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"Brother!" Qian Renxue called out to the figure, even though she knew it was only a divine consciousness. Her brother had long since left th
"Brother!" Qian Renxue called out to the figure, even though she knew it was only a divine consciousness. Her brother had long since left th
"Brother!" Qian Renxue called out to the figure, even though she knew it was only a divine consciousness. Her brother had long since left the Divine Realm without even saying goodbye.
Hearing her voice, the divine consciousness turned and glanced at Qian Renxue, whose eyes were red with tears, and then at the other members of the Qian Clan. In a calm tone, it said, "My path will not stop for anyone. If you wish to find me, then catch up with me yourself. This divine consciousness can only be used once."
As the words fell, the divine consciousness turned its gaze toward the Six God Kings. Without wasting any time, despite knowing that one of them looked strikingly similar to Tang San, it raised its hand. In the center of the Divine Realm, the Unsealing Key activated. Boundless immortal energy gathered, forming a three-foot-long sword in its hand.
"This is a super divine weapon!"
Gong Changwei exclaimed in shock as he felt the immense power emanating from the sword. Any super divine weapon in the Divine Realm was akin to a stabilizing force. Yet this divine consciousness had casually summoned one—when did such weapons become so worthless? Could this be the true strength of a Star God-level existence?
With a single swing of the sword, the skies of the entire Divine Realm seemed to split apart. All the gods held their breath, their hair standing on end.
"Soundless String Sword!"
"Dimensional Seal!"
"Immortal Emperor—Thousand Jin Staff Technique: Triple Thunder Strike!"
"Nether King Sword—Nether Flash, Heaven and Earth Tremble!"
"Grant me the Sword of Light, O God King!"
"Darkness that binds the soul, only in corruption can there be freedom. Awaken, infinite demonic power sleeping in my blood!"
Each of the Six God Kings unleashed their full-strength ultimate skills. Six apocalyptic-level attacks collided head-on with the pitch-black sword energy.
Yet, no terrifying energy storm erupted. Before everyone's wide eyes, the black sword energy—like a devouring black hole—consumed all six attacks, turning them into fuel for its own power.
"This is bad! That's a Star God-level dark attribute attack. It surpasses our rank. If we want to resist it, we'd need attributes on the same level. Otherwise, no matter how much divine power we release, it'll be absorbed and turned back against us!" Emperor Jing Wuhen shouted. As a master of both darkness and space, he quickly deduced why his divine skill had been devoured.
With a wave of his hand, spatial rifts appeared. He grabbed Gong Changwei and the others and dove inside—fleeing the battlefield.
"Emperor! What about us?!"
The lesser gods who had followed from the Six Divine Realms cried out in panic, but what greeted them was the same devastating black sword energy.
The black sword energy pierced through hundreds of gods from the Six Divine Realms and shattered the barrier of the Douluo Divine Realm. Wherever it passed, the gods evaporated into nothingness—leaving not even a divine core behind.
After delivering this one strike, Qian Renhan's divine consciousness dispersed into the heavens. The three-foot-long sword dissolved into colorful energy and returned to the center of the Divine Realm.
Although the six God Kings survived, their armies had been annihilated. They no longer had the power to invade the Douluo Divine Realm again. After all, even a God King could only fight at most seven primary-level gods alone.
In the Battle Through the Heavens world, on Ancient Dragon Island, it had been a year and a half since Qian Renhan's battle with Zhukun, Soul Heaven Emperor, and Gu Yuan.
At the mouth of a volcano, within a large cyan cauldron filled with thick blood, Qian Renhan still lay in deep slumber. Compared to a year and a half ago, his once straw-like, brittle hair had regained its luster and now bore a faint blood-red hue.
His blood-drained, emaciated body had also recovered to a full and healthy state. A golden light pulsed from his chest, rising and falling with each breath. Every exhale carried a potent medicinal aroma—strong enough that even a Dou Venerate could break through a star rank just by inhaling it.
This was due to the Grade Nine Golden Pill given by Zhukun, continuously refined by Qian Renhan's body.
Over the past year and a half, the Thunder Tribe and Flame Tribe had formed an alliance. Yao Lao took Xiao Yan back to the Medicine Tribe, where Yao Chen, a Nine-Turn Dou Venerate possessing an alien flame, quickly became the tribe's strongest expert. He successfully engraved the names of Xiao Yan's parents on the Medicine Tribe's ancestral stele. Xiao Yan also inherited several top-tier beast flames from the tribe, allowing his Flame Mantra to evolve to Heaven Rank. With the immense resources available, even Yao Chen advanced to the Half-Saint Realm.
Upon learning that only Saint-level experts from the Medicine Tribe had died, the Hall of Souls wasted no time launching an attack, intent on exterminating Xiao Yan and the tribe.
In a moment of crisis, the Old Shennong from the Shennong Mountain Range intervened, saving Xiao Yan, Yao Chen, and a portion of the Medicine Tribe. However, millions of tribal descendants were still wiped out by the Hall of Souls.
This bloody massacre shook the entire Central Plains once more. The righteous facade of the Demon-Slaying Alliance collapsed. Pill Tower, Flower Sect, and Blazing Flame Valley withdrew one after another, and the alliance fell apart without a fight. Only Starfall Pavilion remained unscathed.
Inside the Dragon Palace, after fully absorbing the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, Zi Yan stood cold and distant. Her cultivation had reached Five-Star Dou Sage, and the many Ancient Void Dragon clansmen below her trembled in fear.
"Your Majesty, Dragon Empress, we've scoured all the ancient magical beast bloodlines in the Beast Domain—including those from our Ancient Void Dragon Clan. There's truly no more left," a clan elder cried miserably.
The past year and a half had been worse than internal war. The elder had been sent out repeatedly to hunt for ancient magical beast bloodlines. Every time they found something, it was tossed into the cauldron. If they returned empty-handed, they were either suppressed by the royal bloodline's aura or slapped away by Zi Yan, whose temperament had become increasingly volatile.
"If there's none in the Beast Domain, go to the Central Plains! If not there, then search the entire continent! Do you all not know how to use your heads?" Zi Yan snapped coldly, crushing yet another armrest in her fury.
Only the Third Elder, the one who had helped purify Zi Yan's bloodline when she was still a Dou Huang, dared step forward. He said respectfully, "Your Majesty, through investigation, we've confirmed that our benefactor's Dou Qi, soul, and body have all fully recovered. He'll awaken given a bit more time."
Seeing it was the Third Elder, Zi Yan's expression softened. "Third Elder, do you think I don't know that already? But if Qian Renhan doesn't wake up soon and Soul Heaven Emperor or Gu Yuan return, what then? My father is trapped and can only send his projection. He can't fight the two of them alone. This is about the survival of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan—how can I not be anxious?"
The Ancient Void Dragon elders exchanged uneasy glances. The Grand Elder spoke, "Your Majesty, the once-in-ten-thousand-years Bodhi Ancient Tree is about to emerge, maybe—"
Before he could finish, a deafening roar echoed from the volcano. First the mountain, then the entire East Dragon Mountain, began to tremble. A surge of black Dou Qi blotted out the sky, and all elemental energy in the area was drawn toward the volcano's mouth.
Zi Yan's beautiful eyes lit up. She immediately tore open space and rushed to a spot tens of thousands of meters from the volcano. She dared not get closer—the oppressive pressure radiating from that place was so terrifying that even she could take no further steps forward.
What she felt from Qian Renhan's body… was a divine pressure no less than that of her father's projection.
(End of Chapter)