The Last Sentinel

"Don't kill me!"

Tian Nu suddenly knelt before Qi Tian, ​​his knees slamming into the shattered immortal earth, creating a spiderweb-like pattern of cracks. Without hesitation or regard for appearances, his crown askew, hair disheveled, he frantically kowtowed, each blow drawing blood: "I'll tell you a lot of information. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you."

The light blue and gold Saint Cloth radiated a holy glow, flowing gently around him like moonlight.

Qi Tian strode out, each step leaving ripples in his wake; where his toes landed, the void rippled like the surface of water.

Tian Nu's forehead pressed against the ground, his voice trembling with brokenness: "If you release me, I'll even betray the Seven Absolute Prodigies!"

Qi Tian didn't look at Tian Nu, as if the kneeling figure was nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust. He raised his eyes to look at the countless illusory barriers behind Tian Nu, his voice as indifferent as a breeze: "Do you also want to surrender?"

Those illusory images of the barrier, created by the Heavenly Wrath clones, were all bursting with rage, their bodies radiating spiritual light like firecrackers being lit.

"What a joke! Surrender? The word 'surrenderer' doesn't exist in my Heavenly Wrath's dictionary!"

"Stand up! Don't kneel before him, you disgraceful futuristic form!"

"We, the descendants of the imperial family, can only die standing, not live kneeling!"

"..."

The angry curses surged forth like a tidal wave, each one more vicious than the last. But Tian Nu, the leader, had completely broken down and his defenses crumbled. He abruptly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and roared hoarsely, "Shut up! You bunch of fools! Do you think you're safe standing on dry land? Let me tell you! This guy cultivates a higher-dimensional martial art never before seen. He can wipe me and all of you out in one fell swoop! At that point, even our souls being scattered will be a luxury. Even if a parallel universe or parallel plane is created, we won't be resurrected!"

Upon hearing this, the various stages of Heavenly Wrath behind me were instantly dumbfounded, their angry curses abruptly ceasing, as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats.

It's important to understand that even a scattered soul can be resurrected. As long as you have the resources to create a parallel universe or a parallel plane, you can create a world that is uniquely yours—that's the last line of defense in the immortal realm, an unspoken escape route for all cultivators.

However, when a high-dimensional martial arts kills someone, the person simply disappears forever, and even tracing the original code won't bring them back!

Those projections of myself were completely panicked. Their faces turned from green to white, and they lost all of their previous arrogance. One by one, they knelt down in fear, their knees hitting the ground in a continuous thud, begging for mercy.

Qi Tian didn't look at the begging figures. His eyes passed over the kneeling figures on the ground and fixed on a silent Tian Nu in the corner.

The man, Tian Nu, was about twenty years old. His arms were crossed over his chest, his muscles bulging like the gnarled roots of an old tree, and even through the void, one could smell the heavy, bloody stench emanating from him. He stared coldly at Qi Tian, ​​his eyes devoid of fear, only displaying an almost devout focus.

"The Seven Deadly Sins - Wrath." Qi Tian's eyes were filled with a chilling aura: "Legend has it that he is the most low-key among the seven chosen ones of Heaven. He has no greedy ambition for power, no arrogant gambles, and no base lust. He is only obsessed with violence and anger."

"So, are you building up your anger?"

That day, a smirk crept across his face, a dangerous glint in his eyes: "You knew I was building up my anger, yet you let it fester. It seems you're quite confident in your abilities!"

"It's not confidence." Qi Tian raised his left hand, a cold light gleaming at his fingertips: "It's inevitable. We're not even on the same level. Your cultivation system is too outdated, so outdated that it can't compete with me in this new era. Your fate is to be crushed."

Upon hearing this, Tian Nu's smile faded slightly, and he narrowed his eyes, saying, "That's true in principle, but your system hasn't truly reached its peak yet, and many profound theories haven't been put into practice. My old system may be a bit outdated, but even a broken ship has three pounds of nails; you might not be my match."

Qi Tian closed his eyes, his aura receding into his body, becoming as still as a stagnant pool: "Further words are useless, please!"

Seeing this, Tian Nu, the wielder, said no more. He abruptly raised his hand, his left middle and index fingers pointing at the layers of illusory avatars behind him. His voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable pressure: "My true self, listen well! You are merely a fragment of my will left behind by the Wrathful Immortal Official in the Heavenly Realm. Now, withdraw your will, the Seven Deadly Sins - Wrath returns!"

Does the self devour the true self?

For a moment, Tiannu himself was dumbfounded, his pupils shrank, and his face turned deathly pale.

How could this happen!

All the forms he had painstakingly condensed over billions of years were about to be completely swallowed up by a younger, purer, and more enraged clone at this moment? He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't even make a sound—the chain of will had already locked him up.

Before the Heavenly Wrath Divide could even react—or rather, before it was a premeditated devouring—its body suddenly expanded, its power surging like a black-red flame, engulfing countless other parts of itself and the original self. Those afterimages and phantoms, like moths drawn to a flame, didn't even have time to scream before transforming into streaks of light, converging into the Heavenly Wrath Divide's body.

