Red.
Everything was red.
Drops of blood flowed. Regardless of whether it was the ancient trees, the rocks, the cobblestone path, or the verdant bamboo forest, everything was dyed red by the blood.
The clear pond had turned red. The water was no longer clear, but blood.
Countless severed limbs and remains littered the ground, and a thick aura of death enveloped the sky. Vaguely, they seemed to be able to hear the wails of the dead that had turned into malicious spirits.
They'd died unwillingly, or with grievances.
Even in death, they hadn't understood why the emperor they'd once trusted and adored had become their executioner.
The God Emperor!
Zhou Wu!
I won't let you off even if I become a ghost! Miserable screams echoed through the air. They'd done it. Their souls hadn't returned to the River Styx after their deaths. Instead, they'd used their obsessions to coil around the Central Divine Mountain, using their resentment and aura of death to conjure frightening skeletons. They hovered in the air, gazing down at Zhou Wu, their hair disheveled.
Bathed in blood, Zhou Wu smiled cruelly.
"This emperor has transcended?"
His purple dragon robe was still dripping with blood. Zhou Wu stared blankly at his hands.
His hands were scabbed with blood. Of course, the blood wasn't his, but the blood of every living thing in Heavenly God City, or rather, the entire Central Divine Mountain.
Several months ago!
No one knew what he'd experienced. He'd sealed off the entire mountain and slaughtered his way through it.
He'd lost count of how many he'd killed. He'd killed so many that he'd grown numb to it.
Whether it was women, children, old, young, or old subordinates who'd always followed him, he'd shown no mercy. As long as they were alive and within the range of his divine sense, not a single one survived.
Not a single one of them survived.
It was also his brutal march of slaughter that had turned this city, this Divine Mountain, into a sea of corpses and blood.
"Zhou Wu!"
The resentful skeletons in the sky screamed shrilly as they charged at Zhou Wu. The howling wind sent chills down Zhou Wu's spine.
The fact that even someone at his level of cultivation felt a chill was proof of how heavy the resentment was.
The three-hundred-meter-tall skeleton opened its bloody maw. Even an Imperial Lord would shudder at the sight of a skeleton made of resentment. They wouldn't dare face it head-on.
He shook his hand.
The motionless Zhou Wu clenched his fist across space as the worldly laws collapsed under his grip.
The skeleton that was formed from resentment also disintegrated the moment the laws shattered, turning into countless resentful spirits that howled as they pounced at Zhou Wu.
"Ridiculous."
He raised his hand, and a giant palm appeared in the void.
His palm landed on the vengeful spirit, and in an instant, all of the vengeful spirits were wiped out, and their souls scattered.
He did the same to the other skeletons. Even if several Sovereign Emperors were here, they would not be able to escape from the Asura Field. Yet, Zhou Wu destroyed it with a flick of his finger.
"Zhou Wu —"
The wails of countless vengeful spirits resounded through the sky, but Zhou Wu did not seem to hear them. He continued looking at his hands silently.
He was already numb to it!
He was already used to this kind of mournful screams. After all, he had been cursed by these vengeful spirits for the past few months.
He didn't care about any of this. He didn't care if they were people of the Sacred Mountain or if they were cursed or resentful.
The only thing he cared about was —
He'd succeeded!
"Haha … hahaha … hahaha …"
Mountains and rivers shattered, and the wind and clouds churned.
Zhou Wu threw his head back and roared, completely ignoring the collapse of the city he'd poured his blood, sweat, and tears into. He ignored the shattering of the void and the turbulence of space around him.
"Who said I wasn't fated to do so? Who said I wasn't fated to do so?!"
Boom!
Seawater gushed out of the Central Divine Mountain, and lava erupted from the volcanoes. Even more shocking was …
The Divine Mountain that had existed since the birth of the new era had shattered!
The moment the Divine Mountain shattered, the restrictions around it also shattered.
… …
… …
… …
The Yao race.
A middle-aged man dressed in azure sat on the ground in a lush, verdant mountain.
Two balls of light hovered over his shoulders, one black and one white. They coiled around him.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
A golden chessboard appeared beneath his feet. He stood in the middle of the chessboard, his eyes constantly moving around the chessboard.
"Not good!"
The azure-robed man's eyes trembled. Just as he was about to leave the lush mountain, a barrier of divine power appeared in front of him.
Space trembled, and a man in white appeared in front of the light barrier. The man had a smile on his face.
The man smiled and said, "No one can ruin the beginning of the banquet. Yao Emperor of the Yao race, you can stay here in peace!"
"God race God King? Who is it?" The azure-robed man frowned.
"It really is you, East Monarch Taiyi. When the second era was destroyed, I knew you wouldn't die! As for me, I'm the Freedom God King! "The white-robed man smiled.
"A former Chief God has become a God King. Not bad, not bad! I didn't expect the Freedom God King to find this place. It looks like the Freedom God King had a plan. Zhou Wu was not destined to transcend fate, but now he has transcended. It should be because of you, right? "
"I don't have that ability. It's the Joy God King."
"Ha …"
Demon Thearch Donghuang laughed heartily. However, his smile wasn't as friendly as before. Instead, he looked at the Freedom Divine King with hostility.
"You dare let that madman Zhou Wu transcend? Aren't you afraid he'll rebel against you?!"
"He wouldn't dare!" The Freedom God King smiled. "You don't know me, but the Joy God King is an old God King. He … you should know him. I believe you also know how meticulous he is."
"What price did Zhou Wu pay?!"
"His soul!"
"You sold your soul just for a dream!" Demon Emperor Donghuang sneered. "Indeed, it was for a dream. But at least this dream satisfied his inner obsession, didn't it? Even if it was a dream, he was willing! Moreover, it wasn't a dream. At least … he could have fun for a few days. As for what I have to do, I'll stop you and not let you cause trouble!
That's enough! "
The Freedom God King smiled with his hands behind his back. East Monarch nodded and didn't resist. He returned to the praying mat and looked at the trickling stream in front of him without saying a word.
"You're not going out?"
"I've seen the God King's methods. Moreover, you made such a meticulous plan. I don't think I can force my way out!" East Monarch said.
"I like to deal with smart people!" The Freedom God King smiled. "It's best that you don't resist. Otherwise, I would have to waste a lot of effort to deal with your star!"
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