837: 837 837: 837 “Hmph, If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you twice!”
Randeng sneered defiantly, the black ruler in his hand suddenly enlarging to ten zhang in length, disproportionately huge compared to his stature.
Facing the impending descent of the Sky-covering Giant Hand, he swung the ruler with might.
At the mont the ruler’s tip struck the base of the Sky-covering Giant Hand, an unimaginable force shattered the hand capable of covering ten thousand ters of land directly, the resulting explosion whipping up a violent wind that ravaged the entire battlefield, flinging countless Netherworld Soldiers, Demon Soldiers, and warriors into disarray.
The scene was spectacular, mountains shifting, earth shattering, thunderclouds rolling tumultuously as if the sky itself might collapse at any mont.
Tathāgata was also sent flying, his eyes filled with an almost overflowing murderous intent as he looked toward Randeng amidst the dust storm, suprely arrogant.
anwhile, the spies from various forces in the distance were stirring as well.
“Randeng?
Wasn’t he locked in a death struggle with Sea Pole Palace?”
“Terrifying!
The Nether Emperor of Netherworld, Crossing Evil, Randeng, all three are among the top powerhouses between heaven and earth!”
“It’s said that Randeng defeated Tathāgata before.
Now facing another powerful monk, could he win again?”
“The chances are quite high!”
“Tsk tsk, do you think the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, Yan Emperor, Sword Master, Demon Emperor, Ghost King and others might also gather?”
The spies were abuzz with talk, realizing that the battle between the realms of yin and yang was deepening.
Could this be a prelude to a contest among the Nine Emperors?
Leaping up, Randeng cut through the billowing dust waves, raising his black ruler high to smash down upon Tathāgata.
It was at this mont that Qin Jun finally saw him.
“Is that the Universe Ruler?”
Qin Jun was astounded; known were Randeng’s famous treasures: the Universe Ruler, the Sarcophagus Lantern, and the Sea-Calming Pearl.
But the Sea-Calming Pearl was originally Zhao Gongming’s, so it was possible that Randeng did not possess it.
“A Randeng with his own treasures?”
Qin Jun was secretly astonished; this ddler was truly defying the heavens!
He suddenly thought of Donghuang Taiyi; would that fellow bring his bell over?
With the Chaos Bell, Donghuang Taiyi…
Qin Jun shuddered at the thought, not daring to contemplate further.
According to the mythology of Primordial Chaos, Donghuang Taiyi once contended with several Ancestral Witches using the Chaos Bell, which even the Saints could not break.
Only by combining their forces to self-destruct did they manage to perish together with Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.
Though the Sea-Calming Pearl was powerful, it paled in comparison to the Chaos Bell.
Nevertheless, even with the Sea-Calming Pearl, one could dominate this world.
Zhao Gongming, wielding the Sea-Calming Pearl in Investiture of the Gods, was indeed a force to be reckoned with, besting all twelve immortals of Kunlun.
Later, when Randeng seized the Sea-Calming Pearl, he began to show his dominance.
Qin Jun had to pray that Randeng did not have the Sea-Calming Pearl; otherwise, not even Tathāgata combined with the Nether Emperor could beat Randeng.
Clang—
As Randeng swung the Universe Ruler down upon Tathāgata’s right palm, Tathāgata only felt a piercing pain in his palm, as an unimaginable force sent him flying.
“Hmph!
Thinking of seeking revenge?
You still need to cultivate for a few more eons!” Randeng said with contempt, moving in on Tathāgata as he spoke.
At that mont, the Nether Emperor arrived and stopped in his tracks at the sight of Tathāgata being blasted away.
He already knew well of Tathāgata’s strength, especially a Tathāgata in a state of raging fury.
Who exactly was this unsightly Taoist?
Randeng?
The Nether Emperor had heard the na before, but never took it to heart, yet now, he could not forget it.
Randeng caught sight of the Nether Emperor and his eyes quickly shifted, stopping in midair.
Tathāgata slowed his montum, wanting to charge again, but was interrupted by Randeng’s voice, “Wait, this war has nothing to do with !”
