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 1097: The Book of Genesis

The Book of Genesis was an ancient text written by some ancient member of the legion of gods.

It was on the same level as the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, except it had actually been damaged by the chart during the wars of ancient times. The fact that it had been damaged was the only reason that Huangfu Genesis had been able to use it.

Now, Huangfu Genesis had thrown three hundred and sixty pieces of godhood into the book, causing it to erupt with boundless godlight.

Text formed from blood appeared on its cover, all of them worlds unto their own. In fact, the way the worlds were shooting out was similar to how the Great Necropolis would erupt with immortal worlds.

Bam. Bam. Bam.

When the Great Necropolis sent immortal worlds shooting out, who could possibly block their path? Even a god would be killed upon being hit by forces as powerful as that.

Not even Yang Qi could stand up to the attack being sent by the Book of Genesis.

That said, it wasn't as if he would even attempt to do that. Looking coolly at the situation, he summoned a vortex above himself, which sucked in the emerging worlds.

Each character, and each world, vanished inside, making their immensely destructive power completely useless.

And if Huangfu Genesis wasn't careful, it was obvious that he would get sucked into that vortex as well.

"The Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart!?" Huangfu Genesis, who had been just about to flee, was visibly stunned.

"That's right," Yang Qi said, "the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart; the very same chart that clashed with your Book of Genesis years ago, damaging it. And now, the same thing is playing out again. The Book of Genesis simply isn't a match for the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. Sorry, that's just how it is!" Yang Qi reached out with splayed fingers, sending out brilliant light that bashed through the defenses of the Book of Genesis and hit Huangfu Genesis.

Obviously, Huangfu Genesis couldn't defend himself and ended up coughing up even more blood.

As Yang Qi flew forward, his fingers curled into hooks, and black light from the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart wrapped around Huangfu Genesis and the Book of Genesis. The book was crafted from bronze, inscribed with all sorts of texts that were deathless in nature and described the magical laws of creation.

As Yang Qi closed in, the characters on the surface of the book twitched, then flew forward into his hand.

"Soul Seizing!"

In the blink of an eye, Yang Qi absorbed the book.

Now, Huangfu Genesis was left standing there alone. Although he was still contemplating trying to flee, his expression was vicious as he said, "I won't let you puppetize me, Yang Qi. I'll self-detonate before you do. You'll never control me!"

"Do you even have the ability to self-detonate?" a voice said from behind Huangfu Genesis.

Before he could react, a hand reached out, stabbing into his skin and sending energy coursing into his meridians. It was a sealing magic, and cracking sounds instantly rang out as his will and nascent divinity were sealed tight in his sea of consciousness. And within his sea of energy, his true energy was completely locked up. It was now impossible for him to use any of his divine abilities.

With one move, the immortal-slaying clone had vanquished Huangfu Genesis.

Around this time, a scream rang out as Doom used the Mammoth King's God Whip to entangle Su Xin, leaving her completely immobilized. Pulling her toward him, he ran his hand down her cheek and said, "Don't struggle, my darling. You're no match for me. If you acknowledge allegiance and become my woman, I won't turn you into a puppet. I show pity and tender love for women, unlike Yang Qi, who kills without batting an eyelid."

Yang Qi burst out laughing. "I captured Huangfu Genesis first, Doom!"

"It's true that you're one step ahead," Doom replied disdainfully, "but that's because of your immortal-slaying clone."

"But Huangfu Genesis was using the Book of Genesis." Before anything else could happen, Yang Qi reached out and pulled Cursed Bastard Mountain into his bag.

There was no way he was going to let a god item like that go to waste. It was simply too powerful.

"Su Xin..." Mu Renwang cried plaintively. It didn't matter how strong his willpower was, he just couldn't bear the sight of his wife being taken into the embrace of another.

He was in the middle of fighting Proud World, but already, was gasping for breath.

Proud World had a very refined cultivation base and plenty of deadly moves, but was still a far cry from being like Doom and Yang Qi. As a result, although he had a slight advantage over Mu Renwang, the sight of Su Xin being captured enraged Mu Renwang so much that he suddenly began forcing Proud World back across the battlefield.

However, that was when Yang Qi and Doom both stepped in.

They unleashed two fist strikes, a combination of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth that no one could possibly measure up to. Rumbling forth like a mountain, the incoming attack was so powerful that Mu Renwang was instantly rendered immobile.

Who could possibly calculate how powerful these two were when acting together? And how could Mu Renwang possibly stand up to that level of force?

RUMBLE!

On another part of the field of battle, Houselord God Bastard and the Shepherd were exchanging blow after blow, with neither coming out as clearly superior. Houselord God Bastard was actually the best among his group of four allies, and was even more difficult to deal with than Huangfu Genesis. At the moment, he and the Shepherd were so evenly matched that they could probably fight each other for another ten thousand years without a clear victor being determined.

But then Yang Qi and Doom closed in, with Proud World right behind. They were like eagles descending on a baby chicken, and it only took a moment to vanquish the houselord and seal him tight.

A look of venomous, begrudging hatred covered Houselord God Bastard's face. "I refuse to accept this, Yang Qi! There's no way I can be defeated this easily!"

"Accept it or not," Yang Qi said coolly, "you've been beaten, and in a moment you'll be a puppet."

"Do you know whose son I am?" the houselord shouted. "I'm the child of the Invincible Battle God and the Netherworld Medusa from the god world! They're both Common Gods, which means that you can't possibly fight them. Killing me would be committing sacrilege! You'll end up in the god world one day, so consider the consequences. When that time comes, you'll be nothing more than a Lesser God, and you have no idea how long it will take to become Common Gods!"

"Gods?" Doom said coldly. "After we kill Proud Heaven and take his God Legion Seal, even the gods will be at our mercy. You think we're going to worry about some measly Common Gods? Shepherd, allow us to help you puppetize him. We can worry about other things afterward."

"Alright!" the Shepherd said. "I'm not afraid of the gods either! I'm a fiend-devil, which means that I hate the gods and oppose them at every turn. Puppetizing the bastard son of two gods is going to be wonderful!"

"Cut the crap, you two," Yang Qi said. "Let's get to work." Reaching out, he clamped his hand down on Houselord God Bastard's head, taking control of his sea of consciousness.

"Don't do it, Yang Qi!" the houselord screamed. "I refuse to become a puppet. Just kill me instead. Grant me this one wish! If I become a puppet, I'll sink into eternal depravity. I'll be like the walking dead!"

"Sorry, I can't help you with that," Yang Qi said. Then, thinking about how the junior houselord had tried so hard to kill him, he said, "If your junior houselord hadn't pissed me off, I might have been willing to spare your life. But the price you pay for pissing me off... is death!"

RUMBLE!

Doom joined, and with three streams of energy arts entering Houselord God Bastard, the man began to tremble violently. After a moment, white froth erupted from his mouth, making it seem like he was going completely insane.

When the process was done, Houselord God Bastard had no control over himself. He stood there at the Shepherd's side like a zombie, completely puppetized.

"Excellent," Yang Qi said. "Now I'll head back and assimilate the Book of Genesis, and puppetize Huangfu Genesis at the same time. We'll meet back here in three days. The traitors have been dealt with, but now my league is empty of experts. I obviously have to set up some defenses and redistribute the wealth of the three rebel sects."

"That's fine," Doom replied. "Remember, there's no time to lose. In the meantime, I'll make sure this new bride of mine knows her place. Be good and stick by my side, Su Xin, otherwise you'll end up like Houselord God Bastard. I'd hate for a beauty like you to end up like that." He chuckled. "Although I have a lot of women already, you'll be the first in the mid Terrifying level."

Shivering, Su Xin said, "I'll... I'll submit. I'll be your woman. Just don't make me a puppet. I'll serve you well!"

"Su Xin!" Mu Renwang shouted angrily. He was still scrambling to come up with a way to extricate himself, but in the end, he had offended Yang Qi too deeply, so no matter what plans he came up with, they wouldn't work.

"Let's finish matters and puppetize Mu Renwang," Proud World said. "It's hard to believe how much the four of us have benefited from working together. Next, we need to puppetize the emperor of the executors as well."

"That's a given," Doom said. "And it shouldn't be hard at all." He snorted coldly. "With the four of us working together, who could possibly stand in our way? As long as we avoid infighting, nobody will be able to stop us!"

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Chapter 1098: Plundering the Storehouses

"That's fine, Yang Qi," Proud World said. "Go put your league in order. We'll focus on stabilizing the new puppets. Later, we can continue our search for the essence of the Great Necropolis. It's true that the depths of the necropolis are particularly dangerous, so we need to be well-prepared. But I refuse to believe that with two pieces of the God Legion Seal, plus the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, we won't be able to unlock the secrets of the necropolis. So, we meet back here in three days."

The Shepherd nodded. "Yes, we absolutely have to uncover all the mysteries of the necropolis. You all know the maxim: he who controls the Great Necropolis controls everything under heaven. We know that Proud Heaven has already been venturing into the depths of the necropolis, and I'd say it's highly likely that he has a clone there exploring it even as we speak. If he gains control, we'll never get a chance to do the same. And that'll make it much more difficult to kill him. By the way, Yang Qi, did you ever unlock any of the mysteries of that Mahātmā Jade you took from me?"

The Shepherd obviously hadn't forgotten about the Mahātmā Jade, but considering how powerful Yang Qi was, he didn't dare harbor thoughts of trying to get it back. Yang Qi was so powerful and ferocious that it didn't seem like anyone could possibly be a match for him. Although the Shepherd was incredible in his own way, he wasn't confident in being able to come out on top in a fight against Yang Qi, and in fact, he knew it was likely that he would be killed if he tried.

Furthermore, everyone knew that, until the mysteries of the Great Necropolis were revealed and access to the Ancient Road to the Gods was restored, no one would have a chance to reach godly ascension. In other words, until the Great Necropolis' secrets were cracked, everyone was doomed to die.

Looking completely calm and unruffled, Yang Qi replied, "The Mahātmā Jade is extremely strange. It can absorb a person's spirit, soul, blood, flesh, and quintessence energy, then take all of those things and return them. On a few occasions, I was very nearly devoured by it. In the end, I'd say it's dangerous and deadly. In fact, I've given up on studying it until I can get some more pieces of the jade to add to the collection. Once we do, we can look into it further. I guarantee you won't be disappointed."

"That makes sense. I studied the thing for hundreds of millions of years, but never learned anything of substance. Having it in your care is probably for the best. Who knows, you might even find a use for it eventually." It wasn't that the Shepherd trusted anything that Yang Qi said about the jade, but he knew that he had no way to confirm or deny any of it. For now, he had no choice but to accept how things were.

Swish!

Yang Qi vanished, without any of them being able to tell how he had done it.

"He's only getting stronger and stronger," Proud World said. "And with that immortal-slaying clone and the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, he's like a tiger that had grown wings. There's no way we can stand up to him, and for all we know, he could end up being the death of us."

"That's not necessarily true," Doom said.

"Hmm?" Proud World said. "You're both bearers of the God Legion Seal, shouldn't that make you diametrically opposed to each other? You'll have to fight it out in the end. I can turn weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk with Yang Qi because we both want to kill Proud World. But it's not the same with you."

"Wrong. Yang Qi has already abandoned the God Legion Seal, and uses the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth as a tool for study and research. I wouldn't be surprised if, after he joins the legion of gods, he completely rejects the God Legion Seal. He has grand ambitions of his own. He wants to forge his own path and use his nascent divinity to create something that surpasses the God Legion Seal."

"What? He wants to surpass the God Legion Seal? That's impossible. Lunacy! The stronger our cultivation bases get, the more possible it is for us to sense the might of the legion of gods. How could we dare to think of surpassing them? Only someone who doesn't understand the gods would attempt something like that."

"It is lunacy. But I can tell you that nobody understands the legion of gods better than he does. Well, him and Proud Heaven. The only way to surpass the legion of gods would be to understand them, so in that sense, he's not crazy, he's ambitious. Very ambitious. That said, having ambitions and making them come true are two different things. So ambitions aren't necessarily a good thing. As the saying goes, ambitions can be as high as heaven, but one's life is as thin as paper. There are many things in heaven and earth that can hold us back, and it's hard to control everything. He might be a Fateless One, making him free and unfettered by fate, but does that mean he can change the fate of the legion of gods?" Doom sighed. "I don't need to kill him. He's cast aside the God Legion Seal, which means that eventually, the seal will come to be mine. Although I envy that he can forsake the God Legion Seal, I'm not like that. I can only become more and more connected to it."

After digesting Doom's words, Proud World nodded. "Is there anything you can tell me about Proud Heaven? Although I'm his son, and I hate him down to my bones, I don't actually know much about his general plans. Do you know what he's up to? What is he trying to accomplish? I really can't figure it out. Considering how you waged war against him in the Primeval Age, you must know a bit about him."

"For one thing, he's not human," Doom said, his eyes flickering with hatred. "Sometimes, he acts awe-inspiring and righteous, other times, he's profoundly evil and wicked. Sometimes he acts like a treacherous schemer, other times he almost seems slow-witted. It's impossible to pin down his personality. In fact, it almost seems like he has multiple personalities, and randomly changes back and forth between them. Perhaps the version you dealt with is just one of those personalities. In the end, it's like I just said: he's not human."

"Not human? Then what is he?" Proud World was truly confused.

"When the time comes to actually kill him, you'll understand. With me and Yang Qi working together, I'd say we have a fifty percent chance of killing him. If you really want to kill him, Proud World, then don't have a falling out with Yang Qi, and don't plot against him. Does he seem like the kind of person that plots work against? He can produce clouds with one turn of the hand and rain with another. Even Proud Heaven is nervous about him. And as for all the other people who have tried to plot against him, they're all dead. In the past, I'd considered trying to lay a trap for him to get the God Legion Seal. But after I realized he forsook the seal, I abandoned such thoughts. He's beyond our ability to deal with. Furthermore, once we get to the god world, he might be able to help us a lot. The god world is a dangerous place, and the affairs we deal with here in the mortal world are inconsequential compared to what goes on there. Hmph! Immortal worlds with a rank of three thousand? In the god world those might as well be considered bubbles."

"Ah, the god world," Proud World murmured. "The world of worlds. Compared to the god world, everything here is like dust. It's a place of deathless beauty, of eternal luxury, and anyone who reaches it will never return here, no matter how much difficulty they face. Such people are like caterpillars that have become butterflies. Once a butterfly feels the freedom of being able to fly with wings, they would never dream of changing back into a caterpillar, crawling around one inch at a time..."

"Alright, enough blathering. Remember, don't cause any problems with Yang Qi, and don't plot against him. He's no fool, and knows that people at our level are prone to scheming. He'll be on guard."

"I know," Proud World said, nodding.

The Shepherd didn't say anything. Earlier, he had been considering trying to get the Mahātmā Jade back from Yang Qi, then perhaps joining forces with Doom to take Yang Qi out. But after Doom's speech just now, he realized that was a foolish idea and dispelled such thoughts.

With their conversation over, the three of them began working on their cultivation.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi was back at the Sage Monarch League.

During the ten years that had passed, the Sage Monarch League had continuously expanded and grown. The Executors of the Ancient Road had attempted a few incursions, but hadn't been able to penetrate the grand spell formation that Yang Qi had set up. The flows of destiny inside continued growing stronger, and Yang Qi's Wheel of Fate was growing more powerful.

If it weren't for the growth of the alliance, and the increase in destiny, Yang Qi would never have achieved the breakthroughs he had, and would definitely not have been as impressive to Doom.

As soon as he returned, bells began tolling.

Ding. Dong. Ding. Dong.

Instantly, the top experts began gathering.

Sect leaders, elders, and other leaders gathered in the Sage Monarch Temple, which was the main area for meetings in the Sage Monarch League, just as the Heaven-Dao Operation God-Temple had been the place of meeting in the Dao Defense League.

Experts from the House of God Bastards, the Woodfern Couple Palace, and the Genesis Sanctum were there, and it was immediately obvious that their leaders were nowhere to be seen.

Yang Qi looked out at the hundreds of thousands of experts, most of whom were leaders of superpower sects.

"I have something very important to announce," he said. "A time of reformation has come to the Sage Monarch League. All sects will be gathered into a unified body. There will be thirty-six empyrean heavenly societies, seventy-two baleful earthly societies, and three hundred and sixty heavenly zodiac societies."

The chamber erupted into a commotion. Of course, many of the sects who had joined the alliance had assumed that a day like this would come. However, during the past ten years, the other four experts had obviously been able to keep Yang Qi in check.

But now, Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin, and Huangfu Genesis were nowhere to be seen. Obviously, everyone was wondering what was going on.

"League-Lord," said the junior pontiff of the Genesis Sanctum, "Do you really think it's appropriate to make such a big announcement without my father and the other three experts present? I think you're being a bit too imperious!"

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Chapter 1099: Plundering the Storehouses Part 2

The junior pontiff spoke in a loud and piercing voice that instantly caused many people present to go silent. Quite a few people weren't interested in having a completely unified alliance, as it would mean they would lose their authority. They knew that when you stand under low eaves, you have no choice but to bow your head, and although they had acknowledged allegiance to Yang Qi, they would rather remain generally disunited.

Of course, there were also people who supported the idea of some sort of unification. After all, with the current setup, smaller organizations were prone to being bullied. If everyone were to be united into one official group, there would be a lot of benefits for the smaller factions.

The words spoken by the junior pontiff made it obvious that he would oppose Yang Qi.

Before Yang Qi had a chance to say anything in response, Mu Yexi said, "League-Lord Yang Qi, a complete unification of the alliance is no small matter. We definitely need to talk this over with the other four chief elders. A jointly-created plan is the only option people will accept, not just an order from you. This is the Sage Monarch League, not the Sage Monarch Empire. And even in an empire, the emperor can't just issue orders. He has to talk matters over with the ministers before making decisions."

"That's right!" the junior pontiff squawked. "The power of leadership is split between multiple parties on purpose. Giving ultimate power to a single person wouldn't benefit the alliance."

Both Mu Yexi and the junior pontiff were convinced that if they didn't say something right now, it might be too late.

After they were done talking, Yang Qi looked at them briefly, then just continued addressing the experts at large. "There's something else I need to announce," he said. "Just now outside the sect, I was ambushed by Houselord God Bastard, Huangfu Genesis, Mu Yexi, and Su Xin. They joined forces to try to kill me, but I fought back and slaughtered them. Starting now, all members of their sects shall be relegated to slavery."

"What...?"

Numerous expressions of shock could be heard, and truth be told, few people believed that Yang Qi could possibly be telling the truth.

"That's impossible!" blurted Mu Yexi.

"It's not true," the junior pontiff said. "You evil villain, Yang Qi! How dare you spread false rumors like that? Do you really think anyone here would believe you?"

Swooosh!

Three chief elders flew out from the crowd, visibly angry and obviously ready to fight. One of them took an additional step forward and said, "League-Lord Yang Qi, this is not the kind of thing you can joke about."

He was one of the old-timers from the Genesis Sanctum, and his name was Huangfu Mist. Pointing his sword at Yang Qi, he continued, "You're supposed to act like a league-lord! How dare you try to make laughingstocks of us all!"

"Very impudent!" said Yang Qi. He waved his hand, and numerous streams of vital energy swept forth. Before Huangfu Mist knew what was happening, he was completely wrapped up and incapable of moving. "You think I'm making it up, Huangfu Mist? In that case, take a look at your Huangfu Genesis, who I puppetized after defeating."

RUMBLE!

A figure stepped out from behind Yang Qi, and it was none other than Huangfu Genesis. Expression blank, he dropped to his knees in front of Yang Qi and said, "Puppet Huangfu Genesis kowtows in salute, Milord. I'll kill anyone you order me to kill, Milord. I'll do anything you say!"

"Very well, Huangfu Genesis," Yang Qi said. "In that case, why don't you tell everyone what just happened?"

"Yes sir!" Face completely expressionless, Huangfu Genesis slapped himself on the cheek and said, "Moments ago, Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin, and I, the damnable Huangfu Genesis, all joined forces to try to kill Yang Qi and three other experts. Unfortunately, we lost and were turned into puppets. However, I view that as a blessing, and will wholeheartedly serve my new lord from here on out! Whoever dares to show him disrespect will be insulting me as well."

"Very good," Yang Qi said. "Your son just disrespected me. What do you think should be done about that?"

"He should die!"

WHOOSH!

Huangfu Genesis blurred into motion, appearing right in front of the shocked junior pontiff.

"Father, what are you doing?!" he shrieked. "Snap out of it! How is Yang Qi controlling you!? We have to fight back. Kill him! Dispel the alliance!"

"How dare you speak disrespectfully about my lord! That's a crime worthy of death, and though you might be my son, I have to execute you nonetheless. You'll pay for your sins in blood, which is simply what happens to anyone who shows a bit of disrespect."

Crack!

Huangfu Genesis reached out and snapped his neck.

Everyone stared mutely at the scene. The fact that the puppetized Huangfu Genesis had slaughtered his own son without a bit of hesitation went to show that Yang Qi really did have absolute control. What he had just said about killing Houselord God Bastard and the others was obviously true.

"Sectlord Will Manifestation!" Yang Qi said.

"Here!" the sectlord replied. Obviously he was delighted at how things were playing out, and knew that the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect would only continue getting stronger and stronger. He stopped in front of Yang Qi, who waved his hand and caused an enormous mountain to appear.

Smiling faintly, Yang Qi said, "This is Cursed Bastard Mountain, which I've already taken control of. It's a powerful god item that I'm now giving to you. What do you think?"

"Amazing!" Sectlord Will Manifestation said, following it up with a hearty laugh.

"You..." Mu Yexi said, clearly still in disbelief. "You killed my father and mother? I won't let you get away with this!"

"What, you're going to kill me?" Yang Qi's gaze suddenly locked on to Mu Yexi, and she stepped back several paces, her heart pounding with fear.

Before she could do anything else, some of the chief elders from the Woodfern Couple Palace suddenly grabbed her by the arm.

"League-Lord," one of the chief elders said, a fawning smile on his face, "I can't believe this girl just threatened you. Recklessness like that can only be punished by the death penalty!"

Eyes blazing with fury, she said, "You! Mu Renlong, you're one of my father's trusted aids! How dare you betray me! You should be putting everything on the line to kill Yang Qi! You should fight him to the death! And you, Mu Xianxi. My father helped you clear your meridians and infused you with true energy. You both owe my parents a debt of gratitude. How dare you forget favors and violate justice!"

Mu Renlong snorted coldly. "A wise man submits to the circumstances. This is for the good of our sect. The mighty league-lord is obviously invincible, and you defying him is going to get our entire sect wiped out to the ninth generation. Hurry up and get on your knees. Beg the league-lord for mercy. Offer to be his woman. If you do, you might survive. But whatever you do, don't drag us down with you."

"That's enough," Yang Qi said. "You can let her go. She can't cause any trouble, and I'm not interested in making things difficult for her. Just keep an eye on her. Considering you're interested in being loyal to me, I'm happy to let bygones be bygones."

"Many thanks, League-Lord!" they chorused, dropping to their knees.

These were all experts with psychic scales over ninety, and all of them were offering allegiance to Yang Qi. Seeing this, the experts from the other sects all began following suit.

RUMBLE!

Destiny was now flowing to Yang Qi like a mighty river, making him feel like he could enter the god world right then and there.

All of the sect leaders were on their knees now. "May your reign last throughout all the ages, League-Lord! May you be eternally invincible! We definitely support the idea of unifying the alliance. We'll create an immense power that will lead us into a new golden age!"

"Yeah, that's right. Our Immortal House of Supreme Preeminence will definitely support League-Lord Yang Qi. Henceforth, we'll follow his orders. Our flesh, blood, spirits, and souls all belong to him." People were already trying to curry favor with Yang Qi.

Yang Qi was actually surprised to see people from the Immortal House of Supreme Preeminence. They were considered to have marvelous energy arts, so to have them trying to get in his good favor was a good thing.

"Excellent!" Yang Qi said, waving his hand. "The details of the unification will be handled by Sectlord Will Manifestation and the forces of the Dharma Sect. I'm sure you'll agree, won't you, Archmonk Dharma Treasury?"

"The ancient Buddha is boundless and infinite..." Archmonk Dharma Treasury said. "League-Lord Yang Qi, you are kind and merciful. The truth is that the fiend-devil cabal of Houselord God Bastard, Mu Renwang, Su Xin, and Huangfu Genesis have performed many wicked deeds. You are an enlightened sage who is out to save the world, and it only makes sense for you to be the league-lord. Uniting everything under heaven will ensure that there is less fighting and killing in the world."

Yang Qi nodded. "You understand matters such as these far more than the average person, Grandmaster. Very well, I'm going into seclusion to work on my cultivation. I'll hand the daily affairs over to you."

Almost immediately, a buzz of activity overtook the Sage Monarch League. There were quite a few hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the alliance, people who had high ambitions and had considered opposing Yang Qi. But now they knew that they couldn't do anything like that.

Destiny was flowing without cease into Yang Qi.

The truth was that he wasn't going into secluded cultivation. Instead, he went to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. He was going to take advantage of the three days of time he had bought to head to the treasure storehouse of the Executors of the Ancient Road, where he hoped to get his hands on even more valuable treasures!

Hopefully, that would make things easier when he went into the depths of the Great Necropolis.

That was the true reason he had stated a need for three days.

Right now, he didn't have any trust at all in Doom and the others. Besides, it wasn't going to be an easy task to take down Proud Heaven.

In the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, the immortal-slaying clone was already working with the Book of Genesis. When Yang Qi appeared, he opened his eyes and said, "This is a treasure left behind by the Lord of Radiance and Light! Every word contains a world! It's similar to the Unspoiled Body, with its 'one tribulation per word'. It's too bad for Huangfu Genesis that he was never able to unlock its true mysteries."

"Gaining enlightenment of the words in the Book of Genesis will definitely bring a boost to my energy arts," Yang Qi said. "The Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart is made of countless worlds, so that should help. For now, we have a job to do: clear out a treasure storehouse!"

1. The Immortal House of Supreme Preeminence was originally introduced in (the name of the sect is actually the chapter title), and came up in quite a few chapters after that. It was last brought up in .

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Chapter 1100: Plundering the Storehouses Part 3

RIIIIP.

The immortal-slaying clone's face was bright red as he manipulated the power of worlds. He was becoming more and more adept in this regard. The depths of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart were filled with the power of worlds, and its sky was filled with godhood stars. And those godhood stars seemed to be actually obscuring the sky above.

The truth was that there was another heaven and earth located high above the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. And that, of course, was the god world, the passage to which was only accessible to those who had reached godly ascension. The Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart was truly full of many secrets, but the clone was only privy to some of them, which made him very nervous.

Yang Qi had abandoned the God Legion Seal to make his own path. But the clone was different, and in fact, had an immense fight ahead of him in the future.

If Proud World took the ninth of King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions, then forcibly combined all of the medallions, it was possible that the clone could be attacked by King Immortal-Slayer's will. And the clone had no idea if he would survive such an attempt at forced possession. Therefore, he wanted to take care of the situation as soon as possible. He wanted to resurrect the will of King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions, then subjugate it, ensuring that he was free to further his cultivation without worry.

Seeing the clone struggling with the power of worlds, Yang Qi said, "Don't worry. I have a fully fleshed-out plan to deal with the will of King Immortal-Slayer. We'll take care of him and get you full control of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. King Immortal-Slayer is strong, but the God Legion Seal and the will of the Great Necropolis will be able to deal with him. Right now, we need to find the essence of the Great Necropolis and figure out how to control it. Then, we'll deal with Proud Heaven. At that point, if the will of King Immortal-Slayer causes problems, we can use the three combined pieces of the God Legion Seal to crush him."

"Yes, that seems like a good plan," the clone said. "Truth be told, I'm weary of all this fighting here in the mortal world. I want to get to the god world. Compared to the god world, the struggles here are meaningless. By the way, considering your recent gains, you've gained an immense portion of universal destiny, haven't you?"

"That's right. I unified the hundreds of thousands of superpower sects and gained immense power over the dao of heaven. Next step, the treasure storehouse. Is the Godly Positioning System ready?"

"Yes." The clone waved his hand, and the sky split open, revealing an immense image that resembled a mirror. Instantly, the mirror zoomed in, revealing the headquarters of the Executors of the Ancient Road.

Whir. Whirrrr...

A spectacular hall appeared in front of them, within which was the Gate to the Gods. Sitting in front of it were several old-timers, who seemed lost in thought. Obviously, they were top experts from the Executors of the Ancient Road.

They didn't sense the surveillance of the immortal-slaying clone, who was now a mid Terrifying expert just like the experts on guard. Unfortunately, the clone wasn't able to enter the storehouse by bypassing the defenses put up by the Gate to the Gods.

RIP!

Yang Qi placed his hand on the clone's back and sent true energy streaming into him. The clone's hair began floating up around him, and he felt like his meridians were being slashed by a sword.

Suddenly, the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart broke the fetters created by the Gate to the Gods. Now, it was possible to see mounds of treasure everywhere, and countless spell formations as well.

The spell formations were obviously set up to sound an alert if anything so much as a speck of dust entered the area.

The security here vastly surpassed anything from the old Joyflower Palace. Compared to this, the Joyflower Palace might as well have been a dollhouse.

"What do we do? The warding magics are just too powerful." The clone exchanged a glance with Yang Qi, and both knew that if they tried to enter the storehouse, the alarms would be sounded and they would be in big trouble.

The Executors of the Ancient Road had more experts than the sky had clouds. Even with Yang Qi's recent improvement to his energy arts, he wouldn't dare to start a fight with all of them at once; it would surely lead to his death.

"What do we do?" the clone murmured, frowning as he examined the situation. "I can see inside, but we can't even send a stream of energy in there, let alone go in and take the treasure."

"We can look at the treasure but can't take it? We can't even touch it?" A strange expression appeared on Yang Qi's face.

"That's about it," the clone replied. Drawing on more power of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, he looked closely and said, "Actually, it's taking a lot of godhood power just to peer inside. If those warding magics catch sight of us, we'll be in big trouble."

"Perhaps a bit of observation will give us some clues about what to do next," Yang Qi said. "Worst case scenario, maybe we can identify something so valuable we could consider just barging in, grabbing it, and fleeing. For example, the executors definitely have big collections of godhood. If we could identify a group of a few thousand pieces, it would be worth taking the risk."

"I don't know about that. The Sage Monarch League is growing rapidly. Perhaps we should let a few tens of thousands of years go by until we're stronger. If we broke in there now, the executors would probably retaliate with mass slaughter. And that wouldn't do us any good. To cultivators from the dao of immortals, a few tens of thousands of years will go by like the snap of a finger." The clone was increasingly turning into a person who liked to think things through and not take risks.

And considering how things were going, a few tens of thousands of years would bring dramatic advances. In fact, even just a few hundred years would be worth mentioning. The flows of destiny that Yang Qi had as the league-lord were much more useful than any kind of energy arts.

And the clone was right. If the executors retaliated in a way that led to slaughter, the losses would be far worse than some godhood could make up for.

In the end, it didn't seem worth the risk. Right now, the only reason the Executors of the Ancient Road weren't making a move on the Sage Monarch League was because of everyone else they had to worry about. There was also the future world, the Fiend-Devil League, and the Great Necropolis Alliance. All of them were eyeing each other like tigers eying prey. As a result, there was currently something of a standoff in which everyone could subside in relative peace and safety.

"Fine, let's just see what happens,"

Yang Qi and the clone continued powering the energy art with their true energy.

Yang Qi's cultivation base was now at an incredible height. That was especially true, considering that he now cultivated the Annulled Grand Magic, which was apparently the way to eventually gain enlightenment of Annulled will convergence. Considering everything he had working for him, although he wasn't yet in the mid Terrifying level, it seemed a foregone conclusion that he would eventually achieve the breakthrough.

With his help, the ability the clone was using was even more capable of piercing into the depths of the storehouse.

As they looked around, they saw all sorts of spirit medicines, plus a huge variety of rare items. There were psychic heterofruits, which originally grew on the psychic trees in the god world that were tended to by a Greater God. Obviously, they could provide an immense boost to psychic power.

