Chapter 351 I'll Slay Gods If They Can't Stand in My Way, and Slay Buddhas If They Can

But before his Primordial Spirit could fly out of his Sea of Consciousness, it was firmly pinned down by a large hand, and a terrifying devouring force emanated from that hand.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

His Primordial Spirit shrieked as it was stretched thin and pulled out by the person behind him, then swallowed whole into their stomach.

Immediately after, that large hand jolted, and his body instantly shattered and flew apart, leaving only a heart still beating in the person's hand.

This young man called the Upper Envoy, named Qiao Jian, had only appeared for a brief segment in our story, without even saying many lines, before exiting the stage in such a minor character fashion.

He would never be mentioned again in the future plot.

It could be said he appeared arrogant and domineering, only to end in a pathetic mess.

"Senior Brother!!!"

"Senior Brother Qiao!!!!"

The other two young people were pale with shock, looking at this scene in disbelief, their eyes burning with rage as they looked at the murderer of their Senior Brother.

At this moment, that figure finally revealed his true appearance.

He was clad in Bright Gold-Plated Armor, wore a Purple-Gold Winged Crown on his head, and Lotus-Silk Dragon-Patterned Boots on his feet; he had a broad Face and wide ears, eyes like a tiger's shining bright, looking down upon the world with disdain.

A terrifying Aura that swept across the six directions and eight desolations, capable of swallowing mountains and rivers, rose from his body, standing as an equal against the Ghost King Wushe and the Princess.

"Your Majesty! This humble official pays respects to Your Majesty!!"

Wan Lifeng, the Great Zhou general who had been guarding the ancient well, bowed excitedly in a grand salute. After waiting bitterly for thousands of years, he had finally seen Emperor Wulie of Great Zhou, Emperor Wu Lie, Ji Hengjiang, once again.

The number one expert in the world four thousand years ago.

"You dog emperor!!"

"You dare kill my Senior Brother Qiao? My Cold Ice Holy Sect will not let you off!"

"A mere mongrel of the Lower Realm dares to slay someone from the Upper Realm? Just wait for your death!"

On the other side, the remaining two young people trembled with rage upon seeing their Senior Brother killed, while a deep chill also surfaced within them.

If the dog emperor could kill their Senior Brother, he could kill the two of them as well.

The two only dared to huddle together and shout curses, not daring to step forward to avenge their Senior Brother.

"Hehe, people of the Upper Realm?"

A trace of bone-chilling killing intent appeared on Emperor Wu Lie, Ji Hengjiang's Face as he immediately stepped forward, intending to slaughter these two as well. The eyes of the two young people instantly became filled with panic:

"Junior Sister, save me!!"

Swish!

The figure shrouded in the halo blocked Emperor Wu Lie, Ji Hengjiang's path and sighed:

"Imperial Father, please spare my two Senior Brothers for the sake of your daughter's Face!"

"Hehehe!"

Emperor Wu Lie, Ji Hengjiang swallowed the heart in his hand in one gulp, chewing and swallowing it into his stomach, with a trace of blood remaining at the corner of his mouth, looking incredibly ferocious.

He sneered:

"My good daughter, Imperial Father has not treated you poorly. Why have you joined forces with outsiders to target your father?"

"You truly make Imperial Father so heartbroken!"

The Princess's expression did not change in the slightest; just as she was about to speak, she suddenly turned her head to look in another direction.

...

...

Yan Chu was completely bathed in White Flames.

After the initial explosion, the flames became gentle, spreading like living things to every inch of his skin and every bone.

He controlled them as easily as his own limbs!

[Cultivation: Yuantai Realm Peak]

[Cultivation Technique: Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Great Art (Shattering Vajra 1,243,300/4,000,000), Ten Suns Sacred Fire (White Flame 2,434,621/10,000,000)]

"Too powerful!"

Yan Chu slowly clenched his fist and murmured to himself:

"I am simply too powerful!"

The terrifying power surging within him and the white sacred fire capable of incinerating everything filled Yan Chu with incomparable confidence. At this moment, he was the number one expert in the world.

