Above Divine Sense, Unsolvable

The God of Light, his Primordial Spirit Fire gradually died out, and he truly perished.

"A young man in the mortal world... successfully killed a god!" Someone's voice trembled. Everything seemed so unreal. The God of Light had fallen just like that?

The six colossal palaces fell into a brief silence.

In outer space, everyone felt as if they were in a dream. The God of Light was killed, and the most incredible thing happened in this era.

In the eyes of the gods, those Supernatural Practitioner have not entered the Great Barrier are still considered ordinary people and are unlikely to pose a threat to them. But now someone has slaughtered a god!

On the ruins of the Ascension Palace, the God of Light died, but his body did not stiffen. Instead, it began to struggle more violently, as the battle within his body intensified.

Puff!

The God of Light's right arm exploded, the bones were shattered, and he couldn't save it in the fight against a group of madmen.

"These lunatics went to fight inside the body of the God of Light!" Someone who had cultivated Divine Eye saw part of the hazy situation and his expression turned unnatural.

It was a truly savage clash. Those spiritual entities inside the God of Light were engaged in close combat one moment and unleashing secret techniques from a distance the next. They were nothing short of a bunch of thugs, their eyes bloodshot with rage.

Puff!

Half of the God of Light's head was shattered!

"It's a zombie coming back to life! No, it's a zombie exploding!"

Everyone was speechless. Had these lunatics started fighting amongst themselves?

"It is truly tragic that a great god, the embodiment of light, Twelve-winged Deity who walked among mortals, had his body desecrated and turned into a battlefield after his death!"

The followers of the God of Light shed tears, especially those who escaped from the Ascension Palace. They were filled with fear, indignation, and a sense of lingering dread. If they hadn't left beforehand, they probably would all be dead.

The God of Light's sternum visibly collapsed, and a dazzling light burst forth. Then, his enormous heart shattered into many pieces, with a piece flying out from his chest, bloody and gruesome.

The God's Heart still possesses divinity, emitting a silvery-white light, and it still beats slightly on the ground.

Now, the five-meter-tall humanoid body of the God of Light is clearly not enough to cause any more trouble. It's exploding everywhere, from bones to flesh, and is practically being torn into mincemeat and bone fragments.

"Stop! When will this chaotic fighting end? I think we should split into factions!" Wang Xuan said. The main reason was that he noticed this group of people were "taking care" of him from time to time, all wanting to get rid of him, the nominal master, first.

He added, "Fang Yuzhu, Zhang Daoling, Yanyan, Ming Xue, needless to say, we're all in the same camp, we're all old acquaintances. The people behind the Demon Ancestor, Qi Teng, the Demon Ancestor, Zheng Yuantian, you're all in the same camp. Let's take care of the opposing camp first."

The troublemaker Old Zhang was the first to stand up and said, "I think we should clear the area first and take care of you, the third-party faction!"

"That's right. He's just a supporting character, an avatar, yet he's acting all high and mighty. We'll take him down first!" The Demon Ancestor nodded in agreement.

"Ah, that's only right!" The Demon Lord smiled sweetly, her beauty captivating and alluring.

Even Fang Yuzhu nodded seriously, saying, "That makes sense!" Dressed in flawless white, she looked otherworldly, and her serious response clearly showed her attitude.

"Seconded!" The group nodded in agreement. It was decided that they would kill Wang Xuan first, and then they would "sit down and divide the spoils."

Wang Xuan instantly entered his strongest battle stance. He felt that he had trapped himself. He had originally wanted to draw a line in the sand to prevent these people from running around or even escaping.

He never expected that he would end up getting himself into trouble. This group of people were all eager to fight, their eyes shining, and none of them were easy to deal with.

Clearly, because these people are also themselves, they are well aware of each other's mindset, so they all feel that dealing with him first is the most reasonable thing to do.

Wang Xuan said coldly, "Since you don't follow the Rules, I don't need to be bound by them. I'll just kill you all and stop refining you!"

As he spoke, he shook the God Slaying Banner in his left hand. Instantly, Golden Grid spread out, and a furnace lid fell from the flag and landed in his right hand.

"You pervert, you're cheating, aren't you?!"

"What kind of competition is this? What's the point? We should have a real contest to determine the strongest one. That's what it means to be responsible to ourselves!"

Wang Xuan's face darkened as he said, "You're all going to gang up on me, what's the point of talking about fairness!"

"Are you sure you want to divide into two camps for a fair showdown?!" Those people finally became serious. They were all the same person, and their mentality was basically the same, with only slight individual differences.

