Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 402 The Zhao Family's Foundation

Zhao Qinghe could only watch helplessly as the ugly woman from the Yellow Springs was shattered.

Although it has the "undying spirit" characteristic as a backup, it can only hold out for a little longer in front of the three Ghost Kings.

boom!
As the ugly woman from the underworld completely shattered, Zhao Qinghe's soul was injured, he coughed up blood, and he was still unable to move.

"Men's feuds should be settled in a man's way. How about we have a good, unrestrained meme battle?"

Wu Xian looked at Zhao Qinghe with great interest. It was a pity that the other party had not released the Divine Diagram, otherwise he could have just used the Divine Diagram to crash into him.

Zhao Qinghe wasn't stupid; naturally, he wouldn't release the divine image.

“I’ll enter three numbers. If you don’t agree, I’ll release the others,” Wu Xian said mockingly. “Let all you young masters of noble families see the ridiculous state of Young Master Zhao?”

"..." Zhao Qinghe's face was contorted with rage, yet he was utterly helpless.

With a slight thought from Wu Xian, the young masters of the aristocratic families present were all "untied," and they looked at the Mechanical Dao Ancestor as if they had seen a ghost.

"If you don't want to be eliminated early, then just sit back and enjoy Young Master Zhao's performance," Wu Xian said calmly.

Still shaken, the young nobles quickly retreated from the range of the [Mechanical Universe Array] and cast sympathetic glances at Zhao Qinghe.

"By the way, is there anyone who doesn't like him? Want to join in the fun?" Wu Xian joked.

Although the scions of prominent families didn't react much, after all, they were all from prominent families and still needed to maintain some decorum among themselves.

But Zhao Qinghe himself could no longer hold on.

As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Although he was not a "scholar," he could not bear the humiliation of dying in the community and had no choice but to release the divine map.

"That's more like it! A real man engages in intellectual battles!"

Wu Xian chuckled and gestured for Xue Lingling to deal with the mountain of flesh, while he himself activated the Underworld Divine Map and charged towards Zhao Qinghe.

Inside the Divine Diagram Duel Space, Zhao Qinghe's face was contorted with rage, and he was hysterical.

"Kid, I'm not done with you yet—!"

"Oh." Wu Xian replied indifferently, silently manipulating the Underworld Divine Map to launch an attack.

Even without the Ten Kings of Hell taking action, the divine spirit of the Six Cases Officials alone was enough to terrify Zhao Qinghe's gang of wild ghosts from the Yellow Springs Kingdom, making them cry out for their parents.

The only thing worth watching was the projection of the God of the Dead behind Zhao Qinghe.

"Come on, come on, arrest them all."

Wu Xian calmly controlled the Ten Yin Marshals and Six Case Officers to "carry out official duties" without directly releasing the divine map of [Jianmu].

After all, it's a trial space within the Heart of Creation, protected by trial rules. It's impossible to kill it, nor can it be turned into a vegetable like it was done with Zhao Jun last time.

It's likely that as soon as Jianmu is released to take a breath, Zhao Qinghe will be teleported out of the game by the Heart of Creation.

This was clearly not the outcome Wu Xian wanted.

Although the ugly woman in the underworld has collapsed, the divine image imprint is still there, and she is currently being held down by the powerful Zhong Kui.

As for the other wandering ghosts, they were quickly subdued by the ten Yin generals, strung together with soul-binding chains, and subjected to the judgment and education of several judges.

"If we don't call for reinforcements soon, it'll be too late!" Wu Xian teased sarcastically.

"..." Zhao Qinghe's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. "Fine, very well! Since you're so eager to die, don't blame me for being impolite!"

As he spoke, a peculiar spiritual fluctuation merged into the undead realm behind him.

Buzz~!

Accompanied by a terrifying divine pressure, a pale female arm reached out from the void of the divine realm and pressed down on Wu Xian.

"The aura of Izanami?"

The position is decent, but unfortunately the concept is incomplete.

Seeing this, Wu Xian saw the Ten Kings of Hell appear one after another, joining forces to refine and absorb the power in Izanami's arm, as well as the power of the Netherworld behind her.

