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Chapter 505 The Heavenly Emperor is dead again! [Happy National Day]

In chaos.

Dressed in black, he leisurely stepped out of the Demon Realm and arrived at Zixiao Palace.

Upon seeing this, the Three Pure Ones laughed and said, "What brings Fellow Daoist Rahu here?"

"Just as I emerged from seclusion, let's see what big projects you've come up with this time." Luo Hou casually took out a black lotus and sat opposite the Three Pure Ones.

Taishang said, "Fellow Daoist has misunderstood us."

"We, the Three Pure Ones, are leaders of the Xuanmen (Taoist) sect and have always loved peace."

"Stop!" Rahu raised his hand to interrupt the Supreme Being's "spellcasting".

"Don't rush to explain yourself. Can you tell me first what that thing down there is?"

Rahu pointed at the generals and ministers in the human world and the suddenly appearing army of zombies.

"Well," the Supreme Lord looked at Xuan Qing.

Xuanqing met Luo Hou's gaze and said, "This is all Hongjun's fault."

Luo Hou's lips twitched.

"Hongjun was just beaten unconscious by you, wasn't he? How did he get into trouble?"

Xuanqing said in a serious tone, "It is precisely because he has brought disaster to the prehistoric world that we brothers have come to Zixiao Palace to visit him."

Rahu nodded, seemingly believing but not quite.

He looked at Yu Chen.

"Fellow Daoist, among the Three Pure Ones, you are the most honest."

"Tell me, what happened?"

Yu Chen Daojun said, "Hongjun is causing havoc in the True Realm."

Luo Hou remained silent, staring intently into Yu Chen Dao Jun's eyes.

"Look at me, I am also a scourge of Hongjun to the True Realm." Yu Chen Daojun coughed lightly and looked away.

Rahu sighed deeply.

"Xuanqing, look at you! You've corrupted Fellow Daoist Yuchen!"

Xuan Qing retorted, "What are you saying? My third brother has always been like this!"

Rahu did not argue with him.

He asked, "Is that guy down there controllable?"

"There won't be any accidents, right?"

Xuanqing replied, "Of course it's controllable."

"Do not worry."

"If you don't believe me, just keep an eye on it."

Luo Hou nodded: "Is that so?"

