Divine Emperor Edict, a Life-and-Death Showdown on the High Seas!
Looking at that familiar, deeply ingrained handwriting, Yue Xiaofei felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his heart.
The whereabouts of his mother remained the deepest scar in his heart.
He flipped through the pages quickly.
The first half of the log contains a large amount of experimental data on the modification of Ancient God Divine Marrow and the recombination of Gene Lock structures.
In the last three pages of the log, the previously neat experimental data suddenly stopped, replaced by hurried handwritten notes heavily marked with a pen:
[September 17th. I discovered the ultimate scheme of the Ancient Gods Church. Their so-called awakening of gods is nothing more than a parasitic plunder through possession. The Nine Provinces Cauldrons of Huaxia are the only anchor point for stabilizing this dimension of heaven and earth.]
[September 19th. Chang Long has been framed and imprisoned, and I don't have much time left. The sealing array at the bottom of Kunlun Ruins is being eroded from the outside by the Divine Power of the Outer God. Once the logic of the array is altered, the Heavenly Gate will open wide, and the Eastern Land will never have peace again.]
[September 21st. I made my decision. I will lead seventeen elite members of the First Special Science Squad, carrying the core keys to the Nine Cauldrons, to venture into the deepest part of Kunlun Ruins — the Tomb of the Gods.]
[We will not die. As long as the seal logic is not completely modified, we will never close our eyes. Xiaofei, Feng'er, if one day you see this logbook... don't blindly come looking for me.]
[Only when you truly possess the power to slay the High-Ranking Divine Agent, only when the Nine Cauldrons of the Nine Provinces are reunited as one, will the Kunlun Heavenly Gate reopen.]
My journal entries end here.
On the last page, a single tear stain, long since dried and blackened, remained.
A deathly silence fell over the operations room.
Zhao Mengsheng took a deep drag on his cigar, the butt glowing faintly in the dim light. The veteran general wiped his reddened eyes and said in a low voice:
"Back then, my sister-in-law disappeared with her research team, and everyone thought she had been framed by the Church... Unexpectedly, she was all alone, leading her assassins into the bottom of Kunlun Ruins."
"The Tomb of the Gods..."
Yue Xiaofei muttered to himself, his knuckles slowly tightening on the alloy tabletop.
Mother is not dead!
Yue Xiaofei slowly closed the Experiment Log and carefully put it away close to his body.
He raised his head, and in his dark, deep eyes, there was no trace of confusion or despair, only a fierce fighting spirit that seemed to burn the very heavens.
"Big brother, Uncle Zhao."
Yue Xiaofei's voice was eerily calm. "To save my sister, we need the Life-Bound Divine Blood of three High-Ranking Divine Agent; to save my parents, we need to quell the Outer God and reopen the Kunlun Heavenly Gate."
He gripped the Black-Gold Hongming Blade at his waist. "These two things are actually one thing."
Yue Feng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, and slammed his fist heavily on the table.
"That's what I think too! What kind of bullshit False God are they? Since they want to play, let's play a big game with them!"
Before he could finish speaking...
The emergency red communication light on the wall of the operations room suddenly started flashing wildly at the highest frequency!
A piercing buzzing sound exploded in the room!
Zhao Mengsheng's expression changed drastically, and he pressed the Holographic Projection button. "Bring it in!"
The next second, the encrypted holographic screen of the Dragon Kingdom's highest command center suddenly lit up in the center of the operations room.
Above is a newly intercepted, top-level decree issued globally by the the West Ancient Gods Church!
The light from the Holographic Projection illuminated the dimly lit operations room with a deep blue glow.
The image shows an incredibly magnificent platinum palace.
In the very center of the hall stood a majestic old man, draped in a scarlet Pope robe and holding a twelve-winged pure gold scepter.
His face was hidden beneath a wide hood, revealing only a pair of eyes that shone with a cold, golden light.
