Chapter 735 - 46: Collapse of Order, Dawn of Chaos

Chapter 735: Chapter 46: Collapse of Order, Dawn of Chaos

Celestial Emperor’s Capital, Seven Luminaries Moya Heaven.

Unaware of what was happening outside.

The battle between the Jinhong Clan and Chang Xi had reached its final decisive stage.

Relying on his own "Taiyin Refinement" and "Seven Arrow Head", the Jinhong Clan gained an absolute advantage through a prolonged battle.

Each death made the Jinhong Clan stronger...

The existence of "Seven Arrow Head" forced Chang Xi to distract herself by protecting the straw figure...

As a result, even though Chang Xi could summon her projections from the past, her divine power and physical strength were gradually unable to keep up with the intensity of the battle.

After an unavoidable "mistake", the reborn Jinhong Clan shot the sixth arrow.

Whoosh!

As the peach branch arrow sliced through the sky and brushed past one of Chang Xi’s projections.

The Vermilion Bird flapped its wings suddenly to block the arrow for her, but was still a step too slow, helplessly watching as the peach branch arrow hit the heart of the straw figure.

This was the sixth arrow of the "Seven Arrow Head"; the first five arrows had already struck the straw figure.

The effect of this sixth arrow was to completely destroy Chang Xi’s body, to kill her physically.

"Six arrows destroy the flesh, seven arrows extinguish the divine soul..."

No sadness, no anger, Chang Xi merely sighed softly.

Then, black patterns symbolizing the "curse" rapidly spread, and her body began to gradually turn to sand.

First the limbs, then the torso, and finally the head...

In less than the time it takes to breathe, Chang Xi’s body completely vanished.

Even the projections she had summoned could only stare wide-eyed in shock, witnessing their own demise.

"I’m sorry for dragging you into this."

Seeing the Jinhong Clan once again draw the bow, about to shoot the most deadly seventh arrow.

Only Chang Xi’s indestructible soul remained, she smiled bitterly and apologized to the Vermilion Bird.

Had it not been for her, the Vermilion Bird would never have wasted a precious Soul Jade here.

"Life and death are destined; just do your best."

Seeing this, the Vermilion Bird decisively gave up struggling.

"The Tao Ancestor once told me that when something cannot be changed, accepting it also requires courage."

"As long as we’ve tried and struggled, our past efforts will not be erased."

Listening to the Vermilion Bird’s comfort, Chang Xi raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, wanting to say something but ultimately refrained.

"It’s a pity I was not born in the same era as that Tao Ancestor."

"Otherwise, I truly wish to meet the Tao Ancestor, whom my husband regards as a target, and you such a strong being constantly keep in mind. What kind of demeanor does he have?"

Before she could finish her words, the Jinhong Clan had already released the seventh arrow.

Whoosh!

Without any obstruction, the last and most deadly arrow pierced through the straw figure.

Accompanied by the wails of thousands of ghosts and the surging of soul banners, the straw figure and the altar disappeared from everyone’s view.

"Sigh!"

Watching as Chang Xi’s divine soul was about to vanish with the straw figure.

An inexplicable sigh suddenly resonated, instantly spreading throughout the entire Seven Luminaries Moya Heaven.

"..."

Pupils suddenly contracted.

The Jinhong Clan didn’t even ask who was coming, turning to once again set up the "Seven Arrow Head" altar.

Because he clearly saw, at the moment the sigh appeared, Chang Xi’s divine soul, which should have vanished with the straw figure, inexplicably remained.

No one besides Emperor Hao could possess such divine power and appear so timely.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Hao acted far quicker and stronger than the Jinhong Clan imagined.

The sky, cracked from the Jinhong Clan’s invasion, completely shattered in an instant.

The altar beneath the Jinhong Clan’s feet, still unformed, crumbled, causing the "Six Paths of Reincarnation" behind him to shatter one by one.

"What!?"

Never imagining such a significant disparity between him and Emperor Hao.

The opponent didn’t even appear, merely a sigh destroyed his most proud "Six Paths of Reincarnation."

In the blink of an eye, the Jinhong Clan could barely think about why there was such a vast gap between him and Emperor Hao.

Driven by survival and combat instincts, the Jinhong Clan commanded the fierce souls and ghost gods to keep fighting.

Resulting in the expected yet reasonable outcome, a blazing aura burst from the sky, sweeping over the entire Seven Luminaries Moya Heaven’s intruders.

Included among them, the Jinhong Clan only felt himself burning as if he was in a furnace.

With just a blink, his painstakingly cultivated undying body was incinerated, leaving no room for resistance.

Thus, two-thirds of the foundation of immortality the Jinhong Clan relied on was wiped out, with only the indestructible soul left in the Netherworld.

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"How could this be!?"

Suddenly looking up at the desolate sky, the Jinhong Clan, revived in the Netherworld, stared wide-eyed.

The Jinhong Clan could feel that if Emperor Hao wished, he could easily enter the Netherworld and eradicate his indestructible soul.

At that point, even if the Jinhong Clan advanced his "Taiyin Refinement" to a higher realm, he would not escape the fate of death.

Then comes the question: if Emperor Hao’s display was so extraordinary, what level of power did the Lord of the Mansion possess?

Whether in various myths or Emperor Hao’s fear of the Lord of the Mansion, it showed he was at least on par with or even stronger than Emperor Hao.

—Could I truly grasp the authority of one so mightily through Shamanism simply because I am his reincarnation?

This was not the Jinhong Clan’s first time musing about this question but certainly the most alarming one.

For he realized he had completely underestimated Emperor Hao and the Mansion Lord’s capabilities.

The disparity between Pathfinders and between strong beings was far greater than the Jinhong Clan imagined.

The Jinhong Clan, though repeatedly overestimating this gap, never thought that before Emperor Hao, even a successful Pathfinder like him was akin to an ant.

"No wonder the teacher always advised me to abandon hatred..."

The figure of Xiluo again flickered in his mind, but the Jinhong Clan didn’t regret it.

On the contrary, Emperor Hao’s shown strength only stirred his fighting spirit, not making him disheartened.

Rumble...

Right then, a familiar sound of breaking echoed once more in Jinhong Clan’s ears.

In shock, he snapped his eyes open, watching those familiar spacetime fissures appear in the Netherworld’s sky.

No, it’s not just simple spacetime fissures...

It’s the reflection of an entire world, chaotic turbulence existing beyond two realms.

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