These people from the major forces, who had long been scared out of their wits, did not have any thoughts of resistance. Without hesitation, they made their choice and knelt down to express their willingness to surrender.
Even Huangfu Chongshan and the other three were no exception. It was too f * cking scary. In front of that horrifying handprint, even experts in the Divine Transformation Realm had to kneel down. How could they dare to say no?
"I know that some of you are sincerely surrendering to me, and some have ulterior motives."
Ding Ning said coldly, "But it doesn't matter. If you want to surrender to me, you need to prove your sincerity. Go, kill them for me as a proof of allegiance."
After saying that, he pointed to the distance with his finger, and the flying boat of the Descendants of God Organization, which had used a method to conceal its whereabouts, was exposed in front of everyone.
"Yes."
Everyone responded loudly and turned into long rainbows that rushed toward the people of the Descendants of God Organization.
Although there were many people from the Descendants of God Organization and they did not seem to be easy to deal with, it was better than facing Ding Ning, the horrifying devil.
Ding Ning quietly sealed the space again, so that the people of the Descendants of God Organization could not escape. Those Saints had to bite the bullet and fight.
The war was instantly ignited.
It had to be said that although the Saints of the Descendants of God Organization were not orthodox cultivators, they had all kinds of strange supernatural abilities, which instantly killed the people of the major forces.
But after all, the major forces had the advantage in numbers. Under the coordination of their respective leaders, they quickly stabilized their position and began a round of long-range concentrated fire.
Countless Saints died under the concentrated fire, and the furious members of the Descendants of God Organization also launched a counterattack. As a result, the major forces suffered losses to kill 1,000 enemies and 800 of their own. But in front of Ding Ning, no one dared to be crafty and attacked crazily at all costs.
Especially when Ding Ning's handprint fell from the sky and smashed the flying boat of the Descendants of God Organization with one slap, and killed two of the strongest Real Gods, the morale of the major forces was immediately boosted. They fought bravely for fear that Ding Ning would be dissatisfied.
Because of Ding Ning's attack, the situation of the battle instantly became one-sided.
Countless black-robed Saints fled in panic, but they were annihilated by endless magical powers and magic arts.
Ding Ning stood with his hands behind his back, silently watching the black-robed Saints fall one after another without any pity.
The Descendants of God was the greatest tumor in the Mortal Dimension, and they had to be eliminated before the arrival of the great calamity. Otherwise, once they colluded with foreign enemies, then the Mortal Dimension and even the entire three dimensions would be in danger.
However, he didn't have the heart to think about that right now. His eyes flickered with enlightenment as he slowly comprehended the mystique bestowed upon him by the Heavenly Dao – The Wishes of All Beings.
The power of this divine ability was astonishingly great. Using one's own body as a medium, it extracted the power of all living beings of those who interacted with it.
But was that power the power of faith?
Ding Ning felt that it was likely, but he didn't think so. After all, among those who were directly or indirectly related to him, some of them did regard him as their belief, but most of them just knew or worshipped him.
The word 'wish' seemed to be able to explain the problem.
It was the power of the wishes of all living beings, wishing for him to be safe, wishing for him to be safe, wishing for him to turn danger into safety.
To be honest, Ding Ning had never thought that wishes could be used as a kind of power. The Heavenly Dao was unfathomable, it was simply awe-inspiring.
Don't think that most of the people who provided him with the power of faith were ordinary people, but when a few grains of sand gathered together, they formed a tower, and unity was power.
Fortunately, he was well-known enough. Not only did he have many friends and family, but the number of his fans even exceeded the hundred million mark after the medical summit, which allowed this divine ability of his to possess the terrifying power comparable to the full power of a peak-stage Soul Formation cultivator.
If …
After Ding Ning understood the principle of The Wishes of All Beings, he felt a burst of fire in his heart. If the number of his fans could exceed two hundred and three hundred million, or even one billion and eight hundred million, then how terrifying would the power of this divine ability be?
Of course, the biggest gain from this divine ability was not just that it allowed him to understand the Power of All Beings, but also that he saw Tian Jizi, Qiao Qiao, and Tian Xuanzi in the countless images …
They were all still alive.
Most importantly, even though the images disappeared in a flash, Ding Ning was able to locate the location of the Tianji Pavilion through that indescribable connection.
In the past, the Tianji Pavilion moved according to a fixed trajectory in the void, but now, the Tianji Pavilion was locked down by an external power, fixed in a certain position, unable to move.
The only thing that puzzled him was that according to grandma, Tian Jizi should be in cahoots with the force represented by the fake Human Emperor.
But in the images he saw, Tian Jizi's blood essence was withered, and there wasn't much vitality left in him, but he was still fighting against the external power.
He believed that no matter how powerful Tian Jizi was, he wouldn't be able to predict that he would use the Power of All Beings and see him, so there was no possibility of him acting in advance.
This made him very confused. Just what kind of person was Tian Jizi? What kind of role did he play in this calamity of the Three Realms?
He was too lazy to think about the things that he couldn't figure out. What comforted him was that Qiao Qiao was currently safe, at least, she looked safe on the surface.
On the other hand, Tian Xuanzi's situation was not good. He was sitting in a cave filled with flashing runes, and as if he had exhausted all of his energy, he was dispirited and listless as if he had aged a few decades. Even his hair had turned white. Although it wouldn't be fatal in a short period of time, as time passed, he would definitely die.
Putting aside the relationship between Ding Ning and Tian Xuanzi, just based on the fact that he was Catherine's father, his future father-in-law, Tian Xuanzi couldn't just watch him die like this.
