This made Jiang Hai's face even more gloomy. He suddenly threw a punch at the Heart of Heavenly Punishment, now seriously suspecting that the Heart of Heavenly Punishment was toying with him.
The senior who gave the Jiang family the Yin-Yang Heavenly Punishment Talisman and the Heart of Heavenly Punishment years ago is toying with him.
What do you mean, "No matter who it is"? Anyone planted with the Yin-Yang Heavenly Punishment Talisman will be controlled? Isn't that nonsense? Even Gu Yu couldn't control it, and you're telling me it doesn't matter who it is?
That old bastard, he might just be a conman.
As Jiang Hai cursed inwardly, an old man sweeping the floor suddenly sneezed several times.
Achoo... Achoo...
"Which bastard dares to curse me?" The old sweeper was furious, but after a moment of calculation, his face returned to calm. "Luckily, I had a backup plan back then, otherwise all my plans would have been in vain. Hmph! You think I gave you these things so you could control him? Hmph! You dare to curse me? If I weren't temporarily unable to leave, I would have slapped you to death."
As the Yin-Yang Heavenly Punishment Talisman calmed down, Gu Yu's expression improved. He slowly opened his eyes, somewhat bewildered.
Seeing that Gu Yu had recovered, Zhang Tianling looked into the distance.
"Teacher, is it absolutely necessary to go?" Zhang Huangling asked Zhang Tianling.
“Hmm!” Zhang Tianling nodded. “There’s a deficiency in the Thunder Law. Even if I don’t go, my time is running out. I might as well do something, so as not to waste my life as a Chinese.”
As soon as Zhang Tianling finished speaking, lightning surged around him, and he vanished from his spot.
Just as the Seraph's sword of judgment was about to strike Pulghi's head, a violent thunderbolt swept in, forcing the Seraph's spirit to retreat repeatedly.
"Who goes there?" Percy sensed a dangerous aura and immediately looked in the direction from which the lightning was sweeping.
"Pope, Percy, how dare you come to my China!" Zhang Tianling exuded thunderous aura. Although he was old, he was tall and imposing at this moment.
"Are you a Celestial Master?" Percy frowned as he looked at Zhang Tianling. "Wasn't it you who killed the Grand Paladin of my Holy Light Church back then?"
“I don’t remember, but I did kill quite a few traitors who invaded China,” Zhang Tianling said.
"Hmph!" Percy snorted coldly upon hearing Zhang Tianling's words. "Then you'll stay here today too!"
“What’s wrong with staying here? This is Chinese territory, and I am a Chinese.” After Zhang Huangling finished speaking, the lightning around him instantly turned from white to purple.
"Everyone knows that the thunder magic of my Longhu Mountain is powerful, but no one knows that this thunder magic only has ten levels. No matter how you cultivate it, you can only cultivate it to the peak of the Emperor Realm. I have been studying it, even using my lifespan to calculate what the eleventh level is, but unfortunately I have never found the answer. Although I have some guesses in my heart, I have never dared to try, because I only have one chance. If I succeed, I will become a true god; if I fail, I will perish. Today you have offended my China, and I can't care about anything else. This has given me the courage to try." Zhang Tianling said calmly.
At this moment, the white lightning around him had completely transformed into purple lightning, and a violent aura made the space hum.
"Sword of Judgment, slash!" The Seraphim's primordial spirit suddenly swung its sword, slashing towards Zhang Tianling.
"Judgment? Heh..." Looking at the sword of judgment coming towards him, Zhang Tianling's face showed disdain. "How can my great China be judged by a mere angel like you? I'll show you what true judgment is, what true thunder magic is."
Purple light suddenly appeared in Zhang Tianling's eyes, and countless purple lightning bolts filled the void. A lightning primordial spirit appeared behind Zhang Tianling.
Thor's appearance was accompanied by the roar and tremors of heaven and earth. His body was ten zhang tall, like a majestic giant, standing above the clouds, overlooking all things in the world. His skin was dyed a deep purple by the power of lightning, shimmering with a dazzling luster, as if every inch of his skin contained endless energy.
