415: The shock of the gods

That stunning sword strike captured everyone's attention.

Nezha stared blankly at the hundred-mile-long sword mark on the ground, filled with both the joy of surviving a catastrophe and awe at the power of that single sword strike.

But what was this Ghost Country Dominator?

And what puzzled Nezha most was that the Law contained within that sword strike felt incredibly unfamiliar to him.

Among the Great Xia Gods, while many used swords as weapons, their Law did not lie in the sword itself.

However, that recent slash was different; it carried a strong Sword Dao Qi, so potent that merely looking at it made one feel as if they would be cut.

With such pure Sword Dao Law, who exactly was this Ghost Country Dominator?

Equally puzzled were the Olympian Gods!

Ares, who just a second ago had been pushing Nezha back, had his arm severed by that inexplicable Sword Qi?

One must know, at this moment, Ares was not just himself; he had undergone a Fusion with the Divine Power of the Hundred-Armed Giant and the Cyclops.

Possessing triple Divine Power, how could his Physical Body be so easily severed by someone?

Zeus looked up at the crack in the sky, and through a rift in the dark clouds, a ray of sunlight shone down upon the earth.

At the boundary between the overcast sky and the sunlight, a figure with flowing robes appeared before the Gods.

The figure wore a black robe, his long hair simply tied with a hemp rope, a long sword hung at his left hip, and his left hand held a vermilion gourd.

Poseidon, the Sea God, looked at the figure, his face filled with shock.

"How is this possible? That person... how could he..."

His astonished expression and disjointed words immediately drew the attention of the other Deities.

Apollo, the Sun God, asked, "Poseidon, do you know that person?"

Poseidon, the Sea God, nodded, "Indeed, that person is one of the five human powerhouses of the Great Xia Night Watchers, Sword Saint Zhou Ping!"

"What? Zhou Ping?"

"That Zhou Ping, who with a human body, resisted a Deity?"

"Impossible! Although his combat power is extraordinary, that recent slash clearly contained the Law. How could a human become a God?"

"Even if he became a Deity, he would inevitably begin the process of Dao Fusion, but he doesn't look like he's undergoing Dao Fusion right now."

...

The Olympian Gods were shocked by Poseidon's words and began to speculate.

Regardless, the fact that a human possessed the power of Law was simply too unbelievable.

If the previous Great Xia individual named Song Zhong was just an exception, then what was going on with Zhou Ping now?

Had Great Xia already mastered a method that could allow humans to escape the crisis of Dao Fusion?

If that were truly the case, it would be too troublesome.

Such a method would be a huge crisis for the God Country and must be controlled by Olympus.

The attention of the Olympian Gods was entirely focused on Zhou Ping's becoming a God, and no one paid attention to Ares in the battlefield.

At this moment, Ares was in immense pain; the sharp agony from hundreds of severed arm wounds brought him out of his berserk state.

"Pain, so much pain! Who? Who dares to injure me?"

Ares's roar echoed to the heavens.

Zhou Ping glanced at Ares, then raised his gourd and poured the fine wine into his mouth.

"A hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests, a single sword's light chills nineteen continents!"

Clang!

The Dragon Elephant Sword suddenly unsheathed, and countless Sword Qi wove into a dense sword net, flying towards Ares's location.

Ares was severely wounded at this time, and his internal Divine Power rapidly drained away with the spilling blood.

Facing such a dense attack, he simply had no ability to evade.

"Save me!"

Ares let out a wail, and suddenly, his body shifted horizontally at a strange angle.

Ares didn't know what happened, only feeling his body rapidly retreating.

Zhou Ping's eyes narrowed, then the Dragon Elephant Sword trembled, and the sword net once again split into three thousand Sword Qi, pursuing Ares.

As Ares's body rapidly retreated, the three thousand Sword Qi came slashing, yet they all stopped simultaneously in front of Ares.

Boom!

The three thousand Sword Qi exploded simultaneously, encountering some unknown force.

The immense impact directly pushed Ares's body back into the midst of the Olympian Gods.

Apollo, the Sun God, flew in front of Ares and injected a stream of Divine Power into his body, immediately stopping the bleeding from Ares's wounds.

Apollo, the Sun God, in Greek mythology, also held the authority over medicine and healing, so he was very skilled at treating injuries.

As Ares's injuries gradually recovered, his body also began to shrink.

The Divine Souls of the Hundred-Armed Giant and the Cyclops were completely damaged by Zhou Ping's strike and could no longer be used.

Ares himself had also lost both arms.

In the battlefield, Zhou Ping had already arrived in front of Nezha.

Nezha was about to say something but was stopped by Zhou Ping, "Third Prince, reinforcements will arrive soon, but for now, we must first preserve ourselves."

Nezha understood Zhou Ping's meaning and immediately began to circulate his Divine Power to heal his injuries.

The dust caused by the explosion of the three thousand Sword Qi gradually dissipated with the strong wind.

From within the dust, a figure emerged.

Hades, the King of the Netherworld, his robes tattered, looked somewhat disheveled.

He removed his helmet; upon the helmet, countless holes appeared, all caused by the precise Sword Qi.

"What a pity for my helmet!" Hades, the King of the Netherworld, slowly said.

He turned his gaze to Zhou Ping, his clothes also restored to their original state, "Although I don't know how a worm-like existence like you obtained the Law, I won't agree to you destroying my invisibility helmet without paying some price!"

Zhou Ping was not flustered in the slightest, "Oh? It seems you are quite confident you can defeat me?"

Hades, the King of the Netherworld, smiled slightly, "I am the Dominator of the Netherworld, the eternal and immortal Dominator of Death. Do you think you can survive in front of me?"

"How will we know if we don't try?"

Zhou Ping, holding the Dragon Elephant Sword, actually charged towards Hades.

This abnormal move made Hades pause; the opponent just charged straight at him like that?

Hades's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly, he discovered with horror that the Dragon Elephant Sword in Zhou Ping's hand had disappeared at some unknown point.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis struck him from the back of his head.

This guy's movements are so fast!

Hades didn't even think; his figure suddenly turned into a void, and then the original bloody battlefield suddenly began to transform into the blackness of death.

Countless skeletal bones crawled out from the black earth, emitting painful wails; the resentment of death made these skeletons want to annihilate everything in their sight.

Boom!

The Dragon Elephant Sword passed through the phantom of Hades, the King of the Netherworld, and directly struck the skeletons, which instantly turned into dust.

However, the number of such skeletons was simply too great, and more undead began to emerge from underground.