Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 288 This world doesn't need such awesome people (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)

Located in the central area of ​​the secret cave realm, there is a city nestled there, surrounded by emptiness, which makes it seem very special.

The city is not very large, but it is quite imposing, like a reclining sacred beast, radiating rays of light.

This is "Cave Heaven City". Although it is constructed with spiritual power, it is very stable. It has existed since the appearance of the Void God Realm and is an important hub in the Cave Heaven Secret Realm. It can directly teleport to other secret realms and blessed lands.

As a result, Dongtian City used to be very lively, like a tourist hotspot, with people coming and going everywhere, making it very crowded.

But today's situation seems a little different.

Because of the return of a certain Blood Hand Demon Child, the entire Cave Heaven Secret Realm was thrown into chaos, with more than 80% of the people fleeing in panic or staying indoors, making the usually bustling Cave Heaven City unusually deserted.

Wu Xian didn't care about this at all. He simply took Shi Hao to wander around the city, showing him the environment of the Void God Realm and instructing him not to easily damage the passages or special objects such as stone tablets in the Void God Realm in the future, otherwise he might be forcibly expelled and it would take a long time to return.

"This celestial city seems to be almost deserted..."

Shi Hao looked around but couldn't see a single ghost after a long time. He was puzzled and then asked Wu Xian, "Brother Xian, where are we going?"

"Let's go to the Rain Clan's lair in the Cave Heaven Secret Realm first."

As Wu Xian spoke, a slight smile appeared on his lips: "We've leveled that place. Those bastards must be furious. And the Wu Prince's Mansion, we can't let that go either."

"Of course, these are just fishing tactics. My real purpose is to lure down those at a higher level. If it is a Martial King or the Rain Clan Ancestor, that would be best. They are one of Shi Yi's biggest backers right now. If they come, we will send them to their deaths together."

Shi Hao opened his mouth, feeling that Wu Xian was too arrogant, but when he thought about the strength his younger brother had shown in the past, he felt it was only natural.

After all, Liu Shen once said that Brother Xian was like a reborn immortal king, and his strength could not be manipulated by common sense. Even cultivators in the Divine Fire Realm might not be able to gain an advantage over him, let alone the mere Martial King's Mansion and the Rain Clan.

However, thinking about this, Shi Hao's feelings became somewhat complicated.

He wasn't worried about the Wu King's Mansion and the Yu Clan; he was just a little frustrated because he felt that if Wu Xian wiped them all out, he would have no revenge to take in the future.

"Don't worry, this is the Realm of the Void Gods. As long as I don't damage my origin, I can revive them no matter how many times I kill them."

I can tell the difference between one instance of pleasure and repeated pleasure. If you want revenge later, you'll have plenty of opportunities.

Wu Xian sneered, "Besides, if you offend me, it's not that easy to die... Of course, if it's just a few small fry, I don't mind giving them a warning first."

"Yes, yes! Brother Xian, you're right!"

Shi Hao was happy; he knew that Xian Di was the best to him!

The two continued strolling through Dongtian City, and began to excitedly discuss the 108 ways in which the Martial King's Mansion and the Rain Clan could die.

The vast majority of these were provided by Wu Xian. The cruelty and humiliation of their deaths amazed Shi Hao, who then wrote them down in his mental notebook, thinking that he would do the same thing when he encountered people from the Wu King's Mansion and the Rain Clan in reality.

Soon, they found their target: a cave dwelling radiating a purple glow.

This is the Rain Clan's base in the Cave Heaven Secret Realm. Many of the clan's young disciples train here, and elders are responsible for allocating a large amount of resources in the Void God Realm, making it extremely important to the Rain Clan.

Therefore, even though they knew that the Blood Hand Demon Child had come to their door, not a single Rain Clan cultivator responsible for guarding the area left.

After all, they can come back to life if they die in the Realm of Gods, but if they lose this place, they won't have any good fruit to eat in the real world either.

"Let's go! Wipe out these bastards!"

Wu Xian sniffed the air and, using his six senses of love, detected a deep malice outside the cave. He immediately smiled, grabbed Shi Hao, and smashed through the outer barrier, entering a golden passage.

