I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 282 Cutting off the Heavenly Pillar, the Three Realms Collapse

The light of dawn, like a ray of light at dawn, barely broke through the rolling clouds on the mountain top.

The human main force re-formed their array on the cliff platform at the top of the mountain, surrounded by rugged rock walls to form a semicircle, leaving a flat ground in the center, with magic circle runes faintly visible.

The two emperors Yan and Huang stood in silence, examining the placement of the divine meteorite crystal marrow and various ancient magic tools with solemn expressions.

This is the core of the formation. Once activated, it can connect with the power of the four golden tablets in Li Qingyun's body and bombard the foundation of the Heavenly Pillar.

This is also the powerful method that the two emperors Yan and Huang figured out after learning that Li Qingyun possessed the "Will of the God of War" after studying for several days.

In the camp, soldiers, exhausted by the smoke and blood, silently guarded their positions.

The fierce battle just ended yesterday, and this morning we are facing an even more dangerous final blow.

Huangdi said softly to Yandi:

"Once the formation is activated, the Lord of the Netherworld will surely attack again. Li Qingyun will have to use the will of the God of War to withstand his final counterattack."

Emperor Yan nodded slightly, his eyes showing compassion:
"The casualties are huge, but if the Sky Pillar is broken, the human race will still be trapped under the iron hoof of the primitive world. We have no choice but to gamble."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingyun appeared behind the crowd.

He walked slowly towards me, the handle of his knife trembling in the wind, and there seemed to be a golden glow in his eyes.

Although the "Will of the God of War" yesterday was temporarily dormant, it was still stirring in the four golden tablets in the body.

He stood beside the two emperors and cast a firm look at the soldiers around him:
"I'm ready to go."

The two emperors Yan and Huang looked at each other and nodded.

In an instant, the runes in the formation glowed like burning flames, and every stroke seemed to have spirituality, exuding an ancient and dangerous aura.

The clouds above the sky rolled violently, and as if sensing the humans' great movements, the lightning and thunder began to weave blood-red streaks in the air, as if the sky was cracking.

"All soldiers, retreat and protect the surrounding areas."

Huangdi gave the order loudly and the generals immediately passed it down.

A large open space was immediately cleared at the camp on the top of the mountain, leaving only the two emperors Yan and Huang, Li Qingyun, and a few priests and Taoists who were maintaining the magic weapons in the center.

However, at this moment, a large area of ​​black fog suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

Accompanied by a piercing and strange howl, the Lord of the Underworld reappeared, and under his command, demons surged like a tide, intending to completely destroy the human race's plan at the critical moment.

Li Qingyun's pupils shrank:
"Sure enough, it's here."

"Array up!"

Emperor Yan shouted in domineering voice, and his sword and shield soldiers formed shields to meet the enemy, first blocking the Nether Demon in the outer circle.

The two emperors cast a spell to protect the human race's formation from being dispersed by the black fog.

In the air, the Lord of the Underworld’s appearance was half frozen and half dispersed, grinning grimly:

"Mount Buzhou cannot be destroyed, you are courting death!"

Black gas filled his hands and his fingertips pointed downward. Hundreds of vengeful spirits circled on the top of the mountain, permeating the air, as if turning the heaven and earth into an abyss of ghosts.

Li Qingyun stepped forward with the knife in hand, a whirlpool surging in his heart.

He felt the burning heat from the four golden tablets rising in his internal organs, as if tens of millions of ferocious beasts were roaring at the same time, eager to break free from their chains.

"We can't delay any longer. Two seniors, please combine your power with mine!"

Li Qingyun shouted loudly, and the runes under his feet glowed. The two emperors Yan and Huang urged their divine power towards him.

At that moment, the core of the formation and the power of the golden tablet attracted each other, and golden light suddenly bloomed around Li Qingyun, causing the sand and gravel on the ground to churn.

The Lord of the Underworld turned pale slightly, and tried his best to activate the Dark Mist to attack, but was resisted by Huangdi and Yandi.

The priests did not hesitate to burn their blood and essence to strengthen the core of the formation, so that the energy of the divine meteorite crystal marrow could be continuously injected into Li Qingyun's body.

With a loud bang, Li Qingyun seemed to hear the call of an ancient god in his ears.

In an instant, he saw four golden slips split open in a cross shape in the gray sea of ​​consciousness, and four phantom ferocious beasts rose up, and an illusion of a war god appeared above his head.

The illusion of the God of War looked majestic, like the supreme god among all gods, staring at Li Qingyun in silence.

An indescribable terrifying force swept through his soul, and his whole body's true energy surged instantly.

