Perfect World

Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Deity
 

“Your Majesty’s contingency plan is truly terrifying,” said Lord Huntian. “It is said that there are no Deities left in this world, and even the Venerables are rare to come by. Yet, beside Your Majesty, there exists a ferocious bird ignited with divine flames. Admirable, truly unexpected.”

If nothing unusual had happened, Shi Hao was destined to die. Once the Flying Pythons appeared, devouring heaven and earth, even Shi Hao, brilliant as he was, would perish.

Shi Hao turned and began to focus on the Divine Statue, showing a contemplative expression. Was this really a being from the higher realms? Had their will descended? And what about the Flying Pythons; were they also from the higher realms?

This was puzzling. After sealing the Absolute Heavenly Passage, how could people from the higher realms still descend? His expression was strict, his heart unable to calm down.

“With your talents, you could be considered a prodigy in the higher realms, capable of contending with the top talents there, standing among the young Supremes. Regrettably, I am here to kill you. You cannot survive this,” said the Golden Divine Statue, standing with hands behind its back, not stiff at all, but vivid and animate.

“I want to know, do you really come from the higher realms? How did you descend?” Shi Hao looked straight ahead.

The Golden Divine Statue laughed, an extremely Sacred Entity, the body radiating brilliance, petals dancing around it, almost like a deity gracing the world with a smile, an aura beyond the worldly dust.

This didn’t seem like a wooden statue at all; it seemed to have flesh and blood, transcendent and detached. He said, “Indeed, I come from the higher realms.”

Shi Hao was shocked; this was somewhat illogical.

“The one who wants to kill you is too powerful. When the Sect Hierarch is enraged, heavens weep, and lands decay. There’s always a way to descend from the higher realms, although the cost is unimaginable,” said the Divine Statue.

“How exactly did you descend?” asked Shi Hao.

“The Lord of Netherworld, the giant of Demon Kui Garden, and the master from my Heavenly Kingdom, the three sects worked together to open up a void rift to send me down,” answered the Divine Statue frankly, showing no intention of hiding anything.

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“Is that how they can descend to the Lower Realm?” Shi Hao was stunned; wouldn’t this be full of hazards?

“The cost is immense, beyond your imagination. The Netherlord lost several Guardian Spirits, spent countless heavenly treasures, and those who were sent before me were ground to dust in the void; I am the only one who made it successfully.”

Shi Hao gasped in shock; such a high price to pay for descending, just to deal with him?

“You killed the Netherlord’s favorite offspring, used that tower to overturn Immortal Mountain, and humiliated a powerful being with ignited divine flames from the Demon Kui Garden. You’ve executed multiple Venerables from the Heaven Mending Sect and Western Sect…” The Divine Statue listed each event, each significant enough to disturb the doctrines of the higher realms.

Most crucially, he was also connected to an Undying Being, which was even more severe!

“The most eager to eliminate you are the Nether Race and the Demon Kui Garden; this time, they are the ones who asked the Heavenly Kingdom to intervene,” said the Divine Statue.

“What grievance do I have with the Heavenly Kingdom?” asked Shi Hao.

“The Heavenly Kingdom is born from necessity, willing to relieve people of their worries, capable of slaughtering the powerful from various tribes, and converting their souls to enter the Heavenly Kingdom,” the Divine Statue said with a dignified aura.

“An assassin organization?!” Shi Hao was astonished.

“You could think of it that way. Generally, we kill beings with ignited divine flames; someone like you, with insufficient cultivation but maximum difficulty, is extremely rare,” the Divine Statue spoke softly.

Said difficulty being Shi Hao in the Lower Realm, where they usually couldn’t descend, making success nearly impossible.

Yet this time, it was the all-out efforts of the three Sect Hierarchs that opened a rift, at great cost.

“Have you gone mad?” Shi Hao muttered to himself. He had only killed one young Netherian, and now it seemed that individual had an astonishing background, no wonder he had a skeleton with ignited divine flames as a servant.

“Is Demon Kui Garden being too petty? I just ate a few of their melons, didn’t I?” Shi Hao curled his lip. At this moment, he lost the solemnity and majesty of an emperor and seemed more like a defiant young man, his handsome face full of resentment.