Furthermore, psychic heterofruits were one of the main ingredients in Terrifying Pills.

From the name alone, it was obvious what Terrifying Pills were for: they could be used to help with progress in the Terrifying level. In the god world, they were usually concocted by Consummate Gods, at the least.

Yang Qi had heard of such pills, but didn't know the formula to concoct them. However, as he was looking around the storehouse, he found that the area filled with the bottles of psychic heterofruit also had a book near it, within which was a list of medicinal ingredients.

The title of the book was Terrifying Medicine King's Scripture.

That book obviously contained the pill formula for Terrifying Pills! Not even the superpower sects had access to treasures like this. Furthermore, anyone who had the formula for Terrifying Pills would obviously be able to produce experts that surpassed anything the psychic scaling systems were capable of.

After all, the psychic scaling systems produced crippling limitations.

"What a pity," Yang Qi said. "That's the formula for Terrifying Pills. Just imagine how many Terrifying experts we could produce with that."

"That formula is pretty much worthless," the clone replied. "Maybe it would be helpful in the god world, but here in the mortal world, how would you possibly get all the ingredients? Look at the ingredients they have built up here. There aren't that many. I doubt you could even make a few hundred pills with what they have."

"That's true," Yang Qi said. The Sage Monarch League was made up of hundreds of thousands of sects, all of which had at least one or two Terrifying experts. When you added them all together, it would be a staggering number. Adding a few hundred to that mix would be mostly useless.

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Chapter 1101: Heavenly Workings Calculations Systems

Regardless, the Terrifying Medicine King's Scripture and the psychic heterofruit were extremely rare items. With enough ingredients, they could be used to make Terrifying Pills that could in turn be used to create mid Terrifying experts.

The difference between early and mid Terrifying experts was immense. And whether it was on the Ancient Road to the Gods or in the Great Necropolis, it was mid Terrifying experts who determined victory or defeat in major conflicts. They were the leaders of the top organizations and alliances. And if it was ever possible to move the Great Necropolis so that the god world was once again reachable, they were the ones who would have at least a fifty percent chance of reaching godly ascension.

However, if Yang Qi wanted to acquire these treasures, he needed to think of a way of getting into the storehouse undetected.

"Hey, what's that?"

With the psychic power that Yang Qi was providing in assistance, the immortal-slaying clone shifted his view to a part of the storehouse a short distance away from the Terrifying Medicine King's Scripture.

What he saw was an enormous corpse.

It was gold in color and sitting there cross-legged, almost as if in meditation. A serene expression covered its face, and just looking at it, it seemed eternally deathless. Apparently, this was the corpse of a god. And it was intact, complete with faint godliness flowing through it. Although its godhood was gone, it was still incredibly mighty.

"An intact god corpse!?" Yang Qi was visibly taken aback. Even a god corpse that lacked godhood was still something exceedingly rare. In the depths of the Great Necropolis, it was possible to find the bones of gods, or perhaps even an eyeball or other scattered part. But this was actually the first time Yang Qi had ever seen an intact corpse. He couldn't help but wonder who exactly this god was.

If someone could convert it into an out-of-body incarnation, it would be incredibly powerful. Definitely beyond any other kind of puppet that one might run across. However, no one had attempted to fuse with the corpse, so it just sat there in the treasure storehouse, collecting dust.

"What an amazing item," Yang Qi murmured. However, he was still forced to hold back from taking action. Again, the clone shifted the perspective of the mirror, searching through the storehouse for other valuable items. There were so many things inside that it seemed likely it would take a hundred days of searching to inspect the place thoroughly. Yang Qi almost felt like he was in the god world.

It was little wonder. The Ancient Road to the Gods was virtually endless, and the Executors of the Ancient Road were the top organization there. They were tasked with guarding the entrance to the god world, and had first access to whatever things would occasionally spill out from there.

After all of the countless years that had passed, it was hard to say how many treasures the executors had collected. There were so many medicinal pills, magical items, god items, and godliness that it seemed like more than any one person could ever use. It was no wonder the executors were so powerful.

"What incredible spell formations!" Yang Qi exclaimed. There were numerous enormous spell formations, all of which had godhood built into them, which would make it possible to power them almost ceaselessly.

"Look over there, Yang Qi," the clone suddenly said. "It's a storage unit for godhood. Should we try to take it?"

"A godhood storage unit?" Yang Qi looked over and saw what appeared to be an enormous kingdom of crystal, a huge sphere simply floating there within the large storehouse. Inside of it was a horde of what appeared to be tens of thousands of pieces of godhood.

"What do they have so much godhood there for?" Yang Qi murmured. "Were there too many gods in the god world? Well, I supposed it makes sense. Immortal worlds with a rank of three thousand are huge, but compared to the god world they're like specks of dust. I wonder how big the god world actually is. Supposedly, the god world is the origin of all of the myriads of immortal worlds, and the ultimate destination for all cultivators."

If Yang Qi could get tens of thousands of pieces of godhood, then use his abilities to convert them into power, he would make spectacular advances. In fact, he was ninety percent certain that it would be enough to reach the mid Terrifying level.

His heart was already starting to pound from the thought of it.

However, after some thought, he still refrained from taking action, and instead continued inspecting the storehouse. He still hoped to find a way to slip past the defensive spell formations and steal some things undetected. Hopefully, he could make his new organization stronger and stronger, until they could attack and destroy the executors, unify the immortal worlds, and give him access to destiny millions upon millions of times more immense than he currently had.

"What a pity we can't get that godhood right now," the clone said. "Considering how many layers of spell formations they have, we would only be able to get a few hundred pieces before we were detected. If we beat the grass and startled the snake, getting into the storehouse a second time would be out of the question."

The clone could also tell that it would be a waste to give in to temptation right now.

Continuing to search the storehouse, they eventually saw a collection of enormous battleships that were obviously products of the ancient scientific and technological civilization. All of them were powerful enough to be equivalent to someone with a Terrifying cultivation base.

There were also mechas built from the skin and bones of gods, as well as other spectacular building materials from the god world. There were so many mechas that Yang Qi couldn't even count them.

However, there were nine that were particularly large, making them seem like gods among the other mechas.

"Those nine mechas are the legendary precious treasures known as the Berserk Exomechas!" the immortal-slaying clone said. "With enough power to fuel them, they can unleash the strength of the mid Terrifying level. However, you would need a huge source of power, such as godhood. I doubt anyone would be willing to waste godhood to power them up, so they just sit there, unused."

"It's a real pity," Yang Qi said. "These battleships and mechas are basically useless. Even if I had the godhood to power them, I would rather use that godhood for my own cultivation instead."

Considering that he had the pinnacle item of creation from the scientific and technological civilization, the Cruiser of Civilization with the Engine of the One God, why would he care about random bits of science and technology like this?

Yet again, they continued their search.

They found a set of millions upon millions of swords, organized into something like a flowing river. Yang Qi had never seen anything like it before.

"That looks just like the Unbounded Sword River," the clone said, "which was created by the Lord of the Sword Dao, who was a Paramount God. There was a description of it in the Book of Genesis."

Although the swords numbered as many as the eternal sands, Yang Qi spotted a set of particularly large ones that were apparently in control of the river as a whole.

That set of swords pulsed with a particularly powerful killing intent. Unexpectedly, they were King Life-Killer's swords!

Of the ancient seventy-two monarchs, the biggest killer of them all was King Life-Killer. And here were more of his swords. It was little wonder that they ended up with the Executors of the Ancient Road. There had been a few in the Joyflower Palace's storehouses, and the executors' storehouses were far more impressive. So it only went to reason that there would be items that had once belonged to the seventy-two monarchs.

Right now, Yang Qi had collected about thirty or forty percent of those items, with his only nearly-complete collection of any of them being King Heaven-Devourer's talismans. With those talismans, he and his clone could devour just about anything when they worked together. And once he reached the god world, the talismans would be more impressive, likely being on the same level as the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart itself.

"I really wish I could get those swords," Yang Qi said, shaking his head. "They're incredible! But beating the grass and startling the snake won't do any good. We have to stay focused on the big picture."

As they continued looking around, Yang Qi and the clone saw more items belonging to the seventy-two monarchs. If they took all of them, Yang Qi's overall collection would be fifty to sixty percent complete.

Unfortunately, even after a long period of observation, they couldn't find any weaknesses in the defenses. Both the clone and Yang Qi were feeling very down. It was really a torment to see so many treasures right in front of them, but be unable to take them.

Eventually, they sped up their observation to the point where they were merely glancing over the sundry items that were on display.

RUMBLE!

In that moment of seeming hopelessness, the immortal-slaying clone's Engine of the One God suddenly thrummed to life. His heart began pounding as he realized that they had apparently come across another fragment of the Cruiser of Civilization.

"What is it?" Yang Qi asked. Up ahead was a large spell formation with a disc-like object in it, surrounded by a glowing halo. That was no ordinary halo, but rather, seemed to be something that was analyzing and calculating matters pertaining to the dao of heaven.

"That's..." the clone said. He suddenly burst out laughing. "That's one of the most mysterious aspects of the Cruiser of Civilization! The heavenly workings calculations systems! They're as spectacular as the godhood manufacturing systems and are no less useful than the Engine of the One God. In fact, you can even operate them without the engine. They seem to be in control of one of the main hubs of the storehouse. If we can get in there, we could use those systems to spectacular effect!"

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Chapter 1102: Immense Benefits

"I can't believe the heavenly workings calculations systems are here!"

Yang Qi was just as surprised as the clone. Yang Qi had very profound energy arts, but funneling his power into his clone for so long had him quite exhausted. And he had reached the point where, considering they hadn't made any progress at all, he had been about to simply give up.

But then, just when he had assumed he'd reached the end of the line, he found a gleam of hope in a desperate situation. Here were the heavenly workings calculations systems.

In addition to the Engine of the One God, he had the genetic systems, vivicreation systems, psychic scaling systems, power assessment systems, and of course, the imperial-heaven pre-beginning systems. Although all of those systems were profound in their own way, they couldn't compare to the primary systems of the cruiser, such as the heavenly workings calculations systems and the godhood manufacturing systems.

After all, the heavenly workings calculations systems could make calculations regarding the workings of heaven, and the godhood manufacturing systems could be used to manufacture godhood.

Of course, all of the systems were ultimately overseen by the Engine of the One God. Thankfully, after getting that engine, all other aspects of the Cruiser of Civilization were subservient to him. And that meant that, with the heavenly workings calculations systems in the treasure storehouse, he had found the weakness he had been looking for.

Truth be told, there should have been no weaknesses. But with the Engine of the One God, things were different.

Delight filled Yang Qi's heart and he smiled broadly. "The heavens will always leave a door open somewhere! Our time wasn't wasted; we're finally going to milk these executors dry. We're going to clean out their storehouse and rob them so badly that, later on, if a mouse gets into their storehouse it'll cry."

The clone laughed. "Agreed. It seems to me the executors haven't even been into their storehouse for years; they have so much treasure they don't need to. Some of these things have been in here for hundreds of millions of years, to the point where many of them have been forgotten. They'll definitely do much more good in our hands than rotting away in here. However, that doesn't mean we can let our guard down. We still have to be very careful. The warding magics are powerful, plus, we need to do some tests to see how the Engine of the One God and the heavenly workings calculations systems interact."

"Of course. We'll start by using the imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers!"

Yang Qi rested a bit and cleared his mind, then unleashed his imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers.

Of course, the clone was no weakling. He unleashed his own true energy, and also sent godhood quintessence energy into the Engine of the One God. Slowly and carefully, he connected the engine to the heavenly workings calculations systems in a way that sent out no fluctuations whatsoever.

"There's no strange reaction!" Yang Qi said. "It worked. Not only are we about to get a huge amount of loot, but also, the heavenly workings calculations systems are going to go a long way to repairing the Cruiser of Civilization."

"Excellent!"

The immortal-slaying clone added even more power.

As a result, the heavenly workings calculations systems began shining brightly as the connection became stronger and more stable. Finally, a tremor passed through the immortal-slaying clone, who opened his eyes and said, "It's done, Yang Qi. You should be able to head right into the storehouse. I'll wait here in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart for word from you on what to do next."

"Understood," Yang Qi said. With that, he blurred into motion and headed through the passageway. A moment later, he found himself in front of a spacecraft that was covered with complex spell formation charts. Inside of it were numerous magical treasures and god items, all of them products of the scientific and technological civilization. There were also numerous chaotic streams of will that were manifestations of the workings of heaven.

"This thing is incredible! The calculations it can perform surpass the abilities of anything I have. Now to subjugate it with my imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers!"

Yang Qi yet again called on the powers of the imperial-heaven pre-beginning, causing the spell formation charts on the heavenly workings calculations systems to condense as they were subjugated. The heavenly workings calculations systems had been set up as a hub for the spell formations in the storehouse, which meant that getting control of them would make moving around in the storehouse easy. Even if a fight broke out inside the storehouse, no one on the outside would know.

"Now, shrink down!"

With the help of the immortal-slaying clone, he shrank the spacecraft containing the heavenly workings calculations systems, simultaneously causing the glowing light to spread out. With that, he flew out into the storehouse.

With that light surrounding him, it was almost as if he didn't exist at all to the defensive spell formations.

In the wink of an eye, he reached the Terrifying Medicine King's Scripture, where he waved the sleeve of his God Legion Battle Robe and grabbed both it and the psychic heterofruits. He also took the intact god corpse.

In his heart, he was laughing madly. 'I've struck it rich! The Will Manifestation Heaven Sect has done well, but our riches are like nothing compared to the Executors of the Ancient Road. It's like the difference between a beggar and the emperor. With these treasures, my trusted subordinates will definitely become a thousand times stronger. Perhaps even ten thousand times stronger. I'm taking everything the executors have saved up!"

Yang Qi made full use of the cosmic space within his robe, sucking in resources and sending them into the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

At a certain point, he had the clone bring some of his most trusted followers into the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, and when they saw what he was up to their jaws dropped. To see so many priceless items on display initially struck them speechless.

"Oh. My. God!" Sectlord Will Manifestation said. "Every single one of these treasures is more valuable than all of the reserves of the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect."

"That's right," the immortal-slaying clone said as he simultaneously managed the power of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. "This is the treasure storehouse of the Executors of the Ancient Road. We only have three days to work with before Yang Qi has an appointment to explore the depths of the Great Necropolis. Of course, although we only have three days on the outside, that could be thousands of years inside the chart. We're going to take advantage of all of these resources to help you all achieve incredible advances in cultivation."

Looking around, Peaklord Memory said, "With resources like this, and three thousand years to work with, I should definitely be able to reach the mid Terrifying level. These things are incredible! I can't believe the Executors of the Ancient Road have stuff like this hidden away; what a waste of resources!"

"The executors really have too much treasure in storage," Peaklord Celestial said. "I guess they just have more resources than they can use. Well, it's going to lead to their own destruction. I can definitely make an attempt at reaching the mid Terrifying level in the next three thousand years. If we had four mid Terrifying experts, that would be more than enough to make up for the loss of Houselord God Bastard and the others."

Everyone Yang Qi had brought into the storehouse could be considered a trusted follower, and most of them had been following him since his days in the mortal world.

Patriarch Annalist was there. His cultivation base was very close to the Terrifying level, so with the right resources, he could definitely advance by leaps and bounds. With his All-Eternity Spring-Autumn Annalist God-Dao Scripture, it was no wonder that he was so strong. Back in the days when he was at odds with Grand Emperor Myriadmagic Heavenspan, the only reason he hadn't advanced further was his lack of resources. Obviously, that had changed with the arrival of the Great Necropolis.

"Godhood! There's godhood here!"

"Those are Body-Shedding Bone-Exchanging God Pills!"

"So many incredible medicinal items!"

As everyone looked around in shock, Yang Qi continued his work. In fact, he had just reached the crystal ball containing all of the godhood. Taking the godhood from it, he found that there were fully thirteen thousand four hundred and fifty-three pieces. Of that number, he kept ten thousand for his own use.

Some of the pieces of godhood were unique, and actually didn't have the aura of the legion of gods. It was as though they had been created as they were.

The truth was that godhood didn't necessarily have to come from a god who had died.

In the god world, there were certain primeval, almighty entities who would directly create godhood, then distribute it to their subordinates for use in godly ascension. As for the godhood available in the mortal and immortal worlds, it could only be burned to gain power, not used for godly ascension. There just wasn't enough of it.

As for this collection of godhood, most of it had been directly created. In other words, it didn't signify that thousands of gods had died to create the collection.

After putting the ten thousand pieces of godhood in his sea of energy, Yang Qi began breaking them down, whereupon he felt immense deathless godliness flowing through him.

That collection would serve as a trump card that he could use in a critical moment. He could use it to break through to the mid Terrifying level unexpectedly, and thus gain an invincible cultivation base. For now, he would simply keep it ready to use. It would be the perfect way to lull enemies into a sense of complacency. And considering that he would soon be exploring the depths of the Great Necropolis and possibly encounter Proud Heaven, he needed to create every advantage possible.

He definitely didn't want Proud Heaven knowing the truth about his cultivation base.

Furthermore, he wasn't fully confident that he would succeed with the breakthrough at the moment. He wanted to be one hundred percent sure before he made the attempt. That was how Yang Qi preferred to do things: be absolutely and completely prepared, with no weaknesses and no chances of making mistakes.

Having taken the godhood, his next target was King Life-Killer's swords in the river of swords.

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Chapter 1103: Dramatic Growth

The benefits were rolling in.

Although the river of swords wasn't the true Unbounded Sword River from the god world, every sword that made it up was a god-weapon, and all of them were moving in a prescribed path that conformed to heaven itself. It begged the question of who had actually created it.

According to rumor, when a disciple of the Executors of the Ancient Road lacked a sword, they would come to this place and find one they were connected to by destiny.

Sadly for them, Yang Qi was about to take the whole thing.

Of course, even with Yang Qi's cultivation base, taking this entire river of swords wouldn't be easy. Thankfully, he had the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart to help. A vortex sprang into being, which swept forward and began sucking in all of the countless swords.

They became like a whirlpool flowing into the vortex, and although it caused some amount of noise, it was limited to a small area, ensuring that no one outside could hear what was happening.

The treasure storehouse was made up of numerous smaller worlds and dimensions, so one of them being destroyed wouldn't attract much attention.

Yang Qi thrust his hands out, using two energy arts, one positive, and one negative. It was his combination of the Unspoiled Body and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and it caused the river of swords to flow into the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart even quicker.

Before long, the river was gone.

With that, Yang Qi moved on to his next target, as ruthless as a wolf or tiger.

Next up was a collection of palace halls that were part of the Mourn-Parting Heaven-Palace.

Thus, Yang Qi was like a vicious bandit, or a hungry ghost who had just climbed out of hell after millions upon millions of years, ready to devour everything in sight.

He couldn't flick the sleeve of his God Legion Battle Robe with any greater speed, and his Heaven-Devouring arts were being used to their fullest extent.

A primal-chaos elder-snake suddenly appeared, a creature with the head of a snake and the body of a human, and it began devouring world after world, each of which was filled with treasures.

Back in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, the immortal-slaying clone was receiving all of it, a broad smile on his face. After all, each and every item from the seventy-two monarchs would improve his own energy arts, pushing his psychic scale to a higher level.

On the one hand, the clone was working on his cultivation, but at the same time, he was organizing all the new resources.

Everyone was also scouring through the new objects, looking for those that would help them reach a higher level. During the first thousand years that passed in the chart, many of Yang Qi's people reached the Terrifying level.

During the second thousand years, Sectlord Will Manifestation reached the absolute peak of the mid Terrifying level, thanks to god pills made from psychic heterofruits. He also mastered the Terrifying Medicine King's Scripture.

The second person to reach the mid Terrifying level was none other than Jadefall!

As for the purrling, to date, no one had been able to make any logical conclusions about how it grew. It seemed to be making constant advancement, even when it slept. It didn't seem to practice cultivation at all, as though it would eventually reach godly ascension without any effort at all.

When it was awake, it simply played around. And it never grew any larger. Perhaps it was that the time-altering effects of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart didn't work on it, and the three thousand years that passed were really just like three days to it.

In the third of the three thousand-year periods, Peaklords Memory and Celestial both rose to the peak of the early Terrifying level, pushing their psychic scales to over ninety.

It was impossible to say how many cultivation resources they had all used. And if they had tried to do this back in the Sage Monarch League, they would have cleaned out all of the resources of all the sects combined, and still not achieved any progress.

After all, many of these resources were things that not even the superpower sects would have access to.

The Executors of the Ancient Road really did have things that were rare even in the god world.

Eventually, three thousand years passed within the chart, and both Jadefall and Sectlord Will Manifestation were in the mid Terrifying level. As for the sectlord, he was a mysterious person who never revealed the truth about his cultivation. However, he had supported and helped Yang Qi from the moment he saw him. Although he was obviously keeping some profound secrets, Yang Qi wasn't inclined to pry about the details.

Going forward, helping more of his people to reach the mid Terrifying level was going to be difficult. Peaklords Celestial and Memory were both stuck in bottlenecks, and seemed completely incapable of achieving any breakthroughs.

There were quite a few people who had psychic scales over ninety, including Yang Zhan, his two brothers Yang Yunchong and Yang Hualong, Eldest Brother from the Invincible Society, and other people from the former Rich-Lush Continent, such as Chancellor Sun Moon.

It really was a case of dramatic growth.

The Sage Monarch League was just getting stronger and stronger, and it was no trifling advancement. In the three thousand years that passed in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, the Sage Monarch League transformed on the most fundamental level.

That in turn would improve the flows of destiny.

During the entire time, Yang Qi kept sending more and more resources inside.

Crack!

By this point, Yang Qi had virtually cleaned out the treasure storehouse. At the moment, he was at a location deep inside, where a host of medicinal ingredients were housed. They were kept on enormous altars, each of which was made from an immortal world with a rank of two thousand. From the strong spirit energy wafting off of the medicinal ingredients, it was obvious how powerful they were.

Of course, Yang Qi took all of them.

Yet those worlds of medicinal ingredients counted as almost nothing as he proceeded and found even more amazing things. He found sealed godlings that were used as mounts in the god world. They were all in the Terrifying level, and included things like thirty-six-winged apsara phoenixes, dragon-subduing white tigers, and god-faced giant owls.

They were all extremely powerful, with incredible fighting prowess, creatures that had originally roamed the god world, but had been captured and sealed tight by the executors. Taming them would obviously require a huge amount of power.

There were thousands upon tens of thousands of them, and Yang Qi knew at a glance that giving them to his subordinates would provide a massive boost to their fighting prowess.

Yang Qi didn't hesitate for a moment to take them all. His only regret was that none of them were in the mid Terrifying level.

Apparently, the only mount that strong was the one set aside for the emperor of the executors, which was a headless godbeast. When the emperor went into battle on that mount, it was almost like two top experts fighting as a team.

After the mounts, Yang Qi collected building materials for spell formations, as well as complete god formations. Compared to this, the one billion god formations he had taken from the Joyflower Palace were like nothing. There were even formations that were so powerful they could only have been built by Consummate or Paramount Gods.

If he could add them to the Sage Monarch League, it would be a huge improvement to the defenses.

'It's too bad I haven't come across any Great Necropolis godpower seeds,' he thought. Apparently, the Executors of the Ancient Road didn't get a single godpower seed, which seemed to indicate that they didn't qualify to become Inheritors. It was the same with the House of God Bastards.

The junior houselord from the House of God Bastards had boasted that they had some Inheritors, but after Yang Qi took full control, he found that it was nothing but a lie.

There were obviously standards of some sort regarding who could get the seeds.

God weapons, god items, medicinal pills, ingredients, spirit stones, godhood, armor, mechas, magical treasures, spell formations, god souls, god corpses, daoist texts, ancient records, primeval god vegetation, power from the god world...

Yang Qi took all sorts of things.

He didn't bother creating replicas to leave in their place. It didn't seem likely that the executors would discover what had happened any time soon. And by the time they did, it would be too late. The Sage Monarch League would have become so strong that the executors wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

The resources of world after world were building up in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

If it weren't for the fact that the chart could inherently divide up the resources of a myriad of worlds, it would have taken hundreds of years just to inventory all of the new items.

As the process went along, Yang Qi decided that he would keep his stores of resources in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, and not the Sage Monarch League. After all, if he could steal these things from someone, it was always possible that people could steal from him.

His clone was getting stronger and stronger, and assuming he could eventually subjugate the will of King Immortal-Slayer and take full control of the chart, then not even full gods would be able to break in.

The three days went by quickly, while three thousand years passed inside the chart.

The Sage Monarch League was rapidly growing stronger, and soon, god formations were being set up there, causing immense power and destiny to swirl in that part of the Great Necropolis.

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Chapter 1104: Astonishmen

Three days had passed, and the Shepherd, Doom, and Proud World were now waiting to meet back up with Yang Qi. As they did, they kept an eye on what was happening in the Sage Monarch League.

Of course, they were quite taken aback by how it was developing.

God formations were being set up left and right, and Terrifying auras were spreading out everywhere. Obviously, a heaven-shaking, earth-toppling transformation was underway. Even more shocking, something like a pillar that could prop up heaven and earth had appeared, which served as the foundation of the main spell formation of the sect.

"Look at this..." Doom said, his eyes flashing. "Well done, Sage Monarch League. And well done, Yang Qi. He did all of this in only three days? It reminds me of the legendary Preeminent God Pillar of ancient times. With that pillar in place, not even ten thousand evils could get inside. However, it should require millions upon millions of ingredients from the god world. You simply shouldn't be able to make it in the mortal world. How did he do it!?"

RUMBLE!

As the words left his mouth, mountains began rising up within the Sage Monarch League.

One of them had three peaks, hearkening to the Three Powers, those being heaven, earth, and man. Another looked like a hand, whose five fingers represented the five phases. There were others that had six, seven, eight, or nine peaks.

"Those are... the legendary Nine God Mountains!" the Shepherd said. "Mount One Origin. Mount Two Polarities. Mount Three Powers. Mount Four Divisions. Mount Five Phases. Mount Six Directions. Mount Seven Stars. Mount Eight Trigrams. Mount Nine Palaces. Together they make nine, which is the ultimate number. When the god mountains appear, they can crush anything and everything. The Nine God Mountains are connected to the Paramount Gods, and the method of creating them is long lost. And that's not to mention the materials required to make them. Only the Executors of the Ancient Road could possibly create something like this. Yet even the ancient executors, despite having the ingredients, never built them. How is Yang Qi doing this? And where did he get the materials? The Preeminent God Pillar and the Nine God Mountains. With them, the Sage Monarch League is going to have the strongest foundation imaginable."

Breathing a sigh of admiration, Doom continued, "It's not a simple task to create the Nine God Mountains. Anyone beneath the mid Terrifying level couldn't possibly succeed. And even with the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, the God Legion Seal, and a host of powerful energy arts, I don't see how it could be possible."

"One origin, two polarities, three powers, four divisions, five phases, six directions, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces." The Shepherd also sighed in admiration. "Tremendous. How exactly did Yang Qi manage all of this? Where did he get all the treasures?"

"My guess is that he did this all in the last three days," Proud World said. "If he had the ability to do this before, he would have."

"You think he got enough treasure to do all of that in only three days?" the Shepherd said quizzically. "Where in all the many heavens could a treasure trove like that even exist? Even in the Fiend-Devil League, we don't have anything close to that level."

Smiling mysteriously, Proud World said, "The only place where that much treasure could be stored up is with the Executors of the Ancient Road. If my speculations are correct, Yang Qi must have used the past three days to somehow sneak into the executors' treasure storehouse and rob it. Then he used the materials to create the Nine God Mountains, which not even the three of us could do if we worked together. And he also made the Preeminent God Pillar to control the Nine God Mountains. All of it functions together perfectly. One thing is for sure; we couldn't break into the Sage Monarch League now, even if we wanted to."

Whizz!

As the words left his mouth, a stream of energy appeared, whereupon Proud World shut his mouth.

Yang Qi was now standing in front of them.

"You're quite the genius, Proud World," he said. "You managed to figure out exactly what I did. Not bad. Not bad at all. For now, though, I want to make sure this matter remains a secret known only to us."

He waved his hand and a dense mist sprang up, covering the Sage Monarch League so that it was impossible to see inside. It was obviously the result of a powerful spell formation.

Doom's eyes flickered. "That's a Fate God Barricade, which can completely obstruct even the workings of heaven. How did you manage to build it?"

Yang Qi laughed. "Simple. I'm a Fateless One. It's easy for me to make spell formations like that. Presumably the three of you noticed what I accomplished in the past three days? Can any of you break through the barriers I've set up? I wouldn't mind having a little test."

"There's no need for any test," Doom said. "None of us could break through that. You have some powerful warding spells in there. Plus, you have a Preeminent God Pillar controlling the Nine God Mountains. You even have more mid Terrifying experts inside keeping things running. Very impressive. And unless I'm mistaken, you also have a god corpse puppet."

"You have sharp eyes," Yang Qi said, giving him a thumbs-up. "I placed a god corpse puppet in the Preeminent God Pillar. Anyone who tries to dismantle that pillar will be killed in an instant. In any case, Brother Doom, it seems to me that you've gotten a lot stronger in the past three days as well."

"That's all thanks to you," Doom replied coolly. "My energy arts have advanced significantly, although I doubt I've improved as much as you have. You really raided the executors' treasure storehouse?"

"I did. Since you guessed the truth, I suppose there's no need to be cryptic. I cleaned out most of the storehouse and used it to strengthen the Sage Monarch League. I'd say my league is now one of the very best there is. And my top subordinates just spent three thousand years working on their cultivation in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. I now have more mid Terrifying experts in my forces."

"As expected," Doom said. He, Proud World, and the Shepherd were deeply shaken by the news. The fact that Yang Qi now had even more mid Terrifying experts was definitely no joking matter. On the Ancient Road to the Gods, mid Terrifying experts were considered patriarchs and sect leaders. And the truth was that it wasn't possible for people to reach the peak of the Terrifying level. Only in the god world would that be possible.

In other words, the mid Terrifying level was the highest possible level.

Right now, Yang Qi and Doom were essentially the strongest and most invincible cultivators there could be. The only people who might be considered worthy enemies for them would be the emperor of the executors and Proud Heaven himself.

Of course, the emperor had been given blood blessed by the legion of gods, and was specifically tasked with policing the other experts on the ancient road.

Despite that, Yang Qi wasn't particularly worried about him.

The man he feared was Proud Heaven.

It wasn't possible for people who hadn't been to the god world to reach the peak Terrifying level. But Proud Heaven had been to the god world, and returned. As for his cultivation base, it was impossible to say. If he had received some sort of blessing in his time in the god world, it was entirely possible that he was at the peak Terrifying level, which would make him capable of slaughtering anything in his path.

Yang Qi couldn't afford to head into a conflict with him without being prepared.

Either way, Proud Heaven was definitely the strongest entity in the mortal world.

And the fact that he had yet to make a move indicated that he definitely had a master plan at work.

Seeing Yang Qi standing there thoughtfully, Doom said, "Alright, Yang Qi, let's head into the depths of the Great Necropolis. We need to unlock its secrets and figure out a way to defeat Proud Heaven. That's our only hope. Besides, if we gain control of the necropolis as a whole, we should be able to get through the Ancient Road to the Gods to the god world."

"I was just thinking about something," Yang Qi said calmly. "People who haven't been to the god world can't reach the peak of the Terrifying level. But someone who has gone there... could possibly have absorbed the magical laws there and become a peak Terrifying expert. I'm worried that we might be heading down a dead end here."

The faces of the other three suddenly turned very unsightly. Yang Qi was right.

After a moment of silence, Doom said, "I thought of that as well. But it's not exactly easy to reach the peak of the Terrifying level. Besides, someone who reached that level would be able to become a god, creating a god body and forming godhood. On the other hand, godly ascension isn't possible in the mortal world. So why would Proud Heaven give up on the chance to become a god by returning to the mortal world? That's why I'd say there's only a fifty percent chance he's at peak Terrifying."

