junior houselord tried to retreat, but before he could, a palm technique was unleashed, creating an energy field that completely surrounded him and made it impossible to flee.

POP!

A palm struck the junior houselord and his head exploded. At the same time, his nascent divinity flew out, only to be grabbed and crushed out of existence. His true energy didn't even have a chance to escape.

Then, a cynical, arrogant voice rang out. "Wonderful. Heh heh. So this is the Heaven-Stealing True Energy of the House of God Thieves. I'm glad I got my hands on some. Now, be assimilated!"

Flames erupted from his palm, and within moments, the junior houselord's corpse was eaten up and his vital energy was completely absorbed.

If this person wasn't Bastard Seacliff from the House of God Bastards, then who could he possibly be? His cynically arrogant voice was so distinctive that anyone who heard him speaking would be able to instantly identify him.

And his appearance on the scene caused quite a few experts standing on the fighting platform to suddenly feel like they were suffocating.

One of them looked over and said, "We got here first, Bastard Seacliff. If you want to join in, you'll have to wait your turn. Don't tell me you're just going to ignore the rules."

"What rules?" Bastard Seacliff said. Looking down at the seemingly meditating Yang Qi, he chuckled coldly and said, "I never would've predicted that this brat would get so strong. Very impressive. Unfortunately, it's time for him to call it a day."

"Are you really going to try to take advantage of us, Bastard Seacliff?" another expert said. "You might be superior to us individually, but considering how many of us there are, you'll end up dead if you try to stand in our way."

"Is that so. Well, let's see what happens."

Without even seeming to move, Bastard Seacliff was suddenly in front of the expert who had just spoken. The man shouted and threw out a palm, yet it hit nothing. In the same moment, a black hole popped into being right above his head, sucking away his blood, quintessence energy, psyche, and everything else that made him up. A moment later, he was a desiccated corpse floating there for everyone to see.

He had been killed with one simple move.

The other experts all reacted with open shock. "How vicious of you, Bastard Seacliff! We never said we wanted to fight you, did we? You should have waited to deal with Yang Qi first before exchanging fighting tips with anyone else."

"Come on, let's get out of here..."

The dozens of experts had been so thoroughly frightened by Bastard Seacliff that they had lost all will to fight.

"You think you can just walk away?" Bastard Seacliff said. "To where, exactly? Once you step onto this fighting platform, stepping off it is no easy task. Besides, I cultivate a certain energy art that requires souls, and I happen to be running very low on them at the moment."

Swish. Rustle.

Moving with enigmatic quickness, he waved his hand, causing a second expert on the fighting platform to violently explode.

The other experts were already fleeing helter-skelter, but sadly for them, he had already thrown up a field of empyrean energy to block their paths.

One miserable scream after another rang out as a profoundly horrifying scene played out. Some of the audience members, top experts and leaders of powerful sects, couldn't hold back and rushed forward, trying to prevent their sons and apprentices from being killed.

"Bastard Seacliff, you god bastard, how dare you harm my son!"

The houselord of the House of the Ancient Cistern leaped onto the platform to protect his son.

However, as soon as he landed, Bastard Seacliff reached out with both hands, grabbed him, and ripped him into pieces!

Blood and gore sprayed everywhere!

"Whoever dares to step onto this platform will suffer the same fate," Bastard Seacliff announced, "and will also have their entire sect wiped out!" Suddenly, his eyes blazed, sending two streams of fire toward the other elders of the House of the Ancient Cistern.

They scrambled to flee, but sadly for them, they were too slow. More screams rang out as they were hit with the fire and burned away into nothing. They had been slaughtered by Bastard Seacliff.

Flop. Plop...

The more than a dozen experts on the fighting platform all realized that the situation was hopeless. Instead of joining hands to fight, they dropped to their knees. "Spare us, Bastard Seacliff! We don't want to fight you. In fact, we can't fight you. We... we acknowledge allegiance!"

The fact that he had just wiped out every member of a sect with only his gaze was enough to strike fear into the hearts of everyone present. Many experts present had hoped that someone would interfere, but Huangfu Genesis, Mu Renwang, and Su Xin were simply looking on coldly. Obviously, they tacitly approved of what was happening.

That tacit approval caused everyone to grow cold at heart.

But at the same time, many of them inwardly nodded, fully aware that the league-lord needed to be capable of such ruthless tactics. Only someone who could shock and awe his opponents, and use brutal bloodshed to crush his opposition, would be able to convince the masses that he was qualified. And right now, that was exactly what Bastard Seacliff was doing.

"Do you really think that kowtowing can absolve you of your crimes? Unfortunately, you don't truly respect me in your hearts. Thus, you shall be executed as a warning to others." Bastard Seacliff leaped into motion, becoming a streak of white. At the same time, screams rose up from the kneeling experts.

Bastard Seacliff harvested lives with brutal efficiency, either decapitating people or cutting them fully in half. Not a single one had any chance to fight back.

"We have to go all out!" one of the experts shouted. However, before he could do anything, he was crushed into a bloody pulp.

Within a few breaths of time, all of the experts on the fighting platform had been transformed into lifeless corpses.

Bastard Seacliff's tactics were rapidly winning him the approval of the audience. After all, on the Ancient Road to the Gods, compassion, duty, propriety, and integrity would never win admiration. Those were qualities shown only by the weak! When facing a brutal, violent person, the first reaction would usually be to avoid provoking them. That was the best way to stay alive and keep one's sect intact.

In fact, it was already possible to see the flow of destiny shifting toward Bastard Seacliff, as more and more people became convinced that he had the decisive brutality necessary to be the league-lord.

Meanwhile, Bastard Seacliff was acting like he had just accomplished something trivial and not worth mentioning. Licking his lips, he smiled and looked at the seated Yang Qi. "Back at Miss Mu Yexi's banquet, I hit you with a single palm that made you cough up blood, boy. In fact, if I remember correctly, you passed out. I see that you've since recovered and gotten a bit stronger. Sadly, fate has decreed that you'll lose. Therefore, hand me your Great Necropolis godpower seed. If you ignore me, it will be a crime, the punishment for which will be... well, how about you tell me?"

"Sectlord..." Jadefall, believing Yang Qi to truly be injured, was considering going to his aid. However, the sectlord held out his hand to prevent her.

"Calm down. Come, don't tell me you aren't used to how Yang Qi does things. Have you ever known him to not have some sort of plan? He's just lulling his enemy into a false sense of security. Trust me, Bastard Seacliff is finished!"

The sectlord was absolutely correct, and had clearly come to deeply understand Yang Qi's personality.

As for Jadefall, when she heard the sectlord's words, she calmed down and fixed her eyes on the fighting platform, ready to take action in case anything went wrong.

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Chapter 1081: Bashing Bastard Seacliff

Bastard Seacliff was standing about nine meters away from Yang Qi.

"There's no need for any histrionics, Yang Qi. Stand up! I'm not going to take advantage of you because you're injured. In fact, I'll let you hit me three times before I do anything in response!"

Bastard Seacliff seemed to be holding back, almost as if he were worried about being injured by some desperate attack Yang Qi might unleash.

The truth was that he hadn't slaughtered the other experts to put on a show of might. He had actually been using that time to form an out-of-body incarnation to use in the final fight against Yang Qi. And the reason he wanted Yang Qi to hit him three times wasn't because of any sense of magnanimity, but rather because he wanted to see what Yang Qi was really capable of.

All of a sudden, Yang Qi's eyes snapped open. "You're really shameless, Bastard Seacliff. You claim you're giving me the chance to hit you three times out of a sense of magnanimity, but the reality is that you're actually scared of me."

"Say what you want," Bastard Seacliff replied, licking his lips. "The end result is that you're going to die. If you had kowtowed to me on the day we met and admitted the error of your ways, I might have been willing to train you. Make you into a truly formidable expert. Instead, you chose to oppose me. If I don't kill you today, how could I possibly maintain my authority? How would I keep everyone in line? What right could I claim to be the league-lord?"

"League-lord?" Yang Qi chuckled coldly. "You really think you're going to become the league-lord?"

"Who could possibly stop me? A mid Terrifying expert? Not even someone like that could stand up to me. My cultivation base is beyond the comprehension of someone like you."

With that Bastard Seacliff took two steps forward, his true energy pulsing as though he were about to probe Yang Qi's cultivation base.

As for Yang Qi, he didn't make any move whatsoever.

However, he did shiver, releasing what appeared to be a chaotic aura that he subsequently suppressed.

Inwardly, Bastard Seacliff was delighted. 'Great!' he thought. 'This guy really was hurt. I guess that mysterious guy in the mask must've been at about the same level as me. It's too bad I couldn't assimilate him. Well, considering the blow he landed, killing Yang Qi and assimilating him instead will bring similar benefits.'

"Stop playing possum!" he growled. "Get up and hit me three times. Hurry it up!"

Even as the words left his mouth, he reached out to grab Yang Qi. As of now, he didn't intend to give Yang Qi any chance to hit him, but planned to kill him in a single blow, which would hopefully impress all of the experts present. In fact, some people were inwardly nodding at his display of might, and didn't care at all that he was saying one thing and doing another. As far as they were concerned, that was how the league-lord should act.

RIP!

His hand landed firmly on the top of Yang Qi's head. It was almost unbelievable how things were playing out.

Most people had assumed that Yang Qi would leap forward and have a dramatic battle with Bastard Seacliff, possibly even crushing him. But instead, Bastard Seacliff landed a merciless blow on Yang Qi, who didn't even seem willing to fight back. It was a really big shock to everyone.

After all, the image of Yang Qi defeating three opponents who were virtually mid Terrifying experts was still fresh in their minds. How could someone like that be defeated so easily?

Just when everyone thought that Yang Qi was going to die, a sound echoed out that resembled metal grating on metal. Then, Bastard Seacliff backed up several paces, a look of astonishment on his face.

Meanwhile, a host of blood-colored souls appeared around him, exploding one after another.

"Excellent!" Yang Qi said, slowly rising to his feet. "I just destroyed your Blood Soul Art, completely nullifying what you did just moments ago. You were hoping to use an out-of-body incarnation to figure out my main moves, but unfortunately, that's not going to work. And now I'm about to show you what a real fist technique looks like."

Yang Qi had been acting weak in order to destroy Bastard Seacliff's empyrean energy and make it impossible for him to escape with his life.

Now he was ready to go on the offensive and kill him.

"You..." Bastard Seacliff said, his expression turning into one of terror. "You're not hurt at all! You were putting on an act, lulling me into confidence in order to destroy my energy art! Very clever. Were you also putting on a show when I struck you at the banquet when we first met?"

"What do you think?" Yang Qi replied. "Regardless, you're going to die today, no matter what. I'm not going to let a crafty and murderous god bastard like you live another day in this world."

Bastard Seacliff suddenly burst out laughing. "Even if you weren't hurt earlier, you're still going to have to fight. And my cultivation base is still higher than yours. If some random person could fight you to a draw, how strong could you possibly be? Even an invincible mid Terrifying expert wouldn't be able to beat me in a fight, much less kill me. Today, in the presence of all these heroes, I'm going to show you a truly consummate art from the House of God Bastards. Even if someone from the legion of gods were to come, I could use this to kill them!"

"I'm not going to waste any more words on you," Yang Qi said. "Prepare to die. I have other people to deal with besides you, you know."

It was hard to say what level Yang Qi's energy arts were at now. He had just absorbed some of the Mammoth King's God Whip, significantly improving his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Thanks to his fight with the mysterious masked man, his fighting prowess had improved and his psychic scale had risen.

He was like a mighty tiger descended from the mountains as he unleashed a devastating attack on Bastard Seacliff.

During his fight with the masked man, he hadn't resorted to using the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, all because he was waiting for a possible clash with Bastard Seacliff. But now he had no reason to hold back, and was prepared to go all out.

"Boundless Tribulations and Kalpas!" he said, thrusting out his left hand in a palm strike. And his right hand clenched into a fist as he launched a devastating strike from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. "Eternal Suppression of Rivers and Mountains!"

This was a perfect combination of the Unspoiled Body and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, something that no one in all of history had ever done.

Before, he would never have been able to do this, even with the Mahātmā Jade. But thanks to the purrling and the Great Necropolis, he was able to resolve all of his difficulties. His Purrfect God Art and Inheritor status had made it all possible.

Now, to settle his score with Bastard Seacliff, he was unleashing all of his energy arts and martial disciplines, including a perfect combination of opposites that contained the profundities of both the god world and the devil world.

Buzzzz.

All onlookers felt as though they were suffocating. Huangfu Genesis' face flickered with various expressions, and both Mu Renwang and Su Xin looked extremely serious as they watched Yang Qi unleash an attack that seemed capable of burying anything and everything.

Millions upon millions of blows rained down onto Bastard Seacliff, giving rise to primal-chaos and unleashing force that could destroy the barriers to the god world.

The sun and moon appeared; his left hand was the sun and his right hand was the moon!

POP!

Bastard Seacliff shot backward like a bullet, slamming down onto the fighting platform, where he coughed up a mouthful of blood. It was actually reminiscent of his initial encounter with Yang Qi, except the roles were reversed.

This was the first time since Yang Qi had become an Inheritor that he had actually used two killing moves as one. It was such a powerful combination that Bastard Seacliff wasn't even able to defend himself from it.

In fact, if Yang Qi had used this combination against the man in the mask, he wouldn't have been hurt at all. Even Yang Qi was surprised at the power he had unleashed.

"I refuse to believe this," Bastard Seacliff said. "How could your cultivation base be this powerful? How—" Before he could say anything else, the energy pulsing from Yang Qi became so intense that he couldn't speak. He felt like he was suffocating, and all of the true energy in him was being suppressed.

Drawing deeply on every ounce of energy he could muster, he tried using a consummate art from the House of God Bastards to fight back. But before he could, Yang Qi kicked him in the chest, sending him flying back with more blood spraying out of his mouth.

Yang Qi had just used a combination of moves, including Mammoth Tramples Hell from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth and the Five Afflictions of the Deva from the Unspoiled Body, to land another devastating blow on Bastard Seacliff.

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Chapter 1082: Beaten to Death

Yang Qi landed blow after blow, causing blood to spray from Bastard Seacliff's mouth.

He, the junior houselord of the magnificent House of God Bastards, was completely powerless when dealing with Yang Qi. When Yang Qi truly went all out, he was definitely on the same level as a mid Terrifying expert.

However, at a certain point, Bastard Seacliff's boundlessly vicious nature took over. After all, he was the son of a god, and his energy was steeped in enmity and sin.

As that energy began to surge, Bastard Seacliff said, "You're forcing my hand, Yang Qi. I won't let you off the hook for this. In my efforts to become part of the legion of gods, I sealed the energy of enmity and sin within me. I'd hoped to negate my god bastard aura and my destiny of misfortune. But now I'm going to unseal that energy and use it to destroy you! In a moment, you're going to see that I'm strong enough to destroy anything that gets in my path!"

Swish!

All of a sudden, Bastard Seacliff was thrumming with destructive power the likes of which he had never revealed before, the kind that could destroy everyone in the world...

Suddenly, his clothing was ripped to shreds, revealing a complex sealing mark on his chest that seemed to be composed of numerous images of skulls, gathered together like a cloud of flies. The sealing mark wriggled, seemingly in concert with the beating of his heart, and a boundless energy of enmity and sin suddenly began thrumming within him.

Thump thump. Thump thump.

The skulls exploded, and the energy shot out. At the same time, something like a pillar appeared behind him, filled with countless ghosts and vengeful souls, making it seem like all of the sins from the god world were collected together in Bastard Seacliff.

It was the true aura of a god bastard.

The gods were so incredibly powerful that heaven and earth didn't approve of them. Because of that, their children would often be cursed by the god world upon birth, and would thus find it impossible to become gods themselves. They were plagued by the misfortunes of the god world and cast down to the Ancient Road to the Gods, where they became outcasts. As a result, the god bastards hated heaven, earth, gods, and men, and sought to bring about the destruction of everything in existence.

Once their true power was unleashed, it would bring about destruction the likes of which the Executors of the Ancient Road couldn't match up to.

Yet, many god bastards eventually came to the realization that their hatred was of little use. Therefore, they would use powerful methods to seal the energy of sin and enmity from the god world, allowing themselves to enter a state of nominal peacefulness. Although that act would lower their cultivation base, it also meant that they could theoretically reach godly ascension eventually. This was one of the big secrets of the god bastards.

In fact, that was one of the reasons that Bastard Seacliff always acted so cynical.

In the end, though, the god bastards still had that energy of sin and enmity hidden deep within them.

At this moment in which Yang Qi was beating him back with every blow, Bastard Seacliff finally decided to unseal that energy within him and draw upon his true strength. He was becoming so strong that not even mid Terrifying experts would be anything for him to worry about.

RUMBLE!

As the energy of sin and enmity rumbled out, the fighting platform trembled and all the onlookers' faces flickered with shock. Many of them worried that the energy would seep out and harm them, but thankfully, Yang Qi was able to prevent that from happening.

"Do you know how many unforgivable sins you've committed, Yang Qi?" Bastard Seacliff said. As of this moment, he didn't look cynical at all. Instead, he was like a devil king whose every step caused the energy of hell to roil out. Obviously, he was the kind of person who wouldn't show any mercy at all. "Prepare to die, Yang Qi. Get ready to face the first stance of my Godfist of Sin and Enmity: Myriad Ancient Injustices!"

RUMBLE!

His hand shot forth, pitch black and surrounded by innumerable vengeful souls, all of them pulsing with the enmity and sin of the god world. As he attacked, heaven and earth filled with grief and indignation, closing in with such deadly force that Yang Qi immediately sensed himself coming under immense pressure.