Whether in the south or north, in the past or present, he believed no one's strength surpassed his.

This was not only the confidence brought by his extremely formidable cultivation.

It also came from the fourth stage of the Ten Suns Sacred Fire—the White Sacred Fire.

If he did not exercise control and threw the White Sacred Flame into the outside world, it truly had the potential to incinerate the entire world.

"Alright! Now I can go find the others and regroup!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Chu's mouth.

No matter what was hidden inside Heavenly Pillar Mountain, nothing could stop him. Now, if a god blocks him, he'll kill the god; if a Buddha blocks him, he'll kill the Buddha!

...

"The world is changing; the Ghost King Wushe has revived!"

On that wasteland, the Ascetic Dingyan slowly rose, looking at the Nine Nether gray mist covering the sky, his tone solemn.

The other half of his Face had returned to normal.

However, there was still a black skull mark on his neck.

Even with the Sarira and the Amrita Vidyaraja Mantra, he hadn't been able to completely eliminate this mark.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Monk Liaochen asked:

"Senior said last time that your Heart Demon was triggered from hundreds of miles away by the Ghost King Wushe. Now that he has revived, how can we avoid him and climb the Heavenly Pillar?"

A cold smile appeared on the Ascetic Dingyan's Face as he said:

"Rest assured, the Ghost King Wushe is not the greatest threat in this blessed land; there are other powerful people who can deal with him!"

"The experts of the past thousand years are gathered here now. It remains to be seen who will emerge victorious in the end!"

"Hmm..."

Holy Monk Liaochen nodded in contemplation.

Immediately, the people of the Buddhist sect left the desert and headed toward the Heavenly Pillar at the very center.

By now, many of the Nine Nether Evil Spirits within the Tianzhu Mountain Blessed Land had been cleared out.

But many Devas who had entered from the outside were startled by this and still did not dare to explore the depths at will, only venturing to search for resources within a small area.

But for those determined to ascend to the Upper Realm, these things were nothing at all.

Even as three Auras that suppressed the entire blessed land rose in the distance, it would not make their goals waver in the slightest.

On the contrary, it made them more certain that the opening of the Heavenly Gate was today.

For a time, many powerful presences began to speed up, wanting to compete for the greatest Opportunity within Heavenly Pillar Mountain.

...

"It seems that just as the sect's secret scrolls recorded, a Ghost King-level Nine Nether Evil Spirit is sealed here!"

By a small stream in a valley, the Sect Master of the Holy Lotus Sect said as he watched the powerful Auras erupting in the distance.

Beside him, the Sect Master's Wife, shrouded in a black robe, said softly:

"To be able to Seal a Ghost King, the other two Auras are not lacking in the least!"

"Could it really be the last emperor of Great Zhou, Emperor Wulie, as recorded in the scriptures? He actually lived for over four thousand years?"

"Hard to say!"

The Holy Lotus Sect Venerable shook his head, his eyes narrowing slightly:

"Over so many years, countless people have entered Heavenly Pillar Mountain. No one can predict what Realm they could Cultivate to within Heavenly Pillar Mountain!"

"Perhaps there really are heaven-sent talents who didn't die at the hands of the Nine Nether Evil Spirits and instead survived for a long time?"

The next second, a trace of disdain appeared on the Holy Lotus Sect Venerable's Face:

"Let them go and fight for that Heavenly Gate or whatever!"

"The so-called Heavenly Gate Opportunity is something the world has fought over for thousands of years; compared to the Old Mother's blessing, it's simply not worth mentioning!"

"Let's go!"

The Sect Master's Wife held a map in her hand, which depicted the landscape and water flow within the Tianzhu Mountain Blessed Land, finally pointing to a place where Spiritual Veins converged.

The source of the stream they were by was exactly there.

"This White Lotus has been planted within Heavenly Pillar Mountain for three thousand years, absorbing all the wonders of heaven and earth. It will surely be able to carry the Old Mother's will as she descends!"

"When that time comes, the entire world will be transformed into the Vacuum Home, where everyone will be free from life and death, enjoying eternal peace and happiness. Isn't that much better than some Ascension to the Upper Realm?"