Chapter 209 God's Tomb Burns
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[This is probably the fastest game I have ever seen from start to finish in my life...]
[Wait, this isn't the player space? ]
[Fuck! This is the divine realm! ! ]
[Master Beauty? What the hell is going on? Why is there so much blood? ? ? ]
It only took a moment for Fu Yang to sense the situation and arrive there.
It was so short that Yuan Ji had just escaped from the divine realm and had just squatted down to feel the pulse of the person on the ground, but the air was still crushed and distorted.
He stood up suddenly and swung the sickle in his hand without hesitation.
The metal clanged against the obstacle and was then violently knocked away. The blade was deeply embedded in the ground, and the long handle even had seven or eight cracks on it at that moment.
【This outfit? ? 】
[Lord God? ! ! ]
【This guy is a fucking traitor! ! ! ! ! 】
Fu Yang stood on the hillside and looked down: "So it was you who took him away?"
no.
Because when he sensed it, Shi Yu was already here, and it was obviously the other party's own subjective decision that led him to come here.
Yuan Ji did not answer, but pulled out the black sickle at his feet and jumped up.
When the tip of the knife was about to chop down, the opponent slapped him with his palm, knocking him back dozens of meters away. Blood foam spurted out of his mouth and nose, and his breath instantly weakened.
The power of the main god is much stronger than that of the god in charge.
He wanted to stand up again, but Fu Yang didn't even look at him, and in an instant he was already at the bottom of the long steps.
Swing your arms and throw your fists.
The scene of that second was reflected on the retinas of all the creatures watching there. The god wearing a silver mask made a fatal judgment, and the humans on the ground were entangled in thorns. The deadly attack was like a rainbow piercing the sun, just a few inches away from the ground.
【? ! ! 】
【don't want--! ! ! 】
The flying dust in the sky was blown away by the strong wind, and Yuan Ji's figure suddenly froze in place.
The breath mixed in with the dust was too familiar, and the memory of the life-and-death encounter over a dozen years turned into a heavy hammer, hitting people's souls and making them tremble, almost making them cry.
The two palms in the center of the tombs intersected, like a frozen frame of a film, and the next moment the man who was blocking suddenly grabbed the wrist of the opponent above.
Shi Yu stretched out his right hand, and the overflowing power condensed instantly, like a sword drawn from its sheath, shooting straight into the opponent's heart with a bang.
Fu Yang was restrained in place by him and raised his hands to block him.
The divine power of the collision between the two sides turned into rolling air waves that spread in all directions, splitting the cracks in the ground, destroying the twisted locust trees, and splashing the black thorns. The cold air instantly covered the surrounding stone tablets with frost.
Fuyang's back hit the ground, and he turned over with his palms on the ground, breathing heavily. His eyes swept over the other person's body inch by inch, and suddenly laughed: "It turns out that even if I didn't come, you would still die."
The vitality in the other party was dissipating like the tide that was released from a dam. Every second that passed would cut off a bit of the remaining life. Yuan Ji could see it, and he could naturally see it too.
Shi Yu seemed not to have heard him. He stepped on the collapsed stone tablet and walked in front of him, with a divine light condensed in his palm again.
Fu Yang jumped up from the ground and retreated quickly, but the divine light shot towards him like a sharp blade that broke through the bamboo. His defense was torn apart in an instant, and his entire back was torn apart.
Just as Shi Yu was about to raise his hand, the ground beneath his feet began to shake.
Strong winds howled in the sky above the place in the entire divine realm that was said to be closest to the Netherworld. The God's Tomb Mountain suddenly collapsed, and cold, damp, and fishy odors rose from the ground and spread.
Shi Yu turned around suddenly and met a pair of scarlet eyes.
The lower half of the ghost's body was still hanging in the cracked ground. Suddenly, he turned over and jumped up from the bottom. His huge body, which was seven or eight meters tall, was completely exposed to the air. The rocks he raised fell like a rainstorm. His face was pale and black, and his fangs protruded, rising and falling with his breathing.
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[Ghosts? ?! ]
[The one in the legendary God's Domain? ? ]
[Why did this thing appear in the God Realm? ! ]
[I remember that the God's Tomb is adjacent to the Netherworld, right? Isn't it known as the place closest to the Netherworld? ]
[Besides, before the God Realm appeared, it seemed that this ghost god had not yet been born in our Netherworld? ? ]
[Fuck, I think I may have guessed why the Divine Domain APP only broadcasts live to our Netherworld...]
The monster obeys the orders of the current main god and appears when called. It suddenly raises its ghost claws and slaps down fiercely!
Shi Yu bent his waist, and at that moment his whole body jumped from the stone tablet into the air like a bowstring that was stretched and then released. The place where he was originally standing was smashed by the monster with a palm, creating a pit with a huge diameter, and dust rose into the sky.
