Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

The Essence Qi Spirit of the Human Clan took form, breaking through the God Slaying Road, projected into the depths of Ink-Washing River's abyss, catching the attention of the Divine Clan, the Sacred Land, and Luoyang Sect.

The only regret was the inability to clearly see the person's face. Was it the Divine Son, the Saint Heir, or perhaps the Master of Luoyang Sect?

Moreover, the True God's power within the God Slaying Road boiled at this moment, crushing towards the person in waves, as if he had committed some monstrous act that roused heavenly wrath, intolerable for him to remain in the world.

From the direction of the empire, a figure approached...

He was around thirty, of medium build, dressed in an old robe, with a resolute face. His cheeks were chiselled like blades, with dense stubble on his chin, evoking maturity and solemnity.

His eyes were penetrating, and between their opening and closing, Sword Qi seemed to ripple, a grand scene of purple aura rising from the east.

As he approached from afar, all Divine Clan people who saw him were shaken.

King of Spirit Martial.

An ancient king who had lived through the Immortality Era.

He had actually revived.

Incredible.

Even the audacious young Wu Shang felt a shiver run down his spine at this moment, thinking, "Isn't it just a few people breaking through the God Slaying Road?"

"Withdraw, withdraw, the Great Opportunity is out of reach." In another direction, Dark Unparalleled's face changed drastically.

This time, the little maidservant behind him did not argue.

Across the Ink-Washing River, the higher-ups of the Sacred Land felt awed.

The Elder who had stood at the forefront earlier didn't look pleased, his expression incredibly grave: "Kings of the old era."

Could it be that among those breaking through the God Slaying Road there is a disciple from the Immortality Clan?

"Something's amiss below." Ye Yu'er remarked.

"Why?"

"An ancient king of the Divine Clan has revived." She pointed in a certain direction: "This king lived through the Immortality Era…"

It was a distant and terrifying era.

The strong who survived that era could absolutely be called "supreme," let alone this titled king before us.

The king of the Divine Clan...

An pondered: "How does he compare to King Luo?" Suddenly recalling the battle in the Netherworld.

"Kings of ancient eras are by no means comparable to current kings. They possess unimaginable heritage and power, and even... some kings retain cultivation power of the 'new order.'"

"New order?"

An unfamiliar term.

"That is, order not born from the Era of Creation, but developed later, hence called the new order." Ye Yu'er said solemnly: "Such a king reviving is extraordinary; it usually takes significant events to bring them forth."

Mo Lai glanced at the king and then at the end of Ink-Washing River, a significant event indeed.

An looked anxious.

Previously, the Divine Son of the empire had sent a signal, and many strong members of the Divine Clan rushed into the God Slaying Road to support. Now, an ancient king appeared.

If among those breaking through the God Slaying Road is indeed father, then the situation is dire.

Just then, from the empire's direction, another figure approached, entirely enveloped in a black robe, including his face, revealing only a pair of hollow eyes.

Outside the robe, between the sleeves, were two withered hands, the right hand holding a pale yellowish staff, topped with a skull, but not a real human head, the shaft fine...

The black-robed man arrived at the end of Ink-Washing River, rendering the entire empire silent.

Lowering her voice, An inquired: "Who is this person?"

"The empire's Heaven Taoist." Ye Yu'er was awe-stricken: "It seems something major has occurred in the God Slaying Road."

Bang!

The black-robed man forcefully thrust the staff into the ground, interweaving his fingers, casting imprints, his lips moving as if chanting scripture.

Before long, the staff trembled violently in the soil...

And so did his body, the black robe swelling, internalizing a world of heaven and earth; a chilling wind blew in here.

The eerie thing was, no matter how fierce the wind, it could never blow off the robe wrapping his head, only his hollow eyes grew deep and scarlet.

Crack!

A fissure appeared where the staff was embedded, spreading in an instant.

The black-robed man uttered a light cry, his entwined hands moving faster, soon coughing up a large amount of blood, seemingly touching on something immensely terrifying.

All strong members of the Divine Clan in the area inhaled coldly, retreating to maintain a distance from him.

Heaven Taoists who calculate the Heavenly Dao commit an act against the heavens, if nothing unexpected occurs, a catastrophic heavenly tribulation will soon befall.

Sure enough...

The sky turned dark with clouds, but what descended wasn't thunder tribulation; it was a Heaven Sword, spanning tens of thousands of meters, its cold light hanging across the firmament, replete with Power of Order.

After falling, the Heaven Sword concentrated into a hundred-meter blade, its luminous glow illuminating the sky, striking directly at the black-robed man.

Terrifying.

Thankfully, the ancient king behind him acted timely, dissolving much of the Heaven Sword's killing intention.

The black-robed man cast him a glance, remaining silent, continuing his calculations.

Clash!

In the depths of Heavenly Fortune Tao's realm, a pair of dreadful eyes opened—not only a creature resembling a giant dragon raised its head.

Extremely oppressive.

Unable to bear it, he was struck by calamity in an instant, ceasing his divination, and the Heaven Sword dissipated; otherwise, another strike would have been impossible to withstand.

The King of Spirit Martial, expressionless, asked: "What did you see?"

"Variables!" The black-robed man's voice was hoarse, his body still trembling: "Ancient king, you are steeped in too much karma; you cannot act anymore. Otherwise, the karma fire will consume you."

"No matter, before the karma fire ignites, this king will seek out 'Creation' and slay it..."

"Do you really believe that slaying 'Creation' will reset the karmic wheel?" The black-robed man's voice remained hoarse, his tone chilling.

Otherwise?

The King of Spirit Martial remained indifferent.

The cause precedes, the effect follows, Creation stands in between.

An ancient saying, its origin unknown; some believe that cutting Creation can break the chain of cause and effect.

But?

Is karma truly so easily severed?

In all the heavens and worlds, the Divine Clan counts nine, the Human Clan counts one; if karma could be severed, the Human Clan would have been exterminated long ago, wouldn't it?

"You haven't yet told this king what you saw." The King of Spirit Martial asked again.

Alas!

This Heaven Taoist appeared very forlorn at the moment; divining Heavenly Fortune Tao is an act against the heavens, the greater the karma touched, the greater the backlash.

During his earlier divination, he couldn't see clearly the screen of Heavenly Fortune Tao, which was enough to indicate the magnitude of the karma in the God Slaying Road.

So great it is unimaginable.

Not only did he fail to divine, even if he succeeded, he could not casually speak!

He pointed toward the Sacred Land's direction and said, "This time, I saw two mirrors: one in the God Slaying Road, one on the opposite shore."

After speaking these words, the Heaven Sword materialized again, cleaving down fiercely, as if an ancient emperor took action, a power he couldn't possibly withstand.

His body was split in two, all bloodied, the black robe fell away, revealing a green and emaciated creature.

The strong of the Divine Clan froze.

The Heaven Taoist was not of the Divine Clan.

He was, in fact, the fabled "Elf."

No wonder he excelled in "fortune," peering into the Heavenly Dao, holding karma.

The King of Spirit Martial observed indifferently as he was cleaved in two, remaining calm and cold, his gaze directed toward the opposite shore of Ink-Washing River.

The entire Sacred Land instantly sensed the terrifying pressure, their scalps tingled, the Elder issued a command without delay: "Quick, notify the Holy Lord."

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