The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 225: Sea of ​​Gods Game (First, make sure you have full attendance)

The Wuding Divine Sea is vast and boundless. It has been the front line of the confrontation between the Heaven Realm and the Hell Realm since one hundred thousand years ago.

In the center of the Sea of ​​Gods lies Guixu, one of the rare nine-level forbidden areas in the universe.

The ferocious God Chan Mingya and the Blood-Refined God of War who had just reached the Infinite Realm within a thousand years stood at the entrance of Guixu, observing the flow of the sea water with their divine consciousness.

"The closer to Guixu, the more active the rules of thunder in the sea water become. It seems that the God's guess is correct. The thunder world back then was hidden under the eye of Guixu Sea." Chan Mingya said lightly.

"Let's go back to the Hell Realm camp and report to the Death God. The Thunder Realm was the home world of the Thunder Punishment God. It's an eternal and indestructible world with a profound heritage and many powerful people. However, it disappeared without a trace within a day after the Thunder Punishment God was defeated by the Anti-God God. It's very strange.

"They've been hiding for so many years, they must have some big plans, more than you and I can handle," said the Blood Refining War God.

Chan Mingya naturally had no objection. Although the two of them had set foot in the boundless universe and were crowned kings, they were still too weak compared to the real top giants in the universe. Moreover, with the God of Death and the God of Disaster around, there was no need for them to put themselves in danger.

On the shores of the Unfixed Divine Sea, the camp of the Hell Realm stands tall, with war fortresses connected together, confronting the Heavenly Army across the Unfixed Divine Sea.

At the core of the camp, there is a majestic temple where the gods of hell sit cross-legged.

Feng Caiyi came on behalf of the Temple of Destiny and sat on the highest throne. The Gate of Death behind him shone with light, making his figure even more sacred.

Among all the gods present, only the Green Deer God King could be on equal footing with him.

A thousand years ago, the Green Deer God King left the Shura Clan and became a disciple of the Origin Temple in the Jiannan Realm. He has been practicing in seclusion in the Origin Temple for a thousand years. Not long ago, he left the Jiannan Realm and traveled the world on behalf of the Origin Temple.

Before entering the Origin Temple, the Green Deer God King was just a God King of the Infinite Realm in the eyes of the gods. However, no one could have imagined that the Green Deer God King who walked out of the Origin Temple a thousand years later had actually broken the shackles of the God King, and his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, showing the cultivation of the peak of Great Freedom and Infinite, and ranked among the first echelon below the Immortal Infinite.

Over the years, rumors about the Origin Temple have been rampant, mixed with truth and falsehood. Every year, countless monks from Heaven and Hell who have practiced the Way of Origin or want to practice the Way of Origin go to the Dark Triangle Star Field, hoping to become disciples of the Origin Temple.

Although many people go there, only a few succeed in entering the Temple of Origin.

The threshold for joining the Origin Temple is extremely high, but those who successfully join it will make rapid progress in their cultivation, leaving all their peers behind. Therefore, even if the success rate is not high, countless cultivators in heaven and hell still flock to it.

Because it is located on the edge of the Dark Triangle Star Field, between the Heavenly Court and the Yellow Springs Star Sea, the Origin Temple has the greatest influence on the vast area where the Hundred Races’ Royal City is located, affecting countless small tribes, and is in a trend of competing with Xing Huantian for the right to speak in the star field.

But Xing Huantian has the world's most powerful spiritual person in charge, so it is undoubtedly the more reliable one compared to the mysterious but sparsely populated Origin Temple.

It was not until the Green Deer God King appeared out of nowhere and displayed his cultivation at the peak of great freedom and boundless power, causing an uproar in the universe, that the power of the Temple of Origin was elevated to an unprecedented height.

For those God Kings in the Infinite Realm of Heaven and Earth, breaking the shackles of quantity and having the opportunity to step into a higher realm is an irresistible temptation.

