When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law

Chapter 627 Anomaly

"Phobos and Diana?"

A glint of light flashed in Bai Ze's eyes; he had already guessed the names of the other two gods by sensing their aura.

Phoebus, the god of light and prophecy.

Bai Ze had once met a descendant of Phoebus on the Wanyi Train, and had thus experienced the power of prophecy firsthand.

Light is associated with the sun, while another Diana, the goddess of the hunt, is also associated with the moon.

In the Cantongqi, which Bai Ze cultivated, there is a chapter called "The Chapter on the Phenomena of the Sun and Moon," which perfectly matches the appearance of the sun and moon and can draw on the energy of the yin and yang.

Bai Ze noticed the two of them almost the instant they approached.

Facing a horde of demons and the powerful attacks of Mars and Pluto, along with Vulcan and others charging forward, and with Phoebus and Diana providing support from the rear, the force is formidable. Most importantly—the prophecy!

Bai Ze's mind raced, and he gradually figured out the opponent's combat strength.

It has to be said that this lineup is quite large, but it's not enough to make Bai Ze afraid.

Even the most troublesome prophecies have a way of being dealt with by Bai Ze.

While prophecy is a tricky subject, in Bai Ze's view it is nothing more than the ability to foresee the possible future, rather than to reverse the future and see the inevitable future.

Even Bai Ze can't do that kind of ability now, let alone Phobos.

In terms of pure strength and realm, Bai Ze surpasses Phoebus, and also possesses the omnipotent ability to make his words come true. If Phoebus can foresee the future, Bai Ze certainly can too.

If Bai Ze can't do it, it means that no one below the level of a god can.

If that's the case, then all we need to do is be vigilant.

The fact that Phobos and Diana are not making any moves suggests that their goal is not to deal with us.

While speculating about the two gods' intentions, Bai Ze glanced at the approaching enemies.

There's no need to elaborate on the Master and his wife of the Corpse Forest. These two evil gods are at the first level of the Heavenly Gate, which isn't considered strong in this battlefield. However, since they are essentially one entity, they can fight against those at the second level of the Heavenly Gate when they join forces.

Vulcan is the god of fire and forging in the Holy Roman Empire, and also a god representing power. Although he is depicted with a green meadow on his head in mythology, his status is not low.

He has already broken through the barriers of both body and qi, and even has accumulated a considerable amount of spiritual energy.

The remaining one was the Grand Duke of the Jupiter family, a giant with a full beard, whose body constantly emitted bursts of lightning.

The Grand Dukes of the Holy Roman Empire are in fact all evil gods themselves, with the Jupiter family being the only exception.

Because Jupiter is the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire and also its enemy, surpassing the other eleven gods. For Jupiter, faith is certainly important, but the current population of the Holy Roman Empire is no longer sufficient to satisfy his progress. It would be better to use the resources and faith of the Jupiter family to support another powerful figure.

The martial arts and realm of a powerful expert at the Heavenly Gate level are more helpful than mere faith.

Because the source of one's bloodline is the one who can enjoy all the insights gained from martial arts.

That powerful figure was none other than Remus, the younger brother of the physical body of the Shinra Emperor and Jupiter's right-hand man. As for whether the being within was human or an evil god, only the twelve Shinra gods knew.

This person once fought against the Dragon King and was defeated, but the fact that he survived shows his strength.

"What should we do?"

Cheng Peng looked at the four people who had surrounded him and asked in a low voice.

He Dingguo, who was standing to the side, was about to answer when he noticed that Cheng Peng was turning to Bai Ze, asking Bai Ze for a solution.

"When did Cheng Peng become so indecisive, or is it..." He Dingguo gave Bai Ze a deep look.

It seems I underestimated this rising star.

Without others noticing, Cheng Peng was able to take the lead, which is something that a rising star cannot explain.

"Pick the softest persimmons," Bai Ze said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind formed a tornado that stretched from the sky to the earth, enveloping all directions.

The four powerful figures who had surrounded them were simultaneously drawn into the fray and began to resist without prior agreement.

Cheng Peng, on the other hand, moved with the wind, carrying unparalleled qi, and attacked the master of the Corpse Forest.

Picking the softest persimmon is like picking the softest one; the Lord of the Mortuary was that soft persimmon.

The fastest speed in Dongxia approached the two evil gods in an instant, and the qi was like a tsunami, crushing the sky and fiercely bombarding the karmic fire.

"Prajna".

"Blazing Flames".

The Lord of the Sita Forest danced wildly on his lotus throne, his hoarse voice stirring up crimson flames that transformed into a perfect halo to defend himself. However, he appeared quite defeated in the face of Cheng Peng's sudden attack.