For others, even the resentful-colored Flying Python was stunned, muttering, “Killed a Mingzi, ate a few melons from the Demon Kui Garden?” It shivered intensely, unwilling to even contemplate such an audacious undertaking.

Shi Hao had no regrets, whether it was the young Netherian or the woman from the Demon Kui Garden. Both had tried to kill him on that day, forcing him to retaliate. Life on earth, especially for cultivators, was inevitably filled with conflicts; if one couldn’t detach, then one had to resist, fighting all the way.

“The price to descend is too great, even the Hierarchs cannot bear it. This time, only by successfully slaying you and then setting up the perfect arrangement in this Lower Realm, can we consider it a success,” the Divine Statue sighed.

This time, the collaboration of the Nether Race, Demon Kui Garden, and Heavenly Kingdom to send someone to the Lower Realm seemed somewhat wasteful, too much given for what was gained.

If they only killed Shi Hao, even peering into his Supreme Bone’s characters wouldn’t be enough, for they had consumed too many heavenly treasures and even destroyed several of the Netherlord’s Guardian Spirits.

Unless they could discover several great fortunes of the Lower Realm!

“When I make my move, it will be you yourself,” the Divine Statue spoke.

Shi Hao looked at him, then glanced at Lord Huntian; it truly was a difficult assassination puzzle to solve, feeling that the Divine Statue was very powerful, hard to deal with.

“Little Red, are you confident?” he transmitted secretly.

“No problem!” Little Red Bird brimmed with confidence, engulfed in blazing fire, scarlet mist filling the heavens.

“With the weapons you gave, it should be possible,” answered Hairy Ball.

“It’s time for a resolution; I knew the people from the higher realms wouldn’t give up. Today, let’s settle all the grudges!” Shi Hao said.

As the Divine Statue pointed forward, a golden beam flew toward him, thick as an arm and accompanied by thunder, constructed from the characters of Divine Spirits, capable of easily cutting down a mortal body.

Shi Hao dodged, shifting a thousand measures sideways.

On his shoulder, the Little Red Bird soared up, entirely scarlet, unleashing endless Divine Fire, distorting the entire sky as it attacked the Divine Statue.

Boom!

A loud crash ensued, and the Southern Li Divine Fire, unbelievably, was suppressed by a golden finger, on the brink of being extinguished. The Divine Statue stepped forward, calm and composed.

“Once our master makes a move, which of you ants is a match?” the Flying Python on his shoulder called out.

Little Red spun through the air, flames uncontrollable, scattering across the land below, instantly melting a mountain range into Magma and collapsing, the ground all scarlet.

This was Divine Might!

Yet such a powerful assault was resisted by a single finger of the Divine Statue.

The situation was dire, the outlook grim.

Shi Hao furrowed his brows; was he truly to meet his end today?

Little Red cried out in anger, its red feathers standing on end, each resembling an Immortal Sword, ringing sonorously, radiating precious light, and then endless scarlet characters emerged high above.

“Clang clang…”

The sound of the sword was like a tsunami, arising and subsiding in waves, as countless scarlet Divine Swords appeared, cleaving forward.

Little Red exerted full power, with sword qi crisscrossing amidst endless flames sweeping through heaven and earth.

The Divine Statue was moved, its body covered with all types of intricate designs densely packed and interwoven, before one of its hands grew rapidly, transforming into a world, intending to envelop both Little Red and those scarlet swords.

This hand was golden and massive, with stars twinkling and rotating between its fingers, as if opening up a new world, covering this void.

The sight was shocking!

Shi Hao exclaimed, “You are from the Western Sect!”

“I was a disciple of the Western Sect before defecting and joining the Heavenly Kingdom,” the Divine Statue replied.

The World Divine Power in the palm was well-known, generally capturing even the Primeval Fierce Beasts that fell into it, making them difficult to resist.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a pitch-black staff smashed out from the void, reaching as high as the skies, cleaving downwards, and directly destroying the World in the Palm, allowing Little Red to escape.

The hairy ball appeared, towering in the land, like a golden giant, wielding a black iron rod, slaughtering its way over.

Lord Huntian’s expression changed; things were getting difficult. Who would have thought that beside Shi Hao there was a second Undying Being who had ignited divine flames? In this era without deities in the Lower Realm, it was inconceivable.