He looked at the human world with some suspicion.

~~~~~
Jiang Chen looked at the zombie army that had been created because of him, and felt the chilling killing intent emanating from the underworld.

He muttered to himself, "I created a new species, and instead of thanking me, you actually want to kill me!"

"Unreasonable."

Jiang Chen was worried that he would be haunted by ghosts and spirits, thus ruining his enjoyment of the trip.

So he dispersed the army of zombies brimming with murderous aura, mingled among them, concealed his form and spirit, and escaped.

"hateful!"

"Take these monstrous creatures that defy the natural order back to their homeland!"

Unable to locate Jiang Chen amidst the calamity-shrouded mortal realm, the spirits and deities had no choice but to capture the zombies first.

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, wandered aimlessly across the vast, desolate land.

He was like a pure tourist, silently appreciating the magnificent world created by the god Pangu.

However, at the very bottom of his chaotic memories, there always seemed to be a vague yet incredibly persistent voice, guiding him in some specific direction.

"Then go have a look."

After traversing countless mountains and rivers, Jiang Chen stopped and stood before a seemingly ordinary mountain range.

This mountain range is very strange.

The entire area was devoid of any spiritual energy, yet it exuded an ancient and unchanging desolation and an indomitable spirit.

At the foot of the mountain, on a huge stone tablet that has long been eroded beyond recognition by the years, three powerful and tragic characters are deeply engraved.

"Changyang Mountain."

Jiang Chen read aloud the words on the stone tablet.

Hua Hua Hua~~
A scene suddenly appeared before his eyes.

In the scene, a towering, headless sorcerer is battling a majestic being.

In the end, the headless shaman was defeated and imprisoned here.

Jiang Chen slowly raised his head.

His eyes, as empty as black holes, seemed to pierce through layers of spatial restrictions at this moment, directly seeing the incomplete figure suppressed in the deepest part of the mountain's core.

Xing Tian's vengeful spirit continued to roar in resentment, filled with endless hatred and overwhelming fighting spirit.

"A war god with a lingering sense of resentment?"

In that instant, the fragmented memories of the Chaos Demon God [War Demon God] in Jiang Chen's mind resonated strangely with the figure before him, who was filled with pure fighting spirit.

He seemed to sense a kindred spirit emanating from the imprisoned figure.

"Since you crave revenge, I'll give you a hand."

Jiang Chen felt he was kind-hearted and should help his fellow human beings.

So he took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and fiddled with it for a while on the top of Changyang Mountain.

"Done!"

Jiang Chen wore a smile.

Boom! ! !
With Jiang Chen gone, the majestic Changyang Mountain shook violently.

Before long, countless laws and prohibitions were broken.

The entire mountain range was wiped off the face of the earth in the blink of an eye.

As the mountain disappeared, on the original site of Changyang Mountain, a colossal and mysterious array composed of billions of brilliant stars, shining with endless divine radiance, was slowly operating according to a constant law.

In the center of the great formation stood a headless giant body that was tens of millions of feet tall.

At this moment, he was being tightly bound in the void by billions of golden chains of laws formed from the purest true fire of the sun.

Every muscle on the giant's body was as bulging as granite, exuding an explosive sense of power.

On its incredibly broad chest, with its ** as eyes and its deep-set navel as mouth, a ferocious face filled with endless rage, madness, and unyielding spirit was conjured.

"Roar!!!"

The moment Changyang Mountain, which sealed him, disappeared, Xing Tian's supreme battle spirit, which had long been integrated with his physical body and was immortal, went into a frenzy.

A terrifying roar, filled with endless resentment and suppressed madness, erupted from his enormous maw, which had been formed from his navel.

"Heavenly Emperor! Damn Heavenly Emperor!"

He struggled frantically, trying to break free from the golden chains that had bound him for countless eons.

However, those seals personally set up by the previous Heavenly Emperor Taiyi were not so easy to break.

No matter how hard he exerted himself, the True Fire Chains, which contained the power of the Sun Star's origin, only emitted a series of ear-piercing friction sounds, but showed no sign of breaking. Instead, they burned even more intensely.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Chen simply raised his other hand calmly.

He grasped the golden chains that bound Xing Tian like a net from heaven and earth.

"The end."

These two words, devoid of any emotion yet seemingly containing the highest laws of the universe, were softly uttered from his mouth.

The golden chains, which had appeared to be indestructible and contained endless solar fire and eternal laws, emitted a piercing sound.

"Click...click...click..."

With a series of crisp cracking sounds, billions of golden chains of law broke inch by inch.

In the end, they all turned into countless golden specks of light and dissipated into the dark void.

"Alright, the seal has been lifted."

Jiang Chen clapped his hands and laughed, "Fellow Daoist, go and take your revenge."

"no need to thank me."

After doing all this, Jiang Chen turned and left.

"Roar!!!!!!"

The moment the last chain broke from Xing Tian's ankle, his incomparably massive headless body suddenly grew larger, as if it were as tall as the sky.

He ignored the mysterious being who had released him, emanating an eerie aura of death, and paid no attention to the drastically changed and unrecognizable world outside.

At this moment, Xing Tian's heart was already filled with fighting spirit and hatred.

He was left with only one obsession—to ascend to the heavens and behead the Heavenly Emperor!
"You little brat, Heavenly Emperor, prepare to die!!!"

~~~
In the Heavenly Realm, inside the Lingxiao Palace.

The current Heavenly Emperor Haotian and his civil and military officials were watching the fierce battle on the Zhuolu battlefield below through the Heavenly Dao Mirror, which was suspended in the center of the hall.

Occasionally, they would offer a lighthearted comment on the performance of one of the players.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura filled with endless resentment, overwhelming fighting spirit, and boundless malevolent energy surged into the sky from the lower realm without warning.

This terrible resentment enveloped the Thirty-Three Heavens in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a roar seemed to explode in everyone's ears.

Where is the Heavenly Emperor?

Hearing that voice, though countless years have passed, it still feels so familiar, so chilling.

The gods were startled.

"It's...it's Xing Tian!"

"How could this madman have escaped from the seal of Changyang Mountain?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could the seal personally laid down by the late emperor be broken?!"

"Not good! Quick! Activate the protective array of the South Heavenly Gate! Defend against the enemy with all your might!"

The once peaceful Lingxiao Palace instantly descended into chaos.