"Martial God——"

Li Qingyun muttered in a trance, but had no time to think carefully. He just directed this vast energy to the foundation of Mount Buzhou.

The Lord of the Underworld in the distance saw that the situation was not good, roared, and transformed into a giant claw to strike from the air.

But this time, Li Qingyun did not retreat but advanced instead, slashing with his sword. The golden light of the sword was brighter than lightning, and a huge roar rose into the sky.

"retreat!"

The Lord of the Underworld was terrified and tried to withstand the force of the sword, but was still chopped back dozens of feet and vomited black blood.

The entire mountain top seemed to be covered with golden light, and everyone felt the fullness of sword energy, as if thunder and fire from the nine heavens were erupting together.

Huangdi and Yandi were stunned. The strength of this force was beyond anything they had ever seen before. It was simply not at a level that could exist in the human world.

Li Qingyun felt that his veins were like surging waves of fire, and the shadows of the four ferocious beasts flashed around him. The power representing the will of the God of War was like a surging tide.

He roared and tried his best to channel this energy into the center of the formation.

"Behead—Bu—Zhou—Shan—!"

Every time he uttered a word, the heaven and earth trembled.

The runes surged in series, interweaving in mid-air to form a huge illusory sword shadow, which spun in the air, bursting out with unprecedented brilliance.

A deafening explosion was heard from deep within the rocks, and rubble flew everywhere like a rainstorm, with some people even being hit by the flying rocks without warning.

The Lord of the Underworld roared while injured, and forcibly condensed the remaining black air to try to stop it, but was forced back again by the divine light shot by the two emperors Yan and Huang.

The giant knife shadow chopped straight towards the mountain without any obstruction.

"Crack--"

With a loud bang, several terrifying cracks burst out from the foundation of Mount Buzhou, as if the pillars of heaven and earth were suddenly cut off.

Then there were deep and muffled sounds, like the roar of an ancient giant beast, rushing out from the belly of the mountain.

The cliffs collapsed one after another, billowing dust rushed into the sky, lightning struck intensively in the air, and bloody gale swept in all directions.

The rocks and rocks all over the mountains broke with a loud bang, and the earth shook.

"Back off!"

Li Qingyun shouted, supporting his sword with both arms to resist the shaking of the earth.

Countless soldiers were unable to crawl and fell down one after another, with wailing and fear everywhere in the shattering air waves.

The Lord of the Underworld was horrified upon seeing this, as if he realized that the game was hopeless. He growled with a distorted face, then turned into black mist and fled into the distance.

In an instant, the mountain continued to collapse.

The entire Buzhou Mountain seemed to be split in half by an invisible giant axe and fell down with a loud bang. The pillar of heaven that stood tall against the earth was completely shattered.

As the roots of the mountains disintegrated, huge spatial cracks appeared in the entire ancient land.

The sky seemed to be torn into several pieces, and blood-red gale penetrated in, separating the three realms from each other.

The human soldiers could hardly keep their balance in this earth-shattering scene and could only cling to the remaining rocks or hold on to each other.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the spiritual world, the divine world, and the human world each broke away from their original forms and slid into different dimensions.

Someone exclaimed:

"The sky...is it falling?!"

Half of the mountain top was swallowed by cracks, and dust was flying all over the sky, as if it was the end of the world.

"hold onto!"

Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor mobilized the last of their divine power to guide the remaining human troops to save their lives and pull them back from the brink of collapse.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and destruction, and distorted light images showed the roar of countless demons.

Li Qingyun still stood in the center of the formation. Even though his blood was surging, he felt the energy gathered by the four golden tablets in his body surge back again.

"what--!"

He roared towards the sky, and a golden flame rushed from his dantian to the top of his head, instantly penetrating all the meridians in his body.

Gray fog was swirling in the palace, as if it was receiving several times the nourishment, channeling the majestic power of the mountain and the will of the God of War into Li Qingyun's body.

He felt that his cultivation level skyrocketed in an instant, from the early stage of the eighth realm "Taiyi Immortal" to the peak, and was even striving for a higher realm.

Every inch of his Hunyuan Yangshendao body seemed to be refined and sparkling with rosy light.

This outburst shocked the two emperors Yan and Huang, and Guangchengzi was even more amazed:
"He... is actually approaching the ninth realm?!"

Yes, the divine power that destroyed the mountain was returned in one move, detonating the potential of the palace and allowing Li Qingyun to directly climb to the threshold of the "Hunyuan Daluo Immortal" realm.

The golden air flow surrounded his entire body like a tornado, making his face shrouded in divine power.

