The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins

Behind him, the [Asura King] Dharma Form let out a piercing roar, like the savage Ancient Demon God, the giant sword in its hand shook violently, instantly crushing the enemy with pure golden flames, blasting the two struggling Children of Destiny into the ground.

Rumble~

Yet another tremor shook the earth, leaving two hundred-meter-wide "meteorite craters" on the vast grassland.

At the center of the crater, the two Children of Destiny convulsed and twitched, their arms twisted into grotesque angles, their bones clearly shattered.

As his opponent suffered severe injuries from the [Penetration Force], Zhu Haomiao lightly twirled his sword and vanished without a trace, reappearing, as if through instant teleportation, before one of the enemies.

Swipe~

The slender Eight-sided Han Sword descended gently, without a trace of smoke and fire, its tip gathered a dark cold light, directly aiming at the forehead.

Upon sensing death's arrival, the river of fate churned and roared, and endless energy appeared from nowhere, filling the Child of Destiny who had lost his will to resist with new vitality.

"Roar!"

With an unwilling roar, the Third Prince Tuohusi's twisted arm rapidly writhed and snapped back into place, swinging the golden saber in his hand violently towards the dignified Han Sword aimed directly at his forehead.

However, Zhu Haomiao's forehead flickered with an inscrutable spirit light, seemingly foreseeing his movement. Zhu stepped on his wrist, ruthlessly crushing his final resistance.

Sizzle~

The sword pierced through the Protective Divine Light, penetrating from the forehead to the back of the head, pinning Tuohusi to the ground.

Destructive Divinity invaded the brain, spreading instantly to every inch of spirit and body, annihilating all life.

Tuohusi's ferociously twisted pupils instantly froze, then gradually widened out of focus.

Bang!

Heaven and earth wailed, mountains and rivers wept. Zhu Haomiao retrieved his treasure sword, taking a blissful deep breath, quietly feeling the tremor of the entire universe.

In the ethereal realm, endless Qi Fortune was devoured by him, like a black hole extracting the world's most precious things, brewing a mysterious transformation at the conceptual level.

"Third Brother!!!"

The heartrending lament reverberated around him. Zhu Haomiao did not turn his head back, and with a backhanded sword strike, solidly collided with the golden saber behind him.

Clang!

In the deafening clash of metal, the black-clad youth remained motionless, but the centaur, several times larger than him, flew backward, carving out a wide "avenue" on the grassland stretching hundreds of meters.

"What a touching brotherly affection, I love helping others for pleasure, so let me send you to reunite..."

Muttering teasingly, the black-clad youth leisurely twirled his sword flower, and while still pacing unhurriedly, moved with a suffocating pressure toward the Eldest Prince Ye Sui.

Under the ceaseless infusion of Heaven and Earth Power, Ye Sui's broken bones healed rapidly. Gripping the golden saber tightly, he stared intently at the black-clad youth approaching him.

Behind the youth, the majestic Dharma Form resembling a mountain blocking the sun, cast a terrifying shadow over him like a dark cloud.

This is the Child of Destiny from [Da Zhen]... Duke Yu, Li Lin...

Why...

Why does fate produce a formidable overlord like Father Khan, only to create a monster like Duke Yu?

Heavenly Destiny, Heavenly Destiny...

Whose realm is truly destined?

Firmly gripping the golden saber, Ye Sui's eyes churned with resentment and anger, his entire being radiated with pure golden flames like a little sun.

Amidst his anger and confusion, he chose to search for answers with the weapon in his hand.

Sensing the enemy entering a mysterious state, his spirit and energy became crystal clear, Zhu Haomiao lightly raised an eyebrow, his lips curling in intrigue.

Seems powerful... Perfect for a trial...

A thought crossed his mind, Zhu Haomiao's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty and savage light, his dark pupils instantly tinged with blood red.

Boom!

At almost the same time, Ye Sui exploded into action, compressing and concentrating the boundless power of the entire world into a stream of pure golden brilliance, slashing fiercely in front of Zhu Haomiao.

However, faced with this earth-shattering attack, Zhu Haomiao's smile twisted into a morbid one, instead of blocking with the Eight-sided Han Sword, he raised a bare hand to meet it.

Crash~

The golden saber collided with his palm, ringing with a thunderous clang, the protective shield formed by [Heavenly Gang Power] instantly shattered, the remaining force of the blade tearing through flesh, crashing against a burst of blood-colored Divinity from his palm.

After a momentary stalemate, the unstoppable savage force crushed all barriers, with one palm strike Zhu Haomiao blasted the entire Eldest Prince Ye Sui into a spray of blood mist, which erupted as a red fog.

Whoosh~

Fine red mist permeated a hundred meters, the distant centaurs watched blankly, their eyes gradually losing light.

Witnessing their mental pillar shattered by the enemy's barehanded strike, all the centaurs felt as if their spines were broken, their morale plummeting to the lowest point.

At the battlefield's center, Zhu Haomiao's eyes churned with a sea of blood, his grim demeanor slowly retracted, gradually suppressing the near-loss of control over his [anger].

Sigh~

When the scarlet light in the depths of his pupils completely dissipated, Zhu Haomiao exhaled a turbid breath, raising his hand to observe a bloody wound in his palm, letting out a helpless sigh.

Vaguely sensing, he realized each Original Sin Authority contained an underlying tendency toward self-destruction.

The higher the Original Sin Level, the more pronounced this tendency.

Without a strong enough [Dao Heart] to suppress it, wielding the Original Sin Authority would invoke uncontrollable urges.

Gradually clenching his fist, Zhu Haomiao activated the [Lust] Authority, a massive surge of Life Energy spewed forth, the horrid, gaping wound in his palm visibly healed and scabbed over.

Soon after, the black-clad youth raised his gaze to look at the endless yurts on the horizon, gently speaking out.

"Kneel and be spared."

The gentle whisper seemed to come from the heavens, echoing in the ears of every creature. The [Da Zhen] army, upon recovering their senses, erupted with gleaming energy in their eyes, wielding their weapons, launching an attack like a tidal wave.

"Kneel and be spared!"

"Kneel and be spared!"

"Kneel and be spared!"

............

In the real world, on the South Asia Continent, an enormous and ornate Gate stood in the center, with a group of monk-like individuals surrounding it, engaged in an explosive debate.

"It's all your fault! You didn't pray to the Heavenly Lord!"

"Nonsense, clearly it's your fault for not receiving intelligence beforehand!"

......

The intense blame-shifting resounded loudly, but at one particular moment, everyone seemed to be paused as if by a button press, falling silent instantly.

A tall, exquisite figure appeared without warning in front of the [Gate], looked at the fully dissipated chaotic membrane inside, and squinted expressionlessly.

"What exactly happened?"

Feeling the oppressive anger, all of them quickly knelt down in fright.

"The… the Heavenly Lord, it's the [Asura King], that Chinese Holy Spirit attacked us without honor."