Slay the Goddess! / Devour Khufu's Corpse, Destroy the Temple!

Just then, a faint sigh seemed to come from the depths of the Netherworld, startling Yi Zhisha. All the mages on Goddess Peak felt a chill run down their spines, having heard it clearly.

Thump!

Yi Zhisha's delicate body trembled violently as she was subjected to some irresistible force. Her body was forcibly separated from the illusory image of the divine soul, like a mold being removed, with strands of supreme radiance still connected.

The next moment, he was violently blasted away by an invisible force, turning into a meteor that streaked across half the square before crashing into the wall of the magnificent hall with a thud, leaving a dent all over his body. He was stuck to the wall and couldn't be pried out.

"Who is it?!"

Yi Zhisha was almost going crazy, like a mad old woman. She had succeeded, but her process of merging with the divine soul was interrupted.

Suddenly, the people of Goddess Peak saw a majestic figure, shrouded in solemn black and gold armor, with a red cloak fluttering in the wind. He stood atop the Sacred Mountain, like an unparalleled supreme being, an ancient emperor, exuding an aura of invincibility.

Rumble!

Lu Jun's eyes were pitch black, as indifferent as a dead man. His figure was faint, but his aura was rising infinitely, with billions of dark Nether Radiance soaring into the sky.

Behind him, an endless, despairing, ominous, and deathly ancient Netherworld Kingdom appeared faintly in the sky, its boundless power manifesting as if the Netherworld Opens, turning Parthenon, this sacred land, into a demonic abyss.

The once brilliant lights and pristine white buildings of the Parthenon were now shrouded in a cold veil with the arrival of the Undead Emperor, and all the luminous objects seemed to lose their warmth.

Under this supreme and powerful pressure, everyone trembled and shook like leaves.

Old Man Song, the Temple Mother, Hailong, and other powerful figures exclaimed in disbelief, "Emperor-level Demon Beast!"

Yi Zhisha was filled with terror. The appearance of the Demon Mo Fan had already triggered a strong sense of danger in her heart, making her fear that things would get out of control. Now, the appearance of this strange Emperor only intensified her fear.

Did they go too far?

Wait, why has this Emperor come?!

At the same time, the Haila in the mountains trembled as if it had seen its natural enemy, and even stopped pulling the Demon Mo Fan down into the Dark Plane.

At this moment, Lu Jun was the center of everyone's attention. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the divine soul projection behind Xin Xia.

Boom! The sky suddenly darkened, and a vast expanse of Nether Radiance converged, transforming into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sun and enveloped the woman's delicate soul.

Darkness enveloped the soul, yet it stood tall in the deep blackness, radiating a hazy glow as if it had never faded, majestic and unmoving, its overflowing energy constantly colliding with the deathly power of the underworld.

Upon seeing this, Lu Jun felt a sharp pain in his palm and frowned slightly. Fortunately, the Li Fan Flower imprint of the Mind Element shone brightly, releasing abundant Power of Imagination.

With a whoosh, countless strands of azure light descended from the void, as if the goddess's soul in the darkness was draped in a sacred blue veil.

Lu Jun's Mind Element resonated with the divine soul, and with the oppressive power of the Undead Emperor, the goddess's soul gradually shrank, forced to follow the guidance and enter the dark blue starry universe within the Spiritual World.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Immediately, Lu Jun's mind was filled with a roar. The original gray color of the Mind Element faded away inch by inch, washing away the lead and restoring its holy blue brilliance.

Beneath the boundless and vast starry sky of the mind, the goddess stood proudly amidst the starry sea, surrounded by countless stars. Holding a mysterious and noble Li Fan Flower, she unleashed her divine power to expel all the origins of death and darkness.

Then, her spirit sank into stillness, like a virtuous woman powerless to resist, so she usurped the nest and made her home there.

The Ancient King Armor Robe in the neighboring cursed star system trembled, showing great apprehension towards the divine soul. It even greatly slowed down its erosion of the host, creating a clear separation where each went its own way.

The two have formed a perfect balance, the opposite of Mind Curse, an endless cycle of life and death.

Originally, Lu Jun's body was gradually transforming into Living Dead state. After his soul possessed the body, the vast life force he possessed continuously replenished it, stopping the critical point and creating a dynamic balance between the two.