"Ho!"

Li Qingyun gritted his teeth and growled. The pleasure he felt when his spiritual power surged was so great that he couldn't help but let out a long howl.

The golden light on the blade was still flickering, and with one strike of the sword, lightning was chopped off, and two residual flames flew away, shattering the remaining demons in the surrounding sky.

The soldiers saw this scene from afar in the billowing smoke and dust, and they were all filled with awe.

While the three realms were sinking and collapsing, Li Qingyun was absorbing energy and rising steadily.

Where in the world have you ever seen such a miracle of "soaring against the trend"?
The sound of landslides continued to rumble, and countless gods and demons screamed miserably at the edge of the rift, but were drowned like ants in the waves of sword light and the breaking of the earth.

The Lord of the Underworld fled in panic, and the old gods of the ancient times lingered on, and each of them flew away.

In an instant, Mount Buzhou collapsed completely, leaving only broken walls, abyss and dust in the sky.

The spiritual world, the divine world, and the human world were also cut apart and divided by the mad force due to the collapse of the pillars of heaven, and gradually slid into different dimensions.

This historic scene shocked everyone.

Mortals, gods, and demons all struggled in the chaos, but the human race finally got a chance to survive and broke free from the primitive cage.

When the dust settled a little, Li Qingyun's figure was still standing majestically on the top of the Broken Mountain.

The tip of his knife trembled, the golden light dimmed slightly, and his face showed excitement and fatigue.

"The pillar of heaven... has been broken."

Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor looked at each other, their eyes filled with a mixture of relief and sadness.

They knew that the human race had finally broken the pattern of the inviolability of gods and demons.

The top of the mountain is now devastated, but it is also the starting point of a new era.

Li Qingyun gasped for breath, feeling his own cultivation level still rising, getting closer and closer to the ninth realm, the true energy in his body surged like a sea tide.

The feeling of "a great harvest after the war" made him ecstatic and also contained boundless expectations for the future.

"It's done..." Hanba came with the remnants of the Fire Army, muttering incoherently as he looked at the upside-down world below the cliff.

She couldn't believe that she had witnessed the collapse of the pillar of the ancient world, and her body and mind were shocked to the extreme.

Taoist masters such as Guangchengzi were also shocked and thought to themselves: This young "sub-god" is already close to the terrifying realm of "Hunyuan Daluoxian", which will have a huge impact on the future situation.

Even though they were exhausted at this moment, they all knew that the fate of the human race had been reversed since then.

The blazing gale gradually subsided, leaving only a crack in the sky and continuous blood-red lightning, announcing that the three realms had been separated.

Countless human warriors supported each other and mourned the victims on the top of the mountain. At the same time, they felt that the world below their feet was no longer the old wilderness, but a shattered new world.

Li Qingyun raised his head, silently feeling the four golden tablets return to calm, and the will of the God of War fell asleep again, but the power of Buzhou was deposited in his meridians, accompanying the peak cultivation that surpassed the mundane world.

He felt a sense of worry for some reason, but also a sense of surprise and pride.

Once upon a time, he was just an ordinary man, and wanted to live a lazy life as a useless gang leader in Kaifeng Prefecture. But now he can destroy mountains and pillars with his own hands and overlook the gods and demons.

This is the greatest opportunity left for mankind at the end of the prehistoric era.

When the smoke and dust had completely settled, Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang announced:

"Now that the three realms have been divided, the human race will no longer be shackled by demons. From now on, the human race must strengthen itself and live up to the bloody sacrifices made in this battle!"

The soldiers were excited, but when they saw the mess and corpses on the ground, they couldn't help but cover their faces and cry.

In the end, they won this irreversible gamble.

Li Qingyun put away his sword, but his body could no longer support him and he lost all strength. He almost fell to the ground and his vision became blurry.

Huangdi and Yandi hurriedly supported him. Seeing the golden light still lingering on his body, the two emperors knew that his strength was beyond ordinary and it would take some time to digest it.

With his current great cultivation level, the human race will certainly be able to achieve great things in the future.

Thus, the task of cutting off the Pillar of Heaven was settled, and the aftermath of the collapse of mountains and rivers turned into countless billowing clouds and dissipated among the peaks.

From then on, the gods and demons were separated into three realms and could no longer gather together to wreak havoc on the human world.

The setting sun fell on the broken ridges of Mount Buzhou, casting scarlet bands of light, like a bloody afterglow of doomsday.

After the earth collapsed, the mountain top was desolate and miserable, with broken rocks everywhere and dust that could not be dispersed for a long time.

The human army gathered on the ruins, looking tired but revealing an indescribable sense of relief.

