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Chapter 184 Kill the God of War!
"A minor god from another realm? A mere mortal, how arrogant!" The God of War roared in fury, feeling his authority challenged.

Who is he? A god who reigns supreme over all, the god of martial arts. Among the many gods of other realms, he is by no means weak.

At this moment, due to a slight emotional fluctuation on his part, his terrifying blood and qi erupted. In just a moment, it felt as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, with the entire void rumbling and violently shaking.

The terror of god-level beings is only now being revealed.

It was terrifying, especially since he was a middle-aged deity with vigorous blood energy. Even a slight glimpse of him was enough to cause space to collapse and the entire sky to tremble!

The strongest among those reflected in the Lesser Underworld have the deepest understanding. Having traversed the universe for hundreds of millions of years, high above and worshipped by all races, they only now realize how vast the gap is when facing true gods.

A deity could erase a reflection without even lifting a finger!
Once you lock onto someone, a single glance and your overwhelming presence can crush them!
This is absolutely terrifying; no words can adequately describe its ferocity!

"Lord of Heaven, you must win!"

The giants of the sub-immortal race, the Dao Ancestor, the Buddha Ancestor, and other rogue cultivators who sought a divine position, along with the powerful figures from the lesser underworld who had followed them, were all praying at this moment.

They've offended a deity right from the start; one can imagine that if Yang An is defeated, their fate will be tragic.

They would be captured by those alien gods, their souls extracted and refined, their memories stolen from another universe, or even brought upon themselves, allowing the aliens to find a passage and invade them from the opposite direction.

If that happens, they will be the sinners of the entire underworld!

"Hahaha!" But Yang An was fearless and didn't care about their worries at all.

Descending from the sky, unleashing a punch, it was as if heaven had descended to earth, its sacred radiance like an arrow. "Then let me witness the power of a god!"

"What right do you have to call yourself a god!"

One thousand, two thousand... a total of eight thousand ancient giant elephant particles have been revived!

A terrifying force surged forth like a tidal wave, boundless and limitless, tearing apart the sky and trampling the earth. The entire sky seemed to have returned to the primordial era, as a group of ancient giant elephants with true energy roared and charged forward.

Even gods would change color in the face of such power.

During his long stay in the Lesser Underworld, Yang An did not merely rest and recuperate. He fought and refined his strength through successive battles, taking control of the entire Lesser Underworld and the resources of all the races. What an enormous amount of resources this was! Even if the Lesser Underworld was weak and vulnerable, it was still a universe!
The power of eight thousand ancient giant elephants is terrifying. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been pierced through by Yang An and would have died instantly.

But the God of War is not simple; he is a middle-aged deity from another realm.

"Heaven-Devouring Claw!" The God of War's eyes were icy cold as he transformed his palm into a claw, tearing the sky and splitting the earth. It was as if an ancient divine bird with black and gold feathers was crying out, causing chaos and upheaval. It opened its mouth to swallow the sun and moon, and its outstretched claws could tear apart the Milky Way.

That is the Sky-Devouring Sparrow, an ancient divine bird recorded in a foreign land, a true divine beast. The Martial God once received the inheritance of this race when he was young!

The chains of divine law rang out, breaking one after another as they were torn apart by the Devouring Heaven Claw.

"Boom!"

The human and the god collided instantly, causing a tremendous roar to erupt in the area. An energy storm swept through, and the clash between the gods was so intense and awe-inspiring that even those who stayed far away were killed by the shockwave.

This is a war of gods, inspiring awe and fear.

"Shh!"

The God of War was skilled with a spear, extremely sharp and domineering. Accompanied by a strong yang energy, he charged forward, his spear like a rain of arrows, each divine arrow piercing through countless mountains, turning them all to dust.

"Spear of Hades!"

Yang An also erupted, wielding the Spear of the Underworld, clad in the Robe of the Gods, with angelic wings unfurling behind him. He resembled a deity more than a martial god, exuding supreme majesty.

In the division of the mortal realm, the otherworld still belongs to the underworld. Although the gods of this realm are powerful, they cannot compare to the saints of the mortal realm.

Although it contains yang energy, making it a world that is half yin and half yang, it may not necessarily gain much advantage when competing with the lesser yin realms of the same level.

The Lesser Underworld has a weaker foundation, but its accumulated strength over time should not be underestimated. Many powerful beings in the Otherworld have risen to prominence by cultivating strange arts, which are essentially a weakened version of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art. They increase their strength by devouring fellow beings from the Otherworld who are also tainted by strange substances.

Even gods can only live for a thousand years, and even god-kings cannot survive the five-thousand-year limit. This is even worse than the era of Shrouding the Heavens. In their later years, their blood and energy will decline, and they will face great misfortune and be devoured by younger gods.

This rise and fall is the reason why the Martial God and Yang An are not far apart.

boom!
The two were evenly matched, neither giving an inch. Clang clang echoed as the divine iron clashed like a violent storm.

"Hahaha, good, very good! That's it!"

Yang An laughed heartily, his blood surging and his spirits beginning to recover. Facing the reflections of the heavens in the Lesser Underworld was too boring; these gods from another realm were quite good.

