"After the Sensing Sect's Moon Empress..." The Divine Shepherd's eyes narrowed. The Moon Empress is extremely powerful, on par with Jin Yuyan, and coupled with being the Spirit General directly under the Moon God, once the God descends, things could get quite troublesome.
"Then try if you will, and see if you can kill me." The Divine Shepherd gently leaped backward, shattering into countless blue light particles in the blink of an eye, disappearing from sight.
Only the Sacred Dance leaped off Tadorra's head, grinning viciously at the crowd, and suddenly lunged forward.
Swish!!
Her figure suddenly vanished midway.
At the same time, figures of the Sacred Dance appeared behind each Grandmaster Spirit General present.
The Moon Empress immediately turned and struck with her palm.
Boom!!
The Sacred Dance behind her was instantly struck, her chest collapsing, flying away like a bullet.
But quickly, the body of the Sacred Dance she knocked away faded rapidly, transforming into the appearance of the Sensing Sect Grandmaster she brought along.
The Grandmaster's face was filled with disbelief, clearly not expecting to be hit in a vital spot by his own Vice Sect Leader's strike.
He was totally unprepared for the attack in front.
"What is going on!?" The Moon Empress felt a chill as the figure of the Sacred Dance suddenly appeared again from the corner of her eye.
Instinctively, she struck out with her palm again. But this time, fearing she might harm her own people again, she forcibly halted her hand.
However, as she stopped, the Sacred Dance suddenly charged forward, striking her left shoulder with great force.
Bang!
With a thunderous boom, the Moon Empress was blasted back like a cannonball, crashing into two Tadorra, carving a path of blood and flesh in the crowd.
With just one hit, half of her Spiritual Line was corroded, leaving her with considerable injuries.
Not only her, but others like Daoist Qingyi and Cosimo were also trapped in such a predicament.
They saw their surrounding companions as enemies, attacking each other wildly.
Only Shangguan Feihua, due to his martial arts that were somewhat similar to these illusionary tactics, noticed something amiss and quickly withdrew.
Soon, the first terrifying godly presence, oppressive like dark clouds, descended with a roar.
Someone had performed a Great Descent of the Divine!
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In midair.
More and more blood mist surrounded Zhang Rongfang, from afar it looked like a blood cloud moving swiftly.
He kept judging his position through the feedback from the Bloodline Daoist.
Suddenly, he paused.
Over at the Wish Girl Gorge, the Black Armored Spirit General with blue eyes who just rushed in had gone completely silent.
He closed his eyes, transferring his consciousness.
The surroundings instantly lit up, switching to the view from a wooden puppet placed atop the Human Immortal Temple.
The puppet raised its head and gazed far into the distance.
At the entrance of the gorge, countless rolling blood waters surged, where a giant pale-skinned woman with long black hair, covered in countless Blue Butterflies, swung her arm, clutching a blue-eyed Black Armored figure in her hand.
"Wish... tell me... your...."
The giant Wish Girl held the upper body of the blue-eyed Black Armored figure, blue light flashing in her hand, as if the figure struggled.
"I am from the Spirit Flying Church....!!" The crazed voice from one figure didn't even finish before it exploded with a roar.
A giant blue light swept across half of the Wish Girl's body, causing a large portion to decay and disappear.
But soon, the blood waters in the Wish Girl Gorge boiled and surged, merging back into the Wish Girl, healing all injuries.
"Next one.... your wish..." The Wish Girl turned her gaze to the second blue-eyed Black Armored figure.
Unfortunately, it was directly grasped by her large hand, unable to utter a sound.
Boom!!
Another blue light exploded.
The Wish Girl was injured yet recovered once more.
"Wish.... wish...." The Wish Girl muttered lowly, continuing to move towards the exit of the gorge.
Zhang Rongfang looked again towards the other side.
White Scales had already revealed its true form, its enormous body crouching at the entrance, dumbly watching the Wish Girl leave, seemingly scared stiff.
"I.... I was just saying...." White Scales turned back to look in Zhang Rongfang's direction.
"She almost crushed me to death first!!"
"And asked me what my wish was? But my mouth was blocked, how could I say anything? She was isolating all communication. She wanted me dead!!"
Clearly, while Zhang Rongfang was absent, some incident occurred between the two gods.
And White Scales, this kind of Flesh God, was utterly broken by the Innate God like the Wish Girl.
Zhang Rongfang was speechless.
"Will there be any problems if she goes out?" he asked worriedly.
"With her current bizarre abilities, you should worry more about the other gods." White Scales replied helplessly.
Disconnecting the contact, Zhang Rongfang refocused his gaze toward the Great Capital. There... through the clouds, he could faintly see many buildings.
'This world is too noisy....'
'Perhaps, I should try to make all these unnecessary things exit the stage.'
This incident made him realize that as long as gods and Buddhas existed in this world, they would surely bring him endless trouble.
Zhang Rongfang's eyes gradually lit up with a blood flame.
'Let me bring purification to this world!'
He gazed down at the land below from high above, suddenly longing for his past life where there were no gods and Buddhas.
'Indeed.... gods and Buddhas are the root of all evil.... the deepest evil of this world....'
He gradually comprehended this truth in his heart.
'Therefore..... with great power comes great responsibility!'
'Since I possess such immense power, I must make this world operate according to my will!'
'This.... is my responsibility! This is my destiny!'
He spread his arms wide.
"Summon of the Blood!!"