"Whether he is or isn't, we need to get the essence of the Great Necropolis," Proud World said. "Proud Heaven is profoundly mysterious. I've never even been able to assess his cultivation base, although he always makes it seem like he's in the mid Terrifying level. I would guess he's actually stronger than that. After all, despite years of conquests, he's never been defeated."

"That's true," Doom said. "Whenever I clashed with the magisters of the future world, I always had the advantage. But when Proud Heaven showed up, I was always forced to flee. Even now, I don't think I'm a match for him. The only option would be to combine our two God Legion Seals and unleash a devastating attack with it. But if either of us gave up our seal, we would lose out on too much, so that's not an option.

"Let's go!"

It was with thoughtful expressions that the group of four began to fly deeper into the Great Necropolis.

The three thousandth ranked immortal worlds were the true end of the Great Necropolis.

Beyond that, the pathways vanished, leaving behind nothing but dense mist, like primal-chaos itself. No one knew what lay within, nor what dangers they would face.

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Chapter 1105: Great Necropolis Essence

Four apex experts were leaving everything behind and heading into the depths of the Great Necropolis, where they would face untold dangers and challenges.

Thankfully, the Sage Monarch League was secure.

With the Preeminent God Pillar and the Nine God Mountains defending the league, any enemy that tried to cause problems would be crushed. There was always the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart as well.

The truth was that the spell formation that Yang Qi had set up was profoundly powerful. It contained all of the numbers from one to nine, ensuring that not even the executors would be able to pierce it. Plus, Yang Qi had added elements of the Purrfect God Art and Great Necropolis godpower, among other aspects, to ensure that it was mighty to the extreme.

There were also mid Terrifying experts in place. With all of those defenses, the league would definitely be able to withstand an assault from even six or seven mid Terrifying opponents.

Of course, that wasn't to mention the other deadly god formations that were available, or the god corpse. For example, they had the replica of the Unbounded Sword River, which would easily slaughter early Terrifying experts.

Yang Qi himself was stronger than ever. In his sea of energy, he had ten thousand pieces of godhood sealed with the Devil-God Seal and arranged into a spell formation.

If one was able to look closely at the sealed godhood, it would be obvious that it was under the control of two types of true energy, one of them pitch black and the other shining with radiance and light. The two of them made a perfect taiji symbol.

The black was a representation of wretched evil, and of tribulations and kalpas.

The radiance and light represented righteous justice, and the ultimate level of power.

Of course, it was the dual energy art Yang Qi had created, a combination of the Unspoiled Body and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Because of it, the godhood was like a sphere, with an exterior resembling that of the Great Necropolis.

Yang Qi was gradually assimilating the collection of godhood, turning it into his own, and using it to push his cultivation higher and higher, getting closer and closer to the mid Terrifying level.

In fact, he was now about ninety-eight percent confident that he could successfully achieve the breakthrough.

However, he still wanted to wait until he was one hundred percent sure.

That breakthrough was a trump card that he didn't want to use until exactly the right moment. It would also be the same moment in which he finally became a Grand Emperor. He was currently still on the fifth stair of the Deathless Heavenly Stairway, the Stair of Fearlessness.

Given that, he actually had two trump cards. Although Doom, Proud World, and the Shepherd all knew that he would be experiencing more breakthroughs, there was no way that any of them could guess that he was in the middle of assimilating ten thousand pieces of godhood.

RUMBLE!

He had an immense, wild power brewing inside of him, although it wasn't apparent on the outside.

"The depths of the Great Necropolis have such wild energy flows that it might as well be primal-chaos," the Shepherd said, sighing.

WHOOSH!

A blade-like stream of energy suddenly appeared, like a scimitar, slashing into the Shepherd's defensive empyrean energy, creating a long, burning streak.

Face falling, he struck out with two fingers.

"Devil King Curse!" His move blocked the scimitar, but the blade continued slashing at his defensive energy.

The mists around them were growing stronger and denser, making travel much more difficult. It felt like trudging through a quagmire, in which every step was slow and took much effort.

Bam!

Yang Qi struck out with his fist, and the mist ahead of him made a booming sound like metal being struck. The mist collapsed. With that, he proceeded forward, followed by his three companions.

However, the primal-chaos vital energy quickly formed together again, even stronger than before.

"This is incredible," Doom said, unleashing his own Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to help Yang Qi carve out a path for them.

As they proceeded, it felt like an ancient god was waking up within the primal-chaos, causing their surroundings to solidify into stone, making advancement impossible.

"It's so hard to travel around in the depths of the necropolis," Proud World said. "No wonder most other experts never go past the three thousandth ranked immortal worlds. If we go any further, the primal-chaos vital energy is going to petrify into stone. Each step requires immense strength! I wonder if this is what the god world is like."

"The pressure in the god world is much greater than this," Doom said. "Ordinary people would have a hard time moving an inch there without being crushed to death. Remember, the deeper we get into this stone-like primal-chaos vital energy, the greater our chances of getting immense benefits. Look! Over there! Isn't that some godhood?"

Even as he spoke, his eyes emitted two golden beams of light that melted some of the vital energy ahead of them, revealing something floating in front of them.

It looked like some sort of fossil set in an enormous boulder.

He deftly reached out and pulled the boulder toward them, revealing that it really was a translucent piece of godhood, bereft of any aura of the legion of gods.

'Newly formed godhood!' Yang Qi thought, not saying the words aloud.

"Strange," Doom said, frowning. "This godhood... doesn't seem to belong to anyone. It wasn't left behind by any god. It looks created. It's too bad we can't get it, and use it to reach godly ascension. After all, godhood is the only way to become a god. Sadly, in the mortal world, it's only possible to use external godhood to create your own."

Everyone knew that it was impossible to actually reach godly ascension in the mortal world.

It was an ironclad rule.

"Come on, let's keep going," Yang Qi said. Looking ahead, he saw that everything in all directions was filled with the stone-like vital energy. It was incredibly difficult to proceed forward, but thankfully he could still sense his connection to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, so he wasn't too worried.

Even a mid Terrifying expert who got lost in a location like this might end up being eternally trapped in stone, and ultimately petrified. And from where they stood, it was impossible to tell how far this stone-like vital energy stretched on for.

However, they felt certain that, if they could get through it, they would reach the ends of the Great Necropolis, and perhaps even emerge onto the Ancient Road to the Gods.

Regardless, there were immense profundities to be discovered here.

With great effort, they sped up.

Most of the work was done by Yang Qi and Doom with their Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. It created a golden light that surrounded them almost like a ship of some sort, allowing them to pierce through the vital energy, causing sounds like a metal drill bit boring into a piece of metal to ring out.

"There's a corpse up ahead," Proud World said. The corpse had been infused with so much of the surrounding vital energy that it was now a stone statue, lifelike, with a long saber in its hand.

"I recognize him," said the Shepherd. "He's one of the top saber masters from the Ancient Road to the Gods, Saber Gentleman Ghostwar. He was a mid Terrifying expert who once dominated the ancient road, rebuking armies and fighting all opponents. Who would've guessed that he actually died here in the Great Necropolis?"

He struck the corpse with a palm, hoping to break what he assumed was a simple exterior stone shell. However, he quickly found that every aspect of the corpse, from the skin to the bones, had been petrified. The statue crumbled into dust.

Even his saber, a god item and second nascent divinity, had been turned into stone and was now crumbling.

The Shepherd had hoped to find at least some treasure on him, but obviously, that was impossible.

The Shepherd was visibly taken aback by that. He was the weakest of the group, and was only now coming to realize the dismal fate he would suffer if he didn't make it out of this location. In fact, if the four of them split up, he would probably have only a sixty percent chance of making it out alive.

"That was definitely Saber Gentleman Ghostwar," Proud World said. "I heard that he even fought with the magisters of the future world, although I didn't personally witness it. What a pity that he died here. I wonder if our expedition here will end with us running out of true energy and ending up like him."

"Don't worry," Doom replied. "With myself and Brother Yang Qi here, we'll get through this area. After all, Brother Yang Qi is an Inheritor, so he can move through this vital energy like a fish through water. Isn't that the case, Brother Yang Qi?"

After a moment, Yang Qi replied, "My powers as an Inheritor are limited. This vital energy is really strong..."

Suddenly, Doom's eyes flashed. "Watch out!"

A deadly beam of sword energy shot through the surrounding vital energy, and before anyone could react it was right at Yang Qi's back. Apparently, this was the sword strike of some consummate assassin!

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Chapter 1106: King of Assassins

Doom, the Shepherd, Proud World, and Yang Qi were in the depths of the Great Necropolis, where the vital energy was like stone, making it difficult for even mid Terrifying experts to move about. And yet someone was trying to assassinate Yang Qi? It was a completely astonishing development.

Whoever this person was, they were trying to catch Yang Qi off guard and kill him with a single blow. It might have been a good plan for someone else in the mid Terrifying level.

But it wasn't that easy to get the drop on Yang Qi.

Before Doom could shout a warning, Yang Qi spun in place and jabbed two fingers out, which locked on to a viper-like stream of sword energy. Upon being grabbed, the sword energy twisted and writhed for a moment before exploding into a powder that enveloped Yang Qi.

However, he simply sent a vibration pulsing through himself, dispelling the sword energy.

Then he curled his fingers, pulling the sword energy back into his palm, where it formed a resplendent sphere of sword light that he sent shooting back into the surrounding mist.

A moment later, a muffled grunt could be heard; apparently, Yang Qi had hit the target and inflicted an injury of some sort.

WHOOSH!

He immediately flew in the direction of the sound, becoming a streak of golden light that shot through the stone-like primal-chaos, shattering everything in his path.

"Let's go!" Doom said, following Yang Qi. The others did the same. Moments later, they reached something like a cave within the primal-chaos, within which they sensed the warm aura of a human.

There was also blood splattered about, although the cave was completely empty.

Yang Qi was the first to arrive. Reaching out, he wiped some of the blood off the ground, then burned the blood with true energy, causing it to turn into white steam that rose up into the air, where it took the shape of a human, writhing in agony.

"Did you really think it would be so easy to plot against me?" he said. "Considering you left so much blood behind, I guess I'll just curse you! Myriad Hells!"

He thrust his hand out, and a host of hells appeared, as many as there were stars in the sky. They began swirling, forming a vortex beneath the human figure, who struggled in vain as it was dragged downward.

Within the vortex were countless ghost claws and distorted human faces, as well as the enraged screams of millions upon millions of fiend-devils.

Shaken, Doom thought, 'That's… that's the most wicked, brutal, vicious, and ruthless curse there could be. It seems like it's from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, except transformed. Could it be a combination of the Unspoiled Body and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth? This assassin is in for some pain.'

"Aaaiiiieee!" the human shape screamed. "How ruthless of you, Yang Qi. I didn't hurt you! And you killed so many people from our Royal Palace of Assassins. I was just trying to get revenge. How could I have guessed you would be so strong, you dirty little swine? This curse can't do anything to me! Boundless Self-Immolation. Empty Assassination!"

RIP!

The figure exploded and the curse power faded away.

Yang Qi chuckled. "So it was the King of Assassins, leader of the Royal Palace of Assassins, and a mid Terrifying expert. As it turns out, he's not dead, but has instead been hiding here in the depths of the Great Necropolis. Sadly for him, he's not a match for me. Thanks to my curse, a third of his vital energy has been destroyed. Considering how weak he is now, it would be an easy matter to track him down and kill him."

"It's not worth it," Doom said. "The King of Assassins is too stealthy. Tracking him would be difficult, even more so within the stone-like vital energy of the Great Necropolis. Don't let your emotions affect your decisions, Yang Qi. If you really want to kill him, wait until we find the essence of the Great Necropolis. You'll be much stronger then, and perhaps I can join you as an Inheritor. At that point, killing the King of Assassins would be as easy as turning over your hand."

"But there's a bigger issue here," Proud World said. "It's not as if our group is easy to track, especially here in the depths of the Great Necropolis. So how was this guy following us? And why did he attack us? Furthermore, how can he move around so easily here? Could it be that he's also an Inheritor?"

"I agree that it's very suspicious," Yang Qi said. "In terms of strength, the King of Assassins doesn't measure up to me. But given how easily he moves around, I'd say it would make perfect sense that he's an Inheritor. And it's also likely he's working with someone else. Someone very powerful."

"Someone very powerful?" Doom said. "There aren't very many people from the ancient road who are as powerful as the King of Assassins. In fact, I'd say there's only one person…."

"Proud Heaven!" they all said at the same time, and strange expressions appeared on all of their faces as they wondered if their group of four was somehow being manipulated by Proud Heaven.

This shocking level of power was nothing to look down upon.

"Don't read too much into the situation," Doom said. "This is probably just a coincidence. There's no way Proud Heaven is that intelligent! If he was, he would've already killed both Yang Qi and me. Why would he go to the trouble of sending the King of Assassins to harass us? No, it's got to be a coincidence."

"Agreed," Yang Qi said. "There's no need to be looking over our shoulders everywhere we go. Let's focus on finding the source of the Great Necropolis godpower seeds." Clearing his thoughts, he led the group onward.

Whooosh!

The four of them pierced through the vital energy like lightning as Yang Qi and Doom finally showed what they were truly capable of.

After they were gone, a handful of tiny paper talismans appeared a short distance away within the stone-like vital energy. They swirled out and created another cave, a few meters in diameter. Within the cave sat an old man in black garments, who was currently gasping for breath. Pulling out a bottle gourd of medicinal pills, he began gobbling pills as if they were popcorn.

After some time passed, he recovered, yet still seemed so listless that he could hardly move.

'Damnation! That dirty swine was a lot stronger than I anticipated!' This man in black was of course the King of Assassins. Not only had he failed to kill Yang Qi, he had actually been severely injured in the process. 'If I hadn't become an Inheritor, I would've been killed by that pig. He really is exceptionally talented. No wonder Proud Heaven hired me to kill him.'

Meanwhile, in another location deep in the Great Necropolis, on an immortal world ranked three thousand, a fierce battle raged.

Eighteen Executors of the Ancient Road had a young man surrounded and were unleashing devastating attacks. All of the executors were princes on the same level as Prince Nobledeath. They were all very, very close to the mid Terrifying level, and had psychic scales of ninety-nine.

They were unleashing a torrent of palm techniques, sword techniques, sword energy, blade light, all of which became a sky-obfuscating, land-enshrouding river that slammed into the young man.

Shockingly, the young man was incredibly tough. Although he was surrounded and had no way to escape, he was by no means defeated. He was surrounded by a rain of swords that allowed him to defend himself against the powerful assault.

The young man was not in the mid Terrifying level, yet was able to stand up to the attack of a group of executors, all of whom had psychic scales of ninety-nine. That in itself was incredible, and in fact, there was only one person in existence who could pull such a feat off.

Star Swordlife.

His cultivation base was far beyond what it had been during the incident with the Flower-Seizing Marauder. However, considering he was facing eighteen executors, it was obvious that he was in extreme danger.

RIP!

All of a sudden, one of the executor princes pierced Star Swordlife's sword light, landing a palm strike that sent him flying backward.

"Preheaven Sword Energy: Blade of Law!" they shouted in unison.

Joining forces, they sent out a powerful palm attack, yet again sending Star Swordlife tumbling backward.

One of the executors stepped forward, laughing heartily. "So your name is Star Swordlife, boy? You have good sword technique, so why not agree to be our slave? That way you won't die!"

"You might as well quit dreaming!" Star Swordlife said angrily. "You executors kill living beings wherever you go, but I won't kill you in return. I'll just seal you!"

The other princes all burst out laughing.

"We've never met anyone as arrogant as you; at least, none who lived long. And you're even going so far as to accuse us of killing innocent people? What a freak! Maybe we should just take him captive."

One of the other princes lunged forward, eyes flickering with a wicked light as he launched a palm strike at Star Swordlife's head.

In the face of this attack, Star Swordlife had no choice but to close his eyes and wait to die.

However, that was when he heard a whooshing sound, as though something had just passed by his ear. Then, he opened his eyes, and found that all eighteen of the executor princes had been beheaded.

Expressions of rage could be seen in their eyes, yet they were completely dead and incapable of uttering a single word. Then their corpses exploded, turning into ash, their vital energy wiped out of existence.

Afterward, a young man appeared, clad in an azure robe. He looked like a scholar, but at the same time, an assassin. Even more so, he looked like a wandering hero who bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied the fate of mankind.

He had just beheaded eighteen top experts with a single move!

Star Swordlife was so shocked that he very nearly turned and ran.

Although he wasn't pleased that this young man had just killed eighteen people right in front of him, he obviously didn't dare to say anything about it. He had almost died at the hands of these executors, while this young man had just killed them with hardly any effort.

Star Swordlife wasn't completely suicidal, so he kept his mouth shut.

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Chapter 1107: The Ultimate Conspiracy

The mysterious young man in the azure robe was obviously a consummate expert. In the blink of an eye, he had cut down eighteen executors, all of whom were just on the verge of reaching the mid Terrifying level.

It really had been in the blink of an eye, as Star Swordlife had literally closed his eyes in preparation of death, only to open them a moment later and find all eighteen of his enemies beheaded.

Life really was fragile. Moments ago, those executors had been boundlessly domineering, only to be dead shortly after. It was a tragic thing that would provoke a sigh from anyone who heard the story.

"Why aren't you criticizing me for killing them, Star Swordlife?" the young man said, a mysterious smile on his face. "You like saving people, and if you could have, you would even have saved those people who were just about to kill you. That is your dao of the sword, and that is your philosophy, something that you'll never abandon. Even if you lose your life."

"I won't criticize you, Senior. After all, you just saved my life. The fact that you killed them in the blink of an eye shows that your cultivation base is unimaginably high. And that means that you could kill me with the snap of a finger. If I criticized you, and then was killed, wouldn't it be a big waste? I save the lives of others, but I can also watch out for my own. That doesn't violate any of my ideals."

As usual, Star Swordlife was using reasoning that most people would consider fallacious.

"Well put," said the young man in azure. "Except that I just killed those executors to save you. So was it an act of killing, or an act of saving?"

"Killing, of course," Star Swordlife said. "Considering how strong you are, Senior, you could easily have sealed them to save me. Instead, you chose to kill them. So in the end, it was an act of killing."

"What if I wasn't strong enough to kill them? What if I was weaker than them, and saw you about to be killed? Should I try to save you, or just leave quietly?"

"Leave quietly. If you weren't as strong as them, then your act of trying to save me would actually be suicide. And suicide is killing yourself, so obviously, it would also be considered an act of killing."

"Excellent," the young man said, smiling. "Wonderful. You really do stick to your ideals, Star Swordlife, and that means that you're worth helping."

"Helping?" Star Swordlife said, surprised. "Helped by whom, Senior? Why would you help me? We're neither relatives nor friends."

"What does being a relative or friend have to do with offering help? I've taken a liking to you, and I want to help you. Who would stop me from doing that? No one exists who can stop me from doing what I want, and that includes you. I know that you have incredible skill with the sword, and that you've settled into your role as an Inheritor. Unfortunately, you still managed to get yourself surrounded by eighteen executors, and nearly killed as well. How will you manage to seal Yang Qi if you go around acting like that?"

"Yang Qi?" Star Swordlife said, his eyes flickering with malice. "He's a slaughterer of innocents, whereas I want to save all living beings. I can never let him off the hook. I'll definitely seal him and never let him out for all eternity."

All of a sudden, the young man's expression turned ferocious, and he growled, "If I tried killing Yang Qi, would you attempt to save him?"

THUMP!

Star Swordlife suddenly tumbled backward as if he had been hit in the chest with a hammer. Falling into a sitting position with a look of shock on his face, he coughed up a huge mouthful of blood. This young man was far and away the strongest person Star Swordlife had ever encountered.

A single glance had nearly killed Star Swordlife, which made it obvious that this young man could take his life without any effort at all.

The young man took a few steps forward, aggressively looming over Star Swordlife as he said, "If I go to kill Yang Qi, and you try to save him, you'll be committing suicide. And you just said that the right thing to do would be to walk away, rather than commit suicide. To not be stained with unnecessary karma. Isn't that right?"

"Er, yes…" Star Swordlife said, finding it hard to breathe. "I won't interfere with your affairs, Senior. If you have a grudge with Yang Qi, then obviously you have to end it by killing him."

"Exactly. Besides, who cares if I kill him? Because of various circumstances in the past, I missed quite a few opportunities to kill him. Thus, I traveled through time specifically to end his life. Unfortunately, he's even stronger than I expected, and has joined forces with another particularly powerful person to oppose me. If I don't kill him, how can I ever resolve our grudge? What's more, he has something that I need. Otherwise, I would've never come back from the god world. You see, I could have become a god long ago. But what good would it do to be a Lesser God? Am I supposed to go around bowing and scraping like a servant to the other, more powerful gods? How could I ever crawl? There's no way. I want to defy heaven. I want to shake the legion of gods, and force them to acknowledge me as their leader!"

At a certain point, the young man's voice lowered to the point where he was almost talking to himself, although the psychic pressure radiating off of him didn't lessen a bit. In fact, it increased, causing Star Swordlife to shiver and wilt until he finally croaked, "Senior, don't kill me!"

"Kill you? I'm not going to kill you." The young man reined in his energy flows and psychic pressure, then reached out and pulled Star Swordlife to his feet as casually as if he were a child. "I'm going to help you. In fact, I'm going to push you directly into the mid Terrifying level. Then I'll send you to seal Yang Qi, and even become the ultimate Inheritor of the Great Necropolis. All of the other Inheritors will be under your command, got it? And if I kill them, you won't do a thing to stop me." He burst out laughing.

"Senior, who are you?" Star Swordlife asked, his voice quavering. "I've never seen anyone as powerful as you. Are you a god?"

"A god? No, I'm not a god. But I might as well be one. There's no one in the mortal world who could possibly be a match for my strength. Well, since I'm going to help you, I guess I might as well tell you who I am. I'm Yang Qi's father, Proud Heaven!"

Proud Heaven!

At long last, he had appeared. Even Star Swordlife had heard stories about Proud Heaven. Star Swordlife was from the Star River Sword Sect of the Ancient Road to the Gods. Although they were considered a relatively minor sect, even less important than the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect, they were still privy to many secrets. So of course they knew about the famous Proud Heaven, who had killed countless almighty entities and shaken the ancient road.

The question was, did it count as good luck or bad luck to have met him?

"Yang Qi told me that he's a Fateless One, and has no father," Star Swordlife said.

"Bullcrap!" Proud Heaven said with a cold smile. "Without me, how could he have ever been born, this Fateless One? He can refuse to admit that I'm his father, but he's still my son. And even if he weren't, I'll make sure his blood becomes mine. Hmph! I'll take that Fateless blood of his and add it to my own. That way, he'll always be my son. He might take it to be a humiliation, but that's fine with me." He burst out in laughter again.

"I suppose that as long as you don't kill him," Star Swordlife said, "it should be considered mercy."

"Well said. As long as I don't kill him, it should be considered mercy. Very well said. And now, the time for helping you has begun. I have a few dozen godpower seeds that I'm going to give you; that way, you'll instantly reach the mid Terrifying level."

As the words left his mouth, he waved his hand, sending out a host of seeds, all of which dripped with blood. Obviously, Proud Heaven had ripped them out of other Inheritors.

The sight of the blood caused Star Swordlife to grumble inwardly, but of course, he didn't dare to say anything out loud. He simply watched as Proud Heaven inserted the seeds into his sea of consciousness.

He was already an Inheritor, so the seeds went in without any resistance, a marked difference from when Yang Qi had taken his original collection of seeds.

The power of more than forty seeds surged within Star Swordlife's sea of consciousness, prompting him to throw his head back and let loose a mighty roar as stone-like true energy began erupting from every pore on his body.

"Get back in there!" Proud Heaven growled. Thrusting his hand out, he sent golden light to shove the true energy back inside Star Swordlife. As of this moment, Star Swordlife was experiencing a major baptism as the impurities within him were cleansed by golden fire.

He began to float up, slowly rotating as his true energy grew stronger and his psychic power raged.

"Be broken!" Proud Heaven said with a cold smile. "Magical laws. Natural laws. Shackles. Be broken, all of you! When I want someone to have a breakthrough, they do. If I say someone needs to be in the mid Terrifying level, they will be!"

He struck Star Swordlife with a palm, causing Star Swordlife's body to roil as though it were boiling water. Then, Proud Heaven clamped his hand down on Star Swordlife's head. Star Swordlife felt explosive force surging through him, then suddenly gained immense enlightenment of the mid Terrifying level.

As he clenched his hands into fists, an image of an enormous sword appeared behind him. "I refuse to believe that you can beat me now, Yang Qi! As a true Inheritor, I'm going to seal you!"

"Confident you can win?" Proud Heaven asked. "Then go. Head to the depths of the Great Necropolis, where the essence is. That's where Yang Qi is. If he finds the essence and absorbs the power there, he'll gain control of the Great Necropolis, and no one will be able to stop him!"

Star Swordlife looked over at Proud Heaven, well aware that the man was using him as a pawn. Now that Proud Heaven had helped him advance his energy arts, it was probably going to be impossible to be free of his control ever again.

And in the end, Proud Heaven's pawns always died miserable deaths.

"What, don't tell me that you're going to turn on me right after I helped you?" Proud Heaven chuckled. "Things in life don't work that way. There's no way you could ever stand up to me."

1. In Chinese, the word for suicide is literally "self-killing".

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Chapter 1108: Proud Heaven is Finally Here

Star Swordlife's heart was already pounding at the realization that Proud Heaven knew exactly what he was thinking.

What exactly was the level of Proud Heaven's cultivation base? It seemed like he could read the heart and mind of anyone he was dealing with with almost no effort. Of course, that task was made easier in the case of Star Swordlife with his one-track mind.

Swish!

Before he could do anything else, Proud Heaven suddenly reached out with dazzling speed. As Star Swordlife saw Proud Heaven's hand filling his field of vision, he instinctively unleashed a rain of swords, but Proud Heaven easily suppressed them.

In the blink of an eye, he couldn't even use his energy arts.

CRACK!

Five fingers latched on to Star Swordlife's throat.

Proud Heaven unleashed a tiny stream of true energy, and Star Swordlife's face instantly went as pale as death, and red steam rose up from the top of his head. His eyes filled with fear, but he didn't move a muscle and didn't dare to utter a word. As of this moment, he knew that, despite having risen within the Terrifying level, he was still no match for Proud Heaven.

"You are far too naive, Star Swordlife. Did you really think that I would help you get stronger, then let you fight me? That's a joke if ever I heard one. I know all about your one-track mind. However, I also know that you're something of a genius with the sword. Furthermore, I know that you're actually the personification of the life force created by heaven and earth. In the days to come, you'll reach immense heights and become a god powerful even among gods. Unfortunately, despite all that, you really don't have what it takes to stand up to me.

"I can make you what you are, but I can also take it all away. So don't try pulling any tricks. If you do, I'll kill you."

Star Swordlife's face was still white as a sheet. He knew that Proud Heaven was telling the truth, leaving him feeling at a complete loss. He had lost control, and if he tried to struggle, he would end up dead.

In front of Proud Heaven, his will of life force was completely restrained, making it impossible for him to even make some grandiose speech.

Shivering, he said, "Senior Proud Heaven, your strength surpasses all limitations. Killing Yang Qi shouldn't be any problem at all for you. Why did you offer me help and then set me against him? Aren't you attending to trifles but neglecting essentials?"

Proud Heaven snorted coldly. "The dirty little swine has a God Legion Seal, doesn't he? Well, so do I. And I'm not sure what exactly will happen if we use those seals against each other in a fight. Just now, I used the martial arts of the God Legion Seal against you, so it's little wonder you were helpless. But I'm not sure how powerful I'll be against that pig. And that's why I gave you the tools to fight him. You want to seal him, right? Well I'm giving you your chance. So go. Use your Inheritor powers to head into the most dangerous parts of the Great Necropolis, the place where the godpower seeds come from."

"Alright," Star Swordlife said. In the presence of Proud Heaven, he felt like a toddler that had just learned to walk. Unwilling to spend any more time in his presence than necessary, he offered a respectful salute and flew off into the stony primal-chaos of the deepest parts of the Great Necropolis.

Proud Heaven watched him go, and then smiled coldly. "The boy really has some talent. And he has some incredible destiny as well. He'll become a Consummate God, at the very least. Who knows, he might actually be able to fight with Yang Qi over the ultimate control of the Great Necropolis. There's no way I'll let Yang Qi and Doom live. Their two God Legion Seals are definitely going to come under my control. Then my long-cherished wish, held for millions upon millions of years, will finally come true. With the complete God Legion Seal, I can finally go to the god world!

"However, before I do, I need to accomplish the task of moving the Great Necropolis. Ah, Proud World, you'd better not let me down. You must resurrect the scrap of King Immortal-Slayer's will that I gave you! Once you do, he'll fight the will of the Great Necropolis, and although he might not completely destroy it, it should be enough to move the thing. Once the necropolis is dealt with and the Ancient Road to the Gods is open again, I can hurry to the god world. The road disappeared from the Primeval Age and the Future Age, and I can sense that it will soon disappear from the Immortal Age as well. If I don't move the Great Necropolis before then, it will become impossible to reach the god world and achieve godly ascension!"

His mere murmured words affected the immortal world around him, even stirring the stone-like energy flows of the Great Necropolis and causing whirlpools to form. Clearly, he was an apex entity within the mortal world.

In fact, no one truly knew how strong he was, and there were no other experts who had the courage to fight him.

As he faded away, he made one more speech. "You are my direct offspring, Proud World. Although you've defied me, you have no idea that I gave you the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth for a very specific reason. I'm waiting for you to accomplish a certain task, and after you do, I'll kill you. What does the death of a son matter in comparison to the God Legion Seal and the Great Necropolis? You see, I made sure that Yang Qi got all the other legacy medallions, because I want him to fight the will of King Immortal-Slayer. If I controlled the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, then I would be tainted by King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions and would never be able to free myself. This plan has been underway for countless years. In fact, it all started in the Primeval Age. And now… it's finally about to come to fruition."

All conspiracies. All major events. Proud Heaven was behind them all. In the mortal world, he could produce clouds with one turn of the hand and rain with another.

He manipulated everything.

Back in the stone-like primal-chaos vital energy of the Great Necropolis, Yang Qi and his companions were forging their way deeper and deeper, experiencing all kinds of dangers along the way. The vital energy was getting stronger, and they had encountered quite a few more corpses and magical treasures. Sadly, all of them had already been turned into stone, and were completely useless.

However, all four of them had collected significant amounts of godhood, roughly a dozen pieces each. That could be considered quite a haul, except it was relatively useless to them personally.

After all, they were searching for the ultimate source of everything to do with the Great Necropolis.

RUMBLE!

They shot onward, surrounded in the golden light that resembled a spacecraft, piercing into the depths of the vital energy. At a certain point, they reached a place where the vital energy swirled violently, causing rumblings like that of thunder to fill their ears.

The craft slowed to a stop and everyone looked around vigilantly.

"We've reached a very important area," Doom said. "This part of the Great Necropolis has god lightning that can split heaven and sunder the earth. We have to be very, very careful here."

"I'm getting the sensation there's something very wretched and evil up ahead," Yang Qi said. He waved his hand, summoning a mass of paper talismans that he sent flying into the stone-like vital energy. Instantly, the energy went still.

"Let's go. I can use my Great Necropolis abilities to quell the energy, but it's only temporary."

"Alright!"

They followed the paper talismans, yet they still felt like their souls were being battered by sledgehammers from the thunder.

It was even impossible to circulate their true energy.

Face ashen, Doom said, "How long is this going to last? Considering how strong we are, I'd say that ordinary mid Terrifying experts would die here. There's no doubt."

"You're right," Yang Qi said. "The god lightning in these parts is strong enough to kill gods. It's incredible!" He shivered as a stone-colored bolt of lightning struck him, draining some of his true energy.

However, that was when Yang Qi realized that he could use this rare lightning to help assimilate the ten thousand pieces of godhood he had.

It was lightning that would kill most people, but to him it could be used as a tool for tempering.

In fact, all ten thousand pieces of godhood had objects inside them that resembled fetuses, people whose facial features resembled Yang Qi. It went to show that Yang Qi was truly tapping into the quintessence of the godhood.

