The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 62: Disaster God
When the Blood God saw this scene, he had many speculations in his mind. One hundred thousand years ago, Lord Wudao was just a powerful Great Freedom Peak Realm expert like Lord Sansha. But now he could turn half of Lord Sansha's head into nothingness without any effort. His cultivation must have gone a step further and entered a completely different level. He might be not far from Lord Wentian and Saint Monk Xumi.

After crushing Xiong Shang to death, Chen Ping released a mighty divine power, and the boundless realm of truth in the universe burst out with endless divine light of truth, burning all the corpses and bones in the entire third level, leaving only the thick earth composed of endless dark matter.

The Blood God had seen many powerful gods with great supernatural powers and was no stranger to this kind of devastating tactics. He surveyed his surroundings through the divine light of truth and said with some doubt, "Lord God, this space is affected by dark matter, and the laws of heaven and earth are quite unique. Even divine thoughts cannot penetrate very far. If we want to find the way to the Hell Realm, I'm afraid it will take some effort."

"If there is interference, just eliminate it." Chen Ping said in a calm tone. He took a step forward, and mysterious Taoist patterns lit up under his feet. The Taoist patterns no longer contained the way of truth, but the way of destiny, which was also one of the nine ancient ways.

Life and death, fortune and disaster, good and bad luck, joy and anger, reality and illusion, past and future, the Taoist pattern formation based on the twelve phases of fate spread out, sucking away all the thick dark matter and integrating it into Chen Ping's body.

"People only know that the Temple of Truth has the incomparably gifted Lord Wudao, and that he and the Temple of Fate's Lord Misfortune are two unrivaled duos. However, they don't know that Lord Wudao and Lord Misfortune are two sides of the same coin."

The more you understand the existence in front of you, the more you will truly respect him. The strongest person in the world, the ancestor of ancient times, who can truly compare with the legendary and mysterious person in front of you, as constant as the moon, as rising as the sun, shining through the ages, there is only this one person.

The Blood God's heart was beating fast, and he almost instinctively activated the "Eight-Nine Profound Art" from the six great books of the Kunlun Realm, and displayed one of the special magical powers, the "Thirty-Six Changes". In just a moment, his muscles, bones, skin, and divine aura all underwent earth-shaking changes. Twelve pairs of blood wings stretched out from his back, and he turned into an immortal blood god.

The world does not know that the Unrighteous God is the Lord of Disaster, nor does it know that the Blood God of Kunlun is the Blood Refining God of War under the Lord of Disaster!
As he used the Twelve Phases of Destiny, Chen Ping's aura was also undergoing earth-shaking changes. He traveled through heaven and hell for five Yuan Hui, so how could others know all of his identities?

A huge amount of dark matter continued to flow into his body and merge into his divine world. The entire divine world became increasingly heavy. Under the interweaving of darkness and the way of fate, the five giant beasts in the divine world that were as tall as the sky turned from virtual to real, rushed out of the divine world, and appeared in the third level of void.

After nearly another hour, he had taken away all the dark matter that made up this dark world, leaving only a huge bronze tripod as huge as a sacred mountain hanging in the dark void, surrounded by five beast shadows.

Chen Ping waved his hand, and the power of the twelve aspects of destiny gathered together and poured into the bronze tripod. For a moment, the giant tripod began to revive, and ancient pictures and texts appeared on the tripod, twinkling like stars in the sky.

There were cattle herding and plowing, and fires from heaven blazing across the land; people with human heads and snake bodies worshiped the heavens; there were thunderstorms, and the four seasons rotated; there was the light of fortune and prosperity shining on the earth, and the aura of disaster and oppression permeating the vast land...

The power of the twelve aspects of fate was almost perfectly combined on this giant bronze tripod, which fascinated Chen Ping for a moment.

The Blood God marveled at the magic of this cauldron. He transformed into the Blood Refining God of War and stayed in the Temple of Destiny for many years. Naturally, he knew a lot about the Heavenly Cauldron, the supreme artifact of the Way of Destiny, among the Nine Cauldrons.

The thing in front of me looks exactly like the legendary Tianding.

He bowed and congratulated Chen Ping, "Congratulations to the God Lord, no, congratulations to the God Venerable, for obtaining this Heavenly Cauldron. The God Venerable will take charge of the Heavenly Cauldron and return to Hell with honor. Of the three divisions and twelve palaces of the Temple of Destiny, the Palace of Disaster Selection will be the leader from now on."

Chen Ping paid no attention to the Blood God. He had been silent for a long time and had not gained any source of the various paths from Zhang Ruochen. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar vibration and a message popped up in his mind.

'The road has an end, but the way is endless. Inherit the legacy of the predecessors and obtain the ancestor's secret method, "The Nine Netherworlds Mysterious Soul Refining Method of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth."

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Wugui Forest is located in the heart of the Yellow Springs Star Sea. Three world trees stand tall in the starry sky, supporting the three major forces in the underworld: Yanluo Tianwai Tian, ​​Fengdu Ghost City, and Temple of Destiny.

