"Wh-wh-wh-wh...a-a-a-a-what-ah-ah-ah...?"
Upon discovering a hand gripping his ankle, Wang Xiyuan imdiately counterattacked, shattering the hand with a jolt, but his consciousness inevitably began to blur.
The Wang Qi avatar that had fallen on the ground leisurely raised his two hands. Unbeknownst to them, his wrists had already been severed at the elbows, and the whereabouts of his hands were unknown.
This avatar was not a human body at all, and its nervous system was naturally different from a human's—or rather, it had no nervous system at all, completely controlled by the Mystical Thought Body.
As long as the Heart Demon Mysterious Net existed, the Mystical Thought Body could completely act as a calculator, commanding independently. Moreover, since it was disconnected from the mana circulation of the main body, the isolated wrist's aura dropped to a level that Unification Stage Cultivators wouldn't even notice.
In this chaotic battle, an ambush was really easy.
"Where has his other hand gone?" Every Unification Stage Cultivator was shocked, disregarding the attack on Wang Qi, and hurriedly retreated.
Wang Qi stood up, waving his now nonexistent hand, and said, "No need to panic, everyone. I have no intention of attacking you, truly. I can even make a Heart Demon Oath that later I won't intentionally touch you or attempt any spell on you..."
"—because you are already under a spell!"
Wang Qi's last words seed to possess magical power, and in an instant, all the Unification Stage Cultivators beca immobilized. They felt a brief spell of confusion, and then their mana began to slip out of control, with countless bizarre questions erging in their minds.
Indeed, the seeds were sown long ago.
Over the past month, Wang Qi had secretly planted specialized Divine Plague Curse Techniques in these Unification Stage Cultivators. These Divine Plague Curse Techniques could utilize the vast computational power of the Heart Demon Mysterious Net to construct a virtual entity, which would replace the original consciousness of the Unification Stage Cultivators and participate in their mana operations.
And the activation command for this Divine Plague Curse Technique was, "because you are already under a spell!"
Among the Unification Stage Cultivators not conquered by Wang Qi's specialized Divine Plague Curse Technique, aside from the spy Xu Xueqing, only the fallen Tao Guanhong and Wang Xiyuan remained. Zhen Chan didn't understand the core cultivation technique of Emperor's Extre Split Sky Dao, and Xu Xueqing couldn't obtain fragnts of their cultivation techniques. Hence, Wang Qi employed a purely destructive Divine Plague Curse Technique to erase their personalities from a logical premise.
If it weren't for Guan Wuji implanting the Divine Plague Curse Technique into nurous Unification Stage Cultivators six months ago, Wang Qi wouldn't have been able to easily plant the curse.
If it weren't for pre-embedding the Divine Plague Curse Technique through a vast network before the battle began, Wang Qi wouldn't have been able to swiftly subdue all the Unification Stage Cultivators in an instant.
This battle's outco was decided even before it began.
At that mont, Xu Xueqing also pretended to be constrained, deliberately circulating her mana in another form. She gazed at Wang Qi with a complex expression.
Who could have thought that a seemingly stronghold, comparable to Spirit Phoenix Island rely in terms of Unification Stage Cultivators, was actually just a petty den easily conquered by a Core Formation Cultivator from the Heterodox perspective?
—"Two thousand years of resistance," ultimately, was just a joke!
Wang Qi seed to want to say sothing more, but at this mont, a massive palm descended from the sky, crushing this avatar entirely.
Holy Emperor Venerable was understandably truly enraged. He hadn't expected his Unification Stage Cultivators to be so feeble, falling in succession to a re Golden Core Cultivator in a matter of minutes. Moreover, Tao Guanhong's soul couldn't even escape, snatched by that little thief to beco part of a Divine Body, preventing him from recovering Tao Guanhong's Residual Soul, or transforming him into a "guard."
"You deserve to die!"
After crushing Wang Qi's avatar, Holy Emperor Venerable summoned several deities from his acupoints. Qingfu True God's fingers danced in the void, releasing Primordial Five Blessings Divinity Sword Qi. Zhen Chan wasn't willing to concede, manipulating Chaos Cloud, morphing it into a swirling vortex, unleashing Primordial Five Blessings Killing Divinity Sword Qi in opposition. These two sword techniques were two sides of the sa coin, imdiately evenly matched. Yet the Divine Emperor Venerable wasn't limited to a single deity. Longevity Heaven raised his hands, his feet leaping to a peculiar rhythm, invoking terrifying thunder from heaven, and erald True Fla erupted from the earth, thunder and earth fire attacking from above and below, gradually eroding Zhen Chan's unleashed Chaos Cloud. Zhen Chan tugged Qiushui Daoist's body, deploying the Escape Skill "Thousand-Mile Gate," trying to leave the battlefield, but Great Wilderness God had long awaited, smiting them fiercely. This strike was like a stampeding beast herd, a bear hunting prey, infused with the ancient and savage flavor of the wilderness. Zhen Chan was struck directly by this imnse power, thrust into the ground, his ridians breached, his bones shattered.
At this mont, Qiushui Daoist, who had been basking in spring's triumph days ago, was now unrecognizable. Zhen Chan's reckless fighting style completely burned all his foundation, Essence Blood, Primordial Qi, life span, with even his Life Fire flickering out, soon to extinguish.