"You think the sin and enmity of the god world can do anything to my energy arts?" Laughing, Yang Qi flew forward, throwing out both of his hands and summoning an enormous sphere that was none other than a bubble from the Purrfect God Art. Instantly, the sin and enmity was sucked inside, along with Bastard Seacliff himself. This was a combination of the divine abilities of the Great Necropolis and the Purrfect God Art!

Stone-like streams of energy flowed out of Yang Qi. The bubble was the Great Necropolis, and the Great Necropolis was the bubble!

Purr. Purr...

Off to the side, the purrling bore a surprised and confused expression as it watched Yang Qi's performance. Apparently, it didn't understand how its own consummate technique could possibly be used by someone else. Furthermore, it had been combined with elements of the Great Necropolis. No one really knew what the Great Necropolis was, but one thing was certain: it surpassed the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, and was either on the same level as the God Legion Seal, or even beyond it.

It looked as though the Great Necropolis itself had surrounded Bastard Seacliff, completely suppressing his energy of sin and enmity. Then, even as Bastard Seacliff unleashed his most vicious and brutal reserves, Yang Qi flew into the bubble with him.

RUMBLE!

The two of them began to fight, and while at first they seemed evenly matched, the bubble that was the Great Necropolis soon began spinning, negating the energy of sin and enmity.

"Godfist of Sin and Enmity, second stance. Plagued by Misfortune!"

As Bastard Seacliff howled, it almost looked like hosts of immortal worlds were falling around him and shattering from the force of his voice.

More energy of sin and enmity erupted, turning into a dragon that shot toward Yang Qi and swirled around him.

However, Yang Qi seemed like a god from heaven that had descended to the mortal world. Punching out, he shattered the dragon and destroyed the energy that made it up.

Then he unleashed a palm attack. "Hand of the One God!"

The blow slammed into Bastard Seacliff, who by this point wanted to flee, but was completely trapped by the Great Necropolis bubble. Every time he tried to fight back, Yang Qi would just hit him again. The combination of the Hand of the One God and Unspoiled Body gave birth to a fire the likes of which had never existed before, a fire that could immolate gods and destroy devils. Everyone looking at it knew that they wouldn't possibly be able to stand up to it.

Feeling trapped, Bastard Seacliff tried to unleash all the potential of his Godfist of Sin and Enmity. After all, the Great Necropolis was a burial place for fallen gods, which meant that the energy of sin and enmity was rife there.

Purr, purr...

A hair-raising noise thrummed out of Yang Qi, provoking another look of surprise on the face of the purrling. In fact, its eyes seemed to be saying, "Don't tell me this is my brother or something?"

Whack. Whack. Whack. Whack!

A host of bubbles shot out, slamming into Bastard Seacliff, and although he managed to use his Godfist of Sin and Enmity to smash them, he was obviously being rapidly drained of energy.

Dozens of bubbles hit him, and his energy of sin and enmity was already starting to dry up.

Crash!

Yang Qi's fist was like a god from primal-chaos, slamming into Bastard Seacliff's face. Before, Bastard Seacliff had looked like a condescending and cynical god, but now he looked like a devil.

"How dare you strike my face!" he shouted in furious disbelief. He lunged toward Yang Qi, but before he could do anything, was struck in the chest with a fist.

"Devil-God Seal!" Yang Qi said, quickly sealing the energy of sin and enmity within him, returning him to his previous state.

At that moment, everything changed.

RIP!

Yang Qi kicked Bastard Seacliff, sending him tumbling across the fighting platform with blood spraying out of his mouth. Then, Yang Qi punched him in the chest, causing the cracking sounds of breaking bones to ring out. Of course, people at this level of cultivation didn't have actual bones, but rather magical laws. So the cracking sound was actually that of magical laws being broken.

POP!

The next sound that rang out caused many of the experts to rise to their feet as they realized that Yang Qi had damaged Bastard Seacliff's essence, which would make it impossible for him to control true energy. Apparently, Yang Qi was planning on beating him to death!

"Stop! Stop hitting me!" Bastard Seacliff coughed up more blood. "Do you really want to be damned by myriad tribulations, Yang Qi? If you offend the House of God Bastards, not even being the league-lord will do you any good!"

"I don't care. Prepare to be beaten to death!"

Then Yang Qi unleashed more punches.

1. In Chinese, the character I'm translating as "bastard" has multiple meanings, and when combined with another common character, creates the word for "enmity and sin", which in Buddhist terms involves deeds from a previous lifetime.

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Chapter 1083: Houselord God Bastard

Yang Qi had attacked Bastard Seacliff so viciously that the man had been forced to unseal the energy he normally kept hidden, resorting to his Godfist of Sin and Enmity. Yet not even that had been enough to harm Yang Qi, and Bastard Seacliff only ended up having his energy resealed.

And now, he was being beaten into a bloody pulp.

He almost looked like a sandbag being used for a workout by Yang Qi. Yang Qi's abilities were impossible to beat, to the point where he actually crushed Bastard Seacliff's essence, provoking an agonized shriek of pain.

No one in the audience could possibly have guessed that someone as strong as a mid Terrifying expert would be beaten so badly.

BAM!

Yang Qi's fist hit Bastard Seacliff's head, causing it to explode. However, the man's god bastard energy surged and his head immediately pulled back into shape, albeit with cracks covering his skin.

Next, Yang Qi pulled back his foot and viciously kicked him right between the legs.

Bastard Seacliff shivered violently, and more cracking sounds could be heard as his essence was further crushed. This time, he wasn't able to recover.

He lay there on the ground like a bloated toad, his true energy so damaged he couldn't gather it. Gasping for breath, he said, "I won't let you get away with this, Yang Qi. I'm a god bastard! I'm the son of two gods! I may have been banished, but I still have their blood. The gods won't let their children be killed by mortals; if you hurt me, they'll come and kill you!"

In response, Yang Qi began viciously trampling him, unleashing such humiliation that Bastard Seacliff seemed like he might pass out at any moment. He had lost so much face that, even if he survived this, he would never again be able to hold his head high in public.

Of course, the more pressing question was whether or not he would make it off the fighting platform alive.

With each stomp of his foot, Yang Qi would explode Bastard Seacliff's head, only to have it restored a moment later. Bastard Seacliff was obviously using a profound energy art to heal himself, but it wouldn't last forever. He really would end up being beaten to death.

It was terrifying to see someone as frightening as a god bastard being literally trampled to death.

At a certain point, Bastard Seacliff shouted, "Let me go, Yang Qi! If you do, the House of God Bastards will pay you... a thousand pieces of godhood!"

Many jaws dropped in response to his words. A thousand pieces of godhood was an incredible number, to the point where virtually any sect would leap at the chance to get it. Perhaps the only ones who wouldn't would be the Genesis Sanctum and the Woodfern Couple Palace.

However, Yang Qi didn't seem moved. "You think I'm low on godhood? I'm going to kill you, and I'm very curious to see if anyone tries to save you. I'm sure you know the old saying, if you release the tiger back into the mountain, it will bring disaster in the future. Do you really think I'm so stupid that I would let you go so you could try taking revenge later?"

As he spoke, he began shining with dazzling light, and he lifted up his foot in what everyone could tell would be deadly for Bastard Seacliff.

However, at that very moment, a voice rang out like the rumbling of thunder.

"Stay your hand! Enough of this! Are you looking to die?!"

RUMBLE!

An enormous hand appeared, filling the sky as it descended toward both Yang Qi and Bastard Seacliff, as if to grab them up.

"A mid Terrifying expert!"

Everyone present felt as though they were being suffocated all the way down to the level of their souls. If this was truly a mid Terrifying expert, how could Yang Qi possibly defend himself?

Even more terrifying, there was a huge eyeball in the middle of the hand's palm, staring out as if to prevent anyone from taking action.

"That's the Eye of Sin and Enmity!" Mu Renwang said.

"Whoever the Eye of Sin and Enmity looks at will be inextricably bound by all the sin and enmity in the world!" said Su Xin.

However, neither of them did anything to interfere. In fact, Huangfu Genesis said, "Houselord God Bastard! Save your son if you want, but don't cause problems for our sect assembly!"

"Fine, I won't cause problems for your assembly. But I'm taking this boy with me. I'm going to kill him and use his death to cleanse my taint of sin!" Countless streams of energy erupted, as though the wielder of this hand intended to rip the fighting platform up by the roots.

"Even if the ruler of the heavens came today, he wouldn't be able to save Bastard Seacliff!" Yang Qi said. "Houselord God Bastard? It's good you came. Now you can also see what a real energy art is like!" RUMBLE! Yang Qi shoved his hand up toward the sky, and suddenly, his energy climbed to a higher level as, after such a long time, he rose higher on the Deathless Heavenly Stairway! He was stepping onto the fifth stair, the Stair of Fearlessness!

Considering how much he had prepared for this moment, no one could really have any idea of the true level of his cultivation base. All they could tell was that there was an explosion of energy arts, with vital energy swirling in mythological proportions.

A Fearless aura pulsed off of him, creating a resonance with universal magical laws. Not the magical laws of a universe, but the magical laws of the millions upon millions of universes that existed like the eternal sands. It was almost as if the king of the myriad gods were out inspecting all of the peoples and planes of existence he had created.

The king of the myriad gods was none other than the paramount Sovereign Lord, the originator of all living beings and the source of the countless civilizations that existed. All of the universes that existed were because of his thoughts and will.

His aura existed in all corners of reality.

Upon reaching the Stair of Fearlessness, Yang Qi reached an unheard-of and unfathomable level, whereupon the Wheel of Fate appeared above his head, turning endlessly.

At the same time, immense flows of destiny began rushing toward him, entering the wheel in shocking fashion.

Everyone could sense the aura of Fearlessness and were shaken to their core, their hearts filling with reverence and awe.

Even as Yang Qi stepped onto the Stair of Fearlessness, he threw out his hands to meet the descending attack. Flames burst out everywhere as he launched a palm of equal size to Houselord God Bastard's.

In a moment, it would become very obvious who needed to be afraid of whom.

Crack!

The two enormous palms slammed into each other, and Yang Qi bent under the weight, but managed to direct the force of the houselord's blow onto Bastard Seacliff.

During the process, Yang Qi came to the realization that this houselord wasn't the father of Bastard Seacliff, but rather his Master. After all, the god bastards were looked down on by the legion of gods, and had been exiled from the god world. And the god bastards themselves were unable to have children.

In the blink of an eye, Bastard Seacliff was crushed into a bloody pulp, which Yang Qi quickly assimilated. For all intents and purposes, he had just been hit by both Yang Qi and the houselord, so even if he had been vastly stronger than he was, he would still have ended up dead.

That was the end of Bastard Seacliff.

Yang Qi had completely negated the power of the immense hand that Houselord God Bastard had sent against him.

As the hand crumbled, Houselord God Bastard appeared on the fighting platform, black hair whipping about his head as he glared at Yang Qi in fury.

"Houselord God Bastard finally showed up..."

"He's a mid Terrifying expert, yet he couldn't even save his own junior houselord?"

"What level is this Yang Qi's cultivation base at? Even while facing a mid Terrifying expert, he still managed to kill that junior houselord? Bastard Seacliff was the son of two gods! Isn't Yang Qi worried about the gods coming to cause problems for him?"

"I doubt it. The god bastards have been abandoned by the legion of gods. Besides, considering the dramatic events in the god world, we don't even know if the legion of gods still exists. Neither do we know if it's possible to reach godly ascension. Ever since the Great Necropolis blocked the Ancient Road to the Gods, we don't have any hope of reaching the god world."

"This Yang Qi is incredible. He stood up to a mid Terrifying expert and killed that junior houselord at the same time. He may as well be a mid Terrifying expert himself."

"He's even more terrifying than the actual mid Terrifying level. Did you notice that he just improved his cultivation base? He's now on the Stair of Fearlessness. That means that he has four more steps before he's even a Grand Emperor. The Stairs of Awareness, Heaven-Fate, Forgetfulness, and True Void. Just imagine how much stronger he's going to get! The fact that he has such a low cultivation base makes him even scarier!"

"That's right, from ancient times until now, nobody has ever seen someone with such a low cultivation base be so strong!"

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Chapter 1084: Everything in Chaos

Houselord God Bastard stood on the fighting platform, pulsing with energy. Everyone could sense his killing intent and knew that it could shake the heavens and topple the earth. Not a single expert in the audience would have dared to get in his way. Furthermore, this event had long since gone from being a contest for the position of league-lord to an uncharacteristically deadly conflict that would change the face of the Ancient Road to the Gods.

No one present had any doubts about how strong Houselord God Bastard was.

His every move and action could cause blood to rain, and it was impossible to say how many of the Executors of the Ancient Road he had killed over the years. Now that his junior houselord had been killed, it would have been inappropriate if he wasn't thoroughly enraged.

Despite that, Yang Qi just stood there with his hands clasped behind his back. "What exactly are you up to, Houselord God Bastard? On this fighting platform, lives can be lost in the blink of an eye. Your junior houselord wanted to be the league-lord, but got killed in the end. If I hadn't done the deed, it would've been someone else."

"Very malicious of you, boy," Houselord God Bastard said coldly. "Are you really not worried about the House of God Bastards coming at you with full force? We could easily wipe out your Will Manifestation Heaven Sect."

"Wipe us out? You think you're qualified to do that?" Yang Qi was obviously making no effort to sound polite. "Thanks to our little clash just now, I know exactly how strong you are, and I can tell you that you're far, far from being in a position to do anything to me. Presumably, you noticed that I'm on the fifth stair of the Deathless Heavenly Stairway. If I have to, I can go all the way to the ninth and become a Grand Emperor. Would you still be able to fight me then?"

Houselord God Bastard smiled coldly. "Is that supposed to be a threat? Do you really think you can scare me out of killing you? I could fight the emperor of the executors, much less a puny Terrifying expert like you from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. You're nobody. So go ahead and attack me. I want to see how strong you really are."

"Attack you?" Yang Qi smiled. "I'd rather not. Today is an important day for all the sects present. Furthermore, I want to be the league-lord. Are you, a mid Terrifying expert, saying that you want to join the competition for that spot? Sadly for you, you don't qualify. Only people under the mid Terrifying level are allowed to compete."

Turning to look at Su Xin, Mu Renwang, and Huangfu Genesis, he said, "I'll defer to the three of you here. There are rules that govern this assembly, and they can't be ignored. Someone is causing a scene here, so what do you suggest we do?"

The three experts exchanged frowning glances, fully aware that they were in a very odd predicament. On the one hand, it wouldn't be worth it to start fighting because of a conflict between Yang Qi and the House of God Bastards. On the other hand, if Houselord God Bastard didn't back down, it would ruin their plans.

After a moment, the junior pontiff from the Genesis Sanctum said, "It's true that mid Terrifying experts aren't allowed to compete for the position of league-lord. Houselord God Bastard, if you want to join the assembly, you'll be counted as one of the old-timers and will be able to give orders to the league-lord. You see, our new alliance isn't about giving power into the hands of a single person; that would be a dictatorship. Instead, the league-lord will follow the lead of the old-timers."

Everyone looked on with glittering eyes. The junior pontiff had hit the nail on the head. As for Huangfu Genesis, he was quite pleased, being aware that this was the best way to resolve the situation. Besides, if Houselord God Bastard joined their alliance, it would be another measure to ensure their control of Yang Qi.

"He's exactly right," Su Xin said.

Mu Renwang nodded. "We're honored by your presence, Houselord God Bastard, and you bring glory to our humble facilities. All of us are interested in opposing the Executors of the Ancient Road, and that's what we need to keep in mind here. Houselord, there's no need for you to squabble with someone of the younger generation. Besides, if this boy becomes the league-lord, we're still the ones who'll be calling the shots. Don't you agree that joining us would be the best way to get the justice you seek?"

Houselord God Bastard could see what was going on, and it caused a fierce expression to appear on his face. Staring murderously at Yang Qi for a moment, he said, "It's a good suggestion. You see, the whole reason I came here to begin with is because I wanted to be part of this alliance. The third major faction! If you have no objections, I'll join the fight against the executors. I don't think anyone has as much experience in that regard as I do."

"Wonderful, get a throne!" Huangfu Genesis said.

RUMBLE!

Instantly, an enormous throne rose up out of nowhere.

Houselord God Bastard walked over and sat on the throne, then snapped his finger. "Reveal yourselves. Let the rest of these sects see what the House of God Bastards is all about!"

Instantly, two hundred figures flew over and flanked the newly erected throne, all of them with psychic scales of ninety or more, placing them very close to the mid Terrifying level. The members of the two major sects were stunned. It had never even occurred to them that the House of God Bastards would have this many top experts.

After all, the Woodfern Couple Palace had a bit over a hundred chief elders, and they were considered a major faction. The Genesis Sanctum had over a hundred and fifty. But the House of God Bastards had two hundred!?

It was now completely obvious that the House of God Bastards was far and away the leader of the pack. What was even more telling was that everyone got the feeling they weren't showing their full forces. After all, although it had been years, the House of God Bastards had once directly fought the Executors of the Ancient Road.

Snorting coldly, Houselord God Bastard said, "I heard the plan is to directly bless the new league-lord with power. I approve of this plan, but I have to point out that you people from the Woodfern Couple Palace and the Genesis Sanctum won't possibly be able to provide as much power as us. That said, with all of us working together, we can definitely create a powerful expert!"

There now seemed little doubt that Yang Qi was going to be the league-lord. He had just killed Bastard Seacliff and even stood up to Houselord God Bastard, so who present could possibly compete with him? There was no way that anyone in the early Terrifying level could possibly fight someone as strong as the mid Terrifying level.

It seemed the competition was over.

Yang Qi stood there on the fighting platform, his face completely expressionless as he looked around and said, "Does anyone else want to challenge me? If not, I guess I'm the league-lord."