“Heh!”

At this moment, the Divine Statue lightly shouted. Its body burst into radiance, transforming into a corporeal body, crystal-clear as it suddenly grew a thousand arms!

This was one of the Sect-Defending Divine Techniques of the Western Sect, combining the Golden Body with the Thousand Arms Divine Power. Together, this made him terrifying to the extreme.

“Clang!” A sound echoed as both the hairy ball and Little Red started glowing, their bodies covered in shining armor, one blood-red and the other bright golden, releasing an immortal aura.

Even Little Red transformed into human form, holding a Magic Sword in hand, pointing forward. The hairy ball’s iron rod morphed into the National Guardian Divine Halberd of Stone Country, exuding a dominating aura.

These were armors and Divine Instruments taken by Shi Hao from the treasury of Stone Country, all sacred items!

“True God weapons!” The Divine Statue gasped in surprise, filled with apprehension!

His strength was immense, but he was only a will descending into the Lower Realm, occupying this Golden Divine Statue; even with great strength, there was a limit.

Little Red and the hairy ball charged forward, both bursting with an immortal aura. The power of the True God weapons was overwhelming; in the hands of these beings who had ignited divine flames, they danced through the heavenly winds, almost shattering the void.

The Divine Statue moved its thousand arms, but the two enemies, now armed with True God Divine Instruments, had their strength greatly increased.

“Spurt!”

Little Red’s sword swung down, slicing off dozens of its arms.

“Boom!”

The hairy ball struck, using the golden halberd as a bludgeon, cleaving from the front and gashing a huge wound across its golden body.

The Divine Statue shuddered, glowing all over, regenerating its severed limbs and closing the wound, but clearly at a disadvantage, possibly about to be suppressed, they fought their way toward the distance.

“Spurt!”

“Ah…”

The Flying Pythons screamed, already half-severed by Little Red, were now further caught in the battle, fell off the shoulder of the Divine Statue, and were cleaved open at the head and then trampled to death by the hairy ball wielding the great halberd!

Then, Shi Hao stepped forward, pressing towards the great hall in the void, staring at Lord Huntian.

“Have you anything to say?” Shi Hao asked.

“No words left to say!” Lord Huntian responded, with a “clang” he drew a Demonic Blood Ruler from behind, its light flowing strangely.

At this moment, his entire demeanor changed, his eyes turned crimson, even his hair seemed about to drip blood, vivid red and eerie.

“So it is, too bad you’ve misplayed on this Demonic Ruler,” Shi Hao sighed. It was the ancient weapon Blood Demon Ruler, initially incomplete and bought by Lord Huntian, now it was whole again, clearly having been restored.

The Blood Demon Ruler glowed like a red sun, empowering Lord Huntian like a demonic entity, his aura skyrocketing. With a swing of the ruler, “boom,” the heavens and earth trembled!

Shi Hao’s eyes narrowed, dodging the swath of scarlet light. He wore the Undying Golden Body Battle Clothes, recognizing the extraordinary nature of this Blood Ruler.

“Boom!”

Shi Hao transformed into a giant Peng bird, charging with beyond-limit speed.

“Aowu…”

Lord Huntian’s exterior manifested a huge demonic shadow, enveloping him, roaring as he clashed fiercely with Shi Hao.

“Ssh!”

From afar, intense sounds were heard; mountains shattered, dust billowed, the Divine Statue was bombarded into pieces by Little Red and the hairy ball, collapsing several mountain peaks.

Spurt!

Little Red’s sword swung down, decapitating him, leaving him regretful and dejected, turning into a light rain.

“I never thought I would fail in the Lower Realm…” The light rain condensed into a figure, detaching from the Golden Divine Statue, manifesting itself.

In front of the palace, “spurt,” Shi Hao as the giant Peng bird, flapped his golden divine wings, shattering the entire palace, and naturally, the old servant was obliterated.

Lord Huntian’s pupils were bright red, enveloped by a huge demonic shadow, wielding the Demonic Ruler to counter, blocking Shi Hao’s strike.

“So it’s the Blood Demon Ruler, get the great formation to seal it; we can’t let this ruler escape, it is a devil!” Little Red shouted. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit qidian.com to vote and support us. Mobile users can read at m.qidian.com.)