Chapter 1452
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Chapter 1452 Temple of the Sky God Shattered
Sensing Brahma’s anger, the Primordial Heavenly Lord coldly snorted, as strands of Heavenly Court essence flowed from his palm, wrapping around his fingertips.
He joined his right index and middle fingers together like a sword, tearing open a gap in the raging supreme divine pressure. His Taoist robe danced in the wind as his steps forward remained steady as a mountain.
“With your national fortune severed, can you still win this battle of essences?” the Primordial Heavenly Lord calmly asked.
As the Primordial Heavenly Lord’s hand fell, that strand of golden thread instantly broke through space and collided with the lotus divine throne beneath Brahma. The two divine national essences brutally crashed against each other, the shockwaves nearly shattering the massive pillars inside the Divine Temple!
Outside the temple, countless wisps of spiritual energy poured down from the Great Xia Heavenly Court, as if sensing the anomaly in the essence. Crane calls echoed from all corners of the Heavenly Court, piercing through the clouds.
The fine cracks on the surface of the Divine Temple gradually became ferocious, dense fissures tearing through the top of the temple. Falling stones rolled into the battlefield below, instantly turned to dust by the shockwaves of the two colliding essences.
The divine national essence is the bond that maintains the connection between mythical gods and their faithful followers, with countless ties to national fortune. Now that India’s national fortune had been cut by nearly sixty percent, the essence could no longer maintain its original power and began to continuously decline. In this evenly matched battle of essences, any slight disadvantage would be infinitely magnified on the battlefield!
As those golden threads connected to form a sword, a small crack appeared on the surface of the lotus divine throne beneath Brahma.
This crack was only the size of a fingernail and hardly noticeable on the entire lotus throne, but for the entire Indian pantheon, it was an absolutely devastating blow!
With the essence breaking, vast amounts of faith power gushed out from the crack. The once impenetrable Indian pantheon now had a breach, like an ant hole in a thousand-mile-long embankment. Dense cracks spread from this initial breach, instantly covering half of the lotus divine throne!
The four-faced Brahma’s eyes widened in anger. Under the sweep of supreme divine might, small suns containing terrifying energy were created from nothingness, only to be shattered one by one by the golden flowers filling the sky.
The Primordial Heavenly Lord stood firmly above the ocean of golden flowers, holding the Heavenly Court’s essence sword, and spoke calmly:
“Brahma… today, I shall ensure that all Indian gods go without return.” Bichuige
Bang—!!
As the small sword formed by golden threads cut through a corner of the lotus divine throne, the cracks covering its surface burst open inch by inch, exploding into nothingness!
The Divine Temple’s essence shattered.
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Chennan Gate.
Divine Battlefield.
Within the defensive line of Indian gods surging with divine power, five figures charged at the forefront, forcibly tearing open a gap and arduously advancing step by step toward the mother beasts in the deepest part.
Sun Wukong, Tayi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, and Guangcheng Zi joined forces to contain the large number of Indian deities coming to aid, while Zhou Ping alone charged at the front with his sword, trying to carve a bloody path through the encirclement of three main god-level beings.
In this all-out counterattack, the Great Xia gods had already killed more than half of the Indian deities. The Xia gods with remaining battle strength gradually formed an encirclement, continuously compressing the space of the remaining Indian gods.
However, these Indian gods seemed determined to protect the mother beasts, still clinging to a glimmer of hope of breaking through Chennan Gate to contain the Great Xia gods and turn the tide.
With a crisp breaking sound emanating from within the Indian gods’ bodies, their forms slightly faltered, and their expressions immediately turned grim.
They looked back toward the distant [Empty Gate], where an ancient temple was gradually disintegrating within the swirling mist. Two divine shadows burst out from within, rapidly flying toward the sky.
“Their essence has shattered.”
Seeing this, Tayi Zhenren’s face lit up with joy.
Having lost their divine national essence, all the Indian deities present began to experience declining divine power, and their realms became unstable!
Seeing this, Guangcheng Zi seized the opportunity, bit his tongue, and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the surface of the Heaven-Overturning Seal. The seal transformed into a beam of light that directly shattered the form of one main god, opening a gap for Zhou Ping!
“Seize the chance! They’re almost finished!” Guangcheng Zi shouted to Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping quickly avoided an attack from one main god, his eyes flashing with determination. He released the sword in his hand, imbuing it with surging sword intent that transformed into a beam of light slashing toward one main god.
At the same time, he closed his eyes and placed his hand on his chest, where a glass-like heart was beating powerfully beneath.
As a thin sword energy leaked from his fingertips, cutting through flesh and gently piercing that heart, a drop of blood seeped from the glass heart, emitting a faint silver light.
The moment this drop of blood appeared, a sword cry sounded from within Zhou Ping’s body. Billowing sword energy tore his upper garment, and sword-like fine lines beneath his skin emitted a silver glow. His form made a sharp piercing sound in the air, instantly breaking through the void and charging toward the rear of the Indian gods.
His figure flashed through the air, with the phantom of a long sword faintly visible inside his body.
This was his true form carrying his Sword Dao—the [Dragon Elephant Sword].
When the Dragon Elephant Sword emerged, it instantly tore through the defense of the last Indian main god, flying over dozens of kilometers in an instant. Dense waves of divine power frantically surged toward him, but all were shattered by the sword’s edge.
Several Indian main gods attacked simultaneously but couldn’t stop this sword, allowing him to forcibly break through to the core where the few mother beasts were!
The Sword Dao was born specifically to slay gods. The Dragon Elephant Sword, carrying Zhou Ping’s soul and dao, was absolutely the bane of all deities. Only Zhou Ping could break through the final defense line in such extreme circumstances and reach the vicinity of those mother beasts.
The Dragon Elephant Sword gently vibrated, releasing endless waves of sword energy that instantly tore the nearest mother beast to pieces, then its true form traced an arc through the air, piercing through the head of the second mother beast.
In the blink of an eye, two mother beasts were instantly killed, directly eliminating half of the beast tide at its source. Just as Zhou Ping was about to kill the third one, an invisible ripple spread around him!
Zhou Ping recognized this energy fluctuation. Whenever a deity died on the battlefield, this ripple would appear, instantly moving their corpse into the mother beasts’ mouths to become their nourishment.
The Dragon Elephant Sword rapidly changed direction, avoiding the invisible ripple. The next moment, a jade hand extended from within the ripple, reaching for the Dragon Elephant Sword’s hilt, but ultimately grasped nothing.
A light sound of surprise came from within the ripple.
Just as the jade hand was about to withdraw into the ripple, a woman wearing a gold-threaded purple-patterned robe stepped out from the void above, holding a mirror directly facing the direction where the ripple had spread.
“Finally caught you…” Queen Mother of the West narrowed her eyes.