To be fair, although Izanami is not perfect, its power at the level of laws is quite strong under the blessing of the entire Necropolis.

Even the Ten Kings of Hell couldn't quite absorb it.

It can only be said that powerful and influential families always have some foundation.

"Can't you hold them down?" If that's the case, then don't blame us for bullying the weak.

The phantom image of the Mechanical Dao Ancestor God then appeared. The combined power of the Dao Ancestor and the God of Mechanical Creation instantly pinned Izanami's arm down, while the Ten Kings of Hell were responsible for absorbing the power of the Netherworld God Realm in a whirlwind.

In this situation, Zhao Qinghe completely panicked.

"Impossible, how is this possible..."

That's the Yellow Springs Queen of their Zhao clan, the Earth Mother Goddess!

Now they are being completely suppressed by an old man who has undergone mechanical modification.

As Zhao Qinghe watched as the power of the God of the Dead was continuously absorbed by the other party, he subconsciously tried to sever his connection with the God of the Dead, but the Divine Map Space was no longer under his control.

In desperation, Zhao Qinghe could only exhaust his mental energy as much as possible to deplete it as quickly as possible.

……

On the field of the Mechanical Dojo Invitational Tournament.

At this time, the guests were still unaware of what had happened inside the Heart of Creation.

Although many people have been eliminated one after another, these people have not yet stepped into the final test of "dirty virus data", so they do not know that there is such a thing as the source of laws within the Heart of Creation.

Those who can truly enter the final test are basically scions of prominent families from all sides.

At this moment, all parties are still discussing the mechanical god's forging.

Among those eliminated so far, some have already undergone mechanical transformation, resulting in a significant increase in their strength.

While everyone was discussing the matter, the expressions of the people at the Necropolis suddenly changed drastically.

"What's going on? It seems there's a problem in the Divine Realm?"

"It is the great Queen of the Underworld. Who has disturbed the Queen of the Underworld?"

"It seems the dojo hasn't figured out the situation either? Could it be that kid Zhao Qinghe?"

"Only the direct descendants of the Zhao family have this qualification."

"Could it be that Qinghe has encountered trouble in the Heart of Creation?"

"What trouble could possibly require the Queen of the Underworld to intervene?"

It should be noted that the Queen of the Underworld is a divine legacy from the Zhao family's ancestors, a powerful entity perfected by the Zhao family through generations.

The power of the Queen of the Underworld is rarely used.

Just as the group was in a panic, the disturbance in the Divine Realm suddenly subsided. Although the Great Queen of the Underworld was unharmed, she had lost a considerable amount of power.

Immediately afterwards, a weak figure floated out from the portal of the Heart of Creation.

It was Zhao Qinghe himself.

At this moment, Zhao Qinghe was pale, bleeding from all seven orifices, and extremely weak.

"What happened?" The leading elder of the Undead God Realm rushed forward immediately. "What happened inside?"

Logically speaking, since all parties are here to participate in the grand event, even if there is some competition, it shouldn't warrant such a large-scale fight.

"It's Wu Xian, it's that kid Wu Xian..."

Zhao Qinghe gritted his teeth, still in a state of existential crisis.

He couldn't understand how Wu Xian could contend with the power of the Great Queen of the Underworld. Although he had only used a portion of the Queen of the Underworld's power, she was still the Queen of the Underworld!

Their Zhao family has been perfected generation after generation and has developed into a dominant force in the Realm of the Dead.

"Wu Xian?" The members of the Necromancer's Guild had strange expressions. "That kid again?"

Given their past grievances, it's not surprising that they fought. What's strange is that Zhao Qinghe even brought out the Queen of the Underworld, yet he was still eliminated.

Just as they were wondering, Zhao Qinghe suddenly realized something and exclaimed in surprise, "That's right, the Heart of Creation contains... contains... the source of laws—!"
Everyone is desperately trying to obtain the source of its laws!

Upon hearing this, the entire venue fell silent instantly, and numerous influential figures from various sectors rose from their seats on the viewing platforms.

Even the people at the Mechanical Dojo were shocked by this news.

(End of this chapter)