In the mortal world, people could only use godhood as a source of power, fuel for their psychic flames, or as an aid to their cultivation techniques. And that process would waste most of the quintessence of the godhood. In fact, people in the mortal world could only draw on one ten-thousandth of a piece of godhood. After all, how could mortals possibly draw on the full quintessence and power of a god? If they did, they would be completely and utterly destroyed.

Yang Qi wasn't assimilating the godhood in his sea of energy, but rather growing it. He was using two opposing energy arts, one positive and one negative, to cleanse it. Using his Great Necropolis godpower and the Purrfect God Art, in combination with the god lightning he had just encountered, he was provoking dramatic transformations and causing the godhood to form infant children within them.

There were ten thousand infants, all of them breathing.

Every breath Yang Qi took, they also took a breath. It was like ten thousand of him performing breathing exercises, with every single one of those children being nascent souls that were growing into nascent divinities.

The transformations that were occurring were so profound that not even Yang Qi was completely sure of what was happening.

At the very least, he knew that the lightning strikes weren't hurting him, but helping him.

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Chapter 1109: Coffins

None of Yang Qi's companions had any idea that the mere journey itself was actually pushing his cultivation base to incomprehensible levels. He had ten thousand pieces of godhood transforming into breathing nascent souls, right there in his sea of energy.

Who could ever have imagined that something like this would happen? Of course, in the past, his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth had created a sage child. Later, he fused that with his Unspoiled Body, causing it to dissolve into numerous streams of preheaven power, altering his substructure and making his true energy incomparably perfect.

Now, as his true energy flowed, his cultivation reached an enigmatically powerful level.

In fact, he was now one hundred percent certain that he could succeed at breaking through to the mid Terrifying level.

When he did that, he would also become a Grand Emperor and his psychic scale would likely climb into the hundreds.

Of course, Yang Qi chose not to achieve that breakthrough now. He would wait until the ideal moment to do so.

Truth be told, it would definitely be his greatest trump card to use against Proud Heaven.

RUUUUMBLE!

Thunder crashed, and the stone-like vital energy erupted into wild fluctuations. In response, Doom quickly unleashed one of his best techniques, sending out a palm that caused a projected image from the god world to appear.

"Eternal God World Suppression!"

This projection of the god world was a consummate ability from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, which he had cultivated to a very high level. Supposedly, it could be used to produce what was actually a smaller but complete version of the god world.

Not even elite experts like King Immortal-Slayer knew the full extent of the complete god world, so it was little wonder that Doom's version was somewhat unclear.

Despite that, when the image appeared, it seemed to connect to the actual god world, producing an outflow of power that shattered the surrounding lightning.

Drawing on more of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, Doom reached out to the shattered lightning, causing it to swirl into his palm in the shape of a sphere.

It was a sphere of primal-chaos stone lightning so formidable that, if used in combat against a mid Terrifying expert, it would easily turn them into stone.

Seeing this, the Shepherd and Proud World were both shaken and envious. However, they could do nothing more than stare as it happened.

"Not bad. Not bad at all." Yang Qi nodded in admiration. "That primal-chaos stone lightning is strong enough to hurt even us. I never imagined that you would be able to assimilate it, Brother Doom. In the interests of not falling behind you, how about we work together to clear out all the lightning here?"

He waved his sleeve, and sucked some more nearby lightning into his sleeve, even faster than Doom had done.

"Very impressive," said Doom, inwardly shocked at how enigmatic Yang Qi's cultivation base was. He also wondered how he was making such progress. After all, Doom had been forced to use his God Legion Seal and a projection of the god world to subjugate the lightning, whereas Yang Qi had simply waved his sleeve.

Doom couldn't even comprehend how that was possible.

'Maybe it's because he's an Inheritor,' he thought. Although Yang Qi didn't seem to be using the God Legion Seal, Doom knew that unless he truly abandoned it, the two of them were destined to be enemies. Although Doom still didn't intend to oppose Yang Qi, he knew that after they killed Proud Heaven, they would have to walk different paths. And there was also the question of who would get Proud Heaven's God Legion Seal. Doom was definitely not inclined to give it up.

Meanwhile, back in the Sage Monarch League, Jadefall, Sectlord Will Manifestation, and other loyalists sat beneath the Preeminent God Pillar, working on their cultivation and managing the affairs of the alliance. All of them had very high cultivation bases.

Normally speaking, sects would have disciples go out on missions to gain experience and resources, and further their cultivation. They didn't just give out resources, but required disciples to earn them via merit. That was the only way to ensure the continued operation of an organization, although it often led to disciples making mistakes and ruining their cultivation.

Truth be told, acquiring all the resources necessary to cultivate a particular daoist technique to completion often took up about ninety percent of the time involved.

Cultivating a godly-class energy art to completion might only take a few years, if one had all the resources. Yang Qi had faced that same challenge during his time in the mortal world. Sometimes, finding the right resources could take thousands or even tens of thousands of years. And some people might never get what they needed.

Yang Qi had just acquired a huge influx of resources from the executors' storehouses, and they were definitely enough to keep the Sage Monarch League going, as well as help his subordinates further their cultivation.

For now, the Sage Monarch League didn't operate on a system of merit, but rather a system of loyalty.

Those who were truly loyal to Yang Qi and the alliance, after undergoing a series of tests, would get access to the resources they needed.

As would be expected, the most loyal disciples were flourishing like bamboo after a spring rain.

In fact, new Terrifying experts could be seen on almost a daily basis.

There were also old-timers that were getting very close to the mid Terrifying level.

SWISH!

As Jadefall and Sectlord Will Manifestation sat there, a vortex opened and conglomerations of sealed stone lightning appeared, which they grabbed. From the muffled rumblings within them, it seemed as if this lightning was powerful enough to shatter even the mountains of gods.

"League-Lord, what treasure is this?" the sectlord asked. As a mid Terrifying expert, he could sense that this lightning was powerful enough to destroy just about anything and everything.

"This is stone lightning from the depths of the Great Necropolis," Yang Qi said via voice projection. "I've locked it up with the Devil-God Seal, allowing it to be used as a trump card. Use it, and you can cause major problems for an ordinary mid Terrifying expert. In fact, you can mow them down. Make them part of the Preeminent God Pillar and the Nine God Mountains, and set them into the grand spell formation. If the Executors of the Ancient Road come and cause problems, don't hesitate to inflict major casualties on them."

Jadefall and Sectlord Will Manifestation were delighted, and immediately began following the orders Yang Qi had just given.

"I'm just about to reach the mid Terrifying level!" Such words were heard from the mouths of many people, including Eldest Brother, Second Elder Brother, Sword Seventeen, and the others from the Invincible Society. Yang Qi hadn't forgotten about them, and thanks to his help, they were all in the early Terrifying level, with psychic scales over ninety.

They were people from the mortal world who Yang Qi had spent a lot of time grooming, and now they were truly becoming forces to be reckoned with.

Time passed as Yang Qi and Doom worked to clear out the god lightning. Eventually, they reached a place where the lightning stopped falling and the stone-like vital energy ceased flowing. There, they saw a cave.

Thump, thump, thump.

Yang Qi raced forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, jumping right into the cave. Inside, he found that it was a few hundreds of kilometers from end to end, and was filled with a very strange aura. As well as coffins. Numerous stone coffins, all of them emanating horrific auras that would cause one's hackles to rise. In fact, Yang Qi felt himself covered with goosebumps.

The Shepherd, Proud World, and Doom all looked around, faces pale from terror. These were people who had been to the most horrific hells and seen just about everything. But right now, the terrifying atmosphere was affecting even them.

As for the Shepherd, he was one of the top suzerains of hell, and the league-lord of the fiend-devils. There was virtually no hellish scene that he hadn't witnessed, yet these stone coffins caused his hair to stand on end. After all, he knew that, considering they were in the depths of the Great Necropolis, there was no way these coffins were ordinary items.

Looking around, Yang Qi said in a somewhat awkward tone, "You would expect there to be some coffins somewhere in the Great Necropolis. It's nothing unusual…."

Yet even he felt fearful, and had the sense that he had somehow stepped into an alternate dimension.

"W-why… why does your voice sound different?" the Shepherd said, looking closer at Yang Qi. It was true. To him, Yang Qi sounded more like a woman, perhaps a ghost that was tens of thousands of years old, who hated heaven, earth, men, life, and even other ghosts and gods.

"Don't speak out loud," Yang Qi said via divine will. "There's something very odd about this place. Stick close together."

They were all wondering what exactly was interred in these coffins, and why they emanated such a terrifying aura. All of them suddenly felt something like a chill breath caressing their necks, almost as if someone were standing next to them getting ready to speak.

"Who—"

They all instinctively placed their hands on their necks, but didn't feel anything there.

"Look at the Shepherd!" Doom blurted. The Shepherd's eyes were now bright green, and he was smiling in the most bizarre fashion possible.

1. The "sage child" was originally mentioned in , and formed in . It was mentioned in a few other chapters, with the last mention being in .

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Chapter 1110: Secrets

There was an extremely bizarre expression on the Shepherd's face, as if he had been possessed by some wretched spirit. And that was a terrifying thought.

The Shepherd was in the mid Terrifying level, and impervious to all kinds of assaults by wretched entities. He would likely be able to survive in the god world, yet now he was standing there trembling, his eyes flickering with a strange light. Everyone was shocked.

Yang Qi was just about to send some true energy into him to investigate when the Shepherd suddenly unleashed a terrifying howl.

"Aaaiiiieee!"

All of a sudden, green hair sprouted out all over his body, as if he were turning into a green-furred zombie.

Roaring, he suddenly curled his fingers into claws and rushed toward Yang Qi, Proud World, and Doom.

"What happened?" Yang Qi barked. It looked like the Shepherd's energy arts were vastly above their previous level, and it forced Yang Qi to scramble to meet his attack.

Gong!

He thrust out a palm, and when they clashed, he knew for certain that he wasn't dealing with the Shepherd's energy arts. It was as though he were fighting a boundless wretch-spirit who was using the Shepherd as a conduit, and simultaneously trying to take complete control of him. However, it only took a moment for the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to vanquish that wretch-spirit's energy.

"Attack him!" Doom shouted, preparing to attack. "He's been possessed by a wretch-spirit, or possibly a deceased god. He's not himself, and that's not his true energy!"

The three of them launched palm strikes, all of which slammed into the Shepherd.

Screaming, the Shepherd suddenly scrambled back toward one of the coffins, threw open the lid, and dove inside, disappearing without a trace.

"What just happened?" Proud World said.

Doom, a serious expression on his face, replied, "That's what I'm wondering. Yang Qi, it seems like the Shepherd has been possessed. What do you think we should do?"

"I sense a boundlessly wretched and evil power," Yang Qi replied coolly. "Unlike the three of us, the Shepherd doesn't cultivate the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, so he can't defend against the wretched, evil power. He has indeed been possessed, and is now turning into a wretch-spirit."

"I think you're right," Proud World said. "Going forward, we need to be very careful. I wonder what all these coffins are here for. Should we continue inside and investigate? Look, they seem to be organized around one specific coffin!"

As they examined the cave further, they saw that Proud World was right. There were countless coffins that were all organized around a larger, red coffin. It almost looked like it was covered with blood, except that they were actually paper talismans. From what they could tell, it must contain a slumbering fiend-devil of some sort.

"Our goal," Yang Qi said, "is to find the essence of the Great Necropolis, the origin of the godpower seeds. This obviously isn't the place. My suggestion is that we don't waste time. Let's leave and continue our search."

"I don't think we can," Doom said dryly.

Yang Qi looked back and found that the entrance was nowhere to be seen. There was only a stone wall so tough that they couldn't break through it.

"We need to get the Shepherd back and exorcise the wretched evil from him," Doom said. "I think that's the only way we'll figure out what's going on. Besides, what if this place is actually part of the essence of the Great Necropolis? What if it does have something to do with the godpower seeds?"

"That makes sense," Proud World replied. "I refuse to believe that this place is really that frightening. You two both have pieces of the God Legion Seal, which the Sovereign Lord himself used to subjugate the many heavens. What do you have to be afraid of? As for me, I have the pure Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth that was given to me by Proud Heaven, so I'll be fine as well."

"Alright," Yang Qi said. "Let's save the Shepherd. He's a friend, so we can't just leave him to die. If he's possessed by a wretch-spirit, Brother Doom and I should be able to work together to exorcise it. It might be strong, but it definitely fears the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth."

"Agreed," Doom said. "We save the Shepherd. Which of these coffins did he just jump into?"

All of a sudden, they heard someone talking from behind them. "Are you crazy? I'm standing right here! What do you mean I've been possessed by a wretch-spirit?"

They spun in shock, and Yang Qi's eyes nearly popped out of his skull. Standing right there behind them was a man in a black robe carrying a shepherd's crook. If he wasn't the Shepherd, who could he be?

"Who are you?" Proud World nearly shrieked.

"The Shepherd!" he replied, looking surprised. "What are you doing? We walked in here, then the three of you suddenly launched attacks at literally nothing. Then you started jabbering about me being possessed by a wretch-spirit and needing to be saved. What's going on?"

"Are you really the Shepherd?" Doom said. He exchanged a glance with Yang Qi, then blurred forward and placed his hands on the Shepherd's shoulders as he sent some true energy into him to inspect him.

"What are you doing, Doom?" the Shepherd shouted, shivering. "We swore oaths not to harm each other before killing Proud Heaven. What are you doing?" He even sent some true energy out to try to defend against Doom.

Doom quickly retracted his own true energy and flew back to stand next to Yang Qi, a look of surprise on his face. "He really is the Shepherd, not a fake. I used the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and I can guarantee he's real!"

"He's really the Shepherd?" Proud World said. "Then who was that before?"

He felt cold sweat dripping down his face as he wondered exactly what kind of terrifying situation they had stumbled into.

If he could, he would have fled this mysterious cave of coffins immediately.

Yang Qi's heart was also pounding as he tried to make sense of everything that was happening.

After a moment, he forced himself to calm down. He knew that they were in a strange situation, and having a calm heart was important. It seemed to him like there was some sort of powerful defense of illusions in this cave, designed to confuse anyone who entered.

The Great Necropolis had come out of the god world, so it made sense that there were things in it that could mystify even gods.

"Come over here, Shepherd," Yang Qi said. "None of us are really sure what's going on, but the safest thing is for you to stay close to us. We have the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and that should keep you safe from whatever illusions might be occurring here."

As the Shepherd walked over to them, he angrily said, "It's obvious that you people are the ones getting confused. What makes you think it's me? I was standing there the whole time while you three babbled nonsense and—"

Crack!

Yang Qi suddenly moved so quickly it was impossible to see him move. Reaching out, he tapped the Shepherd's forehead and sent some true energy into him, causing him to float up into the air as a golden sealing mark appeared in his sea of energy. Golden light shone out, which quickly enveloped his person.

"The Many Heavens God Seal!" Doom said in open shock.

He had cultivated the same energy art, but his version wasn't nearly as powerful as Yang Qi's. Doom had even been considering killing the Shepherd, but now Yang Qi had taken care of the situation smoothly and with no slipups.

Although the Shepherd sensed his true energy flowing just as briskly as ever, he had a very bad feeling about the situation. Fuming, he said, "Y-you... you planted some sort of seed inside of me? You're trying to take control of me?"

"I didn't plant any sort of seed," Yang Qi replied coolly. "It's just the Many Heavens God Seal. Consider it like a magical treasure or an energy art that you can cultivate to your benefit. Don't worry, I'm not plotting against you. As for the details of the Many Heavens God Seal, Brother Doom can explain the details. Suffice it to say, if I had been trying to harm you, I would have used a Heaven-God Hell-Exterminating Devil Embryo instead."

Doom nodded. "The Many Heavens God Seal is indeed a protection for you, Shepherd. Yang Qi only has good intentions here. And he didn't leave any of his own will or true energy inside of you. He simply placed the seal in you for your own protection."

"Oh?" The Shepherd checked himself and found that his true energy was still completely under his own control. Performing a few million circulations and finding no obstructions, he finally said, "Many thanks to you, Brother Yang Qi. Not only did you forget past grudges, but you actually helped me."

"Consider it compensation for the Mahātmā Jade I took from you. I'm the kind of person who knows who to show gratitude to, and who to feel resentment against. And I don't like owing things to my friends. What I just gave you was created by the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and it's yours now. I can't take it back. Now, on to more important things. Going forward, I don't want anything to happen like what happened just now. You say that we were hallucinating, but are we sure it's not you? Let's talk this whole thing through. Shepherd, you now have part of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, so if we're the ones hallucinating, the same should happen to you."

Of course, while giving the Shepherd the Many Heavens God Seal, he had also done his own check to make sure that he wasn't possessed by a wretch-spirit.

"Let's head deeper into this cave of stone coffins," Proud World said, "and figure out exactly what's going on!"

Yang Qi nodded. However, just when he was about to voice his agreement, Doom, Proud World, and the Shepherd all looked at him with wide eyes. "Brother Yang Qi, what's happening?!"

1. Zombies with different colored fur or hair are a common trope of Chinese fantasy novels. For those of you who read A Will Eternal, you might remember a part in the early parts of story where the MC created zombies of a variety of different colors.

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Chapter 1111: Illusion

From what the Shepherd had just asked, and from the wide-eyed expression on his face, which was mirrored by Proud World and Doom, it seemed that all of them were worried that Yang Qi had been possessed by a wretch-spirit.

Yet he simply stood there looking completely at ease.

"What are you doing? You three are obviously in an illusion. I'm not possessed." Yang Qi quickly sent three streams of will into the three of them, hoping to bring them to their senses.

Unfortunately, the result was that all three reacted as though they were seeing something profoundly terrifying. Doom even shouted, "You're attacking us, Yang Qi!? Everybody, watch out! He's using one of his consummate skills, the Sovereign Lord's Holy and Far-Reaching Consummate Omnicurse! Quickly, join forces to fight back!"

RUMBLE!

All three joined forces and launched a combined palm strike at Yang Qi, causing wild winds to spring up and giving him no room to evade.

All he could do was meet the attack head-on.

They were treating him like he was their greatest archenemy, someone they were determined to kill, and it begged the question of what illusion they were wrapped up in that would provoke this reaction.

What exactly was going on?

'This must be a really powerful illusion,' Yang Qi thought. 'But where is it coming from? And why can't I sense its source? Regardless, I can't keep fighting them like this. It's a big waste of energy for all of us, and will just weaken us so the wretch-devils can swoop in and take advantage of the situation. Luckily, my cultivation base is high enough that it isn't too difficult to slip out of their grasp.'

Countless nascent souls within his sea of energy breathed in and out, pushing his cultivation base to the ultimate peak possible. Drawing on his true energy, he negated the incoming attacks, then flicked his finger.

Ding!

The true energy in his meridians formed into three clumps that became three bubbles. Of course, they were manifestations of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth and the Unspoiled Body, combined with the Purrfect God Art. In the past, he had only achieved middling success with the Purrfect God Art, but he had recently made significant progress.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Three bubbles shot out, instantly enveloping Doom, the Shepherd, and Proud World.

"Wake up!" Yang Qi shouted. "You're stuck in an illusion!"

"Die!" Doom howled, drawing on his God Legion Seal to unleash a devastating attack that popped the bubble and caused the surrounding primal-chaos to roil violently.

Yang Qi backed up as the others also unleashed explosive attacks to free themselves.

Yang Qi was visibly taken aback. Although he couldn't unleash the full potential of the Purrfect God Art, it should have been impossible for them to break free so easily. Waving the sleeve of his God Legion Battle Robe, he calmed the violent tempests that had erupted.

Suddenly, all heaven and earth went back to normal, and the cave once again became a mysterious and sinister place.

Doom, the Shepherd, and Proud World stood there staring at Yang Qi with blank astonishment. "What's wrong, Brother Yang Qi?"

"Are you clear-headed?" Yang Qi asked. "You're not stuck in an illusion?"

"What? We were stuck in an illusion?" said Doom, not sure whether to laugh or cry. "Brother Yang Qi, just a moment ago, you suddenly started yelling something about there being a misunderstanding, that we were stuck in an illusion. Then you went crazy and just started attacking us for no reason. Eventually, the true energy in you exploded out and everything went back to normal."

"That's right," the Shepherd said. "What's going on here? You launched a spectacular attack on us and forced us to retreat. Thankfully, you didn't press the attack, and everything went back to normal fairly quickly."

"Brother Yang Qi, you're the most perceptive and clear-headed of all of us. I never would have guessed that you would get sucked into an illusion." Proud World glanced around the cave, shivering.

"I attacked you for no reason?" Yang Qi said. "You didn't attack me?"

"Definitely not," the Shepherd said. "Why would we attack you? You were definitely struck by an illusion just now. Your attacks didn't even hit us! It seems we're stuck in a very bizarre dimension, with seemingly no way out. If we don't figure out a way to work together, I fear we'll end up dead."

From what Yang Qi could tell, the three of them did seem completely sober and uninterested in attacking him at all.

All of a sudden, he felt a chill in his bones, which was none other than fear of this enormous stone cave. The attacks they had just launched on him had seemed completely real, and he simply couldn't believe that it had never happened at all. His energy arts were at such a high level that if he were to actively observe his surroundings and pour all of the true energy in his cultivation base into the effort, then how could he not be able to perceive what was and wasn't an illusion?

The attack just now had been extremely powerful, and didn't seem like it could have been an illusion at all.

If this stone cave could project an illusion that could confuse even him, it meant that it was powerful enough to do the same to actual gods.

'Are these three lying, or is something else going on?' he thought. In the end, Yang Qi would never put his full trust in other people. Besides, if he trusted what Proud World, Doom, and the Shepherd said, it would imply that he didn't trust himself, and that could have immense negative connotations.

'Might as well just forget about it,' he thought. 'If I keep second-guessing everything, I'm going to end up experiencing cultivation deviation. Maybe this is the true power of the illusion, to cause doubts and mistrust that compound on each other, leading to devastating consequences.'

With that, Yang Qi pushed away thoughts about what had just occurred. It didn't matter whether his companions thought of him as an enemy or a friend. When soldiers come, send a general to stop them. When floodwaters come, use earth to block them. All of a sudden, the cultivation method of the Annulled Grand Magic appeared in his sea of consciousness and his psychic scale climbed by another level.

His eyes blazed with flickering light as he looked out into the cave and realized that previously undetectable fluctuations were rolling out of the crimson coffin in the middle of all the other coffins. Although his companions had no way to detect them, with his newly heightened psychic scale, he could.

"I think the illusion is a function of that crimson coffin!" Yang Qi suddenly said, his voice thrumming with the power to devastate wretch-god magics. Instantly, a bubble appeared, surrounding Doom, Proud World, and the Shepherd, placing them in a field of protection that illusions couldn't encroach upon.

A look of admiration appeared on Doom's face. "Brother Yang Qi," he said, "your energy arts have advanced again, haven't they? Please accept my sincere congratulations, as well as my utmost admiration. You saw through it all and realized that we were the ones in an illusion."

"The truth is that everything is an illusion," Yang Qi said. "You. Me. The Great Necropolis. The God Legion Seal. Reality only exists within the heart and spirit. And yes, I really did reach a higher level of enlightenment. Coming here was worth it after all."

"Brother Yang Qi, it seems you really did gain some deep enlightenment," Doom said. "Eventually, you really will free yourself from the fetters of the God Legion Seal and achieve your own boundless dao. Congratulations, Brother. You're on your way to true freedom and independence. Ai! Proud Heaven returned from the god world, abandoning his chance to reach godly ascension, all in the hopes of getting the God Legion Seal. But you've actually abandoned the seal, which just goes to show how superior you are."

"Don't worry," Yang Qi said coolly. "Although I'm removing myself from the constraints of the God Legion Seal, I still have the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth in me. Eventually, I'll also be able to abandon the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth and make my own heaven-shaking, earth-shattering technique. When that happens, it won't matter if the God Legion Seal is destroyed or remains whole. It'll have nothing to do with me. But regardless of all that, I obviously won't let Proud Heaven have it. He must die."

"Congratulations, really," Doom said, shaking his head and seemingly sighing as he wondered if he would ever be able to free himself from the God Legion Seal. "Brother Yang Qi, do you think that, one day, I might also be able to free myself from the God Legion Seal? How did you do it?"

"The truth is a bit embarrassing," Yang Qi said, chuckling. "It all started when I was able to observe a unique godling. Presumably you've heard of it. It's the purrling from the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect."

Doom thought for a moment. "Purrling? The same one that caused a huge stir among the experts from the Ancient Road to the Gods? The one that dragged the people from the Royal Palace of Assassins to you from a distance, that not even the King of Assassins could handle? It must be far beyond the level of a mid Terrifying expert. Truth be told, Brother Yang Qi, that purrling is one of the big reasons that I'm not interested in being your enemy, and also why I asked your help to deal with Proud Heaven."

"Oh?" Yang Qi said. "Brother Doom, are you saying that you know what the purrling is?"

"Sadly no," Doom replied with a ghastly smile. "I have no idea what the purrling is. Besides, when you know the origin of something, you'll also come to know its weakness. Not even the King of Godmammoths is an exception in that regard. And since I don't know anything about the purrling, I obviously don't know its weaknesses."

"Brother Yang Qi," Proud World said, "if we had the purrling, maybe we wouldn't be in such a passive position. Could the purrling possibly deal with Proud Heaven?"

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Chapter 1112: Breaking Open a Coffin

"We can't put all our hope for defeating Proud Heaven on the purrling," Yang Qi said. "Besides, just because it's mysterious and impossible for us to fully understand doesn't mean that it can handle Proud Heaven. The best option is for us to get as strong as possible, and rely only on ourselves."

"I agree," said Doom. "We have to rely on ourselves to defeat Proud Heaven. Besides, only a bearer of the God Legion Seal can kill another bearer and take the other seal. If an ordinary person kills one of the bearers, the God Legion Seal will simply fly away and look for a new host. Besides, we just don't know if the purrling could actually deal with Proud Heaven."

"So what do we do now?" the Shepherd said. "Considering the danger of succumbing to the illusions, we can't explore the coffins. But at the same time, we can't leave. We're really in a bind here."

"We are in a bind," Proud World said. "If we proceed forward and succumb to more illusions, it's only a matter of time before one of us kills one of the others. And that's not to mention what will happen if ghosts emerge from those coffins and attack us."

"Let's wait for a moment and see what else happens," Yang Qi said, brow furrowed. "I just gained new enlightenment regarding what is neither false nor void, and what seems both reality and illusion. My Purrfect God Art has reached a high enough level that it should keep you safe for the time being. So let's see if any more illusions rise up, and if we can unlock any of the secrets of the coffins."

"Fine," Doom said. "Considering the level of your cultivation base, we'll follow your lead."

While the other three remained within the bubble Yang Qi had created, he gazed out at the numerous coffins with a look of concentration and vigilance on his face.

They were all deeply frightened by the experience of succumbing to the illusion earlier. It would have almost been better if some powerful expert had come along and defeated them all in open combat. But having their perceptions tainted so they didn't even know who their enemy was, and having their companions fight and kill them, well, that left them feeling helpless.

However, as they remained in the bubble, they saw occasional sinister winds floating toward them from the area of the coffins. However, the winds couldn't penetrate the bubbles, ensuring that they were completely safe.

"Strange," Doom murmured. "The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth is the ultimate martial art, but not even its defensive empyrean energy and god curses are enough to keep me safe. But inside this Purrfect God Art bubble, I feel fine. What exactly is going on? Don't tell me that the Purrfect God Art is actually superior to the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. I refuse to believe it!"

Normally speaking, everyone in this group had profound energy arts with defensive capabilities that should have made them impervious to any wicked incursions. But once inside this cave of coffins, the terrifying miasma they faced was strong, but it couldn't extrude the sinister energy that built up in their hearts.

The winds that blew on them were not true winds, but things of the god world that affected their hearts. They were rancorous energy from perished gods, filled with the power of curses, that their defensive empyrean energy simply couldn't deal with.

But they were safe in the Purrfect God Art bubble.

A few hours passed in which none of them had any problems succumbing to illusions.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi continued to observe their surroundings thoughtfully.

As he kept the bubble active, he could sense streams of wretched will swirling out from the coffins. Although they were invisible, once they reached into the hearts of a victim, they would affect their thoughts and emotions.

In fact, if he didn't have his Purrfect God Art, he would be in great danger here.

The streams of wretched will couldn't be killed or expelled, and would essentially replace the thoughts of whoever they infected. And eventually, after someone completely succumbed to the illusions, they would go mad and die.

"It's been a few hours," Proud World said, "and we haven't experienced any more illusions. Brother Yang Qi, you're quite simply a god! I don't think any of us here could possibly be a match for you. And without you here, we would definitely be trapped in illusions."

"Don't celebrate yet," Doom said. "Brother Yang Qi, how long can you keep this up?"

"A few thousand years, if I had to," Yang Qi said. "Maybe even ten thousand. I have plenty of true energy. But we can't just sit around like this forever. We have to take the initiative to do something."

"That's right," Doom said. "The status quo isn't going to work. The way things are now, we might as well be buried in here. Although our cultivation bases are strong enough to keep us alive for a hundred million years, we can't afford any delays in our plan to kill Proud Heaven. Considering we have protection from Brother Yang Qi's Purrfect God Art, I suggest that we open some of these coffins and kill the wretch-spirits inside. I refuse to believe they can really harm us. Other than their illusion techniques, I doubt they can do much!"

"You're right!" Yang Qi said, nodding. "Fine, I'll do it."

RUMBLE!

He flicked his finger, sending a stream of energy from the Purrfect God Art out toward one of the nearby coffins. There were millions upon millions of coffins here, and Yang Qi got the sense that all of them contained mysterious locations inside. After all, these weren't the coffins of ordinary humans; they contained massive conglomerations of wretch will and rancorous energy from the god world.

Without opening them and seeing what was inside, how would it be possible to escape from this place?

If some truly dangerous situation arose, and worse came to worst, Yang Qi could always unleash his potential and enter the mid Terrifying level. With his cultivation base that much higher, he was confident he would be able to handle the situation. Truth be told, not even he was sure what unimaginable level of power he would reach when he finally achieved that breakthrough.

Most people wouldn't be able to achieve a breakthrough in a place like this, considering that they couldn't sense the power of the outside world. But Yang Qi had ten thousand pieces of godhood within him, which he was constantly working on turning into nascent souls. Furthermore, he had the vital energy of the Great Necropolis and the quintessence of the Purrfect God Art. With all of that, he had reached a state that was neither that of gods, nor immortals, nor humans. And when he unleashed all of his explosive potential, he could definitely slaughter even Doom.

In other words, he could take the second God Legion Seal any time he wanted.

However, he had no plans to kill Doom. And when he killed Proud Heaven, he didn't intend to take his God Legion Seal, either. At most, he would use it to gain some enlightenment regarding the true quintessence of combat.

As was written: The Dharma is like a log raft used to cross the river. Upon reaching the destination, the log should be abandoned. Similarly, the Dharma must eventually be cast aside, much less those false Dharmas which are not the true Dharma.

The God Legion Seal was like the log raft which was to be discarded after crossing the river. Someone who reached the other bank, then hoisted the raft onto their back to continue their journey, would be nothing more than a moron, and would make no further progress.

A human who acquired the God Legion Seal would definitely have acquired a precious treasure. However, if that person couldn't abandon the seal, they would eventually be unable to make progress. One must be willing to cast aside the now irrelevant. Cast it aside, and benefit.

RIP!

A bubble from the Purrfect God Art quickly surrounded the coffin, then began shrinking it down to crush it. Grating sounds rang out, accompanied by the piercing cry of a ghost, which sought to stab into the Purrfect God Art.

Yang Qi snorted coldly. "Did you think it would be that easy?" Numerous streams of will shot out, bolstering the bubble.

RUMBLE!

The bubble crushed down onto the coffin, making it impossible to escape. At the same time, Yang Qi converged some true energy on the tip of his finger, drawing on his Unspoiled Body and Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

Then he flicked his finger.

The energy shot out toward the stone coffin, reached the lid, and slowly began to lift it up.

Everyone rose to their feet nervously, craning their necks to see what would happen next. What would come out of the coffin?

