Zhan Wu's rebirth was a result of fate, but he was also forced by the situation!
On that day, he had fallen from the Primeval Realm's Nine Heavens. In order to protect the dying Qin Hao, he had consumed a great deal of his divine source. After leaving the Chaos Desolate, every time he reached a plane, he would be assimilated by the plane's Heavenly Dao and his divine source would continue to weaken.
If this continued, the gods would also perish in the Chaos Desolate.
When he joined the Outer World Mercenary Group, Zhan Wu revealed his tyrannical strength and joined the army. He became a member of the Outer World and headed to the Divine Desolate's Heavenly Dao, where a fierce battle between gods broke out.
At that time, he didn't know what the Outer World people were plotting, but the moment he stepped into the Divine Desolate, he understood.
Later, Yan Ming rose up and became the main force of the Origin Spirit Gods. The strength that Man Dragon revealed made Zhan Wu understand that the Outer World experts might not be able to obtain what they coveted in this battle.
At that time, Zhan Wu decisively severed a part of his soul and attached a wisp of his will to the God King Armor. Then, he poured his Battle God Dao Intent into it to maintain the illusion of a Setting Sun Battle God. His divine source left his body and fell into the mortal world, becoming an ordinary mortal.
But in this way, he would be completely assimilated by the Divine Desolate's Heavenly Dao and become a small life form under the Heavenly Dao.
To go from a god to an ant, let alone the Primeval Realm's God Kings, even the Divine Desolate's native emperors like Dao Hai, Xuan Long, and White Emperor wouldn't agree.
How much courage was required to give up the supreme Godhood!?
Zhan Wu didn't find it a pity. His divine source was nearly exhausted. If he wanted to continue accompanying Qin Hao, he had to make a sacrifice. He could only give up his Primordial Godhood and return as a mortal body cultivator.
Although his divine source was eliminated and he became a life form under the Divine Desolate's Heavenly Dao, this wasn't without benefits. This was because he would be completely accepted by the Divine Desolate's Heavenly Dao and become a native life form.
The Divine Desolate's Heavenly Dao wasn't as simple as it seemed.
The only thing that made his heart ache was the fact that he had lost a part of his soul. Without that part of his soul, he would no longer be the Zhan Wu from before.
At this moment, in the North Territory Army, the gazes of all the monarch lords were focused on the young man, Zhan Wu. He was too powerful, and it was as if he contained boundless vitality. The battle intent he exuded was terrifying.
Compared to the old Sunset War God, the young Zhan Wu was clearly more in line with the image of the warriors of the East Continent. He was powerful, arrogant, and looked down on everything. It was as if there was no existence in the world that he could not defeat. His overflowing aura was the essence that a "War God" should have.
However, Zhanlou, who was familiar with Zhan Wu, found that there was a difference between him and his adoptive father.
The young Sunset Battle God seemed to be emotionless. The people and things in his eyes seemed to have nothing to do with him. There was no emotion or humanity in his eyes.
Not only did he treat Zhanlou, Zhuge Xiu, and Jueying Great Emperor this way, but he also treated Qin Hao this way.
Although his adoptive father used to be very dignified and cold, there would be some emotion in his eyes. Occasionally, he would be very kind, at least when he was with Bao 'er.
However, the young Sunset Battle God did not. His face was as stiff as a cold stone.
In fact, it was not strange for Lou to feel this way. Although the old Zhan Wu was formed from Dao Intent, it was the complete Dao Intent of the Sunset Battle God. It contained his feelings for Qin Hao.
The current Zhan Wu had no emotions.
The soul he had severed was the Love Soul of his Life Soul. After losing his Love Soul, Zhan Wu no longer had any feelings for people or things.
In other words, he was a Setting Sun War God who would never shed a tear.
However, his attitude of protecting Dendi was as firm as ever. At this moment, he stood beside Qin Hao. The determination in the young Zhan Wu's eyes could not be shaken by anything.
This was because he still had a heart.
Dendi was recultivating for four lifetimes. There was always a pair of hands behind his back protecting him.
However, Zhan Wu did not.
He had shouldered everything alone. He had torn apart his complete soul and endured the danger of his soul being severed. He had kicked away the obstacles of recultivation, all for the sake of returning to Dendi's side.
Even if he died prematurely, even if there was a day when he had to overcome all obstacles and stand beside Qin Hao with a mask on, he still chose to silently protect him. He would always lend a helping hand when Pill Emperor needed it the most.
