The sequence is too involutional, luckily I am too.

Chapter 181 Divine Blood Erosion! A New Evil God

Just then, the Death God finally launched a full-scale attack, his death scythe carrying the purest and most domineering aura of death as it slashed fiercely at Xue Jiansheng.

Wherever the scythe passed, the air was shattered into pieces, and even light could not penetrate it.

Xue Jiansheng, however, showed no fear. The light of his sword of punishment became even more restrained as he faced the scythe head-on.

The battle was about to begin. The moment the holy sword clashed with the scythe, a deafening roar erupted, and the shockwave swept in all directions, leveling all the surrounding buildings.

At first, Xue Jiansheng's attacks could only leave shallow marks on the Ghost God, and could not cause any real damage.

As the battle continued, Xue Jiansheng's realm continued to rise, and his understanding of the power of punishment became more and more profound. On the body of the Death God, one after another, wounds that were difficult to heal began to appear.

Xue Jiansheng's aura was already infinitely close to Sequence 3, and he was only one step away from becoming a god.

Even so, Xue Jiansheng was still in grave danger. The tyranny of the Death Authority far exceeded everyone's imagination. If anyone was even slightly grazed by that scythe, dark death lines would appear on their body, their life force would rapidly drain away, and they would die on the spot if they were not careful.

Several times, Xue Jiansheng was nearly struck in a vital spot by the scythe. He only managed to dodge it by sheer luck, thanks to his years of combat experience. The holy light around him dimmed a bit, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Xue Hanyi and Wan Zhuliu wanted to help, but as soon as they got close to the battle area, they were violently blasted away by the aftershocks of their collision and were unable to resist.

That already touches upon the realm of gods. In the war between gods, mortals cannot violate it. Even a Sequence 4 powerhouse can only become a bystander.

But at that moment, the two suddenly noticed that Lu Yan was slowly drawing the Thousand Slash and taking off the Hundred Weapons Box from his back, as if he was about to join the battle.

"Lu Yan, your current condition is not suitable for participating in this level of combat!"

Wan Zhuliu immediately stepped forward to stop him, his tone urgent.

He had witnessed Lu Yan's strength firsthand, but when faced with the Death God, who was close to a deity, Lu Yan's power was still far too insignificant.

On the contrary, Xue Hanyi, who was standing to the side, not only did not stop him, but also looked at Lu Yan and the Thousand Slashes in his hand with an extremely serious look, and asked in a deep voice.

How confident are you?

"There are almost none, but I think it's worth a try."

Lu Yan's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

"Okay, I'll protect you. You can prepare with peace of mind."

Xue Hanyi didn't ask any further questions. Her body shone with a powerful aura of authority, protecting Lu Yan behind her as she vigilantly watched the battle unfold.

The conversation between the two ended in an extremely efficient manner, leaving Wan Zhuliu speechless.

Are these two people really in the right mind?

They dared to be so reckless in the face of the Deathly Ghost.

Neither of them paid him any attention. Lu Yan had already placed the Hundred Weapons Box, which was still undergoing spiritual transformation and absorbing divine bones, together with the Thousand Slashes in his hand.

[The Divine Martial Saint sensed the host's thoughts but did not stop him, eagerly yearning to fight a god!]

"I hope it doesn't burst, or I'll lose a lot of money."

Lu Yan let out a long breath, a resolute glint in his eyes, and then suddenly activated the skill of the Hundred Weapons Box: Ten Thousand Weapons!

The next instant, Qianzhan, with the Boundary Severing Silk Blade on the hilt, deliberately crawled into the Hundred Weapons Box, attempting to completely merge with it.

Upon absorbing two mithril-grade artifacts at once, the Hundred Weapons Box was immediately stretched to its full size, and cracks appeared on its surface. The gold-grade artifacts stored inside emitted mournful cries, as if they would be obliterated by this powerful force at any moment.

Even the six pseudo-divine bones that had just begun to merge were squeezed and trembled slightly by the impact of the fusion, and could be expelled at any moment.