The first people to speak up were those whose disciples had just been killed by Bastard Seacliff.

"Nobody's going to challenge you."

"That's right, Yang Qi. You're the league-lord, there's no question about it. Even in the early Terrifying level, you managed to stand up to someone in the mid Terrifying level, which means you're invincible."

The fact that Yang Qi had taken revenge for them had earned him their full support. In fact, they were convinced that if he became the league-lord, given his strength and personality, he probably wouldn't be a puppet for long. For one thing, he was obviously a clever schemer. And considering how strong he was, it seemed less likely that there would be three factions controlling him. Instead, there would be four factions contending with each other.

That wasn't to mention the fact that Yang Qi would likely reach the mid Terrifying level soon.

"What do the rest of you think?" Houselord God Bastard said, his eyes flashing coldly. "Nobody wants to challenge the boy, which seems to indicate he's the new league-lord. If the decision's been made, we should bless him immediately."

"I have no objections," Huangfu Genesis said. He had already come to greatly respect Houselord God Bastard. The man's top disciple had just been killed, and yet he didn't seem to care at all. It went to indicate that he was definitely planning something treacherous. Huangfu Genesis immediately decided to be on guard against him at all times.

Earlier, he had assumed that he had everything under control, only to have Yang Qi suddenly disrupt the proceedings and become the league-lord. And now the House of God Bastards was involved. Everything had been thrown into chaos, which meant that his future plans needed to be rethought.

That said, the blessing of the new league-lord had to proceed as planned.

"I have no objection either," Mu Renwang said. "Let him be the league-lord."

"Yang Qi is now the league-lord of the superpower sects from the Ancient Road to the Gods," Su Xin added.

Thus, the decision was made.

A stream of destiny flowed into Yang Qi, pouring into the depths of his Wheel of Fate and causing a host of magical symbols to glow on its surface.

Whooooooosh!

The will of gods appeared within that river of fate, causing new transformations to occur to his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. As the process continued, his psychic scale climbed to ninety-eight, ninety-nine, and finally a hundred!

That said, his rise didn't involve reaching the mid Terrifying level. For him, that wouldn't happen until his psychic scale climbed to two or three hundred.

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Chapter 1085: Receiving the Blessing

The flow of destiny was intense and bright.

However, there was a large portion that wasn't moving toward Yang Qi, and he immediately knew why. That had been caused by the interference of Houselord God Bastard. Thanks to him, there were a lot of people who didn't truly approve of Yang Qi being the league-lord.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about that now, short of killing Houselord God Bastard. At the moment, he was only getting about two-thirds of the total amount of destiny. That said, he was still certain that no one would openly defy him as the league-lord. Whether it was Houselord God Bastard, Huangfu Genesis, Mu Renwang, or Su Xin, none were a match for him, and in fact, he could likely kill them.

There was also no way those three factions would suddenly team up to oppose him. They were all in opposition to each other, which meant that Yang Qi himself had a great opportunity to take advantage of them. There was little doubt that Houselord God Bastard would try messing with him during the process of the blessing. In fact, maybe they all would. In the end, Yang Qi didn't care.

He would consider it training, perhaps even tempering. And he would make sure he benefited greatly from the process.

In fact, a faintly sinister smile had already appeared on his face.

"Prepare for the blessing," Huangfu Genesis said. "Yang Qi, you've earned the endorsement of our three great organizations, the Genesis Sanctum, the House of God Bastards, and the Woodfern Couple Palace. But just because you're the league-lord doesn't mean you get to act on your own and make all the decisions. You have to abide by the conditions set by the three of us. It's for the good of all of us, got that? We're now going to provide you with a baptism of blessing. Your energy arts will increase by a level, and at the same time, you'll receive a sealing mark to indicate that you have the approval of the three major sects to be the league-lord. Henceforth, anyone who wants to cause problems for you will have to deal with our three organizations first. Do you understand all of—"

"Cut the crap," Yang Qi said. "I know full well that the point of this assembly was to install a puppet league-lord. But if you think I'm going to agree to an arrangement like that, you're sadly mistaken. I'll never be a puppet, and as you clearly saw during my run-in with Houselord God Bastard, my cultivation base is no weaker than any of yours. Therefore, I demand an equal position alongside your three organizations. In other words, I'll be the fourth power in the alliance!"

"You!" Huangfu Genesis blurted angrily, and it seemed like he was about to lose his temper.

Meanwhile, Mu Renwang and Su Xin exchanged a very pleased glance. Huangfu Genesis was their biggest enemy, so they were always glad to see him humiliated.

"Yang Qi is right!" Mu Renwang said. "He's definitely strong enough that he ought not be a puppet. However, he definitely must agree to receive the blessing. If he doesn't, then our three sects won't agree to let him be the league-lord, and he can just go off and manage his own organization. How about that? Remember, Yang Qi, if you don't accept the blessing, there are plenty other young elites who will."

"That's right," Houselord God Bastard said, nodding. "According to our agreement, Yang Qi, I won't seek revenge against you, but you have to accept the blessing."

"Refusing to accept the blessing would be forfeiting your right to the position!" Huangfu Genesis said.

"Well this is odd, isn't it?" Yang Qi said coolly. "At what point did I ever say I would refuse the blessing? Good grief. All I said was that I don't agree to be a puppet. I never even mentioned the blessing. The two don't have anything to do with each other!"

"So you're saying you'll accept the blessing?" Houselord God Bastard said with a nasty grin.

"Of course. How could I pass up something as amazing as that? No one in existence would neglect their own true energy, and I'm not an exception. Bless me to your heart's content, and please, don't hold back."

"Oh, don't worry," Huangfu Genesis said with a profound and unreadable smile. "We want to make you into the ultimate enemy of the Executors of the Ancient Road. It's going to be your job to kill their emperor, so how could we be stingy when it comes to improving your cultivation base?"

"Very well, Yang Qi," Mu Renwang said coldly. "Sit down on the fighting platform and prepare to receive the blessing. Time is of the essence, so there's no use in any more rambling. Once you accept the blessing, we'll begin rearranging all of the sects into a unified organization, with Destructionless Castle as our base of operations. We'll all be bound together in spirit and action, with the various sects becoming factions that can work together to defend against any tribulation or calamity."

The moment of truth had come. When the alliance was reorganized, some sects would disappear forever, while others would become stronger. Factions and groups would emerge, but everyone would be formally united. And any who resisted would be wiped out of existence.

"I'm ready," Yang Qi said, taking a seat and sitting there motionless, looking completely calm, ready to absorb anything that was given to him as part of the blessing.

Everyone in the audience was shocked. None of them could ever have guessed that Yang Qi would be this straightforward, and just accept the blessing. If it were an ordinary blessing, it might not be a big deal. But he had just made a big deal about not wanting to be a puppet, and was now going to just submit to their so-called blessing? Was he crazy? A few of the more crafty individuals in the audience assumed that Yang Qi had prepared for this moment, so it wouldn't be a risk for him. But even they were amazed at how brazen he was acting. When the three top sects worked together this way, nothing short of a god would be able to resist them in that moment.

"I'm impressed," Houselord God Bastard said. "You've got a lot of guts. In fact, I don't think I've ever met anyone on the Ancient Road to the Gods with guts like you!"

"Enough bull," Yang Qi said, "get on with the blessing. All the heroes under heaven are watching, so don't try anything funny."

"Begin!" Huangfu Genesis said, taking the initiative. He gave a meaningful glance to his subordinates, and they immediately began murmuring certain scriptures, causing a body of text to appear in the air above them. No one was sure exactly what the text said, but it seemed to pulse with the ultimate core meaning of that which was the preheaven.

Were they really going to just bless him?

A lot of people had their suspicions, and were convinced that Huangfu Genesis had more plans up his sleeve. Of course, considering all the witnesses, he would have to be very careful if he wanted to do something crafty.

The people from the House of God Bastards had started chanting their scripture as well, causing a black body of text to appear that pulsed with an immense, evil aura containing an energy of sin and enmity.

The Woodfern Couple Palace experts were also at work creating a golden body of text.

The three great sects had hundreds of top masters, plus four mid Terrifying experts, and all of them were working together to bless Yang Qi. Although it seemed unlikely that they would do anything completely underhanded with so many witnesses, it also seemed questionable whether anyone could sustain such levels of power.

"Begin!"

All three groups began working at the same time. Three immense bodies of scriptural text, like three dragons, bored into the top of Yang Qi's head, causing him to shiver as he shot to his feet, his hair whipping around him as he floated up off the surface of the ground. Although it seemed certain he must be feeling immense pain and suffering, his face was as expressionless as that of a sleeping child.

Crunch. Crack!

Everyone could hear what sounded like Yang Qi's nascent divinity being crushed to pieces within his sea of consciousness. It was quite a shock; were the three sects really going to force him to become a puppet?

Houselord God Bastard was the first to realize something was amiss. "Strange... where did the boy's nascent divinity go to?"

As his will entered Yang Qi's sea of consciousness, it seemed completely empty. And to the houselord, sending his portion of power into Yang Qi felt like directing a tiny stream into an ocean.

The true energy being provided by the blessing simply vanished, devoured by Yang Qi's sea of consciousness as if it were a black hole.

Houselord God Bastard had truly begun a process of blessing, using a scripture called the Grand Sutra of the God of Sin and Enmity. It was a deadly scripture that should have caused Yang Qi to turn into a Puppet of Sin and Enmity, making him extremely powerful, yet mentally, little more than the walking dead. In fact, all three major sects were unleashing scriptures like that; they obviously had no intention of letting Yang Qi slip out of their control.

If any other person had become the league-lord, they wouldn't have done this, as it wouldn't have been necessary. But controlling Yang Qi was of utmost importance, and this moment of blessing was the best chance to make him their puppet.

Unfortunately for them, as soon as their scriptures entered Yang Qi's sea of consciousness, they vanished.

It was almost as if some power from another world was absorbing theirs. They had hundreds of people on their side, including four mid Terrifying experts, which meant they were strong enough to destroy immortal worlds with a rank of three thousand. But now, their power was vanishing into Yang Qi's sea of consciousness without causing so much as splash or ripple on its surface.

'This is bad!' Mu Renwang said. 'He's using the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart!' Even as he and Su Xin realized what was happening, Yang Qi's voice spoke to them.

"Don't tell anyone about the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. Don't worry, I'll help you to deal with the House of God Bastards and Huangfu Genesis. Didn't you want me to give some of this power to Mu Yexi? Don't you want her to reach the mid Terrifying level?"

"What exactly are you planning, Yang Qi?" Su Xin asked.

"You people want to control me, but I'm not going to let that happen," Yang Qi replied coldly. "I'll use this power to help unlock the secrets of my Mahātmā Jade, and then I'll use that jade to suck my enemies dry! Maybe I won't wipe out all of the Genesis Sanctum and the House of God Bastards, but I'll definitely inflict heavy casualties. So what do the two of you think?"

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Chapter 1086: Redirection

Mu Renwang and Su Xin were both wily old foxes, and they were absolutely delighted that Yang Qi was planning to use the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart against the House of God Bastards and the Genesis Sanctum. Of course, it wasn't as if they would immediately believe everything Yang Qi said.

"You'd better follow through, boy," Mu Renwang said. "Otherwise we'll tell everyone about the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, and then you'll be in a really bad situation.

Yang Qi snorted coldly. "If you want to be as short-sighted as rats, go ahead and tell everyone. Do you still think I'm the kind of person you can easily take advantage of? You know me well enough, don't you? You know what I'm capable of. I can tell you that as long as you don't betray me, I'll make sure nothing happens to you. Remember, I could always switch sides to Huangfu Genesis and make sure the Woodfern Couple Palace is destroyed."

"You..." Su Xin growled angrily, yet there was nothing she could do.

She knew full well that Yang Qi was right. Not only would revealing Yang Qi's secret of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart not help them in any way, it would probably hurt them. In contrast, if Yang Qi could strike a big blow against Huangfu Genesis and the House of God Bastards, they would benefit greatly.

"But how can we trust that you'll actually provide the power of the blessing to our daughter?"

"You have no other choice but to trust me," Yang Qi replied. "Unless you'd prefer that I include you, and assimilate everyone from the Woodfern Couple Palace."

"What?!" Mu Renwang said. "You know how to use the Mahātmā Jade?!"

"For the most part. Otherwise why do you think I'd accept a blessing from you people? Do you really think I'm an idiot? Do you really think I would just hand myself over to your control? The Mahātmā Jade was created by the ancient Supreme True-Devil, and even a tiny fragment of it is more than enough to assimilate the likes of you without any trouble at all."

The ridicule in Yang Qi's voice couldn't have been clearer.

Mu Renwang and Su Xin knew that Yang Qi wasn't bluffing. Given his level of enlightenment of the Great Necropolis, and his Inheritor status, he was obviously not a person to be underestimated. And if he gained more enlightenment of the Mahātmā Jade, he would be even harder to control.

"You have no choice but to trust me," Yang Qi repeated. "Hurry up and increase the power of the blessing. I'm going to activate the Mahātmā Jade in a moment, so consider the consequences if you defy me!"

After a very short moment of consideration, Mu Renwang and Su Xin complied.

Whizz!

An even greater stream of power flowed from the Woodfern Couple Palace into Yang Qi, ten times greater than before. At the same time, in keeping with the original agreement, Mu Renwang and Su Xin shouted, "Become a puppet, Yang Qi!"

Seeing what was happening, both Houselord God Bastard and Huangfu Genesis reacted with surprise and dismay. They knew that if the husband and wife team managed to gain control of Yang Qi by means of their blessing, it would be very bad for them.

Everyone watched with keen anticipation as the events played out. Normally speaking, a moment like this would have been the perfect opportunity for someone to launch a sneak attack. However, the scriptures being unleashed by the three great sects made it impossible for anyone to even approach the area.

All of a sudden, Houselord God Bastard spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood that resounded with the howls of millions upon millions of evil ghosts. The blood entered the Grand Sutra of the God of Sin and Enmity, and instantly caused it to pulse with a highly rancorous energy.

What was sin and enmity? This was sin and enmity!

Meanwhile, a book appeared above Huangfu Genesis' head, which was none other than the god item that was the Book of Genesis, written by the most powerful of gods in ancient times to describe the creation of the world.

"Everything under heaven!" Huangfu Genesis murmured, and the power of the scripture poured into Yang Qi.

Yang Qi immediately looked like he might crack into pieces; even a god would have trouble accepting the combined power of all these scriptures. Yet, after shivering, Yang Qi seemed fine.

Of course, no one knew it, but dramatic transformations were occurring within the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart as the power he redirected filled the place.

"Be suppressed!" the immortal-slaying clone said, unleashing the strongest godpower of the chart, which caused one of the godhood stars to fall from the sky. Not even the full might of his imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers were enough to suppress this incredible influx.

"Yang Qi, this blessing is so incredible that not even I can keep it under control. If things get out of hand, the explosion might not destroy the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, but it would definitely reveal the fact that we have the chart. And we would then be in a lot of danger. You have to think of a way to get the situation under control."

"Don't worry, I have an idea. I have multiple methods of redirection that I can use to send the power into the Mahātmā Jade."

Swoosh...

The clone watched as the Mahātmā Jade flew up and intercepted the immense influx of power.

Then Yang Qi snapped his finger, causing the aura of his Unspoiled Body to also enter the Mahātmā Jade, which then erupted with a massive gravitational force.

"Gravitational force!" Yang Qi murmured. In all of his study of the Mahātmā Jade, he had come to be convinced that the gravitational force the thing could emit was completely and utterly matchless. It could suck in flesh, blood, spirits, and even souls.

Normally speaking, if he activated the jade on his own, he would never be able to escape that gravitational force. But things were different now. With the power of blessing pouring into and becoming a part of him, the Mahātmā Jade had no way of knowing exactly what it was absorbing.

RUUUUMBLE...

It was as if a black hole opened up in the depths of his sea of consciousness, sucking in everything that got close to it.

All of the wild power of the scriptures being used to bless him immediately began flowing inside.

Just how great was the gravitational force exerted by the Mahātmā Jade? From what Yang Qi could tell, as long as his life force aura still existed, the jade would keep trying to gobble him up.

However, there was still plenty more power of blessing.

A cold smile appeared on Yang Qi's face. "Two Hearts Beat as One; Split the Nascent Divinity; Two Polarities Activated; Invincible in the World..." All of a sudden, his aura expanded, connecting to the nascent divinities of everyone present and tying his life force to theirs. This was one of the spectacular functions of the Wheel of Fate.

"Aaaiiiieee!"

Dozens of experts from the House of God Bastards suddenly let loose agonized shrieks, and looks of disbelief covered their faces. It was as if they had just faced the evilest of fiend-devils, who was trying to suck all the blood out of their bodies.

Their quintessence-blood, vital energy, and even nascent divinities were sucked out of their bodies, vanishing into Yang Qi; the Mahātmā Jade had sucked them up. However, because the jade thought that they were Yang Qi's soul, it meant that he could use the Wheel of Fate to place his life force within their empty bodies.

"What's going on?" Houselord God Bastard murmured. Unfortunately, he had no time to react. He could sense his own quintessence vitality beginning to depart from his body, and immediately guessed that Yang Qi had some terrifying item that he was using to protect himself. The houselord instantly drew on a technique to stop the blessing.

However, another scream rang out from the forces of the Genesis Sanctum. Certain old-timers there were howling, as though they had been afflicted with malignant poisons. Unable to struggle or fight, they died almost instantly, causing Huangfu Genesis' eyes to widen with rage as he coughed up blood.

"What the hell is this kid doing? Stop the blessing!" Huangfu Genesis was already soaked in his own blood, and had clearly been hurt. Sadly for him, his attempts to stop the blessing were completely fruitless.

