Qin Ze's gaze hardened. He knew this battle had only just begun, and he had to give it his all. The power of reincarnation surged within him like a rushing river, turbulent and powerful.
He leaped forward, transforming into a streak of light and instantly appearing before Chu Tian. Seeing Qin Ze's menacing approach, Chu Tian dared not be careless. He brandished his Black Dragon Spear, transforming it into a dark dragon shadow to block his path.
Boom! The two powerful forces collided, producing a deafening roar. The surrounding rocks were shattered, and sparks and arcs of electricity filled the air.
Qin Ze moved with lightning speed, constantly teleporting, attempting to bypass Chu Tian's defenses. Chu Tian, on the other hand, wielded the Black Dragon Spear, its shadows spreading across the sky, completely surrounding Qin Ze.
In the air, their figures intertwined, moving at a speed too fast to be tracked. Every move they made contained the power of the Void Realm, and each collision triggered terrifying energy fluctuations.
As Qin Ze felt the power of reincarnation amplify, his strength increased continuously, and his moves became increasingly sharp, each strike aimed directly at Chu Tian's vital points. Chu Tian, however, did not yield an inch; his Black Dragon Spear transformed into a tempestuous storm, forcing Qin Ze to retreat step by step.
This was an unparalleled duel, with the two fighters' strength constantly being elevated in their clashes. Mountains collapsed, the earth trembled, and the entire battlefield resembled the apocalypse.
In the final moment of that life-or-death struggle, Qin Ze's entire body radiated a dazzling golden light. His figure was as stable as a mountain, as if bearing the power of the entire world. He wielded the Heavenly Question Sword, its light flashing like lightning, instantly piercing through Chu Tian's defenses.
Chu Tian's pupils constricted sharply; he sensed the approach of death. He unleashed his full power, attempting to defend against Qin Ze's attack, but it was too late.
The Heavenly Question Sword pierced Chu Tian's chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Chu Tian's eyes were filled with resentment and pain; he couldn't believe he had been defeated by Qin Ze.
"No..." Chu Tian's voice was filled with despair as his body began to disintegrate, like a withering flower.
Chu Tian's body finally collapsed, and his soul turned into starlight, dissipating into the sky.
Chu Tian's remaining consciousness gradually dissipated, like a wisp of smoke vanishing in the morning breeze. Qin Ze's body trembled slightly; he felt as if he had struggled to climb to safety from a giant wave. His breathing gradually became steady, and a resolute light shone in his eyes.
He finally withstood the backlash from the Heavenly Dao's consciousness. It was a life-or-death struggle, and also a test of his inner resilience. He took a deep breath and felt the surging power of reincarnation within his body calm down and become more stable.
Shen Gongbao came out and applauded Qin Ze's performance, her words revealing her trust in him: "I told you you'd be fine."
Qin Ze was not complacent about the victory; he simply smiled faintly and asked, "When do we head to the God Realm?"
Shen Gongbao pondered for a moment, her eyes flashing with thought, and finally she proposed a name: "Chu Muran!" This name made Qin Ze frown in confusion.
Qin Ze asked, "Chu Muran? Why him?" He didn't understand why Chu Muran was related to their plan.
Shen Gongbao explained, "We need a drop of ancient god's blood from Chu Muran. This is necessary to open the passage to the divine realm. Only the blood of the ancient god can activate the power of the passage and send us into the divine realm."
He nodded and returned home, his gaze falling on Chu Muran, who was playing around. He beckoned and said gently, "Brother is going to take you to a special place. Would you like to come with me?" Chu Muran looked at him with trust and anticipation, and nodded without hesitation, "Wherever brother goes, I'll go with him!"
Qin Ze smiled warmly, sensing the unspoken understanding and trust between his younger siblings. He nodded again, signaling them to prepare to depart. Shen Gongbao led the way, and after passing through a series of void passages, they arrived at Mount Kunlun.
The Kunlun Mountains stand majestically, shrouded in mist and clouds, creating an atmosphere of mystery and unpredictability.
Shen Gongbao led Qin Ze and Chu Muran to the highest peak of Kunlun Mountain. Here, it seemed to lead to the clouds, shrouded in mist, giving it a mysterious and solemn feel. In this cold winter, the mountaintop was unusually tranquil, as if time had stood still.
Shen Gongbao walked to the end of the mountain peak and arrived at a flat stone platform. He began to chant an ancient incantation, his voice deep and melodious, echoing throughout the entire mountaintop. Right in front of the stone platform, a faint light began to gather, forming an ancient and complex magic circle.
This magic circle was composed of strange symbols and talismans, each radiating a mysterious power. Shen Gongbao gestured for Qin Ze to throw the Investiture of the Gods into the magic circle. The Investiture of the Gods drew a graceful arc in the air before landing precisely in the center of the magic circle.
The magic circle began to change, the symbols flickering with strange light, forming a boundless vortex, as if it were a gateway to another world. Intense energy fluctuations filled the air, the temperature on the mountaintop plummeted, and everything appeared exceptionally solemn.
This process lasted for some time, as if time itself had become blurred and suspended. Eventually, the vortex at the center of the magic circle grew larger and larger, its light becoming so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.
Shen Gongbao's voice echoed across the mountaintop. Without hesitation, he stepped into the magic array, and his figure gradually blurred, as if merging into it. Qin Ze and Chu Muran exchanged a glance, then followed closely behind, stepping into the magic array.
In an instant, they felt as if they had merged into a boundless void, the surrounding scenery becoming blurred and distorted. Their bodies seemed to be pulled by a powerful suction force, instantly traversing the barriers of time and space.
After a moment of dizziness, Qin Ze and the others found their footing again. This was a vast and boundless world; the sky was a clear, deep blue, the grass was fine as silk, and the mountains and rivers unfolded like a painting. It was a place full of mystery and vitality, filled with a refreshing atmosphere.
They continued their journey and gradually came to a magnificent and spectacular sight. There were towering mountains reaching into the clouds, cascading waterfalls, majestic cities, and splendid palaces. The scenery of the divine realm was like a fairyland, breathtakingly beautiful.
However, their gaze eventually settled on a massive stone gate. This gate soared into the clouds, exuding an ancient aura, seemingly connecting to the depths of the divine realm. Shen Gongbao explained, "This stone gate is the Heavenly Gate, which requires the blood of an ancient god to open."
Qin Ze nodded, then turned to Chu Muran and said, "Drip a drop of your blood onto the stone door!" Although Chu Muran was a little afraid of the pain, she knew this was an important task, so she didn't hesitate to extend her finger and drip a drop of blood onto the stone door.
As blood dripped, the stone door began to tremble, like a colossal beast awakening. Gradually, patterns appeared on the surface of the stone door, and an ancient mechanism was activated. Finally, the stone door slowly, gently, opened.
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