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Lan Minghua slowly lowered his hands, as if he had just accomplished something utterly trivial.
Retracting his palm, he began to pick his nose and said, "Those two harebrained gods are really getting on my nerves. They've completely ruined my mood."
He then let out a yawn and looked down at Qian Daoliu, Tang San, and the others.
"Now, what should I do with all of you?" Lan Minghua murmured, stroking his stubble. He quickly came to a conclusion. "Well then, I'll just kill you all."
His words were like the swing of the Grim Reaper's scythe, pronouncing a death sentence upon Qian Daoliu and the rest.
"Is this… the end?!" Qian Daoliu let out a bitter laugh.
At this moment, he could no longer muster any thought of resistance. Even the phantoms of the Angel God and the Sea God were no match for Lan Minghua in a single exchange. How could a mere mortal like him ever hope to contend with such a powerhouse?
Tang San's heart was like dead ash. Everything he had relied upon had vanished. Tang Hao, Xiao Wu, and even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan he had hoped to use for his own rise—all of them had been destroyed, one by one, right before his very eyes.
Lan Minghua looked down at Tang San, this so-called Child of Fortune, a flicker of disappointment in his eyes.
"I had thought you could serve as a decent whetstone for Oscar and the others, but I never expected you to be so arrogant. A mere Spirit Grandmaster, yet you dared to scheme against me."
This was a classic case of biting off more than one could chew. If he had just focused on his cultivation, with his status as a Child of Fortune, he could have easily become one of the strongest individuals on the continent. To seek revenge then would have undoubtedly been the best choice. However, in the end, he had been far too focused on short-term gains.
Lan Minghua yawned again and lazily commanded, "Go on, slaughter them."
Yunshan and the others received the order and instantly moved to act.
Suddenly, Lan Minghua's eyes snapped open, and he slapped a palm toward the sky.
"BOOM!"
In an instant, a colossal golden palm shot toward the heavens, colliding with a Sun Holy Sword radiating with scorching light and a Golden Trident exuding an overwhelming, sea-crushing pressure.
A short while ago in the Divine Realm, the Angel God and the Sea God, feeling they had lost all face, were utterly incensed. They flagrantly violated the rules of the Divine Realm, personally striking at the mortal world.
The Angel God and the Sea God were both First-Class Gods, their power second only to that of the five great God-Kings. An unrestrained attack from a First-Class God would naturally be a world-shattering event.
"Damned mortal! I do not know how you became so powerful, but my sword is not without its edge!" the Angel God roared from within his holy temple. As a relatively new god, he had never suffered such a humiliation. Even if it meant breaking the rules of the Divine Realm, he had to strike down and kill Lan Minghua.
The Sea God shared this sentiment. As an ancient deity, the ruler of the Divine Realm's oceans, he possessed the power to contend even with a God-King, and although his chances of victory were slim, he could at least put up a fight. He had never imagined that his descent to the mortal realm would result in such a complete loss of face.
"Damned mortal, are you prepared to suffer the wrath of a god!?"
The Sea God and the Angel God attacked at almost the exact same moment, and their actions were immediately sensed by the other gods of the Divine Realm. Among them was the God of Judgment, who naturally could not sit by and watch.
However, just as he was about to intervene, a message from the Sea God sounded in his ear.
"Asura, I know you have your eyes on my chosen successor. I am acting now on his behalf. If you lend me your aid, I will allow him to become your successor as well!"
The Asura God paused for a moment, then a grin spread across his face. He had, of course, also tested the Sea God's chosen successor and had found that the young man was also qualified to become his own heir.
"Interesting. I wonder what could have happened in the mortal realm to make that old fox, the Sea God, so desperate as to openly violate the rules of the Divine Realm."
Thinking of this, the Asura God sneered, "Allow him to become my successor? Don't be ridiculous. I have always taken what I want. Do I need your permission?"
With that, he vanished from the Asura God's Temple and reappeared high in the skies of the Divine Realm.