"I'm sure!" Wang Xuan nodded seriously. If used the God Slaying Banner and the Furnace Lid to kill all these spiritual clones, what would he use to merge with them and strengthen his primordial spirit?

Those are all his own. Losing any one of his spiritual bodies means that his own primordial spirit is weakening and his spirit is incomplete. He may never be able to reach the twelfth stage!

"Alright, let's divide into two camps and take out a bunch of them first!"

Ultimately, the battle within the God of Light intensified. This was only because they were both severely injured and wounded; otherwise, their five-meter-tall bodies would have been reduced to mud.

The last vestiges of vitality in this body were extinguished, its internal organs exploded, its bones shattered, and its silvery-white wings broke. But at that moment, the body of the God of Light suddenly swelled up.

He revealed his true form, becoming a gigantic silver raptor, over a thousand meters long, covered in blood, riddled with holes, and even his head was mangled.

This is the physical body corresponding to Light Peng. Obviously, due to the limitations of the present world, his resurrected physical body is far less enormous than it was back then.

It is difficult for outsiders to see clearly; only a few powerful Supernatural Practitioner can perceive the battle between the spiritual entities within the flesh and blood, which is extremely bloody and cruel.

Later on, even some extraordinary individuals became terrified.

Killing one's own spiritual clone and immediately seizing and refining its power is by no means a peaceful or tranquil event.

Wang Xuan threw himself into the battlefield, setting his sights on the mysterious man reborn from Zheng Yuantian's ashes. He fought him to the death, displaying his fierce fighting spirit in a brutal and bloody battle.

Because he saw this person's abilities, which were terrifying. He could easily imprint his mark on his opponent's flesh and soul. If he were to keep him until the end, something bad might happen.

In fact, everyone is on guard against this person!

Therefore, Wang Xuan was able to kill him with all his might without being interfered with by others, and the resistance was not as great as he had imagined.

"I'm going to die like this? Ha, you are me, and I am you. This kind of battle is fine. But if I encounter this person in the real world in the future, I'll have to be extra careful!" The silver figure dissipated, turning into a ball of light that entered Wang Xuan's body and was absorbed by him.

He absorbed a portion of the primordial spirit's power, instantly strengthening himself. However, he didn't have time to integrate the scriptures the other party had studied so thoroughly and the recent memories, as that would consume too much of his energy, and he didn't have that time.

At this moment, the tattered corpse of the god and the enormous Light Peng were unrecognizable, their thousand-meter-long bodies a bloody mess, their blood staining the ruins of the giant palace.

Fang Yuzhu, Zhang Daoling, and the others are still alive and have their eyes on Wang Xuan. They have killed their opponents and grown stronger, but now they no longer care about the Rules and want to hunt him down!

"Everyone, are you going to breach the contract? Is this an unfair fight?" Wang Xuan asked.

Zhang Daoling retorted, "Tch, you are me, and I am you. Who doesn't know who? Who are you trying to fool? I'm just asking you, do you really dare to smash us with the furnace lid? If you do, you'll never reach the twelfth level in this lifetime!"

"Old Zhang, you're a scoundrel! You're being unreasonable!" Wang Xuan said, looking at him.

"You're insulting yourself. Aren't we the same person? Besides, it's only thuggish behavior of you to be carrying around the God Slaying Banner and the lid. Who are you trying to intimidate? We're here to hunt you down. If you're not happy, go ahead and chop us down with the flag!"

When faced with a troublemaker like Old Zhang, or rather, another side of himself, he was speechless and couldn't handle him. He really wanted to beat Old Zhang up!

"Come on, young man, let me teach you how to fuse various primordial spirits!" Demon Lord Yanyan walked over with captivating charm.

"Stop! Remember, you are me. Don't be so seductive!" Wang Xuan couldn't stand "her"—it wasn't like the real demon lord had descended.

"You still know that I am you? Then how dare you make me brew tea for you and serve you like a maid in the Land of Nothingness!" the Demon Lord said. With a loud bang, the Oil-paper Umbrella crashed down, unleashing a thunderous roar that caused the silver-white ferocious birds outside to explode!

Fang Yuzhu didn't say a word, her Dao Slaying Sword, was everywhere, covering Wang Xuan.

The troublesome Old Zhang said, "Hey, that's right. As the fake master, you've been living a carefree life for a while now. It's time to step down. Theoretically, you should support me to take over. After all, once you're gone, I'll be the only male left. Look, Mingxue has also passed away. Support me!"