Holy Emperor Venerable still unsatisfied, waved his hand, summoning two deities beside Qiushui Daoist, gripping his hands and feet. These two spirits were rely at the Nascent Soul Realm, both Mountain Gods with no Divine Arts, yet possessed imnse strength. The two gods exerted force, imdiately tearing apart Qiushui Daoist's limbs, leaving one foot partially attached, with a few tendons still connected. Qiushui Daoist let out a weak wail, his breaths few and strained.
In the distance below the sea, Zhen Chan's Residual Soul retracted into a ring, muttering, "Kid, I can't help you anymore."
Even though Zhen Chan used pure self-destructive ans for a brief burst of ferocity, he couldn't resist Holy Emperor Venerable. Zhen Chan manipulated Qiushui Daoist, who fully burned his potential, and even when Zhen Chan himself was at peak strength, he would have faced a considerable risk against Holy Emperor Venerable. However, it was only enough to hold Holy Emperor Venerable for a few minutes, and Holy Emperor Venerable didn't even feel a hint of pressure.
The imnse disparity.
Wang Qi nodded and said, "The goal has been basically achieved. Next, just watch ."
...............
Holy Emperor Venerable looked at his subordinates fallen all around, his heart filled with wrath.
In a distant place, Lord Hongtian's aura also completely vanished. He was certain that Lord Hongtian would not co.
And his sches had been utterly disrupted by a Core Formation Cultivator.
——Planning for ten thousand years, plotting for ten thousand years!
——Clearly just a rural world with no Immortal rulers, why can it repeatedly escape his plans?
Looking at Qiushui Daoist whom he had ticulously cultivated, Holy Emperor Venerable made up his mind.
"Alright, that's enough, that kind of Divine Tao Curse Technique will suffice… I don't need any perfection anymore. I need to leave this world now."
"I don't want my ten-thousand-year strategy anymore. The ants that cannot obtain longevity, I will co again in billions of years… if you who cannot beco immortals live until then! At that ti, I will crush this world and transform it completely into my flesh!"
In the eyes of Holy Emperor Venerable, the malevolent aspect gradually prevailed.
At this mont, "Blood Armor Wang Qi," who had been knocked far away by Longevity Heaven, finally regained his ability to move. It took him a good while to fully refine the divine powers of Longevity Heaven and break the constraints. He said to Holy Emperor Venerable, "Co now, it's just us two, let's fight the second round."
"I admit, you are indeed formidable. However, you are too arrogant, all your tactics pose no threat to ." Holy Emperor Venerable looked down at Wang Qi: "The sa thod, you are even inferior to Guan Wuji initially."
At this mont, the "Skull-snatching Taotie Treasure Appearance· Swallowing World War Dog True thod" had undergone a complete makeover, surpassing the design of Guan Wuji back then. However, Guan Wuji was a half-step Mahayana, and with Wang Qi's help, broke through to Mahayana Realm, while Tao Guanhong, from whom Wang Qi seized the power, was just a Divine Separation Stage Cultivator. Only one year's ti, no matter how fast this cultivation technique evolves, it's insufficient for Wang Qi to surpass the gap between Unification and Mahayana.
Moreover, Holy Emperor Venerable was not an ordinary Mahayana, but a Banished Immortal Mahayana.
Wang Qi raised the blood-stained giant axe condensed from divine power in his hand and shouted loudly, "How will I know unless I try?"
"I will let you know how laughable all your dependencies are." Holy Emperor Venerable raised his hand, and with just a flash of blood light, a deity similar to Wang Qi's blood armor form materialized. Its blood armor was more splendid, the demonic flas hung behind him like a cape woven from feathers, and he held a sawtooth battle axe dripping with blood.
It was precisely Guan Wuji's "Son of Terror Torture!"
This terrifying giant with a face unlike humans raised the axe in his hand. Wang Qi's avatar clearly did not have a chanism to feel "fear," yet the consciousness attached through the Heart Demon Mystic Net fell into chaos. His courage and fighting spirit within were destroyed in an instant, and his spirit sank into inexplicable agony.
"This is…" Wang Qi said in horror, "Terror Torture True Intent?"
"Your heterodox cultivation techniques might be bizarre, but such Divine Tao level thods are quite shallow, posing no difficulty to , easily learned!" Holy Emperor Venerable ford a hand mnemonic: "Kill him!"
The Son of Terror Torture raised the blood-stained sawtooth battle axe in his hand, Wang Qi's blood armor avatar also raised his axe to et it. At the ti, there was simply no comparison between the two, Wang Qi's axe crumbled upon touch, the Son of Terror Torture's Divine Light just brushed off three-tenths of Wang Qi's divine power!
Wang Qi exclaid, "This turns out to be another cultivation technique…"
——It was like the Ancient thod version of "Skull-snatching Taotie Treasure Appearance· Swallowing World War Dog True thod!"
"Just a re touch, and I can fully deduce this True thod!" Holy Emperor Venerable watched Wang Qi, relying on his sharp movent technique, repeatedly dodging the attacks from the Son of Terror Torture, and had already lost interest in the battle. Wang Qi would definitely lose. He didn't care whether doing this could shake the opponent's confidence; he just wanted to say it. Holy Emperor Venerable walked to Qiushui Daoist, leaned over, and pointed a finger at Qiushui Daoist's chest.
In Qiushui Daoist's eyes, a glimr of hope ignited: "Emperor Venerable…"
"Waste." Holy Emperor Venerable shook his head, his finger piercing through Qiushui Daoist's heart.
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