"God King Qinglu, I offer you a toast." God King Mofa was born into the Death Clan and was one of the giants in the Temple of Death. At this moment, he was very enthusiastic towards God King Qinglu and raised his glass on his own initiative.

"The Green Deer God King has come to the Wuding Divine Sea, but does the person in the Origin Temple have plans to come out into the world?" Feng Caiyi asked.

"Death God, there is no need to worry so much. The Lord has no intention of competing with the cultivators of the time. I came here today only because I heard that there will be a good show on the Unfixed Divine Sea."

The Lord of Origin is the master of the Origin Temple in the outside world's rumors. It is said that this Lord of Origin is not a contemporary cultivator. He slept in the Origin Temple for endless years, and his lifespan was almost immortal. He only gradually revived a thousand years ago.

The title of Overlord comes from the fact that he controls more than 50% of the mysteries of the origin, making him the true Overlord of the origin.

"No intention to fight? Not necessarily." After breaking through the realm of immortality, Feng Caiyi's cultivation became more profound. Although he did not act as domineering as before, his words and deeds were more majestic.

If the Lord of Disaster does not come out, she can represent the entire Temple of Destiny, and even the entire Hell to a certain extent.

The Origin Temple is too mysterious and too powerful. Thousands of years ago, the might of the Earth Demon Bird shocked the entire universe. After that, all the top warriors from the Hell Realm went to explore from afar after returning from the Jade Realm.

In the end, they came to the same conclusion: the Temple of Origin is invincible.

Even Kong Yinxue, the number one person in the world, who had reached the semi-ancestor realm, believed that he could not break through the Origin Temple after going to investigate.

At this point, the Hell Realm gave up the idea of ​​attacking the Origin Temple and tried its best to make friends with it for thousands of years. Through the line of the Green Deer God King, many mortal cultivators and even gods from the Hell Realm joined the Origin Temple.

"The Origin Temple has been developing for thousands of years. As far as I know, the number of disciples within the temple is already quite large. I'm afraid that the resource-poor Jiannan Realm alone cannot support the continued development of the Origin Temple, right?"

Upon hearing this, the Green Deer God King smiled and looked at Feng Caiyi. "The cultivation environment in Jiannan Realm is indeed not good, but with the billions of years of foundation of the Origin Temple, we can still hold out for a short period of time. Death God said so, but is there any permanent solution?"

"There's no such thing as a permanent solution. I simply believe that the Origin Temple and the Hell Realm share some common interests and could collaborate. The Jiannan Realm is located on the edge of the Dark Triangle Star Region. The best way to expand is to control the star regions where the Hundred Races Royal City and Xing Huantian are located. The Hell Realm also wants to capture Xing Huantian and then attack the Heavenly Court.

"The Origin Temple could join forces with the Hell Realm, first destroying Xing Huantian and then conquering the Myriad Realms of Heaven. By then, the vast territories and boundless resources of Heaven would be within the reach of the Hell Realm and the Origin Temple. What does the Green Deer God King think?" Feng Caiyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the Green Deer God King, awaiting his response.

The gods in the temple also cast their gazes over there.

Breaking through the Heavenly Palace and turning the myriad realms of Heaven into pastures and territories for the ten tribes of Hell is what they desire most, even more than breaking through the infinite shackles.

Under the watchful gaze, the Green Deer God King smiled and shook his head. "Personally, I'm naturally willing to join forces with the Ten Clans of Hell to break through the Heavenly Palace and divide the myriad realms equally. However, the Origin Temple is under the control of the Lord, and I can't fathom the Lord's thoughts. I will convey the Death God's proposal, but I'm not sure whether the Lord will agree."

Feng Caiyi's expression remained unchanged. This answer was within her expectations. She had not originally intended to let the Origin Temple intervene in the battle between Heaven and Hell. What she said before was just to test the attitude of the Origin Temple.