The fastest speed was supported by profound skill and a strong physique. Cheng Peng's true essence was so profound and his physique so strong that he was considered a top-tier existence in the same realm.

The attack started suddenly, instantly gaining the upper hand, followed by a swift and deadly strike.

He Dingguo wielded a large sword, his aura as fierce as wolf smoke, his killing intent so intense and pure that it was no less than Mars's Bloodlight.

He joined the army during a chaotic era and participated in thousands of battles, large and small, making him a true warrior who had emerged from the battlefield. His crimson blade radiated a sun-like intensity, carrying both a fierce fighting spirit and a powerful conviction.

Under this belief, the power of the sword transcends the killing and warfare of war, and is elevated to a transformative force that changes the world.

Before the blade arrived, its power preceded it; the blazing flames of Prajna broke through, and the blade's intent startled the Lord of the charnel ground, who cried out in alarm.

This single strike made them feel the threat of death.

Even the immortal beings, being evil gods, seemed powerless against this blade's power.

At the critical moment, the raging storm above was suddenly shattered, and a mountain-like shadow crashed down.

The hideous giant broke through the storm, his massive hammer treating space like an anvil, relentlessly crushing it.

"Disheveled cloak"

The space was pounded solid by the giant hammer, continuously compressed downwards, as if being hammered like a block of iron.

He Dingguo and Cheng Peng had no choice but to change their tactics, unleashing both a gale and a flash of sword light upwards.

"Boom!"

"when!"

Thousands of sparks erupted from the solid space, and solid trails appeared, distorting the space itself.

Above the giant hammer, divine light pierced the air and struck the giant's face.

"boom!"

Thunder roared down from the sky as Remus, wielding lightning, brought it crashing down from above.

"Step back."

Bai Ze appeared in the divine light, his five fingers grasping the lightning with perfect precision, just as the heavens themselves operate. The light flowed and the lightning vanished, followed by a powerful palm strike that created a vacuum.

Ascending to a high place, amidst the passing years and storms.

With a single palm strike, the subsequent lightning was blasted into a gaseous state, dissipating like the wind. The palm's force was overwhelming, aiming directly at Remus's true form.

But at that very moment, the moonlight transformed into an arrow, piercing through the air and striking the palm strike, piercing through the vacuum.

"laugh-

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With a sudden burst of power, Remus, wielding tangible lightning, unleashed bolts of lightning upon the divine light.

The Moonlight Arrow flew in again, the bright moonlight turning the arrow into a huge pillar of light that collided with the divine light.

"sun."

Bai Ze immediately transformed his divine light, revealing the ultimate yang energy. A great sun rose up, colliding with the moonlight and clashing with the thunder.

"Boom boom boom boom one"

A series of deafening explosions, a violent gust of wind, and a powerful wave surged through the air, causing even Vulcan, who had transformed into a giant, to lean back.

But he immediately regained his footing in mid-air, and with his other hand outstretched, golden threads flew out from between his thick fingers, forming a net that covered him.

Remus also stepped on lightning, transforming into eight lightning shadows that attacked from all directions.

Facing my divine light, they neither retreat nor avoid it... They intend to entangle me.

Bai Ze's eyes flashed like lightning, and the vertical line between his brows allowed him to perceive all information. He looked down on the battlefield from a god-like perspective and sensed the enemy's purpose.

They intend to stall themselves.

"Then, as you wish."

"Phobos foresaw the future; he saw Bai Ze being held back, and reality unfolded exactly as he predicted."

Bai Ze cannot predict the inevitable future, but he can guide it and make the future he desires appear.

As soon as he finished speaking, Phobos, who was in the distance, immediately showed a look of joy.

"I saw it."

The man with gleaming blond hair said, "That person will be held back, and Cheng Peng is also trapped in the compressed space."

"Diana".

Upon hearing Phoebus's call, Diana gently plucked the bowstring, and an invisible wave spread out.

The dragon soared through the sky, riding the clouds and mist, and landed on a towering mountain peak.

"Old Wang."

In the light mist, the Dragon King helped Wang Qingcang to the ground and said, "Those beasts from Wanlong Mountain have attacked. I must go back immediately."

Although this place is far from Tianbo Mountain, the surging energy of the world still brings the aftershocks of the great battle from afar.

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The demonic sea on the other side even caused celestial phenomena to change, turning the distant sky gloomy.

The Dragon King sensed the ever-changing primordial energy, and a deep frown appeared between his brows. After speaking with Wang Qingcang, he looked at Fazang and said, "Master Fazang, please take Elder Wang to a safe place. I will reward you handsomely."