Once their vision returned to normal, a majestic mountain range appeared before their eyes, filled with abundant spiritual energy. Upon closer inspection, they could sense auspicious beasts roaming within, spirit birds soaring about, clouds and mist rising, and dazzling light emanating from it.

This was the Rain Clan's main blessed land in Dongtian City. In front of them lay a continuous stretch of buildings, resembling a vast pure land. As the two arrived, figures flickered within this pure land, clearly indicating that experts from the Rain Clan had come upon hearing the news, attempting to confront this unprecedented enemy.

There was no other way. They had been attacked right at their doorstep. If they continued to cower and do nothing, they would be ridiculed by other major powers. Didn't the Rain Clan have any face?
"Set up the formation. If he dares to continue forward, we will annihilate him, body and soul, and let everyone know the consequences of daring to offend our Rain Clan!"

An old man said coldly that he was originally at the Spirit Transformation Realm, but due to old age, his potential had diminished, so his family sent him to guard the blessed land of the Cave Heaven Secret Realm year after year. He never expected that someone would dare to come knocking on his door, so how could he not feel angry?

Buzz! ! !
A massive array rose out of thin air, transforming into a water curtain that enveloped the Rain Clan's blessed land buildings. Tiny water droplets occasionally dripped from the dome of the water curtain, each drop containing incomparably sharp sword energy.

One can imagine that once Wu Xian and Shi Hao enter, the drizzle will instantly turn into a raging storm, suppressing everything.

Seeing this, Wu Xian merely smiled, stomped his feet hard, and flew into the formation like a cannonball. The moment he landed, his fists slammed into the ground.

boom----! ! !
There was a thunderclap on the ground.

In an instant, the entire blessed land trembled violently, and the water curtain formation that was poised to unleash its power collapsed without any resistance.

As for the land that was struck by Wu Xian, it collapsed and crumbled directly, with black cracks spreading out like claws, sweeping in all directions, making the entire blessed land rise and fall like a small boat on the sea.

Within the cracks, one precious bone after another appeared, but their surfaces developed fine cracks as they trembled, eventually turning into dust and disappearing without a trace.

Inside the Rain Clan's territory, the hearts of the Rain Clan members who witnessed this scene were bleeding. This was all the accumulation of their family over many years, and now it was all gone. Even though the Rain Clan was wealthy and powerful, it was still a huge loss.

Furthermore, this Blood Hand Demon Child is truly so extraordinary that he shattered one of the Rain Clan's strongest killing formations with a single punch. Even their proud Double Pupils probably couldn't have done that.

Thinking of this, the killing intent in the hearts of some Rain Clan elders intensified.

This world doesn't need someone this powerful. No matter what, we're going to kill this kid right here!
"kill!!"

After a loud shout, various lights danced within the Rain Clan's stronghold, and symbols lit up in large numbers. Everyone acted together, and runes surged like lava, all aimed at Wu Xian. It was so vast and dense that it made one's scalp tingle.

However, upon seeing this, Wu Xian neither dodged nor yielded, but strode towards the Rain Clan members, letting the runes strike his body as if a gentle breeze were blowing on his face. They did not even hurt his hair, nor could they even slow down his progress.

"Monster! What kind of physical strength is this?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"He must have some kind of protective treasure. Don't be afraid, he won't last long!!"

The Rain Clan members stared in horror at Wu Xian, who was unharmed while bathed in a sea of ​​runes, and began to scream in terror. Some even wanted to leave the Void God Realm and flee this place.

buzzing-

The illusory Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams array unfolded beneath his feet, sealing off everything around him. Even his spirit and will could not escape it; this was the Chaotic Golden Tuo Technique from the Feng Hou Qi Men.

Wu Xian sneered, slightly raised his right foot, and then stomped down hard.

The Chaotic Golden Tuan Technique was dispelled, and at the same time, a giant Qilin foot appeared in the void, stomping heavily on the core area of ​​the Rain Clan.

The golden shockwave spread out, the special effects were more than ten times more terrifying than when Wu Xian broke the formation, creating a nuclear explosion scene out of thin air.

Under the onslaught of the heatwave, all defenses—mountains, houses, formations, and restrictions—became futile, annihilated into nothingness by the terrifying impact.

"You thief! How dare you!!"

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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