A breath of ghostly air suddenly choked his lungs, the chill seeping into his bones, tearing at his flesh and blood, causing a salty and bitter taste to surge in his throat.
Shi Yu swallowed the blood in his throat and turned around amid the earth-shaking. Fu Yang, who was originally lying on the ground, had disappeared.
The monster in front of him took a big step forward and slapped down again with his huge claws!
Shi Yu did not dodge or evade, but faced the overwhelming shadow. Suddenly, he moved his lips and uttered a word: "Stop."
Suddenly, the trees were still, the wind stopped, the grass and trees froze in place, the overturned rocks hung upside down in the air, and the monster's earth-shaking roar came to an abrupt end at the highest point.
The pitch-black giant claw stopped just half an foot away from his forehead, as if it was trapped and frozen by the shackles of heaven and earth. The scarlet eyes stared straight at him, but did not move for a long time.
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[I’m stuck…? ]
[The woc world has paused! ! Aa ...
Shi Yu's eyelashes drooped, and a wooden hairpin suddenly slipped off her sleeve.
He met the scarlet but motionless eyes, and as the distance between him and the monster decreased by an inch, the wooden hairpin in his hand stretched out a little bit, until it stopped only three or four meters away from the monster.
The monster let out a harsh, anxious hiss as it struggled to break free from its confinement.
Shi Yu's fingertips were clasping the brown walnut wood pole. He suddenly raised his hand, pointed the tip of the wood at the monster's head, and threw the hairpin in his hand out.
The hairpin left her hand and made a fleeting shadow, and the space it passed through was almost shaken by a dark color of annihilation.
With a loud bang, the hairpin went straight through the monster's body. The tremendous force rushed through the monster's body, tearing its shell apart from the inside out, and crushing the monster's body into a blinding dust, which scattered on the sunken ground and turned into a mess in the strong wind.
Shi Yu bent down, picked up the hairpin, turned over and jumped off the hill.
Yuan Ji only saw the other person's figure gradually approaching and slowly stopping in front of him. His pants were stained with mud and blood from somewhere, and the elastic band was tied around his ankles.
Shi Yu lowered his eyes, drew a few strokes on the top of his head, and flicked a rune with his fingertips.
Yuan Ji regained the strength to stand up, and then he saw him retreating, and subconsciously reached out to grab him: "Where are you going?"
Shi Yu did not answer. The hairpin in her palm was suspended in the air, and the hairpin suddenly cut a narrow gap in the air as high as a person.
The crack widened suddenly.
Shi Yu exerted a little force and easily broke free from him, then turned around and stepped into the space crack.
Yuan Ji opened his eyes wide and rushed forward, but still failed to grab the other person's hand.
The space crack closed before his eyes.
The other end of the passage is connected to the temple.
There are formations around the hall. Shi Yu's current divine power only comes from the fragment less than three inches wide that he absorbed in the God's Tomb. If he wants to move forward, he can only walk inside.
Qin Jie was standing in front of the stone chamber at the end of the main hall. He was startled when he saw the person coming: "Sir?"
Fu Yang didn't even look at him. He continued to move forward and pushed open the door of the stone chamber.
The stairs meandered downwards, and the bottom floor was filled with floating balls of light. The divine power condensed after being taken out from the bodies of innate gods was extremely bright and pure.
The stone chamber was originally the place where he used to extract the divine power of the main god in Fuye Temple. Later, when Shi Yu was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison by him, he moved all the formations and tools to the main temple.
In the past, when he wanted to extract the divine power of the main god, he had to be cautious in his words and actions, and he had to proceed step by step. He had to be vigilant every minute and every second to avoid being discovered and exposed. He also had to spend a lot of time and effort to refine the extracted divine power until it could be integrated into his body.
Now that he has become the Lord God, his power alone is incomparable. The half of the Lord God's divine nature in his body gives him the power to change the world with a wave of his hand. He can easily strip away the divine power of others and use it for himself.
He had been here before to absorb the power of the group of gods in charge who had been imprisoned in the dungeon by him to take their blood. However, he suddenly sensed Shi Yu's location and left for the God's Tomb. He also wanted to kill the other party as soon as possible before his divine power revived.
If he forcibly absorbed the divine power in a mortal body, the opponent's death was inevitable, but he was worried that he would die as a result.
The other party won't let him go.
The divinity in their bodies is of the same origin, and no matter where he hides, he will be found by the other party.
He just had to wait.
As long as we wait until Shi Yu's vitality completely disappears...
As long as the other party dies...
He is the only main god.
Fu Yang took off his mask, grabbed a ball of light in the air, chewed it up and swallowed it.