With the attack on Wanlong Mountain and the great war between Dongxia and Shenluo, both battlefields urgently need combat power, and the Dragon King cannot stand aside.

The arrogant Dragon King was extremely unpopular in Dongxia, but when it came to his stance on foreign affairs, no one would speak ill of him.

The Dragon King was present at every major battle, making him a true war hero. Many people disliked the Dragon King's personality, yet also revered him, precisely because of this.

The Dragon King followed the path of perfection, while betrayal does not conform to the definition of perfection.

After saying this, the Dragon King transformed into a dragon and rode away on the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Fazang, who remained behind, did not refuse, but asked, "Benefactor Wang, please follow this humble monk."

As he spoke, he prepared to take off with Wang Qingcang.

"etc."

Wang Qingcang pressed down on Fazang's hand and said, "Master, are you taking me to the Baxia base?"

"That's right," Fazang nodded, "The battle has already begun at the Baxia base, and we need this humble monk and Wang Qingcang to join the fight."

"But Master, look..." Wang Qingcang gave a wry smile, "My injuries are severe right now. Even if I wanted to participate in the battle, I would be willing but unable to."

Is that really the case?

Fazang looked at Wang Qingcang and said, "Benefactor Wang, although your injuries are severe, there is no residual strange energy in your body. You should have recovered quite a bit along the way, right?"

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Although it was a question, Fazang spoke with absolute certainty.

We're all martial artists from the Heavenly Gate; we all know each other well.

Even if all his bones and muscles were shattered, with Wang Qingcang's regenerative abilities, recovering wouldn't be difficult.

What hinders the healing of the Heavenly Gate warriors is the foreign energy left behind by others, and the fact that the injury is to their weak points.

For example, the primordial spirit had not yet broken through the Heavenly Gate of Gods, but had already suffered serious injuries.

"Benefactor Wang, if you do not intend to participate in the war, this humble monk will not force you, but I will truthfully inform the two generals of the situation and report it to the God of War," Fazang said calmly.

"Even if I am currently making a deal with Daxing Temple?" Wang Qingcang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Even if Daxing Temple needs the support of Benefactor Wang to make this humble monk a beneficiary of the Divine Enemy Plan."

Fazang's voice was calm and firm: "A person who only cares about himself cannot possibly bear the faith of 1.2 billion people in Dongxia."

Therefore, those qualified to participate in Project God's Enemy cannot possibly make a mistake in their stance.

They may clash over different interests, but they will never take the wrong stance on the overall interests.

The same was true of the Third Divine Enemy back then, which enabled him to carry the faith of Dongxia and take the final step.

With such a master, Fazang's stance is unlikely to be seriously flawed.

Decades have passed since the chaotic era, and many people in Dongxia are restless, with some even having lost their moral compass. However, there are also those with a sense of public duty, and they are not few among the martial artists of Tianguan.

After all, maintaining a calm and stable mindset is an essential skill for martial arts masters.

The stronger a person is, the longer their mental state will remain intact.

Wang Qingcang narrowed his eyes to slits, staring intently at Fazang.

After watching for a while, he smiled and said, "That's definitely how it should be."

He lowered his hand that was pressing on Fazang's right arm.

"Then let's go."

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Fazang's expression suddenly froze, and he looked down at his arm.

On his exposed right arm, streaks of blood-like marks were spreading rapidly, eventually reaching his shoulder.

Without hesitation, Fazang used his hand as a knife to cut off his right arm along with his shoulder.

But it didn't work.

"A six-star martial artist can unify the scattered consciousness of all the cells in the body, while an eight-star martial artist can achieve the unity of spirit and body, combining their divine will with the seven souls of the physical body. That is why they can condense supernatural powers."

Wang Qingcang opened his eyes, revealing gray-blue pupils. "This is biological evolution, but sometimes evolution doesn't bring only benefits. After the unity of spirit and flesh, the soul and body are also connected. If the method is appropriate, it is entirely possible to erode the soul through the body."

"Like this."

Fazang's face showed pain.

The right arm has been severed, but the soul connected to it remains. Or rather, the soul of the right arm still exists.

The same blood vessels appeared on Fazang's primordial spirit and had become deeply rooted.

"I have endured decades of suffering to finally understand this special method of erosion. You should feel honored to be able to enjoy this treatment."

As Wang Qingcang spoke, he stared intently at Fazang, his gaze focused yet indifferent, as if he were looking at an experimental subject.

Fazang tried to resist, but found his body stiff. The dignified Tianguan warrior was like a puppet, completely unable to move.

"You're not Wang Qingcang..." he gritted his teeth. "Who are you?"

"I am Wang Qingcang."

Wang Qingcang said calmly, "Eighty-six years ago, I was Wang Qingcang."