"My soul!"

Yi Zhisha could no longer maintain her icy demeanor; her full chest heaved rapidly, as if she were about to go mad.

Chapter 427 Slaying the Goddess!

"Who are you! Who are you!"

Yi Zhisha's stunningly beautiful face was twisted in disbelief. How unfair was fate! In her first life, she was given the script of "Why was I born if I was already here?" In her second life, a mysterious Emperor contemptuously trampled on her dignity and easily stole the Parthenon Divine Soul.

She couldn't understand it; the enemy she had provoked definitely didn't include such a strange Emperor.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun turned around, inwardly mocking, "If you want to ask, go ask your good subordinate Durank. If you're plotting against Xin Xia, then target Xin Xia. Why provoke him for no reason?"

Furthermore, you Parthenon didn't wait for me to bestow the [Divine Seal Praise], right...? Fine, I'll just snatch the blessing money-printing machine directly, one for Tang Yue, Sister, Ding Yumian, and Qing Yu each!

Lu Jun was in a good mood and finally let out a big sigh of relief after venting his frustrations over the past month.

He looked inward into his Spiritual World, where his soul and King of Hell each occupied half of the realm. However, the former was in a dormant state, while the latter was in a burgeoning state, thus forming a scene like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, where pure white and pitch black intertwined.

After all, in a true sense, Athena's divine soul is definitely of Middle Emperor rank (dominant level), while the Ancient King Armor Robe only has one-third of the King of Hell Throne, and it would have to swallow Pharaoh of Egypt and the Queen of the Royal Gauze Skeleton of the sea to be comparable to her.

To be honest, Lu Jun never intended to seize Parthenon Divine Soul, as it Xin Xia. However, due to two unforeseen circumstances—firstly, Yi Zhisha gained the upper hand, and secondly, Durank angered him—he decided to take action.

If Parthenon were to be led by the iron-willed goddess Yi Zhisha, it would undoubtedly be the worst news.

As for Xin Xia, before her execution, what she probably wanted most was to live peacefully with her Mo Fan. She never liked power and strength, otherwise her awakened Magic System wouldn't all be support-type.

Today, the two galaxies of Mind and Curse, which are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, have inadvertently sealed two great things, both possessing the potential to deliver forbidden spells.

Lu Jun admitted that he did have some ambition when he chose the Mind Element and Curse Element during his Intermediate Level. The former was to borrow Parthenon's methods, and the latter was to use Curse Body Borrowing Technique and walk an inhuman path.

I just never imagined that my current potential would be many times greater than I had anticipated.

"Now that we have the resurrection armor, I wonder if mastering the mysteries of Life and Death will allow us to break free from the limitations of human lifespan?"

At this moment, he imagined peering into the tranquil divine soul standing beneath the starry sky of the Mind Element, which contained boundless energy, even more vast than the Ancient King Armor Robe, its aura primarily focused on healing and blessing, with other aspects secondary.

It happens to be equivalent to Parthenon's most renowned and effective Healing System and Blessing Element techniques.

However, Lu Jun only wanted to extract the life force of the divine soul, and at most add the power of the mind. Other blessings, Plant Element, and even his own Twelve Sacred Souls could be discarded.

The saying goes that a system should be refined rather than extensive; an overly complex system is actually detrimental to cultivation and improvement. Making the right choices is very important.

Since Lu Jun had obtained the divine soul and the Ancient King Armor Robe, he wanted to use them to build a complementary and cyclical system, the most typical of which was undoubtedly the Life and Death Reincarnation.

"The elemental affinities for that Super Rank awakening have been determined: [Healing] and [Undead] will be the primary elements, with Mind and Curse as secondary elements, while Time and Space, Summoning, Metal, and Water will fill in any gaps, pursuing the ultimate path."

He vaguely understood, and was extremely excited. This was a broad road leading directly to the roof of the Emperor Gaozu, the master who held the reins of Life and Death, who was both the core and omnipotent.

Outside, Yi Zhisha was unaware of Lu Jun's thoughts. In her view, the mysterious and ancient Armor Robe Emperor merely smiled contemptuously at her and remained silent, completely ignoring her.

"Gentlemen, heed my command! Slay the Emperor and reclaim my soul!"

