One skill point per second, I turn fireballs into forbidden spells.

Chapter 1032 The Final Fight
No, what the hell do you mean?
Could it be that this fight has made him stupid?! He's overlooked the playful nature of the Fuxi Talisman.

From the moment the Fuxi Talisman was first created, he had always wanted to play tricks on the masters of the Immortal King lineage. How could his words possibly be true?

"You bunch of idiots, have you been beaten senseless? Do you think that guy will let us go? Even if he does, how are we going to explain this to the Celestial King? If such an amazing artifact falls into the wrong hands, what chance do any of you have of surviving?"

"Given the current situation, we're doomed. What, do you think I'll save you by kneeling down and apologizing? We have absolutely no right to negotiate with him!"

You know what, even though Juhun is a bit weak in terms of strength, he's still quite clear-headed when things get tough.

Those who are truly strong have no burden of integrity; they do things entirely as they please.

After wandering through the Three Realms and Six Paths for a long time, you will understand a principle:
Promises must indeed be kept.

But there are rules about who you should keep your promises to.

Take Soul Gathering for example. The people he should keep his promise to are Immortal Kings and high-ranking gods whose strength is comparable to his own. Only those who are as strong as him or surpass him will cause him trouble when he breaks his promise.

If it were any random high god whose divine power level was not much different from Lin Yi's, one can imagine what would happen.

Even if Soul Gathering breaks its promise to someone far weaker than itself, so what?

Even if that guy is very eloquent and makes his breach of trust sound utterly heinous and unforgivable, so what?

When I'm in a good mood, I let that guy say whatever he wants and I'm too lazy to argue with him.

If I'm in a bad mood, slapping that guy to death is just a piece of cake.

In this situation, the one who holds the power of discourse is none other than the Fuxi Talisman.

He gathered souls to save people, but he knew better than anyone what kind of person Fuxi Fu was.

Even if they kowtowed and admitted their mistakes, even if they kowtowed until their heads exploded, Fuxi Fu would not let the gods present off the hook.

Just as the gods hesitated, the Fuxi Talisman, shimmering with golden light, had already teleported to the protective barrier of the Fallen Gods Formation.

He concentrated all his power into his fist and then slammed it down heavily onto the protective barrier of the Fallen God Formation.

The originally sturdy protective barrier trembled violently under this attack, causing the pupils of the gods inside to tremble.

That's right. If the members who contribute to the great formation are even slightly distracted, it will affect their output of divine power to the Fallen God Formation. If the output of divine power is affected, the strength of the formation's protective shield will naturally fluctuate.

"Heh, Soul Gathering, living too clearly isn't necessarily a good thing, is it? If you kneel down today, how much more fun will I get?"

And so, Lin Yi continued to remain hidden, watching this epic battle unfold from the sidelines.

To put it bluntly, Lin Yi didn't have much hope of succeeding in entering this secret realm to seize the Fuxi Talisman.

Especially after witnessing the battle between the gods and the Fuxi Talisman, this thought became particularly strong in Lin Yi's mind.

The Fuxi symbol is indeed a weapon that governs reality, and this is absolutely true.

The Fuxi Talisman can unleash all sorts of bizarre and wonderful attack methods; there's nothing it can't do if you can't imagine it.

Sure enough, the only feasible way to deal with such a uniquely capable individual is to activate a divine power shield at any time.

After about half an hour, the powerful figures on the Immortal King's side were mostly pale-faced. Constantly activating their all-around protective shields and occasionally seizing opportunities to counterattack the Fuxi Talisman, the consumption of their divine power was terrifying.

The only reason they are still standing is because of the fear of death.

Fuxi Fu showed no mercy to them. If they relaxed their guard, a barrage of attacks would rain down on them. To survive, they could only keep squeezing out the divine power within their bodies.

"Kid, you're incredibly lucky."

As Lin Yi's martial soul, the Great Sage is able to obtain information sharing from Lin Yi's [All-Seeing Eye].

After analyzing for a while, combining the information about the Fuxi Talisman already possessed in the [All-Seeing Eye] database, as well as the unique intelligence provided by Wuzhiqi, the All-Seeing Eye concluded the current situation of the Fuxi Talisman.

Although it is a divine artifact of an ancient god and possesses independent consciousness, it has no master to control it, and the divine power it can store is limited.

Despite his current composure within the Fallen God Formation, he is no longer able to use his divine power to forcibly reverse the formation's attack target and repeat his previous method of using others to kill.

His opponents, nearly a hundred high-ranking gods, were also unable to launch any decent attacks.

The fear of the Fuxi Talisman's abilities lingered in their minds and never dissipated, causing them to only dare to use weak and ineffective attacks to deplete the Fuxi Talisman from beginning to end.

"You bunch of rotten fish and shrimp, you're really annoying. I'm too lazy to play with you anymore. You can just die."

After failing to break through for a long time, Fuxi Fu was somewhat exasperated.

Coupled with his own impending limit, he lost his temper and immediately unleashed a powerful attack using all his divine power.

"You guys like to play defensively, don't you like to hide behind the shield? Come on, let's see how long you can hide!"

The Fuxi Talisman leaped into the sky and hovered above, its already dazzling golden light becoming even more blinding, temporarily stunning the eyes of the gods.

In that instant, the Fuxi Talisman transformed its divine power into reality.

[The scorching sun burns the sky!]
As the last note of the Fuxi Talisman fell, the temperature in the entire secret realm suddenly soared to tens of thousands of degrees.

A colossal golden crow, its body large enough to blot out the sky, appeared without warning above the secret realm.

As it flapped its wings, the terrifying flames that consumed everything transformed into feathers and fell.

The giant lake, stripped of all its color, was instantly evaporated upon contact with a single feather, demonstrating its terrifying temperature. Golden feathers drifted down from the sky, a scene that, objectively speaking, was quite beautiful.

Unfortunately, none of these nearly one hundred high-ranking gods were in the mood to appreciate it. In their eyes, what difference was there between this scene and the apocalypse?

If the protective shield of the Fallen Gods Formation hadn't been activated, those gods whose divine power level was below Grade B would have been reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Even with the protective array that blocked out most of the heat, these gods still felt a searing pain engulfing their entire bodies.

Of course, at this point, taking a defensive stance would clearly not be a wise move.

The divine power required to withstand temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees is enormous.

At the current rate of divine power consumption, in less than a minute, all gods of rank B or above, including the God of Soul Gathering, will have their power completely exhausted.

(End of this chapter)