134: Chapter 133 Measuring the calamity?

Morgana grew more panicked the more she thought about it, feeling a chill straight down to her heart.

Dominating the Universe for tens of thousands of years, arm-wrestling with the angels and playing chess with the gods, she had always possessed a fearless temperament that cared for neither heaven nor earth; yet today, she was truly terrified.

What kind of tier was the Lieyang civilization?

An old top-tier River of Gods civilization, yet Pan Zhen, a third-generation god, was directly pinched all the way from Lieyang to Earth by the other party. The main god, Di Hongkun, had lived for tens of thousands of years, serving as a top-tier combat power across the entire galaxy.

And the result?

The other party didn't even qualify for them to make a move; they were crushed to oblivion in a single thought by that Cultivator, uprooting the entire civilization and wiping them out completely.

Morgana gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly, her heart pounding wildly.

While her Demon Civilization could indeed fight, plundering the Universe and running rampant across the galaxy, to put it bluntly, their combat power was still propped up by divine body technology and Demon engines, belonging to the exact same system as Lieyang.

Even Lieyang couldn't withstand a single slap from the other party; her meager foundation would simply be delivering food on a silver platter if she went up!

Ato and the other high-ranking demons beside her all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe loudly, looking at the dead starry sky on the light screen with faces full of horror.

Having followed Morgana into battle for many years, it was the first time they had ever seen an existence that could panic their own Queen to this extent.

Morgana clenched her fists, forcefully suppressing the terror deep in her heart, and immediately reined in all lucky thoughts, barking a fierce and urgent order to everyone under her command.

"Listen up! Everyone engrave this into your minds!"

"From now on, all demons are forbidden from stepping foot in Huaxia even by half a step!"

"Regardless of whether it is Earth's Huaxia territory or any Star Domain related to Yanhuang in the future, whoever the fuck dares to privately approach or provoke those Cultivators, without waiting for others to make a move, this lady will tear them to pieces with her own hands!"

"Don't talk to me about demon dignity or galactic overlords! In front of such a monster who can destroy the world with a casual wave, we are nothing but ants!"

She knew it all too well.

Ye Qingxuan dared to directly liquidate Lieyang's entire clan, and his methods of slaughter and execution were decisive without the slightest bit of mercy.

She had indeed slaughtered Yanhuang villages before; although the scale wasn't large, in front of such an expert, who knows if she would be liquidated together with them?

She couldn't afford to gamble, nor did she dare to!

Morgana frantically weighed the pros and cons in her heart, instantly overturning all subsequent plans to invade Earth and expand her territory.

What territory, what resources, what galactic hegemony—in the face of absolute strength, it was all bullshit!

Staying alive was the most important thing!

Following that, Morgana's gaze turned gloomy, and she couldn't help cursing Karl inwardly.

"That damned pervert Karl! Every day he ponders the Void Realm and the ultimate fear! Look at it now? A Cultivator who transcends the River of Gods and crushes everything has popped out!"

"The Void Realm is nowhere to be seen yet, but out comes a ruthless person who can slap all god-making civilizations to death with a single palm. I want to see how he rationalizes his bullshit theory!"

She didn't even need to guess; Karl must have already set his sights on Earth, and was probably brewing malicious intentions to stir up trouble.

But Morgana had made up her mind—this murky water, she was firmly determined not to touch!

The angels didn't dare to provoke them, the River of Styx dared to court death, and the Triangle Body lacked a screw in their brain and wanted to deliver heads—that was their business.

Her Demon Civilization would directly slack off and lay low to develop!

As long as they didn't provoke the Cultivators of Yanhuang, they could live safely.

Just as everyone in Demon One fell silent and went into deep hibernation, the undercurrents across the entire Supergod Universe had completely surged and churned.

The Angel Heavenly Court was panic-stricken, Karl of the River of Styx had been plotting for a long time, the Triangle Body was fully equipped and ready, and the Demon Civilization was avoiding their sharp edge.

Only the Yanhuang land remained calm and tranquil.

Ye Qingxuan and the others stood quietly in place with indifferent expressions, completely ignoring the surging undercurrents of various forces across the Universe.

The situation on the field quieted down slightly.

Looking at Ye Qingxuan and his group, Sun Wukong remained silent for a moment before stepping forward to speak.

"You several should also be experts of Yanhuang."