The Realm of Destiny is located at the center of the three world trees. Towering on top of the world tree is the supreme temple of Hell, the Temple of Destiny.

Since the unexplained deaths of the Life God and the Auspicious God a hundred thousand years ago, the Void God secluded himself, and the Disaster God followed the example of the Fengdu Emperor and journeyed to the remote universe to cultivate, the three most powerful and influential factions in the entire Temple of Destiny have remained: the Wrath of Heaven, the Death God, and the Fear of Terror. These three deities are all the mainstays of the Temple of Destiny. Of these, the Wrath of Heaven resides in the White Valley, while the Fear of Terror constantly fights on the Merit and Virtue Battlefield. In terms of prestige, the Death God, Feng Caiyi, holds the highest position in the entire Temple of Destiny.

In the Palace of Death, Feng Caiyi sat high on the throne of the Palace Master, with a cold face and beautiful appearance. Colorful phoenix feathers were draped on her shoulders, and her whole body exuded a cold and deadly aura.

She became famous for death. For the past ten eras, she has been synonymous with death and killing. She is definitely not a good person.

The Lord of Judgment and the Lord of Destiny stood in the main hall of the Divine Palace. Although they were both in the Infinite Realm, they felt inferior to the Lord of Death when facing him.

"Outside the Kunlun Realm, the divine power left by the old bald donkey Xumi has been exhausted. It will completely dissipate in a few decades. By then, my army from the Hell Realm can march straight in, destroy Kunlun first, and then head straight to the Western Universe." The Venerable Tianming was born with three heads, and at this moment all three heads spoke in unison.

Feng Caiyi, who was sitting high on the throne, was also slightly moved when she heard this. Her hatred for the Xumi Saint Monk and the Kunlun Realm was like a surging river, endless. Although Xumi was dead, Kunlun was not destroyed, and it was always a knot in her heart.

"This time, without Lord Shijiewentian, Old Man Huaying, and Old Bald Donkey Xumi, I want to see who can save the Kunlun Realm."

"Xumeru is dead, the blood of Lord Shijiewentian is spilled in the starry sky, Huaying Cangjie is still imprisoned in the Tianyun Division. Even if there are only a few big cats and small cats left in Kunlun Realm, they are no longer a concern. But we have to be on guard against the Lord Wudao in the Temple of Truth." The Judgment Venerable spoke in a deep voice. Compared to the Tianming Venerable who sits in the Tianming Division all year round, he is the one who really kills on the battlefield. The Judgment Division is also the sharpest knife in the entire Temple of Destiny, and it is feared by people in heaven and hell.

"Eight hundred years ago, the Unruly Divine Lord returned to Heaven and defeated the Shangzu Demon Corpse with a single blow, revealing his indestructible and boundless cultivation. Afterwards, he received the Haotian Divine Oracle, who governed the Kunlun Realm, and stayed in the Shatuo Heavenly Realm for eight hundred years. Not long ago, news arrived from Heaven that the Unruly Divine Lord had made another breakthrough in his cultivation, entering the middle stage of the Indestructible and Boundless. His cultivation is so strong that there are only a handful of those who can rival him in Heaven and Hell, so we must not be careless."

Feng Caiyi felt quite unhappy when she heard the words "immortal and infinite". Her cultivation had stagnated at the peak of great freedom and infinite for two kalpas. Over the long years, she had even walked out a path of immortality of her own, but she was still unable to take that last step and reach the infinite realm.

Chen Wudao has only been practicing for a few years, yet he has already come so far on the road to immortality. He is truly a genius and is envied by others.

Speaking of the Unrighteous Divine Lord, even the usually arrogant Heavenly Fate Venerable felt a little insecure. After a moment's thought, he said with some dissatisfaction, "If it weren't for the Disaster-Choice Divine Lord's departure to the remote universe and his solitude to cultivate, how could Chen Wudao be the only one standing tall in the world today? 'Truth is Unrighteous, Fate is Disaster-Choice', these two peerless glories don't belong to Chen Wudao alone."

When the Judgement Master heard this, memories flashed across his face. Feng Caiyi was such a proud man, but when he thought of the figure who carried the domain of destiny on his back, held up the door to the true self in one hand, and still defeated all the gods of the same generation in the underworld, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

At this moment, the star mist and dust in the Wugui Forest began to move.

The star mist was like flying dust, and countless meteorite dust within tens of millions of miles suddenly began to rotate around one place, and in the blink of an eye it turned from one place into five.

A moment later, five enormous whirlpools with a diameter of tens of millions of miles appeared in the Wugui Forest. Huge and powerful beasts walked out of the whirlpools, roared to the sky, and their voices shook the world and dominated the sea of ​​stars, announcing the return of a legendary generation of the Temple of Destiny.

　The recommendation did not make it to the next round, or the previous copy was not written well, which delayed the follow-up reading. The next step is to prepare for the 200,000-word version to be put on the shelves.

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