Chapter 507

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Chapter 507: The Second Seat

Osiris was slain beneath the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the remnants of the Underworld completely lost control, shattering in the void.

Emperor Fengdu stepped forward to the Underworld, reaching out to grasp the void. Apart from the fragments of Fengdu that had been taken, the Underworld that originally belonged to Osiris was also absorbed into the Fengdu shadow behind Emperor Fengdu, gradually solidifying.

The entire Underworld was consumed by Fengdu.

The one-fifth fragment of Fengdu that had originally been taken by Osiris ultimately returned to Emperor Fengdu’s hands, even bringing back a portion of the laws of the Egyptian underworld, along with interest.

As the Fengdu shadow was completed, Emperor Fengdu’s divine power began to rise, and his majestic imperial might echoed in the sky, evoking a sense of reverence in those who beheld it.

Fengdu was inherently a part of Emperor Fengdu’s strength. Now that the stolen Fengdu fragments had returned, his power was rapidly recovering. Although there was still a considerable gap from his peak, it was a significant step forward.

In fact, the recently awakened Emperor Fengdu, who had lost the Fengdu fragments, was quite weak. If it weren’t for the Six Paths of Reincarnation, an artifact imbued with the laws of the Great Xia, along with Zhou Ping’s assistance, killing Osiris would have been nearly impossible.

Fortunately, this Egyptian god of the underworld ultimately perished under the laws of the Great Xia.

Emperor Fengdu waved his hand lightly, and from the shadow of Fengdu behind him, a black coffin materialized, flying into the air to contain the dismembered body of Osiris.

The corpse of a deity is not something that can be disposed of casually. Even though he had been erased by the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the divine body still contained the power of Egyptian laws. If left unattended, it could easily cause irreversible effects on the surrounding environment.

Moreover, if this corpse were to fall into the hands of other gods who govern death, Osiris could still be resurrected. He could not allow such a thing to happen.

Furthermore, this corpse held additional value for Emperor Fengdu.

“I told you, I will take back everything you stole, one by one…” Emperor Fengdu said calmly, looking at the wide-eyed head of Osiris in the coffin.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed on the distance.

“Three pieces remain…”

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Beside him, Zhou Ping slowly sheathed the Dragon Elephant Sword, his face still somewhat pale, and coughed lightly.

Emperor Fengdu turned to him, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine… just a minor injury,” Zhou Ping waved his hand. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.”

Just as Emperor Fengdu was about to say something, Zhou Ping’s figure swayed and vanished from sight, showing no intention of exchanging more words.

Emperor Fengdu looked at the direction Zhou Ping had left with a strange expression and sighed deeply.

“This young man has no sense of courtesy at all?”

…

In the manor.

Although Lin Qiye and the others did not witness the scene of Osiris being slain, they could clearly feel that the divine power that originally belonged to Osiris in the sky had vanished without a trace.

“Is he dead?” Bai Li Pangpang asked tentatively.

“Li… Emperor Fengdu made his move; that underworld god should be finished,” Lin Qiye said, looking at the faintly visible Fengdu Imperial Palace above the clouds, feeling somewhat emotional. “I didn’t expect to see Emperor Fengdu in action.”

“I can’t believe we actually witnessed a divine battle,” Bai Li Pangpang shouted excitedly at the sky, “Uncle Li is amazing!!”

Floating in the air, Jiang Er curiously leaned closer to An Qingyu, the MP3 at her waist emitting a puzzled sound:

“Do you know that Great Xia god?”

“Yes,” An Qingyu nodded. “In a sense, he is one we released.”

Jiang Er gasped, covering her mouth in surprise.

First the Sword Saint, now the Great Xia god… who exactly are they? Do they have such a powerful background?

“Cough, cough…”

A coughing sound came from behind the group. Lin Qiye and the others turned around to see Zhou Ping standing quietly behind them, carrying a sword box.

“Wow! Sword Saint senior is incredible!!”

Bai Li Pangpang suddenly jumped in front of him, his eyes sparkling.

Shen Qingzhu had a somewhat complicated expression. After hesitating for a moment, he respectfully spoke up:

“I am Shen Qingzhu, greetings to the Great Xia Sword Saint.”

Zhou Ping expressionlessly pushed aside Bai Li Pangpang, who was almost in his face, and looked at Shen Qingzhu, giving a slight nod.

“You are the undercover?”

“…Yes.”

“Mm.” Zhou Ping simply acknowledged, “Before drawing my sword, I didn’t know who you were, so I held back a bit and only struck the altar.”

Shen Qingzhu’s mouth twitched slightly. “Thank you, Sword Saint senior, for sparing my life…”

“You should hurry and take your friend for treatment,” Zhou Ping glanced at the ninth seat, who was barely conscious on the ground. “His condition is a bit dangerous.”

Shen Qingzhu came to his senses, looking at the ninth seat who had lost consciousness. After thanking Zhou Ping again, he quickly picked up the ninth seat and ran off into the distance.

“Brother Zhuai…” Bai Li Pangpang opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something.

“If there’s anything, talk about it later.”

“…No, Brother Zhuai,” Bai Li Pangpang scratched his head. “I meant to say, you’re running to the hospital too slowly. Why not ride Qiye’s dragon?”

Shen Qingzhu suddenly froze in place, carrying the ninth seat, and turned his head stiffly.

“Huh?”

…

In the northern region of Great Xia.

Tianhe City.

In a certain primitive jungle.

“It seems that the murmurs have failed,” a woman sat languidly on a thick branch, seemingly sensing something, slowly opening her eyes.

“Couldn’t summon Osiris?”

Under the tree, an old man shrouded in shadows lifted his eyelids.

“Summoned him, but he was killed.”

The old man’s brow furrowed slightly. “Could it be that the Great Xia god did not repair the divine kingdom’s laws as the evil gods anticipated?”

“Hard to say. The one who acted was the Great Xia Sword Saint, along with the recently appeared Emperor Fengdu. The Great Xia gods who acted over a year ago have not shown themselves.”

The old man’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if pondering something.

“The Fengdu fragments were taken, and Emperor Fengdu has just awakened. His strength should not be enough to deal with Osiris, yet he still took the risk to act… If the Great Xia gods were present, it shouldn’t have been his turn to act as a still-recovering deity.”

“Are you saying that the Great Xia gods really…” The woman sitting on the branch’s eyes brightened slightly.

The old man silently nodded.

“If that’s the case, then Osiris’s death isn’t a loss.” The old man raised his head, looking ahead, a strange smile appearing on his wrinkled face.

“At least, no one will come to disturb us…”

Before him, amidst the gray and shattered valley, a pure black and complete altar was emitting a faint dark light.