"Lao Du, the highest commander of the Huaxia military, wants to see you."

As the words fell, Ye Qingxuan swept an amused glance at this technological monkey, his tone carrying undisguised disdain.

"Since when does an alien have the qualification to represent the Yanhuang military?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Duyuan, Lin Lei, and Bai Yuekui instantly turned cold, uniformly locking their icy gazes onto Sun Wukong.

When they first arrived in this Realm, they could already see that countless foreign alien races and extraterrestrial beings were lurking upon this Yanhuang land, a mixed bag of good and bad, not nearly as stable as it appeared on the surface.

Sun Wukong's tone suddenly stagnated, and he hurriedly spoke to explain.

"Lao Du is not the kind of person you think!"

"Old Sun has known him for over a thousand years, and I dare guarantee that he harbors absolutely not a shred of disloyalty toward Yanhuang!"

Ye Qingxuan's gaze became a bit more mocking.

"You guarantee? What are you using to guarantee?"

"Do you know that his past incarnation was the war maniac of Nuoxing?"

"A war lunatic who lived for tens of thousands of years stayed on Earth for only a thousand-odd years, and you dare say he has been completely assimilated? Do you believe such ghost stories?"

Duyuan stepped forward and softly chanted a Buddhist chant.

"Amitabha, those not of our race must surely have a different heart. Benefactor, do not lightly trust outsiders."

Bai Yuekui stood by Ye Qingxuan's side, her tone incomparably firm: "I only believe Qingxuan's words!"

After speaking, she casually returned the kitten to Ye Qingxuan.

In the few seconds when Ye Qingxuan had briefly left away, this little drunken cat kept throwing a drunken tantrum and meowing incessantly. She simply raised her hand and placed the rowdy little drunken cat right onto Ye Qingxuan's shoulder; instantly, the kitten quieted down.

This left Bai Yuekui with a look of utter disgust; she had pampered this kitten for nothing.

Lin Lei said nothing, only quietly clenching his fists.

The majestic Qi and blood within his body were primed and ready to go, and the whole person was like an ancient primordial giant beast awakening from slumber, carrying a boundless sense of oppression all over his body. The atmosphere instantly tightened to the extreme.

Sun Wukong was rendered speechless for a moment, standing in place not knowing how to argue.

Just at this moment, Ye Qingxuan lifted his eyes, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds to look from afar at Demon One suspended in Earth's outer space, a meaningful smile curling up the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head to look at Lin Lei and spoke indifferently.

"Lin Lei, that one up in the sky—do you want to handle her to practice your skills?"

Lin Lei looked up following his gaze, his face full of confusion.

"The auntie up there? Her makeup and styling are quite unique; is she famous?"

Ye Qingxuan explained casually.

"Morgana, the main god of the Demon Civilization, the greatest evil in the known Universe, and also the poorest main god in the known Universe."

"Her Physical Body strength and energy foundation both reach the early Void Return stage; her actual combat power is too watery, barely at the standard of early Soul Transformation."

Hearing this, Lin Lei instantly lost the slightest bit of interest.

"The strength of early Soul Transformation is too weak; I'm afraid that if I casually throw a punch with too much force, I'll directly blow her apart on the spot."

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan shook his head.

"The technological system of this Universe is deformed; although those main gods have lagging combat power themselves, they are relatively hard to kill."

"If you want to completely annihilate them, simply blowing up their Physical Body is useless; you must eradicate all atoms or directly obliterate their Divine Soul."

Hearing this, Lin Lei understood why these cosmic deities could run rampant for so long; their combat power was mediocre, but relying on technological means to survive made them indeed troublesome.

He still didn't have much Battle Intent; she was too weak, and fighting her wouldn't be satisfying—there was completely no sense of a hearty duel.

Sun Wukong listening from the side felt his mind shake violently, and he was completely dumbfounded on the spot.

He finally recognized the gap completely; the vision and strength of this group of Cultivators far exceeded the cognition of the entire River of Gods Universe.

Inside Demon One in outer space, Morgana listened to every single word of their conversation through the dark plane.

Her face, which had still harbored lucky chances earlier, instantly turned pitch black to the end.

"Holy shit, you actually called this lady an auntie??!! What do you #*#*# little brat know, this *** of mine is demon makeup!!"

Her true strength, and even her impoverished foundation, were actually seen through at a glance by the other party and dissected completely clean.

