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    Chapter 1864 Portal Transfer

     

    Boom—!!

    Two supreme divine powers collided in succession under the night sky, stars shook, and Buddhist light shattered.

    The massive double-faced Buddha statue fell to the ground like a meteorite, creating a terrifying deep crater on the surface. The shockwaves scattered in all directions, reducing the splashing rock fragments to nothingness.

    Vishnu’s body crawled out from the ruins and let out a roar at the beautiful woman treading on the night sky above, but the next moment, a dense rain of starlight swords descended from the heavens, the explosion’s rumble completely drowning out his roar.

    “Is this all you have, yet you aspire to be the only supreme one?”

    The star-woven dress swayed gently in the night sky as Nyx looked down at Vishnu who was submerged in starlight below, speaking coldly, “If not for the fallen gods and the departure of the Heavenly Court, how dare you be so arrogant?”

    Nyx raised her foot and stomped forcefully in mid-air. A patch of pitch-black night was compressed into a point, then violently exploded, endless darkness completely crushing the earth!

    “Nyx!!!”

    Vishnu’s roar came from below as a pair of enormous golden hands tore open a corner of darkness. Through this gap, one could vaguely see a pieced-together Buddha face, grotesque and terrifying.

    Just as Nyx was about to strike again, a muffled knocking sound came from afar!

    Dong—!!

    Golden ripples swept across the battlefield, night and Buddhist light suddenly froze in mid-air.

    Nyx frowned, and in the next moment, the divine power within her body seemed to lose control, frantically pouring outward, weaving into a surging golden torrent that disappeared into nothingness.

    “A supreme divine artifact?” Nyx noticed the loss of divine power and immediately turned her head toward a certain direction.

    In a patch of hazy gray mist, a black-clothed figure held a golden scepter, and the surging golden torrent was continuously being absorbed into the scepter!

    “Seeking death?”

    A flash of killing intent appeared in Nyx’s eyes as her form transformed into a streak of night, rushing rapidly toward the figure holding the [King’s Scepter]!

    At that moment, a hand shrouded in Buddhist light suddenly broke through the night, forcibly intercepting Nyx in mid-air.

    Vishnu’s form was like a mountain, his two faces alternating in succession. Even though divine power was also flowing from his body into the scepter, he showed no intention of stopping it. Instead, he was determined to block Nyx’s advance.

    “What are you trying to do?” Nyx asked in a deep voice. “If you don’t stop that artifact, not just mine, but your divine power will also be drained!”

    “Drained? So what?” Vishnu sneered. “I can’t defeat you in direct combat, but if we both lose our divine power, do you think I would fear you?”

    Golden light flowed across Vishnu’s skin. The deities of the Indian Temple of Gods all cultivated their physical bodies. Even without divine power, their combat strength remained terrifying. Nyx’s strength mainly came from laws and abilities; if she lost these, her physical strength was no match for Vishnu’s.

    “Without divine power, we will both become hunting targets for that Ke-system god!”

    “Is that so?”

    Vishnu gave a cold laugh and turned to ask, “[Key to the Door], am I also your hunting target?”

    “No,” An Qingyu calmly replied. “The Ke-system doesn’t hunt its own allies.”

    Hearing this, Nyx’s heart sank.

    “When did you two form an alliance?”

    “Hehe.” Vishnu chuckled without answering.

    At the beginning of this divine battle, Vishnu had already heard An Qingyu’s voice. At that time, he was at a disadvantage, and An Qingyu had convinced him to form an alliance with just a few words.

    An Qingyu’s method was simple—he merely objectively explained the current situation on Earth, including the human supreme Zhou Ping, the [Black Goat], and even the existence of the [Key to the Door] above the river of time.

    Only then did Vishnu realize that he had been kept in the dark by No. 22 all along.

    The only supreme one?

    What a joke!

    Forget about whether he could withstand one strike from Zhou Ping’s sword; just the [Black Goat] alone could crush him without any chance of resistance. Between the two major powers of Daxia and the Ke-system, the so-called [Divine Desire Paradise] was nothing but a small force that could be uprooted at any time. If he had truly believed No. 22’s lies, he would inevitably have become [Divine Desire Paradise]’s shield, struggling desperately between the two major powers.

    Rather than that, he might as well directly ally with the obviously stronger Ke-system. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about becoming a homeless dog that everyone wanted to beat, like before.

    “Allying with a Ke-system god… aren’t you afraid of dying without a burial place?” Nyx said in a deep voice.

    “What else can I do? Ally with Daxia? Do you think there’s still room for reconciliation between me and Daxia?” Vishnu sneered. “My convenient adopted son taught me a lesson—sometimes, appropriate submission can bring greater benefits… Now that the Temple of Gods is destroyed, my situation in this chaos isn’t much different from that convenient son’s.

    Even in the worst case, if I lose my divine power and [Key to the Door] dares to betray me, I can still forcibly leave this place with my physical strength. Since that’s the case, why not give it a try?”

    Hearing this, Nyx knew Vishnu was determined to help the Ke-system. She simply tried to bypass him directly to kill An Qingyu.

    But Vishnu stuck to her like glue, firmly holding her back without engaging in direct combat, just stalling for time.

    As more and more divine power flowed into the [King’s Scepter], Nyx’s divine power gradually bottomed out. A sense of weakness surged through her body, and her movements visibly slowed.

    When the last wisp of divine power floated out of her body, Nyx was forced to land on the ground. Her star-woven dress had lost its luster.

    She gripped the Kusanagi Sword, warily watching the sneering Vishnu and the distant An Qingyu, her expression extremely grave.

    After draining the divine power of two supreme gods in succession, the [King’s Scepter]’s surface light had reached the peak of brilliance, like a blazing sun in An Qingyu’s hand.

    “This amount should be about right,” An Qingyu murmured.

    He raised the dazzlingly bright [King’s Scepter] and slammed it heavily into the ground!

    As the bottom of the scepter pierced the ground, the surging divine power, under An Qingyu’s control, extended along some mysterious veins in all directions, enveloping the entire land, and even continuing to spread toward the broken light clusters hanging in the sky.

    Nyx frowned as she looked at the flickering divine power patterns around her, a trace of confusion appearing in her eyes.

    “It involves spatial fluctuations… what is this thing?”

    As these patterns completely covered the entire world behind the door, the surrounding space began to violently tremble. With a rumbling sound, everyone felt their vision blur, and they directly returned to the time fragment with towering stones.

    The remnants of the Door of Truth that had stood before everyone had disappeared.

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