The various factions had already annihilated the saints of the Descendants of God Organization, and they even followed Ding Ning's orders and captured the only surviving True Deity alive.
But the price they paid was also extremely heavy. Among the thousands of Saint Martial Artists, less than a third of them survived, only around three hundred survived.
This also showed that the saints of the Descendants of God Organization were not any weaker than the cultivators of the same level. Furthermore, due to the emergence of all kinds of strange abilities, they were even more difficult to deal with than the ordinary cultivators of the same level.
Ding Ning didn't have time to waste with them. He moved like lightning, instantly knocking them out and keeping them into the Water Space.
He originally planned to kill Zhao Zilong, but then he heard the roar of the helicopter in the distance. After the calamity, the signal returned to normal, and the military finally sent people to help.
Ding Ning could only give up. It seemed that it was not worth the loss to leave the military a talking point for a mere Zhao Zilong. After sending a voice transmission to Xiao Chunan and Demon Wolf, he quietly left.
Kunlun Mountain, the first divine mountain in An Ping, was also known as the Mountain of Ten Thousand Ancestors, Kunlun Hill, or Jade Mountain.
Ding Ning didn't expect that the Tianji Pavilion was actually trapped in the void above Kunlun Mountain.
The first time he set foot on Kunlun Mountain, he felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. It seemed that Kunlun Mountain seemed to have some kind of inexplicable bond and origin with him.
Even the Sunshot Divine Bow, which had always been silent, was strangely restless, revealing an unprecedented desire.
"Be good, we're not here for the Kunlun Ruins this time. We'll come back to retrieve your arrow next time."
Ding Ning comforted it with a helpless and gentle tone. He had no choice. The Sunshot Divine Bow was fine when it did not move, but once it moved, it caused the Qi and blood in his body to surge and his spiritual energy to become chaotic. He almost fell from the sky.
Fortunately, the Sunshot Divine Bow was a sensible and obedient baby. It listened to him. Although it still desired it, it settled down, preventing Ding Ning from losing his footing in the sky.
Ding Ning floated in the sky and opened his Heavenly Eye. He stared at the faintly discernible Tianji Pavilion that seemed to be between reality and illusion. His expression became unprecedentedly serious.
The Tianji Pavilion was indeed sealed. The sealing technique was not profound, and it could barely be considered a divine restriction. With his current attainments in sealing techniques, it was not difficult for him to break the seal.
However, the person who set up the seal was extremely sinister. He used the formation aura in the depths of Kunlun to set up the seal. Once someone tried to break the seal, it would immediately trigger the formation in the depths of Kunlun to rebound.
This left Ding Ning at a loss. He did not know what level of formation was in the depths of Kunlun, but just the aura revealed by the formation patterns was enough to make his hair stand on end. It was enough to explain the problem.
How could the formation left behind by the Mountain of Myriad Ancestors, where the gods gathered, be simple? It was definitely not something he could contend against now.
After deducing silently in his heart and searching Kunlun Mountain carefully, Ding Ning finally chose to retreat for now.
The seal of the Tianji Pavilion resonated with the formation of Kunlun Mountain from afar. If he were to forcefully break the seal, not only would he not have any chance of success, he would even lose his life for nothing.
The only way to break the seal was to enter the Kunlun Ruins and close or break the formation that was connected to the seal. Only then would there be a chance of success.
Fortunately, although Tian Xuanzi's situation was worrying, his life should not be in danger for the time being. Moreover, the Kunlun Ruins was extremely mysterious, so he could not break in at all.
Therefore, after thinking about it, he could only follow the original plan and cooperate with the Murong clan. He would enter the Kunlun Ruins and find the formation that was connected to the seal to break it. Only then could he resolve the danger of the Tianji Pavilion.
Less than ten minutes after Ding Ning left, the fake human emperor quietly appeared at the peak of Kunlun Mountain. He looked in the direction that Ding Ning had left and let out a cold laugh.
He reached out and took out eight strange-looking crystals and placed them on the peak of the mountain according to the direction of the Eight Trigrams. After chanting, the eight crystals instantly erupted with eight rays of light that illuminated the sky.
The light illuminated the sky, and the air actually rippled like water. Clouds gathered, and a huge blurry face wearing a crown quietly appeared in the air.
The power of law that was covering the fake human emperor's face quietly dissipated, revealing a rather handsome face. With a respectful expression, he bowed deeply, "Greetings, father."
"Hmm!"
The huge blurry face looked at the fake human emperor expressionlessly and said in a loud voice, "How's the plan going?"
"I've already collected seven Space Keys. Now, I'm only missing one."
The fake Human Emperor replied in a hushed tone.
"Hmph, what a piece of trash. I spent endless magic power to use the reincarnation treasure to send you to the human world to be reborn. After such a long time, not only did I not obtain the Human Emperor Crown, I didn't even collect all the Space Keys. How disappointing."
The blurry face's voice was like thunder as it berated with extreme dissatisfaction.
However, the strange thing was that no matter how loud their voices were, no one could detect it. It was as if there was an invisible force that isolated everything.
"I'm useless. Please punish me, father."
The fake human emperor's heart skipped a beat. He knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed respectfully.
The blurry face stared at him coldly for a long time before speaking again, "There's less than a month before the Demonic Abyss opens. I don't care what method you use, but you must find the eighth Space Key before the Demonic Abyss opens. Otherwise, there's no need for you to exist."
The fake human emperor's face was full of bitterness, but he didn't dare to have the slightest disobedience. He replied respectfully, "Yes, I will do my best to collect the eight Space Keys before the Demonic Abyss opens."
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