The sky remains the same, the earth remains the same, but the Tianhuang of today is no longer the Tianhuang of the past.
With the appearance of the God of War Leo in the City of the Gods, the Heavenly Sin Army and the Celestial Clan's collaboration have finally begun, and the battle to challenge divine authority that has swept across heaven and earth has finally begun. The Celestial Clan's sacrifice of the Ancient Sacred Heavenly Sword from beyond the void, wounding the God of War Leo, serves as a magnificent opening to the divine war.
Above the vast Nine Heavens, the once empty space now occasionally sees one or more divine cities appear, with a large number of divine soldiers roaming around, constantly on guard. The appearance of the Ancient Sacred Heavenly Sword proves that these challengers, though mortal, possess the power to slay gods. The gods of Tianhuang, who had originally intended to wait and see, now know that any further silence will not lead to good results.
In a corner of the vast sky, the divine city of the God of War, Leo, quietly floated, surrounded by densely packed silver-armored swordsmen. These silver-armored warriors were all divine weapons rooted in the divine city. As long as the divine city existed, they remained viable.
Inside the divine city, Leo sat high atop a golden throne, his eyes piercing the vast void, gazing out at the unknown world beyond.
The clash with the Ancient Sage's Heavenly Sword had severely diminished his strength. While his divine body remained intact, the Sword of the God of War was destroyed. Without it, he would lose a crucial support in future divine wars.
He had considered leaving the Great World of Tianhuang. While his divine power would vanish completely without the support of Tianhuang's origin, his original Martial God-level strength remained. Even a Martial God-level warrior could stand at the pinnacle of power in any world.
But the thought flashed by and then vanished. He couldn't leave. The God of War, Leo, had fought in the name of war. If even he fled, who in the world of Tianhuang would be left worthy of fighting?
At his level, his understanding of the universe had reached a profound level, unaffected by external influences. However, Tianhuang was like his mother body, and even facing its destruction, he couldn't ignore it.
After a long pause, Leo waved his hand and summoned a divine servant: "Bring me the Celestial Divine Stone."
The divine servant responded, and soon, a boulder as large as a mountain was delivered to Leo.
This was a Celestial Divine Stone, possessing a powerful energy unmatched by any other mortal. It originated from no other world, but rather emanated from the universe itself, constantly absorbing the energy of the void to grow stronger. Therefore, the divine weapon forged from this Celestial Divine Stone was indestructible.
"Seal the kingdom for ten days. I will forge my sword."
Looking at the massive divine stone from outer space, Leo gave a command. The divine servant quietly withdrew, and the gates of the divine city's main hall closed.
At the same time, countless divine swordsmen flew out of the divine city and surrounded it.
For ten days, no god, no matter who they were, could enter within a thousand miles of the divine city. Anyone who did would be subjected to an endless siege by the divine soldiers. This siege would never end, until one day Leo's divine city completely collapsed, no longer able to provide energy for the divine weapons.
The God of War, Leo, sealed the kingdom for ten days to reforge the divine weapons.
Silently, while every corner of the vast world of Tianhuang remained as peaceful as ever, the gods who controlled the heavens and earth were already stirring. Anyone who had paid attention to the sky over the past few days would have seen strange clouds appear and disappear, and occasionally, an illusory city streaked across the sky before disappearing into the horizon. Even more remarkable was the sight of thousands of soldiers marching in formation across the sky.
But whatever the gods' thoughts were, Ming Qi, nestled among the nameless peaks, was completely oblivious to them. He was currently undergoing an unprecedented transformation, a transformation from a cocoon to a butterfly, soaring into the sky.
Time passed, day by day, the sun rising and setting without much of a difference. However, at dusk, the sunset glowed a crimson red, as if stained with the blood of countless people.
The strange phenomena of heaven and earth caused those who witnessed them to have no time to panic before the entire world began to change.
The rolling mountains and the surging sea, like frightened prey, began to stir restlessly. Towering peaks began to crumble without warning. The boundless waters began to surge, swirling into waves that obscured the heavens. The mountain lakes ebbed and flowed, and countless beasts began to run wildly in panic.
Unprecedented winds began to ravage the land, like swords, wiping away everything in their path, even lifting the ground apart!
One evening, the entire world seemed as if doomsday had arrived!
Thunder roared relentlessly in the sky, a sky not normally a thunderstorm. The wilderness began to crack without warning, and powerful, domineering auras erupted from the cracks in the ground, raging across the heavens and earth.
This day was the last day of Tian Ding, the commander of the Tianzui Camp. From this day on, Tianhuang would be destroyed, and the war of the gods would begin!
At the foot of Moonless Peak, Tianyi, the seven main generals, and the leader of the Heavenly Witch Cult quietly gazed at the large magic circle in the center. At this moment, they did nothing else but wait, waiting for the future already written.
With a rumble, beneath the pitch-black night, a massive bolt of lightning split the Moonless Peak squarely, instantly shearing off half of the massive mountain. Thunder roared incessantly, and vast swaths of rock tumbled down.
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In the City of the Gods, Tailong and Nie Meng once again climbed the city wall and gazed upward.
The hazy sky was so hazy that not even the twinkling stars could be seen, as if they had deliberately dimmed their brilliance.
Tailong didn't gaze at the sky for long, his gaze finally settling on the distant Nameless Peak.
"That light seems to have grown stronger," Tailong muttered to himself, but Nie Meng, standing beside him, knew full well that the strange phenomenon signified destruction. He was searching for a reason to live.
"Yes, I see. It's time to take up arms and fight a final battle!"
Nie Meng stared at the black aura as thick as a mountain, his voice firm.
"Yes, after this battle, I really should rest up."
Tyrone muttered to himself as he descended the wall, speaking to the priests standing silently below. Nie Meng looked up at the sky, staring for a long time, even he himself wasn't sure what he wanted to see.
Towards midnight, a heavy rain began to fall. The raindrops formed beads and fell from the sky, dense and dense, like a curtain of water. Everywhere was the sound of the ground cracking, mountains collapsing, and all kinds of things being destroyed in various ways.
A huge bird soared across the night sky, its flight aimlessly, its destination unknown. Perhaps, before long, it would be hammered down by the torrential rain, unable to fly again.
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In the darkness, wild beasts ran, roared, and wailed, while humans screamed and cried. Boundless fear, like a poison invading the body, began to spread through every pore...
At the end of the ten days, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. At the end of the ten days, the end of the world arrived...