A piercing, grating noise could be heard, filling their hearts and spirits with chaotic madness that sought to control them.

"Remain calm!" Doom said, sensing the danger. "Still your minds and use your psychic powers to protect yourselves!"

Then he used one of the psychic techniques from his version of the God Legion Seal, something called the Unbounded God Reverberation.

1. This passage is from the real-life . I found another English translation of it, but honestly, that translation is far too wordy and inserts a lot of explanation into the passage that doesn't exist in Chinese. Although that can be helpful in understanding the passage, I feel like it's unnecessary. So I translated it myself after doing a bit of research.

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Chapter 1113: Burial

The Unbounded God Reverberation was a vocal utterance of unbounded power. Considering the level of Doom's cultivation base, if he used the technique to baptize a Destabilizing expert, that person could easily reach the Terrifying level.

The person who originally invented it had a Terrifying cultivation base, making it one of the most powerful aspects of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, second only to the Annulled Grand Magic.

Although Doom had already mastered the Unbounded God Reverberation, he couldn't cultivate the Annulled Grand Magic. When he tried, he would feel splitting pain in his sea of consciousness, a result of his cultivation base being too low.

Doom also knew that his aspect of the God Legion Seal was focused on psychic power.

The Annulled Grand Magic was what the Sovereign Lord had used in the Unbounded level to try to break through to the Annulled level. Obviously, it would be impossible to cultivate the technique without first joining the legion of gods.

In fact, Doom technically wasn't strong enough to be using the Unbounded God Reverberation; he had gained a bit of cursory knowledge but was still far from true mastery.

He had given the Annulled Grand Magic to Yang Qi on purpose, and with ill intent. He knew that without his own God Legion Seal, it would be impossible to cultivate it. Yang Qi's God Legion Seal focused on strength and power; without the proper psychic cultivation, trying to use the Annulled Grand Magic would lead to cultivation deviation.

Not even Doom himself with his psychic-based God Legion Seal could actually cultivate the Annulled Grand Magic, so it seemed obvious that it would be very dangerous for Yang Qi to do so.

But if Yang Qi died, then maybe Doom would be able to get his God Legion Seal.

However, now it seemed that Yang Qi was cultivating the technique without any negative side effects. Even more frightening for Doom, Yang Qi was cultivating the Unspoiled Body, an energy art that was on the same level as the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Normally they would be in conflict, but Yang Qi found a balance with the Purrfect God Art, and had even freed himself of the shackles of the seal.

By now, Doom realized that there was no way he would be able to kill Yang Qi and take his seal.

And if he couldn't kill Yang Qi, there was little chance that he could force him into cultivation deviation. Yang Qi's cultivation base was so refined that he could defend against the illusion-based wretch energy of the Great Necropolis, which went to show how strong he was.

Slowly but surely, Doom was losing any feelings of antagonism toward Yang Qi. In terms of the God Legion Seal, he knew that if he wanted to get it, he would have to wait until Yang Qi gave it to him.

As soon as Doom unleashed the Unbounded God Reverberation, Proud World and the Shepherd felt their psychic power rising, defending themselves against the sound from the coffin that Yang Qi had just opened.

The piercing sound that emanated from the coffin very nearly pierced through the Purrfect God Art, striking pain into the hearts of everyone present.

They all felt as if they were suddenly in immense danger because of the shrill, despairing call.

It filled them with the certainty that they were all about to meet a grisly end.

Crack!

The lid of the coffin flew back, and wretch energy poured out of it. At the same time, a person was revealed, laying prone in the coffin. They almost looked as if they were alive, just sleeping.

All of a sudden, Doom's eyes went wide and he shrieked, "How could the person in the coffin be me?!"

"Agggghhhhh!" howled the Shepherd. "It's me! I'm in the coffin!"

"The person in the coffin is me!" Proud World shrieked. "What's going on here!? How could I be laying in that coffin? Who is the real me? The one in the coffin, or the one outside the coffin?"

Chaotic emotions could now be sensed within the protection of the Purrfect God Art.

Yang Qi was shocked. However, he knew that if his Purrfect God Art hadn't contained traces of the Annulled Grand Magic, which gave it the ability to pierce through illusions of all kinds, his companions would likely have already begun trying to kill each other.

Steeling himself, he looked into the coffin at the person quietly lying inside. The person was tall and well-built, with a long battle robe. And he glowed with a holy light. It was none other than Yang Qi himself.

He was lying there in the coffin!

All of a sudden, Yang Qi was struck by a very jarring sensation as he suddenly wondered which version of himself was real, and which was an illusion.

I'm in the coffin.

His eyes suddenly clouded over a bit, and the bubble created by the Purrfect God Art began weakening, as though it might vanish. "I have to find the real me. The version in the coffin is real. That's who I am. This person outside is fake. I need to find my true ego. The real me. That's the only way to escape. That's the only way..."

He suddenly felt the urge to go lie down in the coffin.

However, just in the moment when it seemed he would become completely lost, he heard something deep in his sea of consciousness.

Purr. Purr...

The sound seemed immeasurably loud, filling his mind, shaking him deeply.

All of a sudden, he was completely awake.

RUMBLE!

A human face flew out of the coffin, its tongue bright red as it shot toward the Purrfect God Art bubble and began licking it, as though it sought to pierce it in that fashion.

If the bubble were to be pierced through, then everyone inside would definitely be in critical peril. The horrifying face didn't look like Yang Qi at all now. It was twisted and distorted, and more wicked and wretched than anything Yang Qi had ever seen before in his entire life.

'Time to use everything the Purrfect God Art can do!' Sweating coldly, Yang Qi drew on all of his energy arts, causing the Purrfect God Art bubble to suddenly start spinning and emitting thunderous rumblings.

"Die!"

He thrust his palms toward the outside, unleashing mountain-toppling, sea-draining force, which shot toward the horrifying face and surrounded it with a bubble.

The face issued a distorted smile, then crumpled into a seething mist that shot toward the main crimson coffin and disappeared into it.

Only at this point did everyone begin to calm down and slowly wake up from what was like little more than a dream.

"Vile, that was nothing short of vile!" Doom exclaimed, cold sweat pouring down him. Normally speaking, people this powerful wouldn't sweat. However, they weren't gods; therefore, in circumstances like this, their instincts would take over. As terror filled them, their energy and blood would converge, and their psychic power would dissipate, which would lead to the creation of droplets that would roll down them as sweat.

Thankfully, they were mid Terrifying experts, so despite having been frightened, they recovered quickly. Furthermore, they all consumed medicinal pills that caused the psychic sweat to disappear, and restored them to peak condition.

"Definitely very wretched," Yang Qi said. Even as the words left his mouth, the coffin crumbled into rubble. Without the face that had occupied it, the coffin turned into an ordinary item that his Purrfect God Art easily crushed out of existence.

"You all saw yourselves in the coffin, didn't you?" he asked. "And then you started wondering which version of you was real, the one outside, or the one in the coffin. It was an incredible art of illusion that very nearly entranced me. Thankfully, my Purrfect God Art worked in the critical moment and brought me to my senses. If I hadn't woken up, that face would have broken in here and wreaked disaster on all of us."

"Many thanks to you, Yang Qi," Doom said. "You keep saving us over and over again. In the past, we were always on guard against you, but it seems to me there's no reason for such an attitude. You've had plenty of chances to kill us in this place, so it seems plain you're not plotting against me to get my God Legion Seal. Why don't we truly join forces to get out of this miserable situation?"

"Yes, I finally understand how superior you are," Proud World said. He could tell that Yang Qi could have easily killed them all just now, but instead, had saved them.

"I never had any ill intentions," Yang Qi said. "In any case, let's not waste words. Just now, the assault of that horrifying face allowed me to push my psychic scale a bit higher. I also gained some more enlightenment. Although these coffins are strange, I think we can proceed forward. Vanquishing these illusions will be very beneficial. Let's continue opening them one by one, until we finally get to the crimson coffin, which seems to be controlling the others. Then we can find out what's going on here."

1. I'm leaving out a fairly extensive passage which likens immortals to "clouds in the sky" that will create rain when they are 'frightened' by claps of thunder. Normally speaking, I'm fine with including the aspects of the story that make little sense in terms of real-world physics. This is a fantasy/mythological universe, after all. But this section just defies logic too much and comes across as being ridiculous in English.

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Chapter 1114: The Coffin

RUMBLE!

With some experience under his belt, Yang Qi was no longer afraid. He quickly unleashed a vicious palm move, causing another coffin to break open and resulting in another bloodcurdling scream as a person was revealed inside. Sure enough, he saw himself.

However, considering this was the second time around, he wasn't startled.

Neither were any of the others. Their calm did a lot to weaken the illusion; another ghostly face appeared and lunged toward the bubble of the Purrfect God Art, but Yang Qi quickly crushed it, provoking another scream as it collapsed and disappeared into the main coffin.

Yang Qi ignored that aspect and went on to crush another coffin.

This time, the coffin wasn't devoid of corporeal items. Unexpectedly, there was a mask inside!

It was made of bronze and painted with a host of flowery designs. Furthermore, it looked brand new, as opposed to something that had been sealed away for countless years.

Yang Qi flicked his finger, causing a bubble to appear around it. Upon failing to find anything dangerous about it, he pulled it over to him.

When he grabbed it, he was suddenly assailed by countless illusions. He became a ghost, then a god, then found himself struggling within the six daos of reincarnation. He experienced numerous visions before finally saying, "Be sealed."

Unleashing the Devil-God Seal, he locked the mask down and suppressed the illusions. Now, it just looked like an ordinary copper mask.

"What is this?" Yang Qi asked of Doom. "It seems like a god item, but I don't sense any godliness in it. It's powerful, though. If it weren't for my recent advancement in energy arts, I would've been pulled into its illusions. Do any of you want to take a look?"

"Let me have a look," Proud World said. He took the copper mask, whereupon his face fell and he began to tremble and sweat profusely.

Seeing that things were about to take a turn for the worse, Doom reached out and grabbed the mask from Proud World's hands. After regaining lucidity, Proud World slowly exhaled and said, "That thing is vile. I don't think we should touch anything from this cave. Be careful, Doom."

With the mask in hand, Doom was already shaking back and forth, yet managed to keep his mind clear. Howling, he used his God Legion Seal, causing golden light to protect himself until he finally threw the mask back to Yang Qi.

"Do you know what it is, Brother Doom? Coming from the Primeval Age, you're far more experienced and knowledgeable than us."

"I'm not sure..." Doom said, shaking his head. "None of us know much about the Great Necropolis. The ancient records from the god world don't mention anything about it, and it seemingly came out of nowhere. When I touched the mask just now, I did experience an illusion, but unfortunately I couldn't benefit from it."

"Whatever it is, it's a treasure," the Shepherd said. "Why don't we work together to open more of the coffins and see what we can find?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Yang Qi said with a nod. Having opened two coffins in a row, he had some new ideas. "You three provide assistance by using whatever psychic blessing techniques you have on me. Brother Doom, why not explain your Unbounded God Reverberation technique to Proud World and the Shepherd? Give them a bit of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, which will boost their cultivation bases and psyches. Then, all of you can assist me in subjugating whatever wretch-devils appear."

"Alright!"

Considering that Yang Qi had saved their lives so many times, they were now convinced that he harbored no ill intentions. Doom immediately took action, giving the requisite techniques to Proud World and the Shepherd, allowing them to make big progress with their psyches.

"Now, all three of us will use the Unbounded God Reverberation together!" Doom unleashed the technique, sending the reverberation of sound into Yang Qi's mind.

At the same time, the Shepherd and Proud World joined in.

Bolstered by the blessings being poured into him, Yang Qi unleashed another palm strike, smashing open the nearest coffin. This time, another face appeared, wailing in ghostly fashion. However, considering how much Yang Qi's psychic scale was being boosted, how could something like this be a threat to him? Quickly drawing on the Purrfect God Art, he wrapped the face up and dragged it toward him, hoping to get a better idea of what exactly it was.

The other faces had all been sucked back into the main coffin, so he really had no idea what they were. Perhaps studying this one would give him a better understanding of the nature of its powers of illusion.

Yang Qi, Doom, Proud World, and the Shepherd would be virtually invincible on the Ancient Road to the Gods. But here in this cave of coffins, they had faced deadly peril over and over again, nearly dying as a result. Therefore, there was no way they would pass up the opportunity to identify what was behind it all.

After snatching the face with the Purrfect God Art, it screamed and struggled mightily, causing a huge drain on Yang Qi's will and true energy. Thankfully, he had his three compatriots to back him up.

With all four of them working together, they slowly managed to drag the face closer to them.

It rippled and distorted constantly, shifting between various ferocious visages, and at the same time, let loose piercing screams. However, none were particularly effective, and everyone felt their psychic power slowly increasing as a result.

RIP!

Something within Proud World's mind suddenly popped.

"My psychic scale just increased by one!" he exclaimed. "I thought I was completely stuck, but after cultivating the Unbounded God Reverberation I felt it beginning to stir. And with the provocation of this horrific face, I've actually improved! There's nothing more gratifying than punishing evildoers!"

Peering at the face, Doom said, "It seems to me that this face is the rancorous energy of a perished god from the god world. The vital energy of the god world would normally be a complete mystery to people like us. But we might be able to assimilate this rancorous energy and turn wretched into righteous. There's a technique from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth designed to do just that. It can even be used to turn fiend-devils into angels. If we use it on the face, then maybe we can gain a tool to use in the fight against the crimson coffin. We have a big opportunity on our hands here, something we would never have on the outside."

"I agree on trying to assimilate the face," Yang Qi said. "I want to see exactly what it is." Suddenly, the Sovereign Lord's Holy and Far-Reaching Consummate Omnicurse appeared, causing sagelight to rage toward the Purrfect God Art bubble.

"Continue boosting Yang Qi's psychic power!" Doom said.

RUMBLE!

As the power of four top experts battered the face, it began screaming with increased ferocity.

"Not good!" Yang Qi said. Unexpectedly, the face was fighting back with screams so intense they could rip one's soul to shreds.

"Don't let it get out into the open, Yang Qi!" Everyone could sense the danger they were in.

"Keep it suppressed!" Doom shouted. "I'll channel some true energy from my God Legion Seal into you!" Raging, golden power suddenly erupted out of him, giving Yang Qi access to Doom's lifetime of cultivation effort.

In the briefest of moments, Yang Qi's own Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth began experiencing a dramatic advancement.

His will convergence began skyrocketing, climbing to the highest heavens and breaking through barriers to reach a higher level. He suddenly found himself in a realm where everything was real instead of illusory, where deathless godliness abounded.

Unexpectedly, he was immeasurably close to the god world.

He felt like he was the King of Godmammoths. Winds raged in the god world, and wild colors flashed in heaven and earth as all of the gods stared at him in terror.

Back when Yang Qi had taken some of Proud Heaven's true energy and used it for cultivation, the fact that it contained a different aspect of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth caused dramatic transformations.

Now that Doom was holding nothing back, it was as if Yang Qi were suddenly benefiting from the combined power of the complete God Legion Seal.

Crack. Rattle.

His Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth improved, his energy flows accelerated, and his psychic scale climbed.

RIP!

He broke through from two hundred to two hundred and ten. Two hundred twenty. Two hundred thirty. It continued all the way until he reached two hundred and sixty.

However, his psyche didn't achieve a breakthrough into the mid Terrifying level.

On the upside, the nascent souls in his sea of energy had become fiercer and stronger. Doom was obviously throwing all caution to the wind and putting absolute trust in Yang Qi. If Yang Qi wanted, he could use that moment to easily snatch Doom's God Legion Seal.

But how could Yang Qi ever do something like that?

Nodding, he said, "Alright. Brother Doom, I'm going to subjugate this face and see exactly what it is!"

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Chapter 1115: Assimilating the Face

Twisting and distorting, the face struggled to escape, but Yang Qi's cultivation base was too high. It screamed and shrieked within the Purrfect God Art bubble, but the sound waves it sent into the seas of consciousness of everyone present were easily negated.

"Boundless Tribulations and Kalpas!" Yang Qi said.

The face bashed against the bubble this way and that, producing such a display of power that everyone was struck with astonishment.

But Yang Qi didn't care about that.

Stirring his true energy, he exhaled deeply, and a host of purring bubbles shot out and entered the face's vital energy.

Crash!

The face immediately expanded because of the bubbles, until it looked almost like a full head.

Shock covered the face as Yang Qi went on to shout, "Detonate!"

All of a sudden, the face exploded into four pieces.

"Four Polarities Shall Not Reconverge!" Yang Qi shoved his palm out, sending four bubbles to surround the four aspects of the face, making it impossible for them to come back together. At the same time, he sent a powerful stream of true energy into Doom.

Doom's psyche instantly soared as Yang Qi returned the energy arts that he had just been lent. At the same time, Doom's energy arts began dramatically transforming as the energy of Yang Qi's Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth rapidly empowered him.

Yang Qi was using his own advancements from moments ago to help Doom. It was as if Doom had lent him a boat to cross a river, and he returned the boat to him after he reached the other side.

"You helped me, so I'm helping you!" Yang Qi said.

Doom burst out laughing as he felt a misty barrier within him crumble into nothing. "You help yourself, and I help myself. If we each focus on the self, karma won't result!"

"Excellent," Yang Qi said. Their entire conversation played out mentally, so neither the Shepherd nor Proud World had any idea what they were saying. However, they were both convinced that it was for the good of everyone.

"Now let's deal with this face," Yang Qi said, once again drawing on all of the energy he could. "Unbounded God Reverberation!"

The other three followed suit.

Meanwhile, the four separate aspects of the face were screaming shrilly, causing Yang Qi to suddenly feel very cold, as though something mysterious and unknown was heading in his direction. At the same time, the millions upon millions of coffins began rattling, as if the faces inside them were about to emerge.

It was a terrifying prospect; if all of the coffins opened at the same time, there was no way anyone could stand up to all of them. Not even Yang Qi could hope to do so. He needed to finish his process of assimilation as quickly as possible!

RIP!

He spat out some blood, drawing on a divine ability that would rapidly drain his vital energy and Blood of the One God. Sending some blood to the four faces, he baptized them, causing countless streams of vital energy within them to transform into ash.

All of a sudden, Yang Qi began to speak in a very deep voice. "The Blood of the One God can baptize and purify all evil. From the world of men to the god world, all wickedness can be cleansed. The Blood of the One God shall wash them all clean..."

It almost seemed as if the One God, the Sovereign Lord himself, had possessed Yang Qi in order to use his blood to cleanse the world.

In that moment, Yang Qi suddenly gained new enlightenment regarding the profundities of the Blood of the One God.

The blood-splattered faces screamed with more intensity as they were transformed into four manifestations of holy light, like bright white rainbows untainted by even a speck of dust. It was hard to say exactly what they were, but they were obviously profoundly holy.

"Incredible! This thing can definitely improve my cultivation base!" Doom scooped up a white rainbow and sucked it into himself. Instantly, his eyes opened, and they were like bright white lightning flashing on a pitch-black night.

Yang Qi knew that by cleansing the rancorous energy with the Blood of the One God, they would revert to their original essence. And although he couldn't tell what they had originally been, they were obviously something profoundly holy from the god world. Yang Qi absorbed one of them, and as soon as it entered him, everything he had lost because of spending his Blood of the One God was restored, and his psychic scale advanced by ten.

Of course, although it was only ten, that represented what should normally have been incredibly difficult.

Generally speaking, people at this peak level should only be able to advance after reaching the god world. And that seemed to indicate that this cave could be considered something that was part of the god world.

Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam.

A host of explosions occurred as countless coffins opened.

Ghostly screams could be heard as more faces appeared, then rushed toward them. Everyone gasped as they realized that Yang Qi's Purrfect God Art couldn't possibly be strong enough to deal with this.

There were millions upon millions of coffins here! With millions upon millions of these faces working together, what level of strength was at play? Even if Yang Qi were much stronger than he was now, how could he possibly deal with such a situation? His three companions looked on with ashen faces.

Yang Qi was also shocked, but he quickly tightened up the Purrfect God Art bubble, simultaneously reaching out to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. As long as he could connect to the chart, he could escape, and possibly even lead these vicious entities in with him and have the will of King Immortal-Slayer to handle them.

Unfortunately, he couldn't sense the chart. Apparently, they were so far into the depths of the necropolis that the spatial powers of the chart were restricted. Heart pounding, Yang Qi next considered breaking through to the mid Terrifying level, and even got ready to draw on the power of the nascent souls in this sea of energy to do so.

However, just when he was about to make his move, a sound emerged from the central crimson coffin, deep and sonorous, almost like the sound of breathing.

In the blink of an eye, the countless faces were sucked into the crimson coffin, causing the entire cave to go completely and utterly still.

Although everyone felt relieved, they couldn't help but wonder what exactly was in that crimson coffin, and what it was doing. If those faces obeyed whatever entity was in that coffin, then how strong must it be?

It seemed unimaginable.

Yang Qi's expression never changed, though. He remained calm, and simply sat there waiting to see what would happen next.

POP!

Another sound rose up from the crimson coffin, almost like the bubbling of boiling water. Everyone looked on anxiously, not daring to approach the coffin for fear that whatever was inside would be far beyond their ability to deal with. Of course, at the same time, they were certain that there must be a great treasure in the coffin.

"What exactly is in there?" Proud World said, swallowing hard.

"Who knows," Yang Qi said. "Why don't we go take a look? Oh, by the way, we need to check the empty coffins to see if they have any treasure in them." With that, he sent out a host of bubbles into the emptied coffins.

Treasures immediately began flying out of the coffins.

Not every coffin contained something, but many did, and every single one of them was a mask.

They were all copper, and all had vicious expressions twisting their faces. The way they were painted made them seem like opera masks from the mortal world, except powerful enough to suck people into illusions.

In the end, Yang Qi collected thirty-four new masks, each one with a different, terrifying design. Obviously, the designs weren't human, and they almost seemed alive. Furthermore, he didn't dare to think of them as magical treasures, as he had no way of actually controlling them. Adding them to the original one he had taken, that made thirty-five masks.

'Thirty-five masks,' Yang Qi thought. 'Don't tell me that there's an even bigger mask in the crimson coffin. And that together they make thirty-six... Thirty-six. Seventy-two. Could these masks have belonged to a group of people similar to the seventy-two monarchs, including King Immortal-Slayer? It seems hard to believe that could be the case.'

Even as the thought flitted through his head, the crimson coffin suddenly opened, sending out immense energy that instantly popped Yang Qi's Purrfect God Art bubble.

The four compatriots flew backward, slamming into the wall of the stone cave, leaving them deeply shaken and their true energy running very low. Thankfully, they weren't hurt.

However, the fact that they had been sent flying went to show the extraordinary power of whatever was in the coffin.

Even as they bunched together for safety, a red energy floated out of the crimson coffin, which took the form of a masked face. There was no head, just a face and a mask.

And there were open eyes that seemed to pierce deep into Yang Qi and his fellows, causing their throats to turn dry and their bodies to become numb.

"The God Legion Seal?" the masked face said, its voice making Yang Qi feel suffocated. "A bearer of the God Legion Seal, here? And not just one, but two? And why isn't the third one here? Why have you barged into my tomb, and even assimilated one of my subordinates?"

"What are you?" Proud World asked. "And—"

Reaching out to stop him from talking, Yang Qi said, "Senior, what is an entity like you doing here in the Great Necropolis? I used the Blood of the One God to cleanse your subordinate, which means that you must be one of the holiest spirits from the god world. You're definitely not an ordinary fallen entity, so why cause problems for me?"

1. The opera masks in question are Chinese opera masks. to see what they're like. Although the Beijing style of Chinese opera is probably the most well-known and popular, there are many other types. if you're interested in more info.

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Chapter 1116: Mysterious Mask

The mask that had been harrying the four compatriots had finally come out into the open.

Numerous faces had flown into the vile crimson coffin and ended up awakening this larger face of unknown origin. It possessed what seemed to be the might of a god, something that Yang Qi and the others couldn't possibly fight against. The only upside that Yang Qi could think of was that the thing seemed to be leery of his God Legion Seal. And the fact that it hadn't immediately attacked them was very telling.

Although Yang Qi made sure to word things politely, he was actually probing the thing in the hopes of learning more of its motives and powers.

He had already fully refined the ten thousand pieces of godhood within him, so he could rise to the mid Terrifying level whenever he wanted. That was thanks to the power he'd received from Doom, which came from the other God Legion Seal. As of this moment, the nascent souls inside him were enormous, and all of them resembled golden imps like the one from the God Legion Seal. At the same time, their fluctuations were highly reminiscent of the Unspoiled Body.

If he broke through, he was certain that heaven-shaking, earth-shattering transformations would result, although he wasn't certain if he would be able to reach the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

Furthermore, for all he knew, this masked face might have some sort of divine ability that could prevent him from achieving his breakthrough. Being unclear about who this face was, or what it was capable of, he needed more information before he decided what to do. The last thing he wanted to do was end up shooting himself in the foot.

RUUUUMBLE...

"Two bearers of the God Legion Seal," the face said. "Great. Excellent! There's no need for you to ask about who I am, boy. Even if I told you, it wouldn't make any sense to you. You killed one of my subordinates and used him to further your cultivation. For committing a crime like that, I should skin you alive. Instead, I'll give you a chance to atone for your crime. What do you think?"

"What do you mean atone for our crime?" Doom said. "How, exactly? If you need help from us in some way, we'd be more than happy to comply."

No one dared to act arrogantly in front of a bizarre entity like this; one wrong step and they could easily be wiped out of existence, with no chance to throw up a defense.

"Simple," the masked face said. "This coffin here has a seal powered by the Great Necropolis itself, which is keeping me imprisoned. As long as you remove the seal and free me, I won't kill you. I'll even give my subordinates to you to assimilate. Do you know how powerful you'll become if you do that?

"You two bearers of the God Legion Seal are my only hope, so I'm obviously not going to hurt you. The truth is that helping you will be helping yourselves. This stone cave is part of the essence of the Great Necropolis, so I'm guessing your ultimate goal is to move the necropolis and gain access to the Ancient Road to the Gods. Therefore, you have no other choice than to help me. Agreed?"

"Move the necropolis?" Yang Qi said. "Senior, are you saying you know how to do that?"

The masked face cackled strangely. "Of course I know. The Great Necropolis was used to block the Ancient Road to the Gods as part of a larger conspiracy. An evil faction of gods in the god world hoped to prevent anyone in the lower worlds from reaching godly ascension. The road has already been removed from the Primeval Age and the Future Era, but the evil faction of gods has continually failed to remove it from the Immortal Dao Age. Therefore, they sent the Great Necropolis to block access to the road. But eventually, they'll figure out a way to completely destroy the ancient road. And when that happens, no one will ever be able to become gods again."

Upon hearing this information, Yang Qi kept his face expressionless, but inside, he was flabbergasted.

Although it was entirely possible that this evil entity was partially or completely lying, one thing was obvious: the thing really was sealed. Otherwise, why wouldn't it have left long ago?

All of a sudden, Yang Qi's heart started pounding. "Senior, have you encountered another person with the God Legion Seal?"

"I have," the face replied. "And he was far, far stronger than you two. He even had the aura of the god world on him, which means that he's been there. Obviously, he returned, although I'm not sure why or how. In any case, he managed to slip out of the constraints I've erected and leave this place. Before leaving, he worked out a deal with me and left some of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth in the sealing mark holding me in place. In other words, as long as you use your Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth on the seal, I'll be able to break free. Once I'm free, certain items connected to the Great Necropolis Fountainhead will also emerge. You see, not too long ago, the essence of the necropolis erupted with godpower seeds, which allowed people to become Inheritors. Little do they know that the seeds were all infected with some of my wretched evil!" The face burst out into maniacal laughter.

"So this place is the essence of the Great Necropolis!" Doom said. "It seems my intuition was correct."

"In that case, Senior," Yang Qi said, "We'll definitely help unseal you. But considering how strong you are, it would be really easy for you to kill us once you're free. How can we trust you?" Although the masked face was saying some very enticing things, Yang Qi couldn't just ignore the fact that it had met with Proud Heaven and come up with some sort of deal.

Furthermore, the fact that Proud Heaven had escaped this thing's clutches only went to prove that escape was possible.

In fact, it was entirely possible that the masked face wasn't as strong as it seemed. Perhaps it was only putting on a front of strength, but was really weak inside. Already, the gears in Yang Qi's head were turning.

In response to Yang Qi's question, the masked face gave a cold harrumph, then angrily said, "If you four ants don't help me, I'll just kill you! I could easily wipe you out right now, even in my current state. You've already had a taste of my strength, so you know what I'm capable of."

"Alright, give it a shot," Yang Qi said, suddenly sounding a lot less humble than before.

"Brother Yang Qi, don't be rash!" Doom said via will projection. "This thing is far too strong for us to fight. Let's take things one step at a time. For all we know, we might benefit from this situation."

"I'm just testing him," Yang Qi replied. "If this thing has had contact with Proud Heaven, it's highly likely that its understanding of the outside world is all based on things Proud Heaven told it. And the fact that Proud Heaven escaped proves that the masked face has limits to its power. Another thing to consider: we know that it has powers of illusion. So it's possible that when we were hit and sent flying just now, we weren't actually hit. What if we just flew backward of our own accord and it made us think we'd been struck? Perhaps his energy arts are actually mental attacks."

"Mental attacks?" Doom replied thoughtfully.

"Exactly. Mental attacks! I've done a lot of research into past civilizations. Did you know that on some planets in the mortal world, people don't practice cultivation? In other words, they have no way to send their true energy outside of their body. However, they developed other abilities. For example, they have the ability to force an enemy into retreat, not by the power of a blow, but by taking control of the opponent's will and mind.

"That's what I mean by mental attacks. What if this thing's true energy isn't as strong as we think it is, and he's relying completely on mental attacks to deal with us? Remember, everything that happened up to this point involved external forces tampering with our minds. In the end, it was as if we were attacking ourselves."

Even as the words left Yang Qi's mouth, he had a sudden burst of enlightenment.

Who am I? I'm who? Who is who? Confusing questions like that were often hard to answer. And right now, this masked face seemed to be using exactly those questions to exploit the weaknesses that existed in the hearts and spirits of its enemies. Of course, Yang Qi still had a secret weapon in case he was wrong.

"Could it be that you're not going to agree to my lovely proposal?" the face said, sounding somewhat angry. All of a sudden, Yang Qi and his companions felt a mountain-crushing, sea-shattering force weighing down on them, as though their doomsday had come.

"Ha!" Yang Qi shouted, binding his psyche to his companions and causing them to suddenly surpass the space-time around them.

Then he threw his hands out, causing an enormous bubble to appear and shoot in the direction of the masked face.

All illusions crumbled as the face was then enveloped by the bubble.

"You were right!" Proud World said. "It's not really that strong at all! It was all an illusion! Now we can finally see what this thing is!"

"Watch out!" Yang Qi said as the bubble exploded.

The masked face chuckled coldly. "Not bad," it said, surprise in its voice. "Not bad at all. You broke through my illusion very quickly. You're a genius among geniuses, just like Proud Heaven. It would be hard to find someone like you even in the god world. Very good. Wonderful! But do you really think that everything about me is an illusion? Apparently, you still haven't realized that in this world, what is false is real and what is real is false. There's actually no difference between the two."

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Chapter 1117: Seeing Through

"Don't get angry, Senior!" Yang Qi blurted, intentionally making himself look nervous. "You've truly reached an invincible level in which reality and illusion mix. The truth is that heaven and earth are nothing but an enormous illusion. There isn't even a need to distinguish what reality is. We're not interested in causing problems for you, we really just want to open that seal. However, we have to have insurance that you won't hurt us afterward."

This sudden change of tone was obviously a surprise to Doom, who wasn't sure exactly what Yang Qi was up to.

As for the masked face, it seemed to calm down a bit.

"Are you being serious?" the face asked. Obviously, it really did want Yang Qi and the others to help unseal it.

"Of course I'm being serious!" Yang Qi said, nodding vigorously. "We just want to live through this, not cause problems for you. As long as you promise not to hurt us after you're free, it would be our honor to unseal you, Senior. Besides, you'll surely reward us handsomely, so there's no way we would foolishly treat you like an enemy."

