The Divine Son, I've Offended You

Within that radiance, a Sun Divine General twenty zhang tall rose from the ground like a towering mountain.

The Divine General radiated a bone-chilling aura from head to toe, clad in Golden Flame battle armor. The armor seemed forged from flowing golden fire, every pattern upon it containing mysterious power.

At its brow, a Sun Divine Pattern gleamed brilliantly, dazzling as a newly risen blazing sun, releasing endless radiance.

The True Sun Fire coiling around its body was even more ferocious, as though it could incinerate all things beneath heaven. Wherever it passed, space was like fragile thin paper, scorched until it warped and distorted, rippling in layer after layer.

Even more astonishingly, this fused Divine General actually emanated the terrifying, heart-palpitating pressure of the First Level Dharma Idol.

That pressure was like an invisible mountain, crushing the surrounding air until it nearly solidified, leaving people unable to breathe.

"Sun True Scripture, or perhaps the Great Sun Heavenly Merit?!" Elder Chi Teng's pupils abruptly contracted into needlepoints at the sight.

Yet his palm strike had already been unleashed and could not be withdrawn. He could only grit his teeth and roar, "Die!"

Before his words had faded, his enormous crimson palm, carrying the momentum to burn the heavens, lunged toward the Sun Divine General like a furious colossal beast.

At the same time, the Sun Divine General showed no weakness. It swung its golden fist shadow forward, meeting the attack with a force capable of sweeping away mountains and overturning seas.

"Screech!"

A teeth-grinding hiss of scorching burst across the battlefield, as if countless sharp weapons had scraped across metal at once, making everyone's skin crawl.

Elder Chi Teng discovered in horror that his prideful Blazing Heaven Palm force, before the True Sun Fire, was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun—burned away completely, vanishing without a trace.

The golden fist did not slow in the slightest. Carrying an unstoppable momentum, it smashed viciously into the protective True Essence he had desperately maintained.

"Pfft--!!!"

Elder Chi Teng was struck as if by lightning. A mouthful of blood erupted uncontrollably from his lips, and he was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.

His entire right arm had been charred black as coal, emitting a nauseating stench of burnt flesh as it hung limply at his side.

After great difficulty, he steadied himself in a miserable state—only to see in terror that the Sun Divine General had already raised its enormous foot high, like the collapse of the sky itself, and was stomping viciously toward his head!

"You junior, you court death!"

Elder Chi Teng flew into a towering rage and let out an earth-shaking roar. At this critical moment between life and death, he finally held nothing back, resolutely bringing out his Earth Artifact—a crimson war blade wreathed in Earth Core Flame.

As the blade slowly slid from its sheath, an even fiercer heat instantly swept outward like a wildfire. It was as if a spark had been thrown into the entire battlefield, sending its temperature soaring once more. The scorching air warped and crackled with "pop-pop" sounds, as though it might ignite at any moment.

Upon a distant cliff peak, a fierce gale howled and raged like a roaring beast. Ling Xiao stood tall with his hands behind his back, his battle robe snapping wildly in the wind like a dancing black war banner.

His gaze was cold as ice that had not melted for a thousand years as he overlooked the fiercely clashing battlefield below. In his eyes was clearly reflected the breathtaking scene of the twenty-zhang-tall Sun Divine General battling Elder Chi Teng.

"So I underestimated this big brother..." Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly against the weapon in his hand. His voice held a trace of barely perceptible surprise. "He actually fused five Yellow Turban Warriors and entered the Dharma Aspect Realm."

At that, the corners of his lips slowly curved into a cold smile tinged with disdain.

One had to know that Chi Teng was likewise at the First Level Dharma Idol. Yet the Blazing Heaven Art he cultivated was a genuine King Tier cultivation art, and after three hundred years of brutal slaughter, his practical combat experience had reached an extreme.

In Ling Xiao's view, there should originally have been no suspense whatsoever in this duel—

"Divine Son, forgive my offense."

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At that moment, an icy voice, as chilling as if it had come from a freezing spring in the Nine Netherworld, suddenly exploded beside Ling Xiao's ear without warning!

The voice was like an icy current of electricity that instantly ran through Ling Xiao's entire body, making him shudder violently.

He knew that voice all too well!

In an instant, Ling Xiao's expression changed drastically. He whirled around, his eyes widening as his pupils contracted sharply into needlepoints.

A Black Robe Elder had somehow silently appeared only three steps behind him.

Black, eerie netherfire coiled around the elder's skeletal palm, radiating a hair-raising aura. It clawed viciously downward at Ling Xiao's crown with incomparably savage force!

"You... aren't..."

Ling Xiao was filled with shock and fury, but the words that had yet to leave his mouth caught in his throat.

Because that hand, like a Ghost Claw, had already locked precisely around his skull.

Qin Yu Ling Xiao widened his eyes, staring in disbelief at those elite soldiers.

At some unknown point, all Three Thousand Soldiers had silently fallen dead where they stood, yet they had not noticed in the slightest.

That was a full three thousand soldiers!

How could they have failed to notice anything at all?

"The Divine Son was so absorbed in watching that he forgot all about his surroundings. That is all thanks to my Illusory Bewilderment Divine Skill." The Black Robe Elder laughed sinisterly, his laughter like the cry of a night owl, sending chills down the spine.

Witnessing this scene, the Thousand-Faced Illusion Lord could not help but feel his heart tremble.

But he understood his situation well and did not dare make the slightest unusual movement.

"I have to say, the Sect Master truly favors you. He had long known that the Thousand-Faced Illusion Lord once belonged to Ling Cangqiong, while you sent the Thousand-Faced Illusion Lord merely to probe your Imperial Father's situation and attitude."

The Black Robe Elder continued, his tone carrying a trace of mockery.

"At the same time, your Imperial Father sent the Thousand-Faced Illusion Lord to monitor you. That way, your Imperial Father would feel at ease."

"Even the Divine Maiden knows nothing of this, yet you secretly had her force her way into the Scripture Repository..."

"You wanted to use the Divine Maiden's removal to give King Zhenbei a reason to step in personally. Interesting—hahaha!"

Upon hearing this interlocking scheme, Thousand-Faced Illusion Lord's heart jolted.

He truly had not expected this Divine Son to be hiding such a deeply laid plot.

If King Zhenbei were truly drawn into this matter personally, it would be like shaking the foundations of the nation—tug one hair, and the whole body moved.

After all, once the Scripture Repository elders noticed anything amiss, they would surely activate the protective formation. If that happened, Ling Cangqiong might very well seize the opportunity.

And once word spread that the Nine Nether Sect's Divine Maiden was King Zhenbei's daughter, King Zhenbei, too, would be doomed beyond redemption.

Since that was the case, he might as well turn heaven and earth upside down and make the sun and moon anew!

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