Many deities immediately took action to keep Xing Tian outside the heavenly realm.

"Boom!!!"

A slash of an axe came crashing down.

The South Heavenly Gate burst forth with dazzling light.

This celestial gate, forged from countless kinds of precious divine iron and inscribed with billions of indestructible protective runes, withstood Xing Tian's axe blow.

"Heavenly Emperor, come out here!"

The headless giant figure arrived at the South Heavenly Gate carrying a large axe in the next instant.

boom! ! !
The second axe strike was delivered.

The South Heavenly Gate is on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, the gods acted quickly enough to activate the great formation, preventing Xing Tian from storming into the Heavenly Palace.

"Enough! Xing Tian!"

Haotian stood up, and his previously somewhat languid body suddenly became incredibly upright and imposing.

An unparalleled imperial might, in no way inferior to Xing Tian's, erupted from his body, instantly stabilizing the South Heavenly Gate, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse due to Xing Tian's aura, like a pillar stabilizing the sea.

Haotian stepped out of the Heavenly Gate.

He looked at the headless giant, filled with overwhelming resentment and boundless fighting spirit, his brows furrowing slightly. In an unquestionable tone, he said in a deep voice:
"Look carefully, I am Haotian!"

"It is not the previous Heavenly Emperor who perished in the ancient Lich Calamity!"

"Haotian?"

Xing Tian's jet-black battle axe, which he held high, paused slightly in mid-air.

He stared intently at Haotian with eyes blazing with fury.

After carefully sensing the other person's aura, Xing Tian knew that the other person was telling the truth.

Although Haotian was also filled with vast imperial might, it was completely different from the domineering and incomparable aura of the Sun Supreme who could burn everything.

"I have no grudge against you, no cause or effect between us, so you should leave."

Seeing that Xingtian was no longer taking any further action, Haotian spoke up to persuade him:
"Although I don't know how you broke free from the seal of the previous Heavenly Emperor, since you have escaped, it can be considered as fate."

"Go back to the Witch Clan."

However, Xing Tian did not appreciate Haotian's good intentions.

After a brief period of disappointment, he became even more violent and unreasonable.

"I don't care who you are, Haotian or whoever you are!"

"Now that you have taken this seat and donned this imperial robe, you are now the ruler of the Heavenly Court!"

"Although the previous Heavenly Emperor is dead, someone must pay for the heinous crimes he committed!"

"Today, I will first kill you, the newly appointed Heavenly Emperor." Before the words were finished, Xing Tian no longer hesitated. He raised the black battle axe in his hand and slashed it down fiercely at Haotian.

"Stubborn!"

A hint of barely concealed anger finally flashed in Haotian's eyes.

As the ruler of the Three Realms, wielding the power of Heaven and commanding countless immortals and gods, he tried to persuade the other party with kind words, but the other party did not appreciate it.

"Since you are so determined to die, then I will grant your wish today!"

Facing that terrifying axe strike that seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth and severing all laws of the Great Dao, Haotian neither dodged nor avoided it.

He simply raised his right hand.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, aiming at the black battle axe that was about to fall from above.

"Imperial decree! Dismissal!"

In an instant, an invisible, supreme, and inviolable force of law enveloped Xing Tian.

The light of the Supreme Battle Axe in Xing Tian's hand dimmed.

All the terrifying laws of “slaying,” “destruction,” and “severing the Dao” attached to it were forcibly stripped away in that short instant by a higher-level “Heavenly Laws” that represented the “Heavenly Order.”

"clang!!!"

The terrifying axe blow lost all its killing power when it struck three feet above Haotian's head.

"what?!"

Xingtian was furious.

"If you want to kill me, come to the Chaos Battle!"