The mountain breeze still stank of blood, mixed with the dust from collapsed rocks, which made many soldiers' throats burn.

At dawn, they were still fighting hard in the bitter wind, but now they witnessed the final collapse of Mount Buzhou with their own eyes, as if it were a lifetime ago.

The wind on the top of the mountain is still fierce.

But in this wind, the human race unloaded thousands of years of oppression on the top of Broken Mountain, in exchange for a moment of vast sky in the future.

Li Qingyun quietly looked at the abyss under his feet, his heart was agitated and he suddenly felt a slight heat in his chest, as if a more mysterious force was moving.

He vaguely sensed that the remains of his Buzhou Divine Mountain began to resonate with the remaining power of the collapsed mountain. Perhaps this would bring about new changes in time and space...

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Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor stood in the center of the cliff, gazing into the abyss on the other side of the broken mountain, with mixed emotions in their eyes.

They mourned the heroic sacrifice of their compatriots, but also lamented that the pillar of heaven had been broken, and the human race had since gained an opportunity unprecedented in history.

Nearby, several tribal leaders and generals were sorting out the wounded and supplies, occasionally looking back at Li Qingyun who was meditating, with strong awe and gratitude in their eyes.

It was he who, relying on the will of the God of War, destroyed the mountain in one fell swoop, laying the foundation for the rebirth of the human race.

Li Qingyun sat cross-legged quietly, his eyes half closed, his body still lingering with golden light.

The indescribable and majestic power from before was swirling in his meridians like a surging wave, and every breath brought an astonishing sense of oppression.

He felt that there seemed to be a more profound inheritance in his blood, which came from the four golden tablets and seemed to echo the broken Buzhou Mountain itself.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and tried hard to dissolve the surging energy and absorb it into himself.

Suddenly, a wave of hot fire rose in his chest, and his meridians were completely opened up.

The golden aura burst out along the meridians, pushing every vein in the body to a new level.

The dust in the air suddenly dispersed, as if an invisible aura was repelling it.

"Um……!"

Li Qingyun groaned, his eyes suddenly opened, a golden light flashed in the depths of his pupils, and the energy in his body vibrated like a dragon's roar.

The rise of spiritual power, along with the final return of the remaining power of the four dormant golden tablets, allowed his cultivation to rise steadily, and almost in an instant he approached the ninth realm - "Hunyuan Daluo Immortal".

The people who were watching around exclaimed in amazement, especially the demigods and Taoists like Guang Chengzi, who were stunned with shock.

No matter how hard or brave one practices Taoism, no one has ever seen anyone break through such a bottleneck overnight. It is simply a miracle that reverses the laws of heaven and earth.

Li Qingyun took a deep breath and clenched his fists, feeling the power of a landslide and tsunami surging in his blood vessels.

The aura around him was like divine fire burning a cauldron, and the dragon-roaring sword intent that had survived a calamity filled the air again, making many wounded soldiers feel like they were basking in the warm sun and also making the human race feel excited.

This kind of "leap" effect not only comes from the aftermath of the act of destroying the sky, but is also inseparable from the return of the divinity of Mount Buzhou that has been dormant for eternity.

"It turns out... the original power contained in Mount Buzhou itself can resonate with my mysterious palace."

Li Qingyun's mind was shaken, and gray fog rolled around in the palace in his mind. It seemed that the shadow of an ancient god was staring at him, and then gradually disappeared.

Although it was mysterious, he could clearly feel that the power released by the "Four Evil Golden Tablets" was far from completely dissipated, and it was blending with the ancient aura that surged out after the mountain collapsed.

The moment he calmed his mind, Li Qingyun suddenly felt a strange beating in the center of his chest.

Is that - the "remains of Mount Buzhou" that he brought back from the Song Dynasty?
The remains, which had been silent all this time, began to emit a faint spiritual light after the destruction of the ancient Buzhou Mountain, creating a wonderful resonance with the remaining mountain origins in the surrounding earth veins.

Strands of fluorescent light emanated from his body, wrapping around his limbs and bones like vines, and then condensing into the Dantian Palace.

He only felt his spiritual sea churning violently, and a faint spatial crack appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Li Qingyun stood up suddenly and looked at the faint golden light on his chest in surprise - the divinity in the remains of Mount Buzhou seemed to awaken, and wanted to connect him to another time and space.

"Li Qingyun?"

Emperor Yan noticed his abnormality, took a step forward and asked in a low voice.

Huangdi, Hanba and others also gathered around him, looking nervous, fearing that the ancient power integrated into his body would get out of control.

