After passing through the Chong Hua Gate.
Qin Hao stood still as shock was written all over his face. Outside and behind the gate was a completely different world.
Outside the gate, celestial clouds billowed endlessly and no one knew where the edge of the world was.
Behind the gate, a small courtyard appeared in front of Qin Hao. It was surrounded by a fence and there were two jujube trees planted in front of the gate. The jujubes on the trees were crystal clear and one could even see the jujube stones in the jujubes.
A few sparrows stepped on the fence and in the ordinary courtyard, there were a few pots of flowers, a straw hut and a round wooden table. Other than that, there was nothing else.
Even when compared to the Mortal World's farmhouses, the Innate Deity King's residence was too simple and crude.
"Weng."
In the courtyard, a young man swung a long staff as thick as his arm, stirring up a strong gust of wind.
A strong middle-aged man in his forties held the staff in one hand, his upper body was naked and he was jumping around like a tiger. Sweat was dripping down from his firm chest muscles.
Qin Hao stood at the entrance of the courtyard and watched quietly. The middle-aged man did not seem to notice him as he was immersed in his training. Every move he made was extremely serious and precise.
Hack, sweep, slash, stab, knock ….
The middle-aged man's every move was extremely simple.
Not a single trace of godly intent could be detected from his body. Not to mention godly energy, even the inner strength of a mortal martial artist was nowhere to be seen.
He was like the most ordinary martial arts master, dripping the most real sweat and performing the most simple movements. Everything was extremely crude and primitive.
Staff, spear, saber, sword, halberd!
In just a few moments, the middle-aged man had changed more than ten different weapons.
Fist, palm, leg, claw, they were all practiced to their heart's content.
Ordinary straw hut, primitive moves, sincere sweat, strong middle-aged man, these were all that Qin Hao saw after he passed through the Chong Hua Gate.
He knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was the ruler of the Chong Hua God Realm, the innate Deity King born in the chaos.
The seemingly simple moves and casual strikes were enough to turn Qin Hao into nothingness.
Qin Hao didn't disturb the Immortal King. He stood at the door and watched. The more he watched, the more immersed he was. It was as if his soul was training with the Immortal King. He was sweating profusely and waving the simplest movements.
In his hazy state, Qin Hao's heartstrings trembled. It was as if he had grasped something from the Celestial King's moves, yet he couldn't say what it was. That comprehension flashed past in an instant. When he came back to his senses, his entire body was sticky. He lowered his head and saw that his clothes had long since been soaked in sweat. His hands and feet felt weak.
"Not bad, kid. Come in and have a seat."
The Immortal King suddenly stopped moving, turned his head, and grinned at the door. He patted his chest with his big hand, then shook off the sweat on his hand, put the stick on the round stool, and sat down beside it.
"Junior Qin Hao greets Master Chong Hua."
Qin Hao cupped his hands and walked in. Immortal Dynasty pointed at the stool next to him, and only then did Qin Hao sit down obediently.
"How is it? Isn't it different from what you imagined?"
The Immortal King picked up the broken teapot and poured two cups of tea. He grabbed the big bowl in front of him and gulped it down.
"En, it is indeed different from what I imagined."
Qin Hao held the big bowl with both hands and took a sip. The taste was light and he was surprised to see that it was plain water in the mortal world.
"Chong Hua is majestic, noble, and gentle. In your opinion, its ancestor should be an immortal-like elder. At least, he should look like that, right?"
The Immortal King smiled at Qin Hao, pointed at the water in his bowl and said, "After drinking too much wine, drinking plain water in the mortal world is even more fragrant than immortal tea. Even Innate Deity Kings need to change their tastes occasionally."
"Pu."
Qin Hao covered his mouth with one hand and resisted the urge to spit out the tea. He nodded; in the beginning, his imagination was similar to the senior's description. But after arriving, the difference was indeed huge.
Chong Qing was handsome and pure while Chong Hua Deity King was majestic and noble. Who would've thought that the Immortal King was actually a vulgar man?
"In the training hall, you managed to pull back in time and saved Zhongqing from embarrassment. You're such a good person. I'm just wondering why that old man Tian Zhao won't let you go." The Celestial King put his arms on the table and stretched his neck. He frowned and stared at Qin Hao's face.
"I don't want to either."
Qin Hao smiled bitterly. At the end of the day, the whole thing was not about him and Tian Zhao Deity King. No matter how strong he was, even if he pierced through the sky, he would never cross paths with the innate Deity King.
The situation turned out like this because of Jun Mo's guidance.
"Tian Zhao has always been a strong-willed person. I'm afraid that you will end up in a life-and-death situation. Let me advise you, before you break through the Celestial level, it's best that you don't leave the Zhong Hua Deity Realm." The Immortal King sat back and poured another bowl of water.
"Jun Mo started the Realm War without restraint and caused the destruction of many Celestial Worlds. Senior and the Deity Kings, are you not going to hold back?"
Qin Hao had never provoked the Tian Zhao Celestial Race. He was forced to kill time and time again. Who could stand this? If he didn't fight back, he would die.
"Since the beginning of the Wilderness and the Ancient God Era, the Divine World has been destroyed countless times. Many Divine Kings have also fallen. However, if it doesn't concern them, who would want to touch that bad luck?" The Immortal King explained thoroughly.
If the one being hunted was Chong Qing, he would've intervened.
But Qin Hao was not his grandson. Was he supposed to fight Tian Zhao until the Tian Zhao Celestial Realm and Zhong Hua Deity Realm were destroyed?
Did he think he was stupid?