Then, Haotian took a step forward and headed towards the Chaos.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Xing Tian, ​​shield in one hand and axe in the other, chased after Chaos.

~~~~~
Within the endless chaotic currents, the battle between the two became even more unrestrained and brutal.

The Haotian Sword, a symbol of the Heavenly Emperor's authority, which he wore at his waist, was drawn from its sheath.

"go with!"

A seemingly ordinary yet incredibly fast sword light, capable of severing time and reversing cause and effect, slashed down towards Xing Tian.

"clang!!"

Xing Tian raised his shield, the laws of protection traversing the void, blocking the Haotian Sword.

"You little brat, Heavenly Emperor, bring on whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Xingtian opened a gaping maw in his abdomen and laughed loudly, "I'm going to take your head, the head of the Heavenly Emperor!"

Haotian looked at him calmly, without showing any anger.

"How dare a defeated general of the Divine Emperor bark here?"

“During the great calamity of the Lich Kingdom in the past, the Heavenly Emperor of Gods was unable to kill you in his haste, which is why you have survived to this day.”

"Today, I will eliminate any future troubles!"

He raised his hand and summoned the Heavenly Dao Mirror again.

"kill!"

The boundless mirror light shone brilliantly, shattering the chaos and relentlessly bombarding Xing Tian.

After breaking free from the constraints of the primordial laws of heaven, the black battle axe in Xing Tian's hand, imbued with the chaotic primordial evil energy originating from the [War Demon God], surged wildly like a runaway horse.

Every swing of this giant axe has the power to split the heavens and the earth!
Its terrifying power seemed to cleave this eternal chaos in two, creating a new, bloody world filled with slaughter and war!
"By imperial decree! Time stand still!"

Haotian used the Heavenly Dao Mirror to manipulate the power of time and space.

In an instant, the chaotic space centered on Haotian fell into an absolute state of stillness.

The raging storms of earth, water, fire, and wind, as well as the spatial turbulence that tore everything apart, all subsided.

Even Xing Tian's pitch-black giant axe, filled with endless destructive intent, was forcibly frozen in this eternal nothingness when it was less than three feet away from Hao Tian's head.

However, this absolute stillness lasted only for a moment.

The "opening" power attached to Xing Tian's jet-black giant axe suddenly erupted.

"Break!"

As Xing Tian roared furiously, time flowed once more.

"A sword that could topple the heavens!"

The Haotian Sword soared into the sky.

"boom!!!!!"

The purest form of cataclysm, which cannot be described in any words, has occurred.

The entire endless chaos boiled violently because of this collision!
"go with!"

Haotian's voice rang out again.

"puff!!"

A dull thud, like a sharp blade piercing deep into flesh, rang out clearly.

All that could be seen was a terrifying sword wound, ten thousand feet long, cleaved deep into the bone by the Haotian Sword on Xingtian's enormous, indestructible headless body.

As black as ink, filled with the corrosive blood of the witch clan, it gushed out wildly from the hideous wound like a flood bursting its banks.

The void where the witch's blood flowed was stained with an eerie aura.

"Roar!!!"

This intense pain did not frighten Xing Tian in the slightest; instead, it completely ignited the boundless madness and ferocity hidden deep within his bloodline, originating from the [War Demon God].

His eyes, formed from blood, instantly turned blood red.

It is filled with the purest, most destructive desires.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!!!”

He completely abandoned all superfluous defense and skills, swinging his fists, elbows, knees, and even shoulders in the most primitive, savage, and unreasonable way.

It launched a fierce, storm-like attack on the tiny yet incredibly powerful figure before it.

Haotian sneered upon seeing this.

"sucker Punch!"

His handsome face was filled with absolute confidence and imperial majesty.

His figure was elusive, his feet treading on time, like a traveler strolling leisurely through the long river of time.

Haotian moved through the terrifying, impenetrable attack that could shatter an entire world into chaos.

Each dodge appeared effortless and effortless, demonstrating complete control.

The Heavenly Mirror above Haotian's head shone brightly.

One after another, beams of annihilating divine light containing the laws of time and space shot out, leaving deep, terrifying holes on Xing Tian's massive body.

The black battle axe in Xing Tian's hand, driven by his indomitable fighting spirit, was once again filled with endless baleful energy and laws of destruction, and each strike reduced Hao Tian's range of movement.

"Found you, you little mouse!"

After enduring repeated attacks from Haotian, Xingtian locked onto his opponent.

"Let's see how you hide this time!"

"cut!"

Xing Tian grinned menacingly and, with a wave of his hand, unleashed the most unbelievable axe strike.

"Well done!"

Haotian poured all his magical power and authority into the Heavenly Dao Mirror above his head.

His towering figure merged with the mirror, transforming into a supreme strike that pierced through the entire chaos and illuminated the past and future!
"By the decree of the Heavenly Emperor, all paths shall return to nothingness!"

The light was extremely fast and extremely powerful.

Xing Tian's body was instantly engulfed by the light containing the power of "Heavenly Order" and "End of Time".

"boom!!!"

An absolute void swallowed everything.

When the light faded, the enormous headless body had lost all life and floated silently in the chaos.

Haotian gave him no chance to recover.

He pointed, and the ever-flowing river of time and space appeared from nothingness.

Xing Tian's body slowly sank into it.