The masked face seemed to calm down even more. "Excellent. I'm already feeling much better about this. Fine, I hereby swear not to harm you, and should I violate this oath, let me be executed by a myriad of gods. Is that better? You see, I just want to get back to the god world, and the truth is that my prison here is actually one of the exits of the Great Necropolis. In other words, it leads to the Ancient Road to the Gods. Enter here, and you can benefit greatly. Of course, there will be dangers, and it will be a big challenge. Are you willing to give it a shot?"

"Danger is exactly what we were looking for!" Doom said. By now, he realized that Yang Qi was conning the masked face, and decided to go along. After all, none of them had any idea what deal the thing had struck with Proud Heaven. And what exactly was sealed within that coffin? Upon being freed, would it attack them? There were many more questions, but unfortunately, the only thing they could do right now was take a bit of a risk. And perhaps they could even figure out a way to free themselves, the same as Proud Heaven had done.

"Very well then," the masked face said. "Come over here and step into my coffin. The sealing mark is at the bottom."

Grating sounds rang out as the coffin expanded, and a red whirlpool appeared inside of it, which tugged Yang Qi and his companions into it.

At that point, Yang Qi realized just how terrifying the masked face really was.

It was impossible to see what the mask covered, such as the facial features. However, it was possible to see that there was skin underneath it. It was a very horrifying sight overall.

Soon, they were right over the coffin. Looking down, they could only see a hazy mist that faded into complete darkness. It seemed like a very wretched and evil place, and they could hear the howling of ghosts inside. And the power that pulsed inside left them feeling very uneasy.

Suddenly, a godly wind blew out of the coffin, and as it passed along Yang Qi and his companions, they shivered down to their bones.

"What kind of wind is that?" Proud World said, wrapping his arms around himself to ward off the cold.

"It's a netherdrift nightgale!" the masked face said, chuckling coldly. "It's designed to corrode the bodies of gods, and ultimately disperse their spiritual and physical souls. The fact that you, who aren't even gods, can stand up to it, just goes to show how useful the God Legion Seal and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth can be. Imagine, I've been imprisoned in this coffin, constantly battered by the netherdrift nightgale. Now you can truly understand the vicious nature of my imprisoner."

"Senior," Yang Qi said, "how exactly did you end up here?"

The face chuckled again, causing their skin to crawl. "You want to know how I ended up here? Sadly, not even I know. I only know that when the Great Necropolis appeared in the god world, it caused a huge commotion. A lot of god-spirits went inside to explore, but they died, one after another. That's where all the godhood inside the necropolis comes from. What did you think? That some archenemy of mine sealed me in here? That I came in here to explore, was plotted against, and ended up stuck? That I want revenge, and want to open up the Ancient Road to the Gods to get back to the god world?"

Although his words were full of lies, Yang Qi had at least picked up some new information. The Great Necropolis had appeared without warning in the god world, and no one knew why. Not even the gods knew what the necropolis was, so who had sent it?

"Boy, those bubbles of yours are really amazing. Definitely on par with the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Although, I'm curious why, despite being a bearer of the God Legion Seal, you don't actually have the seal with you." The masked face exhaled deeply, temporarily suppressing the netherdrift nightgale, and relieving some of the corrosive pressure. "Why not just bring out your God Legion Seal and use it to defend against the wind? If you don't, you're going to have a rough time."

"I'm in no hurry," he replied calmly. "When the time comes that I need the seal, then I'll use it." With the Purrfect God Art bubble surrounding the four of them, they headed into the coffin. "Alright, Senior, we're going to undo this sealing mark."

Upon entering the coffin, they instantly felt as though they were in a different heaven and earth. Everything around them was misty and hazy, and the blowing netherdrift nightgale was constantly corroding the bubble. However, Yang Qi wasn't worried. He simply exhaled some true energy, causing the bubble to build back up around them.

Something was just barely visible up ahead, so Yang Qi opened his Lord's Eye, revealing a wide plain littered with corpses. They were gods, but under the effects of the netherdrift nightgale, they were now little more than patchy skin draped over bleached bones.

CRACK!

One of the corpses finally completely succumbed to the netherdrift nightgale and collapsed into dust.

"Head further in," echoed the voice of the masked face. "Do you see the sealing mark yet? It's right in the very middle, atop an altar."

Yang Qi spotted the altar. It was impossible to tell what it was crafted from, but it seemed completely unaffected by the blowing winds. And it was bright red, just like the coffin itself. It was covered with paper talismans, as well as a golden streak that seemed to have been left behind after someone had struck the altar with a mighty blow that weakened the altar to the point where it was still and silent.

It almost looked like a writhing golden dragon, and it smacked of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

It must have been left there by Proud Heaven.

"Good, you found the altar," the masked face said excitedly. "Hurry up and use your Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth on it. Once you break the sealing mark, I'll be free. Then I can help you reach the Ancient Road to the Gods."

"What do we do?" Doom asked Yang Qi via will projection. "Do we use our techniques, or not?"

He knew it was a critical moment of life or death. If they broke the sealing mark, it would probably spell disaster for them. But if you ride a tiger, it's hard to get off, and right now they didn't seem to have many options to pick from. Since Yang Qi was taking the lead, Doom wanted to know what his plan was.

"Simple, we help him unravel the sealing mark," Yang Qi replied. "Come, Brother Doom. We'll do it together. When our versions of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth combine with Proud Heaven's, it will open the sealing mark and free the masked face. We need to make sure to absorb the power of Proud Heaven's version. Right now, we have our two versions combined, but if we can get more of its quintessence, we'll definitely get a lot stronger."

Without any further ado, he launched a palm strike right at the sealing mark.

As his blow closed in, winds screamed around him and the paper talismans tried to fight back. He didn't care. The trumpeting of godmammoths surrounded him as he held nothing back.

When Doom saw Yang Qi going all out with his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, he joined him, using his most powerful attack.

The two versions of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth combined, slamming into the altar and causing golden light to flare. The altar shuddered, then cracked open, causing an ice-cold energy to erupt out that threw the netherdrift nightgale into chaos.

Almost immediately, the altar began tugging at the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, pulling it in. The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth was the most domineering power in all heaven and earth, thus, Yang Qi could immediately see how strong this altar was. It could suck in any and all kinds of power.

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Chapter 1118: Three Combined

The altar was capable of absorbing just about any power that was sent against it, but it couldn't handle the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. And when three experts combined their versions of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, the results were beyond imagination.

Yang Qi had a very serious expression on his face.

Right now, the three expressions of power were mixing together. The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth was becoming complete, and it was like something that would cause angst even for three powerful gods.

Of course, Yang Qi already had three expressions of god legion angst, in other words, the three versions of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. His version, which was focused on power; Doom's version, which emphasized the psyche; and Proud Heaven's, that focused on fighting. That combination had helped him reach a higher level of enlightenment and push himself to the point of perfection. However, the will of fighting he had acquired was incomplete.

He had only been able to take the scrap of it that had lingered in the Shepherd.

In the beginning, that scrap of true energy had seemed boundless and magnificent. But he had long since ceased to cultivate it. His psychic scale was now a far cry from two hundred, giving him enlightenment of numerous matters. And the scrap of true energy he had acquired contained only a trifling will of fighting. In contrast, what had been left behind on this altar contained countless quintessences of fighting, and experience related to countless battles from the mortal world to the god world.

Even an ordinary person from the mortal world who suddenly gained experience like this would be able to kill immortals.

That was how terrifying it was.

Power and the psyche were foundational elements, whereas fighting experience related to skill and technique.

Someone with abundant fighting experience could often turn defeat into victory. In contrast, an extremely strong person who lacked experience might suffer defeat even at the hands of a much weaker foe.

For example, Yang Qi had a psychic scale of nearly three hundred. But if he lacked fighting experience, it was possible that a mid Terrifying expert with a psychic scale of only a hundred might actually defeat him.

Thankfully, Yang Qi had a lot of fighting experience and was no ignorant child. He had walked a path of blood and gore from the very beginning in the mortal world, slaughtered his way to the thirty-third ranked immortal worlds, then continued his life of combat in the Great Necropolis. He was always the 'weak' person who defeated someone stronger.

Now, the three aspects of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth were truly combining.

The energy from Proud Heaven's version contained fighting experience and countless other bits of information, which streamed into Yang Qi's mind, significantly bolstering what was already there.

Unexpectedly, his psychic scale yet again climbed!

He was coming very close to pushing the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to the consummate level.

He had a host of martial arts and disciplines that he had developed, mostly out of speculation and observation, that were now being perfected. Not even Doom could possibly produce results like this.

One reason was that Yang Qi had mastered the Unspoiled Body. Years ago, the creator of the Unspoiled Body, the Supreme True-Devil, had fought the King of Godmammoths countless times. And every time he did, his energy arts would be imbued with profound methods of countering the King of Godmammoths.

By using that quintessence knowledge to analyze the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, it revealed all sorts of vital information.

Fist of Fighting the Will of Heaven.

Grand-Heaven Yin-Yang Palms.

Strike of Heaven and Earth's Wisdom.

Five-Phases Transformation Calamity.

The King-Desecrating Dragon-Depredating Transformations.

Black-White Heart-Spirit Agitation.

Countless martial disciplines flowed into his mind from Proud Heaven, filling his sea of consciousness. There were fist techniques, palm techniques, leg techniques, mental attack techniques, and methods for using swords, bows, lances, axes, crossbows, shields, hammers, hooks, tridents, whips, and every other imaginable weapon.

Proud Heaven's will of battle, the fighting methods of the King of Godmammoths, were designed to suppress hells, crush darkness and gloom, and devastate wretched evil. Every martial discipline contained spectacular transformations, and every daoist technique was perfectly balanced.

With this, it was possible to understand all weapons and techniques in the world, as well as all vital energy, magical laws, and natural laws.

This was fighting.

With fighting experience like this, it would be possible to defy the might of heaven and withstand the attacks of gods. Even with a power index and psychic scale of zero, it would be possible to surpass heaven and earth to reach the god world. Not even the King of Godmammoths had ever reached this level.

Yang Qi watched as the three streams of energy on the altar combined into one, forming what looked like an enormous, golden godmammoth.

As for the altar, it obviously couldn't withstand the force and began crumbling.

When it finally collapsed, Yang Qi could sense something beneath it, stirring eagerly, an unimaginable entity that was most likely part of the Great Necropolis itself. Apparently, this really was the place where the godpower seeds had emerged from.

No wonder the seeds contained such immense wretch energy.

As it turned out, when the seeds emerged, they were actually tainted by the masked face, who imbued them with wretched energy that caused the Inheritors to slaughter each other without hesitation.

Originally, it was assumed that those urgings had come from the Great Necropolis itself.

All of a sudden, Yang Qi came to the realization that the masked face was neither god, nor human, nor devil, nor demon. Instead, it was a conglomeration of rancorous energy created by numerous fallen gods. That energy had formed a body of its own, and although it was impossible to say exactly what it was, it was completely terrifying.

Although it was unclear how it ended up getting sealed, Yang Qi knew that if it were loosed on the world, it would shed torrents of blood and destroy countless people.

There was no way he could let that happen.

Just when the sealing mark was about to start falling apart, Yang Qi thrust his palm out and simultaneously began singing the Eternal Heavenly Aria. It started out as little more than a jaunty tune, but soon caused countless halos of blessing and damnification to swirl out. Those of blessing surrounded himself, Doom, Proud World and the Shepherd, while those of damnification settled onto the masked face.

Although the masked face had formidable powers of illusion, the Eternal Heavenly Aria had many aspects which focused on that which was true and real, and could pierce through all illusions.

Yang Qi's cultivation base was constantly climbing. He had made progress with the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and was now helped by halos of blessing. He had Proud Heaven's fighting techniques, as well as the Annulled Grand Magic and the Sovereign Lord's Holy and Far-Reaching Consummate Omnicurse.

After combining all of those things, he added in the Purrfect God Art to ensure that the masked face couldn't possibly escape.

Blurring into motion, he flew up toward the masked face, converging all of his energy arts onto the tip of his finger. Then his finger hit the mask and a booming sound like a bell rang out within it.

An explosion of energy seemed to be occurring within the mask thanks to Yang Qi's finger attack. In response, the ferocious voice of the face said, "You were plotting against me, boy!? How dare you! I'm going to kill you! I'll free myself and use the entire Great Necropolis to—"

"Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth! Be devoured!"

Ignoring the howling masked face, Yang Qi opened his mouth and inhaled the third version of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

"Are you looking to die!?" the masked face screamed, unleashing the most devastating sound wave attack it could muster, creating something like a sea of blades that swirled into the shape of a spear. It was a sound spear, and was so powerful that it quickly pierced through Yang Qi's Purrfect God Art.

Yang Qi backed up, simultaneously sending the power of tribulations and kalpas out from every pore on his body.

When the sound spear hit the tribulations and kalpas, some of the spear was wiped out, but the rest continued on toward Yang Qi.

In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of him.

No defensive energy arts could stand up to this attack. And it was no illusion, it was an actual energy art.

"Not good!" Doom shouted, defending himself with his own god legion angst. "Get out of the way!"

However, when it was only a few meters away from Yang Qi, golden light emerged from his pores, flows of energy that created numerous long spears. They were none other than Infernal Deity Spears!

In the past, he had only been able to create one such spear at a time, but right now there were millions upon millions of them.

They crashed into the incoming sound spear, creating a huge explosion.

1. This "god legion angst" is a fairly literal translation, and in my opinion is basically supposed to refer to an "essence" of the legion of gods. It's a quantifiable noun, and as explained here, refers to something that would cause anxiety or fear even within gods.

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Chapter 1119: A Critical Juncture

Yang Qi had been playing the masked face all along, wanting to get into the coffin to see what Proud Heaven had left behind.

It was obvious that there was no way he would willingly allow himself to fall victim to the machinations of the masked face. Releasing this wretched and evil entity would only bring calamity to all of heaven and earth.

Therefore, instead of immediately undoing the sealing mark, he first absorbed the third type of power from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Then he launched an attack at the masked face using the quintessence of battle and all varieties of martial disciplines. The Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth came from the Sovereign Lord, and inherently contained the martial aspects of the legion of gods.

Who could possibly stand up to something like that?

Normally speaking, Yang Qi shouldn't have been strong enough to launch a sneak attack on the masked face. But because the sealing mark was crumbling, the face had been distracted. Furthermore, Yang Qi had the formidable Purrfect God Art, which lent strength to his sudden strike.

Because of that, his initial blow did manage to injure the face.

However, the face was nothing to take lightly, and it immediately launched a devastating counter-attack in the form of a sound spear that seemed impossible to block. In response, Yang Qi called forth the wills of countless infernal deities, sending a host of Infernal Deity Spears out to defend himself.

Even so, when the two forces collided, the shock wave sent Yang Qi tumbling backward, spinning as rapidly as a top. Nobody could possibly withstand a blow like that without being hurt.

As he tumbled back, he felt expressions of will shattering within himself as his opponent drew on the power of illusions to injure him.

Thankfully, he had extensive fighting experience, so he quickly drew on his abilities to heal himself. "Annulled Grand Magic! Purrfect God Art!"

Recovering in the middle of a fight was another kind of valuable experience, one that many people failed to develop. However, with the addition of Proud Heaven's fighting experience, Yang Qi had reached the point of perfection.

Furthermore, with all three aspects of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, his cultivation base was now so profound that he could repurpose the sealing mark and re-seal the masked face.

Yang Qi had already come to the conclusion that the reason the face was so strong right now was because of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth that Proud Heaven had left behind. Without the damage Proud Heaven had done to the sealing mark, the face would never have been able to cause such problems for Yang Qi and his companions.

As the masked face exploded, an enormous character appeared, none other than the one that meant "kill". It contained the killing intent of perished gods and was like a vortex of destruction as it closed in on Yang Qi.

Everything trembled violently as the character approached, like a mountain of death, or millions upon millions of blades, all focused on destroying his true energy.

This was the ultimate expression of the word "kill".

It was something very similar to the core teachings and doctrines of King Life-Killer, whose sword techniques Yang Qi had long since cultivated. And thanks to that, he was very familiar with the fundamental nature of the word "kill".

A long sword suddenly appeared in Yang Qi's hand, and as he flourished it, a host of talismans appeared around it, almost like golden grains of sand. The talismans shot toward the incoming "kill" character, and unexpectedly began devouring it, allowing Yang Qi to absorb it.

Unfortunately, as he did that, the three-part combined energy of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth began flowing away from him.

He quickly reached out and grabbed it.

But right then, in that most critical juncture, a cascade of sword light suddenly appeared.

Something completely unexpected was happening.

The sword light fell from above, entering the depths of the sealed area in the coffin. It was a dazzling sword light that seemed completely impossible to block. The sword energy, sword will, sword divinity, sword dao, sword heart, sword theory, and sword meaning... they were all completely perfect.

This was not the kind of sword that was meant to kill, but rather to save lives and subjugate devils.

The dazzling sword light swept forth amidst thunderous rumblings, causing plants to sprout as life force filled the area.

It was Star Swordlife's sword!

This sword could truly vanquish all sorts of monsters, and it easily severed Yang Qi's connection to the combined energy of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Then, it sealed that energy!

Crack! Snap!

Star Swordlife snapped up the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, whereupon golden light shone from behind him, making him look like an ancient buddha. Meanwhile, a godmammoth could be seen above his head, trunk flailing.

That combined energy was the result of the cultivation efforts of Yang Qi, Doom, and Proud Heaven, and had provoked profound transformations in them.

Yet Star Swordlife had just taken it!

Previously, Star Swordlife had pushed his sword technique to the highest level, cultivating a sword of life that, once unleashed, would tap into the life force of himself and the universe, creating a divine ability that few could vanquish. But now, his cultivation base had advanced even further. He had the triple combination of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth pushing him to an unheard of peak in the mortal world.

Sword energy swirled around him, as well as holy life force, making him like a living god.

In fact, he seemed like he was just on the verge of godly ascension.

After being blessed by Proud Heaven, his Inheritor status became elevated. And with the triple combination of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, he had access to even more knowledge and wisdom. In the blink of an eye, it was as if all the radiance and light in the universe were poured into him, causing his nascent divinity to advance by leaps and bounds.

Crash!

He landed on the ground, golden energy swirling around him.

"I bet you never guessed I would show up here, Yang Qi! And I took your Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to make sure you never kill again. Prepare to be captured and sealed!"

When the triple combination of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth was removed, the masked face let loose a piercing scream. With that combination gone, the sealing mark was growing stronger again, which meant the face was now doomed to be sealed forever.

RUUUUMBLE!

A sound like an enormous millstone could be heard as the rancorous energy of the masked face was sucked into the sealing mark. The bronze mask then clattered onto the ground. However, a moment later, a bubble appeared around it and subsequently vanished, along with the mask.

Yang Qi had taken it. Now he had all thirty-six masks, which was just like having all of the legacies of the seventy-two monarchs. The thirty-six masks were filled with wretched energy, as though they were the ultimate manifestation of terrifying horror. And although they seemed to be constantly trying to encroach on Yang Qi's body and will, he didn't care, as the process caused his psychic scale to rise.

After snatching them away, he looked over at the re-sealed face and Star Swordlife, who had just taken the triple combined Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Surprisingly, Yang Qi's face was completely expressionless. He had already come to the conclusion that the reason Star Swordlife was able to do this was because he had been aided by Proud Heaven.

In other words, he had become a pawn of Proud Heaven and had lost his own core principles.

"That wretch-devil is sealed, Star Swordlife," he said, "but it wasn't destroyed. The sealing mark has to be unraveled to get rid of the thing permanently. And that's the only way to access the essence of the Great Necropolis, and by extension, the Ancient Road to the Gods. In turn, that is the only way to reach the god world. You're putting on a good show of looking haughty and victorious, but the truth is that you're nothing more than one of Proud Heaven's pawns now. I actually feel sorry for you."

Swish!

Star Swordlife pointed his sword at Yang Qi, glanced at Doom, Proud World, and the Shepherd, and smiled coldly.

"The three of you are all villainous wrongdoers, guilty of numerous crimes. But there is virtue in sparing animal life. As long as the three of you confess your sins, promise to never kill again, and follow me, I won't hurt you. But Yang Qi is different. You three can be saved, but he cannot. Over and over again, he has killed in my presence. If he refuses to be guided back to the light, then he can only be sealed. As for that wretch-devil, it's sealed, and who could possibly undo the sealing mark now? To kill someone who has been sealed is a violation of the heaven above, which has obviously given the creature a chance to live. As for me being a pawn of Proud Heaven, so what? He didn't force me to violate my dao of life. And he didn't give me any real training. I was blessed by heaven on high, whereas he is controlled by it. You see, his act was really an act of heaven blessing me. He thinks I'm his pawn, but in reality, he's just a pawn of heaven on high.

"I've tried to explain this to you many times, Yang Qi, but you still think my successes are random luck. How could I possibly be so lucky? No matter the danger I find myself in, I'm always benevolent and generous by nature, thus I always turn ill fortune into good luck. If you could only learn from me, you'd live a great life. But now, I'm going to seal you up for a few millions of years. Hopefully during that time, you can finally realize the truth of what I've said."

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Chapter 1120: Twisted Words and Forced Logic

Star Swordlife always made speeches that were full of twisted words and forced logic. In other words, they were fallacious. And Yang Qi had no interest in sparring with words with him. In the end, it was clear that Proud Heaven had turned him into a pawn, and used him to get the triple combination of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth.

Although, Yang Qi couldn't be sure if Star Swordlife had just gotten lucky, or if it was because of Proud Heaven's planning and orchestration.

It seemed unlikely that Star Swordlife would have been able to get the upper hand on Yang Qi. Thankfully, when those three streams of energy had combined, Yang Qi had come to a deep understanding of Proud Heaven's martial arts and techniques. And that had given him quite an extra boost. As such, he didn't actually need the combined streams of energy anymore.

RUMBLE!

As Star Swordlife spoke, his voice boomed like thunder and his vital energy surged. Apparently, his power index and psychic scale were both climbing to unheard-of peaks.

Yang Qi could tell that capturing him wouldn't be an easy task.

Star Swordlife's ravings of capturing and sealing Yang Qi weren't realistic at all. However, Yang Qi was still nervous enough that he didn't immediately attack him. Of course, his anxiety wasn't because of Star Swordlife, but rather Proud Heaven.

The fact that Star Swordlife had made a move in the open indicated that Proud Heaven must be hiding in the background. In fact, maybe he was just waiting for a fight to break out with Star Swordlife, whereupon he would try to stab Yang Qi in the back.

"Star Swordlife!" Proud World said. "Don't let yourself be controlled by Proud Heaven. I'm his son, and I can tell you that he's far more ruthless and malevolent than Yang Qi. He's killed more people than all of us have, combined. Instead of capturing and sealing him, you've turned into his lackey? Don't you realize that everyone Proud Heaven uses eventually end up dead? Dead and buried! You must have heard of some of the things that happened back on the Ancient Road to the Gods. Wherever Proud Heaven goes, he leaves behind blood and carnage. He won't ever give up on trying to kill us, and he won't let you off the hook either. Work with us to seal him, and you'll bring balance to heaven and earth. Furthermore, you can trust us. We can go to the god world and unlock its secrets together."

"You're Proud World, right?" Star Swordlife said. "I know about you. Yeah, you're Proud Heaven's son, but you've rebelled against him. That's a violation of the natural order of heaven. It's completely disgraceful, and defies the fundamental nature of life force. In fact, I could even accept it if your father killed you. Yang Qi is a Fateless One, so the fact that he wants to kill Proud Heaven actually makes sense. But you're Proud Heaven's own blood! Patricide is such an insult to life that I can hardly believe I'm even talking to you. However, given that we both have the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, I won't cause problems for you. I'll just take away all of your energy arts so that you're powerless to commit any more evil acts."

Star Swordlife's speech nearly caused Proud World to vomit up blood. Expression turning vicious, he said, "You dirty little swine. When I was heroically rebuking heaven and earth, you were in some backwater place eating shit. How dare you lecture me!"

He clenched his fist, as if to unleash an attack.

"Hold on!" Doom said, holding out his hand to block Proud World's path. "Star Swordlife, there's no reason you can cite for me to not kill Proud Heaven. He traveled to the Primeval Age and slaughtered all of my people. And it's impossible to say how many other living beings he killed there. Don't tell me you're really just going to ignore all of that."

"Revenge breeds revenge; will there ever be an end to it?" Star Swordlife replied. "Repaying killing with killing isn't the path of justice. You need to practice forgiveness, benevolence, and righteousness. Everyone should have a chance to live. That's the ultimate truth, and the way for life force to truly flourish in heaven and earth."

"So if Proud Heaven killed your entire clan, you'd forgive him?" Doom asked. "You wouldn't seek revenge?"

"That's right," he replied solemnly. "I wouldn't. If he killed my entire family, I would forgive him. And that would move him so deeply that the seed of kindness I planted in his heart would stop him from further killings. That is the way of righteousness."

"Why not capture and seal Proud Heaven so that he doesn't do any more killing? You know full well that he's more dangerous than us, and far more destructive. Why focus on us instead of him?" Doom wasn't angry, just curious to see what fallacious logic Star Swordlife would use. And he hoped that he could somehow find a weakness that he could exploit.

"I have no way to influence Proud Heaven. Whether he kills or doesn't kill isn't up to me. I can only offer him advice, and work hard to convert him. Develop the goodness in his heart. He doesn't want me to kill you, just seal you. Once I do, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to kill you. So you see, I'm saving you."

"What if you capture and seal us, but Proud Heaven tries to kill us anyway?" the Shepherd asked. He had never encountered a freak like Star Swordlife, a person who was so illogical, yet clearly believed even his own falsehoods.

"I'll stop him. And if I can't stop him, I'll teach you how to change his heart, and remind him not to kill you. I know that as long as you follow my example and try to change Proud Heaven's ways, and as long as your heart is devoid of the desire to kill him, then heaven on high will bless you! It will help you turn ill fortune into good luck, and ensure that Proud Heaven doesn't kill you."

"Like hell it will," Doom snapped. "I bear the God Legion Seal. You think I care about some heaven on high? Heaven was created by the legion of gods, and I exist above them. I'm a successor of the Sovereign Lord, so why would I seek the blessing of heaven? I'm superior to it!"

"Grandstander!" Star Swordlife spat. "Considering how arrogant you are, it's impossible to say how much bloody slaughter you'll unleash in the future. You definitely need to be sealed immediately!"

RUMBLE!

It was Doom who attacked Star Swordlife, using something he had acquired from Yang Qi: the Hand of the One God. The vital energy in the area collapsed as his five fingers stretched out, causing holy light to form the halls of heaven around them.

POP!

In response, Star Swordlife sent out a stream of glowing sword light that intercepted the attack.

At the same time, he smiled coldly. "Using the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth on me? Are you kidding me? The Fist of the Halls of Heaven? The Hand of the One God? I can use those too!"

WHIZZZ!

Energy streamed out as he unleashed the Fist of the Halls of Heaven, which was unparalleled under heaven.

He made his move last, but his attack landed first, smashing through Doom's attack and closing in on the four companions.

"Doom!" Yang Qi said. Reaching out, he sucked Star Swordlife's Fist of the Halls of Heaven into himself to save Doom. The truth was that Yang Qi was multitasking. Even as he fought, he was concentrating inwardly on the thirty-six masks that he was trying to assimilate.

Unfortunately, the death energy and power of illusions on them was causing problems for his own psyche. That said, he was convinced that if he could overcome them, it would give him a huge advantage against the sealed face. He had no idea how strong the thing's true body was, but the exit to the Ancient Road to the Gods was apparently also beneath that sealing mark.

Therefore, while he fought with Star Swordlife, he was also planning how to undo the seal and possibly move the Great Necropolis.

"Everybody stop fighting," Yang Qi said. "Star Swordlife, I've finally decided to change my mind. I don't want to fight with you. Let's turn weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk."

"Shut your mouth!" Star Swordlife blurted. "I know how strong your daoist techniques are, Yang Qi. The fact that you negated my Fist of the Halls of Heaven shows how mysterious and unpredictable you are. But that doesn't mean I'll suddenly start trusting you. Turn weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk? You'll just change your mind a moment later and try to kill me. What makes you possibly think that I would ever believe anything you say?"

"Why did you believe the Flower-Seizing Marauder?" Yang Qi asked coolly. From the look of it, he was ready to get into a long discussion with Star Swordlife.

"Don't try to buy time, Yang Qi. I'm going to seal you today no matter how glib your tongue is. Your daoist techniques are powerful, but I'm confident I can beat you. I'll win in the end because you have evil in your heart. You're far more wretched than Proud Heaven, and I can't tolerate that level of corruption."

Swish!

He suddenly attacked, sending out a sword strike toward Yang Qi that seemed capable of cleaving through all defenses.

SNICK!

His sword energy plunged into Yang Qi's chest, right into his heart!

Everyone was completely flabbergasted.

If Yang Qi had unleashed some consummate energy art that instantly defeated Star Swordlife, none of them would have been surprised. Nor would they have been surprised if it was a bit difficult for him to fight Star Swordlife. But for Star Swordlife to pierce his defenses with a single move, and stab him through? That seemed completely outrageous. Since when had Yang Qi become so weak? It seemed completely incongruous with his actions only moments before.

"What?!" Star Swordlife blurted, clearly just as shocked as everyone else. However, he didn't pause for a moment, and sent sword energy shooting out to seal Yang Qi's meridians.

However, at that moment, Yang Qi took a step backward. Eyes flashing, he said, "Well? I let you kill me, Star Swordlife. I didn't even activate my defensive true energy. Now do you believe that I'll turn weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk?"

The truth was that Yang Qi had simply redirected the sword energy toward the area where he was struggling to deal with the thirty-six masks, then used it to negate some of the death energy on them. No one present had any clue as to what he was really doing.

While Star Swordlife was initially stunned, he recovered, and growled, "Don't even dream of trying to con me!"

Then he launched another sword attack.

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Chapter 1121: Using Swords to Assimilate Treasures

"Inverted Star River!"

Star Swordlife was resorting to a killing move, a sword that could seal devils. Starlight glittered brightly, and if one looked closely into it, they would see countless stars being born, and at the same time, countless stars being destroyed. And all of the stars shot forth with the momentum of immortal worlds.

SNICK!

Yet again, the sword light stabbed into Yang Qi's heart while Yang Qi simply stood there, not doing a thing to protect himself. A huge, bloody hole opened up in his chest and he let loose a sigh of bemoaning the state of the universe and pitying the fate of mankind.

"Star Swordlife," he said, obviously not making any move to retaliate, "I've let you stab me twice now with your sword. Isn't that enough to prove that I'm free of sin and enmity? You usually go around talking about how whenever possible, you should spare your enemy. So why aren't you willing to spare me? I'm making a good faith offer to work together and stand up to Proud Heaven. Even if you don't want to work together, there's no need to stab me over and over. Don't tell me that all your benevolence, righteousness, and mercy all disappear when you're in my presence."

"Your words are elegant, but insincere," Star Swordlife said through gritted teeth. "Nothing you say will convince me to refrain from sealing you." Yet again, he launched another attack, a torrent of sword energy stabbed toward Yang Qi.

Everyone watched as dozens of deep slash marks appeared all over Yang Qi, exposing bones and even slashing apart some of his meridians.

He didn't attempt to evade, nor did he fight back.

Meanwhile, Star Swordlife pulsed with a perverse energy as he attacked like a maniac. He was so focused on defeating and sealing Yang Qi that every blow he struck was filled with a most intense sword energy. Normally speaking, he would have been able to seal an enemy without injuring them, but in this case, his sword energy didn't help at all to control Yang Qi, and in the end, could only hurt him.

As he stabbed Yang Qi over and over again, an opponent who wasn't even fighting back, Star Swordlife felt the urge to spare him. After all, repeatedly attacking someone who refused to fight back really did violate Star Swordlife's dao of life. But if you ride a tiger, it's hard to get off. He was too dead set on sealing Yang Qi, who he was convinced would eventually get much stronger and become too much of a threat.

"Profound Heaven God Sword!"