His muscles were clearly defined, strong and powerful, and every breath he took seemed to unleash a storm. He held a massive thunder axe, its blade formed from condensed lightning, radiating a scorching and majestic aura.
His eyes flashed with the light of lightning, deep and bright, as if they could see through all illusions.
Faced with the incoming sword of judgment, Thor immediately swung his thunder axe to meet it. With each swing of the thunder axe, the space itself seemed to tremble, and the power of the thunder seemed capable of cleaving through any obstacle.
boom……………
The Sword of Judgment clashed with the Thunder Axe, causing the surrounding space to tremble. The Seraphim's primordial spirit was instantly engulfed by the power of thunder, and his golden holy light was immediately stained with purple lightning.
The Seraphim trembled violently, the purple lightning causing him great discomfort, while Percy's expression also turned grim.
"The Holy Book, the Holy Light." The Holy Book in Percy's hand reappeared above the Seraphim's head, and a dazzling golden light immediately emanated from it, dispelling the purple lightning that had been engulfing the Seraphim.
The next second, Percy's gaze sharpened as the Seraphim, wielding the Sword of Judgment, relentlessly attacked Thor's primordial spirit.
Thor, wielding his thunder axe, instantly countered, and their battle reached a fever pitch. Thor was enveloped in purple lightning, each swing of his axe carrying devastating power. Meanwhile, the Seraphim, wielding the Sword of Judgment and bathed in golden holy light, wielded the sword with a righteous judgment that was impossible to look directly at.
Their figures clashed, lightning and holy light collided, erupting in dazzling light. Each of their attacks caused the surrounding space to tremble, as if to tear the entire area apart. Purple lightning and golden holy light intertwined in the air, creating magnificent and breathtaking scenes.
Thor's thunder axe clashed with the Seraph's sword of judgment in mid-air, producing a deafening metallic clang. Each collision caused them to stagger back slightly, only to be followed by a renewed charge. Their eyes were resolute and fanatical, as if they were determined to utterly defeat each other.
In this fierce battle, Thor's thunderous power and the Seraph's holy light canceled each other out, neither able to gain the upper hand. Their figures moved swiftly through the air, sometimes separating, sometimes colliding, each clash making the surrounding air even hotter and more oppressive.
At this moment, the Golden-Winged Roc Armor was supporting Huangfu Kui and Puerji. They were shocked by the scene of the battle before them.
Kyle and Miyamoto were equally terrified as they watched this scene.
Everyone says that the peak of the Emperor Realm is the strongest combat power in the world, but compared to the two in front of them, they are simply not good enough.
At this moment, the bear that Pulgiri had ridden over hid far away, his eyes filled with fear.
The accounts portray humans as weak and vulnerable, which is utterly deceptive. In his eyes, Pulgiri was an invincible force, even leaving him with psychological trauma. But compared to the two before him, what were they? Thinking back to when the Source Gate opened, he even wanted to unify humanity and enslave them—wasn't that just wishful thinking?
It was somewhat fortunate that it had encountered Purgi back then; if it had encountered the two before it, it would probably be ashes by now.
It originally harbored rebellious thoughts, thinking it should endure the humiliation and wait for an opportunity to settle scores. But now those thoughts have been completely dispelled. It now longs to run up to those two humans and say, "I am willing to serve as their mount for generations and will never rebel."
“No, the old Celestial Master’s cultivation level has not reached the demigod level, but is only at the peak of the Emperor Realm. It’s impossible for him to be this strong.” Huangfu Kui noticed something was wrong.
Yes, the Old Celestial Master is very strong, stronger than him, but it's impossible for him to contend with a true demigod.
“Thunder Technique, eleventh level,” Li Shanpo suddenly murmured. “Success means becoming a true god, failure means annihilation. Is the Old Celestial Master preparing to…”
Huangfu Kui's expression immediately changed. They had already guessed what the old Celestial Master was going to do, and that it was simply impossible.
At this moment, Bo Xi's eyes were filled with even greater shock. With his demigod cultivation and the use of a semi-divine artifact, he was still unable to gain the upper hand against Zhang Tianling. This was impossible. Zhang Tianling did not have any divine artifacts, much less semi-divine artifacts.