Li Qingyun shook his head, but an excited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"I... seem to be able to sense a crack in another world, and I can return to the Song Dynasty at any time... my original time and space."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding human races changed color.

Although many people do not understand what the "Great Song Dynasty" is, they know that this is the human world that Li Qingyun originally set foot in, which means that he can cross the boundary at any time and become a being beyond the primitive world.

Guangchengzi, who was standing aside, weighed the situation secretly and was horrified.

The ability to travel through time and space is something that surpasses the aspirations of countless cultivators, and even true gods may not be able to do it.

The two emperors Yan and Huang remained silent for a moment, their expressions showing both relief and a hint of reluctance.

In any case, it is a blessing that the human race can have an extra way out when fighting with the Lord of the Underworld.

Li Qingyun looked at the two emperors and clasped his fists solemnly:
"Although this battle was won, there are still many aftereffects. If I can travel back and forth between the two worlds, I can help the Song Dynasty and the prehistoric world to fight against gods and demons in the future. Besides, the power of Mount Buzhou may not be extinguished."

Huangdi and Yandi looked at each other and nodded slowly.

They knew in their hearts that the human race was now severely damaged and would require a long period of reconstruction, but the secrets of the palace in Li Qingyun's body and the power of the Golden Tablet of the God of War had already surpassed the shackles of this world.

Just as everyone was silent, the light burned brighter again on Li Qingyun's chest, and actually drew a faint crack in the air, vaguely revealing the air flow fluctuations of another world.

Hanba watched quietly, his eyes unable to conceal his emotion.

She had fought countless battles side by side with Li Qingyun, but at this moment, perhaps it was time to let him go to other time and space to accomplish more miracles.

The mountain breeze blew up her fiery long hair, making it flutter gently.

Li Qingyun looked at her, his heart full of complicated emotions, but he only said softly:

"Don't worry, if the human race is in danger again, I will break through the boundary and return."

Hanba nodded with a smile on his lips.

The Emperor Yan said loudly:
"Qingyun, although we have temporarily won the game here, there will be many changes after the three realms are separated. You should take care of yourself when you go to another world."

Huangdi then added:

"I, the Emperor, will continue to lead the army to wipe out the remaining evildoers and help the human race establish a foundation in this new era. You can leave without worry."

Li Qingyun took a deep breath and turned to look at the corpses on the ground and the broken walls.

His heart was filled with emotions as he thought of this road forged with blood and tears, and also of the gratitude and entanglement with the Song Dynasty.

He sighed secretly, then slightly stimulated the energy in his body to guide the crack in the void to become clearer.

Where the light flashed, wind and waves surged, slowly opening a door of time and space.

"Take care, everyone."

He clasped his fists to the Second Emperor, Hanba, and all the human warriors who were still standing, and with a heavy and burning attachment in his heart, he strode into the crack.

A dazzling light illuminated the top of the mountain. When Li Qingyun's figure disappeared in the golden ripples, the crack also closed.

Everyone was silent for a long time.

The strong wind was still howling, blowing the bloody smell of the broken mountain far away.

The fragments of swords and guns remaining on the surface sparkled in the firelight, as if witnessing this legendary scene: someone used his mortal body to break through the shackles of the ancient world and opened a door across time and space, giving the future infinite possibilities.

The two emperors Yan and Huang slowly turned around and saw that Guangchengzi and the Taoist disciples also restrained their surprise and turned away.

They knew that the script of this ancient world had been rewritten by that broken mountain.

Humans are no longer the humble race that was trampled upon by gods and demons in the past.

And no one knows what kind of storm Li Qingyun will cause in the Song Dynasty.

The mountain top was shrouded in smoke, and the echoes of rock collapse could be faintly heard in the broken parts of the mountains.

A new era slowly opens amidst the scars.

Perhaps in the near future, greenery will grow here again, or perhaps it will continue to remain a lost ruin.

But the human race is fearless. Under the division of the three realms, they will truly dominate the future.

If one day, in the cold wind late at night, someone stands on the top of a mountain and looks into the sky, he seems to be able to see the golden light flashing again, as if swords and knives are clanging, and unstoppable vitality blooms in the void.

This is the trace of Li Qingyun's cross-border activities.

The last scene of this scroll is frozen on the top of a broken mountain. A strong wind blows the broken flags, and many soldiers look out with pious expressions.

Everything is a magnificent tragedy, yet full of new hope.

The human world is so insignificant, yet we can still go up to the heavens and overthrow the gods and demons.

And Li Qingyun will continue to welcome new legendary excitement in another world with this belief.

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(End of this chapter)