“I haven’t decided who to help yet, are you sure you want to fight with ?” Randeng said with a sinister smile.
At these words, the Nether Emperor’s face changed dramatically.
Tathāgata’s gaze flickered, but he didn’t imdiately make a move.
Even though he harbored great hatred for Randeng, he understood that if Randeng joined forces with the Nether Emperor, it would be his own demise.
“Why don’t we join forces and annihilate this youngster, and then we can have our duel?” Randeng said to Tathāgata with a smile, gesturing with his hand while completely ignoring the Nether Emperor in the distance.
As the second strongest of his era, the Nether Emperor had never been subject to such treatnt and was burning with rage.
“Who do you think you are!”
The Nether Emperor, enraged, made his move.
Hundreds of Netherworld Dragon forces roared towards Randeng, and the soldiers below felt their vision darken as hundreds of black dragons flew overhead, blocking out the sky.
Randeng appeared indifferent, waving his Universe asure once, and the hundreds of Netherworld Dragon forces dissipated like smoke, turning into a sky full of black mist, startling the Nether Emperor.
“What kind of magical artifact is that?” the Nether Emperor asked in horror.
Unfortunately for him, Randeng paid him no heed and instead looked towards Tathāgata, tempting him like a devil, “Do you accept?”
Tathāgata hesitated.
He wasn’t foolish and understood that after eliminating the Nether Emperor, Randeng would be coming for him.
“Nether Emperor, why don’t we work together to take him down?”
Just then, Qin Jun suddenly spoke out with a bright laugh.
You think you can reap the benefits by just waiting, Randeng?
In your dreams!
Upon hearing this, the Nether Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.
The pressure from Randeng’s Universe asure was imnse, making his most formidable Netherworld Dragon forces seem like a joke in comparison and facing both Tathāgata and Randeng alone would certainly lead to a dead end.
Randeng turned his glare toward Qin Jun, ten miles away, and grumbled, “I’m trying to help you.
If this war continues, your King Yan Palace is dood beyond doubt!”
He had been observing all along the way.
Looking out, the soldiers from both sides were still clashing.
The Netherworld Soldiers, being soul entities, were invulnerable to physical attacks and could only be fought with spells, greatly draining the King Yan Palace soldiers.
Moreover, the number of Netherworld Soldiers far exceeded that of King Yan Palace soldiers.
“Alright!”
Before Qin Jun could respond to Randeng, the Nether Emperor quickly agreed, taking imdiate action against Randeng.
Seeing this, Tathāgata—who already harbored intense resentnt towards Randeng—joined in on the attack.
Compared to a one-on-one fight against Randeng, he absolutely had a better chance of winning against the Nether Emperor alone.
Therefore, he agreed to work with the Nether Emperor to target Randeng.
“Damn it!”
Randeng was furious, casting a resentful glance toward Qin Jun, ten miles away, wishing he could just slap him to death.
If it weren’t for Qin Jun, he would have successfully convinced Tathāgata to fight the Nether Emperor.
Instead, his plot backfired completely.
Hundreds of Netherworld Dragon forces howled in approach, with Tathāgata striking from another direction.
Both had already fought countless rounds in their previous combat, becoming familiar with each other’s fighting styles, which oddly resulted in so tacit understanding when they jointly targeted Randeng.
Randeng wielded the Universe asure, scattering the Netherworld Dragon forces one by one.
A golden giant hand swept across the ground towards him, with imnse force like a mountain range.
Randeng quickly turned and raised his asure to smash it.
In front of the Universe asure, the golden giant hand was no match and burst apart instantly.
The Nether Emperor followed closely, confident in his immortality and unafraid of close combat.
Even if the Universe asure was incredibly powerful, he refused to believe it could completely obliterate his soul.
“I hope this lasts a little longer.”
Qin Jun was extrely anxious.
If he could just hold out a bit longer, his mission to hold for ten days would be complete.
Then, he would have two chances to summon, with one of them possibly being a designated God and Demon summoning opportunity.
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