257: Chapter 257 One sword strike, the nation's fate is shattered

That sentence, "If you don't get lost now, I will destroy your Divine Kingdom," was not a mere verbal threat.

Every word seemed to contain the supreme rule of 'words becoming law,' like a red-hot branding iron, ruthlessly searing itself into the soul origin of the Heguo Heavenly God.

He could clearly feel that if he hesitated for even half a second longer, the endless thunderclouds shrouding the entire nation would instantly rain down world-ending divine punishment.

At that point, let alone Japan, even his own existence would be completely erased!

If this terrifying existence really charged into Takamagahara...

Could the God Lord withstand it?

He didn't dare think further.

He didn't know if the God Lord could hold out, but he certainly couldn't.

The blazing divine fire surrounding the Heguo Heavenly God's body seemed to have a bucket of ice water poured over it at this moment, instantly dimming by ninety percent.

On his blurred face composed of light and shadow, a mortal-like terror surfaced.

"You..."

He wanted to ask, wanted to know exactly which existence this was.

But as soon as that word "You" left his mouth, the thunderclouds above the heavens suddenly sank.

Billions of purple lightning bolts tumbled through the clouds like dragons and snakes, and that destructive pressure suddenly increased tenfold!

The Heguo Heavenly God trembled all over, and the words at the tip of his tongue were forced back down.

If Providence is gone, it can be slowly gathered again.

If believers are gone, they can be re-developed.

But if he died... then everything would truly be gone!

The Heguo Heavenly God stared fixedly at the hundred-meter-tall Demon God below, then glanced warily at the sky, his voice filled with unwillingness and malice.

"I will remember what happened today!"

With that, he didn't dare stay for a moment longer, his golden figure turning into a streak of light.

Without looking back, he fled frantically toward the horizon, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The God had run away.

Amidst the kneeling and prayers of countless believers, the Guardian God they regarded as their final hope had fled.

...

Above the ruins of the Red Capital Shinto Shrine.

Chen Yu maintained his Monarch Incarnation, his heart equally shocked.

That pressure, that vast voice...

He couldn't help but look up; within his Spiritual Sight, energy particles were like a galaxy.

Within his purple-gold pupils, the sky full of thunderclouds was reflected.

His gaze penetrated through the layers of leaden clouds, seeing behind that endless sea of thunder.

There was no concrete form there, only a silhouette that could not be described with words.

It was a Dharma Image so towering it was beyond imagination.

Clad in a purple imperial robe and wearing a Ping Tian Crown, it was surrounded by billions of divine lights of order transformed from the laws of thunder.

Merely by existing there, it seemed like the incarnation of the thunder authority of the entire universe.

The Dharma Image seemed to sense Chen Yu's prying and slowly lowered its head.

A pair of eyes composed of pure thunder swept over indifferently.

Boom!

Chen Yu felt a roar in his brain, and a sharp pain came from his eyes.

Despite this, he still identified its identity from the patterns on the Dharma Image's robes and the aura of authority.

That was... the Thunder Ancestor!

The The Heavenly Venerable Manifesting Thunder, Sound, and Primordial Essence of the Nine Heavens!

"As expected... they really exist." Huge waves surged in Chen Yu's heart.

And, aren't these lightning eyes a bit too strong?

He could feel that there was no malice in that gaze, but the power dissipating from it alone was terrifyingly formidable!

Just then, a burst of hysterical roaring came from below.

"Useless! Useless!!"

It was Watanabe Jie.

Watching the back of his Heavenly God fleeing in panic, his faith collapsed in an instant, replaced by endless anger and despair.

"Can't even beat a single devil! What use do I have for a god like you! You're useless!!"

He acted like a madman, picking up stones from the ground and throwing them crazily toward the sky, cursing the deity he had just been devoutly kneeling to.

This scene spread across the world through the live broadcast camera.

Countless people saw a nation's Prime Minister, like a mad dog, cursing the god who had abandoned him upon the ruins of his own capital.

How ironic.

The figure of the Thunder Ancestor had also vanished, as if he had never appeared.

Chen Yu withdrew his mind, and his purple-gold eyes became cold once again.

He could feel that time for the Monarch Incarnation was running out.

To be precise, when facing the Heguo Heavenly God's attack just now, the incarnation had already nearly collapsed.

He was holding it together purely by sheer willpower.

He had to settle this as quickly as possible.

Buzz—

He held high that pitch-black giant sword that pierced through heaven and earth.

During the time he was confronting the Heguo Heavenly God, the plundering of Providence had never stopped.

At this moment, the billions of white silk threads extracted from deep within the land of Japan had all converged between his palms.

Japan's remaining civilizational Providence was less than one in ten thousand.

"Watanabe Jie."

Chen Yu spoke, his voice like a funeral bell from the Nine Serenities, echoing over the entire Red Capital.

The madman-like Watanabe Jie suddenly froze, looking up at the Demon God gazing down at him, with only fear left in his eyes.

"You... what do you want to do..."

"Nothing much."

Chen Yu's voice was devoid of emotion.

"I just want you, all of you, and the whole world to see clearly."

"Break!"

The moment the word fell, he used his last ounce of strength to swing the giant sword in his hand.

This strike had no world-shaking momentum, no space-tearing sharpness.

What it slashed through was something more ethereal, yet more fundamental.

Ssh—

It was the soft sound of silk being torn.

Those billions of white Providence threads gathered in his hand, connecting to the land of Japan, were severed in the middle by a single sword strike!

The moment they snapped, the entirety of Japan felt an inexplicable sense of heart palpitations.

It was as if something vital had been permanently stripped from the depths of their souls.

They didn't know that for a very, very long time in the future...

...this nation would no longer have even the slightest possibility of prosperity.

Waiting for them were countless natural and man-made disasters, diseases, and calamities.

Having done all this, Chen Yu felt his vision go dark.

Cracks began to appear on the pitch-black armor of the hundred-meter-tall Monarch Incarnation, and countless points of light dissipated from the fissures as its form became illusory.

He could hardly hold on.

But he still forced himself to endure, using his final strength to declare his judgment to this sinful land and the entire world.

"A hundred years ago, you relied on the advantage of your beast-like soldiers to commit acts of animals; your blood debts are numerous, too many to record."

"A hundred years later, you do not reflect or repent, enshrining war criminals and desiring to reignite the fires of war; your sins are unforgivable."

"If the gods will not punish you, I will."

"If the heavens will not take you, I will."

"This is a settlement, and also a beginning."

"Whoever offends my Huaxia, though they be far away, shall be executed!"

Boom—!

At the final moment after the words fell, the hundred-meter-tall Monarch Incarnation could no longer maintain itself and completely disintegrated in a loud explosion.

It turned into a sky full of flying black light dots, dissipating in the wind.

And at the core where the Demon God disintegrated, a figure flashed by.

In the courtyard next to the Shinto Shrine, Chen Yu crashed onto the ground with a thud, sending mud flying.

His spiritual power was exhausted; Chen Yu staggered a few steps and was about to collapse.

Just then, a figure appeared beside him and supported him.

Chen Yu looked up and saw Lin Miao with tearful eyes.

Lin Miao had been waiting here all along.

She had also watched everything that happened.

Those hatreds, those blood debts, were finally vented at this moment.