At this critical moment, Qianzhan suddenly emitted a crisp sound, and the Boundary Severing Silk Blade on the hilt suddenly extended rapidly, wrapping around the six pseudo-divine bones like a serpent. While firmly fixing the divine bones, it also slowly smoothed out the cracks in the Hundred Weapons Box.

Gradually, the Hundred Weapons Box and its many gold-level artifacts began to shine brightly, slowly merging into the Thousand Slashes.

At that very moment, Thousand Cuts began to emanate an aura that terrified everyone present.

That was the true aura of a god, pure and boundless, a divine remnant that even the Death God would covet!

In an instant, the Death God abandoned Xue Jiansheng as his opponent, a glint of greed and fanaticism flashing in his eyes, and turned to charge at Lu Yan.

He could clearly sense that the long sword contained the power to truly descend upon this world.

But at that very moment, the fusion of the Thousand Slashes was completely completed. The light dissipated, and a white bone greatsword, forged from divine bones, landed steadily in Lu Yan's hand.

【Adamantine · Rare Object ·? ? ? ! 】

Lu Yan gritted his teeth and tried to grip the long sword, which was far beyond his own limits.

Before the Giant's blessing dissipated, he poured all the dragon power, heart fire, holy light, and even the power of all sequences within his body into the white bone longsword.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his long sword high and slashed it down heavily towards the charging Death Demon!

Seeing this, the Death God immediately swung his Death Scythe to block. The pitch-black scythe collided with the gleaming white God-Slaying Blade, producing a piercing metallic clang.

Even so, the Death God easily deflected the God-Slaying attack.

Divine artifacts can only unleash their true power when held in the hands of a god.

Lu Yan has not yet reached the realm of gods, and ultimately cannot fully control the power to slay gods.

But at that moment, the Divine Tree Palace suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and a phantom of a divine tree that blotted out the sky suddenly appeared above the floating island, its branches and leaves flourishing, radiating boundless primordial power.

At the top of the divine tree, a pair of eyes containing the phantom image of a cross were staring intently at the Death God.

Suddenly, the body of the Death God twisted violently, and the black aura on its body dissipated wildly.

The once indestructible scythe of death shattered instantly, and even the body it inhabited began to crack inch by inch under the pressure of the primordial divine tree, making it impossible to maintain its form.

Ultimately, it is a mortal body that carries the will of the evil god. Even with the support of the flesh and soul of four saints, without the protection of divine power, it can never compare with the God-Slaying One who contains the power of the divine remains, let alone withstand the suppression of the Primordial Divine Tree.

As the body of the Death God gradually disintegrated, everyone present was filled with disbelief. They were especially shocked to the point that they were speechless when they saw that what ultimately suppressed the Death God was the long sword in Lu Yan's hand.

"This guy, he's not even trying to be human!"

Chen Qi and the others stood at a distance, clicking their tongues in amazement.

Lu Yan's solo killing of a Sequence 4 Saint was already outrageous enough, but now he's even suppressing the Death God, who is close to being a god, with a single strike. His strength is terrifyingly abnormal.

"It's not over yet!"

Just then, Xue Jiansheng's voice came, slightly hoarse, but still full of power.

Holding the Holy Sword of Punishment, he flashed and arrived before the black aura left by the God of Death.

The will of the evil god has not completely dissipated; as long as there is even a trace of it, it may make a comeback.

At that very moment, the Death God merged all its remaining will and authority into one, transforming into a jet-black stream of light that shot straight toward the God-Slaying Sword in Lu Yan's hand.

He knew very well that as long as he could enter the God-Slaying Realm and use the power of the divine remains, he would be able to reconstitute the divine body.

At that time, they will no longer be suppressed by the primordial divine tree, and may even be able to devour the power of the divine tree.

But just as this streak of light was about to touch the god-slaying blade, Xue Jiansheng's Holy Sword of Punishment arrived.

