A light flashed, and Di Wuque quickly flew towards Tianyou Xi.
When Tianyou Xi saw "Xiao Chen" place his hand on his saber hilt, his expression changed slightly. He shouted, "Keepers of Light, protect the prince!" "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
Beams of light quickly shot out from behind Tianyou Xi. The thirteen Keepers quickly arrived behind Di Wuque and drew their weapons.
They all gave off a bright divine light and merged into one, summoning out an illusory Deities' Nation to help Di Wuque block the space behind him.
The Deities' Nation had just formed when Xiao Chen, who was on the Sovereign's Road, drew his saber.
The lightning bird in the sky quickly landed on the saber. Then, a saber light made of electricity swept through the air.
The Divine Kingdom turned into an illusion in that instant. The light formed by the thirteen Keepers quickly shattered and shattered. The saber light knocked them back and made them vomit blood.
The saber light did not lose any momentum, chopping down on Di Wuque's back and chopping him in half at the waist.
Tianyou Xi sent out a gentle and holy white light and reconnected the two halves of Di Wuque's body. Then, he carried him and quickly left.
Painful wails came out from Di Wu's gap continuously. That voice was heart-wrenching, filled with endless regret and pain.
"Xiao Chen! Don't think that this will end after you are conferred King. Just you wait. When I forge my Deity Statue and absorb the power of faith from the nine hundred Deity Realms, I will return today's injuries to you a hundredfold! "
Xiao Chen sheathed his saber, and the world turned quiet. Then, he walked forward step by step on the King's Road. "Bang!"
The statues under Xiao Chen's feet shattered one by one, turning into ashes that spread out in the air.
It was like they were demonstrating the people that Xiao Chen had killed and defeated on this road.
Those who defeated me were defeated by me. Those who wanted to be defeated, no one could escape!
When the last step was completed, all the statues had been shattered. Golden dust pervaded the air behind Xiao Chen. It was colorful and beautiful.
Dust billowed, as if a new statue was being formed.
The Blue Dragon emblem in the black-clad old man's box trembled. He desperately tried to suppress the box, but to no avail. The medallion flew towards Xiao Chen's chest. With a flash of azure light, it entered Xiao Chen's white clothes.
The white robes started to change. Soon, they turned into magnificent azure Battle Armor. The dragon insignia on the chest was very eye-catching.
"I want to be conferred the title of King. Is there anyone else who is unconvinced?"
Who would dare to be unconvinced? Even Di Wuque had been cut in half. Wouldn't they be courting death if they went up?
No one responded for a long time. Then, the golden dust filling the air took form. A golden statue of Xiao Chen stood on the dilapidated King conferral platform.
Indomitable spirit, awe-inspiring might!
Hundreds of golden statues had been reforged. These statues were one kilometer tall, and the might of a supreme king spread out in all directions.
The statue had a stern expression. A Lunar Shadow Saber hung at its waist as it stared at the sky. Many golden dragon images swam around the statue, adding to the strange scene.
"The Blue Dragon King really succeeded in being conferred King!"
The dream-like statue of a king was chopped in half. The fleeing Di Wuque was in a sorry state.
The Xiao Hou Jue was tossed into the air again. The Zodiac Hall's Fu Hongyao was beaten until he covered his face. The Xiao Hou Jue was beaten hundreds of times.
The Xing Jue defeated his opponent with brute force. I want to be conferred King. No one dares to object.
"This person cannot be conferred King!"
Suddenly, an ethereal voice rang out. A huge hand transcended time and space, grabbing at Tianwu City from the distant Deity Domain.
The golden hand was intertwined with countless divine runes. Everywhere it passed, flowers fell from the sky. Rainbow-Colored sacred flowers fell from the sky like rain.
It crossed billions of kilometers from the distant Deity Domain all the way to the Tianwu Domain's Central Province's Tianwu City. Then, it grabbed at Xiao Chen ruthlessly.
Xiao Chen's words were like the truth, reverberating in the world. Countless holy sounds echoed and reinforced it.
"Emperor Forsaken!"
The expressions of everyone present changed drastically. Aside from Emperor Forsaken, there was no one else in the Deity Race who possessed such strength and could bring out such a scene.
Xiao Chen's attack was very sudden, so fast that no one could think.
As the huge hand stretched out, under the boundless Emperor's Might, everyone in the plaza became extremely insignificant. This scene was very similar to the Sea of Bitterness behind the Bridge of Helplessness in the Nine Layers of Purgatory.
It looked like Xiao Chen would be squashed to death by this huge hand like an ant.
A bolt of divine lightning roared, and a strand of electric light illuminated the sky. Then, it chopped down like a berserk saber, directly chopping off this huge hand.
However, the huge hand did not immediately scatter. It paused for a moment before continuing to grab at Xiao Chen.
Take out the Blue Dragon Medallion!
Xiao Chen quickly ordered in his heart. Ao Jiao did not say anything else. She controlled Xiao Chen's body and ejected the Blue Dragon Medallion.
The Blue Dragon Medallion hovered above Xiao Chen's head, and his body recovered to normal. Then, he leaped into the air and dodged the divine hand's strike.
Without the Blue Dragon Medallion to help him block the might of the huge hand, no matter how high he jumped or how far he jumped, he would still be squashed to death like an ant.
"Di Qitian, are you trying to start a war between the two races?"
