"Nine..."
As Huo Yuhao counted down, the mecha named " Dark Blood Demon " seemed to sense its master's killing intent. The Deep Sea Crystal on its chest suddenly burst forth with a dazzling blue light, and the huge ship-slaying sword was raised high. The terrifying energy fluctuations instantly locked onto the entire parliament building.
"A madman! He's a madman!"
The speaker was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. "Quick! Quickly agree to his demands! Agree to everything he says!"
Chapter 523 The Power of the Divine Pillar
Just as the Federal Speaker was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, accepting all of Huo Yuhao's harsh conditions...
"Boom--!!!"
Nine enormous cracks suddenly appeared in the sky.
There were no auspicious clouds, no celestial music, only an ancient and heavy pressure that made one's soul tremble, like nine ancient divine mountains descending from the sky and crashing heavily into the sky above Mingdu.
"Thump--!!!"
With a muffled thud, nine figures fell like meteors, landing precisely in nine different locations on the plaza, tightly surrounding Huo Yuhao and his " Dark Blood Demon " in the center.
As the smoke cleared, nine elderly men with white hair, dressed in ancient robes, were revealed.
Their faces were withered, but their eyes shone with an astonishing light. Behind each of them stood a colossal stone pillar, hundreds of meters high, its entire surface engraved with intricate divine runes.
Divine Pillar.
That was the foundation of the Douluo Federation, the nine " Primordial Divine Pillar " that Xuan Ming personally crafted ten thousand years ago, modeled after the Sacred Pillar of Sea God Island, in order to establish the Soul Ring Cycle System.
They are not only the core of the Soul Ring system, but also the container of the faith power of the entire Douluo Star.
For thousands of years, whether it was the gratitude of Soul Master after obtaining Soul Ring, the prayers of Soul Beast during Sacrifice, or even the yearning of mortals for that prosperous era... all these tiny and pure thoughts, like rivers flowing into the sea, have converged into these nine Divine Pillar.
It contains terrifying energy that would make even the gods take notice.
"Those are... the Great Enshrined?!"
The speaker, who had just been like a dead dog, suddenly burst into wild joy, as if a drowning person had grasped at a last straw, "Ancestors! The ancestors have emerged from seclusion!"
"Hahaha! Huo Yuhao! You're dead!"
"These nine ancestors possess the true essence of over three thousand years of life! The Divine Pillar they carry are sacred objects bestowed upon them by 'Heaven' itself!"
Huo Yuhao ignored the clown's clamor.
His gaze was fixed on the nine Divine Pillar, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.
On those nine Divine Pillar, he sensed several extremely familiar yet incredibly powerful auras that instilled despair.
It's golden; that's the Angel Divine Power.
The blue color represents the Sea God Divine Power.
Dark red—that's the power of Asura Judgment.
It's seven-colored; that's the Dragon God's Power.
The most fundamental, colorless, and transparent power is domineering and ethereal, seemingly capable of Negation and suppressing everything.
That is... the legendary power of "Heaven"!
"Heresy."
The elderly man at the head of the group spoke slowly, his voice hoarse yet booming like Thunderclap in everyone's ears, "Have you made enough of a scene?"
"That's enough trouble, it's time to hit the road."
"You bunch of old geezers..."
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus in his hand glowed red again. "Do you also want to come and die?"
"Sending them to their deaths?"
The old man sneered disdainfully, "Ignorant child, do you think you can challenge true divine power with a toy gun made by ordinary people?"
"Today, I'll show you what the difference between gods and mortals truly means!"
Before he finished speaking, the nine elders simultaneously formed hand seals and chanted incantations.
"Buzz--!!!"
The nine Divine Pillar suddenly burst forth with dazzling light. The vast, ocean-like Power of Faith, accumulated over ten thousand years, surged into the bodies of the nine elders like a flood bursting its banks.
The once decaying and withered body was instantly revitalized by this immense energy.
Wrinkles smoothed out, white hair turned black, the hunched body straightened up, and even the Life force that was about to be extinguished within the body was rekindled into a blazing golden divine fire!
Demigod... Quasi-God... Level 100 True God!
In just a few breaths, these nine old monsters, who were on the verge of death, actually relied on external force to forcefully break through the boundary between mortals and gods and step into the realm that countless people dreamed of!
Although it was only temporary, and it only borrowed the power of the Divine Pillar.
But at this moment, the aura emanating from them had truly reached the peak of the Second-Class Deity!
Nine level -Second-Level God!
Moreover, he was Second-Level God had mastered a portion of the Supreme God!
"This... how is this possible?!"
Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand holding the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus trembled slightly.
He never expected that the Federation had such a hidden trick up its sleeve!
Ten thousand years of accumulated faith could actually create nine God Level combatants?!
Nothing is impossible.
The old man at the head of the group had now transformed into a dignified middle-aged man. He hovered in mid-air, bathed in golden Angel Divine Light, his eyes looking down on everyone.
"Although the Federation is corrupt, it is still a creation of 'Heaven.' How could a mere child like you possibly comprehend the depth of its millennia-old foundation?"
"We didn't want to use this power. Because it's a treasure belonging to the whole world, and every bit used is a bit less."
"But... since you're determined to destroy this world, don't blame us for being impolite."
"Do it!"
At a command.
The nine false gods attacked simultaneously.
The golden Angel Holy Sword, the blue Sea God Trident, the dark red Asura 'Demon Scythe, the seven-colored Dragon God's claws...
Nine completely different, yet equally devastating attacks instantly blocked all of Huo Yuhao's escape routes.
"You want to kill me? Not so easy!"
Huo Yuhao roared and threw the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus into the air without hesitation. His Divine Power surged wildly, attempting to detonate the world-destroying Hong Lian and perish together with these old monsters!
However.
"Certainly."
The elderly man at the head of the group simply uttered a single word.
A colorless and transparent power shot out from the Divine Pillar behind him, arriving first and instantly enveloping the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus that had just begun to bloom with red light.
That was the power of " Negation " left behind by Xuan Ming.
"Zzz--"
There was no explosion, no fire, not even a sound.
The Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, powerful enough to flatten half of Mingdu, was wiped away the moment it came into contact with this power, as if by an invisible hand.
The underlying laws collapsed instantly, the violent energy was forcibly suppressed and decomposed, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke, dissipating into the air.
Annihilation.
Utter annihilation.
"What?!"
Huo Yuhao was completely dumbfounded.
His trump card, his last resort, was just... gone?
It didn't even make a sound?
"Human wisdom, after all, has its limits."
The old man looked at Huo Yuhao with disdain, "This lotus flower is indeed exquisite, even touching the edge of the laws. But in the face of true 'Heaven' power, it is still just a joke."
"Now, it's your turn."
"Boom--!!!"
Nine torrents of Divine Power power converged, transforming into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, and slammed down on the mecha named " Dark Blood Demon ".
"Click--"
Even with the Deep Sea Crystal as its core, even with a defensive shield of the Sea God level.
Faced with this attack, the once invincible mech was as fragile as paper.
The shield shattered, the armor cracked, and the massive fuselage was slammed into the ground, creating a crater hundreds of meters deep.
"Puff--"
Inside the cockpit, Huo Yuhao coughed up a mouthful of blood; countless bones in his body were broken.
despair.
A profound sense of despair.
He lay in the shattered cockpit, looking through the cracks at the nine figures high above in the sky, feeling utterly powerless.
He had planned everything, prepared everything.
They even considered their own lives as a possibility.
But he never expected that these shameless old bastards would actually be able to use that legendary Divine Pillar left behind by "Heaven"!
It was a system established to benefit all living beings; it was the cornerstone for maintaining the operation of the world.
Now, however, it has become a butcher's knife for this group of vested interests to maintain their rule and suppress change!
How ironic...
Huo Yuhao gave a bitter smile, his vision beginning to blur.
" Xuan Ming... when you built all of this, did you ever imagine that one day it would turn out like this?"
"If Heaven had feelings, it too would grow old..."
"But what if... were blind that day?"
Chapter 524 Spear of Heaven
"Heavens... what if I were blind?"
Huo Yuhao's blood-stained murmur didn't travel far across the deathly silent battlefield before it was completely drowned out by a sudden, earth-shattering shriek.
Just as the nine arrogant, resurrected false gods were gathering their second round of divine punishment, preparing to completely annihilate Huo Yuhao and this last Core Flame resistance—
The sky changed color.
The sky, which had been painted with vibrant colors by the nine Divine Pillar, lost all its colors in an instant, leaving only a chilling, seemingly frozen crimson—a color that seemed to have stood still for millions of years.
"BOOM--!!!"
A streak of crimson lightning ripped through the sky, followed by a spear, carrying a terrifying force capable of piercing stars, plummeting straight down from the center of the crimson vortex!
That's neither ordinary iron nor soul-guided metal.
The spear was a dark, blood-red color, and its shaft was covered with dense, lifelike dragon scale patterns.
Every dragon scale seemed to breathe, tremble, and exude an ancient, desolate, and extremely violent aura of slaughter.