The resentment between Heaven and Hell is deep-rooted. After a hundred thousand years, it has reached the point where an all-out war has to take place. The reason they remain restrained is precisely because of the existence of the old fisherman on the Star Cliff and the unfathomable Lord of Origin in the Origin Temple.

After all, neither the Heaven nor the Hell world wants these two forces to suddenly attack from behind and launch a sneak attack after an all-out war has begun.

If Xingtian Cliff and the Origin Temple are not resolved, the battle between Heaven and Hell will continue to drag on.

"That's fine. This Lord can wait, and so can the Hell Realm. Since the God King has come today for the Ten Realms War, let's just watch the battle first. It's a good opportunity to see what the Hell Realm's millennial generation is really like."

……

In the camp of the Undead Blood Clan, inside the commander's tent of the Divine Emperor Blood Demon Camp.

It was nearing dawn and it was still dark on the Wuding Divine Sea, but many people in the Divine Emperor Blood Demon Camp had not slept all night.

Inside the tent, the blood oil in the lamp had been replaced once, and the flames were somewhat cold. Several figures gathered together, looking at Zhang Ruochen, who had returned from Heaven, dressed in white clothes as white as snow.

A thousand years later, even within the Undead Blood Clan and the Blood Sky Clan, many people believed that Zhang Ruochen was dead, having died during the trip to the Origin Temple.

After Zhang Ruochen disappeared, the Blood Queen, Hades, and the Blood War God even visited Jiannan Realm to find out whether Zhang Ruochen really died in the Origin Temple, but they did not get an answer.

Not knowing whether you are alive or dead often means death.

Zhang Ruochen's death had long been a consensus within the Undead Blood Clan. Only a few people, such as the Blood Queen and the Blood God of War, still held onto a glimmer of hope.

Xia Yu is one of these few people. After a thousand years, she has grown into the top existence below the realm of God, in charge of the God Emperor Blood Demon Camp, and together with Xue Tu, she represents the pinnacle of the undead blood clan in the secular world.

"I've been waiting for your return, but I didn't expect it would take a thousand years. Zhang Ruochen, where have you been? Why did you only come back today? Do you know how much Master misses you and how worried he is about you?" Xia Yu's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was low.

Chi Kongle stood beside Zhang Ruochen, his expression calm and quiet, like a kitten. The faint crimson in his eyes showed that he was not as weak as he appeared. Zhang Ruochen shifted his gaze from Chi Kongle to Xia Yu, suppressing the sigh in his eyes.

"I have my own difficulties. I know that my mother and grandfather are waiting for my return. I know that Kong Le is waiting for my return. I also know that you are waiting for my return. Now that I am back, everything is over."

Xia Yu's heartbeat quickened slightly, and he dared not look Zhang Ruochen in the eye again.

"You've been gone for a thousand years, and the landscape of Hell has changed. I don't know how many people want you dead. I've already sent a message to the Great Clan Leader and Master, and they're on their way. You should stay in the God, Demon, and Blood Emperor Camp for now. The Ten Realms War is about to begin, so the gods shouldn't be paying attention to you for now."

"No, I'm here to participate in the Ten Realms War."

Zhang Ruochen's voice was calm, yet it carried an unwavering determination.

……

At the edge of the Wuding Divine Sea, the Bloody War God and the Bloody Queen were on a sub-divine ship together. They had received a message from Xia Yu and hurried here from the Bloody Sky Tribe.

Knowing that Zhang Ruochen had not yet returned after cultivating the first-grade holy will, the Blood-Severing War God swept away the haze of a thousand years in his heart and became even more vigorous. Standing at the bow of the sub-divine ship, gazing at the sea of ​​stars, he felt an incomparable joy in his heart.

But he quickly suppressed this joy, and the sub-god ship that was originally moving forward at a high speed also stopped and stopped at the edge of the Wuding Divine Sea.

"Huo Ze Divine Venerable...why is Divine Venerable here?"

The Lord of Disaster was wearing a white robe of destiny, with his hair casually draped behind his head. He was sitting on the deck of a small wooden boat several meters long. There was a chessboard on the deck, but it was empty, obviously waiting for someone to play against him.

