Forging the Myth: Starting from the Heavenly Court
Chapter 39

All Descend! Overwhelming! Instant Kill! Unrivaled!

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Boom!!!

The Heavenly Palace descended!

Taiyi, Nuwa, and Fuxi stepped out.

The Myth Imprint activated at once. Profound and mysterious mythic traits appeared on Taiyi and the others. Though they vanished in a flash, they had the depth of an abyss and the breadth of an ocean, vast and boundless.

Randeng and Kunpeng struck directly. With a wave of Randeng's hand, billions of divine lamps transformed from phantoms into solid forms, sealing the eight directions as though forming an array in the void. Boundless tides of energy erupted, unleashing Great Dao Power imbued with various elements and traits that blanketed the heavens.

Kunpeng's Dharma Body True Form swept up Divine Beasts and Exotic Birds, as if Gods and Demons had appeared together in the world. Countless imprints flared, carrying the innate abilities of many races. Chaos surged, and all laws were smelted together into a Chaos Great Seal, which crashed toward the Ten Kings of Zifu. Kunpeng followed close behind, charging in and meeting them head-on with his physical body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Heaven and earth trembled; explosions rang without end.

Power like the Great Annihilation surged relentlessly. Its terrifying aura filled the void with destruction, spreading countless cracks. The Primordial Great Powers, including the Three Pure Ones, exchanged glances, then tacitly retreated into the distance, deciding to play it safe.

Why should they get involved in the war between the Heavenly Court and the Purple Mansion?

Did the others really think they were idiots?

If they helped the Purple Mansion and the Heavenly Court won, they would inevitably be settled with later. Could they really keep joining forces and standing together forever? Even if they got the Enlightenment Tea Tree, they wouldn't be able to hold on to it.

The same logic applied to helping the Heavenly Court.

Both sides were absurdly strange, steeped in schemes and plots. Only an idiot would get involved. Better to stay out of it. If both sides suffered losses, wouldn't that be a chance to reap the benefits?

In the space of a breath, it seemed to last an eternity.

The scale and level of the battle were so terrifying that the surrounding laws and Great Dao nearly froze. It was as if the Great Dao itself had been shut out. Even time's passage and space's flow grew sluggish and rigid.

In a mere instant, countless divine abilities and wondrous arts had been unleashed. With every gesture, both sides created boundless Minor Worlds in a single thought, then sent them charging forth with the power to destroy entire realms.

Magic Treasures also gave off dazzling golden radiance and brilliant light, as if they held the wondrous ability to illuminate the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, shining with incomparable splendor.

"Rip!"

Kunpeng's hands, like the claws of a True Dragon, tore a Purple Mansion High-Rank apart. In an instant, blood rained down as explosions thundered without end. Before the high-rank's body and Dao Fruit could recover amid the interweaving and convergence of the Great Dao, Kunpeng had completely suppressed him.

An imprint gradually appeared in the void. Its source, containing the high-rank's True Spirit imprint, was completely erased as Kunpeng's innate ability pierced through it.

Dead!

Randeng opened his mouth and spat. Chaos fire, forged from the origins of countless divine lamps, engulfed a Purple Mansion High-Rank from head to toe.

It burned his body!

It incinerated his origin!

With a wave of his hand, billions of divine lamps hung across the heavens, brilliant as a field of stars and surging endlessly like a waterfall. They swept away the imprint of the high-rank's existence in heaven and earth.

Another Purple Mansion High-Rank had fallen!

Nuwa waved her delicate hand, unleashing a powerful Human Race Intent. It was as though she bore countless Human Race realms on her back, carrying the boundless Human Race Great Power. The Great Dao intertwined overhead, forming what seemed to be a phantom crown, while the Lord of Humanity's imprint grew clearer between her brows.

Taiyi shook the Chaos Bell in his hand. Countless Innate Divine Wills poured into it, as if it contained the faith and aspirations of countless Yao. Its sound waves spread, carrying the power to suppress myriad Chaos and encompass the destruction of boundless Primordial Chaos. Space-Time itself seemed frozen, while Yao kingdoms rose one after another behind him.

