Exploding God

"Then there's no need to force a fight to the death..."

When Lu Ze's seemingly casual yet smiling words drifted across the mountain breeze, countless people inside and outside the villa suddenly felt a sense of unease and unanimously looked up at the higher ground.

All that could be seen was billowing, swirling black mist, like an unshakeable bulwark of despair.

No changes?

Then... why are we looking there?

When this thought came to mind, the people who had already raised their chins suddenly froze.

Yes, that's why we're looking there!

In that brief instant, all the movements were performed naturally by the body. Only now were these people astonished to realize why their movements were so natural, so effortlessly fluid...

It's as if this is how I'm supposed to be!

This is--

Why!?

When people are awakened by these three words, the changes in their field of vision give them the most direct answer.

In the sky, where countless people eagerly awaited, large swaths of black mist that were constantly converging on the phantom of the tower suddenly solidified, like boiling water being instantly frozen by liquid nitrogen.

But the sky wasn't boiling water in a kettle; it was an entire expanse of sky that blocked out the view. And because of this... when the black fog that filled the sky froze instantly, everyone's vision and mind also stopped, and an endless sense of oppression descended from the sky onto the earth.

All the onlookers felt as if they were drowning, a violent sense of suffocation enveloping their entire bodies. Their eyes widened, and the sky reflected in their pupils finally moved.

boom!

Countless people were shaken to their core; that resounding voice instantly reverberated in everyone's minds.

Amidst a chilling aura, the outline of five fingers, large enough to cover the entire mountaintop, was momentarily sketched on the dome, followed by the entire palm appearing in the sky, and then crashing down with earth-shattering force the next second.

People stared blankly at the palm, each person feeling the vastness of the universe and their own insignificance. They gazed at the palm that filled their entire field of vision, experiencing for the first time the feeling of ants looking up at a giant.

Even gods are no more than this...

In that seemingly slowed-down vision, the infinitely converging black mist at the top of the tower, the almost tangible base of the tower... all silently crumbled under that palm print, and then, with undiminished momentum, it pressed down on Lu Ze and Tantai Dapan, crashing down onto the earth.

An endless sense of death swept in from all directions. At this moment, regardless of their cultivation level, everyone was completely unable to move. Everyone's gaze turned to despair, and they subconsciously closed their eyes the instant the palm print covered their bodies.

call--

The compressed, heavy air rushed past my ears with a loud whistling sound, causing my hair and clothes to fly up and flutter violently.

Everyone shuddered!

Then all that remained was silence and tranquility.

Is he dead?

Do not!

There's also touch and hearing!

The imagined excruciating pain and darkness did not engulf my entire body.

Everything was like a fleeting dream.

The contemporary patriarch, Tantai Daoxue, was the first in the crowd to react; he suddenly opened his eyes!

The bright sunlight bathed his vision in white. Only after his pupils shrank to pinpoints did he emerge from the brief state of blindness and truly see the sky. He gaped open...

The two people were still standing high in the sky.

Both their body shape, movements, and position were exactly the same as before.

However, the black mist that obscured the clouds, the towering pagoda, and the palm print that reached the sky had all disappeared, as if they had never appeared at all.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, a purity unlike anything I'd ever seen before.

Boom!

A figure plummeted straight down from the sky, collapsing to its knees with its hands supporting its body. Its white hair fell loosely, and its gaze was fixed blankly on the ground, like an ancient stone sculpture.

"Supreme Elder!"

"Ancestor!"

The Tantai people scattered around the edge of the mountain village felt a jolt in their hearts and cried out in surprise.

That was the backbone and faith of the Tantai family. Now, seeing him kneeling dejectedly on the ground filled them with boundless sorrow. They instinctively reached out, wanting to help the frail old man up from hundreds of meters away.

But when another figure lightly touched the ground with his toes, everyone froze.

The more magnificent and vast the previous celestial phenomena were, the more serene and unperturbed that figure with one hand behind his back looked at him now.

"My entire life's cultivation... has turned out to be nothing but... a joke..."

Tantai Dapan muttered to himself, looking at the black prison stone ground that had stood for thousands of years, his cloudy eyes losing their color.

His mind was filled with that palm that covered the sky.

He lived a life spanning three decades, dominating an era, yet at the peak of his career, he withdrew from the limelight, claiming to be a detached passerby in this mortal world. His life, which should have ended with him returning to dust, is utterly ridiculous.

He staked his entire life's cultivation on this move, risking his life for another, only to have it casually shattered into nothingness.

The star source cells that were burning fiercely within his body all returned to calm after that palm strike.

His body was unharmed, and he became the only person there to witness the earth-shattering palm print dissolve silently into a gentle breeze after it landed.

What a despairing joke it is that someone who longs to die can't even die!

That effortless, almost divine power completely shattered his beliefs.

……

Lu Ze lowered his gaze, looking at the old man who was on the verge of a mental breakdown. His calm voice, like a gentle breeze passing through a mountain stream, echoed softly in every corner of the mountaintop.

All the clansmen scattered inside and outside the mountain village looked up in a daze, as if listening to the whispers of the gods.

"The courage to face death should not be wasted in this peaceful era."

"May you die in a more magnificent and turbulent future. The darker the darkness, the more precious the flames that ignite."

……

Tantai Dapan raised his head and stared at Lu Ze in disbelief.

He sensed sincerity in that calm tone, a heartfelt admonition to himself to live on with hatred in his heart, and then, like a torch, to ignite himself and illuminate the darkness... Was it a magnificent darkness?

Those withered hands trembled, and Tantai Dapan's deathly intent dissipated like a tide.

Even though the man in front of him had an irreconcilable blood feud with his family, at this moment he was truly impressed by the magnanimity and spirit that the man displayed in every gesture!

Tantai Dapan's cloudy eyes moved slightly, his gaze passing over Lu Ze and landing on the scattered clansmen in the distance. He met those eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions, including worry, excitement, sadness, and fear. His throat bobbed uncontrollably. Tantai Dapan then turned his gaze back to Lu Ze, calmly meeting those deep, ocean-like eyes.

The elderly man, who had lived through three cycles of sixty years, slowly stood up, his hunched body gradually straightening, and his voice resounded like a great bell.

"From this day forward, I, Tantai Dapan, will re-enter the world to continue the martial arts tradition of my Tantai family."

"The humiliation we have suffered today will be etched into our family precepts and remembered for a hundred years. From this day forward, all members of our family will take revenge as their highest goal and cultivate without ceasing! From this day forward, our Tantai family will consider the slaying of Mr. Lu as the highest honor, and those who die for this will have their names engraved on monuments and recorded in the family annals, to be passed down through generations!"

"—I, the Tantai people, can you hear me clearly?!"

The last sentence was roared out by Tantai Dapan, each word like a tearful lament.

The clansmen inside and outside the manor all heard the roar and their bodies trembled violently.

After a brief moment of tranquility, thousands of people inside and outside the villa roared in anger, their voices shaking the heavens.

……

Tantai Dapan's beard and hair stood on end in anger.

Manager Xie looked at him in shock.

Tantai Daoxue stood silently, his eyes fixed on the patriarch.

……

Lu Ze smiled, nodded slightly, turned and left without any hesitation.

The spark of hatred is also a spark.

Even the smallest flame is still a flame.