In only a dozen breaths of time, fully a hundred of the old-timers from the House of God Bastards died, while the Genesis Sanctum lost more than fifty. All aspects of them were sucked into the Mahātmā Jade, and even Houselord God Bastard and Huangfu Genesis found their vital energy being tugged away from them.

Only the Woodfern Couple Palace had no casualties.

Mu Renwang and Su Xin were both thrilled. They were surprised that Yang Qi was this strong, and at the same time, glad to see the House of God Bastards and Genesis Sanctum suffering such heavy losses.

But what exactly was Yang Qi doing? The two of them had no idea.

"Su Xin," Mu Renwang said privately, "this Yang Qi is incredible, and it's great that he's helping us deal with our enemies. But what happens if he turns on us in the future? What should we do?"

"We need to figure out a way to get rid of him. Once he secures his position, he'll be impossible to deal with. Let's wait until he really starts fighting with Houselord God Bastard and Huangfu Genesis, then we can jump in and take advantage of the situation."

Even as they communicated via divine will, a gravitational force suddenly caused the two of them to lurch in place. Instantly, their vital energy began flowing out of them, and over ten of their old-timers withered into death. Then they heard Yang Qi speaking.

"I control your life, therefore I know the ill intentions you harbor. You think you can wait until I've been injured to swoop in and kill me? It seems I really can't trust you, Mu Renwang, Su Xin. I don't see how you two deserve any other fate than destruction. Fine. I'm not going to hold back. Prepare to be assimilated."

Yang Qi had sensed their killing intent, and knew that they were like a dog that can't stop himself from eating excrement. No matter what, they would plot against him.

The Mahātmā Jade slowly floated up higher in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, sucking in even more of the incoming power, yet it didn't seem to be even close to breaking. It was as if it could continue absorbing power forever and ever.

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Chapter 1087: One Stroke

Yang Qi knew that Mu Renwang and Su Xin were profoundly sinister and vicious, and wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of any situation to their benefit. And that included killing him. Reaching a true compromise with them wasn't an option; therefore, the best option seemed to be to turn the Mahātmā Jade on them.

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen of their subordinates were killed.

The entire group was made up of people very close to being Terrifying experts, with psychic scales over ninety. Mu Renwang and Su Xin had expended countless resources over hundreds of millions of years to groom this group of people and have them fully under their control. Although they would instantly sacrifice themselves to protect Mu Renwang and Su Xin, it could only be imagined what an immense loss it would be considered to have just one of them die, let alone more than a dozen in the same moment.

Yang Qi didn't seem anywhere near the point of being ready to stop. More and more people from the three sects were dying, despite the fact that they seemed to be struggling to stop the blessing process.

As the Mahātmā Jade absorbed their souls, it was impossible for them to even rise to their feet, let alone flee.

"How dare you betray us, Yang Qi!" Mu Renwang shouted in rage.

"Betray you? When did I do that?" Yang Qi chuckled. "I'm in charge now, which means that your lives are in my hands. You'll do as I say, no matter what. And right now, I'm going to assimilate you to establish my authority."

"You might as well quit dreaming!"

Filled with fury, the imperial couple attacked, joined by Houselord God Bastard and Huangfu Genesis. They hated Yang Qi so much that all the water in the rivers of heaven couldn't wash it away. He was wiping out their people, and it had already put them at the point of wanting to exterminate his people down to the ninth generation.

The four of them simultaneously attacked, burning their life force power and quintessence-blood in a way that sent burning flames out to fill the area.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi shivered as he unexpectedly realized that the Mahātmā Jade was about to break loose of certain constraints. After all, these people were all roughly on the same level as the Shepherd, and all of them had spectacular energy arts to utilize.

Without hesitation, Yang Qi summoned the God Legion Seal into himself. As he did, the Mahātmā Jade tried to grab ahold of the seal. However, the two items were roughly on the same level, so there was no way that would happen easily.

The two of them quickly began fighting each other.

In turn, heaven-shaking, earth-shattering transformations occurred outside.

RUMBLE!

To the shock of the onlookers, numerous experts on the fighting platform were deeply shaken. As for the four mid Terrifying experts, all of them coughed up mouthfuls of blood, clearly having sustained serious injuries. Meanwhile, Yang Qi slowly rose to his feet and apparently began unleashing some sort of energy art.

In the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, the Mahātmā Jade and the God Legion Seal were struggling, and at the same time, the quintessence of the godpower seed of the Great Necropolis appeared. Yang Qi thrust his hand out, sending the true energy of his Unspoiled Body into the Mahātmā Jade.

The power going into the Mahātmā Jade instantly increased by tenfold until, finally, it stopped trying to absorb the God Legion Seal. Instead, it rejected it, even sending an immense outflux of power rushing outward.

"It finally worked!" Yang Qi exclaimed. Clasping the immortal-slaying clone on the shoulder, he said, "Our blood is the same. You're my clone, so let's work together to absorb the backlash from the Mahātmā Jade. We're really going to benefit this time. The jade absorbed the energy of those four experts, plus more than a hundred people with psychic scales of over ninety. That's nothing to take lightly. If we absorb it, our psychic scales will probably surpass a hundred! Maybe even two hundred! What will that even be like?"

This had been Yang Qi's plan all along. Ever since he had gained enlightenment of the Purrfect God Art, his abilities had all reached profoundly higher levels. And considering that he was fully aware of how the so-called 'blessing' from the other sects was merely a way to turn him into a puppet, he had decided to use them to help unlock the secrets of the Mahātmā Jade.

Without their power to feed into the jade, how could he receive benefits from it?

Normally speaking, because they didn't cultivate Unspoiled Bodies, there shouldn't have been any way for the Mahātmā Jade to absorb their energy. But because they were pouring power into Yang Qi, he could use his Wheel of Fate to fool the Mahātmā Jade into thinking that the power came from him.

It only took a short moment for him to suck a third of the power out of the four mid Terrifying experts.

And that wasn't to mention the well over one hundred experts with psychic scales over ninety. Regardless of whether it was their energy arts, magical treasures, quintessence-blood, vital energy, psychic power, or souls, it was almost impossible to imagine how much power it involved. It simply defied imagination.

Now that Yang Qi had a greater understanding of the God Legion Seal and the quintessence of the Great Necropolis, he could use those two immense powers to force the Mahātmā Jade to finally begin spitting power back out. Thankfully, he had his immortal-slaying clone here to help share the load.

Almost immediately, Yang Qi could tell that the clone was on the verge of breaking through to the mid Terrifying level and quickly stabilized his soul in preparation, even consolidating his karma.

RUMBLE!

As expected, Yang Qi and his clone sensed that within the eruption of psychic power, there was a godpower seed that the Mahātmā Jade had previously absorbed. Now, it shot out into Yang Qi, completely cleansed and as pure as crystal. It had no sin or enmity, and looked exactly as it did when it had first emerged from the Great Necropolis.

Yang Qi immediately devoured it, pushing himself all the way to a psychic scale of one hundred. Cracking sounds rang out inside him, like magical laws breaking. Unfortunately, he still wasn't in the mid Terrifying level.

Just as he had guessed, not even pushing his psychic scale to one hundred was enough to achieve his breakthrough. However, his clone was also undergoing heaven-shaking, earth-toppling transformations. His psychic scale went from eighty to ninety, and then, a hundred.

Heavenly tribulations arrived.

They were great tribulations of magical laws from the god world, and within them, godly figures trampled everything in their path. However, none of the tribulations had any effect. They were like dragons that slammed into the clone, bored into him, then were subsequently assimilated, and the karma within them expelled.

The clone was feeling very pleased with himself. The karmic power he was building up would be of much use when it came time to resurrect King Immortal-Slayer himself.

By now, the clone's soul was shockingly pure.

Psychic flames raged, destroying all impurities and pushing his psychic scale higher and higher, until it reached the point of one hundred fifty. Only then did it cease its climb.

At the same time, Yang Qi's psychic scale also reached a hundred fifty.

The main difference between the two was that the clone was now in the mid Terrifying level, whereas his true self was not. Of course, in terms of strength and energy arts, he now had absolutely nothing to be terrified about when facing Terrifying experts.

In fact, Yang Qi was fairly certain that if he and the clone worked together, they could probably kill the Shepherd.

As for Houselord God Bastard, the imperial couple, and Huangfu Genesis, they would be easy to take care of.

As Yang Qi stood on the fighting platform, he threw his head back and laughed uproariously. Everyone could sense what was clearly the aura of the mid Terrifying level emanating from the vortex that spun around him. However, the vortex soon winked out, taking that mid Terrifying aura vanished with it.

Everyone assumed that he had achieved his breakthrough, but was hiding his true strength. It wasn't a rare thing for people to dress up as a pig to kill and eat a tiger.

Thanks to the aura roiling around him, everyone was convinced that he definitely deserved to be the league-lord. After all, he had just thrashed the three major sects, even killing many of their top experts.

It was a major shift in attitude, and as all the heroes present acknowledged him, destiny flowed to him like raging fire. Yang Qi was very pleased with his gains, and was confident that if he encountered Proud Heaven now, he could at least fight him fairly.

"Yang Qi, you scoundrel!" Su Xin cursed. "You killed so many of our people! Betrayal and treachery like this will ensure that you meet a grisly end eventually!"

"Hmph! Betrayal and treachery? You tried to use the pretext of a blessing to take control of me. Sadly, you got a taste of your own medicine. Now I'm the league-lord, and you're nothing but chief elders who have no choice but to obey my commands. No doubt you can see that my cultivation base has surpassed yours, yet you're still being disrespectful? Don't force me to execute you!"

Houselord God Bastard and Huangfu Genesis both looked on with flickering expressions. Although it might not be impossible for them to kill Yang Qi, they knew he was a vicious and merciless person that wouldn't show any kindness to people who acted against him.

Furthermore, if they got seriously injured and ran, it would be much easier to fall victim to the Executors of the Ancient Road.

Clasping hands and formally bowing at the waist, Houselord God Bastard said, "I, Houselord God Bastard, bow in salute to you, League-Lord. You're a rare genius in heaven, and with your grand magics, you can bring security and manifold blessings. I hope you can forget about any times I offended you in the past. I'm more than happy to be one of your subordinates, and will follow your every order."

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Chapter 1088: I Run This Alliance

To see Houselord God Bastard being the first to bow his head caused Yang Qi to let loose a hearty burst of laughter. Everyone watching knew that the position of league-lord was now set in stone.

Of course, despite his laughter, Yang Qi was still on full guard against the houselord. The man was obviously adapting to the circumstances, and considering that he was publicly apologizing and acting subservient, it meant that Yang Qi couldn't openly make a move against him. Unfortunately, it only ensured that there would be plenty of plotting and scheming in the future.

Thankfully, the immortal-slaying clone was now in the mid Terrifying level. Not only were his energy arts improved, but he would have even greater control over the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, making it even easier to keep in control.

With the countless superpower sects that made up the alliance, Yang Qi would have access to immense destiny and so many other resources that he could hardly imagine what was to come. However, one thing was for sure: he had helped the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect to advance dramatically. Going forward, it would be a powerful organization that no one would dare to mess with.

Furthermore, Yang Qi could use his access to the power of destiny to help the energy arts of Jadefall and his other people.

RUMBLE!

He released some energy arts fluctuations to make sure everyone could tell that he had yet again received a boost in strength now that Houselord God Bastard had submitted.

After seeing what Houselord God Bastard had done, Huangfu Genesis, Mu Renwang, and Su Xin exchanged glances. They knew that if they joined forces, they may be able to come out on top, but Yang Qi was a vicious and merciless character. They had no idea what methods he might use, and the process of fighting him could very well involve further casualties. Considering the losses their organizations had already sustained, they might not be able to recover.

Yang Qi had devastated roughly half of the main forces of their sects. Although they hated him to the bones for that, they had to acknowledge allegiance. Perhaps later they could scheme their way into taking away the position of league-lord, but they obviously couldn't reveal even a hint that they were thinking such things.

Despite the fact that they didn't speak such things aloud, Yang Qi knew what they were thinking. However, he chose not to discuss it at the moment, and instead, to keep things amicable.

"Your humble servant Huangfu Genesis would like to invite the league-lord to a formal banquet!"

"We would also like to invite you to a banquet, League-Lord!" Mu Renwang said. "We wish you success throughout all the ages. You'll definitely unify everything under heaven and be invincible against all enemies!"

Upon seeing all of these experts offering allegiance, the rest of the sects present joined their voices together and said, "We wish you success throughout all the ages. You'll definitely unify everything under heaven and be invincible against all enemies!"

Yang Qi had all three thousand of the special constitutions, making him both an Inspiring One and a Leading One. The powers of those constitutions, coupled with his Wheel of Fate, caused the destiny of all present to burn brightly as he absorbed it.

In fact, as the Wheel of Fate spun rapidly, it finally began transforming, sending the bright light of fate out from the top of his head. Although no one could see it, it allowed him to see much more deeply into the Great Necropolis.

In that moment, he suddenly came to an even deeper understanding of the secrets of the Great Necropolis.

Casually waving his hand, he said, "It's always best to let things happen naturally. You've selected me to be the leader of this alliance, and I'll do my best to live up to the immense responsibility. Next, we must combine the power of all the sects in our alliance to forge a new kingdom. Together, we'll fight the Executors of the Ancient Road, the Great Necropolis Alliance, and the Fiend-Devil League. As long as we work together, we'll surely succeed. For now, send out messages calling all organizations to gather together. Although the warding spells protecting Destructionless Castle are strong, they won't hold against mid Terrifying experts. I'll soon begin working on a god formation based on numerous daoist techniques I'm aware of. Once it's complete, it will keep us safe. However, it will require a huge number of people to complete, so please select the best among you and send them to the depths of Destructionless Castle, where the work will take place. Everyone else can remain here."

"Yes sir," everyone responded. At the moment, no one dared to do anything to defy Yang Qi, especially considering that his first act would be shoring up their defenses to keep them safe.

As soon as the orders were given, people burst into activity. Thousands of the most skilled sect leaders were selected to make the arrangements.

Considering he had long since learned how to command people in the Dao Defense League, Yang Qi easily settled into his new role.

There were already thousands of sect leaders who were already on good terms with the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect. With a wave of his hand, Yang Qi sent them primeval god skills in the form of paper talismans.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these talismans contain powerful primeval god skills. Use them, and you can temporarily become thousands of times stronger, and at the same time, weaken your enemy by thousands of times. When used in battle, they can ensure that no one will possibly be able to stand up to you. With my talismans, you can simply cut down anyone who dares to defy you! I hereby give you the right to execute anyone who breaks the law, although you're prohibited from tyrannical abuse. We're now part of a larger alliance, so all old grudges are hereby wiped out. The best example is how the grudge between myself and Houselord God Bastard is now a thing of the past. The same goes for all of you, got it?"

Feeling somewhat shaken, the gathered sect leaders accepted the talismans and went out to take the lead.

"Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Huangfu Genesis, Su Xin, the five of us are the top experts in the alliance now, so let's join forces and set up the main spell formation."

"Er..." Su Xin said hesitantly, "shouldn't we have a meeting to talk things over first?"

"If you want a meeting, we can do it right here and now," he replied coolly. "I'm guessing that you aren't very happy about how things turned out, and aren't willing to accept it. But in the end, the circumstances should outweigh our personal desires. The Executors of the Ancient Road aren't just going to let us go about our merry way. Therefore, I want your help to create this formation, and I hope you won't hold anything back in terms of cultivation base or magical treasures."

"League-Lord, don't you have the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart?" Su Xin said. "That was how you defeated us moments ago. With the chart under your control, what need is there for spell formations?"

"What? The Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart?"

Houselord God Bastard and Huangfu Genesis were both visibly stunned. Clearly, they had been unaware that Yang Qi had a trump card of that level.

Yang Qi smiled coolly. He knew full well that Su Xin was trying to undermine him by revealing his trump cards. However, he didn't care. Su Xin was beautiful and clever, but he knew that it would only be a matter of time before he killed her. "The Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart is the last line of defense. Besides, would you people willingly enter the chart if I asked you to?"

"Let's not make use of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart for now," Houselord God Bastard said. He knew full well the potentially catastrophic consequences of what going into the chart could entail. After all, no one below the level of a god could escape from inside.

"What kind of formation did you want to create, League-Lord?" Huangfu Genesis said. "Don't tell me you have something stronger than Destructionless Castle itself?"

"Destructionless Castle?" Yang Qi said. He snorted coldly. "You think this thing is impressive? It's more like a toy. The spell formation I intend to create is modeled after the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, the True-Devil Unspoiled-by-Myriad-Kalpas-and-Tribulations Body, the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and a variety of other energy arts. Once activated, no form of evil will be able to penetrate it!"

"What? The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth?! You know that?"

All of the experts were stunned.

"Don't tell me that you're..."

"That's right, I am," Yang Qi said proudly. "I'm the bearer of the God Legion Seal, which makes me the mightiest figure in the Immortal Dao Age. I'm on the same level as Proud Heaven. You see, I didn't even need to resort to using the God Legion Seal to deal with you four. If I had, do you think you would be sitting here talking to me right now?"

"Impossible!" Houselord God Bastard said. "The God Legion Seal and King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions are incompatible. How could you use them both?"

"That's nothing. I cultivate the Unspoiled Body together with the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, which is something no one else has ever succeeded at. Not even in the god world. Furthermore, I've gained enlightenment of the divine abilities of the Great Necropolis. The Great Necropolis will definitely be mine one day. I couldn't care less about Proud Heaven, the Executors of the Ancient Road, or even the people from the Primeval Age. Sooner or later, everyone will either submit to me, or die." In order to further crush their spirits, he said, "Mu Renwang, Su Xin, did you really think that getting those eighteen godpower seeds from you was the only way for me to get stronger? Wrong. I would have gotten stronger regardless."