Marcius, the contemporary Archbishop of the Ancient Gods Church!
Behind him, dozens of towering, terrifyingly powerful phantoms loomed in and out of existence— the Thunderclap of Olympus, the storms of Northern Europe...
The powers of the major the West pantheons have, remarkably, merged into one at this moment!
Marcius gripped his scepter and slammed it heavily onto the ground.
Boom!
Even though it was just Holographic Projection, a powerful pressure that crossed oceans still caused the air in the entire operations room to vibrate slightly through the signal!
The old man's dry, cold, and almost divine voice, broadcast across all global satellite channels, was forcibly inserted into the view of billions of people at that moment:
"The lost mortals of the East have utterly fallen into the Abyss."
"They disregarded the order of the Holy Alliance, brutally murdered the great descendant of Thunder God Reynold, and defied the majesty of the gods in the sacred Place Geneva!"
"By the highest decree of the Holy Council, an ancient Eastern Demon, intent on destroying the world, is being secretly awakened within the Dragon Kingdom! This is a betrayal of all human civilization!"
Marcius raised his scepter high, his expression fanatical and ferocious:
"In the name of God and all the gods, issue the ' Divine Emperor Edict '!"
"A declaration of war to the Dragon Kingdom, to the death!!"
The image in the Holographic Projection suddenly changed, switching to the turbulent International Waters of the Pacific Ocean.
A black Black Tortoise Rock island, spanning tens of kilometers in circumference, rose abruptly from the seabed thousands of meters deep under some incredible force, standing majestically amidst the Jingtao!
"Seven days later, on Nameless Divine Island in the Pacific Ocean!"
"Establish Gods’ Life-and-Death Arena!"
Marcius's voice echoed in every corner of the globe, carrying a suffocating sense of bloodshed and tyranny:
"Each side will field five representatives! The Divine Agent will clash with the guardians of the East, a duel that will determine both superiority and death!"
"If the Dragon Kingdom wins, the the West Church will retreat utterly and will never set foot in the East for a hundred years!"
If the Dragon Kingdom is defeated--
Marcius's voice suddenly rose, revealing a deep-seated greed and tyranny:
"The Dragon Kingdom must completely relinquish control of Kunlun Ruins! Furthermore, within three days, it must destroy the Nine Tripods of China! And forever be slaves to the gods!!"
"The challenge has been issued. If you dare not accept it, in seven days, the Divine Alliance's 100,000- Holy Fleet will personally descend upon the East Sea and annihilate the Nine Provinces!!"
Boom!
The scene abruptly ended amidst a raging display of golden Thunderclap.
Dead silence.
The entire underground operations room fell into a deathly silence.
Zhao Mengsheng slammed his fist hard on the command platform, leaving a deep dent in the alloy surface.
"This is outrageous! These Japanese Invaders are clearly after Kunlun Ruins and the Nine Cauldrons!"
Self- Nine Cauldrons?
Hand over Kunlun Ruins?
This is going to break the backbone of the Dragon Kingdom's thousands of years of civilization.
"What a huge appetite!"
Yue Feng sneered, crossed his arms, and his eyes surged with a Shura aura.
"Five against five, a life-or-death arena? A century without entering the Eastern Lands? They're afraid of my slap in the face, and they want to wipe out our Dragon Kingdom's top fighting force on the International Waters."
Yue Xiaofei remained silent.
He slowly walked to the large screen and looked at the projection of the black Divine Island in the Pacific Ocean.
Five Divine Agent...
The blood of the three supreme deities...
This is not a trap.
These are clearly those arrogant False God who washed their own necks clean and lined up to be delivered to Yue Xiaofei's blade!
Just then, the encrypted red phone in the operations room suddenly rang.
Zhao Mengsheng forward and answered the phone. A frail yet resolute voice came through the receiver.
Without any hesitation, without any doubt.
"Immediate response--"
"If it's war, then let's fight!!"