Mingxue clutched his neck, having been struck between the eyebrows by the Dao Slaying Sword, then by lightning, and now had his neck snapped by Old Zhang. He lay there, looking unwilling, slowly collapsing.

"You kill people from your own camp... You have no sense of Rules." Mingxue was furious and about to breathe his last.

Boom!

Another great battle broke out. Wang Xuan fought against three top experts and was in a very miserable state. However, he really didn't want to use the God Slaying Banner, fearing that the other party would get angry and fight him to the death!

Puff!

At the critical moment, the dying Nether Blood Sect Ancestor delivered a near-fatal blow to Wang Xuan, piercing him and causing his Primordial Spirit Blood to splatter.

Wang Xuan walked away abruptly, then turned around abruptly, his expression quite unpleasant, and said, "Is it really necessary? We're all on the same side, we're all one family, why would you pretend to kill one of us?"

"Well, even among our own people, there are degrees of closeness and distance. We've all been imprisoned in the Misty Land by you, so we still know each other. But who knows what tricks you've come up with while you're out there, possessing a physical body? It's best to play it safe first and use any means necessary to eliminate you; only then can we feel at ease." The Demon Lord smoothed his hair and said, throwing away his Oil-paper Umbrella. He was going to fight to the death to kill Wang Xuan.

Zhang Daoling smiled as he slowly approached. Fang Yuzhu, like Fairy of Lingbo, was already in action. The cunning old scoundrel, the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor, grinned and raised his hand.

"Old Zhang, Old Ming, Fairy Fang, Yanyan, what do you think would be a meaningful thing to do if you only had one second left to live?"

"I'll take you down!" came the reply from the other side. They hadn't let him lead them down the lane, nor did they want to listen to his boasting.

Wang Xuan was forced into a corner by the four men and was on the verge of death. The appearance of the four masters made his senses even more acute, and he sensed all the malice and danger in the shadows.

He is improving, striving to trigger divine inspiration!

With a whoosh, he disappeared, faster than anyone else, because he was wielding the God Slaying Banner at ten times the speed, disappearing into his own body.

In an instant, he opened the Inner Scenery Realm.

Then, the four experts chased after him, all sneering, wanting to enter his body, because it was also their physical body, and they could break in.

"If you're not going to uphold the rules, why did you return to your physical body first?"

Wang Xuan didn't bother to respond. These people were already teaming up against him, breaking the Rules already, so there was no need for him to follow them. Fine, he'd bear it. It was all his fault; those "selves" had broken the Rules first.

The next moment, Wang Xuan's spiritual body emerged from the Inner Scenery Realm, his spiritual senses greatly enhanced. At this moment, he seemed omnipotent, far more terrifying than usual, and his strength had increased by a large margin!

Less than a second... This was his life's time, and his last chance to make a move!

Fortunately, in his Primordial Spirit State, he exceeded the speed limit.

Maintaining this state in the present world is beyond Above Divine Sense; within the same realm, it is almost an unsolvable state!

Bang!

The head of the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor exploded and was swept away by Wang Xuan, instantly engulfing him.

Boom!

Where Wang Xuan's Fist Light passed, it surpassed the Demon Lord's lightning, piercing through her and absorbing her spiritual light rain.

Then, Wang Xuan approached Old Zhang with incredible speed and killed him!

Finally, Wang Xuan, with all his might, caught up with Fang Yuzhu, slashing her snow-white neck with his palm and piercing her brow with his finger.

The battle is over!

"Twelfth level, here I come!" Wang Xuan prepared to merge all his spiritual clones, truly break through the barrier, and step into that realm that no one seemed to have ever set foot in before.

Perhaps there were "Super Peerless" beings who underwent a great rebirth of their primordial spirit, and even more than once, reaching the twelfth stage of the Sky-Veiling Realm. However, there should never have been a single person at the twelfth stage of the Great Realm in the Human World.

"I wonder if there will be an even more violent Major Earthquake this time..." Wang Xuan looked outside. The Great Barrier was still glowing. A new treasure was about to be born, and the old treasures were rumbling and floating. In addition, he was going to the Land of Nothingness to advance his cultivation. He wondered what kind of earthquake it would cause.

Thanks to: Duidui Rabbit, Mengyuan Wucongji I Koushuishengjin, and thank you for your support, Alliance Leader.

From now on, the first chapter will be around noon, and I'll try to release the evening chapter earlier, also setting a specific time slot.