Yi Zhisha's voice, filled with Killing Intent, rang out.

Lu Jun snapped out of his daze. He hadn't intended to pay any attention to the woman, but upon hearing this, he smiled and finally spoke in a low voice, uttering his first words.

The Armor Robe Emperor's indifferent yet hoarse voice echoed through the void, "The soul never belonged to you; it belonged to Wen Tai."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhisha's face contorted in rage. It was hard to imagine that such a beautiful woman could be so grotesque. These words were truly devastating.

Then, Lu Jun, too lazy to waste words, indifferently reached out and unleashed the power of King of Hell.

Crackling sounds filled the air as Yi Zhisha trembled with fear. She found herself like shattered porcelain, her body riddled with countless cracks, from which wisps of eerie purple light emanated, carrying a thick Nether Energy, like the Nether Radiance.

Pharaoh's Spring!

"As expected of my Resurrection Technique, very good! After returning to hell, I will send my regards to Wen Tai."

The Armor Robe Emperor's domineering voice echoed throughout the Acropolis of Athens: "Tell Him that when I return, he must vacate the place he occupies."

The next moment, Yi Zhisha screamed, her sharp, high-pitched cry piercing the sky, "No!"

Boom! Her entire body exploded, sending purple liquid billowing into the air.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Jun stored the enormous Pharaoh's Spring into the White Tiger Pendant.

It merged with the pool of purple holy water previously seized from the Egypt Team, surging and expanding to form a 1- Size Change purple crystal lake, shimmering with dreamlike colors.

Yi Zhisha is dead!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; before anyone could react, the previous goddess Yi Zhisha, had fallen.

Everyone trembled, with only a few powerful figures like Old Man Song, Hailong, and the Temple Mother able to barely think and process the words of the Armor Robe Emperor: "The King of Hell? Wen Tai? Could it be that Wen Tai is not dead yet? Has he fallen into the Dark Plane?"

This was Lu Jun's goal: to portray the Ancient King as someone who was challenging the Dark King, making it seem like this was a deliberate attempt to cause trouble for the Dark King.

As the Dominator of the Plane, the Dark King almost monopolized all authority, given that three of the Four Dark Kings had not returned to their positions, resulting in a level of power far exceeding that of a dimensional deity.

Once the other three kings are born, His influence will decline significantly. Naturally, He would not want this and would suppress them vigorously, thus creating conflict. This argument is plausible.

Of course, this is the Dark King's idea. As a soul clone, Wen Tai probably wishes for the birth of the Evil Saint King, the King of Hell, and the Shadow King, so as to divert some of the Dark King's power and relieve the pressure on the Magic Plane.

To be fair, Lu Jun repeatedly studied the Dark King's behavior in the original work, including clues such as one of the Dark King's avatars saying directly, "Wen Tai is Wen Tai, he is not me."

He had reason to suspect that the Dark King was very much like a powerful being with unparalleled cultivation but a split personality, who had gone astray in his cultivation, with his various soul segments being inconsistent and even contradictory.

Just then, Lu Jun sensed that after Yi Zhisha's fall, her soul broke through a certain barrier and instantly fell into the hands of a great being in a distant other world, which undoubtedly confirmed this point.

From his Emperor-level high-dimensional perspective, he vaguely glimpsed a vast, dark world beyond the cosmic crystal wall, where the body of the supreme deity from the other shore stood atop, casting a faint, almost imperceptible gaze upon him.

Lu Jun ignored the other party; the Dark King wasn't coming over yet.

At the summit of Goddess Peak, the Armor Robe Emperor turned around and gazed at a massive, dark shadow in the distance.

Chapter 428 Devouring Haila, Destroying the Temple!

Buzz buzz buzz!

In an instant, Lu Jun stepped forward, his figure suddenly appearing above the Acropolis of Athens, high above, looking down at a massive dark vortex below.

The upper half of the skeletal figure was exposed Haila the dark swamp, its single horn pointing straight to the sky. As for the Demon Mo Fan, he was almost completely submerged and was about to sink into the Dark Plane.

"Before me, who dares to speak of Death God?!"

The Armor Robe Emperor spoke coldly, as the underworld behind him, which blotted out the sky, Netherworld Opens, and a chilling wind howled.

Waaaaah!