Boom boom boom………………
The primordial spirits of Thor and Seraphim continued to collide, each collision seemingly shattering the void.
"Thunder Technique, Thunderous Might!" Zhang Tianling's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the thunder around the Thunder God's primordial spirit exploded out instantly, causing the thunder axe in his hand to grow several times larger.
"The Last Judgment." Faced with the overwhelming thunder, Percy's pupils contracted, and the sword of judgment in the Seraph's hand suddenly erupted with a world-destroying power, and the sword of judgment also grew several times larger.
A sword and an axe, holy light and lightning, collided instantly, and a dazzling light swept out.
Click...
At the center of the collision, several tiny cracks suddenly appeared in space, but they returned to normal in an instant.
The Seraph's primordial spirit and the Thor's primordial spirit were suddenly sent flying backward.
The Seraphim returned to Percy's back, and Thor's spirit also returned to Zhang Tianling's back; both of their bodies trembled simultaneously.
"Such powerful lightning magic. If you truly mastered the eleventh level, even a true god descending wouldn't be able to harm you." At this moment, Percy's eyes no longer held contempt for Zhang Tianling, but instead held solemnity.
“Heh…” Zhang Tianling chuckled coldly, “The moment you set foot on Chinese soil, you were destined to be buried in China.”
"Thunder Technique, Purple-Gold Thunder!" The next second, the thunder on the Thunder God's primordial spirit erupted violently once more, the purple thunder rumbling and then transforming into countless purple dragons that swept towards Percy.
"It seems I won't be able to defeat you today without going all out," Percy murmured. Then, the holy book above the Seraphim's head opened instantly, and holy golden light swept out.
With a wave of his hands, a golden throne suddenly appeared behind the Seraph. It was the Pope's Throne, also a semi-divine artifact.
"Radiant Amplification." With a flick of his hand, the papal throne behind the Seraphim's primordial spirit suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, and the aura emanating from both Percy and the Seraphim instantly intensified.
"Radiant Angels, Sword of Judgment, clones!" Instantly, countless phantoms of seraphim appeared before Percy, wielding swords of judgment and sweeping towards the charging purple dragon.
boom……………
Countless explosions rang out, and at that moment, countless dense cracks appeared in the space. These cracks were much larger than before, and although the space had the power to repair itself, it could not be repaired in a short time.
The Thunder Purple Dragon was instantly annihilated by countless angelic phantoms, which then merged into one and appeared before Zhang Tianling in an instant, whereupon the Sword of Judgment slashed down.
Thor's primordial spirit instantly swung the thunder axe in his hand and rushed forward.
Boom... Crack...
The sword of judgment slashed through the thunder axe, cleaving it in two. The sword then struck Thor, cutting into him from the shoulder down to his chest.
puff…………
At this moment, Zhang Tianling spat out a mouthful of blood, his primordial spirit was injured, which severely damaged him.
"Today, I will avenge the Grand Paladin Commander." Percy's eyes returned to disdain as he looked at Zhang Tianling, whom he had severely injured.
"Two and a half divine artifacts, damn it!" Li Shanpo said angrily when he saw Zhang Tianling severely injured.
Both of Percy's semi-divine artifacts have the effect of amplifying combat power. Without these two semi-divine artifacts, he would not be a match for Zhang Tianling.
“Hehe…” Zhang Tianling sneered, “I’m still a little reluctant. My disciple will be all alone from now on.”
A hint of longing appeared in Zhang Tianling's eyes as he looked at Bo Xi. Suddenly, the severely injured Thunder God's primordial spirit began to shatter and slowly converge into his body.
"What exactly is the eleventh level of Thunder Law?" Zhang Tianling murmured. At this moment, as the Thunder God's primordial spirit shattered and gradually merged into his body, his aura suddenly surged. Even the purple lightning around him changed, turning red.
"Thunder Technique, Eleventh Level, Crimson Sky Divine Thunder!" Zhang Tianling suddenly shouted. As his entire Thunder God Primordial Spirit disappeared, his aura reached an unprecedented level of terror. Even with the support of two semi-divine artifacts, and even with the cultivation of a demigod like Bo Xi, he was suppressed by this aura and even felt a sense of suffocation.