"You..." Su Xin's face drained of blood. All of a sudden, everything made sense to her. She thought back to how no one had been able to beat Yang Qi, then thought about how she had been foiled by him at every turn. Now, he was vastly stronger than before, and had defeated everyone who stood in his way. Not even the Woodfern Couple Palace, Genesis Sanctum, and House of God Bastards working together could outdo him. In the past, she had hoped to use him to get rid of her enemies, but now she didn't dare to do anything to defy him, and instead had to follow his every order.

"Enough talking," Yang Qi said. "Prepare to begin work. Here's the formation chart, and the list of ingredients needed from the god world. I'm sure that you have these items in your storehouses, so bring them out immediately."

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Chapter 1089: The Initial Structure of the Sec

A massive construction effort was underway.

There was a huge buzz of activity as countless organizations mobilized their forces and brought them to the vicinity of Destructionless Castle. Meanwhile, League-Lord Yang Qi, Houselord God Bastard, Su Xin, Mu Renwang, and Huangfu Genesis were working together to create a grand spell formation. The formation looked like an enormous necropolis that covered the entire area. Unexpectedly, there was actually a virtual god world inside, complete with a pulsing greyspace and killing intent. The vital energy that pulsed out of it was nothing ordinary in nature, and was in fact like a power from the god world that transformed everything it touched.

"Immortal World Seizing!"

Suddenly, Yang Qi reached out and made a grasping motion, plucking a thousandth ranked immortal world seemingly out of thin air. Even as it appeared, it shrank down, its greyspace melting away until it was nothing more than a fist-sized śarīra, which he then set into one of the spell formation's eyes.

That was the power that Yang Qi was now capable of, and he wasn't done. Next, he reached out and grabbed an immortal world with a rank of two thousand.

It was impossible to say how he was doing it, but one world after another shrank down and became a part of the spell formation. Even more shocking, people began to realize that godrelics were appearing from the depths of the Great Necropolis, many of them from locations just as deadly as Destructionless Castle.

In fact, one of the experts present noticed a volcano flying in their direction and exclaimed, "Is that the Nine Divisions Mountain of Flames!? According to rumors, one of the ancient flame gods perished there. Anyone who tries to explore the place ends up being burned alive. I ventured into the area around it once and found a god item created by a god of flame. But he's just pulling the entire god item over here?"

"Did you just call him 'he'?! He's the league-lord, show some respect! He's as mighty as a god, and his acts are beyond our comprehension!"

"You're right. The formation that the league-lord is building is incomparably fierce. At the very least, it's going to keep us very safe. There's no way the Executors of the Ancient Road will be able to hit us with a deadly blow with the league-lord here to stop them."

"That's why we need to do our best to stay on the league-lord's good side. Do our best, work hard, and fight the Executors of the Ancient Road."

"The grand spell formation is starting to take shape. According to the league-lord's instructions, we need to organize our sects according to the preheaven designs of the five phases, eight trigrams, and nine palaces. With those elements in the formation, not even a myriad of tribulations can hurt us."

"I wonder if the House of God Bastards, Woodfern Couple Palace, and Genesis Sanctum will make a move against the league-lord. They obviously detest him!"

"It doesn't matter. You can tell what's really going on here: the league-lord has completely put them in their place. Hmph! They're the kind of people who can only bully the weak and fear the strong, so they're nothing to worry about. As long as we stick close to each other and the league-lord, they won't do a thing to us."

Yang Qi was using his control over the power of the Great Necropolis to grab immortal worlds and godrelics and use them however he wished. They were from places that only mid Terrifying experts would normally explore, but it was an easy task for him.

It was like something that only the Creator could do, and it ensured that no one dared to say anything negative about him, lest they end up dead. It also lent further dignity to the situation.

Yang Qi felt the flows of destiny burning more brightly as they flowed into his Wheel of Fate. As for Houselord God Bastard and the others, they were cooperating begrudgingly, and at the same time, were coming to realize that Yang Qi's cultivation base really was too powerful. That was especially true considering they were in the Great Necropolis. Here, he was essentially invincible. Su Xin and Mu Renwang continued wallowing in remorse, and were convinced that if Yang Qi hadn't taken those eighteen godpower seeds, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Of course, Yang Qi didn't have just eighteen. He had more than twenty, which meant that the power he could wield vastly surpassed that of any other Inheritor.

He had fully assimilated them, which meant they couldn't be taken away, and that put him in a position of being able to cut down any other Inheritor he ran into.

There were other Inheritors who were members of the alliance, but Yang Qi didn't need to do anything about them. He now saw that he actually didn't need their godpower seeds. There was a location deep in the Great Necropolis where the seeds grew; if he traveled there, he would be able to absorb the essence of the necropolis and learn all of its secrets.

Just now, he had learned something new about the Great Necropolis, namely, something regarding the relationship between it and the Inheritors.

As the spell formation took shape, it grew more and more mighty, filling everyone with a feeling of safety. All they had to do was stay close to the formation.

Everyone from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect had immense power, especially the sectlord. They took the lead in keeping order amongst the various factions, similar to how, back in the original Dao Defense League, there had been the two emissaries, nine dharmarajas and twenty-four god-generals.

The new power structure emerged so quickly that the other three major sects were unable to interfere. Besides, they all knew that if they dared to challenge Yang Qi, he wouldn't let the matter rest until they were all dead. Right now, their only hope was to let some time pass, then put together a conspiracy to get rid of Yang Qi. After all, there was no way an alliance this large could be fully united.

'Without getting some allies,' thought Houselord God Bastard, 'it won't be easy to take down Yang Qi. It's too bad the Woodfern Couple Palace and Genesis Sanctum hate each other so much. I doubt they'll ever resolve their differences, which means we might never have a chance to make a move. What should we do? Bring in some outsiders?'

Ten years passed in which the new alliance consolidated forces and built their power structure.

To cultivators, ten years could be like nothing more than the blink of an eye. In fact, to them, periods of time such as a thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred million years could be considered trivial.

During the ten years that passed, the grand spell formation reached an embryonic form. Yang Qi added countless immortal worlds to it, and too many godrelics to count. Soon, people realized that the formation resembled the Great Necropolis itself, to the point where Destructionless Castle didn't even exist anymore.

Numerous factions had been sent out into the Great Necropolis to occupy garrisons, and the destiny available to Yang Qi continually grew stronger. Thanks to his control over the formation, the three other major sects didn't dare to defy him; for all intents and purposes, he controlled them.

RUMBLE!

Vital energy stirred in the void, even though the grand spell formation was still only in its early stages of construction.

"Excellent," Yang Qi said, folding his hands in his lap. "The Sage Monarch Grand Formation has finally taken shape. Now it just needs some time to mature and come to completion." During the ten years that had passed, his cultivation base had become more refined and his understanding of the energy arts of the Great Necropolis had deepened. Meanwhile, the other four experts exchanged awkward glances as they realized that, in contrast, their cultivation bases had done little more than recover in the last ten years.

In other words, Yang Qi was even more unimaginably powerful than before.

He was farther beyond them than ever, which meant that his authority was only increasing. Sadly for them, there was nothing they could do about the situation. It was obvious that the factions within the alliance all worshipped Yang Qi as their leader.

Furthermore, because Yang Qi had just spent ten years working on the spell formation, it was easy to tell how the balance of power was truly distributed. For example, although his immortal-slaying clone usually remained hidden in the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect, word had spread that Yang Qi had an expert there who was in the mid Terrifying level.

How could they possibly show any defiance when Yang Qi had a mid Terrifying expert up his sleeve?

That hidden expert was one reason why the four experts hadn't tried to make a move on Yang Qi during the past ten years. A second reason was that they had heard that the person who really controlled the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart was another mid Terrifying expert.

With experts like that out there, it would be very easy to fall victim to an assassination attempt, and either get killed or seriously wounded. At the moment, no one dared to take on Yang Qi.

Perhaps if it had been him alone, they might have tried to plot against him. Instead, they had to bide their time. However, they knew that they had to do something eventually, otherwise they would never get a chance.

During the ten years that passed, the person from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect that progressed the most was Jadefall. Thanks to help from Yang Qi, her psychic scale was already above ninety.

Considering how many organizations Yang Qi controlled now, he had access to virtually any spirit medicine, not to mention the destiny and power at his command.

Thanks to his Wheel of Fate, Yang Qi could easily help his followers improve their psychic scales.

Seeing that the countless superpower sects were well organized and the work with the spell formation was mostly done, Houselord God Bastard said, "League-Lord, we've been working hard for ten years, and really need to get some rest. Su Xin, Mu Renwang, Huangfu Genesis and I would like some time to work on our cultivation bases a bit. Is that possible?"

"Go ahead..."

The four experts exchanged glances, then said their goodbyes.

Yang Qi knew exactly what was going on; they would soon meet secretly to try to figure out a way to keep his power in check.

1. The author actually got this point wrong and mixed up the numbers a bit, so I corrected it. Originally there were nine dharmarajas and twenty-four god-generals (), although that number later changed to eighteen dharmarajas and thirty-six god-generals () when Yang Qi took power.

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Chapter 1090: Proud Heaven's Son

All of the major powers under heaven were currently in Yang Qi's control, and he was feeling very pleased. He even let his four enemies go plot amongst themselves about how to deal with him. After all, he didn't think that Mu Renwang and Su Xin would ever truly ally with Huangfu Genesis, and they might even report information about him to Yang Qi.

As he watched them head to their various palaces, he smiled coldly.

Even the House of God Bastards' headquarters had been brought to the new central location.

It was a huge mountain, covered with grotesquely-shaped jagged rocks and battered by harsh energy winds that screamed like ghosts and were filled with an aura of sin and enmity.

The specific name of the headquarters was 'Cursed Bastard Mountain'.

It was home to a host of god bastards, and was in fact a preheaven god item created, not in the human world, but in the god world, using a host of energies filled with sin and enmity. It existed on a much higher level than ordinary god items, and the energies of sin and enmity within it could be transformed into chains that would sweep out and lock on to any enemy, making it impossible for them to escape.

But now it was inside the spell formation Yang Qi had created, which was so powerful it would cause dragons to coil up and tigers to crouch down.

Everything was flourishing, causing Yang Qi to nod in satisfaction. After becoming the league-lord, he was struck with the sensation that he was soon going to end up facing Proud Heaven. After all, the more important he became, the more powerful entities he ended up having contact with.

WHOOSH!

Even as he stood in the middle of his grand spell formation thinking about this, a beam of light suddenly appeared noiselessly in front of him.

Yang Qi reached out and grabbed it, and the light resolved into the shape of an enormous godmammoth, trumpeting in rage. Instantly, his arm went numb.

'The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth? This reminds me of the God Legion Seal!'

He looked left and right, but didn't see anyone. Then he peered closer at the golden godmammoth. Suddenly, it surged with golden light, and at the same time, a voice spoke into his ear. "Yang Qi, do you want to destroy Proud Heaven? Then join me. This godmammoth will lead you to me."

The golden godmammoth then shot off into the distance. Without hesitation, Yang Qi followed, wondering who could possibly have been thinking the same thing as him. Could it be the bearer of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age? And that person wanted to join forces with him to kill Proud Heaven?

Or could this be a trick by Proud Heaven himself?

Regardless, Yang Qi felt that true confidence stems from superb skill. Besides, his immortal-slaying clone was now in the mid Terrifying level. Together, there were few people who could possibly cause a problem for them.

After all, the power they could now unleash from the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart was unimaginable.

Even if they did end up facing a deadly situation, they could easily turn ill fortune into good luck. For the moment, he wasn't worried, and decided that it would be worth it to follow this godmammoth and learn more about what opportunities might be at hand.

Yang Qi followed the godmammoth into the depths of the Great Necropolis, confident that with the purrling back in the alliance, nothing untoward would happen. During the ten years that had passed, the purrling had grown a bit despite its continuing refusal to eat, begging the question of how exactly it was growing.

Deeper and deeper they went, until Yang Qi could see many surrounding immortal worlds with a rank of two thousand, and the pressure building up around him was tremendous. Thankfully, he was stronger than ever, with a psychic scale of a hundred and fifty and a cultivation base beyond the mid Terrifying level.

As he proceeded, the ranks of the worlds around him rose. Two thousand three hundred. Two thousand five hundred. Two thousand eight hundred.

He continued to fly on until, all of a sudden, an enormous immortal world appeared in front of him. It looked like a sphere of jade that was simultaneously made of flesh and blood, and its rank was three thousand!

A boundless and majestic aura pulsed off of it, but given Yang Qi's level, he wasn't particularly impressed. This immortal world was powerful, but he could still assimilate it if he had to. People with an ordinary Terrifying will convergence wouldn't be able to fly in an immortal world like this, much less pierce through space.

But Yang Qi could.

He was so far past the mid Terrifying level that he could even survive in the god world without any problems. Entering the three thousandth ranked immortal world, he took a deep breath and looked around. The clouds almost looked like they were made from liquid jade, and as they flowed into him, he used King Heaven-Devourer's talismans to transform them into streams of true energy.

Instantly, one Heaven-Devouring śarīra after another appeared.

Unfortunately, such śarīras were of little use to Yang Qi; only god worlds could be of help to him now. Therefore, he would give the śarīras to his subordinates.

Upon entering this enormous immortal world, the golden godmammoth faded away to nothing.

Yang Qi sent his divine will out, and as he did, streams of fog shot toward him.

Whoosh!

A finger attack pierced toward his forehead, the top of his head, his sea of energy... all of which were major acupoints on the body. It was an amazing technique that locked down everything in the area, making it impossible for the target to have any avenue of defense. And it absolutely thrummed with the dignity of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

Although Yang Qi had never encountered this specific technique before, he knew it had the same origin as his own technique.

Instead of using his own Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to counter it, he swept his finger out with three moves from the Unspoiled Body.

They were Sea of Tribulations Births Kalpas, I Shall Go to Hell, and Bearing Suffering. All of them were reflections of the mercy of the sages and mahātmās that conformed to the statement I will sacrifice myself and go to hell before I let anyone else do so. In other words, they involved bearing the suffering of the entire world.

The Unspoiled Body was about a single person bearing the suffering of everyone else, and using it as a form of training to reach unfathomable levels of invincibility.

Bam. Bam. Bam.

Three fingers met three fingers.

Then a person appeared, surrounded by crackling sounds like that of thunder. Meanwhile, Yang Qi shivered as though his vital energy had been struck. However, a short moment later, he stabilized it and was back to normal.

The person in front of him became clear. It was a man in a long black robe, with a long, crooked staff in his hand. Yang Qi recognized him immediately; he was none other than the Shepherd of the Fiend-Devil League.

"Shepherd?" Yang Qi said. "How can you use the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth?"

"I trust you've been well since we last met, boy?" the Shepherd said in a grating voice. "I can't believe you've actually cultivated the Unspoiled Body to the level of three hundred tribulations. From ancient times until now, not a single expert on the Ancient Road to the Gods has done that, not even with the sheepskin scroll. In fact, no one has even reached the level of a hundred. It seems you've really unlocked the secrets of that piece of the Mahātmā Jade you stole from me."

"What do you want, Shepherd," Yang Qi said. "To join the Sage Monarch League? Or take back that Mahātmā Jade? It seems to me you don't have what it takes to do the latter. Don't forget that your Fiend-Devil League is a big thorn in the side of the Executors of the Ancient Road. If we work together against a common enemy, we might survive. But if we start fighting each other, the executors will be the ones who benefit."

"You're growing up fast," the Shepherd replied. "It took you no time at all to become the league-lord of your so-called Sage Monarch League. You even got Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin and Huangfu Genesis under control. You have an incredible spell formation, and some sort of bizarre creature from the ancient past that makes you even more domineering. In any case, don't worry, I didn't come here today to fight you. No, I want you to meet someone... Proud World, please come out and meet your brother. Let's chat."

Laughter rang out as another person appeared. He was young, and pulsed with a golden aura that reminded Yang Qi of the golden imp of the God Legion Seal.

"Shepherd, it seems that you haven't yet mastered the bit of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth that I infused into you. Your Dracomammoth Finger is a quintessential aspect of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, but sadly, you haven't cleansed yourself of that fiend-devil aura of yours. You haven't become like a true sage or mahātmā of the god world."

Surprisingly, the young man had no traces of the God Legion Seal on him. It seemed like all of his energy arts had been given to him by another, which meant that he was obviously a pawn of Proud Heaven.

A pawn and a son.

What was amazing was that he was a mid Terrifying expert, with a psychic scale that surpassed a hundred and was actually impossible to read. Obviously, his cultivation of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth had allowed him to break through limitations that ordinary people could never surpass.

As he looked at Yang Qi, he didn't seem to have a trace of hostility in his eyes, and was in fact smiling broadly. "I'm your humble servant, Proud World. Well met, Brother. You're a son of Proud Heaven, and so am I. The two of us are half-brothers. Same father, different mothers."

Snorting coldly, Yang Qi flicked his sleeve and said, "There's no need to go on about that. You might be a son of Proud Heaven, but I'm not. I'm a Fateless One, born without any father or mother. I've come to this world to distort the river of fate, to transform the fate of the gods, and of heaven and earth. The trifling Proud Heaven doesn't deserve to be my father. In other words, there's no need for you to call me brother. What exactly do you want?"

"Well, you've got quite the personality!" Proud World said. "I like it! I can tell from your tone of voice that you have a big grudge with Proud Heaven, which makes you just the person I want to work with. If you didn't hate Proud Heaven, I wouldn't have asked you here today. Instead, I would have considered you an enemy."

Yang Qi was visibly taken aback by Proud World's words. "Are you saying you hate Proud Heaven too?"

