Godhood (Part One)

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

"Kill them!"

"At such a young age, to be able to fight us for so long with the power of a demigod—if we let this go unchecked, the consequences will be dire!"

"Go all out!"

Many of the wandering deities shouted loudly!

In reality, Long Zixuan and the others were fighting a fierce battle at this moment!

Their paths are all very strong, but their realms are worlds apart, and they have too many enemies to contend with.

At the same time, everyone in the Great Ruin Realm was also facing extreme difficulties. Even Yun Yinchen, Yun Qianshan, and others had been in dire straits several times.

Fortunately, Su Baiqian moved around the field, saving the game almost time and time again.

Wherever she went, even if death was certain, she was almost always reborn.

"Damn it... Come at my ass if you dare... Damn it, you have no Martial Virtue..."

Wu Dade was surrounded and beaten by more than thirty wandering spirits because he was so hated that he actually used his buttocks to shove people!

"Kill this fat guy!"

"Kill him!"

"This fat guy is strange; his physique is too strong. We can't let him live!"

A group of wandering gods are all envious. They are high and mighty in all realms, receiving incense offerings from the world. When have they ever been insulted?

Wu Dade was in a sorry state at this moment, his body covered in wounds and even cracks from the bombardment.

Even a true god would likely be dead after being bombarded like this.

However, Wu Dade's face showed a bold and heroic expression at this moment!

"I, Wu Dade... the name of the Butt Emperor has never been tarnished!"

"A bunch of scoundrels... Come on!"

Dragging his badly wounded body, he charged toward the assembled spirits, roaring:

"Let the storm rage on, smash me to pieces!"

Then... he was blasted to pieces!

Because these wandering gods couldn't stand his provocation, they unleashed their full power. The combined divine power of more than thirty wandering gods tore his body apart, breaking his arms and cracking his entire body, leaving him nearly dead!

"Junior Brother Dade!"

The others gasped in surprise!

But at this moment, Wu Dade raised his head and actually grinned!

"Very good... Finally, finally someone can help Fatty take this step!"

"The second level of Dog Raising Technique... Nine Revolutions Golden Body!"

With a loud shout, the Great Dao Origin within him erupted forth.

At this moment, his body was undergoing a complete transformation!

Severed limbs regenerated, layers of old skin peeled away, wounds healed rapidly, and the bones throughout the body crackled and popped...

Every inch of his flesh and blood seemed to be forged with Daoist runes.

A powerful aura emanated from his body. He stood up in one step, his robust body like an indestructible mountain!

"Legend has it that Buddhism possesses a supreme body-refining technique called the Nine Revolutions Golden Body... Could it be that my Dade junior brother has completed the first revolution?!"

Qing Chen was filled with doubt and surprise!

The book on raising dogs by my junior brother Dade even teaches about the legendary Gate God technique of the Nine Revolutions Golden Body??

The group of wandering gods who had been besieging Wu Dade were now terrified!

"How is that possible?!"

"He... became a god in the physical body?!"

"This child must not be allowed to live! He absolutely must not be allowed to live!"

They were all shocked. The fat man in front of them was clearly dying, but at the last moment, he actually Nirvana, and his body became a god!

This... is a legendary cultivation method!

"You grandsons... feel the fear of being suppressed by this Great Ruins Butt Emperor!"

Wu Dade took a step forward, then shot into the sky, plummeting downwards on his buttocks!

"Bang!"

A wandering deity was completely crushed by his sitting!

Seeing this, the group of wandering gods completely lost their composure.

Damn, he's a god in the physical realm, he could blow them up with a single punch, but this Fatty is using his ass!

This is outrageous!

At this moment, Long Zixuan, who was being suppressed by dozens of wandering gods, was also furious!

His teeth were filled with blood; if Ziling hadn't brought Su Baiqian to his side in time, he might have already died.

"Dragon Fighting Art... Breaking Waves!"

He shouted loudly!

Amidst a surging tide of divine power, it reaches its ultimate sublimation!

All that remained in his mind was the image of fish leaping about as he scooped them up with a ladle...

To catch fish, you must brave the waves!

When I first learned, the wooden ladle would splash everywhere, but later I could do as I pleased, and the waves wouldn't rise, so I could chase fish!

His power underwent a qualitative change; divine aura erupted from his fist, and his large hand descended, suppressing the power of dozens of wandering gods.

He has become a god!

"All sentient beings suffer in countless ways, all because of worldly thoughts..."

The clear and melodious sound of Nan Feng's zither filled the many wandering gods enveloped by her domain with a strange sense of weariness!

Just now, the melody of the Nan Feng stirred up their worldly desires, causing them to reveal their lusts and give rise to evil thoughts, almost causing them all to Qi Deviation!

