Zhuge Hongjing's Trump Card

Zhuge Hongjing raised his head, gazing proudly at his own Creation World Creation World, and the deity within it—the noble golden dragon.

He then shifted his gaze from the golden dragon to Shen Hui, his eyes showing no fear or contempt, only caution and high fighting spirit.

Being from the same era, and with such a powerful background, he was determined to see just how different he was from Shen Hui!

All eyes were on the two of them. Shen Hui looked at Zhuge Hongjing and gave him an affirmative smile.

Since he said that, he must have some tricks up his sleeve.

Although President Fan Hao had already announced the end of the competition, he was watching with great interest and did not intervene.

The others naturally wouldn't try to stop it.

Zhuge Hongjing, with a solemn expression, spoke softly, "Emperors of the past dynasties, Seed of Fortune, bloom!"

As he finished speaking, Zhuge Hongjing, as the creator, mobilized a special entity within the Creation World.

In the Great Qian Empire, the current emperor immediately led several personal guards toward the most heavily guarded part of the palace.

There stands a house here, surrounded by open space, as if it were deliberately secluded, forming a stark contrast with the magnificent buildings around it.

But the large characters on the plaque above the entrance reveal the extraordinary nature of this place— Shrine of Successive Generations.

It is not the ancestral hall of a single emperor, but rather the burial place of every emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Today, when the emperors of the Great Qian Dynasty enter the ancestral hall, their personal guards stand watch outside the door.

After burning three incense sticks in the ancestral hall, the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty walked into a hidden tunnel to the side.

After walking up a long, narrow staircase, I arrived at a dark basement.

A faint stench of decay permeated the air, and many withered, vine-like things spread across the ground, reaching into the darkness.

The Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty looked with a respectful expression into the indistinct darkness.

He then pulled out a delicate little knife from his waist, made a gentle cut on his palm, and bright red blood immediately flowed from the wound.

It dripped down from the base of his thumb, landing on the withered vines.

The blood that fell onto the vines was absorbed directly, causing a dramatic change.

The vine was like a transparent pipe, emitting clusters of golden light that moved deeper into the tunnel.

Each drop of blood was a ball of golden light, and they all eventually converged in the center of the basement.

Then a great light shone brightly, and the blinding golden light covered the entire basement. Finally, the point where the light converged was revealed, and in the center of the basement, there was the shape of a tree.

The dense vines covering the ground were all connected to the tree beneath them; those weren't vines at all, they were the tree's root system.

These roots also undergo a complete transformation at this time, with the outer layer of dry skin peeling off and turning back into a vibrant root system.

Then the golden light began to recede, and the tree in the center of the light gradually revealed its form.

From bottom to top, in addition to the root system that covers the entire basement, the thick tree trunk has a special texture that looks like scales.

The branches at the top are forked and have a unique shape, resembling a claw.

There were no leaves on it, but several round objects were hanging there.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be solemn, regal-looking, and perfectly formed human heads with their eyes closed!

Furthermore, they all look remarkably alike, including the current Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, who is now standing in the basement and bears a striking resemblance to them.

The Great Qian Emperor looked respectfully at the gnomon with the human head on it and said respectfully, "Father, ancestors of all generations."

These are actually the heads of all the emperors of the Great Qian Dynasty, all attached to this tree that resembles a dragon's claw.

As the golden light completely receded and disappeared, the heads seemed to come alive, moving their mouths and slowly opening their eyes.

However, the eyes that opened were all bloody holes, and the eyes themselves had disappeared.

But then all the revived heads looked up.

Although they have no eyes, they seem to see through layers of ceilings and through the soil, directly gazing at the Divine Dragon of Fortune that roams the skies above their world and the battlefields of the world.

The golden Divine Dragon of Fortune seemed to sense something as well, and at this moment it let out a roar. The Unspeakable divine erosion and suppression from the unknown darkness were greatly reduced.

Immediately, golden rays of light shot out from the bloody holes in the heads of those emperors of past dynasties. These rays contained a powerful Power of National Fortune, accumulated from each successive generation of the Great Qian Dynasty.

This golden Power of National Fortune penetrated all barriers, pierced the sky, and merged with the Divine Dragon of Fortune outside.

From the outside view, it appeared that this was after Zhuge Hongjing muttered something under his breath.

From his Creation World, golden pillars of light, filled with the Power of Fortune Power of National Fortune, immediately entered the golden dragon deity.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately looked as if they had just realized what was happening.

"Damn, I didn't expect that the gods created by Zhuge Hongjing hadn't even unleashed their full power yet, and that there were still things in his Creation World that could replenish the gods!"

"This move was unexpected. The power of gods is accumulated over a long period of time and cannot change much in a short period of time. Zhuge Hongjing's ability to do this must be related to his unique Creation World."

"In a life-or-death duel where both sides are evenly matched, this move could completely wipe out the opponent's Creation World before they even have a chance to react!"

"That makes sense, but Zhuge Hongjing's move will definitely come at a price. Is it worth it for a competition where he has already secured a spot?"

"Hmph, you don't understand. No wonder your Creation World can't improve."

"I wonder how much the enhancement to the deity will be achieved, and whether Shen Hui can defend against it?"

Shen Hui was somewhat surprised by this scene; he hadn't expected that Zhuge Hongjing's deity could play like this.

Previously, when facing the Laughing Moon God, he had never used this move in a life-or-death situation.

It seems to have been created recently, or perhaps it was created some time ago but has only recently made substantial progress and become usable.

For the first time, Shen Hui also became interested in the current competition. Just how much could the strength of Zhuge Hongjing's deity increase?

Those beams of light continued to merge into the Divine Dragon of Fortune, Divine Power to surge.

Moreover, the golden dragon's form also changed; its size began to increase, and the dragon scales on its body became even shinier and harder.

Golden flames blazed from the four dragon claws, instantly incinerating the surrounding darkness...