In an instant, two ripples appeared in Dian Jiuzhi's soul sea and quickly invaded his heart and soul.
"This emperor's gift is precious, but it requires no return from the world. However, this emperor's wrath is not something that a mortal spirit can bear, even if you have transformed into a high-level true god!"
The words of the Mist Emperor seemed to be spoken in the Judgment Hall, and he had nailed the other party under the scythe of the God of Death, as if he could end this cause and effect with just a wave of his hand.
Dian Jiuzhi felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Before he even started, he had completely lost his fighting spirit. The image of the Mist Emperor became taller and taller until it filled his entire mind and soul.
Although Dian Jiuzhi's state of mind had undergone a transformation before coming to the Zhetian Divine Kingdom, the fear of the Mist Emperor that was deeply buried in his heart had never been erased. It existed like the darkness in the deepest part of his heart. Now this seed of fear had taken root, sprouted, and grown vigorously, becoming an indelible nightmare in his heart.
Everyone has a natural curiosity and fear about the unknown. When it comes to things they cannot understand, they will use their superficial knowledge to fill in the gaps and try to get a reasonable explanation.
But the Mist Emperor in front of him was different. Everything about him could not be explained. Even if he racked his brains and used his most imaginative imagination to describe him, he could not write about one tenth of the source of his mystery.
"No! No! I don't want to die yet!" Uncontrolled words came out of Dian Jiuzhi's mouth in panic. This is the instinctive reaction of a person under extreme fear.
When these words came out, Dian Jiuzhi was stunned for a moment. He couldn't imagine that he would lose his composure like this. Not long ago, he was a newly promoted upper-level True God who looked down on everyone. Everyone could only let him do whatever he wanted. But now...
All this was just because of the appearance of the Mist Emperor. He was scared and terrified. It was not until this moment that Dian Jiuzhi realized that even if he became a higher true god, he could not be complacent. There were still people in this world that he could not understand and could not contend with.
"Isn't it a bit late to beg for mercy from me now? Weren't you so arrogant just now?" The Mist Emperor sneered, seeming to be very satisfied with the change in Dian Jiuzhi.
From the moment the Mist Emperor appeared until this moment, he had not used a single profound skill or utilized an ounce of profound power, yet he had already completely shattered Dian Jiuzhi's soul. The erosion of his fighting will had already foreshadowed the outcome of this battle.
Dian Jiuzhi did not refute a word. His knees seemed to have lost all strength and he knelt down on the ground. His desire to survive surpassed everything. As long as he could survive, even temporarily losing his dignity was not unacceptable.
"Very good. This emperor is very satisfied with your guilt. Considering your sincere apology, this emperor can forgive your crime of disrespect, but you still need to punish me slightly to let everyone know the price of offending this emperor!" The Emperor of Mist pardoned Dian Jiuzhi's death sentence, but still left a small punishment.
"You will kneel here for seven days and sincerely mourn for the deceased Huaxin God. This is the punishment you deserve."
The words of the Mist Emperor struck his heart directly. Dian Jiuzhi had never thought that the final punishment would be to mourn the God of Painting Heart. This seemed unreasonable... But he could not muster the slightest resistance in his heart. He only wanted to obey the orders of the Mist Emperor and complete his own redemption.
Just as Dian Jiuzhi was about to move in the direction of Shuangxi, intending to kowtow to the place where Hua Fuchen died, his pupils suddenly dilated. Dian Jiuzhi, who had been immersed in his own world, suddenly discovered that, apart from the figure of the Mist Emperor, he was surrounded by darkness and gray fog. There was no Zhetian Divine Kingdom, no Hua Caili, no Shen Wuyi...
It was as if these people and things did not exist at all. A feeling of emptiness instantly swept over his heart and soul. He seemed to understand something and struggled hard to break free.
A familiar extreme destructive force seemed to be approaching his body. Dian Jiuzhi's struggle became more and more intense. The strong desire to survive pushed aside everything and completely filled his heart and soul. At this moment, Dian Jiuzhi finally woke up.
It turned out that everything just now was an illusion... The fear of the Mist Emperor remained in his heart and soul. This seed became the key to tearing open Dian Jiuzhi's defenses. The power of the illusion instantly invaded him when he was the most vulnerable and helpless!
And more than one!
Not long ago, Yun Che appeared as the Mist Emperor. He used his spiritual power to infinitely amplify the effect of the Strange Dream Epiphyllum. Just a few words from the Mist Emperor poured Yun Che's hint into Dian Jiuzhi's mind.
The spiritual power that Yun Che unleashed this time far exceeded any previous times, because at the moment he appeared, the seventh level of the Heretic God Art was suddenly opened. This level had a power that surpassed all the previous levels. It was the power of "reversal", and even the way of heaven could be violated. Therefore, this final level was named "Heaven's Reversal"!
The first time Yun Che felt that he seemed to have enough ability to open the Heavenly Reversal Realm was when his cultivation entered the Divine Extreme Realm, when he was getting closer and closer to the limit of Demigod.
Each of the previous realms had given Yun Che the terrifying strength to fight across a greater realm. However, this time he had already stayed in the realm of the Ultimate Divine Realm for a long time. The several openings of the Divine Ashes had made him feel a huge bottleneck. If he wanted to break through to the realm of True God, it seemed that relying solely on the power of the Divine Ashes was far from enough.
Only by going against the will of heaven and defying the ways of heaven can one break free from the cage of worldly laws and achieve the myth of a true god. This requires the power to defy heaven.
It had been a year since Yun Che completely absorbed the thirteen True Divine Powers left behind by the Heavenly Star Divine Lord. At that time, his cultivation had broken through and reached the first level of the Divine Extreme Realm. Over the past year, the thought of attempting to open the seventh realm had repeatedly popped up in Yun Che's mind. He shared his feelings with Li Suo and Xia Qingyue. Li Su's advice to him was not to try, at least not in the short term, as it might cost him his life.
Before arriving at the Zhetian Divine Kingdom, Yun Che had already informed Li Suo and Xia Qingyue of his decision. This was because he could only win this battle and could not lose. He had no way out, so at this time, he chose to hold the initiative in his own hands.
The moment he opened the Tianni Realm, Yun Che felt his complete transformation. This was a leap from a mortal spirit to a True God. Tianni was able to use all the True God power absorbed from him for his own use. In other words, Yun Che's realm was directly raised from the first level of the Extreme Divine Realm to the realm of the Intermediate True God in an instant!
Such a leap in power is unprecedented and surpasses any previous one.
Beside Yun Che, Meng Jianxi appeared quietly. In the past three years, his spiritual practice had grown rapidly. With Yun Che's secret guidance, Meng Jianxi's practice of the Dreamweaver Divine Codex was much more efficient. In just three years, he had already mastered the art of the strange dream ephemeral flower.
Although Meng Jianxi's cultivation was not very high, and he was only a lower-level true god with the power of eight true gods, he would not lose to any god in the realm of spirit and soul. This was the power given to him by the Dreamweaver Divine Scripture.
Today, he and Yun Che simultaneously launched the strange dream ephemeral flower on Dian Jiuzhi, causing this upper-level True God to fall into a brief dream.
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