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Shi Yu walked into the main temple.
When Qin Jie felt the presence behind him for the second time, he thought it was Fu Yang coming out. He turned around subconsciously and saw the person's face clearly.
He had never seen the true appearance of the Lord God back then, but he had seen Shi Yu's face in the system.
Qin Jie's hand suddenly trembled and the spirit stone fell to the ground.
Shi Yu heard the gurgling sound of the spirit stone and looked in his direction.
The look was actually indifferent and even strange.
Qin Jie was stunned, but before he could realize what was happening, the other party continued to move forward and put his hand on the handle of the stone chamber.
Shi Yu was unable to push open the stone door, so he placed his hand on the door and the divine power in his palm began to gather.
The stone broke in the middle and rolled down.
Shi Yu walked down the stairs and saw that the god inside had just swallowed the last ball of divine light.
Fu Yang had his back to him, his whole body bathed in the surging divine power. He didn't turn around until he put on his mask again, looking up at the man standing on the steps. He condensed a long sword in his palm and pointed it directly at his vital point: "You lost to me that year, and the result will be the same if you do it again."
Shi Yu walked down the last step and suddenly a gust of wind blew in front of him.
The sharp edge of the sword was against his neck, and the overflowing divine power followed the direction of the sword, easily cutting through the ironed skin of the human being.
Shi Yu stopped.
He didn't move forward, but the thin line of blood on his neck was still expanding, and drops of bright red blood were dripping down, quickly soaking his clothes.
"You can't kill me."
Fu Yang sneered: "Does this conflict with the fact that you are about to die?"
The current strength of the two is basically that neither can do anything to the other. As long as one of them consciously resists, the other will not be able to successfully take the other's life.
Fu Yang held the sword and moved closer: "I will take care of the God Realm. The only thing you need to do is to die cleanly."
Shi Yu said: "The way of heaven says that the Lord God cannot arbitrarily enslave the world. You have now violated the precepts."
Fu Yang tightened his grip little by little, his eyes beneath the mask as cold as ice: "Be fair and just, and uphold justice."
He sneered, "The Heavenly Dao can't do what it says. It's so biased. I was the most popular candidate among the villagers, and I was the most recommended candidate. But it was blind and let you sit on the position of the Lord God against all odds. This position should have been mine from the beginning! You are so shameless to steal my position and pretend to be a savior in front of me. I am just taking back what belongs to me. What right does it have to control me?!"
"So why don't you use your identity to become the Lord God?" Shi Yu's voice was even calm. "Is your own face so shameful?"
The sword light in Fu Yang's hand suddenly pressed down, but this time it was blocked by a strong force.
Shi Yu grasped the lightsaber formed by his divine power with one hand and said, "Because you are worried that the succession of the throne will cause unnecessary turmoil? Because you are afraid that your sudden rise to the throne will arouse doubts from other gods? Because you don't have the confidence that you can use your identity to win more prestige and faith in the hearts of the gods and people than mine, so you just impersonate me?"
The air flow in the dark room suddenly surged, and the divine power directly shattered the rotating stone steps above his head, and the fallen stones piled up behind him with a roar.
"Or maybe it's because it was me?" Shi Yu pushed away the sword light at her neck, her black hair blown by the wind, "Because pretending to be me to deceive others makes you feel very accomplished?"
Fu Yang said nothing, but the divine power was surging around him, revealing his master's tangled mind.
"Even if I'm the only one here now, you won't take off the mask?"
The moment the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly lifted the silver mask covering the opponent's eyes, and the ropes suddenly broke.
Fu Yang was caught off guard, the mask on his face fell off, and he almost subconsciously turned his head. The sword in his hand suddenly spread out and slashed towards him fiercely!
Shi Yu's eyes were filled with flashes of light, and the sound of bones and blood being torn apart could be clearly heard in his ears. His back hit the collapsed rocks, and the warm-colored wind lamp could not iron out the pale color of his lips.
His current situation is not good at all. How can a weak human body withstand such a huge power of the godhead? When it first entered his body, he still had enough strength to repair the scars caused by burns all the time, but as time went on, it could no longer keep up with the speed at which the godly power was wreaking havoc in his bones and blood.
The violent force crushed his internal organs, and the opponent's sword light fell on his body. He only had time to protect his heart and lungs, and the blood spurted out when he was pierced and splashed onto the ground.
Fu Yang didn't expect the other person's body to be so damaged. He was not easily angered, and his original rage had been quickly restrained after this. As he stepped forward, divine light condensed in his palm again: "Is this how you deal with me? One life in exchange for less than half an hour of divine power infusion?"
