A powerful devouring force surged from the hilt of the sword in his hand.
Wei Tianjun released it at once and tried to retreat.
But at this moment, Su Yuanshan was like a black hole, sucking in everything around him.
Even the strands of true essence controlling Su Yuanshan’s body were devoured by the Star-Absorbing Technique.
The Vermilion Bird’s divine blood, blazing within his true essence, turned Su Yuanshan’s entire body bright red.
His severe internal injuries caused blood to pour constantly from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
He immediately used the Ice God Palm on himself, striking his own chest with one palm to counteract the scorching force.
Wei Tianjun once again circulated his true essence, condensing it into strand after strand, intending to pierce through Su Yuanshan’s body and annihilate him outright.
But in the next instant, his body completely lost the ability to move.
A powerful suction came from above his head and beneath his feet—pulling him upward on one side and downward on the other.
Only then did he realize that, at some unknown point, Su Yuanshan’s enormous martial apparition had appeared.
One of its hands was using the Star-Absorbing Technique above him.
The other was using the Star-Absorbing Technique beneath his feet.
He was like a toy caught between the hands of a giant, liable to be torn apart at any moment.
He had completely lost the ability to resist.
Su Yuanshan grinned, his chin already stained completely red with blood.
“Hahahaha…”
After laughing loudly, he said in a frenzy:
“Of everyone I’ve fought, if we’re talking pure martial strength, I’d call you the strongest!”
“You’re even a shade stronger than Gu Sanliang!”
“Unfortunately, that level of power still isn’t enough against me!”
Wei Tianjun had never imagined that Su Yuanshan could be this formidable.
By now, he had completely lost the ability to move.
He could not even flee.
All he could do was circulate his true essence and resist with everything he had.
Yet he could still hear every bone in his body crack and pop.
His powerful Divine Kui Body seemed as though it would be torn apart in the next moment.
Su Yuanshan stood proudly beneath the vault of heaven.
A faint smile played at the corners of his lips as he stared at Wei Tianjun.
“Let me see what other tricks you have.”
Looking at Su Yuanshan’s arrogant, invincible bearing, Wei Tianjun merely said calmly:
“Looks like I won’t be able to satisfy you!”
“But you won’t succeed!”
“Ten thousand years ago, the Ancient Sovereign already foresaw this day!”
Su Yuanshan gave a scornful laugh.
“That half-catty charlatan, Gu Banjin, was nothing more than a treacherous clown!”
“Did he foresee that you would meet this fate?”
“Did he foresee that the divine blood of the sacred beast in your veins would eventually be devoured by me and used for my own purposes?”
“Hahahaha…”
Wei Tianjun looked at the arrogant Su Yuanshan and felt his body nearing the point of being torn apart.
He closed his eyes.
Raised his head.
And spread his arms wide.
It was as if he were embracing the heavens and earth.
“My heart turns toward the sun! All creation shines!”
“Bloom!”
The purple flames that had originally enveloped his body transformed into golden light at that moment.
He became like a sun, illuminating the entire Kunlun Mountain Range.
A colossal phantom of a sunflower slowly unfurled, petal by petal, from its bud.
Then the flower’s central disk began to open as well.
When the petals and disk had fully blossomed, just as the flower reached its peak before beginning to wither, Wei Tianjun whispered:
“Never shall I fade!”
At the height of its splendor, the martial apparition of the sunflower exploded with a thunderous roar!
At midnight, in the hour of the Rat, he illuminated the entire Great Xia.
His final words echoed across the skies above the Kunlun Mountain Range.
“To witness the prosperity of ten thousand years from now, I have no regrets.”
“Unfortunately, the Divine Drought Demon has no soul and cannot journey to the Underworld to continue assisting the Ancient Sovereign in his campaigns.”
“Do not panic. The Ancient Sovereign laid out his plans for this very day ten thousand years ago!”
As the martial phantom of Wei Tianjun and the Sunflower Martial Dao exploded,
powerful true essence shot toward Su Yuanshan like a barrage of arrows.
Su Yuanshan unleashed dozens of Ice God Palms in succession.