"Haha..." Zhang Tianling was bathed in red lightning and was somewhat frantic. "Eleventh level, this method can indeed reach the eleventh level. It's a pity that there is only one chance. It's still not right."
"But that's enough, Percy. It's your honor to die at the eleventh level of the Thunder Law." Zhang Tianling's gaze fell on Pope Percy, and instantly countless red lightning bolts appeared out of thin air, completely surrounding Pope Percy and his primordial spirit, the Seraphim.
Percy immediately felt a strong sense of unease. This red lightning had surpassed the power that a demigod could possess; it was a power that only a true god could have. His pupils widened in disbelief at what was happening before his eyes.
"Crimson Heaven Divine Thunder, a thunderous roar!" Zhang Tianling waved his hand, and the thunder began to rage violently, causing the encircled Posey to convulse.
"The Papal Throne, the Holy Book, and the Radiant Protection." The Seraphim's primordial spirit, along with the Holy Book and the Papal Throne, simultaneously emitted a dazzling golden light, instantly enveloping Percy within it.
The crimson lightning instantly swept towards Percy, creating a deafening, earth-shattering sound.
Rumble... Crack...
The surrounding void instantly shattered, and countless spatial rifts filled the surroundings in an instant.
At this moment, the red lightning around Zhang Tianling suddenly dissipated, and even his aura gradually weakened. The aftershocks of energy swept towards him. Just then, a figure appeared, grabbed Zhang Tianling, and then with a wave of his hand, took Huangfu Kui, Li Shanpo, and Puerji away and retreated.
Nakair and Miyamoto had no time to escape and were directly engulfed by the aftershocks. The crimson lightning in the aftershocks instantly turned them into ashes. The two peak Emperor Realm experts died just like that.
"Mo Shougui, why didn't you make a move sooner?" The group retreated over a thousand miles before stopping, and the distant void where they had just left turned completely red.
Huangfu Kui looked at Mo Shougui, who was leading them away, and questioned him.
They knew very well what had happened: the old Celestial Master was going to die. He had destroyed his own primordial spirit, allowing his thunder magic to reach the eleventh level, but it was like a fleeting moment of brilliance, a brief moment of glory, but at the cost of his life.
"Sigh!" Mo Shougui ignored Huangfu Kui's question and sighed as he looked at Zhang Tianling, whose vitality was fading and who was getting older.
"You knew this would happen! Why did you still take action?" Mo Shougui asked.
"Hehe... People! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and tried it myself, I would always have been hoping for the best. I wouldn't have lived much longer. If I hadn't tried, I would have regretted it even more when I was about to die. What if he succeeded?" Zhang Tianling said with a grin, but then he coughed violently, spitting out mouthfuls of blood and bits of flesh.
"If the primordial spirit is shattered and melted, can it still live?" A trace of sadness appeared on Mo Shougui's old face. Yes! If Zhang Tianling said that his method was like this, how could he agree?
“Hehe… Legend has it that to break through to the Ancestral Realm, one must break the primordial spirit and merge it back into the physical body, right?” Zhang Tianling said. “Human bodies are weak. To enter the Spine Realm, one needs to condense the primordial spirit. Although one can condense a powerful primordial spirit, it also sows the seeds of future trouble. The primordial spirit is difficult to return to its original form and becomes an external force.”
"Legends are just legends! Besides, even breaking through to the Divine Realm is difficult, so how could one possibly reach the Ancestral Realm?" Mo Shougui supported Zhang Tianling, tears welling up in his eyes. "Old friend! Our generation is all dead, only you and I are left. Now you're leaving too, what will I do then!"
"Hehe... Everyone has to die. I've lived long enough. It's just a pity about my disciple. He'll be all alone from now on. Sigh!" Zhang Tianling sighed, his voice already somewhat weak.
"Sigh!" Upon hearing Zhang Tianling's words, Mo Shougui sighed. The next second, the figures of the group suddenly blurred and disappeared from the spot. When they reappeared, they had already arrived in Mo City.
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