Proud World's smile suddenly widened, and his shining white teeth somehow became profoundly eerie. "I don't just hate him. If I had an opportunity, I wouldn't mind eating him alive. I'm sure his flesh and blood would taste delicious. The mere thought of it causes me to shiver with delight! You see, Proud Heaven performed experiments on me, the kind that should have killed me. In the end, though, I ended up reaching this level because of it. And it was all thanks to him."

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Chapter 1091: Join Forces to Kill Proud Heaven?

Proud World chuckled, his face a picture of brutality and venom, as though he really did look forward to devouring Proud Heaven alive.

"Proud Heaven took me from the Ancient Road to the Gods because he said I had a special constitution and the blood of the gods. Although I don't have one of the three thousand unique constitutions, he said I was very unusual and special. Thus, he performed all sorts of experiments on me from the time I was very young. He gave me strange things to eat, imbued me with different kinds of energy arts. I really should have died. In the end, he absorbed my essence, taking away my blood of the gods. Sadly for him, it wasn't the time for me to die, and I managed to absorb some of his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth during the process.

"Now he's grooming me to become one of the magisters of the future world. However, I can't stand him, and although I'm enduring the situation silently, the truth is that I'm trying to find a way to kill him. Which is why I want to work with you. You see, I received information that indicates Proud Heaven will be coming to the Great Necropolis soon, which would be the perfect moment for us to strike! You could even take his God Legion Seal. What do you think?"

From the venom in Proud World's voice, Yang Qi could tell he harbored just as much hatred of Proud Heaven as Yang Qi himself.

Of course, he wouldn't simply take his words at face value. It was always hard to tell with people like this whether they were being honest or running a scam.

A mysterious smile appeared on Yang Qi's face. "Proud Heaven really does like to have pawns everywhere, doesn't he? Once he sees an opportunity, he starts manipulating things. Sort of like me. You see, he figured out early on that I was a Fateless One, and started trying to get at me even in the mortal world. So I'm definitely going to kill him. That said, if you want to form some sort of alliance, you need to provide evidence to prove you're acting in good faith. For instance, where are my mother, my Aunt Susu, and my Master being held captive?"

"They're in the god world," Proud World replied.

"What did you just say?" Yang Qi said, a tremor passing through him. "What are you talking about?"

"Proud Heaven had them sent to the god world. You see, he's not as simple a person as you thought. He actually has a base of operations in the god world already. He went there and worked on his cultivation for a few years before returning to handle other matters. As far as I know, he's the only person who has ever done such a thing. Nobody knows what happened during his time in the god world, but one thing is clear: his cultivation improved and he gained a greater mastery of fate."

"Seriously?" Yang Qi said, not quite willing to believe it.

"Whether you believe me or not is immaterial," Proud World replied grimly. "Facts are facts, and I'm telling you the truth. If you don't believe me, go ahead and search for your loved ones on your own. In the end, it won't matter if you go to the future world, or search the Ancient Road to the Gods. You won't find them. The truth is that because you almost killed my mother, I didn't want to tell you all of this. But in the interests of killing Proud Heaven, I'm telling you now. Is that enough to show you I'm acting in good faith?"

"I almost killed your mother?" Yang Qi said suspiciously. "Don't tell me your mother is..."

"That's right," Proud World replied. "My mother is Empress Joyflower. Back on the Ancient Road to the Gods, she fell victim to Proud Heaven, and now she's in a very bad situation, considering you destroyed her sect."

Yang Qi snorted. "She's made out quite well thanks to that 'disaster' of hers. Some other enemy of Proud Heaven ended up rescuing her from my hands. Presumably it was the bearer of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age. But you probably already knew that, didn't you?"

Proud World chuckled coldly. "Of course. If it weren't for her savior messaging me, how would I have known my mother's fate? In any case, such matters are inconsequential. Proud Heaven is the person we should be worrying about. The bearer of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age is named Doom. His entire clan was slaughtered by Proud Heaven, down to the ninth generation. All of his friends were killed, too, leaving him as the sole survivor. He came to the Immortal Dao Age with a deep desire to get revenge on Proud Heaven. In fact, I've already come to an agreement with him. He'll join the effort to kill Proud Heaven. If two bearers of the God Legion Seal work together, one from the Primeval Age and one from the Immortal Dao Age, then your combined energy arts should be more than enough to kill him."

After a moment of thought, Yang Qi said, "I doubt that will be enough to kill him. If Proud Heaven is as fierce as you just described, and if he's really been in the god world, then I bet he already knows that we're considering working together."

Suddenly, a peal of laughter rang out and another person blurred onto the scene. He was surrounded by golden light and created a host of countless projections around him that resolved into the image of a middle-aged man in a golden robe.

Yang Qi could already sense the aura of the God Legion Seal on him.

Yang Qi's heart immediately began to pound, and he was glad he had already forsaken the God Legion Seal and had it sealed in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. Otherwise, he would have immediately formed a resonance with this newcomer.

It was a strange feeling to finally be in the presence of someone else with a God Legion Seal. Nodding slightly, Yang Qi said, "So you're Doom. Back when I was destroying the Joyflower Palace, you jumped in and saved Empress Joyflower. And you hit me with a very vicious blow, which I survived. Just so you know, I've improved a lot. Hitting me like that again won't be easy."

"I hit you with that blow as a matter of course, that's all," replied Doom. "Where is your God Legion Seal? Hidden somewhere? Could it be that you've really abandoned it now that you cultivate the Unspoiled Body?"

Yang Qi laughed. "I just removed myself from the constraints of the seal, that's all. I'm creating my own dao. In fact, I'd advise you to also forsake the God Legion Seal, otherwise you'll eventually fall so deeply under its control that you'll be damned by myriad tribulations. The seal isn't an auspicious thing."

"Nonsense," Doom replied. "The God Legion Seal is the most glorious thing in existence. It makes you a successor of the Sovereign Lord himself. If you cast aside the seal, then you will eventually lose the glory of the legion of gods. In any case, if you don't want your God Legion Seal, then give it to me." He extended his hand expectantly.

"Fine. Give me something of equal value to trade for it, and I'll give it to you."

An awkward expression appeared on Doom's face. How could he possibly produce any treasure of equal value to the God Legion Seal? Obviously he couldn't, as nothing could compare to the seal.

"Stop bickering, you two," said Proud World. "We're all here for the same reason, and that's because we want to kill Proud Heaven. The two of you bear God Legion Seals just like Proud Heaven. And the truth is that the only thing that can counter a God Legion Seal is another God Legion Seal. That's why I brought the two of you here today. By the way, Doom, what about my mother?"

"Your mother is fine. She's right here. She's become my woman, and is therefore under my protection. Step forth..." A golden halo appeared, and Empress Joyflower stepped out.

A strange expression could be seen on Proud World's face. "Mother, have you really become his woman?"

"I have," she replied. "The more I piss off Proud Heaven, the better. Maybe he'll get mad enough that he'll make a mistake. Have a lapse in judgment. That could be the perfect opportunity for you. Besides, back in the day of the Joyflower Palace, I had plenty of male consorts. So what's the big deal?"

"Fine, Mother, you do as you wish. As immortals, we obviously don't pay much attention to things like that. As long as we end up killing Proud Heaven, anything will be worth it. The pain I endured thanks to his experiments were like the tortures of hell. Unless I eat him alive, how could I possibly put my hatred to rest?"

"What about the Joyflower Palace, Yang Qi?" Empress Joyflower said. "I want it back. I was the one who built it, it's mine."

"That's fine," Yang Qi replied, waving his hand dismissively. "Considering I'm going to work with your son to kill Proud Heaven, you can have it back. Besides, I'm the league-lord of the Sage Monarch League of the Ancient Road to the Gods, so why would I care about some tiny Joyflower Palace? Of course, you'll have to join the Sage Monarch League. And getting you back there might be a bit problematic at the moment. I guess it'll have to wait until I have the time. Agreed?"

"Mother, this isn't worth bickering about," Proud World said. "Do you know how strong the Sage Monarch League is? A hair from its proverbial head would be stronger than a million Joyflower Palaces put together. Just wait until we kill Proud Heaven, crush the Executors of the Ancient Road, and vanquish the Great Necropolis savages. Then we can go to the god world and have a fresh start. What's the point of worrying about the bugs in this world?"

"He's right," said Doom. "Yang Qi, whatever grudges we had between us aren't worth mentioning. I've subjugated quite a few of the Great Necropolis locals, and I was originally thinking of using them to destroy your alliance. But after the show you put on slaughtering the agents I sent, I realized that working with you to take down Proud Heaven would be much better. Do you agree? If you want, we can forget about the past and turn weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk."

"I concur," Proud World said. "Brother Doom has a lot of the Great Necropolis locals under his control. And his Doom Sect gets stronger every day, to the point where it even rivals the Executors of the Ancient Road. With his help, we should be able to slaughter the forces of the future world."

Yang Qi frowned. "Aren't you from the future world? Are you saying you're going to exterminate your own people?"

"That's right!" Proud World said. "I'm going to kill everyone from the future world; that's my goal. The truth is that Proud Heaven and the other nine magisters are all incredibly powerful. The only reason they haven't accomplished more is that they're always fighting amongst themselves. You see, the magisters all have power indexes of nine thousand or more, and psychic scales of two hundred! Do you have any idea what that means? It means they're all destined to reach the god world sooner or later. Unfortunately, the Great Necropolis came and blocked their path to godly ascension."

"What? The ten magisters are that fierce? Psychic scales of two hundred? Doesn't that put them close to the peak of the Terrifying level? If they're that strong, why haven't they just conquered everything? What are they doing just sitting around in the future world?" Yang Qi's heart was pounding at the mere thought of people that strong.

"Because they're busy dealing with the god Brahma. He's constantly struggling to free himself, and it would spell catastrophe for the future world if he got out."

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Chapter 1092: The Last of King Immortal-Slayer's Legacy Medallions

"Yes," said Doom. "The ten magisters of the future world really are that strong. You can hardly imagine their reign of terror when they slaughtered countless experts of the Primeval Age and took all of our resources. If it weren't for the fact that they're so preoccupied keeping Brahma in check and can't travel about with their true selves, I would already be dead, and the God Legion Seal would be in their hands. You see, it's only by using Brahma's power that they opened the passageway to the Primeval Age."

"The god Brahma...?" Yang Qi said. He chuckled darkly. "I almost forgot about him. I guess no matter how weak he is, he's still a god. And gods aren't the kind of entities that mortals can easily deal with."

"That's exactly right," said Empress Joyflower. "The ten magisters can't use their true selves, and that includes Proud Heaven. Killing one of his incarnations won't do any good."

"Killing one of his incarnations would indeed be pointless," Doom said. "However, he's planning to come here as his true self, while leaving an incarnated clone behind to suppress Brahma. Thanks to my God Legion Seal, I can sense his imminent arrival. In fact, he might even be here already."

Doom's words chilled everyone to the bone, and Yang Qi almost felt as if Proud Heaven were already right there in their presence.

He was the kind of person who could appear and disappear unpredictably, which made him very difficult to defend against. However, Yang Qi refused to believe that Proud Heaven could defeat two bearers of the God Legion Seal who were working together against him.

"By the way," Yang Qi said, "when I was fighting for the position of league-lord, a strange man in a bronze mask showed up and used a whip technique from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. It seemed to me that he had some of the battle will of Proud Heaven's God Legion Seal, in addition to some of yours, Doom. Who was he? One of the pawns you sent to interfere?"

"Wait, what happened?" Doom asked, looking stunned.

Proud World also looked surprised. "What exactly did he look like?"

Yang Qi described the man and the fight, but that only caused Doom and Proud World to frown more deeply.

"I'd say it's highly likely he's one of Proud Heaven's men," Proud World said.

"No, that's not possible," Yang Qi said. "He actually cursed Proud Heaven, unless he did that on purpose to sow confusion."

"Maybe it was someone groomed by one of the other magisters," Doom said. "None of them really like Proud Heaven. You see, in the beginning, the ten magisters agreed to share the use of the God Legion Seal. But in the end, Proud Heaven took sole control of it. The only downside for him was that he paid a very heavy price to succeed. If I were to guess, I'd say your mysterious masked man was the son of another magister, which is the only explanation for how he could be so strong. In the past, I personally fought with each and every one of the magisters, and it's entirely possible that they siphoned some of the energy of my version of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth."

His explanation did seem to make sense, and the atmosphere was already starting to soften. At the very least, they weren't facing off with swords drawn and arrows nocked.

"So what's the plan to deal with Proud Heaven?" Yang Qi asked.

"He's not going to be easy to fight," said Doom, "but that doesn't mean we can't deal with him." Looking at Proud World, he continued, "If Yang Qi and I work together to seek further enlightenment of our God Legion Seals, I think we'll find the answer."

"What would happen if you were to combine your God Legion Seals? I guess the only downside is that the result would be a single seal, and the two of you wouldn't be able to split it. In other words, one of you would have to kill the other." Proud World chuckled.

Doom gave a cold harrumph. "It's a given that there can only be one God Legion Seal in the end. So it's a foregone conclusion that Yang Qi and I will ultimately be enemies. But for now, we're not. So my suggestion is that, in order to deal with Proud Heaven, we reveal the secrets of our respective versions of the seal. We exchange all of our energy arts, but don't combine the seals. After all, once fused, they can't be separated." He looked over at Yang Qi. "Of that, I'm sure you're aware. However, if we do kill Proud Heaven, I have a way to resolve the situation. Proud Heaven has already created an undying body, and considering he's been to the god world, I wouldn't be surprised if he's already joined the legion of gods. He has a deathless will, which means that, generally speaking, he'll be impossible to kill. Unfortunately for him, I've already figured out a way to do just that!"

"Kill him? How?" Yang asked. He had already come to the conclusion that Proud Heaven had a boundless fate that made him impossible to kill. In fact, he wasn't confident at all that this little alliance would be enough to actually take him down.

"Simple," Doom said. "We use King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions!"

"What? King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions?"

"He's right," Proud World said, a sinister grin appearing on his face. "I know that you have eight of them, Yang Qi, which means you're missing one. If you were to get all of them together, you would resurrect the will of King Immortal-Slayer. And what would Proud Heaven count for compared to him? We can definitely use King Immortal-Slayer's will to cut him down, and then we'll have the third God Legion Seal!"

"Are you saying you have the ninth legacy medallion?" Yang Qi said. "The one that was originally created from King Immortal-Slayer's heart? If so, let me see it. That legacy medallion is only one of Proud Heaven's many plots to kill me."

"I do have it," Proud World replied, "but not on me. It's in the future world. You see, it's of critical importance in the effort to suppress Brahma. However, I could probably get into the treasure storehouse and steal it. What do you think?"

"We could kill Proud Heaven that way," Yang Qi said in a cool voice. "Unfortunately... if King Immortal-Slayer's will is resurrected, the first thing he'll do is attack me."

"Wrong," Doom said. "The first thing he'll do is make a move on the God Legion Seal. You see, King Immortal-Slayer's greatest enemies were always the Sovereign Lord, the godmammoths, and the God Legion Seal. Besides, in the moment of his resurrection, it's his will that will awaken, not his entire person. So it's not as if he'll be that fearful. Remember, his legacy medallions only contain a very small and weak portion of his energy and power, not enough for a full resurrection. That said, his resurrected will would still be beyond our ability to deal with, and that goes for Proud Heaven as well."

"I'm guessing you have a way to control that resurrected will?" Yang Qi said.

"Exactly. What we do is release his will in the main headquarters in the future world. That way, he'll destroy them. Not even Proud Heaven will be able to escape. We need to do it while Proud Heaven is still there in the future world. We need to strike first! Open the passage, free Brahma, release King Immortal-Slayer, combine the legacy medallions, then return here. With us gone, Proud Heaven will be the only person in the future world with a God Legion Seal, which means that he'll become the biggest target for King Immortal-Slayer's will. After he's dead, we can go back and clean up."

"Not a bad plan," Yang Qi said. "Unfortunately, it's easy to invite a god in, but hard to send it away. How are we supposed to get King Immortal-Slayer's will under control after releasing it? What if his will manages to track us down here? Then we'd end up just like Proud Heaven. Dead. Don't forget that King Immortal-Slayer was so mighty he threw the god world into turmoil. He might be able to help us, but it won't be out of kindness." Yang Qi still didn't feel very confident in succeeding.

Doom thought for a moment. "We just need to get Proud Heaven into the Great Necropolis. You see, there's more to my plan than I've explained so far, and some of it has to do with some things I've learned about the necropolis. You've become an Inheritor, right? I have to say, I was surprised by that, because the necropolis doesn't have anything to do with the God Legion Seal. And understanding its profundities is the key to crushing and killing, not just someone like Proud Heaven, but also the will of King Immortal-Slayer. You can use it to bury him. To seal him."

"What exactly is the Great Necropolis?" Yang Qi asked.

At this point, Proud World cut in and said, "I believe it comes from a time before the god world. Before the Sovereign Lord was even born. It's impossible to say why it suddenly showed up to block the Ancient Road to the Gods. The only thing I can think of is that dramatic events unfolded in the god world.

"Besides, we've already explored most of what the Great Necropolis has to offer. The immortal worlds with a rank of three thousand are the core of the necropolis. Of course, there are more mysteries to be uncovered; for example, we don't know exactly how the godpower seeds came to be. That secret lies with the so-called essence of the Great Necropolis. Although, I have the feeling we'll soon find out the details of such secrets.

"Do you know another reason why we want to work with you, Yang Qi? Because of your immense potential. You've become an Inheritor, so as long as you can find where the godpower seeds originate, then we'll definitely have what it takes to deal with Proud Heaven. In fact, you could probably even imprison King Immortal-Slayer's will and gain absolute control over the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart."

