Sudden Upheaval: Xuanjie Dies
The Divine Kingdom Prototype sounds extraordinary.
He had never even heard of the Heart of Ten Thousand Gods.
There is a main eye for the earth veins, and there is also an eye for the Immortal Vein, but the power of billions of faiths cannot be accumulated in a short period of time.
"Alright, let's leave it at that for now." He shook his head, no longer insisting.
A level 10 Gods' Hall is sufficient to handle the current situation.
Soon, the move-in arrangements were all settled.
The Higher God occupied a side hall by themselves, the Middle God shared a room with one other person, Lower God lived in the side halls on both sides of the main temple.
All the gods were assigned duties according to their abilities, and each performed his or her own duties.
The once somewhat deserted temple of the gods gradually became lively due to the arrival of many deities.
Soon, deities began practicing at the God-Praying Altar, and others preached in the temple. Disciples took turns coming to listen and learned, benefiting greatly from their teachings.
Li Yunjing stood at the entrance of the temple, gazing at the spiritual light flowing within, a slight smile playing on his lips.
This temple will become a crucial cornerstone for the Luozhen Sect in its fight against the God-Slaying Tribulation.
He believed that before long, even more gods would come drawn by the life force.
Unlike the flourishing of the Luozhen Sect, the atmosphere in the Primordial Beginning Valley deep in the Great Wilderness had long been extremely oppressive.
The War God Xuanjie, is starting to act strangely.
This veteran war god, who followed Haoyang down from the High Antiquity Divine Court, was known for his boundless energy. He practiced battle formations and honed his combat skills every day without ever getting tired.
But lately, he often stays alone in the temple, staring blankly at the wall, his eyes vacant, and it takes several calls for him to respond.
The gods assumed it was due to the increasing intensity of the Tribulation Power affecting their divine bodies and didn't take it too seriously.
After all, no one is feeling good; it's just a matter of degree.
On this day, the Lower God Wine Old Man brought two jars of divine brew to seek a drink from the War God Xuanjie.
Despite his weak strength, the Wine Old Man brewed a delicious divine wine that was highly favored by Xuanjie.
Therefore, Xuanjie took good care of him, and the two were always close.
"Brother Xuanjie, are you home?" The Wine Old Man smiled as he pushed open the palace door. "I've gotten some High Antiquity wine; let's have a drink."
The hall was dark, with no lights on.
Xuanjie stood with his back to the entrance in the center of the hall, motionless, like a statue.
"Brother Xuanjie?" The Wine Old Man sensed something was wrong, put down his wine jar, stepped forward, and patted him on the shoulder. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The moment his hand touched Xuanjie's shoulder, Xuanjie suddenly turned his head.
His eyes were completely black, devoid of any emotion.
"Ha." Before the Wine Old Man could react, Xuanjie suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck.
"Uh, Xuan, Xuanjie... you..." The Wine Old Man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he struggled desperately.
However, in the face of Middle God like Xuanjie, he, a Lower God, had no power to resist at all.
With a sharp crack, the Wine Old Man's neck was snapped.
Xuanjie opened his mouth and inhaled at the wine old man's divine body, swallowing the Wine Old Man's divine body and soul in one gulp.
After swallowing the divine body, Xuanjie Jie's aura began to surge.
He broke through the bottlenecks from the Middle God and soared to the Higher God.
However, his divine body was also rapidly collapsing, with countless fine cracks appearing on his skin, golden divine blood seeping out, and his entire aura becoming frantic and chaotic.
"Roar!!" Xuanjie Jie let out a roar that was not human, the sound waves shaking the entire temple.
He suddenly rushed out of the palace gate and killed anyone he saw.
The disciples of the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect were caught off guard and fell in droves.
Screams, explosions, and the sound of houses collapsing instantly echoed throughout the entire Primordial Beginning Valley.
"Enemy attack?!"
"It's the War God Xuanjie! What happened to him?!"
"Help!"
"..."
Upon hearing the news, the gods of the Heavenly Hao Alliance rushed to the scene. Seven or eight gods immediately joined forces to set up Heavenly Net and Earthly Web Formation to trap Xuan Xuanjie.
However, Xuanjie's battle prowess after going berserk was terrifying. He swept his black iron spear horizontally, and black battle energy tore through the sky.