The sky darkened completely as night fell. The pitch-black sky descended like a vast shadow, engulfing the heavens inch by inch. Gradually, heaven and earth became one, like a celestial dog swallowing the sun, unleashing a terrifying devouring force.

The Haila was unable to move, struggling desperately out of fear, its body trembling but still unable to escape the engulfment of the darkness.

Upon seeing this, everyone was terrified. This was not some dark sky curtain, but merely the Undead Emperor opening the entrance to the underworld, almost swallowing a corner of the Magic World.

This move is the pinnacle of Hell Furnace.

However, compared to what Lu Jun released before, this one, enhanced by the King of Hell Throne, is incomparable. The Hell Furnace of the past could swallow up things within a radius of a hundred feet in one go, but it is now a far cry from the Devouring Heaven.

Lu Jun looked down at Haila indifferently. He had not only helped Mo Fan, but he had also set his sights on him.

A fallen Greek God of Death, whose body contains a dense source of death essence, will have its essence increased after being devoured by the Ancient King Armor Robe. The remaining corpse can also serve as the best material for creating Super Rank Curse Substance.

This is a ferocious beast that fell from the Sub-Emperor.

Furthermore, Haila is the Dark King's watchdog, which fits his character!

"This is bad! We can't let the Undead Emperor devour the Haila, or he will become even more powerful."

The high- Super Rank mages on Goddess Peak finally reacted, and from the depths of the temple, one magnificent and imposing magical pillar after another soared into the sky, vast and mighty, each one Forbidden Curse Level Mage God.

This is the foundation that Parthenon has accumulated over many years. Judging from the number of light pillars, there are only a handful, which is far inferior to the Seven Archangels of the Holy City and the dozen or so forbidden Holy Shadow of the Inquisition Court.

There was nothing that could be done; his divine soul had been missing for many years, and the Twelve Sacred Souls were lost along with it.

Therefore, the incident with Wen Tai greatly damaged Parthenon, severely weakening it and nearly causing it to fall from its position among the eight major powers.

Generally speaking, the goddess controls the divine soul and has the power to appoint twelve Saint Mage, thus building her own power base, which is enough to compete with the other seven major forces.

These twelve Holy Souls correspond to the names of the twelve main gods in Greek mythology, such as Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, and Apollo. Each person granted a Holy Soul instantly possesses [Forbidden Curse Level] combat power.

They are modeled after the Seven Archangels of the Holy City, who also possess Holy City souls; their names are simply derived from the seven angels in the Western Bible: Michael, Raguel, Gabriel, Saliel, and Remiel.

Besides these mainstream Holy Souls, there are a very small number of Holy Souls that are relatively independent and exist independently.

For example, Asha Ruiya's Fallen Angel Soul, Hailong's King of Hell Soul.

Soon, the four hall masters of Parthenon, led by Hailong, flew towards Lu Jun with murderous intent. Each of them controlled forbidden spells, and starlight stretched for thousands of miles. The demonic energy was as vast as the ocean. When it landed in the mountain range, it was like the sound of mountains collapsing and seas raging, and the sound of ten thousand mountains crashing echoed out.

Moreover, nearly ten thousand High-Order Mage of the temple were organized under the command of the Temple Mother and arranged in a square formation. About two or three hundred Super Rank mages were also organized into a unit to provide Ranged Combat support for the forbidden spells.

With the arrival of the Undead Emperor, the situation is one of life and death crisis, which, according to human warning standards, is the deepest darkness. The entire country of Greece must mobilize to deal with it, and naturally, partisan infighting will be disregarded.

Hailong shouted sternly, "You Demon Beast, don't even think about harming the mortal Mortal World! Evil spirits will surely fall beneath the sacred grounds of Parthenon!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun revealed a mocking smile. He disregarded the forbidden spell power that was unleashing a vast and destructive wave, and with a wave of his sleeve, he unleashed a tremendous force.

The Time-Space Element is outlined by stars, and a deep ravine is drawn out of nothingness, stretching for thousands of miles and as wide as a chasm, vaguely containing countless silver light particles, which are fragments of shattered space.

The entire scene resembled a dazzling galaxy, dividing the battlefield in two, seemingly worlds apart. Lu Jun was on one side, while Hailong and the others were on the other. Despite the close proximity, there was a sense of vast distance.