In addition to the Lord of Disaster, there was another figure on the deck. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, but the fluctuations in his cultivation were extremely impressive.

"Hai Shang Youruo, she's here too. It looks like her cultivation has at least reached the Taixu realm, and she can initially grasp the mysteries of life within her body."

The Blood-Destroying God of War was no stranger to Hai Shang Youruo. When he was still the True God Taibai, he had entered the Five Realms Heaven to practice and had practiced against Hai Shang Youruo for thousands of years. They were both teachers and friends.

"Why are you in such a hurry? What are you going to do?" The voice of Lord Huo Ze came. Even though Xue Jue always acted unconventionally, he did not dare to show any disrespect at this moment. He stepped out from the bow of the sub-divine ship and landed on the deck of the small boat, his eyes cast on the chess game in front of him.

"Since the God has such a refined taste, Xue Jue will naturally obey his orders and play this game of chess with the God first. As for my grandson who I haven't seen for a thousand years and has just returned, let him wait for a while." The God of War Xue Jue sat down with a smile.

"stand up."

Hai Shang Youruo suddenly spoke, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her tone was quite unfriendly.

The Bloodthirsty War God was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Hai Shang Youruo, confused and dissatisfied. "Hai Shang Youruo, what do you mean? You and I are old friends. Why can't I take a seat when the God Lord invites me to play chess? Are you feeling unbalanced because there is no place for you?"

Hai Shang Youruo rolled her eyes, resisting the urge to attack. She turned her gaze to the starry sky outside the boat, "If you want to sit down, then continue sitting down. We'll see how you end up. This seat wasn't yours to begin with, and the Godly Lord didn't invite you to play chess. He just saw you rushing towards the Unfixed Divine Sea and called you over."

"Huh? Not my place?" The Bloody War God sensed something was wrong and hurriedly turned around to look at the starry sky outside the boat. He saw a dilapidated wooden boat sailing out of nothingness. On the boat was an old fisherman wearing tattered clothes holding a fishing rod in his hand, and the other end of the fishing rod was still in nothingness.

Starfisher.

The Bloody War God suddenly understood who this game was prepared for, and realized that he had indeed been a bit presumptuous.

He immediately stood up and quickly stood on the other side behind Lord Huo Ze, with Hai Shang Youruo standing on his left and right like two guardians.

"Haha, sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

The Xinghai fisherman did not leave his small wooden boat. He still held the fishing rod and sat at the bow, some distance away from the Huo Ze God.

"Xue Jue has given up his seat for you, the old fisherman. Don't you appreciate such respect for the elder?" Huo Ze God said in a joking tone.

The Starry Sea Fisherman remained calm upon hearing this, not taking it to heart. He smiled and said, "I dare not board the Divine Honored One's boat. The biggest taboo for spiritual cultivators is exposing their physical bodies to the attack range of others. The Divine Honored One's methods are too powerful. I am not sure I can withstand the Divine Honored One's attacks at such a close distance."

At this point, the situation became subtle.

The Blood-Severing God of War couldn't help but grow nervous. Could it be that today, not only would a war between the ten realms break out on the Unfixed Divine Sea, but a war between the celestial masters would also break out? Was he being dragged into the fray?

Looking at Hai Shang Youruo beside him, the Bloody God of War felt relieved again.

If Lord Huo Ze really intended to attack the Star Sea Fisherman, he would definitely not bring Hai Shang Youruo with him. Once powerful people of their level fight, cultivators below the level of Immortal Infinite will only be a burden and will not be of any use at all.

"I only invited you to play a game of chess, but it makes my boat seem like a den of dragons and tigers. Well, since you don't want to come on board, let's play chess across the boat."

Lord Huo Ze flicked his hand, and the chessboard in front of him flew out of the boat and landed in the void. It quickly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye it had turned into a grid covering hundreds of thousands of miles in radius.