What made her scalp tingle the most was that the other party casually wanted to use her to practice their skills, not putting her, a cosmic main god, in their eyes at all.

Ato and other demon generals stiffened all over, not daring to let out a major breath, and an extreme panic enveloped the entire demon battleship.

Morgana gritted her teeth, furious and terrified deep down, losing every shred of arrogant confidence, and could only secretly pray that the other party would let her off.

"If you're not interested, then forget it; we'll deal with her later, she's just an ant left and right."

On Demon One, upon hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, Morgana just let out a breath of relief.

Ye Qingxuan's voice came into her ears: "No matter what method you use, resurrect those Yanhuang citizens killed by you, otherwise, die!!"

The killing intent in that tone made her whole body tremble, and even her Soul was almost frozen.

Morgana could only nod in a panic, continuously praying that the other party wouldn't make a move against her.

Seeing that the atmosphere on the field had eased slightly, Sun Wukong suppressed the shock in his heart and couldn't help generating a heart full of curiosity.

He cupped his fists toward Ye Qingxuan and the others, his tone respectful.

"Several, according to your habits, I will address you as Fellow Daoists."

"Why do you bluntly state that the system of this world of mine is deformed and our combat power is low?"

"Compared to your Cultivate, is our system really weak to such a degree?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan speechless glanced at this technological monkey, and simply nodded directly, admitting it frankly.

"You yourselves have never noticed it; only cultivating destiny while not cultivating the inner nature is the number one malady of cultivation."

"Relying on technological piling and genetic modification, you forcefully piled up a formidable Physical Body and majestic energy, yet from beginning to end, you lack any method of Divine Soul cultivation."

"Destiny is strong while the inner nature is weak, and furthermore, displaying strength requires a bunch of external objects like computers to guide it—you are basically computers turning into spirits."

"True evolution is when mighty power belongs to oneself, rather than relying on external objects."

Ye Qingxuan's tone was calm, every single sentence being an overwhelming truth.

"To your technological side system, the Divine Soul is too illusory; you never acknowledge it, nor do you Cultivate it."

"Looking across the entire Universe, the strongest in Divine Soul belongs to none other than the Angel King, Kesha."

"Her Divine Soul Realm barely enters early Soul Transformation. Yet her Physical Body and energy reserves have long reached the stage of Void Return Perfection."

"She cannot even display one-ten-thousandth of her overall combat power; possessing a massive foundation in vain, her upper limit is tightly locked by a feeble Divine Soul. Would you say this system is deformed or not?"

Ye Qingxuan lifted his eyes to sweep across space and continued speaking.

"The same goes for Morgana up in the sky."

"Her Physical Body and energy are at the early-to-middle Void Return stage, yet her Divine Soul barely steps into the threshold of the Nascent Soul Stage—internal and external are completely disconnected."

"To us orthodox Cultivators, any casual Cultivator at the Soul Transformation stage, as long as they master the most basic Divine Soul attack methods, can horizontally sweep and flatten the entire River of Gods Universe."

"Do you still think your system is strong now?"

Sun Wukong froze in place, completely unable to utter a single word.

The cosmic cognition deeply rooted for a thousand years was utterly shattered at this moment.

Looking at the dazed Sun Wukong, Ye Qingxuan continued to speak slowly, every word piercing the heart.

"Moreover, your River of Gods system has a pathetically low energy utilization rate."

"Just casually analyzing a bit of rules or leveraging a bit of cosmic data requires burning the energy of tens of thousands of stars."

"These wasted energies, placed in our cultivation world, would be enough to Cultivate several hundred Void Return Cultivators."

"Taking a Cultivator like Lin Lei for comparison, the energy you squander wantonly is enough to mass-produce hundreds of experts of the same tier."

"Consuming massive resources for meager combat power—to what extent would you say your system is deformed?"

Pausing his words, Ye Qingxuan's gaze was indifferent as he stated the ultimate purpose.

"Our descent into this Realm has a very simple mission, and that is to rectify the source."

"Completely shatter this deformed River of Gods technological system and let this Universe return to the proper track of Heavenly Dao."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong shuddered all over, his expression changing drastically, and he couldn't help crying out in alarm.

"What?! You are still going to rectify the source?"

Ye Qingxuan didn't explain too much, instead turning to ask a question back.

"What on earth is the Void Realm that you worship as the ultimate fear and supreme truth?"