The dazzling holy light poured into the remaining will of the Death God without reservation, and then the whole thing exploded.

In an instant, the stream of light formed by the Death God exploded completely and could no longer be maintained.

This was a near-suicide attack, a self-destructive act. Xue Jiansheng sacrificed his divine artifact to completely shatter the last vestige of the Death God's will to descend, severing any possibility of His return.

However, as the artifact of authority self-destructed, Xue Jiansheng's aura also rapidly declined.

Sequence 3, which was originally only one step away, gradually drifted away from him, like a mirage.

In order to completely annihilate the Death God and to protect the original sanctuary, he gave up the divine position he had pursued all his life.

Without authority, they cannot be considered true gods.

"Master—"

Upon seeing this, Lu Yan felt a pang of anxiety and was momentarily lost in thought. He quickly put away the God-Slaying Blade and was about to step forward to help him up.

But at that moment, a drop of blood shimmering with an eerie black aura suddenly broke through the aftershocks of the holy sword's explosion, heading straight for his forehead and instantly merging into his body.

In the next instant, Lu Yan's blood and qi completely went out of control, and a dense, eerie, and polluted aura emanated wildly from his body. His eyes also began to turn faintly black.

"It's divine blood—the divine blood of the Demon God is corrupting Lu Yan!"

Wan Zhuliu's expression changed drastically, his voice filled with urgency and solemnity. He immediately activated his Judgment Domain, attempting to suppress the rampant spread of the evil god's corruption.

But Xue Hanyi was faster. Ancient and profound laws condensed at her fingertips and were thrown out one after another like a stream of light, accurately landing on Lu Yan. The golden power of the laws penetrated into his meridians, forcefully tearing and peeling away the drop of strange god's blood that had merged into his body.

Xue Jiansheng watched as the dark aura around Lu Yan grew increasingly dense, and he was filled with anxiety. He wanted to go forward and help, but Lu Yan had just self-destructed his divine artifact, and his meridians were damaged. His aura was extremely weak, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand. He could only watch helplessly, his eyes filled with powerlessness and self-blame.

"You old charlatan, get out here!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Xue Jiansheng roared to the sky, his voice hoarse but filled with boundless rage, echoing throughout the entire Primordial Sanctuary.

As soon as the words were spoken, the illusory image of the divine tree suspended in mid-air suddenly trembled violently, its branches and leaves shaking wildly. Then, one of the branches, which was gleaming with a faint light, broke off and slowly fell to the ground.

Just as the branch was about to hit the ground, a figure appeared out of thin air, his clothes fluttering, and steadily caught the branch.

Upon closer inspection, everyone recognized Nangong Muyu.

After activating the Divine Bone Altar, he completely disappeared, and no one expected that he would reappear at this moment.

"What a wonderful performance! I almost forgot about my business."

Nangong Muyu wore an exaggerated yet eerie smile, his tone flippant, yet his aura was rapidly rising. A vast and extraordinary power continuously overflowed from his body, and in just a few breaths, his strength soared to the peak of Sequence 4. His oppressive aura swept across the surroundings, causing everyone present to feel a chill in their hearts.

"Fortunately, I managed to catch the grand finale of the performance."

He gently stroked the branch of the sacred tree in his hand, his smile growing increasingly eerie.

Immediately afterwards, to everyone's astonishment and speechlessness, Nangong Muyu swallowed the branch that still carried the aura of the divine tree whole.

The next instant, Nangong Muyu's aura suddenly fluctuated violently. His originally pure extraordinary power was instantly devoured by the dense aura of the evil god's corruption, and dark mist raged out of his body, swirling around him.

What's most chilling is his face. His skin becomes transparent and disappears at a visible speed, his features gradually blur, and finally he completely turns into nothingness, becoming a faceless man without any face!

With a slight flick of his fingers, everyone present seemed to be controlled by invisible threads, and they all looked up at Nangong Muyu.

"Everyone, let us welcome the new god!"