The other Deity Kings weren't stupid either!
Qin Hao fell silent. It wasn't hard to understand what the Immortal King meant. He had to rely on himself for everything. Once he was strong, no one would provoke him and he didn't need to rely on others to help him.
"If I stay in the Zhong Hua Deity Realm, will Senior protect me?" Qin Hao asked.
"Protect my ass. Do you want Tian Zhao to destroy my Deity Realm?" The Immortal King glared.
"Then why did Senior ask me to stay?"
Qin Hao rolled his eyes. How could it be so easy to break through the 100,000 year barrier of the Celestial Path? He had the Mirror of Reincarnation in his hand. Without thousands of years, he wouldn't be able to take that step.
"Hehe, the Moon Flow Clan will protect you. Actually, I want to see what will happen when the Moon God Sky bumps into the crab that runs rampant in Tian Zhao."
The Immortal King stood up and kicked away the wooden stump. He pulled Qin Hao's arm and pulled it up. As the sleeve turned to ashes, the dark mark of the demonic emblem on Qin Hao's shoulder was revealed.
The Immortal King lowered his head and looked at Qin Hao. "Hmm, your Divine Dao isn't high, but your technique is exquisite. Are you ready?"
"I'll have to trouble Senior to take action." Qin Hao sat up straight and nodded, indicating that they could begin.
From today onwards, he would no longer borrow the power of the Ten Seas. He could freely switch between Normal State and Demonic State.
He might even reveal two Divine Daos at the same time.
… …
World of Slaughter.
Boundless darkness enveloped everything. It was like a pitch-black coffin pressing down on the top of one's head. It would never move.
And at this moment, if one looked up from Asura Feng's position and saw through the thick black haze, they would see an endless army of God Kings stretching across the sky. Dazzling gold, the army was spread out in formation, each one exuding a surging divine might. The faces of these Divine Soldiers were terrifying and dignified.
Shangji, Tian Du, and Hongxiao stood with their hands clasped behind their backs. Behind them, more than one hundred God Lords stood in a row in armor. They were tall and short, fat and thin, and they bloomed with light.
At the very front, stood two incomparably imposing figures. They were like primordial giants.
One of them exuded extreme light while the other roared with hostility. He held the God King Seal in one hand and Heaven Splitter in the other.
Under the surging black haze, separated by the Heavenly Dao barrier, Yellow Spring, Gui Di, and God Lord You Mo looked up at the endless army of God Kings, their faces bitter.
"It seems like we won't be able to wait for that brat Ruo Chu."
God Lord Yellow Spring clenched his fists. Behind him were savage skeletons, each of them wielding a mountain-sized bone blade. They seethed with death energy, and their eyes flickered with Divine Soul flames.
The Yellow Spring Bone Guards, Ghost Guards, Soul Guards, and even the Asuras of the World of Slaughter knew that the Nether Realm might not exist in this war.
"It's fine if they don't come back. At least they won't be captured by Tian Zhao."
The Evil Asura Face gradually rose into the air and flew out of the black haze. Mo Tu and the other God Generals of Slaughter circled around their God Lord, their eyes resolute as they followed.
"Begin!"
God Lord Yellow Spring roared. As his flesh fell off, a violet-gold skeleton was revealed. His skeleton grew larger and larger, and his empty eye sockets blazed with violet-gold Fire Seeds. In his hand was a white divine hammer embedded with innumerable skulls, and he pointed it at the sky.
"Kill!"
Boom!
Figures soared into the sky from Asura Feng, like countless souls crawling out of the Gate of Death to meet their final destination.
"Break!"
In the extreme light, sacred light flowed through his body like a river. One of the rulers of the Chaos, the God King of Light, extended a palm downward. In the center of his palm, extremely complicated patterns were engraved with blood. Circle after circle, it was unknown just how many seals were formed.
He slammed his palm down, and the divine light of the Great Dao was like the dawn that exploded in the darkness. It suddenly illuminated the heavens and condensed into a radiant palm print that blotted out the sky. It whistled as it flew down.
With the sound of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing, the black haze rolled over and over. Countless strands of death energy that contained innate Nether power emerged, forming the word "Nether."
Above the word, demons danced. Bone light, soul light, and ghostly shadows filled the air. They contained an extreme murderous nature, forming a massive and majestic face. It was the face of the innate Ancient Nether King.
However, the face roared at the light palm print that was pressing down. An indescribably terrifying power exploded with countless sonic booms, sweeping forward and colliding fiercely with the palm print.
At this moment, the heavens were about to wither and decay under the law particles of death and light.
Then, the light crushed the black haze. The face of the Ancient Nether King was washed away by the light. The word "Nether" that had protected the four realms for an unknown number of years cracked and scattered. Its will of Dao no longer existed.
"Ugh."
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth as the Divine King of Light bent his body. The pain caused his face to contort. He glanced at the deathly aura in his hand and gathered light in his left hand. He slashed down viciously, splitting the wrist of the hand that was implanted with the Pluto Incantation. He turned to the Divine King of Tianchao and said, "The rest is your business."
The protective Nether Incantation had been broken, and there were no more obstacles ahead. The grudge between the Light Domain and the Underworld was also completely resolved.
The Light Domain would no longer participate in this battle.
"Haha, that's enough."
Tian Zhao strode forward, and the ancient god's body slid down rapidly like a meteor. He raised the Sky-splitting Staff in his hand and smashed it down. With a terrifying bang, Asura flew backward and spat out blood. Mo Tu and the other generals of the Slaughter World all disappeared.