But at this moment, they felt that the music was purifying their souls, washing away their obsessions, and making their Dao heart clear, as if they had forgotten everything.

In this state, many wandering spirits seemed to be controlled by the music, remaining in a state of freedom and transcendence, unwilling to awaken.

Some wandering spirits, drawn by the sound of the Nan Feng Zither, are on the verge of breaking through!

"The Forget Dust Song... To forget the world, one must first understand all worldly desires..."

The Nan Feng murmured, first stirring up the worldly thoughts of these wandering spirits, then seeing through everything about them, and finally erasing them with the sound of her zither.

This song is a farewell to you all.

Finally, her music faded away.

In an instant, those wandering spirits who were on the verge of the Enlightenment Realm and transcendence... all suddenly transformed into the Dao!

Their soul light scattered into countless points of light.

The Dao Rhyme he possessed in his lifetime has returned to this world!

She washed away all thoughts from these people.

But when the thought ends, the soul will be forever silent!

The scent of the Nan Feng subtly shifted at this moment, and the Qin Dao its divine form.

"My sword... is just one step away!"

Dugu Yuqing has finished writing the Profound Secret Pagoda Stele.

The surrounding sword intent soared to the heavens, forming an invincible Sword Domain.

But he always felt that he was missing a step!

In his mind, he recalled a piece of calligraphy once written by his master, "One Sword Suppresses Southern Sky!"

During this period, he diligently practiced calligraphy and has learned the principles of calligraphy imitation.

Now, he is trying to replicate his master's sword strike!

However, he felt that the sword strike was like an avalanche of eternity, making it hard to breathe. He could only see its shadow and know that it existed, but he could not understand the myriad sword intents within it.

"My master's One Sword Suppresses Southern Sky... This single sword strike can cleave enemies within a ten-mile radius!"

"One sword can suppress ten miles!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and swung his brush!

At this moment, the Vermilion Bird cried out!

Within a few hundred meters of him, all the sword intent merged into one sword.

This sword strike was invincible, sweeping away everything in its path.

"Impossible!"

A procession of deities shouted!

However, the wandering spirits that were slain by this sword all perished at this moment!

Within ten miles... invincible!

Dugu Yuqing is far from being able to One Sword Suppresses Southern Sky, but he can suppress ten miles with a single sword!

Even so, he is already the god of swordsmanship!

"Who cut out these delicate leaves? It was the February spring breeze, like a pair of scissors."

"The lotus leaves stretch to the sky, an endless expanse of green; the lotus blossoms, bathed in sunlight, are a uniquely vibrant red."

"When autumn comes on the ninth day of the ninth month, my flowers will bloom and all other flowers will wither."

Xin Ning, with her hands behind her back, exuded an air of Sole Venerable, yet she recited catchy verses.

With each line of her poetry, the world around her seemed to transform into another realm.

Who cut out these delicate leaves? All things sprout, green grass grows and spreads, and the world is full of life.

The lotus flowers, bathed in sunlight, are exceptionally red, a scene of summer, a blossoming of life. Thousands of lotus flowers bloom around her, accompanied by a chorus of frogs!

After my flower blooms, all other flowers wither; it is a desolate decay, the ruthlessness of the autumn wind. Everything in the world is desolate, except for a single chrysanthemum, which appears with her footsteps!

Every scene contains an incomparably complex Dao.

The group of wandering gods who were fighting against her were all utterly shocked at this moment.

"This... is this the legendary 'Word Spirit' technique? It's said that at its highest level, one can Words Manifest Will?!"

"Every line of her poetry is like a transformation of the world... Is she the Ruler of this world?"

"Invincible! Invincible!"

A group of formidable enemies are now filled with fear!

But Xin Ning was so happy, like a child who had just finished reciting an ancient poem and could go play, as she recited the last line:

"Like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees burst into bloom."

In an instant.

The world was blanketed in white, with snowflakes falling in showers.

The boundless power of the Deity transformed into a blanket of white snow.

The beauty of the world was beyond compare.

From spring to summer, from summer to autumn, and now from autumn to winter.

It was as if this world had come to an end.

Time has come to an abrupt end.

Snowflakes drifted down and landed on the shoulders of the many wandering deities.

Then, those wandering spirits instantly transformed into ice sculptures and snowmen.

It has completely lost its vitality!

"Hehe, now that we've learned the ancient poems, we don't need to build a snowman anymore... It's so beautiful!"

Xin Ning blinked her big eyes, like a child full of curiosity about the world.

Surrounding her, the Deity Dao Rhyme were intricate, as if an endless world was unfolding behind her...