At the same time, he used the Star-Absorbing Technique to forcibly twist the surrounding space.
But he was still a fraction too slow.
He was struck by more than a hundred scorching bolts of true essence.
In an instant, his body was riddled with wounds.
He barely managed to protect his head.
But with his body gravely injured, he plunged straight from the sky.
At that moment, everyone was stunned.
Even Wang Zun, who had already been battered by the sixth tribulation bolt to the point where he could barely breathe,
could not help looking toward Su Yuanshan as he fell.
“Did we win?”
Countless others had the same question.
So did viewers around the world watching the news.
When the blinding flash faded,
they saw that the sword was still embedded in Su Yuanshan’s chest.
He crashed heavily to the ground from the sky.
“That man who claimed to be the founding general of Great Xia actually chose to self-destruct!”
“That demon has fallen from the sky! Make sure he’s crushed to death!”
“We won! We definitely won!”
“Is anyone at the scene? Hurry and check whether Su Yuanshan is dead!”
“What if he’s still alive? Wouldn’t whoever goes over there be throwing their life away?”
“Even if he’s alive, he can’t have much strength left. This is the perfect chance to finish him off!”
“Farewell, General of Great Xia and hero of Great Xia. May you rest in peace!”
…
While the entire internet was heatedly debating the matter,
Wei Guangming had just arrived at the Kunlun Mountains.
He happened to witness his ancestor self-destruct.
After hearing his ancestor’s final words,
his eyes turned red.
He had never imagined that his own ancestor would be killed in battle so soon!
Still, it seemed that the ancestor and Su Yuanshan had both suffered devastating injuries.
At that thought,
Wei Guangming charged toward the place where Su Yuanshan had fallen without the slightest hesitation.
No matter what,
he had to see whether Su Yuanshan was alive or dead.
If he was still alive, Wei Guangming would deliver the finishing blow.
And if he was unlucky enough to die at Su Yuanshan’s hands,
he would at least have the face to meet the ancestors of the Wei Clan in the Underworld.
…
Su Yuanshan’s subordinates
were also rushing toward him.
“We’ll protect Brother Shan to the death!”
“Protect the leader!”
A vast group of people advanced rapidly toward Su Yuanshan in a mighty wave.
Meanwhile,
inside a small tavern somewhere on the Northern Continent,
four Martial Gods who had been drinking and watching the news
were now staring in shock at the battle that had just taken place.
“That man was once a subordinate of Gu Sanliang and Gu Banjin.”
“Truly terrifying! He actually beat Su Yuanshan into such a sorry state all by himself!”
“The Sunflower Manual has already produced two peak Martial Gods, and there’s another monstrous talent in the Underworld.”
“I heard that he entered the Underworld and immediately underwent tribulation to become a god, slaughtering his way through all opposition!”
“Su Yuanshan probably isn’t dead. This may be our best chance to strike.”
As soon as he said this,
the others all turned to look at him.
“Have you lost your mind? If Su Yuanshan still has any strength left, we’ll all die!”
The man sneered.
“This may be the only opportunity we get in our entire lives!”
“If Su Yuanshan doesn’t die, once the Ancient Clan Brothers revive, we’ll still have to choose a side!”
“Either help the Ancient Clan Brothers eliminate Su Yuanshan, or be eliminated by Gu Banjin!”
“Or submit to Su Yuanshan and bow your head as his subordinate!”
Those words silenced the other three.
Helping the Ancient Clan Brothers was out of the question.
Even if they did get rid of Su Yuanshan, they would likely end up being driven back into the Netherworld by the Ancient Clan Brothers once again, all in the name of so-called human prosperity.
What the Ancient Clan Brothers had done back then—wiping out all the Martial Gods and suppressing the martial destiny of humanity—was common knowledge throughout the Netherworld.
But becoming Su Yuanshan’s subordinate?
That was even more impossible.
None of them were ordinary men to have attained the rank of Martial God.
They had struggled bitterly to prove their Dao and ascend to godhood, only to become someone else’s lackey?
What kind of Martial God would that make them?
This was not merely a matter of pride or saving face.
It went against their very martial wills.
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