Rewriting the Gods

"Why is the Heavenly Court pressing in with its army? It seems that my demon race and the Heavenly Court have never had any karmic connection."

Lu Ya stood before the group of demons and spoke in a deep voice.

This was also what Lu Ya was thinking. At present, the Heavenly Court and the Demon Race had never had any contact. Although the Demon Race did not respond to the Heavenly Court as actively as the Human Race, sending their immortals to heaven to become gods.

However, unlike the great sects of Jiejiao and Chanjiao, which were founded by saints, they never made things difficult for the Heavenly Court or its deities.

If we have to talk about cause and effect, the only connection we can make is that the Demon Court was the predecessor of the Heavenly Court.

But that was all a great calamity ago. In fact, it was the demon race that should have been causing trouble. The Heavenly Court took over the Demon Court established by the demon race, and the Heavenly Court was the beneficiary.

"You ancient demons, burdened with immense karma, I, by the decree of the Supreme God of the Three Realms, and in accordance with the will of Heaven, will crush the demon race!"

The True Martial Emperor's gaze fell on Lu Ya, and he immediately spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Zhenwu did not hesitate at all. A celestial sword instantly appeared behind him, and endless celestial light rose up, with the sharp sword light sweeping across the void.

With a wave of his hand, the True Martial Emperor obtained the Haotian Sword and unleashed a sword strike. A sword light that reached the heavens and the earth swept out, directly slashing towards Lu Ya!
Originally, I had no intention of taking action on this expedition. After all, the greatest benefit for the gods of Heaven in annihilating demons and replenishing the origin of heaven and earth would be to gain merit.

However, as the supreme ruler of the Three Realms, Haotian is not lacking in merit. In a sense, Haotian is even the one who bestows merit, and the amount of merit has no effect on Haotian.

Originally, Haotian intended to stay in the Heavenly Court and let the newly appointed gods complete the demon-subduing plan.

At most, one can send one of their own avatars to oversee the situation and mediate between the various factions.

As for personally taking action like this, Haotian had never even considered it, because it was simply not something a supreme being of the Three Realms should do.

But the human race is too powerful. If I don't personally intervene, no force in the entire Heavenly Court can stand against the human race.

I had no choice but to take matters into my own hands.

Facing Haotian, Lu Ya's expression changed instantly upon seeing the fierce sword light before him. He cursed inwardly, and a sense of dread rose within him.

Such powerful sword energy, such profound cultivation.

There is such a person in the Heavenly Court, but I have never heard of him before.

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, Lu Ya's hands moved swiftly, his magical power surging, and crimson solar fire erupted, creating a blazing crimson sun behind him.

Under the blazing sun, a massive crimson figure emerged. It was a crimson bird with three legs under its belly. It was none other than the innate divine beast born from the sun, which was Lu Ya's true form—the Three-Legged Golden Crow!
Gazing at the sword light before him, Lu Ya raised his hand and pointed. The three-legged golden crow phantom let out a long cry and transformed into a crimson light that collided with the sword light.

boom!
An endless roar resounded through the void as the condensed true solar fire exploded, its flames sweeping across the void. The sword light unleashed by the True Martial Emperor was also largely devoured by the endless true solar fire.

Only a thin layer of golden light remained, piercing through the sea of ​​fire and slashing towards Lu Ya.

In their first encounter, the True Martial Emperor gained a clear advantage. Of course, this was due to the spiritual treasure he used. As a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Haotian Sword could completely turn the tide of battle in a battlefield below the level of a saint.

Seeing this, Lu Ya snorted coldly and casually waved his hand, causing billowing flames to rise and incinerate the remaining sword light.

The True Martial Emperor remained expressionless, taking a step forward. His Haotian Sword shone with brilliant light once more, unleashing a sword beam that pierced the air, directly striking towards Lu Ya. At the same time, unlike his previous sword strike, the True Martial Emperor did not stand idly by. After unleashing his sword, he immediately pressed forward without hesitation, his Haotian Sword gleaming once more.

Gazing at the even more intense sword light before him, Lu Ya did not hesitate at all. His three corpses moved simultaneously, and dense magical power surged into his true form, instantly raising Lu Ya's aura to a new level.

As his magical power increased, the great sun behind Lu Ya instantly became even more dazzling, and a three-legged golden crow phantom, several times larger than before, appeared in the void.

It transformed into a dazzling rainbow and crashed into Lu Ya.

This time, with the power of the Three Corpses, the three-legged golden crow phantom has changed from its initial red color to a golden-red color, and the scorching heat sweeps across the void.

Even the sword energy unleashed by the True Martial Emperor melted before such scorching sun fire.

Despite blocking the sword strike, the three-legged golden crow phantom in the void still existed, though it was still somewhat illusory, it was far from dissipating.

Both Zhenwu the Great and Lu Ya were at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, with almost no difference in magical power. However, the problem was that Zhenwu the Great at this time was merely one of Haotian's three corpses, while Lu Ya was indeed the real person.

With the power of the Three Corpses empowered, even with the Haotian Sword in hand, the True Martial Emperor was still at a disadvantage.

In the void, the three-legged golden crow cried out and transformed into a golden light, merging into the great sun behind Lu Ya. When the phantom of the three-legged golden crow reappeared, all the power it had consumed had been replenished.

The next moment, raging solar fire swept out, instantly turning the entire sky into a sea of ​​fire.

However, Haotian was naturally aware of the current situation. The True Martial Emperor was enough to deal with immortals below the peak of Quasi-Saint, but the True Martial Emperor alone was not enough to deal with a fully-formed peak Quasi-Saint.

When everyone knows a method, there is not much difference between someone who knows it and someone who doesn't; the difference won't be created because of this method.

If it were an ordinary Quasi-Saint, without Saint-level techniques, it would be impossible to fight a peak Quasi-Saint with just one corpse.

However, Haotian was no ordinary Quasi-Saint. There were not many powerful Quasi-Saints at the peak of the Primordial World, but only three could go to Zixiao Palace, and Haotian was one of them.

The True Martial Emperor's expression remained unchanged. With a thought, a detached will emerged from him, and his aura surged instantly, catching up with Lu Ya in a flash, and he did not stop there.

When the aura emanating from the True Martial Emperor stabilized, it was enough to firmly suppress Lu Ya!

In an instant, Lu Ya's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock. How could this be? This had already exceeded the limit of the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm.

Who is this person in front of me?

Lu Ya was filled with endless doubts, but he couldn't care less about anything else at the moment. With a thought, the three-legged golden crow in the void burst out and rushed towards the True Martial Emperor, carrying endless solar true fire.

Lu Ya flipped his hand, and a gourd appeared in his palm. He then spoke:

"Please baby, turn around!"

(End of this chapter)