"Even more amazing, if you think about it," Doom continued, "is that we can use King Immortal-Slayer's will to fight the Great Necropolis. Perhaps we can even move it! And if we did that, we could once again walk the Ancient Road to the Gods and go to the god world. There are many things we could accomplish by working together."

"So that's your plan," Yang Qi said. He had to admit that he felt some admiration for this group. Although the plan had yet to be carried out, it was definitely ambitious and worthy of respect.

Use King Immortal-Slayer to deal with Proud Heaven. Use the Great Necropolis to suppress King Immortal-Slayer. Use that to move the Great Necropolis. Then, finally, get a chance at godly ascension.

Everything was connected, and it could theoretically lead to immense benefits. However, Yang Qi was still convinced that it couldn't possibly play out as smoothly as described. They needed to take things slowly, for instance, by first coming to understand more of the secrets of the Great Necropolis. After all, he was an Inheritor now, so he couldn't very well cause problems for his own foundation.

"Alright," he said with a nod. Looking at Doom, he continued, "You tell me all of the cultivation methods that came with your God Legion Seal, and I'll do the same. We'll do it via divine will."

"Alright!" Doom said, then took the initiative to send out a stream of divine will.

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Chapter 1093: Other Magics

Doom and Yang Qi's divine wills connected, and they began a session of cultivation. Neither was interested in causing mischief, as neither felt that there was any point in trying to deceive the other. Right now, the most important task at hand was killing Proud Heaven.

Besides, Yang Qi had reached the point where he honestly didn't care much about the God Legion Seal. It was simply another martial arts asset in his arsenal. Even if he lost it, he would still be profoundly domineering, and would still be able to reach an incredibly high level.

Therefore, he didn't hold back, and transmitted all of the energy arts and cultivation methods of his version of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth into Doom's mind. Besides, once Doom took them and started cultivating them, he would form even more profound dependency-devils.

Although they would give him a big boost to his cultivation base, making him much stronger, that was a temporary thing. In the long run, it would make his path of cultivation more difficult.

It was different with Yang Qi. As he acquired new methods from the God Legion Seal, he used his psychic power and Unspoiled Body, coupling strength and gentleness to produce marvelous transformations.

One person was relying completely on the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and the other was only using it as a reference point. The two of them had different ways of thinking, and they led to different results.

Yang Qi didn't hold anything back from Doom. He provided his Infernal Deity Spear, Hellfire Crucible, Angel Wings, the Sovereign Lord's Holy and Far-Reaching Consummate Omnicurse, the Heaven-God Hell-Exterminating Devil Embryo, and everything else.

As for Doom, he started out slowly and didn't immediately give Yang Qi everything that he knew. But as Yang Qi's information poured into his mind, a look of shock appeared on his face as he realized that Yang Qi was obviously not holding back at all. At that point, he did the same, and began pouring knowledge from his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth into Yang Qi.

The first technique Yang Qi received was a powerful psychic technique called the Unfeeling Mammoth-Heart Body.

Upon cultivating it, one's spirit became incredibly tough, like the skin of a mammoth. After all, mammoths could trample the thistles and thorns of the jungle floor without the slightest impediment.

Next came another transformative psychic magic called the Great Dao of the Steel Heart. It involved using a psyche that was backed by a great dao to batter one's own heart, giving it the power to endure anything.

More techniques came flowing in.

The World-King's God-Assimilating Grand Magic.

The Surpassing the True-Self Heaven-Melting Dao-Shattering Will.

The Psychic-Creation Many-Heavens Godhood Secret Magic.

The Holy Grand Magic of Illuminating Radiance and Light.

The Grand Reverse-Light-Stream Empty-Spirit Ascension Art.

The Daoist Sutra of the Unbounded-Psychic Void.

The Deathless God-Ordaining True Empyrean.

The Essence-Moulding Psychic Lightning.

Most of the techniques seemed to involve psychic cultivation of some sort, and the highest level of them all was something called the Annulled Grand Magic. Supposedly, it was the quintessence of what the Sovereign Lord had used in his attempt to gain enlightenment of the Annulled level of will convergence.

As Yang Qi pored through the new information with his psyche and will, he came to understand many areas of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth that had once been a mystery to him. His psychic power became like rivers of silver streaming through him, causing his psyche to begin climbing to a higher level.

It was almost like there had been a treasure storehouse in front of him that he had never been able to enter. But then someone came along with a key and opened it up, revealing mountains of gold and silver.

Even Yang Qi's sea of consciousness began transforming. The magical laws within him collapsed and formed together, then repeated the process millions upon millions of times. His psychic power was receiving a true baptism, and soon, his psychic scale was climbing again. From one hundred fifty, it rose to one hundred sixty, seventy, eighty, until it finally stopped at one hundred ninety-nine, just shy of two hundred.

Unfortunately, he still hadn't broken through to the mid Terrifying level.

Thanks to all of the new enlightenment of the various daoist magics, his true energy thrummed inside him, condensing and even crystallizing. Nascent divinities began forming, created from vital energy. And at the same time, impurities were extruded from within him.

Suddenly, tribulation characters from the Unspoiled Body appeared, and he rose higher in his level as he passed them.

For cultivators and mortals alike, the psyche was the basis of everything. If your psyche was indestructible, you could cultivate any type of energy art, even the godly-class versions.

Yang Qi sat there unmoving, with golden light swirling around his head. Eventually, that golden light covered his entire body, then he once again transformed in the most fundamental of ways.

The process lasted for seven days and nights.

Doom was experiencing the same thing, and was rapidly rising in strength. With Yang Qi's version of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth combining with his own, he was experiencing all sorts of transformations. Of course, he wasn't benefiting nearly as much as Yang Qi was.

Yang Qi's psychic techniques and Unspoiled Body made it possible for him to gain far more enlightenment. Besides, he was also improving his Purrfect God Art and Great Necropolis abilities. Little did any of these people know that his Purrfect God Art was actually his most powerful technique now.

When they finished, Proud World stepped forward and said, "Excellent. The two of you have both gained further enlightenment. Although, I cultivate the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth too. Even though I don't have a God Legion Seal, I do have the true energy of the seal within me. Might it be possible for the two of you to help me out a bit?"

"No problem at all!" Yang Qi said, and quickly sent some cultivation techniques into his mind.

In response, Doom's expression flickered. "Brother Yang Qi, he has a boundless art of battle as well that he could give you in return. After all, Proud Heaven's God Legion Seal focuses on the techniques of fighting and battle. It would be a real pity to not get some of them."

"Er..." Proud World said, then shook his head. "I got some of his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, but the truth is that I only got a tiny portion of his will of battle. Too little to be of use. I actually rely on another set of techniques for that." It looked more like Proud World didn't want to give up his knowledge of the technique.

Yang Qi immediately severed the will connection he had just created, leaving behind only a tiny fraction of the enlightenment he could have. Of course, he already knew the secrets of Proud Heaven's will of battle, but he wasn't about to reveal that now.

By now, he had acquired at least bits of all of the various cultivation systems from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, although much of it was the result of piecing things together by instinct as opposed to cultivating the true and orthodox techniques. After all, to truly cultivate the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, one had to have the corresponding God Legion Seal.

Thankfully, all Yang Qi really needed was the mere technique or method; his need for the God Legion Seal only continued dropping as time passed.

"There's no need to argue," the Shepherd said. "As long as we stick together, we can fight Proud Heaven. Afterward, there will be plenty of time for negotiation. We're already much stronger as a group thanks to this exchange of techniques. Next, we need to come up with a step-by-step plan of how exactly we're going to deal with Proud Heaven."

"That's what I was thinking," Doom said. "Right now, we should find the essence of the Great Necropolis, the origin of the godpower seeds. That should give us more clues about how to fight Proud Heaven and resurrect the will of King Immortal-Slayer."

"I don't think that's particularly appropriate," Yang Qi said. During the past seven days of cultivation, Yang Qi had spent a lot of time thinking. Although it seemed like this group really had sought him out to join forces in dealing with Proud Heaven, it was still entirely possible this entire thing was some crafty plot. Perhaps they wanted to use his status as an Inheritor to search for the essence of the Great Necropolis, then get godpower seeds for themselves. Maybe then they would stab him in the back. After all, there was no way that Doom was simply going to forget about Yang Qi's God Legion Seal. It made sense to become 'friends' with him, then betray him later. After all, bearers of the God Legion Seal were similar to the Inheritors: they were supposed to fight each other like venomous bugs in a jar until only one came out on top in the end.

"Oh?" Proud World said, his eyes glittering. "What about it do you find inappropriate, Brother Yang Qi?"

"For one thing, the depths of the necropolis are very dangerous," he replied. "I can sense that clearly. If we go there, we need to have a very specific plan first. Furthermore, I think that using King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions to fight Proud Heaven is actually too dangerous. Considering how strong we all are, why don't we just team up and take Proud Heaven on directly?"

"I'm not confident that we could kill him," Proud Heaven replied. "I'm still his son, and I'm currently plotting behind his back. If we fail, he's going to find out the truth, and I'll be in extreme danger. We have to make sure it works the first time around."

"That's right, Yang Qi," Doom said. "This undertaking is nothing to take lightly. Remember, the God Legion Seal is at stake here. There's no way the other magisters of the future world will just sit idly by as we kill Proud Heaven and abscond with the God Legion Seal. If we make a move to kill Proud Heaven and fail, we'll be in profound danger."

"Then why don't we make some better plans?" Yang Qi said. "Remember, the Great Necropolis is dangerous as well. If we go deep inside and run into something unexpectedly dangerous, the organizations we lead will be left defenseless. I think I'd like to return to my sect for half a month or so to make certain arrangements for my departure, then meet back up afterward. What do you say?"

Inside, he was smiling coldly; he had already started planning how he would deal with the situation.

After a moment of thought, Proud World said, "I guess that's fine. I suppose you haven't fully exercised control over the House of God Bastards, Woodfern Couple Palace, and Genesis Sanctum. They could cause problems at any time. What if we came with you to help? We can crush those three organizations and make them your puppets. Then the Sage Monarch League would be fully stable. What do you think?"

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Chapter 1094: Making a Backward Thrus

Doom smiled coldly. "Exactly, Yang Qi. Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin and Huangfu Genesis are all extremely powerful experts that are roughly on the same level as us. If they rise up in revolt, you won't be able to deal with them alone. But with us on your side, things would be different. Look, I know what's going on here. You suspect that we might not be acting in good faith, and need some time to take precautionary measures. So why not let us help you crush and puppetize your enemies? Then we can all go explore the depths of the Great Necropolis."

"It's a good idea," the Shepherd said. "Houselord God Bastard and Huangfu Genesis are both clever old bastards who would be very difficult to kill. In fact, I could probably only fight one of them at a time. But with them as puppets" —he chuckled darkly— "it would give us an even better chance of beating Proud Heaven."

"Puppetize them?" Yang Qi thought about it for a moment. "Do you intend to give them all to me as puppets? Or are you talking about splitting them up? Considering there are four of us and four of them, is your plan for each of us to have one? That doesn't really seem appropriate to me. They're mine, so why should I distribute their power if we kill them? That would only weaken my Sage Monarch League and make it much easier for the Executors of the Ancient Road to cause problems. There wouldn't be any truly powerful expert left in the alliance to watch over it."

The truth was that Yang Qi wasn't necessarily opposed to having their help. He knew that the status quo wouldn't remain forever, and that he would eventually have to think of a way to deal with Houselord God Bastard and the others. For now, all he could do was pit them against each other and keep control that way.

There was no way he could kill all of them at the same time, not given the level of his cultivation base. In fact, killing just one of them would be difficult.

Of course, now that he had acquired the psychic cultivation aspects of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and his psychic scale was at a hundred and ninety-nine, he would probably be able to kill one of them. But definitely not all of them simultaneously.

Right now, four mid Terrifying experts working together could definitely cause big problems for him.

It was a disaster waiting to happen.

But if he could get help from this group, it would be a very different situation. With four powerful puppets, he might even have the forces necessary to level the executor's headquarters to the ground.

Yang Qi hadn't forgotten about their treasure storehouse.

Ever since the immortal-slaying clone had reached the mid Terrifying level, Yang Qi had been thinking about a plan to get inside. After all, the executors had the Gate to the Gods inside their storehouse. Now that Yang Qi had such control over the godpower of the Great Necropolis, he was getting close to being able to do what he had done to the treasure storehouse of the Joyflower Palace.

The truth was that his suggestion to return for half a month to take care of some matters was actually an excuse to try to plunder the executors' treasure. Not only would he get a big advantage by doing so, but he would also undermine the executors and significantly weaken them.

It would also help his people from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect, putting them in a much better position to defend themselves. And it would put pressure on Houselord God Bastard and the others.

But now that he thought about it, simply getting rid of them by turning them into puppets actually made a lot more sense.

Except that he wasn't about to agree to give all those puppets away to other people.

"Of course we would get one puppet each," Proud World said. "It's not as if we'll put forth a lot of effort with no expectation of compensation. Besides, if you got all four, it would disrupt the balance of power, which would be bad for the rest of us."

"He's right," the Shepherd said. "It's a bit too selfish to expect to get all four puppets. Besides, there's no guarantee that we would come out on top in this little effort. If even one of them escaped, it would severely weaken the Sage Monarch League. The fair thing is to split the puppets one per person. Service should be rewarded."

"I suppose it would count as a service," Yang Qi said. Even though it didn't seem like they were willing to back down, he said, "Don't forget that I have an expert on my side in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. He's in the mid Terrifying level, so if we add him into the mix, we would be a group of five. Are you saying that his work wouldn't count for anything?"

"What?!" the Shepherd said, looking shocked. "You have a mid Terrifying expert as an ally, hidden in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart? In that case, we could definitely help you puppetize those four, without any risk of one of them escaping.

"How about this," Proud World said. "That bastard Huangfu Genesis has a treasure that he refined into a second nascent divinity. It's almost the same as a mid Terrifying expert. How about you give that to me for my share?"

"Fine, but I want the Cursed Bastard Mountain!" Yang Qi said. "After all, this fight is likely going to cause some damage to the Sage Monarch League. How about that? You can have Houselord God Bastard, and that will still work out to a puppet for each of you."

"Done," Doom said. "Besides, Cursed Bastard Mountain wouldn't be of much use to us. Then it's set. We'll go back and handle those four. Of course, the best thing would probably be for you to lure them into our hands."

"That won't be a problem at all," Yang Qi said. "If this works, it'll be a windfall for us all. Four Terrifying experts; that's a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering force."

"It will be a windfall indeed. With four mid Terrifying puppets, dealing with Proud Heaven will be a lot easier." A vicious smile could be seen on Proud World's face, as though he could already taste the flavor of Proud Heaven's blood in his mouth.

With that, Yang Qi and his newfound allies flew back in the direction of the Sage Monarch League, ready to unleash devastating force in an instant.

Crash!

In the Sage Monarch League, in the depths of Cursed Bastard Mountain, the shattered remnants of a table lay at the feet of the furious Houselord God Bastard. Everyone else in the room stood there as silent as cicadas in winter. That included Su Xin, Mu Renwang, and Huangfu Genesis.

Glaring viciously at them, Houselord God Bastard said, "Enough with this stupid and cowardly behavior! Ten years. Ten years! We're like dragons tied up in a pool, completely incapable of flying to the highest heavens! It's all because of how Yang Qi kept us under such tight control. There's only one thing we can do now: kill him! If we don't, we're going to end up dead."

"You're right about that," Su Xin said. "But Yang Qi's cultivation base is so strong! None of us are a match for him. We would have to team up, and then maybe we could capture him. But don't forget that he has a mid Terrifying expert hiding in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. How are we supposed to deal with that?"

"It's simple," Mu Renwang said. "None of us are a match for Yang Qi individually, so the only safe way to deal with him is to team up. Huangfu Genesis, I did a lot of thinking during the past ten years, and although the two of us have a grudge between us as deep as the ocean, if we don't work together here, Yang Qi will only get stronger and stronger. And in the end, he'll devour us. Do you really think he's not aware of the true reason we can't unite? He knows everything, he just doesn't say it out loud. And he's just waiting to get strong enough before he makes a move."

"Before, we could use his sect as a threat against him," Houselord God Bastard growled. "But then he got that damnable purrling, and now nobody can do anything to him. He's been gone for seven days now. We should've taken this chance to take all of his people captive. Then we could definitely destroy him!"

"That purrling really is too terrifying," Mu Renwang said. "Luckily, Yang Qi can't actually control it. Otherwise we would be in real trouble. If we don't kill the kid, he's going to be our undoing. We need to take back the universal fortune of heaven and earth! I can't believe he killed so many of our old-timers. We lost more than half of them! We definitely have to make him pay for that."

"It comes down to this: we have to work together," Houselord God Bastard said, glaring around icily. "We absolutely, positively must not fight amongst ourselves. Yang Qi will take advantage of that, and it will lead to catastrophe for all of us. In the end, we'll end up as little more than puppets or slaves."

"So what do we do?"

"How about this," Houselord God Bastard continued. "Let's swear oaths to work together for the purpose of destroying Yang Qi. For the time being, all previous grudges or conflicts are off the table. We'll swear the oath by mixing our blood together! What do you say?"

"Alright!" Mu Renwang said. Looking at Huangfu Genesis, he said, "What about you, you old bastard? Our two sects have a lot of bad blood, but if we don't stop fighting each other, we'll both get killed by Yang Qi eventually. If we'd been working together from the beginning, Yang Qi would never have taken control to begin with."

Without another word, Mu Renwang sliced open his finger, causing blood to flow out into a sphere hovering in front of him.