Innumerable blood mist was continuously transformed by him, gathering even faster, following behind him, forming a blood cloud that grew larger and larger.
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On the battlefield.
"Celestial Bright Record, Divine Return!" The Divine Shepherd's expression remained unchanged, biting his fingertip sharply and flicking forward.
Instantly, a drop of deep blue blood shot out.
As the blood splattered, the aura of the Great Descent of the Divine swiftly diminished and dissipated.
The divine intent of the Descent of the God was forcibly sent back.
"According to the Bright God Record, no Bright God is permitted to descend upon this land at this time! You're wasting your effort." The Divine Shepherd laughed.
Spirit Flying Heaven is the strongest god; descending in front of them? Ridiculous!
Did they really think the Bright God Record was just about registering names? After enjoying so many benefits from followers, there's no price to pay?
Too naive.
In a flash, Sacred Dance appeared before Daoist Qingyi, striking out a palm.
The opponent seemed to sense something and countered with a block.
But strangely, the direction of the block perfectly overlapped with Sacred Dance's palm, rendering it completely ineffective.
Thunk!
Daoist Qingyi's chest was hit hard, turning pale at once.
His previous injuries hadn't healed, and his strength was already heavily reduced, making this hit even more damaging.
Great Descent of the Divine!!
He roared in his heart.
Instantly, streams of golden light burst and scattered from his body.
It was the divine light of the Venerable Lord of Tao and Virtue from The Three Pristine Ones.
But quickly, a layer of blue light film covered the outside of the divine light.
The light film forcefully suppressed the golden divine light.
The Great Descent of the Divine was immediately extinguished before it could fully manifest.
Not only Qingyi, but Cosimo and the others faced the same situation, unable to perform a Great Descent of the Divine.
As the Spirit Generals of the grand sect, being blocked from using their ultimate strike severely reduced their power by at least half.
"Balance all things, the yin flourishes and the yang hides!"
Suddenly, soft white light radiated in rippling circles from where the Moon God was located.
The Moon God's eyes glowed with white light, a giant silver-white moon wheel floating behind her.
Her skin was covered with dense silver patterns, her black hair turned silver-white, and danced outward with the air waves.
An overwhelming divine power, vast like the night sky, swept through everyone within a kilometer radius.
Masses of the Spirit Guard Army fell asleep as if felled like wheat.
Around the Moon Center, all Spirit Guard Army, Tadorra, Deerhorn, Canglang, even the Snow Rainbow Pavilion troop Fierce Generals, all opponents fell and slept.
"Moon God descends?" The Divine Shepherd frowned slightly.
The Moon God was a neutral deity not listed in the Bright God Record, a source of his previous annoyance upon seeing her.
For the Moon God was the sole unregulated deity at the deity chief level.
"But unfortunately... the Moon God is strong, but you... are too weak."
He flashed, disappearing into a blue light point.
At the same time, a master from the Sensing Sect behind the Moon God suddenly changed appearance, becoming the face of the Divine Shepherd, launching a heavy palm strike at the Moon God's back.
Clang!
This move was blocked.
But the Moon God's whole body stiffened.
She stopped the Divine Shepherd behind her, but not Sacred Dance's front attack!
Sacred Dance transformed into her ultimate true form with three heads and six arms, each hand grasping blue electrical light, smashing onto the Moon God's chest.
Boom!!
Instantly, the Moon God's entire body exploded with blue light, torn apart, turning into countless silver and red spiritual lines scattering out.
Most of the spiritual lines were swallowed by the blue light, while the remainder fled under the protection of residual divine power.
Seeing the situation turn bad, the Sensing Sect members scattered in a flash, turning to flee.
The Divine Shepherd's body reformed, returning to his original position, laughing heartily at the sight.
"These mortals are too weak this time! Compared to last time, it's far less entertaining!
Can't you guys make this more amusing? Put up a stronger fight?"
He glanced at Sacred Dance.
"You could actually die at the hands of such trash, or maybe I should consider removing you from the three of us."
"You haven't met the truly strongest ones!" Sacred Dance retorted with a sour face.
"Weak is weak, everything else is just an excuse." The Divine Shepherd chuckled.
The Grandmasters among the sects that had activated their ultimate forms looked bitter and repressed inside.
But there was nothing to argue.
In reality, without the Great Descent of the Divine, they were inferior to the top Extreme Realm Grandmasters of the Time Reversal Society.
"Too dull." The Divine Shepherd shook his head in disappointment, "The resistors this time couldn't even entertain me, much less the Holy Tour Lord."
He watched Sacred Dance, who with one palm knocked Cosimo to the ground.
"Let's end this farce prematurely."
He reached out a hand, aiming at Shangguan Feihua trying to escape from the illusion.
"Don't kill them all, let them fight amongst themselves, so there won't be useless puppets next time.
Finish up, the third phase is almost done. We should return to the Void."
Sacred Dance kicked Cosimo on the ground, making him roll away.
"Understood!" she gritted her teeth, "No, wait!" Suddenly, her expression changed.
"Though these people are weak, their hearts and wills are exemplary; anyone who achieves the status of Grandmaster is no fool.
Why would they still come here knowing they can't beat us? Even till now, they haven't retreated?"
Who would fight a surely lost battle?
The Divine Shepherd and Sacred Dance simultaneously thought of the key point.
"They are here to stall for time!!" Instantly, both faces turned cold, realizing the third phase was starting at the Holy Spirit Palace! And Yue Dewen had vanished.
"Forget them, let's go!!"