Flames shot skyward, turning half the heavens red. A deep, ancient, dark mountain range materialized from the flames, its black peaks surging and releasing layers of fiery tides, every ravine on its surface flowing with scorching lava patterns. The entire mountain slowly rose to its feet, and countless cracks appeared in the sky above its shoulders.

The Seven Deadly Sins' furious voice echoed from the depths of the sacred mountain, reverberating like a mountain: "Qi Tian, ​​witness the pinnacle of immortal power, the once-proud technique of Sun Wukong and Yang Jian! The Law of Heaven and Earth!"

"Using external objects to achieve true godhood," Qi Tian said with his eyes closed. "This isn't the Law of Heaven and Earth; this is the Law of Manifestation of Heaven and Earth, merely a pirated and simplified version. The true Law of Heaven and Earth is achieved by directly condensing the divine form through one's own powerful physical body and blood essence, which proves the Dao through force. What you've done is relied upon external objects. How dare you call this the Law of Heaven and Earth?"

At this moment, the towering divine mountain had risen. It resembled an ancient deity, its massive rocks transforming into sturdy armor, each stone gleaming with a cold, metallic light. In its two pupils, one shone like a vast sun, the other like a bright moon, one hot, one cold, locking firmly in its gaze upon Qitian. Suddenly, those fists, carrying the weight of the entire mountain, slammed down, leaving two white marks in the void.

"How foolish." Qi Tian closed his eyes, slowly raising his hands as if casually catching a fallen leaf: "The old system always equated big with strong, high with strong, not realizing that the underlying architecture determines the superstructure. No matter how powerful you become, if you change the basic architectural code, all your supernatural abilities are nothing but fleeting clouds."

"But, on the other hand..."

"If I had won by cleverness, you would probably be dissatisfied, and if word got back to the Heavenly Court, you would all think I won by sheer luck."

"To intimidate the Heavenly Court, and also to intimidate those scumbags of the Three Great Calamities!"

"I'll be savage for once today—you lurking spies around, watch out!"

"This move of mine is a divine ability I temporarily comprehended after observing the Seven Absolute Prodigies' enraged Dharma Body and Heaven. It's called 'Entropy Increase - Incomplete Transformation'!"

"I'll use this move very slowly, and I hope you can all learn it!"

Qi Tian finished speaking, his tone as calm as if he were instructing a junior in martial arts. But that calmness was more piercing than any roar.

The wrathful Heavenly Official was completely enraged.

"Arrogant!"

His furious eyes blazed with visible fury, and the entire sacred mountain seemed to burst into flames. The black mountain's gigantic fist, like the sky collapsing and the earth churning, wrapped in billowing flames, crashed down, determined to crush Qi Tian to pieces.

Qi Tian's figure was distorted and ethereal, as if he were on a completely different level from the raging Heavenly Official, separated by a thin veil that could be seen but not touched.

This led to a very strange scene.

Enraged, he slammed down with a powerful punch, carving a terrifying ravine into the heart of Flower Fruit Mountain. Rocks rained down, and the ravine stretched for hundreds of miles, stirring up clouds of dust and the entire land let out a muffled wail.

However, in mid-air, Qi Tian remained seated with his eyes closed, seemingly unconcerned about the sky, his clothes motionless, as if the punch he had just received had nothing to do with him.

"This, this guy!"

"court death!"

"Blood Rage Level 1!"

The sacred mountain erupted in fury, a crimson buff suddenly igniting across its entire body. Its towering form blotted out the sky, blocking out even the sunlight. All over its body, the crimson buff coalesced into visible layers of totem tattoos, writhing like living creatures.

Enraged, Shenshan clenched his right fist and accelerated suddenly. His violent blood energy, like a ferocious beast breaking free of its shackles, directly disrupted the void layer and forcibly expelled Qitian from Shenshan's space. He then slammed a fist into Qitian's face!

Qi Tian kept his eyes closed. He raised his right hand, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and recited, "Compared to my girlfriend Wu Xinxin, your understanding of strength is appallingly low. Even though strength is weak now, there shouldn't be a strength cultivator like you!"

Qi Tian's thin fist collided with Shen Shan's furious fist.

boom--!

There was no earth-shattering roar, not even a ripple. The instant the two fists collided, the world seemed to be muted, with only a very thin halo of light silently emanating from the point of contact.

On Qi Tian's blue-gold left arm armor, familiar golden tattoo totems also appeared. Upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that these totems were similar to those on Bao Nu's body, but they were more profound, difficult to decipher, and unfathomable, as if one was a child's scribbles and the other was an inscription of an ancient god.

"This...this is a comprehension of the power!" Enraged and terrified, his voice trembled: "How could this be! How could you, a carbon-based life form, know the laws of power?!"

Qi Tian, ​​with his eyes closed, said, "If I didn't know it, I would have been killed by my girlfriend with one punch long ago! This law of force is actually quite simple. In order to deal with my girlfriend and win arguments with her, I spent three months learning her thirty years' worth of law of force, and surpassed her within three years! You are far inferior to my girlfriend, let alone me. So, even if we use the same law of force, you are no match for me."

As he finished speaking, he kept his eyes closed, his fingertips exerting a slight pressure.

The terror on his furious face froze into eternity in that moment.