Bang! The formation shattered instantly.
The gods all let out a muffled groan and were sent flying backward, their divine bodies damaged.
"How can it be so strong?" Primordial Lord Bi Shui's face turned pale.
As fellow Middle God, Xuanjie's strength wasn't much greater than hers, but this...
"It's the Tribulation Power." The Hundred Herbs Old Immortal's face was solemn, and his hands were trembling.
"The Tribulation Power catalyzed his divine body, forcibly unleashing all his potential, but this is an overdraft; he can't sustain it for long."
"We have to hold them off even if we can't hold them off for long! If we let him keep killing, the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect will be wiped out!" another deity shouted sternly.
The gods nodded, and then each used their Divine Ability to pounce on them again.
Elders from the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect who rushed to the scene upon hearing the news also joined the battle.
The Xuanjie Xuan Jie was fearless and ruthless; wherever his spear passed, gods and Buddhas alike were killed.
In a short while, two more Lower God were injured, three elders of the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect died, and countless disciples were killed or injured.
The entire Primordial Beginning Valley was transformed into a living hell; palaces collapsed, mountain walls crumbled, and the ground cracked open with enormous ravines.
The foundation built up over a long period of time was rapidly destroyed in the flames of war.
Just when the gods were about to give up, boom! A golden flame shot into the sky, illuminating the dark valley.
Heavenly Lord Haoyang, clad in a golden-red divine robe and wielding the Blazing Sun Divine Spear, slowly ascended into the sky. Solar Golden Flame burned fiercely around him, and his oppressive aura pressed down like a mountain.
"Useless." He coldly looked down at the frenzied Xuanjie, his eyes filled with no trace of past affection, only icy disgust.
"Big Brother!" Primordial Lord Bi Shui cried out as if she had seen a savior. "Quickly, subdue him! He's being controlled by the Tribulation Power!"
Haoyang didn't say anything. He picked up his gun and swooped down.
Golden gunfire ripped through the sky, like a falling sun.
Xuanjie sensed the threat, abruptly raised his head, and met the attack with his spear.
Clang!!
The sound of metal clashing was deafening.
The terrifying shockwave spread outwards, and the mountain peaks on both sides of the valley were directly sheared off in half.
The two fought from the sky to the ground, from inside the valley to outside.
Wherever it passed, mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and everything dissolved.
The foundation of the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect was largely destroyed in the battle between the two great gods.
After fighting for nearly an hour, Xuanjie's berserk power gradually weakened, his divine body began to collapse, and his movements slowed down.
Haoyang seized the opening, and the golden flames at the tip of his spear surged forth.
"Pierce the Sun!"
With a soft thud, the Blazing Sun Divine Spear pierced through Xuanjie's chest.
"Big... Brother..." The darkness in Xuanjie's eyes faded slightly, and a trace of clarity returned.
He looked at Haoyang, his lips moving as if he wanted to ask for help.
Haoyang remained expressionless and twisted his wrist.
Boom! Xuanjie's divine body exploded instantly, turning into countless golden fragments.
His soul and spirit were completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace of his spirit behind.
The battlefield fell silent instantly.
The gods felt a chill as they looked at Haoyang, who stood in the air holding a spear.
Xuanjie was Haoyang's old subordinate who had followed him since the High Antiquity Divine Court, with a friendship spanning tens of thousands of years, yet he was killed without hesitation.
They didn't even give him a chance to regain his senses.
Haoyang put away the divine spear and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed.
A jet-black Tribulation Power, like a venomous snake, burrowed into his body along the shaft of the Blazing Sun Divine Spear.
"Ugh." He groaned, and the golden flames around him suddenly surged, forcibly suppressing them.
"Big brother!" Primordial Lord Bi Shui rushed forward.
"It's alright." Haoyang's face was so gloomy it could drip water. "The Tribulation Power invaded my divine body while I was exhausted."
"I will be in seclusion to refine my Tribulation Power. Sect affairs will be temporarily under your command." He paused, his icy gaze sweeping over the assembled gods. "Keep a close eye on everyone. Anyone who dares to make a move will be killed without exception."
"Yes," Primordial Lord Bi Shui bowed in response.
Haoyang glanced deeply at the spot where Xuanjie had fallen, then turned and flew deep into the temple. The stone door slammed shut the next moment.