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Seizing the Divine Tribulation, Obtaining the Heavenly Dao
Bang, bang, bang, bang … Boom!
The fist shadows smashed down like meteorites. After a thousand punches, Emperor Le smashed the Sect Master of Sin Refinement from the sky to the ground, causing the ground to crumble. Countless Sin Refinement disciples were killed by the aftershock of the egg-shell-like particles.
"Sect Master."
The two Dao of Emperor's Sin experts saw how ferocious Emperor Le was and how their sect leader was being beaten into a corner. They immediately turned back and charged towards Emperor Le, leaving two streaks of light in the air.
Emperor Le glanced at them coldly. These two Nirvana Realm experts were close to the False Immortal Realm. They were rare experts.
Unfortunately, they were like mantises trying to stop a chariot!
Emperor Le stretched out his palm and a dazzling brilliance appeared in his palm. It gathered into a domineering purple-gold halberd and slashed downwards. The halberd radiance that contained the Benevolent Emperor's Killing Dao was extremely sharp. With a swoosh, a beam of white light flashed past. Before the two Nirvana Realm cultivators could even get close, their bodies were sliced into two and their souls were destroyed.
On the Sunset Peak, even the evil spirit couldn't withstand a palm strike from Qin Hao when he was at the False Immortal Realm. As for Emperor Le, he had already perfected his laws. Other than the fact that he didn't have Tian Lun and couldn't use the will of heaven, he was no different from a true god. How could an eight Nirvana Realm expert withstand it?
Boom!
The eggshell-shaped particles below were shaken off and dispersed, revealing a ragged figure. The Cult Master of Sin Refining was standing on the collapsed ground. His clothes were all torn and half of his body was missing. Through the bloody hole in his body, one could clearly see his damaged organs pulsating.
The Sect Master of Sin Refinement raised his head slightly and stared at Emperor Le, who was wielding a halberd. He had to admit that this fatty was indeed strong. If it were anyone else, be it the dead Skeleton Emperor or Min Emperor, no one below the Perfected Nirvana Realm could beat this fatty.
When he thought up to this point, the Sect Master of Sin Refinement gnashed his teeth with hatred. Fortunately, he wasn't like the Skeleton Emperor and Nether Emperor. He had the noblest bloodline in this dimension, and he was born to extinguish the flames of war.
No matter how strong Emperor Le was, he was still an emperor!
Bloody mist enveloped half of his body, and the light particles on his body prevented his injuries from worsening. The Cult Leader of Sin Refinement slowly rose into the air and reached the same height as Emperor Le. As he chanted a cryptic incantation, the blood-red threads that wriggled on his body like earthworms intertwined and formed a huge scythe. That cold, gleaming blade was covered in blood.
The rain became heavier, and an incomparably fishy stench began to permeate the air with the appearance of the blood scythe.
Bolts of lightning exploded in the boundless sky, and a majestic and boundless pressure seeped out from the countless cracks. It was like a will that suppressed all living things, and it fell on the body of the Sect Master of Sin Refinement, causing his battered body to heal rapidly until it returned to its original state.
"As expected!"
Seeing this, Emperor Le sucked in a deep breath of cold air. He lifted his head to look at the endless sky. That falling will was clearly the might of heaven.
Sect Master Sin Refinement was no ordinary person. He was a descendant of the Plane Overlord, a member of the Naga God Clan.
"Originally, I thought that the Heavenly Dao Overlord would follow the rules of the Divine Master and not interfere with the Calamity of Fire and Beacon.... Keke...."
Emperor Le shook his head and let out a sorrowful laugh. In this era of emperors, the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement had been born out of thin air. He had single-handedly created the mighty Cult Leader of Sin Refinement, and wherever he went, emperors would perish.
It was impossible to say that the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement had no powerful backing!
But how strong was the existence that had raised a Nirvana Great Emperor?
There was no doubt that it was a god!
At first, Emperor Le was unwilling to admit it. But now, the truth was before his eyes.
How dare the Naga God?
How could he interfere with the Calamity of Fire and Beacon?
"Are you saying that my ancestral god broke the rules?"
The Cult Leader of Sin Refinement held the huge blood scythe in his hand and waved it casually. At this moment, he was enveloped by the might of heaven, and he felt stronger than ever. Emperor Le, who had severely injured him previously, now looked like an ant.