Sun Wukong was struck speechless on the spot, opening his mouth without being able to say a single word.

Having lived for several millennia, he likewise couldn't figure out the essence of the Void Realm.

Ye Qingxuan looked towards the void and indifferently spat out two words.

"Tribulation."

These short two words were like a thunderclap exploding in Sun Wukong's mind.

He instantly associated it with all the sayings circulating on Earth regarding cultivation and Heavenly Dao, completely seeing the light.

The Void Realm was not any cosmic ultimate at all; this was a tribulation sent down by Heavenly Dao! Heavenly Dao was merciless, yet it was the most impartial.

Everything done was for the survival and evolution of the Universe.

The gods of the River of Gods and the god-making technological civilizations had systems that were deformed, wasted resources, and stuck to outmoded conventions, long hindering the normal development of the Universe.

Therefore, Heavenly Dao was going to send down the Tribulation to cleanse the decay, overthrow the old system, and nurture a brand-new order of heaven and earth.

At the same moment, deep within the dark plane.

All angels, the River of Styx, demons, and various god-making civilizations secretly observing this place fell entirely dead silent.

They had just browsed through all the novels about cultivation on Earth, and at this moment they all understood.

The Void Realm was not a newborn force, nor was it the ultimate truth. The Void Realm was the blade in the hands of Heavenly Dao to cut away decay.

And they, who fancied themselves as gods and Dominators of the galaxy, had long degenerated into lesions hindering the evolution of the Universe.

Now, Heavenly Dao was liquidating, the Tribulation was approaching, and none of them were exceptions—they were all within the tribulation.

The entire Supergod Universe and all god-making civilizations boiled over completely.

Aboard the Tianjian battleship, Kesha and Hexi's expressions sank completely, the atmosphere becoming heavy to the extreme.

The two remained silent for a long time, their hearts already in complete chaos.

Ye Qingxuan's words were too subversive to cognition, completely overturning the cosmic truth they had held for tens of thousands of years.

But they didn't dare to believe it completely, nor did they dare not to believe it.

With the terrifying strength of Ye Qingxuan being able to annihilate Lieyang with a raise of his hand, he had no need whatsoever to fabricate lies or bluff them.

The strong had no need to deceive ants.

But statements like Heavenly Dao Tribulation, Void Realm liquidation, and a deformed system were simply too horrifying.

Kesha and Hexi exchanged glances, making a decision in their hearts simultaneously.

Believe seventy percent, leave thirty percent of doubt.

To thoroughly figure out the truth, hiding in the dark plane to observe was far from enough; they had to personally face Ye Qingxuan and ask him clearly.

Compared to the cautious and heavy atmosphere of the angel camp, Karl, far away inside the Great Clock of the River of Styx, wore an entirely opposite expression.

After listening to all the dialogue, there was no panic on his face, only a look of disdain and fanaticism.

He had studied the Void Realm for tens of thousands of years, his obsession having long penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and his psychology had long become thoroughly paranoid.

In his eyes, the Void Realm was the supreme and ultimate truth, the ultimate evolution that transcended everything.

What Heavenly Dao, what Tribulation, what systemic decay—in his view, it was all utter nonsense.

Ye Qingxuan's words were, in his eyes, merely the superficial misinterpretation of the Void Realm by weak living beings, not worth mentioning.

Yet apart from Karl and the dormant, watching Demon Civilization, the remaining large and small god-making civilizations across the Universe had already had their wits scared out of them completely at this moment.

All the gods hiding in the depths of the galaxy were panic-stricken day and night.

They had witnessed Ye Qingxuan's methods with their own eyes; that was a power that could truly sweep horizontally across the entire River of Gods Universe with a single hand.

An expert of this level would simply disdain fabricating lies to deceive a group of ants like them.

That is to say, what Ye Qingxuan said was most likely true.

The god-making system they took pride in was deformed, wasteful of resources, and a malignant tumor hindering the development of the Universe.

The so-called ultimate fear of the Void Realm was not an opportunity at all, but a tribulation and a sharp blade used by Heavenly Dao to cleanse them.

Countless deities sat and stood uneasily, and the advanced civilizations spread across the cosmic galaxy felt a world-destroying panic for the first time.

A massive upheaval sweeping across the entire Supergod Universe officially and completely opened its prelude from this moment on.