It was a special technique from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Instead of sword energy that looked like a river of stars, this seemed like heaven itself, profound and full of mysteries.

Crash!

The attack hit the top of Yang Qi's head, slashing a gaping wound into him out of which blood poured like a waterfall. It was miserable to say the least.

Yet Yang Qi still didn't fight back. "The knot of enmity should be untied, not tightened, Star Swordlife. You yourself said the words: Revenge breeds revenge; will there ever be an end to it? I'm not fighting back, and considering you're using killing moves, that means you've already killed me seventy times. And your last attack should've cut me in half. Haven't you unleashed enough retribution to resolve our enmity?"

"You!" Star Swordlife spat, his eyebrows rising. "Don't even think of trying to pull a fast one on me, Yang Qi. I know what you're doing. You're intentionally letting yourself be hurt to gain my confidence. You're trying to shake my will. Unfortunately for you, my will can never be shaken. I'm going to seal you! Seal you up utterly and thoroughly!"

"Why aren't you fighting back, Yang Qi?" Proud World called. "Given your cultivation, this brat isn't a match for you at all!"

"Just hold on," Doom said to him quietly. "Yang Qi is using other methods to strike directly at Star Swordlife's ideals. Star Swordlife uses all sorts of fallacious reasoning and claims to espouse a philosophy of benevolence, righteousness, and life force. So when Yang Qi refuses to fight back, he's setting a person's own spear against his shield. As Star Swordlife's ideals crumble, his attacks become more effective, but at the same time, losing his ideals is turning him into something no better than the walking dead. Eventually, he'll go mad and kill himself."

"Oh, I see!" the Shepherd said. "A very clever move on the part of Yang Qi. Obviously we can't interfere, otherwise Star Swordlife will turn on us. But isn't Yang Qi's vital energy going to be wasted being hit so many times?"

"I was worried about that as well," Doom said. "But Brother Yang Qi is enigmatic and impossible to predict. I suspect he has a reason for going through this. So let's wait and see what happens. In any case, now that the masked face has been sealed, we're not in any danger here."

"Sure. Let's wait and see what happens."

The three of them backed up a bit and continued watching the fight between Star Swordlife and Yang Qi.

Things had really been turned upside down. Normally, Star Swordlife was the one who helped others, always trying to make sure they had a chance to come out of a situation alive. He would even save the most wicked and evil people, refusing to either kill or seal them. But now he was attacking Yang Qi like a rabid wolf, causing blood to spray everywhere as he used increasingly deadly attacks.

Yet Yang Qi still wasn't fighting back. For him, it was actually serving as a session of cultivation, because although it looked like Star Swordlife was slashing him into bloody ribbons, he was actually redirecting each blow to the masks in his sea of energy.

Star Swordlife's sword energy was backed by his immense Inheritor powers, as well as the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Of course, his sword energy was strong to begin with, even before he had been directly blessed by Proud Heaven.

Considering that he had amazing energy arts and was in the mid Terrifying level, he hoped that he would be able to free himself from the control of Proud Heaven. Regardless, his sword technique could be considered to be at the acme of perfection. And Yang Qi was using his own remarkable abilities to redirect those attacks to the masks.

The thirty-six masks were protected by the powers of illusion, but thanks to the way Yang Qi was battering them with Star Swordlife's power, those illusions were being destroyed and turned into psychic power that poured into Yang Qi's sea of consciousness.

The thirty-six masks were unique treasures from the god world, and were no less amazing than the items from the seventy-two monarchs. The truth was that no one in existence knew their full story. But one thing was for sure: they were immensely powerful, and anyone who fell victim to the powerful illusions they could create would be forever befuddled and unable to break free.

Slowly but surely, Yang Qi was breaking them down.

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, an explosion rocked his sea of consciousness as one of the smaller masks collapsed, becoming pure psychic will that flowed into his nascent divinity. With that addition, he could create the visage of the mask on top of his face any time he wanted.

Simultaneously, his psychic scale shot upward.

'Amazing!' he thought. 'These bronze masks aren't actually magical treasures. They're made of pure emotion! The emotions of numerous almighty entities. It's like how the boundless buddhas of ancient times could reveal their core nature by means of their face, whether that was fury, grief, elation, or worry.' Yang Qi continued allowing Star Swordlife to hit him with sword energy, which he then used to break down the masks. One by one, they collapsed and became energy that flowed into his nascent divinity. Eventually, thirty-six different streams of emotions came to exist within him.

As for the main mask, it was completely expressionless, almost ordinary in nature, as though it didn't contain anything that could affect emotions.

In other words, the emotions were annulled.

Whatever almighty being had created this mask and led the others, that entity had gained enlightenment of how to annul one's emotions.

All of a sudden, Yang Qi understood the meaning of the thirty-six masks. They represented the most fundamental, and at the same time most elevated emotions of both humans and gods.

The first mask represented ignorance. After that was foolishness. Then came anger, bitterness, and distress. Last came joy, tranquility, and emptiness. All of the emotions were embodiments of cultivation levels.

If he could completely assimilate all thirty-six masks and experience all thirty-six emotions, he could unleash the psychic cultivation techniques of the boundless entities who had created them.

Snap. Crack.

His psychic scale rose from two hundred and sixty to three hundred, and at that point, he knew he couldn't hold on very much longer; he had no choice but to break through to the next level.

A psychic tempest raged around him like a thunder-filled tornado, and pestilential energy filled the area around the sealing mark. Meanwhile, all of the wounds Star Swordlife had inflicted on Yang Qi healed and a psychic halo appeared behind his head.

Just like that, he reached the mid Terrifying level.

Never before had he been this strong.

He was still on the fifth stair of the Deathless Heavenly Stairway. He did not become a Grand Emperor; but that was an even more terrifying thing. To have a mid Terrifying will convergence without being a Grand Emperor was something rare even among the elite young ones in the god world.

RUMBLE!

He extended his palm, and Star Swordlife's latest attack was brushed away, sent tumbling backward with blood spraying out of his mouth.

It took only one move for him to defeat the insufferably arrogant Star Swordlife.

Using Star Swordlife to help improve his cultivation had worked.

And now, it was time for Star Swordlife to finally die.

1. The idea of thirty-six emotions is a real thing in Buddhism.

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Chapter 1122: Proud Heaven Arrives

SPLAT!

Star Swordlife coughed up a huge mouthful of blood. His skin was cracked and bleeding as he glared with hateful disbelief at Yang Qi. "You... you just reached the mid Terrifying level? Oh... I get it. You were using my attacks to refine your nascent divinity, or possibly some secret treasure. Now that you're finished, you're finally going to start fighting back."

"That's right," Yang Qi said, walking slowly toward him with a look of disdain on his face. All of a sudden, a mask appeared on his face that also bore an expression of disdain, the kind that would infuriate anyone who it was directed at.

Star Swordlife coughed up more blood; obviously, his vital energy had been severely damaged. "I knew you were a rapacious wolf, Yang Qi. You were only pretending to be hurt. Thankfully, I saw through the ruse. But why wasn't I able to seal you? Don't tell me that heaven really does want you alive, you beast."

Clicking his tongue, Yang Qi said, "Cursing like that doesn't seem very benevolent. Considering how many times you stabbed me with your sword, I'd say I earned the right to strike back." Even as Yang Qi loomed over Star Swordlife, he continuously swept the area with divine will, in order to be fully on guard in case Proud Heaven showed up.

Star Swordlife was Proud Heaven's pawn and had been personally blessed by him. So if Yang Qi tried to kill him, it seemed entirely likely that Proud Heaven would step in, especially if it interfered with his plans.

"You can't kill me, Yang Qi," Star Swordlife said, his eyes suddenly shining with the blazing light of hope. His injuries began healing up, perhaps by means of some mysterious medicinal pill. At the same time, his vital energy was restored. Rising to his feet, he said, "Maybe you don't believe me, but it's true. It doesn't matter that you're in the mid Terrifying level now, and have the Unspoiled Body and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth combined. That's still not enough to kill me."

"Oh really?" Yang Qi said, stopping in his tracks. "In that case, I guess we should have a real fight. You know, true men don't rely on the help of others to stay alive. It's obvious that you've received some information from Proud Heaven, and that he's lurking in the shadows, ready to help you. That's why you think you can kill me. If all you do is get help from others, you're nothing more than a parasite. Do you really think a parasite is worthy to fight me? I, Yang Qi, can prop up heaven and earth, and pronounce sentences of life or death. I'm far beyond the level of a loser like you who needs the help of others. I'm a man of character, and you're a limp-limbed shrimp. Before, I was actually interested in sparing your life. But if you're fully invested in being Proud Heaven's lackey, then even though killing you will dirty my hands, I have no other choice."

SPLAT!

Yang Qi's words were so biting that everything he said stabbed directly into Star Swordlife's heart, causing him to vomit up another mouthful of blood. It helped that Yang Qi was wearing the disdainful mask.

"Coughing up more blood?" he added. "How could a weakling like you possibly fight me? Get on your knees!"

As the words left his mouth, he reached out and used a simple energy art to exert immense pressure on Star Swordlife. However, Star Swordlife maintained his foothold, and even managed to unleash some of his sword technique. Unfortunately for him, he was too slow. Yang Qi was now in the mid Terrifying level, which meant he was invincible to anyone under the level of a god.

Crick! Crack!

Star Swordlife's sword energy was like a piece of ice facing the burning sun; it instantly cracked and melted away.

Yang Qi's might weighed down on Star Swordlife, who let loose an agonized shriek as his bones creaked. He tried using his defensive empyrean energy to resist, but it did no good and he was quickly forced down onto both knees.

A sensation of deep humiliation instantly filled him.

Inwardly, Yang Qi was clicking his tongue in wonder. The palm move he had used was actually intended to crush Star Swordlife out of existence, not just force him to his knees. It had used his imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers, the ultimate manifestation of the Engine of the One God, which were even more formidable now that he was in the mid Terrifying level.

If Star Swordlife wasn't able to hold strong, he would be reduced into a smear of bloody gore.

But he did manage to hold strong, although the true energy inside him was being destroyed left and right. It was a testament to the formidability of the triple-combined Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, which had pushed Star Swordlife's power index to eight thousand and his psychic scale to around two hundred.

Unfortunately, he paled into insignificance compared to Yang Qi. Yang Qi had a psychic scale of over three hundred, which meant he could dominate all of heaven and earth. Even in the god world, there were peak Terrifying experts who wouldn't be able to match up to him in that regard.

"Heaven-Devouring Talismans!"

As Star Swordlife was forced to his knees beneath the imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers, Yang Qi unleashed another incredible art.

RUMBLE!

A primal-chaos elder-snake appeared behind him, ready to devour anything it encountered. Considering the level of his cultivation base, he could recreate King Heaven-Devourer's talismans. The actual talismans were in the hands of his immortal-slaying clone. That said, the versions that Yang Qi could create on his own were still profoundly powerful.

Yang Qi was now so skilled in recreating duplicate versions of various magical treasures that no one would be able to tell the difference, even if the real talismans were present.

Star Swordlife had thirsted to seal Yang Qi away for millions upon millions of years. And he had hoped to inflict immense torment on him, to the point where Yang Qi longed for death. But now, Yang Qi had him on his knees, his true energy pouring out of him like a waterfall and his heart filled with intense humiliation.

RUMBLE!

Star Swordlife wanted to fight back, but simply couldn't.

He was being drained, and could tell death was approaching. However, in that moment, a stream of power entered him, filling him with such might that he managed to struggle to his feet. The primal-chaos elder-snake that was devouring his energy exploded, and his energy flowed back into him.

Yang Qi immediately backed up.

"Well, hello, Proud Heaven," he said. "You've finally decided to step in? Couldn't bear to see your pawn killed? It seems Star Swordlife has some destiny from the god world, and you need him to get at what you want. Am I right?"

"Proud Heaven…?" Doom, Proud World, and the Shepherd all suddenly felt very nervous as they huddled together behind Yang Qi, worried that Proud Heaven might just attack them outright.

At the moment, Yang Qi's gaze was fixed on the location of the sealing mark, as though he could see something there that no one else could see.

"Show yourself, Proud Heaven," Yang Qi said. "Your energy arts are definitely formidable. But I'm in the mid Terrifying level now. I've cultivated the energy arts in the thirty-six masks, so I can personally track you down if I have to."

Sinister, cackling laughter rang out as a young man in an azure robe appeared in the exact spot Yang Qi had been staring, right behind Star Swordlife. He was incomparably good-looking and pulsed with an aura that seemed both righteous and wretched, but at the same time, neither of those things. It was like looking at something that was black and white at the same time.

It was none other than Proud Heaven himself.

Only he could project an aura like this.

No one could tell whether he was righteous or wretched, whether he was black or white. His cultivation base did not belong to the mortal world anymore. And he was the only person to have ever gone to the god world... and returned.

He had finally shown his face.

The Proud Heaven that Yang Qi had encountered in the mortal world had been nothing but a tiny projection of will, but this was his true self, which meant that he couldn't have been more different than the version Yang Qi had met in the past.

"I never would've guessed that we would actually meet in the flesh like this, Yang Qi," Stepping forward, he clasped Star Swordlife on the shoulder. "It was not in vain that I helped you, Star Swordlife. But even so, you're not a match for Yang Qi. You did well in your mission to get the triple-combined Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth. Thus, I saved you and will take you to the god world with me. Together, we'll find that object that has been decreed to you by fate and forever leave behind these four people."

"Do you see now, Star Swordlife?" Yang Qi said. "Proud Heaven really does view you as nothing more than a pawn. And you're still willing to serve him?"

"I don't care about anything other than sealing you!" Star Swordlife said. "Proud Heaven is Proud Heaven. You are you. It doesn't have anything to do with me. Right now, there's only one important thing for me to do, and that's seal you. Then my will can reach new heights. You are my heart-devil; without sealing you, I can never rest at ease."

"Pig-headed fool!" Yang Qi spat.

Meanwhile, Proud Heaven was looking at Proud World. "You're my son, Proud World. I can't believe that you would betray me after everything I did for you. You're even conspiring against me with my enemies. I think the time has come to take back everything I blessed you with."

"Bah!" Proud World said. "You're an evil creature, Proud Heaven. After the way you treated me, I'm not your son. I was nothing more than an experiment to you. You raised me as a prisoner in the future world, making me live a life of torment to reach my current level. I swore an oath long ago to kill you."

Proud Heaven laughed. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be as strong as you are. How could anyone truly know the pains I went through to ensure that? You may be strong, but to me, you're nothing more than trash. Where's your mother? Call her out."

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Chapter 1123: Talking About Cooperation

Proud Heaven had finally appeared to save Star Swordlife, who was an important pawn in his schemes.

Of course, Yang Qi didn't care at all whether Star Swordlife lived or died. Now that he was in the mid Terrifying level and had assimilated the thirty-six masks, boosting his psychic scale, he was more than confident enough to fight Proud Heaven. So why would he possibly care or worry about Star Swordlife?

At this point, Star Swordlife couldn't possibly put up a fight against Yang Qi, not even with all of the dozens of Great Necropolis godpower seeds he had.

Before Yang Qi teamed up with Doom and the others, Star Swordlife might have had a chance to fight him. But after Yang Qi formed his new alliance, he had continued to grow stronger and stronger, unlocking various secrets of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth and gaining deeper insights into matters of reality and illusion.

Yang Qi's cultivation speed was something that hadn't been seen at any point in history.

Star Swordlife couldn't match speed such as his, even having been directly blessed by Proud Heaven. Besides, considering that Star Swordlife had begun relying on other people to help his cultivation, it was a given that Yang Qi would surpass him by leaps and bounds. Yang Qi had advanced on his own merits and strength, which would always lead to better results.

In fact, even the person who had blessed him, Proud Heaven, was now looking at Yang Qi with a very serious expression on his face.

All of a sudden, Star Swordlife felt even further below Yang Qi than he did before.

For the first time, he also actually felt a spark of jealousy, which quickly grew into a raging fire of hatred as he realized that he hated Yang Qi so much he wanted to kill him.

It was the first time in his life he had ever thought of killing someone.

"Begone, heart-devil," Proud Heaven said. Placing his hand onto Star Swordlife's head, he extinguished the flames of jealousy within him. "Yang Qi has already infected you with a heart-devil, and it's proliferating within you. If you don't get rid of it, your cultivation base is going to suffer."

As Star Swordlife felt the flames being extinguished, he shivered, and his cultivation base rose a bit higher.

Staring icily at Yang Qi, he said, "All of this is thanks to you, Yang Qi. I'm going to remember this. You're the one who implanted this heart-devil in me. It's the first one I've ever had. Even when I was a child, I always had strong willpower, and would never waver in my beliefs. Going forward, my mind will only continue getting stronger. You just wait. I'll seal you eventually."

"Piece of trash." Yang Qi said. "For every first, there's a second. Your heart-devils are going to grow more numerous and powerful, until you're dead. So screw off. Proud Heaven and I have some things to talk about, and you don't qualify to participate in the conversation."

"You finally showed your face, Proud Heaven," Doom said, his voice thrumming with enmity. "You killed my people and threw the Primeval Age into complete and utter chaos. I don't even know if it's possible to count how many people died at your hands. Today, I'm going to make sure that your malicious ways are ended. Hand over your God Legion Seal!"

"God Legion Seal?" Proud Heaven laughed. "You think I need the God Legion Seal to deal with you? I admit I underestimated you, Yang Qi. You've actually forsaken the God Legion Seal, even going so far as to cultivate the Unspoiled Body. You even lucked into getting that purrling, and from its blood, you gained enlightenment of some of its secrets, which enabled you to neutralize the conflict between your two major energy arts. If you hadn't done that you would have been turned into a zombie eventually. I suppose I really ought to view you as an enemy."

"You kidnapped my mother, my Aunt Susu, and my Master, taking them from the immortal worlds with one of your incarnations. I actually find it somewhat amusing. Why didn't you make your move on me back then, when I was so weak? Were you worried that my God Legion Seal would be a threat to you? I can tell that you don't have your God Legion Seal with you, which means that you have ambitions just as grand as mine. You want to either free yourself from the seal, or combine all three pieces. Either way, you're not going to use it while fighting us here. If we combine our two pieces of the seal, it would change everything, and you would definitely lose control. In any case, you'll never actually free yourself from the seal."

Proud Heaven laughed. "Why would I want to disconnect myself from the God Legion Seal? I'm not as stupid as you. That seal is the purest, most powerful thing in existence, even in the god world. It would probably be impossible to unlock its secrets, even after studying it for an eternity. But that's only in the mortal world. In the god world, the magical laws at play surpass anything you can imagine, and the true mysteries of the seal can be unlocked."

"If that's the case, then just give me your God Legion Seal," Yang Qi said, extending his hand. "Listen up, Proud Heaven. Either you die today, or I will. I won't permit you to leave here."

"That's the same thing I was going to say to you." Keeping his hands clasped behind his back, he kicked Star Swordlife off to the side. "Get over there, scum. You'll just get in my way."

Star Swordlife had boundless magical power, and had just expelled his heart-devil. But he was powerless to resist Proud Heaven and was kicked to the side, where he slammed into the wall and slumped to the ground. At that point, he finally realized how vastly separated he was from Proud Heaven and Yang Qi.

No wonder Yang Qi had hurt him so badly with a single palm strike.

"You must have your God Legion Seal locked up in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart," Proud Heaven said. "Am I right? King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions used to be scattered far and wide, but you've collected eight of them. Presumably, you already know that I arranged for you to get most of them. The first reason is that I wanted to plunder your destiny. The second is that I wanted you to do the hard work for me in collecting all the medallions. And you didn't disappoint! As planned, all I have to do now is produce the final legacy medallion and complete the collection. At that point, your immortal-slaying clone will lose control of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart."

"What exactly do you want?" Yang Qi said, inwardly shaken.

"Nothing. Yang Qi, the truth is that we don't have any particularly great enmity between the two of us. Although you're a Fateless One, you were born in the mortal world, so your karma connects you to your mother. And since your mother is my wife, doesn't that make me your karmic father? Why don't we work together? We have a grand opportunity here in front of us"

"What grand opportunity?" Yang Qi said. There was no way he would trust anything Proud Heaven said, but he was at least curious to hear a bit of what he had to say.

"Isn't it obvious?" Proud Heaven looked at Doom. "This piece of trash has a God Legion Seal too, but isn't that a big waste? One of my clones sent him running away like the stray dog that he is. So, Yang Qi, if the two of us worked together, we could easily kill him and extract his God Legion Seal. Then we could be allies, with three God Legion Seals between us. We would become more powerful than you could possibly imagine. Afterward, we could open the seal here in the depths of the Great Necropolis, set up plenty of traps, and put all of King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions together. Once King Immortal-Slayer's will awakens, we could use the completed God Legion Seal to trap him here. He would surely fight the will of the Great Necropolis, which we could use to move the necropolis, and likely even take control of it! Haven't you already decided to cast aside the God Legion Seal anyway? Then why not give yours to me, and I'll give the Great Necropolis to you? You can even have the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. That way, the two of us would be equals. After all, you must surely already realize that with the Great Necropolis, you could counter the God Legion Seal, and perhaps even surpass it. So what do you think? We can split everything fairly. You can agree to that, can't you?"

Hearing these words, Doom's face turned ashen. He knew that if Yang Qi and Proud Heaven turned on him, he would definitely die. Not even the God Legion Seal would keep him safe.

Unfortunately, there was little he could do in this situation. "Yang Qi," he said, "you know that Proud Heaven is just talking off the cuff here. You can't trust him."

Yang Qi laughed heartily. "I know that, Brother Doom. Don't worry. He's just trying to sow disharmony between us. We've agreed to face all trials and tribulations together, so there's no way I'll fall for his babbling nonsense. No one who has ever cooperated with Proud Heaven has ever lived to tell the tale. I don't think he even has a reputation left that could be ruined."

"What?" Proud Heaven said, looking surprised. "Don't tell me you're really going to refuse my offer, Yang Qi. The only way to reach godly ascension is for the two of us to work together. Otherwise, you'll be stuck here. How else will you move the Great Necropolis? Only King Immortal-Slayer's will and the completed God Legion Seal could possibly pierce the sealed depths of the Great Necropolis. And that's the only way to move the necropolis. The alternative is to be stuck in here without access to the Ancient Road to the Gods, unable to reach the god world, and godly ascension."

"Godly ascension?" Yang Qi said. "You still want to reach godly ascension? If it means preventing you from becoming a god, I'm more than happy to do the same. I can tell what you're doing, Proud Heaven. You're saying everything possible to entice me into working with you. But you don't seem to understand how much I hate you. Nothing could ever remove that hatred, thus, the only outcome waiting for you is death. Furthermore, your reputation is so bad that no one would ever agree to work with you. Did anyone on the Ancient Road to the Gods who worked with you survive? No. You betrayed them all."

"Betrayed them?" He shook his head. "You're a real disappointment, Yang Qi. You've let revenge cloud your judgment, making it impossible for you to see things clearly. Working together is the best option for the two of us. Once you reach the god world, you'll understand this truth. You see, the hatreds and enmities in the mortal world are like nothing more than clouds that eventually vanish, and aren't even worth thinking about."

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Chapter 1124: Fighting Proud Heaven

There was no way Yang Qi would ever trust anything Proud Heaven said.

It would have been impossible for Proud Heaven to have a worse reputation than he did. That said, he wasn't lying about the difficulties of moving the Great Necropolis. It would definitely need King Immortal-Slayer's will and the completed God Legion Seal to do it. By using their combined powers, it would be possible to break into the deepest sealed part of the Great Necropolis, suppress its will, and take control of it.

Right now, he definitely couldn't control the Great Necropolis on his own.

Even worse, part of the process rested on King Immortal-Slayer's will, which meant that, at the moment, it would only work with two people taking part in the plan.

In the mortal world, there were only two people who qualified: Yang Qi and Proud Heaven. Not even the Executors of the Ancient Road would help; they were eventually going to be defeated anyway.

Of course, it was all predicated on the assumption that Proud Heaven and Yang Qi actually cooperated.

Yang Qi wasn't confident enough to enter such a cooperation, even if it was with the knowledge that Proud Heaven would eventually betray him. For all he knew, Proud Heaven might take advantage of a critical moment in dealing with King Immortal-Slayer to kill Yang Qi and his clone. Then he would have the God Legion Seal, the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, and the Great Necropolis. He would be the ultimate ruler of the mortal world, and would have access to any resources he wanted to. At that point, he would be able to enter the god world with full confidence in his ability to become a top figure there.

In the end, Yang Qi simply couldn't work with Proud Heaven. The only way to deal with him was to kill him.

Pointing at Yang Qi, Proud Heaven said, "Well, Yang Qi? Are you really refusing to work with me?"

Yang Qi chuckled. "How about we work together after I kill you and take the God Legion Seal? Come on, Proud Heaven, quit being so naive. There's no way I'll ever trust you."

"In that case, son, I don't see any reason to keep you around." He smiled viciously. "No, I'm going to have to kill you and extract your God Legion Seal. I'm here as my true self, so nobody can stop me, not even you."

"I know you're here as your true self. That's why I've wasted so much time chatting. If you weren't here as your true self, you'd already be dead. I know you've thrown caution to the wind in your attempt to kill me, but that only means that your moment of death has come. For your true self." Yang Qi was trying to buy as much time as possible to get his powers to their peak level and make sure all of his trump cards were ready to go.

Proud Heaven was definitely the strongest opponent he had ever faced. Not even the sealed head of Brahma had been as strong as Proud Heaven was now. Given how strong Yang Qi was, he could actually suppress Brahma if he had to.

Never had Yang Qi been less confident in his ability to defeat an enemy. This man had been pestering him from before he had even been born, ensuring that the karma connecting them was very troublesome.

If he didn't die, then Yang Qi would have a very hard time severing that karma.

But if he did die, then Yang Qi was certain he could use the momentum of the victory to reach immense heights, even godly ascension.

"If that's your final word, I guess there's no reason to keep discussing the matter." Proud Heaven clasped his hands behind his back and sighed. "Your God Legion Seal was always going to end up in my hands. And I can get into the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. The time has come to acquire the rest of the God Legion Seal!"

WHOOSH!

He moved as he spoke the final words, which caught everyone off guard. Doom merely saw a blur as Proud Heaven appeared right in front of him, where he unleashed a palm strike that shook heaven and earth, even rocking the souls of those present.

Shouting, Doom immediately unleashed all nine stances of the Hand of the One God to protect himself.

When those nine stances were used at once, the successful transformations were unrivaled.

However, it wasn't as if Proud Heaven was using a simple move. A brilliant white light flared as his palm descended, and although no one present knew exactly what martial art this was, it was obviously something that could shake all creation.

The terrifying nature of the attack defied description. Anyone who stood in the path of an attack like it would be like an ordinary mortal facing down a falling asteroid. They would definitely be wiped out of existence.

When the Hand of the One God met Proud Heaven's attack, all of Doom's projected attacks were crushed and he staggered backward, face ashen as he coughed up blood. He had been defeated in one move! Obviously, he wasn't close to being a match. Expression filled with terror, he said, "You actually finished cultivating that technique, Proud Heaven?!"

"Get over here!" Proud Heaven growled, making a grasping claw gesture as he attempted to pull Doom's God Legion Seal right out from inside of him.

However, before anything else could happen, Yang Qi appeared next to Doom and made his move. Thrusting his palm out, he unleashed an empyrean wind that flowed like the tide, instantly negating Proud Heaven's claw attack.

Backing up three paces, Yang Qi said, "I'm your opponent, Proud Heaven."

As of this moment, he was convinced that Proud Heaven's cultivation base surpassed his own. That much was evident from the brief contact moments ago, which had left his nascent divinity feeling profoundly shaken.

"Oh?" Proud Heaven flitted to a position only nine meters away in seemingly weightless fashion. Looking Yang Qi up and down, he said, "Not bad, Yang Qi. But you see, I've successfully cultivated a new technique of my own invention. The Ten Universes. Take a look at what it's like!"

"Ten Universes?" Yang Qi licked his lips. He had known all along that if Proud Heaven had reached this point in his cultivation, he would have identified his own dao. This Ten Universes technique would definitely be able to shake heaven and earth, and would be the result of enlightenment of countless consummate abilities and techniques.

"First stance. Agitation of Nature!"

Proud Heaven appeared right in front of Yang Qi, moving so unpredictably that he was almost like a flickering shadow.

However, Yang Qi wasn't afraid of such tactics. He quickly called on the Purrfect God Art and the abilities of the thirty-six masks. All of a sudden, a mask appeared on his face, neither joyful nor sorrowful. It had no features, and was in fact completely empty, annulled and pure.

At the same time, a huge bubble popped into being around him, pulsing with the power of tribulations and kalpas.

Proud Heaven vanished almost as soon as he had appeared, but he left behind an enormous manifestation of heaven and earth, crushing down on Yang Qi with immense force. In response, Yang Qi threw out his hand, sending hundreds of tribulations flying out, countless characters which were the ultimate manifestation of the Unspoiled Body.

"Excellent! You actually survived the first stance, Agitation of Nature. Sadly for you, my Ten Universes features ten stances, which all complement each other. Let's see how many you can survive. Second stance. Pulse of the Void!"

A vibration rolled out that was vastly more powerful than the tribulations and kalpas, smashing the hundred characters of tribulation that Yang Qi had just unleashed.

Yang Qi immediately sensed immense danger, so he used the Purrfect God Art to shrink himself down with rapid speed. Even as he was shrinking, the pulsing ripple suddenly transformed into an intense manifestation of sword energy that shot right above his head.

"Nice. You actually lived through the second stance, and the third, Sword of the Cosmos." Yang Qi looked around and realized that Proud Heaven had complete control over all of heaven and earth around them, including all the magical laws. Right now, he was slowly walking a circle around Yang Qi, his speed seemingly slow, but in reality incredibly fast. Anyone other than Yang Qi who found themselves in this position, even the emperor of the Executors of the Ancient Road, would meet a grisly end.

The only reason he was holding his own was the Unspoiled Body, the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, the Purrfect God Art, the abilities of the masks, and his psychic scale of over three hundred.

At the moment, he wasn't worried about Proud Heaven suddenly launching a surprise attack on Doom and taking his God Legion Seal. The moment Proud Heaven made his first move, Yang Qi used the Annulled Grand Magic to lock on to Proud Heaven's psyche.

The essence of the Annulled Grand Magic was about creating things out of the void. And the creator of the main mask among the thirty-six masks had gained enlightenment of emotions from the Annulled level. Therefore, despite not having fully fused with all of the masks, they still gave Yang Qi additional details regarding the profundities of the Annulled Grand Magic.

Having locked on to Proud Heaven with the Annulled Grand Magic, it was as if he were deeply connected to him; the man wouldn't be able to do anything that Yang Qi wasn't aware of.

Proud Heaven realized this and was finally starting to understand how dangerous Yang Qi was; he was even beginning to regret not killing him sooner.

But it didn't do any good to worry about regrets. Therefore, he wasn't holding back at all, and used his own techniques to duplicate what Yang Qi had done, tightly locking on to him.

Both of them were locked on to each other, and both of them knew it. Right now, both of them were coming to understand each other better than anyone else in existence.

They were almost like twins now, except only one of them would be able to survive the encounter.

This was an apex battle, the likes of which no one else could participate in.

"So, Yang Qi, you've cultivated the Annulled Grand Magic to that level? In that case, allow me to put you to death! Fourth stance. Rot of Nihility! Fifth stance. Sacrifice of Chaos! Sixth stance. Restoration of the Epoch! Seventh stance. Crippling of Civilization! Eighth stance. Enemy of the World! Ninth stance. Destruction of the Macrocosm! Tenth stance. Nirvana of the Universe!"

RUMBLE!

Proud Heaven had unleashed all ten moves of his self-created technique, the Ten Universes!

1. There is some wordplay here that doesn't come across. The full word for kalpa (which contains the character for tribulation) also contains a character that means "wave, ripple, pulse, vibration, etc." And obviously, the full word for "fluctuation, ripple, wave" contains that same character. So this passage includes a line that reads something like "fighting ripples with ripples" or something. It makes perfect visual sense in Chinese, but I don't think it would be possible to maintain that connection without adding tons of extraneous words.