~~~
After the light of annihilation, powerful enough to devour all other light, slowly dissipated.

A colossal, timeless, and eternally majestic Dharma image stands tall above the river of time and space.

The Buddha was dressed in a purple-gold imperial robe and wore the Heaven-Pacifying Crown, which symbolized supreme authority. His face was identical to that of the Heavenly Emperor, both heroic and majestic.

This image of the Buddha shines in every corner of the myriad realms and in the heart of every living being.

At this moment, all living beings seemed to witness firsthand how the current Heavenly Emperor, with an invincible presence, obliterated the great witch who represented "rebellion".

After a brief silence, a deafening roar of praise erupted throughout the myriad realms.

"We congratulate Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor on vanquishing the powerful enemy and bringing peace to the world!"

The wishes and aspirations of countless beings converged at this moment, and Haotian accepted them with equanimity.

Immediately afterwards, riding high on his victory, he returned to the Primordial Heavenly Court.

All the gods stepped forward and said, "Congratulations to the Heavenly Emperor for slaying the traitor!"

"The Heavenly Emperor's divine might is eternal!"

However, there was no trace of joy of victory on Haotian's face at this moment.

He simply glanced calmly at the vast, untamed land.

Jiang Chen sensed Haotian's gaze, looked up at the sky, and revealed a rather provocative smile.

"Pretty impressive." He shook the Myriad Souls Banner in his hand, and a calamity aura filled the air.

The next moment, Jiang Chen disappeared from Haotian's sight under the cover of the immeasurable calamity.

"Such petty thieves are not worth worrying about."

Haotian shook his head.

He then took out the Heavenly Dao Mirror and the Haotian Sword and handed them over to the Queen Mother of the West.

Then Haotian looked at the Eastern Azure Emperor, the Southern Flame Emperor, and the Thirty-Three Sacred Gods of Heaven who had arrived.

He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, the Heavenly Court will be temporarily entrusted to you from now on."

The gods were greatly alarmed upon hearing this.

"His Majesty!"

Only the Azure Emperor, the Flame Emperor, and Yaochi remained silent, merely nodding slightly.

After smoothly handing over power, Haotian no longer suppressed his injuries.

Only then did the gods notice a faint, jet-black axe mark appearing between Haotian's eyebrows.

That was at the very last moment, when Xing Tian used all his battle spirit and resentment as the price for his sure-hit axe strike.

However, Haotian did not die on the spot as Xingtian had predicted before his death, and his primordial spirit did not perish.

He used the power of the wishes of all living beings to lock away a sliver of his own life.

Looking at the somber faces of the gods, Haotian still smiled and said, "You don't need to be sad for me."

“Death is not the end for us, but the rebirth of the Great Way.”

"Now that the great calamity has struck, all the gods and immortals in heaven and earth are bravely facing death. Is my encounter with this calamity not also a kind of opportunity?"

Haotian continued, "I don't know when I will be able to return from the void after this journey."

"I don't think I need to give you any further instructions on how to manage the wilderness during this period, since you all have experience."

"If I am unfortunately lost in the void and have no hope of returning, then my fellow Daoists need not trouble searching for me."

"At that time, a new generation of Heavenly Emperor will lead the prehistoric world to the next glorious era."

Looking at the optimistic Haotian, Venus had a hesitant expression on his face.

Finally, this trusted minister of the Heavenly Emperor offered his heartfelt blessing:
May the Heavenly Emperor return soon!

Many deities also offered their blessings:
May the Heavenly Emperor return soon!

Haotian looked down at the sincere yet sorrowful faces below and nodded gently:
"Thank you all fellow Taoists."

He looked up at the direction of Zixiao Palace and stared for a moment.

Finally, Haotian smiled with relief.

"I am leaving."

In the end, amidst the blessings of his ministers, Haotian generously departed to become the Dao.

"We respectfully see Your Majesty off!"

The mournful yet deeply respectful voice resounded throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens, lingering for a long time.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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