This was because the warmth and strength of his hands were what he owed Qin Hao.
Awoo!
The ferocious howl of a wolf swept through the air like a blade. It scraped across the face of the young man, cutting open bloody wounds on his tender cheeks.
The young man reached forward with one hand. His frail body was pressed tightly against the cliff, dragging out a ravine of rocks behind him. He held on tightly to his playmate of the same age. With his other hand, he spread open his pale fingers and dug deep into a crevice at the edge of the cliff. Because of the friction along the way, his fingertips were bloody. However, he refused to abandon his playmate who was in a desperate situation.
This was because he knew that once he fell to the bottom of the cliff, his playmate would die without a doubt.
"Idiot, let go. You can't save me like this."
The young man with wheat-colored skin stood at the bottom of the cliff. His feet that were in the air kicked wildly. The bone-chilling mountain wind at the bottom of the cliff swept over his body. His face was pale with fright as he watched the two-headed giant wolf at the top of the cliff approach little by little until it stopped above the thin young man's head. The two giant wolf heads opened their bloody mouths, revealing razor-sharp wolf fangs, as if they would tear Qin Hao apart in the next moment.
"Father will come and save us. Wu, hold on."
The young man Qin Hao was scared out of his wits. He closed his eyes, hoping for a miracle to happen.
His father was the strongest warrior in the tribe. He had the potential to become the leader of the Senior Pill Clan. Although he did not know anything about alchemy, in terms of killing, there were not many people below the Divine King level who could be his father's opponent.
If he wanted to kill this Icy Field Ghost Fire Wolf, his father would not even need to use the strength of his pinky finger. He would be able to easily crush it.
Although he said that, Qin Hao could already feel a strong stench coming from the top of his head.
He knew that it was the mouth of a terrifying beast.
The image of his body being torn apart by the two-headed wolf had already begun to appear in his mind.
His body was trembling and his heart was beating extremely fast. Fear swallowed his will. The young man Qin Hao could not help but let out a crazy shout.
However, the strength he used to grab Wu did not decrease in the slightest.
"It's over, it's over. This time we're dead for sure. I shouldn't have bragged about bringing you here. Your father won't save you. At this time, he and my father must be fighting to the death. I don't know if your Senior Pill Clan has been destroyed or if our War God City has been destroyed.
Qin Hao, the two of us are going to die in the mouth of this beast today. I am the successor of War God City … "The young man Zhan Wu cried and wailed. The noble flaunting in his mind had all disappeared.
Bang!
With a heavy thud, hot blood splattered on his face. The young man Zhan Wu suddenly opened his eyes. A severed hand flew past his eyes and fell down the cliff.
"Ah … My hand …" The young man Qin Hao, who was lying on the cliff, screamed with all his might. His voice was earth-shattering. The hand that was regarded as the hand of fortune by the ancient immemorial gods was now separated from his flesh.
However, he did not just lose a hand. He also lost his pill dao and his future.
The heavy wolf claws trampled his tender hand until it was unrecognizable. Blood and flesh splattered on Zhan Wu's face. He was stunned for a few seconds. Then, he let out a crazy roar.
War God City wanted to annex the Senior Pill Clan. He and Qin Hao were the descendants of mortal enemies. Wouldn't it be better to let go and let him die?
War God City might retreat. The City Lord, the King of War, might be depressed because of the loss of his son. This would give the Senior Pill Clan a chance to counterattack.
However, why?
Why would Qin Hao rather throw away the Senior Pill Clan's hand of fortune than abandon him?
The taste of blood filled his mouth. The hot breath imprinted on his face. Zhan Wu's roar reverberated through the sky. Beams of divine light crazily descended. The giant wolf was pierced by a War God Spear and fell to the ground. The scene froze there.
Buzz!
The Sunset Battle God's mind seemed to have been shaken by a wave of energy as his consciousness returned to the Sunset Peak. Perhaps the experience of his childhood was too deep, but he subconsciously looked at Qin Hao's palm beside him. Seeing that it was intact, he slowly heaved a sigh of relief.
"After that, the Senior Pill Clan and War God City stopped fighting. You once asked me if I would let go of the Ice Field Ghost Fire Wolf if you fell down the cliff and I was the one who caught you."
Zhan Wu murmured softly in his heart. His cold face forced a smile. He looked at Qin Hao, who was overflowing with evil energy and had an incomplete soul.
During these years, he had used his actions to answer Qin Hao. He would not let go.