Houselord God Bastard did the same, as did Huangfu Genesis and Su Xin. Then, they combined the blood and joined their voices together to say, "We forsake internal conflict until Yang Qi is dead! We'll work together for a common purpose, that being to slaughter Yang Qi."

With that blood oath, they resolved their differences and stood united in their effort to kill Yang Qi.

However that was when they suddenly heard a voice saying, "I ran into the Shepherd from the Fiend-Devil League! He and some other mysterious person have me surrounded. Hurry and help me fight them. We can't let the Shepherd escape! I'm going to turn him into a puppet!"

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Chapter 1095: Cleaning House

"That's Yang Qi's voice!"

"He's somehow gotten into a big fight with the Shepherd, and now he wants our help! He wants to puppetize the Shepherd!"

"Heaven is really helping us! This Yang Qi isn't gonna be alive for much longer! We just swore a blood oath to kill him, and then he delivers himself up right to us! It's like someone handing you a pillow just when you're about to take a nap. If we don't kill him right now, how can we get our revenge? First, we'll take care of the Shepherd, then we'll take down Yang Qi!"

"Right! First the Shepherd, then Yang Qi. There's no way Yang Qi can escape this time. He really got unlucky to run into the Shepherd! How can he possibly beat an opponent like that? There's no way! What a better way to take care of Yang Qi than to use the help of the Shepherd?"

"The Fiend Devil League has a lot of experts now, and considering the level of the Shepherd's cultivation base, he won't be easy to deal with. And didn't Yang Qi say that the Shepherd has some mysterious expert on his side? It's two against one. That's fine though. Worst case scenario, we might have to join the Shepherd and his ally to kill Yang Qi."

"Let's go. When we arrive, we can initially just wait off to the side and see how things play out. Maybe we can learn a thing or two about Yang Qi's techniques."

The four experts were visibly delighted by the fact that they already had an opportunity to take down Yang Qi.

"Go! I'll bring Cursed Bastard Mountain with us!"

The immense mountain emitted intense rumbling sounds as it flew out of the spell formation and went with the four experts as they flew toward the area where Yang Qi was fighting.

As they headed deeper into the Great Necropolis, they saw immortal worlds with ranks of two thousand, then eventually three thousand.

In fact, there were three such three thousandth ranked immortal words, grouped into a formation that resembled the character 品. The formation caused rippling power distortions that kept Yang Qi trapped in the middle of them. At the same time, Yang Qi was facing two people, one of them the Shepherd, the other a mysterious man. The two of them were battering him with numerous attacks that left him trembling weakly.

When the Shepherd saw the four newcomers, backed by the Cursed Bastard Mountain, he said, "Are you Houselord God Bastard? Don't tell me you're here to save this brat? It wasn't easy to use the Three Worlds, Three Thousand Great Daos technique to trap this kid and make sure he can't flee to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. The punk stole my piece of the Mahātmā Jade, so don't even think of trying to help him!"

"It doesn't matter what you say," Houselord God Bastard said, "he's still our league-lord. Why not have your Fiend-Devil League team up with the Sage Monarch League to fight the Executors of the Ancient Road? The knot of enmity should be untied, not tightened, right?"

Although Houselord God Bastard spoke words of conciliation, he didn't actually make any moves to help Yang Qi.

When the Shepherd saw that, he burst into hearty laughter. "I know full well that your House of God Bastards has been put on a short leash by this brat. He stole the position of league-lord and has been lording it over the four of you, forcing you to suffer in silence. We already have him locked down, so why don't the four of you simply help us kill him, right here and now?"

"Hurry up and help me, Houselord God Bastard!" Yang Qi shouted. "Just kill the Shepherd, and I can escape this trap. We can wipe out the Fiend-Devil League and take their resources. And as the league-lord, I can even turn the Shepherd into a puppet. With that added strength, I can definitely take control of the Great Necropolis and reach the god world!"

Houselord God Bastard gave a cold harrumph. Furious that Yang Qi was still referring to himself as the league-lord, he said, "The league-lord should be a mighty and impressive individual. We'll just wait off to the side and watch you take care of the Shepherd. You see, we still haven't recovered from blessing you as the league-lord. Forgive us, League-Lord, but we really aren't in the position to get in a big fight with the Shepherd."

"You!" Yang Qi shouted angrily. "I can't believe you're disobeying my orders. I'm the league-lord! You're part of the Sage Monarch League! Fine. Just wait until I'm out of this situation, I'll slaughter all of you and destroy your organizations!"

The Shepherd burst into another round of laughter. "Did you hear that? Did you? Once he gets out, he's going to kill all of you!"

"I can't believe that, as the league-lord, you actually want to kill us!" shouted Houselord God Bastard angrily. "You can't blame us for this, Yang Qi. Alright Shepherd, we'll help you kill him!"

"I knew that's what you would do," the Shepherd said. "I've long since known that you wanted to kill Yang Qi. I would've made contact with you before, but you've been under his watch for the past ten years. Hurry up and make your move. Get inside the spell formation and launch your attacks!"

"Hold on, Shepherd," said Huangfu Genesis. "Joining forces to kill this brat won't be that easy. What happens if we get hurt while trying to kill him? Then you could swoop in and kill us. There's no way we'll just throw ourselves into a trap."

"Simple. I'll just explain how our spell formation works." The Shepherd quickly sent a stream of will into Cursed Bastard Mountain, imparting all of the information about the spell formation. "With only the two of us controlling the three immortal worlds, we weren't able to actually kill Yang Qi. The slightest slip-up and he would've fled to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart."

RUMBLE!

Yang Qi suddenly began to cackle madly within the formation. "You think you can trap me? I'm the league-lord! I know all kinds of profound mysteries. When I break free, I'm going to slaughter every one of you! Cut you down! How dare you betray me, Houselord God Bastard! I'll give you one chance here to do the right thing. If you don't, I'm going to wipe out your sect down to the chickens and dogs!"

"Damn you!" Houselord God Bastard growled. "I'm going to kill you, Yang Qi! Go ahead and show us what you can do to us. Once we kill you, we're going to exterminate your sect!"

"Dammit. Be broken!" Yang Qi unleashed a fist strike that could destroy the heavens and crush the earth, and turn everything into nothing but powder! The spell formation trembled, and the Shepherd's face fell. "Not good! Hurry up and attack. Use the third immortal world, the one with no one controlling it! Send your power into it according to the spell formation chart I just gave you. If you don't hurry, he's going to escape. I never would've guessed that Yang Qi was this strong!"

The four experts were suddenly struck with a sense of extreme urgency. They knew that if Yang Qi got out into the open, they would be in big trouble. Therefore, it was without hesitation that they joined forces and shot toward the third immortal world.

However, the instant they were inside, intense rumbling sounds could be heard as all three immortal worlds began changing position and a new spell formation popped up, trapping them inside.

Even the Cursed Bastard Mountain was locked in place.

"This is bad! He tricked us!" Houselord God Bastard and the others immediately realized what was happening. "We have to break free. Hold nothing back! What exactly is the Shepherd trying to pull here?"

Even as the words left his mouth, he drew on the powers of the Cursed Bastard Mountain, trying to break free. Unfortunately, his efforts were in vain, as the mountain was stuck in place as surely as if it were sinking into a bog.

"What the hell are you doing, Shepherd!?" Houselord God Bastard shouted. "Don't tell me you think you're trying to destroy the Sage Monarch League? I have to admit, you're very daring to try to trap both Yang Qi and us."

The Shepherd burst out laughing again. As he did, Yang Qi, Doom, and Proud World all appeared next to him. "Ladies and gentlemen, I have no desire to destroy your Sage Monarch League. In fact, I've already reached an agreement with you people. I'm helping League-Lord Yang Qi to clean house a bit and get rid of the traitors. I honestly can't believe you people would betray your league-lord in open rebellion. The Fiend-Devil League, the Great Necropolis Alliance, and the future world are now working together with Yang Qi."

Stepping forward, Doom said, "I am the bearer of the God Legion Seal from the Primeval Age. My name is a single word: Doom. As in Doomsday." When he spoke, he smiled, yet everyone could sense the profound coldness in his voice. "I've seen the four of you before on the Ancient Road to the Gods. You're very famous. Sadly, you decided to betray your league-lord, which means that the only thing left for you to do now is die."

Also smiling, Proud World introduced himself. "I am your humble servant Proud World, mid Terrifying expert. I cultivate the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, imparted to me by Proud Heaven himself. I've also chosen to help League-Lord Yang Qi clean house and make the Sage Monarch League stronger than ever. Scum like you needs to be expunged, otherwise, how could the alliance face the Executors of the Ancient Road?"

When Houselord God Bastard saw Yang Qi standing there, his expression turned extremely unsightly. "So that's what's going on. This was all a ruse; a trap to lure us in!"

"No!" Su Xin cried.

"Yang Qi," Mu Renwang said, "I can't believe you would be so treacherous. Don't tell me you really want to kill us all! We're all members of the Sage Monarch League! Do you really think you can kill us all and hide the truth from the alliance?"

"Yes, I will hide the truth," Yang Qi said, clasping his hands behind his back. "From what I can tell, you lot actually swore a blood oath to work together against me. Am I right? Did you think I wouldn't know? If I didn't get rid of you people, if I let you just continue to grow more powerful, you would eventually bring the Sage Monarch League to ruin."

"No!" Su Xin said. "We wouldn't do anything to hurt the Sage Monarch League. From here on out we'll be even more loyal to you than ever, Yang Qi. If you kill us, you won't be able to run the Sage Monarch League. Besides, the four of you together aren't strong enough to actually kill us. We'll fight back with everything we have, and probably take some of you with us. Shepherd, don't tell me you're really going to risk your life for Yang Qi?"

"How impudent!" Doom said. "You think you qualify to talk about fighting to the death with us, Su Xin? You think you'll 'take some of us with you'? I command the God Legion Seal! Can you people really handle something like that? Yang Qi, I want this woman for my own. She's mine. I'm going to puppetize her and show her what true humiliation is!"

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Chapter 1096: Begging for Mercy is also Useless

As of this moment, Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin and Huangfu Genesis felt their hearts sinking in their chests. All of them realized that they had completely fallen for Yang Qi's ruse, and there was little hope of them getting out of the situation alive.

If nothing else, Doom from the Primeval Age with his God Legion Seal was enough to strike terror in their hearts. It was bad enough for one bearer of the seal to exist in any particular age; it was a given that a person like that would have an invincible cultivation base and be impossible to fight.

But here they were facing two people with God Legion Seals; just what level of power would they be capable of unleashing? No one knew.

What they did know was that, with a single God Legion Seal, Proud Heaven had shaken the Ancient Road to the Gods to the point where no one had been able to fully defeat him.

In an ice-cold voice, Doom said, "Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin, Huangfu Genesis, do you people really think that Yang Qi and I won't be able to kill you?"

With the help Yang Qi had recently provided, Doom's cultivation base had grown significantly stronger. And of course, Yang Qi had benefited as well.

Although this was currently a standoff of four against four, it was obvious that Yang Qi's side had an advantage.

"I concede that you have the upper hand," said Houselord God Bastard. "Bearers of the God Legion Seal are incredible. However, don't forget that" —his eyes glimmered with sinister light— "the two of you are fundamentally enemies! Don't you understand that? In the end, there can only be one person with the full God Legion Seal. Why don't you work with us to kill Yang Qi? Then you can have his God Legion Seal! With it, you would be the ultimate force under heaven, able to dominate the ancient road. And we could be your subordinates..."

"Yes. Yes! That's right!" Su Xin said. "Compared to the possibility of getting another God Legion Seal, what do we matter? We're nothing! Nobodies! Sir, if you get the God Legion Seal, I'll even agree to be your woman! I'll wait on you hand and foot. Mu Renwang won't care!"

Obviously, she had taken note of what Doom had said moments ago about taking her as his woman.

"I'll be a servant too!" Huangfu Genesis said. "With us on your side, it'll be easy to take down Yang Qi!"

They had already offended Yang Qi past the point where they could possibly be forgiven, so right now, sowing dissent seemed like their best option.

All of a sudden, Proud World burst out laughing. "You people really are idiots. Yang Qi and Doom are both men with outstanding abilities, and grand vision. Do you really think they would be affected by slippery words from nobodies like you? Fools!"

"Sire, are you from the future world?" Su Xin asked. "Don't you know that Yang Qi specializes in killing people from the future? If you follow him, you'll end up dead sooner or later. He's a contemptible, treacherous bastard! He's killing us today, how do you know he won't kill you tomorrow? Think about it!"

Yang Qi suddenly laughed involuntarily. "With death at hand, you really have sharp tongues." He looked at Doom. "Brother Doom, they're obviously trying to drive a wedge between us. What do you think we should do?"

"Simple," Doom said. "Kill them."

His cold tone showed that he wasn't feeling the slightest hesitation at all. In fact, he began thrumming with an explosive killing intent, a golden light so powerful that it spread out and dissipated the rancorous energy of the Cursed Bastard Mountain.

Houselord God Bastard's face fell. "Your energy arts... they're so strong! How could you be so powerful?" He had previously assumed that the ancient aura of sin and enmity inherent in Cursed Bastard Mountain would actually protect him. After all, it originated in the god world. Yet a bit of golden light shining from Doom was enough to absolutely destroy that aura.

In fact, everyone the light touched felt like they were on fire, and might melt into liquid at any moment.

Every beam of light was like a needle stabbing into them, making it obvious that Doom's cultivation base was vastly superior to theirs.

Considering that Doom alone was this strong, what would it be like dealing with him along with Yang Qi, the Shepherd, and Proud World?

They would be invincible.

"Spare us, Yang Qi!" Houselord God Bastard begged. "Don't kill us. We really understand the error of our ways. We won't ever betray you again. The four of us are all top experts! It's not easy to reach this level of cultivation. After all the years we spent on the Ancient Road to the Gods, you can't just let us die for nothing. As long as you spare us, we'll do anything you ask!"

"That's right, Yang Qi!" Su Xin said. "We followed you faithfully for ten years! Don't tell me that doesn't count for anything? Besides, you needed our help to assimilate those godpower seeds. That's the only way you became an Inheritor!"

Yang Qi snorted coldly. "You're going to die today, no matter what. If it wasn't for the fact that I'd mastered my Purrfect God Art, you would've killed me long ago. Begging and pleading won't do you any good. You're going to become puppets today, and nothing will change that."

Any scrap of hope that had remained in the hearts of Houselord God Bastard and the others was now gone.

Begging for mercy wouldn't help them.

Sowing dissent wasn't an option.

The only thing left was to die.

"Fine," Houselord God Bastard said. "There are four of you and four of us. I refuse to believe you're that strong. Either the fish dies, or the net splits. Maybe you'll kill us, but we'll at least take two or three of you into death with us!"

"Very arrogant!" said Doom, thrusting his hand out to summon a golden whip that resembled a dragon emerging from the sea, or the twisting trunk of a mammoth. He cracked the whip, and golden light shone out, further suppressing any aura of sin and enmity from Cursed Bastard Mountain.

The mountain had numerous warding magics in it, and their combined power was formidable. Sadly, in the face of an indestructible whip like this that was powered by the God Legion Seal, they immediately shattered.

And the mountain shook so violently that Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin, and Huangfu Genesis all flew off of it involuntarily.

RUMBLE!

Never could any of those four have possibly guessed that Doom's abilities would be this powerful.

"Everybody pick someone to fight!" Doom said. "Let's see which of us can be the first to come out victorious. Mammoth King's God Whip!"

Without hesitation, he sent his whip snaking toward Su Xin.

As for Yang Qi, he headed toward Huangfu Genesis, hoping to get his hands on the Book of Genesis. With his left hand, he drew on the powers of his Unspoiled Body, and with his right hand, he used the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

"Don't hold anything back!" Huangfu Genesis shouted, and he began glowing with a dazzling preheaven godlight that could pierce through anything and everything. Then he shot forward to start fighting Yang Qi.

"You think you have what it takes to fight me single-handedly?" Laughing, Yang Qi threw out a punch that slammed into Huangfu Genesis and forced him to cough up several mouthfuls of blood. Huangfu Genesis drew on some sort of movement technique to begin stepping back and forth, with every footfall conforming to a position within the eight trigrams. Then he threw out a fist strike that summoned an enormous eight trigrams image.

The wails of ghosts and gods filled the air as Yang Qi launched another vicious attack in response. He held nothing back, attacking with the ultimate level of domineering strength and cruelty, causing the light of the Book of Genesis to shatter. With one blow, Yang Qi totally demolished Huangfu Genesis' defensive empyrean energy.

"Genesis Godfist!" Huangfu Genesis shouted, unleashing millions upon millions of fist strikes, all of them strong enough to topple mountains and drain seas. Then, he spun as if to flee.

Sadly for him, Yang Qi's Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth was now a combination of the versions from the Future Age, the Primeval Age, and the Immortal Dao Age.

There was simply no way anyone could possibly evade his strikes.

When the Genesis Godfist hit Yang Qi's attack, Huangfu Genesis felt like his nascent divinity and sea of consciousness were being crushed by a mountain. Blood sprayed out of his mouth and he suffered instant internal injuries.

"Dirty little swine! How could you be so strong! I should have killed you the moment I met you! But I bet you have no idea there's still one more move I have that can save me. I have three hundred and sixty pieces of godhood to power the Book of Genesis! That will be like unleashing the power of a Lesser God, and it'll definitely be enough for me to escape. Nobody can kill Huangfu Genesis! None of the top experts from the Executors of the Ancient Road could ever kill me, much less you. I'm leaving, and when I come back, I'll definitely get my revenge. You just wait!"

With that, Huangfu Genesis unleashed his ultimate move.

Burning all of the pieces of godhood, he summoned an ancient tome, whose cover had text written in blood, each character containing an entire world.

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