The Star Sea Fisherman's eyes changed, and he looked at the God of Disaster with a somewhat uncertain look.

"Is this... the chess game of heaven and earth of the Second Confucian Ancestor? It actually fell into the hands of the Divine Lord."

"It's just a replica. It was made by Xizhan according to the chess game of heaven and earth, and it has been hidden in the Temple of Destiny. In ancient times, Xizhan and the Second Confucian Patriarch fought against each other for a lifetime. Apart from the Second Confucian Patriarch, he is the most familiar with the chess game of heaven and earth." The God of Huo Ze said lightly.

"Oh? In recent years, many residual souls of ancient powerful men have returned. Has Xizhan also returned? In that case, we should congratulate the Temple of Destiny for having one more ancient master. Its strength has greatly increased." The Star Sea Fisherman said with a smile.

"Xie Zhan's soul has indeed returned, but I have already refined and killed him. He was an ambitious loser who wanted to devour the current cultivators of the Temple of Destiny to restore his peak. Such a traitor must not be allowed to stay." Huo Ze Divine Venerable smiled lightly. "The so-called ancient masters are, after all, just the remnant souls left behind by those beings of the past. They have long lost their former invincibility. Even if their remnant souls are reborn, only a few will achieve great things. Most will just become food for the current cultivators."

"Xizhan also cultivated to the level of a semi-ancestor. In ancient times, he was very famous, only weaker than the second Confucian ancestor Yan Tingqiu. Now that his residual soul has returned, I easily suppressed and killed it. Why bother? Old fisherman, do you think what I said makes sense?"

"The dry bones in the tomb, the lonely ghosts, it is worthy of his status as the ancient half-ancestor to die at the hands of the God." The Star Sea Fisherman spoke calmly, but in his heart he was wondering what the person in front of him was planning today. It couldn't be that he just wanted to invite him to play a game of chess.

“I won’t say much, old fisherman, you are the most spiritually powerful person in the world. After much thought, I think you are the only one who is worthy of this chess game of heaven and earth,” the Lord of Disaster chuckled, raised his palm, pinched with two fingers, and an island flew up from the Wuding Divine Sea in the distance. It was refined in an instant and turned into a black piece that fell on the chessboard.

For a moment, the vast rules of heaven and earth were like knives and swords, turning into a net that swept towards the fisherman in the starry sea.

"It turns out that he comes with ill intentions." The Star Sea Fisherman thought to himself, not showing any weakness. The ninety-third level of spiritual power supported the order field. He still held the fishing rod in one hand, and with a slight move of the other hand, an island also flew out from the Unstable Sea of ​​​​Spirit. In an instant, it was refined into a white chess piece and fell into the chess game of heaven and earth.

Two completely different forces collided on the chessboard, and invisible waves spread out. Even though the God of War Xue Jue and Hai Shang Youruo were standing behind the God of Disaster, they were still greatly impacted and took two steps back together. The Blood Queen on the sub-god ship in the distance tried her best to parry, but she was still like a small boat in the raging waves, in danger of capsizing at any time.

The Lord of Disaster did not try to rescue him, but continued to place his pieces. Another black piece fell, repelling the attack of the Star Sea Fisherman.

The Blood Queen felt as if she had been pardoned. She hurriedly left the sub-god ship and landed behind the Bloody War God, still feeling frightened.

The fire at the city gate affected everyone in the pond. In the battle of the Heavenly Lords, she, a mere True God at the Bu Tian Realm, had no power to resist at all once she was caught up in it.

The Starry Sea Fisherman was not willing to be outdone. He used his mental power to pick stars, move islands, and continuously place pieces on the chessboard of heaven and earth.

The two men each sat on a wooden boat, playing chess across the void. Their mental power and divine thoughts were intertwined, making the surrounding space independent from the real world. The fluctuations of the confrontation were limited to the range covered by the chess game of heaven and earth and did not spread to farther places.

(End of this chapter)