Fuxi's attacks lacked the dazzling spectacle of Nuwa and Taiyi's, but they still possessed the subtlety of returning to simplicity. Each ripple of the Zither Sound held the True Meaning of Great Dao; each note became a Great Dao Attack. Even a trace of its aura could pierce the void and shatter space.

In an instant!

In a hundred-millionth of a breath!

The five Heavenly Court leaders struck together in a coordinated attack!

They swept forward like a force that could split bamboo, mighty and unstoppable!

Dead! Dead! Dead!

In an instant, more than five Purple Mansion High-Ranks had fallen. The entire battle had been as easy as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. They had put up no resistance and had no power to fight back.

Even with the Great Dao Origin bolstering them, even with the Purple Mansion Fortune empowering them, they were still suppressed by Nuwa and the others. They could barely even resist!

By the time the remaining high-ranks came to their senses, and the spectators reacted, only four Purple Mansion High-Ranks remained where they stood!

The Four Kings stared at one another, their eyes still clouded with confusion. Their minds trembled, their faces filled with terror, and their eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. They had never imagined things would turn out this way.

We only wanted to test them. If it didn't work, we'd run. But in the time it took to test them, we got killed in seconds???

Boom!!!

Purple qi streamed in every direction, auspicious qi flowed in ribbons, and a mighty aura spread as immortal power surged.

The Purple Mansion Projection descended. A huge hand reached out from the void, as if crossing boundless space, and tried to seize the four remaining men.

"Try laying a hand on them."

As East King Duke's arm emerged, a calm, indifferent voice rang out from above the Nine Heavens. A thunderous boom followed. The projection of the Heavenly Realm's Nine Heavens appeared, its majestic, resplendent immortal light shining in all directions, as if illuminating the entire Primordial Continent and revealing endless splendor.

Above the Nine Heavens, a towering yet indistinct figure seemed to gaze down upon all existence from a higher dimension. Though he did not move, the terrifying, exalted force of his will could still be felt.

As soon as Di Jun finished speaking, the Ten Directions Heavenly Saints appeared throughout the void, and billions of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals gradually took form from phantoms.

The sky across countless trillions of kilometers rapidly turned dark. Only the Ancient Stars glimmered faintly. The Three Hundred Sixty-Five Main Stars gradually came into focus, as if they were about to descend, while billions of Ancient Stars surrounded them, poised to form the array patterns and seals at any moment.

The Grand Formation of the Stars of the Heavens!

Boom!!!

The atmosphere nearly froze. Nuwa and the others surrounded the Four Kings of Zifu, while the Grand Formation of the Stars of the Heavens stood ready to manifest in the void. Above the Nine Heavens, Di Jun's indistinct figure fixed its gaze upon them.

In this scene, not only did everyone else feel the terrifying pressure—even the watching Primordial Great Powers felt their hearts pound. A mighty force seemed to crash over them, and even the operation of their Dao Fruits grew sluggish.

"Di Jun, are you really going to force my hand?"

East King Duke's voice, tinged with anger, resounded through the skies and shook heaven and earth.

"So what if I do?"

"East King Duke, are you going to wage war on the Heavenly Court? Are you going to wage war on Us?"

"Leave these four here. As for you, withdraw."

Di Jun's voice was calm, yet carried unquestionable authority. It was as if his words became law, his every utterance the truth—and none beneath heaven dared disobey.

"Fine, fine, fine! Very well, Di Jun. Just you wait. Just you wait!"

After a brief silence, East King Duke seemed furious, yet helpless. He could only slowly withdraw his arm. All the strange phenomena vanished at once, as if they had never appeared.

"Di Jun drove East King Duke back without even appearing in person? Has the Head of Male Immortals really fallen so far?"

Though they had suspected as much, seeing it with their own eyes still felt unreal to all the Great Powers. They were stunned and utterly bewildered.

When had East King Duke, once unrivaled and haughty throughout the Primordial Wilderness, become like this?

"Di Jun...the Heavenly Court's might grows more terrifying by the day. Is it really going to take control of the entire Primordial Wilderness's order?"

The Primordial Great Powers wore complicated expressions and couldn't help drawing in sharp breaths.

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