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Chapter 1125: Ten Universes

The Ten Universes ability was the ultimate expression of Proud Heaven's cultivation base.

It was impossible to say how many consummate abilities he had collected over the years in order to create it. Every stance was closely linked with the others, even more so than the nine stances of the Hand of the One God.

Of course, that wasn't because Proud Heaven was superior to the Sovereign Lord. It was because of how the consummate Ten Universes was created by him, therefore it was uniquely suited to him.

It was always best to use techniques suited to oneself.

Although the Hand of the One God was mighty when it was unleashed by people such as Yang Qi or Proud Heaven, nothing could be better than a technique one had created based on their personal dao.

The ten stances of the Ten Universes technique could be considered sky-obfuscating and land-enshrouding.

Agitation of Nature. Pulse of the Void. Sword of the Cosmos. Rot of Nihility. Sacrifice of Chaos. Restoration of the Epoch. Crippling of Civilization. Enemy of the World. Destruction of the Macrocosm. Nirvana of the Universe!

Those ten stances each contained boundless divine abilities, and when unleashed, would cause the surrounding vital energy to create projections of Proud Heaven himself. The mere fluctuations of the energy art were enough to destroy heaven and extinguish the earth, and Yang Qi already felt like his soul was about to explode.

It was Proud Heaven's most deadly and splendid attack; it was brutal and crushing, something that could decide life or death in the briefest of moments.

Yang Qi felt like howling in rage. However, in his sea of energy, a purring sound could be heard ten times in a row. And with each purring sound, a bubble appeared in the palm of his hand, which then shot out to meet one of the deadly moves of the Ten Universes.

Pop. Pop. Pop!

Ten popping sounds rang out as the ten bubbles burst. And as a result, the power of Proud Heaven's assault was reduced by ninety-nine percent. Yang Qi took advantage of the moment to use the combination of the Hand of the One God and the Unspoiled Body to throw up another layer of defense.

He had long since entered into a state of complete calm in which he wasn't even thinking about victory or defeat. Instead, it was as if he were training, improving himself by constantly focusing on not being killed.

That state was when he fought the best.

The true battle had begun. After Yang Qi had been so violently battered by Proud Heaven, the two of them backed away from each other. So far, neither seemed capable of taking the other out.

As for the Shepherd, Proud World, and Doom, Yang Qi had taken pains to ensure that they weren't hit by any of the shockwaves.

Glaring at Yang Qi with sinister eyes, Proud Heaven said, "I have to say you've earned my admiration, Yang Qi. You can actually stand up to my consummate art, the Ten Universes. And not only did you survive all of the moves, you came out completely unscathed. You're the only person who could possibly do that. Not even the emperor of the executors could survive up to this point."

Yang Qi didn't respond. Instead, he focused on the true energy flows inside him. They were raging so out of control that he couldn't have talked even if he wanted to. Drawing on the Annulled Grand Magic, he quickly forced the energy to flow correctly back into his sea of energy. It was almost like getting a flood under control. If he hadn't succeeded, his meridians would have been damaged, and the consequences of that would have been too horrible to contemplate.

After three full cycles of energy circulation, he was in the position to speak again. The truth was that he had been injured. And the fact that Proud Heaven had immediately been able to speak after their clash just showed how much stronger the man was.

After all, he had been to the god world, and returned. He obviously knew many secrets of the place. If Yang Qi had been there, it was obvious that his cultivation base would have benefited.

As Proud Heaven stood there with his energy surging, he seemed like some sort of martial arts giant who couldn't possibly be defeated. He was a consummate wretch-devil whose eyes were locked onto Yang Qi's soul, which ensured that even if Yang Qi fled to the edges of reality, he wouldn't be able to escape him.

"Your Ten Universes weren't very impressive, Proud Heaven," Yang Qi said in a casual tone. "Is that really the best you can do? If your own personal energy art can't do anything to me, and you don't have anything stronger, perhaps we should come back in a year to have a rematch."

"Very well." Proud Heaven said. "I admit that I underestimated you, Yang Qi. Apparently my Ten Universes can't hurt you. But what happens if I keep attacking you? I could do it all day, and every time I do, I would back it with unbelievable power. In other words, it'll only get worse and worse for you. At this point, I'm going to ask you one more time: are you willing to work with me? The two of us could benefit a lot from each other. If you disagree, you really will perish here."

"What do you plan to fight me with?" Yang Qi said, inwardly converging his power and preparing his techniques. Thanks to the fierce fighting, he felt that he was actually hovering on the verge of another breakthrough. If he finished climbing the Deathless Heavenly Stairway, he'd become a Grand Emperor, and would definitely be able to defeat Proud Heaven.

He was already confident that he knew the extent of Proud Heaven's trump cards.

"As I'm sure you're aware, Proud Heaven, I'm not actually a Grand Emperor. What if I went all out and achieved my breakthrough right here and now? Would you be able to beat me then?"

Skipping the subterfuge, Yang Qi just explained his trump card, hoping it would strike fear into Proud Heaven's heart.

As expected, Proud Heaven's eyes turned very sharp. "Very impressive, Yang Qi. But are you really willing to take that risk? What if you fail to become a Grand Emperor? I guarantee you that during the process, when your vital energy is the most chaotic, I'll strike you with a deadly blow."

"I refuse to believe you can actually do that," Yang Qi replied with a broad smile. He knew there was no way Proud Heaven would just let him reach the Grand Emperor level without trying to stop him. But he was also confident that he couldn't be stopped. "Besides, after reaching the mid Terrifying level, I can open a path to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart at any time. So how exactly do you think you can interfere with my breakthrough?"

He wasn't lying. After pushing his psychic scale past three hundred, he was able to sense the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart again. And his immortal-slaying clone had already made preparations, in case there was a reaction between their eight legacy medallions and the ninth that they didn't possess.

In the depths of the chart, the clone was drawing on the scintillating power of the godhood stars, funneling it into the Engine of the One God, including the genetic systems, vivicreation systems, power assessment systems, psychic scaling systems, and heavenly workings calculations systems.

Because of the godhood stars, it was only possible to power up those five major systems while in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

Godhood stars fell one after another, yet the sky still looked as dazzling as ever. In fact, it seemed possible that, in the very depths of the chart, godhood stars were actually being created to replace them.

Slowly but surely, the five major systems were powering up.

The clone also had the imperial-heaven pre-beginning systems working at full speed.

With the Cruiser of Civilization operating at this level, it was possible to help the clone improve his psychic scale, power, and physical body.

If the Cruiser of Civilization were whole, it could theoretically transform an ordinary mortal into a god. Of course, that was under the assumption that the Lord of Civilization himself was operating it.

Right now, it wasn't possible for the clone to use it for godly ascension. But he could use it to calculate the workings of heaven, and analyze his weaknesses, making himself more perfect. After Yang Qi had cleaned out the treasure storehouse of the Executors of the Ancient Road, the clone had begun working on his cultivation base, simultaneously using the Engine of the One God to full effect.

His cultivation base was now at an unfathomable level, and his energy arts were as well. The heavenly workings calculations systems were immensely enigmatic. Not even the Executors of the Ancient Road had anything that could consume godhood like they could. Supposedly, they were second only to the Engine of the One God itself, and were key to controlling the Cruiser of Civilization as a whole.

With enough power, one could make calculations about the workings of heaven, and could understand energy arts, divine abilities, and constitutions on the deepest level.

They could even analyze a person and help them push their genes and psychic scale to a more perfect state.

Yang Qi had long since acquired the genetic systems and the psychic scaling systems, but had lacked the larger structure to use them to improve his cultivation base. It was like having some pieces of fish and meat, but not having a skilled chef to turn them into a delectable meal.

The heavenly workings calculations systems were like that chef.

A lesser skilled chef could turn some fish and meat into a mushy mess, whereas an amazing chef could produce gourmet food with it.

Right now, the immortal-slaying clone was like that fish or meat, and the heavenly workings calculations systems were about to turn him into a gourmet dish.

He was slowly heading toward becoming a god.

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Chapter 1126: God Body

The immortal-slaying clone was forming a god body.

It was thanks to the heavenly workings calculations systems, the computations of which could extract the workings of heaven and pull them into the clone.

A three-dimensional projection of a perfect god body floated in front of him, complete with crystalline representations of every cell that made him up. It almost looked like the greyspace of a god kingdom or an immortal world.

The body had as many cells as the eternal sands of the universe, all of them like immortal worlds with a rank of three thousand or more.

In other words, this body might as well have been made up of millions upon millions of immortal worlds.

Creating a god body like that would require immense amounts of power, so much so that it was virtually incalculable.

To accommodate it, the clone was drawing deeply on the godhood stars. Doing so without abandon was leading to incredible results.

Tens of thousands of stars fell from the sky as the god body slowly neared a state of completion.

It glittered, sparkling and translucent, filled with immense secrets; having been put together by the heavenly workings calculations systems, there was no better god body that could have been formed for the immortal-slaying clone.

The clone opened his mouth and inhaled, and the glittering body entered him. Afterward, cracking and crunching sounds rang out as filth and impurities were extruded from inside of him.

His physical frame started transforming, becoming like liquid crystal as the systems of the Engine of the One God worked together to change him on a fundamental level.

"Excellent," he said. "Now, power fusion using god legion angst!"

The God Legion Seal flew into his mouth as he inhaled once more. A moment later, his crystal body became one of pure gold.

Then he slowly forced the golden light out of him, causing him to become like crystal once again.

He inhaled again deeply, starting the process over. As it continued, it was as if his body were being baptized by the legion of gods, causing it to grow stronger and tougher.

"Purr, purr…."

Jadefall and the purrling suddenly appeared behind the clone.

Stroking the purrling, Jadefall said to it, "The Exalted Immortal-Slayer is forming a god body. And you need to help him finish the work. No one else can do it other than you. With a god body, we'll be in a much better position when we finally have to face Proud Heaven and the ninth of King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions. When that time comes, we should finally be able to reach the god world…."

The pink purrling spat out a bubble, a somewhat disdainful look on its face as if it were saying, "You think I need your help to get to the god world? Are you kidding me?"

The bubble quickly spread out and covered the clone. Inside, the clone was already like boiling liquid crystal, making it seem like he wasn't even human anymore.

The purrling went on to spit out even more bubbles, each of them like an immortal world which sped into the clone's body.

As all of that happened, the clone finally broke through certain limitations and exclaimed, "I'm finally finishing a perfect god body!"

He had reached a perfect state, making him superior to the tallest mountains and more grandiose than the largest oceans. A boundless aura spread out from him as he became vastly stronger than before.

Countless godhood stars poured their power down into the clone, making it seem like he himself was filled with innumerable heavenly bodies.

Already, he was pulsing with the aura of the god world.

Crick, crack!

He clenched his hands into fists as he was filled with a spirit that could fight heaven, earth, and gods alike. He extended his hand, causing eight of King Immortal-Slayer's legacy medallions to fly out, forming a whole that lacked only its central heart.

"The purrling is amazing!" the clone said. "It can actually pierce the sealing marks of the Engine of the One God and surround me with a bubble that surpasses even the heavenly workings calculations systems. Now Yang Qi doesn't actually need to fear fighting Proud Heaven. The only fear we need to consider is the instability that could occur with the ninth legacy medallion. If it weren't for that, we could go out right now and provide backup."

"I'm aware of that," Jadefall said. She didn't sound like the mortal royal she had been before, but rather a Terrifying expert from the Ancient Road to the Gods. "However, although Yang Qi seems to be an even match for Proud Heaven, it's impossible to say what vicious schemes Proud Heaven has up his sleeve. It's too bad Yang Qi hasn't seized Doom and taken his god legion angst. With two aspects of god legion angst combined, Yang Qi would definitely be able to slaughter Proud Heaven."

"Naturally, Yang Qi already has plans in that regard," the clone replied coolly. "Proud Heaven and Yang Qi are so much more powerful than Doom that he hardly counts for anything. Let's wait and see what instructions Yang Qi gives us. This could very well be our biggest opportunity ever. It's entirely possible that, thanks to Proud Heaven, we'll uncover the secrets of the Great Necropolis and actually head to the god world. We would never be able to find out the truth about the necropolis on our own power, but can only do it with the will of King Immortal-Slayer. And I have the feeling that Yang Qi is holding back his trump cards in the hopes of getting that final legacy medallion off of Proud Heaven.

"It's all going to come down to Yang Qi. He's definitely much better at schemes than us."

Meanwhile, Proud Heaven and Yang Qi were still fighting.

Both of them were measured in their attacks, hoping to find an opening to unleash something truly deadly.

Both of them found the other to be unpredictable and hard to read. On the one hand, Yang Qi felt like he understood Proud Heaven a lot, but on the other hand, felt like he was a complete mystery. The part that he understood related to Proud Heaven's fundamental personality and bearing. The part that he didn't understand related to what trump cards Proud Heaven had, and how he would use them.

As for Proud Heaven, he completely understood how important Yang Qi was to him, but on the other hand, had no idea of exactly what he was capable of.

Every time he thought Yang Qi had finally reached rock bottom, he would always start fighting back with renewed vigor, and turn ill fortune into good luck.

That was one of the things that made Yang Qi most terrifying.

It seemed almost as if there were some sort of mysterious destiny or fate wrapped around Yang Qi, making it impossible to assess his future. To Proud Heaven, he seemed like some unbeatable freak who was still waiting to start fighting with full force.

In order to beat him, Proud Heaven needed to assess his destiny and then take him out with one clean blow.

"You're really not going to use the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart against me, Yang Qi?" he asked. "Aren't you interested in seeing what the ninth legacy medallion is like?"

"I hate you!" Proud World shouted angrily. "If I'd known things would end up like this, Proud Heaven, I would have given that ninth medallion to Yang Qi a long time ago! With that medallion, he would have immense power under his control!"

"Dirty little swine!" Proud Heaven said. "You think I came here unprepared? You might have thought you were laying a trap for me, but I was manipulating things from behind the scenes the entire time. You see, I actually wanted you to steal that medallion and give it to Yang Qi. Sadly, considering how your cultivation base has grown, son, you've outgrown your usefulness to me. Ah, what a pity. I wanted you to be a magister, but instead you had to be stubborn and rebel against me. From here on out, you're no son of mine. Besides, if one of my sons dies, it doesn't really matter. I have plenty more."

Gnashing his teeth, Proud World said, "You're no match for Yang Qi, Proud Heaven." Looking over, he said, "Doom, I would gladly sacrifice my own life to take out Proud Heaven. You have to give your god legion angst to Yang Qi. I'm sure he'll give it back to you afterward."

"Er…." Doom knew that the only way to actually defeat Proud Heaven was for him to give his god legion angst to Yang Qi to provide him a major energy arts boost.

But once Yang Qi combined the two types of god legion angst, it would cause difficulties in the future. How would they separate them later? How would Yang Qi return the god legion angst to him?

Doom was feeling very uncertain about what to do. It was a life or death decision, and if he made the wrong choice, there would be no going back. Despite the fact that he trusted Yang Qi, he still wasn't sure which choice was the best.

"That god legion angst is your ultimate foundation, Doom," Proud Heaven said. "Although the two of us have irreconcilable enmity, I have to remind you that god legion angst is a responsibility given by universal fortune. If you forsake the God Legion Seal, the destiny of the legion of gods will leave you. And that will mean your life has come to an end. Leave them, and they will strip you of all glory and honor, leaving you dead."

As for Yang Qi, he didn't say anything. He just stood there with his hands clasped behind his back, watching and waiting.

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Chapter 1127: Life or Death Decision

Doom had reached an extremely critical juncture, and Yang Qi wasn't doing anything to influence his decision. Although Yang Qi had cast aside the fetters of the God Legion Seal, he knew that gaining a second seal would provoke heaven-shaking, earth-toppling changes.

At the least, it would be enough to defeat Proud Heaven.

In fact, with two pieces together, it might even be possible to force Proud Heaven's God Legion Seal out of him, which would be such a loss for him that he would become an ordinary person who could be crushed with no effort at all.

But Yang Qi had made a promise to Doom, and he intended to keep it. He wouldn't use underhanded methods to try to get his God Legion Seal. That would go against his ideals. However, if Doom chose to fuse the two God Legion Seals, it would definitely be an optimal outcome.

Of course, after using two combined aspects of the God Legion Seal, he would still forsake them in the end, similar to the log raft used to cross the river in the classic buddhist analogy.

At the moment, though, he was in the middle of a river as broad as the sea of bitterness, with only his own divine abilities to rely on to get to the other side. If he could use the God Legion Seal as a boat to aid the process, he wouldn't hesitate to do so.

"The God Legion Seal is your foundation!" Proud Heaven called out, his voice thrumming with wretched evil. "Doom, all you have to do is join forces with me and you can have everything you desire. Yang Qi is treating you well because he wants your God Legion Seal, but once the right moment comes along, he'll definitely kill you!"

Doom's eyes suddenly went blank.

As for Proud Heaven, it was possible to see wretched light flickering in his eyes as he used some sort of wretched daoist technique to try to goad Doom into turning on Yang Qi.

However, as Proud Heaven used the technique, a holy aura sprang up around Doom, along with golden light. Then cracking sounds rang out, almost like ice rapidly melting. It seemed as though Doom was experiencing some sort of transformation, like a caterpillar emerging from a chrysalis as a butterfly. "You're using some devil art to try to enchant me, Proud Heaven? Who do you think you are? I'm a bearer of the God Legion Seal, so what can your little challenge of illusions do to me? My mind is incomparably sharp, and I have complete control over myself! Hmph! Yang Qi's cultivation base is so high that he has no need to scheme if he wants my God Legion Seal. You're scared, aren't you? Scared that we'll actually combine the two God Legion Seals!"

"How could I have guessed that my enchantment technique would fail, and would actually result in helping you achieve a breakthrough?" Proud Heaven's expression was cold, but he still managed a faint smile. "But that doesn't matter. You're not going to abandon your God Legion Seal and hand your life into the hands of another. That would be foolish beyond measure, even when dealing with the most trustworthy person in existence."

"You're right!" Doom replied. "The God Legion Seal is my foundation, and I don't want to just hand it over to someone else. But I'll do anything to see you dead. Do you know how many of my people you killed? Every single family member. Every single friend. You slaughtered all of them."

Proud Heaven sighed. "No soul under heaven lives for all time. Even if I hadn't killed them, they would have died eventually. That's the truth, so what difference does it make if I killed them? I killed them to help you sever your mortal karma and remove the fetters holding you back. Only in that way could you truly seek the great dao of the legion of gods. Think about it. If I hadn't killed them, would you have become so focused on revenge that you pushed your cultivation base to its current limit? There's no way! You're ultimately just a nobody from the Primeval Age who happened to come across some good fortune. Besides, think about all the things you accomplished thanks to me invading the Primeval Age, and all the years of warfare that resulted."

"Bullcrap!" Doom said. "I'm here to fight you to the death, Proud Heaven, not to chat about old times. By the way, thanks to your enchantment attempt right now, I achieved major enlightenment about an ultimate truth. Care to hear the details?"

"What ultimate truth?" Proud Heaven said, not quite sure what he meant.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi was watching the situation develop. Based on his analysis, the dialogue between Doom and Proud Heaven was more complex than it might seem. After all, it seemed highly unlikely that Proud Heaven would engage in such banter for no reason.

As he watched and analyzed, he sent part of his mind into the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

Right now, he didn't fear Proud Heaven at all, but rather, the ninth legacy medallion that he possessed. If he used it, then given the level of Proud Heaven's cultivation base, he might be able to force his way into the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. And if that happened, it was entirely possible he would awaken the will of King Immortal-Slayer, which would then possess the immortal-slaying clone.

Yang Qi absolutely had to avoid that.

Therefore, he needed to have a good plan for what to do without the chart. He had eight pieces, but the ninth piece held by Proud Heaven was the core piece, crafted from King Immortal-Slayer's heart. Unfortunately, he couldn't open the chart lest Proud Heaven take advantage of that moment to seize it.

"The ultimate truth I learned is that it's possible to hand anything over to anyone. And the God Legion Seal counts in that." Staring at Proud Heaven, Doom said, "I'll give my God Legion Seal to you if you want it. But what will you give me in exchange?"

"What do you want?" Proud Heaven replied. "How about the future world? Or a chance to reach godly ascension?"

"No. The only thing worth it to me would be your life." Doom burst out laughing. "You see, Proud Heaven, if it means taking your life, I'm more than happy to lose my God Legion Seal. Take it, Yang Qi! I trust you. You just have to promise you'll use it to kill Proud Heaven!"

WHOOSH!

Doom waved his hand and a golden imp flew out in a streak of gold, arriving in front of Yang Qi before anyone could react. It radiated such might and grandeur that it seemed capable of suppressing the legion of gods in all the glory.

It was, of course, Doom's God Legion Seal.

He was forsaking it and handing it to Yang Qi, all for him to use as a weapon to kill Proud Heaven. That was how much he desired to put an end to Proud Heaven; he was willing to trade the God Legion Seal for it!

"No!" Proud Heaven howled in a voice so shrill it seemed capable of shredding his heart and lungs to bits. Without hesitation, he thrust out his hand, drawing on his Ten Universes ability to unleash an aeonic aura of eternal destruction.

Unfortunately for him, he was too late.

The seal was already in Yang Qi's possession, surrounded by a bubble. Cultivation base thrumming, Yang Qi launched a palm strike containing a host of very simple energy arts, backed with immense destructive power. It was a case of changing something rotten into something magical, and the moment it hit Proud Heaven's Ten Universes, the vital energies of the two moves counteracted each other, and they both faded away.

With seemingly no effort, he had yet again negated Proud Heaven's consummate technique.

Proud Heaven immediately backed up toward the altar. His attack had failed, but he still managed to keep his composure, although he was visibly surprised that Yang Qi had seized the God Legion Seal from Doom.

Meanwhile, Yang Qi was drawing on the God Legion Seal to further his cultivation. New techniques and abilities were flooding into him, combining with his true energy and pushing his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth to a further state of perfection.

Although he had pushed the Annulled Grand Magic and the other abilities he had acquired from Doom to very high levels, how could they possibly compare to what was capable with that aspect of the God Legion Seal?

All aspects of his body were experiencing marvelous changes, and becoming more complete than before.

At the same time, his psychic scale and power index both experienced explosive advancement.

Three hundred fifty. Three hundred sixty. Three hundred seventy. Three hundred eighty. Three hundred ninety... Four hundred! It was only at the level of four hundred that his psychic scale stopped rising. He was now virtually at the peak of the Terrifying level and could even rival Lesser Gods!

As for his power index, it instantly broke past nine thousand

With a power index over nine thousand and a psychic scale of four hundred, he was so strong it was hardly possible for the mortal world to contain him. The top figures in the mortal world were mid Terrifying experts. But right now, Yang Qi was so strong he could kill people like the old Mu Renwang with a single glance.

If Yang Qi went to the god world now, he might not necessarily be instantly killed if he fought a Lesser God.

Besides, the true potential of the God Legion Seal could only be unleashed in the god world itself. In the mortal world, it was like little more than an infant.

Yang Qi was surrounded by a holy, golden light that couldn't be penetrated by a myriad manifestations of wretched evil. The light was like the buddhist clouds from the buddhist schools, or the auspicious clouds of the daoist sects, and it pulsed with the unknowable majesty of the god world.

Now that Yang Qi had taken Doom's God Legion Seal, everyone could tell that Proud Heaven's end was nigh.

"Hurry up and fuse with it, Yang Qi!" Doom said urgently. "With two parts of the God Legion Seal, you can easily suppress the third piece! Even if Proud Heaven flees to the edges of reality, you can still kill him! KILL HIM!"

"What else would I do?" Yang Qi said, and a vortex sprang into being behind him.

Scintillating starlight erupted from within it, power from the godhood stars in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. "If Proud Heaven and I are going to have our final battle, the rest of you go into safety in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart!"

Without any hesitation, he threw Doom, Proud World, and the Shepherd into the chart. Meanwhile, another golden imp appeared within the depths of the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

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Chapter 1128: Combination of Two Seals

When Doom made the decision to give his God Legion Seal to Yang Qi in exchange for a chance to truly take down Proud Heaven, dramatic transformations occurred in heaven and earth. Proud Heaven instantly realized that the situation had slipped beyond his control, and that Yang Qi now had the best chance of winning.

However, his expression didn't change to one of anxiety, but rather remained one of anticipation.

After all, he knew that the victor had not yet been determined, and there were still many things that could happen. And he most certainly had a secret weapon to call on.

The vortex opened, revealing the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart.

Out of it flew the God Legion Seal, which Yang Qi grabbed. He now had two seals, one that belonged to him, and had once been linked to his own blood. The other was Doom's, which Yang Qi had already fused with. In other words, Yang Qi now had two God Legion Seals, and Doom had none, leaving him bereft of his previous status.

SPLAT!

Doom flopped onto the ground in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, soaked with blood, his power draining out of him. It was a terrifying sensation to lose his connection to the God Legion Seal and feel the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth fade away.

Most people would assume that having the God Legion Seal would lead to incredible glory, and meant that one had the support of the legion of gods. Anyone who willingly abandoned the seal would surely be abandoning all hope to live. They would be cursed by the gods and meet a grisly end. Right now, Doom was sinking into that oblivion; never could he have guessed that he would one day throw away the seal. Although he immediately felt regret, he still trusted that Yang Qi would save him in the end.

As for Yang Qi, the reason he hadn't suffered such an ignominious fall upon abandoning his God Legion Seal was because he had the Unspoiled Body. It was the bane of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and the mutual push and pull between them helped him keep a tenuous balance. Even when he left the seal behind, the techniques remained within him, and even allowed him to forge his own path of unique divine abilities.

Because of his experience, Yang Qi knew what fate awaited Doom. Therefore, as soon as he arrived in the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart, the immortal-slaying clone appeared behind him and thrust his palm out, sending his energy into Doom. At the same time, the sheepskin scroll appeared and True Devil tribulation began to smash into him, forcing Doom to cultivate the Unspoiled Body. Within moments, the same equilibrium appeared within him, and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth ceased flowing out of him. In fact, he even reached a higher level of enlightenment as a result!

Doom's energy arts began experiencing the mutual complementary aspects of yin and yang, leaving him feeling refreshed and enlivened, just as Yang Qi had when he first cultivated the Unspoiled Body. And with someone to help him cultivate this way, he didn't experience any slipups. Of course, thanks to Yang Qi having the Purrfect God Art and the divine abilities from the thirty-six masks, he had an even better understanding of the enigmatic way to combine energy arts.

"Brother Doom, considering you've decided to abandon the God Legion Seal, I certainly won't let you down. Going forward, your Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth is actually going to improve significantly. This is a special method I devised, combining the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, the Unspoiled Body, the Seventy-Two Monarchs Energy Art, and the Secret-Ensconcing All-World Anything-Everything Fundamental-Law Magic, Purrfect God Art, imperial-heaven pre-beginning powers, and the arts of the thirty-six masks. Together, they form a consummate art that I call the Sage Monarch Grand Magic."

The voice actually belonged to the immortal-slaying clone.

The clone had been in communication with Yang Qi, and knew that he had just benefited by getting another God Legion Seal.

With that, they were doing as Proud Heaven had done in creating his own dao.

Proud Heaven had his Ten Universes. They were: Nature, Void, Cosmos, Nihility, Chaos, Epoch, Civilization, World, Macrocosm, Universe. Ultimately, they were focused on space and time being the crux of the world, leading to incredible enlightenment.

Right now, Yang Qi was gaining enlightenment into the dao of the sage monarch, in other words, his Sage Monarch Grand Magic.

Magical laws were swirling within his heart.

Sage, Monarch, Ruler, Emperor, Sovereign, Lord, Hero, Hegemon, God, Nothing.

Ten daos.

They represented that which was perfect and preeminent: the one origin, two polarities, three powers, four divisions, five phases, six directions, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces, and ten preeminences.

The ten great daos of the many heavens.

In that moment, Yang Qi became like a sage, and at the same time, a monarch, a ruler, and a king. He was an emperor, a sovereign, a lord, a hero, a hegemon, and ambitious and ruthless. With one thought, he could shake all heaven and earth, and dominate everything that existed. He could achieve a dao of gods and become the ultimate ruler.

This was the Sage Monarch Grand Magic.

He was the center, and everything relied on him. What better bane could exist for Proud Heaven's Ten Universes?

Proud Heaven had heaven, earth, yin, yang, time, and space. Yang Qi had sages, emperors, rulers, gods, and the Sovereign Lord. People controlled heaven and earth. Without them, heaven and earth were nothing. Meaningless. Empty.

As soon as the two seals were in his hand, a series of transformations began and Yang Qi burst out laughing. "Many thanks to you, Proud Heaven! Without you, I would never have gained enlightenment of my own dao. But now I understand the dao of humans. The Sage Monarch Grand Magic! The idea actually came from your Ten Universes! Henceforth, I will experience no more confusion, and will be on my way to the godly!"

The Sage Monarch Grand Magic. Ten daos.

In his heart, Yang Qi now understood what humans were fully capable of, whether sages or monarchs, whether that which was grand or that which was domineering. They were all different manifestations of what people were capable of.

Although the Sage Monarch Grand Magic was currently only a basic framework, it was also a foundation. As he gained more knowledge and came to a greater understanding of the workings of heaven, he would eventually piece them together into an invincible and perfect divine ability.

Right now, the Sage Monarch Grand Magic couldn't compare to the exquisite nature of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, nor the ferocity of the Seventy-Two Monarchs Energy Art or the spectacular nature of the Unspoiled Body. However, there was nothing better suited to Yang Qi. Thus, when he used it, he was mighty.

By way of comparison, it was like an infant trying to wield a sledgehammer. Although that sledgehammer might be extremely powerful, in the hands of an infant, it couldn't live up to its superior nature. Yang Qi was like that infant, and the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth and the other apex techniques were like sledgehammers. Meanwhile, the Sage Monarch Grand Magic was like a finely-crafted needle.

As he grew, that finely-crafted needle would become like a pillar that could prop up the heavens.

This was his technique.

"Yang Qi..." Proud Heaven said in a voice that almost didn't sound human. "Well done. Very well done. You're breaking through and coming to understand your own dao. Unfortunately, you have no logical way to assert that your dao is superior to mine."

"Wrong, Proud Heaven. I have two God Legion Seals now, and you have no way to defend yourself. The time has come for you to die!" Yang Qi thrust his hand out to begin combining the seals.

Earlier, he had been worried about what unstoppable transformations might occur when he combined him. But things were different now. He understood his own dao and no longer had to rely on a mishmash of various martial disciplines. He had already combined everything into a single framework.

Never before had he been so clear about what he needed to do going forward.

"Saber of the Hegemon!"

As the seals combined, an enormous figure appeared overhead, a saber in hand that could cleave primal-chaos and cut apart the many heavens. Anyone who saw that figure would know that it could use that saber to dominate everything under heaven and take control of all creation.

Yang Qi's Sage Monarch Grand Magic was based on the nature of humanity, and instantly caused his domineering will to spread out in all directions.

"Spear of Heroes!"

RUMBLE!

As the hegemon slashed out with his saber, a hero appeared opposite him, long spear in hand, pulsing with a heroic aura of bravery and daring.

Most people, in their hearts, wanted to be both hero and hegemon. As it was said, heroic hegemons could dominate everything under heaven.

That was what people sought. The Sage Monarch Grand Magic brought to life the dreams of all people, drawing on the ultimate meaning of both hegemons and heroes.

For now, he couldn't draw on Sage, Monarch, Ruler, Emperor, Sovereign, Lord, God, or Nothing. He only had the most basic framework, and until he reached godly ascension, he wouldn't be able to draw on it fully.

That said, the path to the Ancient Road to the Gods and the legion of gods was now his to walk.

The hegemon had appeared.

The hero was in the world.

The heroic hegemon could dominate everything under heaven.

As the two God Legion Seals combined, heaven and earth shook wildly. The entire area around them crumbled, causing beams of bright light to shine out into the Great Necropolis around them.

Everyone, even those in the immortal worlds, even the Executors of the Ancient Road, could see the light piercing through the primal-chaos.

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