"Sea God, Angel God, you have openly violated the rules of the Divine Realm. Do you know your crime?" the Asura God's voice rolled in like thunder, shaking the very mountains and rivers of the divine realm. His gaze was like a knife, piercing directly into the temples of the Angel God and the Sea God, as if it could see right through them.
The Sea God's heart sank, but a flicker of wariness appeared in his eyes. What is wrong with this Asura fellow? Could it be that he no longer finds my successor worthy?
Indeed, Tang San's performance had been deeply disappointing. As a mere Spirit Grandmaster, he was certainly no genius compared to Lan Minghua's disciples. As an old fox of the Divine Realm, he was well aware of the consequences of defying its rules. The Angel God was merely a newly ascended First-Class God; faced with a God-King like the Asura God, he wouldn't dare to harbor any thought of resistance.
"Hmph, since you are both guilty and have violated the rules of the Divine Realm, then you shall accept your punishment!" the Asura God sneered. He raised his Asura Sword high, and a blood-red light converged on its edge, forming a sword qi powerful enough to tear the heavens asunder.
"The Asura Sword!" the Sea God gritted his teeth, his eyes wide with fury. Is this Asura fellow using his public office to settle a private grudge?!
Facing the Asura Sword, the Sea God did not dare to be careless. He summoned his Golden Trident and stood ready. The Angel God, however, had no such thoughts. He did not dare to resist and simply waited for judgment.
The Asura God had anticipated their reactions. The raised Asura Sword suddenly swung down. This single strike seemed to contain all the killing intent and destruction in the universe. Wherever the sword qi passed, space shattered and time stood still. The sky of the Divine Realm was split in two as the sword qi, like a colossal blood-red dragon, shot towards the Sea God and the Angel God.
The faces of the two gods changed dramatically, but their subsequent reactions were different. The Sea God resisted, his Golden Trident stirring up a monstrous wave to protect himself. The Angel God, however, did not dare to block and braced himself to receive the blow head-on.
The sword qi swept past. The Sea God was knocked back but remained unharmed. The Angel God, however, was struck squarely in the chest, and his flesh was instantly torn open. The next moment, his figure was sent flying backward, crashing into the steps of the Angel God's Temple as he spat out golden, divine blood.
Even so, the Angel God did not dare to express any dissatisfaction. Instead, he directed all his blame toward Lan Minghua. If it weren't for that man, how could I have acted so impulsively, let alone be judged by the Asura God! Your power must be temporary. I will use the hand of my successor to repay today's humiliation in full.
Although the Angel God no longer dared to personally interfere in the mortal realm, he could still act through the body of his successor. As for why he believed Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue could survive against Lan Minghua, the reason was quite simple. The true target of the Asura God's sword strike just now was not him and the Sea God, but Lan Minghua in the mortal realm.
At this moment on the continent, everyone was still stunned by the golden handprint, the Sun Holy Sword, and the Golden Trident in the sky.
Lan Minghua's brow suddenly furrowed, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
"Here it comes!"
Before his voice had even faded, the sky abruptly turned blood-red. Countless living beings looked up and saw a massive, blood-red sword qi descend from above the Sun Holy Sword and the Golden Trident. The blood-red sword qi, spanning the heavens, seemed as if it would cleave the entire sky in two. It combined with the Sun Holy Sword and the Golden Trident, breaking through Lan Minghua's golden palm print and slashing straight down.
An attack from one God-King and two First-Class Gods—even Lan Minghua, using his "Lan Minghua Peak Experience Card," had to face it with the utmost seriousness.
In order not to involve Oscar and the others, Lan Minghua shot up into the sky. In an instant, sword qi surged around his body as he faced the divine skills of the three deities alone.
The crowd could only see him form a sword finger with his hand, his lips moving as he chanted.
"Sword Nine: A Weary Horse, Yellow Wine, and Six Thousand Li!"
(End of this chapter)