"If an enforcer breaks the law, isn't that breaking the rules?" Emperor Le said sarcastically.
"I think you have misunderstood the laws of the Slaughter World. The Divine Master has ruled that the Heavenly Dao Overlord cannot interfere with the Calamity of Fire and Beacon. But that only restricts the overlord. I grew up in the lower domain and trained myself step by step. I followed the will of the Divine Master and established the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement. How is it related to my ancestral god that I ended the Calamity of Fire and Beacon?" the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement said.
Gods couldn't interfere in the affairs of the lower domain, but no one said that the descendants of gods couldn't.
Was that breaking the rules?
"Shameless," Emperor Le scolded. On the surface, it didn't seem like he had broken the rules, but was there any difference?
Putting everything else aside, just the fact that the Heavenly Dao's will had instantly healed the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement's injuries was not breaking the rules?
Then where did the resources to nurture the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement come from?
From a mortal realm cultivator to a Nirvana Great Emperor, how many resources did he need? Who gave him the resources?
Was that not breaking the rules?
"Enough. Don't fuss over such small matters. Isn't it good to extinguish the flames of war?
Isn't it good to pacify the chaotic world?
Isn't it good for everyone? Isn't it good for my tribe to be peaceful? "
The Cult Leader of Sin Refinement lifted his head to take a look. He could feel the heavenly might in the sky getting stronger and stronger. In the crack in the sky, the light of calamity was brewing. He knew that the time given to him by the ancestral god was up. He had to ascend back to the Heaven Domain.
Destroying the world, forging the Heavenly Wheel, becoming a god. How wonderful was that?
It was truly an unforgettable and joyful journey for a man, no, a god.
From now on, all living things on this plane would forever sing the praises of the mighty Naga Tribe.
Emperor Le threw his battle halberd down slowly, stabbing it straight into the ground. Under the Divine Dao, emperors were ants. No matter how strong he was, he was just an emperor without a God's Tribulation and unable to forge the Heavenly Wheel. How could he defy the heavenly might and resist the will of a god?
Looking at the flashing light of the God's Tribulation in the crack in the sky, Emperor Le's face was filled with sorrow. He should have faced this tribulation as well, but it was controlled by the Heavenly Dao. The Naga Tribe didn't allow other gods to appear on this plane.
"Emperor Le, actually, dying at the hands of a god is enough for you to smile in the underworld."
The Cult Leader of Sin Refinement saw Emperor Le throw his battle halberd away and knew that he had given up on resisting. Those below the Divine Dao were ants, and resistance was futile.
Then it was time!
He would kill the last Nirvana in the world and extinguish the flames of war. From now on, there would only be one Dao of Slaughter on this plane - the Dao of the Naga Gods!
The huge blood scythe slashed out. The merciless scythe represented the will of the Naga Gods. No one could resist it. Just as countless shouts and roars came from the walls of the Holy City, the scythe cleaved towards Emperor Le's head.
The Cult Leader of Sin Refinement had said that he would hang Emperor Le's skull around his neck. He swore that he would keep his promise. This was his beautiful vow to Emperor Le.
But why was Emperor Le smiling at him? A smile that sent chills down one's spine.
Shua!
Just as the crimson scythe was about to strike, Emperor Le shifted his feet slightly and a beam of sword light shot out from his back. It was the same crimson color, the same icy coldness, and the same unstoppable, overwhelming power.
The Cult Leader of Sin Refinement's huge eyes widened as he watched his blood scythe being cleaved apart. What kind of sword was this? The heavenly might around him seemed non-existent. Only when his head was sliced off did the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement's head turn to reveal a head of long silver hair and a face.
"Good sword."
This sword was really too fast!
Plop!
His head was separated from his body, and his soul was destroyed. His body and head were smashed into the dust of the battlefield. Regardless of whether he was a human or a god, Qin Hao did not even look at the Cult Leader of Sin Refinement from the moment he attacked. He shouted at the descending god tribulation, "Emperor Le, now is the time."
This was a true god tribulation, an incomparably pure one. It was originally prepared for the descendants of the Naga Gods.
But the descendants of the Naga Gods did not have the fortune to enjoy it.