A ferocious roar came from Bushin Palace. The broken hand that Emperor Forsaken left behind crumbled and vanished.
In an instant, the setting sun was like blood, and the broken hand turned into light particles. It was like many Divine Kingdoms collapsed. Angels fell one after another. Countless lifeforms and Deity Race cultivators died at this moment.
Everyone in the square returned to normal. They were all panting and their eyes were filled with fear.
Emperor Forsaken. This was the strength of the five strongest experts of the Kunlun Continent. Even from millions of kilometers away, he could kill people like they were ants.
Xiao Chen looked at the disappearing motes of light in the air and entered deep thought. This was the scene that he had been longing for.
If he watched carefully, his Dusk of Deities would definitely rise to another level in the future.
In the distant Deity Domain, Emperor Forsaken, who sat on his divine throne, sighed. His earlier strike had burned the lives of three million believers of the Deity Race in the lower realms.
This was very different from an ordinary strike.
Originally, Emperor Forsaken thought that he could deceive the Thunder King and kill Xiao Chen. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen had a treasure that could block the Emperor's Might of a Sovereign Personage.
"However, no matter how overwhelming your Luck is, you will not be able to be conferred King today!"
Dressed in divine robes, Emperor Forsaken looked like he was wearing the moon and the stars. Then, his gaze sank, and a will clone formed from nowhere. Then, he brought the Divine Kingdom to Tianwu City.
Emperor Forsaken had rushed over with a will clone because of time constraints. If he used his true body, even if he traveled through a space-time tunnel, he would need half a day to cross such a long distance.
Unless he continued burning the lives of his believers in the lower realms, he had to be careful.
Descending with his true body before the eyes of the Bushin Palace was not a good idea, no matter how he looked at it.
In the sky above Tianwu City, Emperor Forsaken's will clone had a hazy white light around it, preventing others from seeing his appearance.
"Thunder King, the one who started the war is you, not me. This person absolutely cannot be conferred King!"
Emperor Forsaken said sullenly as he looked at the clouds, at the Bushin Palace, which seemed to drift between reality and illusion.
"If you say so, then I won't be conferred King. Do you really think that I'm about to die?" A thunderous roar came from the Bushin Palace. The voice was like thunder, shattering the divine light drifting in the surroundings.
"What if I join?"
A ghostly fog appeared in the sky. A skinny, pale-skinned, middle-aged man in white descended steadily from the sky.
"Me too!"
A burly man wearing black Battle Armor walked over from the horizon, carrying a huge ax.
"Dongyue Ghost Emperor!"
"Xingtian!"
Another will clone of a major character had arrived. The situation was no longer at a level that Xiao Chen could interfere with. Leaving his fate to fate was not a good feeling.
"Ao Jiao, do you think I can reach the level of these people one day?"
"Nothing in the world is impossible. The path to being conferred King has just begun. One day, not only will you reach the level of these people, but you will even surpass them, treating them like ants. "
Several major characters arrived at Tianwu City, discussing his life and death.
However, Xiao Chen, dressed in azure, stood on the rubble of the platform, looking at the sky with an indifferent expression.
Ao Jiao was right. The path to being conferred King was not the end but just the beginning. Emperor Forsaken, Xingtian, Dongyue Ghost Emperor, with just a few words, you want to decide my life and death.
One day, I will decide the life and death of the three of you. Even if you are the strongest experts of this world, you will not be an exception!
Three powerful experts worked together to force Xiao Chen to not be conferred King. He had already brought the conflict in the dark and his fear of a certain name to the surface.
Although the Thunder King was strong, having been in the same generation as the Qing Emperor ten thousand years ago, his cultivation had already reached the limits of a Sovereign Martial Emperor. He could be called a Prime, a cultivation that ordinary cultivators could not imagine.
However, when facing three powerful experts who were also Primes, Xiao Chen felt even more pressure. This was especially so for Emperor Forsaken, someone who could absorb the faith of the masses. It was hard to avoid the pressure.
"Haha! The three of you are really awe-inspiring. To think that you are so afraid of the Qing Emperor, making things difficult for a child. Are you not afraid of the world laughing at you?"
Clear laughter resounded. A handsome and elegant man walked out from behind the Bushin Palace. Some Fiend Race cultivators immediately recognized him.
This was the Fox King, the strongest expert of the Fiend Domain, one of the five strongest experts of the Kunlun Continent. He was also a powerful Sovereign Martial Emperor.
This was a major matter. Unexpectedly, the five strongest experts of the Kunlun Realm all appeared, all for one person's King conferral ceremony.
The appearance of the Fox King undoubtedly reduced the pressure on the Thunder King. Right now, both sides were at a stalemate; no one could do anything to the other.
Emperor Forsaken frowned. Clearly, he had not expected the Fox King to appear at the last moment.
"The Fox King, it is useless even if you come. No matter what, you cannot be conferred King today. I absolutely will not allow a second Qing Emperor to appear."
Right after the Fox King spoke, the Dongyue Ghost Emperor and the Xingtian both took a step forward. Based on their stance, it looked like they wanted to take him away forcefully.
"Humph! In that case, go ahead and try. I do not mind letting everyone die before the Demonic Calamity arrives!"
The thunderous rumble resounded once again. The Thunder Sovereign's voice shook the heavens. The lightning that descended tore several pitch-black cracks in space, looking extremely frightening.
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