"The God of War, not bad at all!" he said condescendingly.

"Suppress!" The God of War snorted coldly, letting out a soft shout. A silver symbol flew from between his lips, filled with divine majesty and the mysteries of martial arts. It then transformed into a divine mountain, pressing down on Yang An.

These are divine runes. When one cultivates to the level of a god, a divine core will be condensed, possessing incredible power. The divine core is composed of countless divine runes, which represent the god's Dao! Claiming to be the god of martial arts, the combat power of a martial god is unimaginable. Although he has not reached the peak of the god level, he is definitely not weak among the many gods.

Most importantly, he is young, and his vital energy alone is enough to bring down many gods from other realms.

"Mahayana Seal!"

At the same time, he unleashed another mudra, his appearance solemn and dignified, his entire body radiating dazzling golden light, like a Buddha resurrected. This mudra was terrifyingly powerful, a deadly technique.

In a mere instant, the God of War unleashed his top-tier martial arts technique with extraordinary decisiveness.

That overwhelming divine power, like a mountain torrent erupting, like a dam bursting in the sea of ​​stars, poured down with a thunderous roar, its energy boiling, and was extremely terrifying.

Divine magic can only truly unleash its power in the hands of gods.

But no matter how he used his divine powers, Yang An stood like a reef in mid-air, unaffected by the tides that had swept over him for millions of years.

As soon as the Spear of the Underworld moved, its most powerful true energy erupted instantly, dazzling in platinum, resounding with the symphony of twilight, the elegy of the gods. The divine art unleashed by the God of War with god-level power was directly pierced and destroyed.

At that moment, it was as if even the sun and moon had lost their light, as if they had been completely taken away!
The God of War was utterly shocked and couldn't believe it.

"A mere mortal! How could that be!"

This is something that would shatter one's worldview in a foreign land. Gods are gods, and mortals are mortals. Gods are high above, inviolable, and invincible in the mortal world. No matter how many saints, reflectors, or even demigods attack them, they are nothing but ants to the gods.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that mortals could defy gods.

"Kill! I, the God of War, have survived countless life-and-death battles and ascended to the position of a god! I have never retreated. So what if you are a freak!" The God of War roared, his face contorted with rage, and he unleashed his full power. His divine body trembled, and a colossal statue, filled with the profound mysteries of martial arts, condensed behind him.

With a fighting spirit soaring and blood boiling, the statue was clad in armor, holding a long spear, with three heads and six arms, exuding supreme majesty. Each hand held a divine artifact, and the statue chanted divine words.

At this moment, his aura reached its peak, and his martial arts reached their zenith.

However, just as the statue took shape, Yang An suddenly rushed forward, dodging the God of War's attack, and then tore it apart with both hands!
The hands in the void were pure white and flawless, like divine jade, so perfect they seemed otherworldly, like the great hands descended from heaven, bringing divine punishment.

"what!"

The God of War cried out in pain as his own divine statue was shattered!

"Gods? You are nothing but false gods!" Yang An said indifferently, his palms striking down, and the continuous tremors tore apart the statue. The God of War was severely injured and coughed up blood.

"What kind of power is this?" He could hardly believe it, and fear showed on his face.

A god, invincible through countless battles, was driven to the brink of despair. Driven mad, the God of War unleashed an immortality technique, burning his life force. For a god, lifespan is precious; he needs to recuperate, or he will inevitably face an ominous old age and be devoured by a younger god.

But the God of War was unwilling to accept defeat at the hands of mortals. It was a denial of his life's work. Why should his arduous path to godhood be broken by mortals?

"I am a god, eternal and immortal!" the God of War roared.

The gods of other realms are tragic and miserable; their words are merely a pipe dream. Perhaps only in the chaotic, broken universe can gods remain eternally high above, living for millions or even billions of years.

Even when he went completely mad, burning his lifespan to fight, Yang An's eyes still held pity.

"Eye of the Lord!"

A vertical eye suddenly appeared between his brows, and a huge, loud voice, divine words, resounded in everyone's ears: "Nothing is eternal and immortal; even gods decay. Only the supreme Lord is eternal and unique!"

When the Lord's Eye opened, the entire universe fell silent, except for that radiant light, dazzling and bright, as if it came from the infinite heights, the gaze of the supreme Lord!

This ray of light carried an irresistible divine power!
A judgment from the gods, spanning past, present, and future, pierced through the God of War's body in an instant, shattering his divine core.

He stood still, motionless.

A complex expression flashed across his face, including sadness, helplessness, and despair.

"You defeated me." The God of War, barely holding on to his last breath, did not resent Yang An, but instead let out a sigh. "This is the final fate of the gods. No matter who it is, the invincible god general, the supreme god king, they will all eventually perish."

"I'm just heading towards this ending ahead of time."

This is the destiny of the gods from other realms. When they choose to cultivate strange arts in order to become gods in the shortest time, their demise is already destined. The only difference is who kills them.

In his final moments, the God of War's gaze was serene, as if he were recalling his family before embarking on the path to godhood. What was his motivation for becoming a god?

Immediately, his body burst into flames, transforming into a torch, and vanished completely from the world. Yang An calmly watched his demise.

(End of this chapter)