Shi Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly. She pressed one hand on her waist and abdomen, but bright red blood kept oozing out from between her fingers. The strength in her hands was getting weaker and weaker, and the temperature was losing uncontrollably.
"You are so stupid." Fu Yang's voice echoed in the stone chamber, "I had no intention of doing anything to you, but since you insisted on giving yourself to me, I don't mind helping you get rid of it in advance."
Even though he knew that Shi Yu was destined to die, if he could really kill the other person with his own hands, he would accept the offer no matter how many times.
He had wanted to do this a long time ago.
The divine light in Fu Yang's hand shot up into the sky, and in an instant, it slashed towards Shi Yu with overwhelming force!
The stone chamber collapsed, the lantern was flipped over and fell, and darkness suddenly fell everywhere.
Another divine light condensed in his palm, and when he was about to swing it out again, a hand reached out and accurately grasped his wrist bone.
The divine light in Fu Yang's palm suddenly dissipated, his expression changed slightly, and he backhandedly attacked the opponent.
In the darkness, only a "puff" sound was heard as the cold energy entered the body. Shi Yu did not try to dodge and took the attack head-on. When he got closer, the wooden hairpin was wrapped up by the majestic divine power and shot towards the opponent's face.
The divine power collided violently, and the ripples in the air shattered the gray stone wall. The ground under their feet sank, and the two men fell into a deep pit, and their bodies hit the hard ground.
Blood splattered on the stone, gushing out in clumps, staining the cuffs of both men red.
Both of Fu Yang's palms were pierced by the hairpin, and his pupils trembled almost imperceptibly: "You are crazy! How dare you... How dare you self-ignite your godhood?!"
The godhood of the chief god and the godhood of ordinary gods and people are two different things. The latter is just an energy body condensed from the divine power they absorb from the air, while the former is an innate spiritual creature. They have their own lives and thoughts. Even if they live in other people's bodies for many years, they never share the same fate with the host.
Just like when the previous owner of the godhead of the main god died, they naturally fell into the mortal world and looked for the next host.
Even if a god dies, his godhead will not perish.
But if the god loses his divinity, he will surely die.
That's why Fu Yang dug out the entire bloody divine nature from Shi Yu's body.
“Do you know that you will be punished by heaven for intentionally destroying the divine nature? Do you know that once the divine nature is completely burned, you will be deprived of the qualifications for reincarnation?!”
Shi Yu shackled his body, imprisoning himself and the other party in the collapsed ruins in a completely suicidal posture. The raging fire ignited by the divinity rose up in his body, burning his heart, lungs, tendons and bones. He let the other party scream until he was hoarse, and he never responded.
"Why do you... I was the one that everyone recognized as having the best image. Why did Heaven give you the Lord God? Why do I have to rely on the power you brought to me to get the position of Lord God? Why do I have to rely on you to survive? Why do you want to destroy my success now that I have finally succeeded?"
Fu Yang's voice was filled with blazing jealousy and resentment, and the resentment and hatred in his eyes were so strong that it was frightening: "Are you the only one who is qualified to be the Lord God, and I am not?!"
"Yes." Shi Yu finally spoke, "Since you have violated the precepts, you should not continue to serve as the main god."
Fu Yang's eyes were red, almost burning with blood: "What did I do? What did I do wrong?!"
"You sent gods to the lower world to destroy the mortal world and enslave all living beings for your own selfish desires." Shi Yu said, "You cannot do what the heavens want. You knowingly violated the law, so you cannot have this position."
Fu Yang's voice was full of resentment, and every word he said was like tears of blood: "If it can't be me, then who else can it be given to?!"
"Anyone can come," Shi Yu said, "but you can't."
Only you can't.
Those few short words were like the tip of a knife cutting through the chest, the wound bleeds profusely, and extremely salty and bitter pus squeezes out.
Fu Yang suddenly felt so cold that he shivered. He opened his eyes wide as if he was trying hard to find some pity on his face, but all he saw was an extremely cold calmness.
The divine fire instantly enveloped the figures of both parties, the flames burned into their bodies, burning their souls inch by inch, turning them into dark dry bones. He lost the strength to resist in the excruciating pain of his soul being shattered inch by inch, and stared at the shaking phantom as he struggled to death and asked aloud: "What am I in your eyes? Just a clown?"
"There are no people who have faults, but there are gods who have faults."
No subjective evaluation.
The divine fire was unhindered by anything. It burned through people's bodies, melted their souls, and burned through the secret doors in the layers of stone walls. It shot up into the sky above the main temple like a miracle from heaven.
The magnificent palace collapsed in an instant, the dust it raised flew all over the sky, the tall stone pillars bent towards the pool outside the palace, breaking in the middle and overlapping to form a cross shape, like a tomb born in a fire, standing tall on the flat ground.
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