Chapter 976: Chapter 696: Mo Luo, Die!
All martial arts in the world are unbreakable, but only speed cannot be overcome.
What is hard? Void-breaking Dao, penetrating everything, is the epitome of hardness.
What is fast? Lightning Dao, reaching the limit of speed, defines swiftness.
When void-breaking and lightning combine, they form the world’s fastest and sharpest blade.
Lu Chenzhou gazed at the Martial Arts Tree.
[Lightning Dao: Eighth Rank (12%)]
Shortly after receiving the Chasing Sun Dragon Emperor’s Inheritance, the Lightning Dao successfully broke through, becoming the ninth Eighth Rank Dao.
He combined his Golden Peng form with the Golden Horned King Beast form, using the Peng for high-speed movement and the King Beast for attacks.
Walls of the world once needing countless strong individuals to barely crack were torn apart by him alone.
Furthermore, he integrated the Eighth Rank Poisonous Dao into it.
Through severe poison, he destroyed the structural stability of the Divine Prison Realm.
The nearly undying Realm God Body also couldn’t remain immune, constantly breaking down.
Proving that the clever combination of Eighth Rank Daos can achieve results not weaker than a Ninth Rank Dao.
Mo Luo, for the first time, sensed an intense crisis of death.
The colossal Realm God Body drew out tens of thousands of galaxy-like giant arms, covering the sky, but Lu Chenzhou, transformed into a golden light, continuously dodged, not engaging head-on, instead seizing every opportunity to stab the Poisonous Dao into the Realm God Body with spear skills, paired with Camilla’s Great Divine Power of poison.
"Haha, kill Mo Luo!"
"Mo Luo is doomed in this battle!"
Clones and the Twelve Yuan Chen also joined in.
After three days of siege, the Divine Prison Realm collapsed with a roar, breaking into countless fragments scattered across the starry sky.
Numerous Black Mountain Prisons, along with countless inheritances and treasures, flowed out.
The Realm God’s body completely disintegrated.
Mo Luo’s soul flew out, accompanied by the souls of the Four Great Guardians.
"Lu Chenzhou, if you kill me, the Great Protector will also perish."
Mo Luo knew Lu Chenzhou had once made a promise to the Great Protector.
Knowing Lu Chenzhou’s history, he knew that Lu Chenzhou is a man of his word.
"Rest assured, one day, I will resurrect the Great Protector."
Lu Chenzhou slashed down with his lance, unleashing thirty-six Divine Lotuses that shredded Mo Luo’s soul into fragments, scattering them around the Martial Arts Tree.
The Martial Arts Tree was very well-fed during this time.
Before it finished digesting the previous, now there was something new.
It swiftly grew taller, soon reaching three hundred thousand feet, then slowly continued its growth.
Countless pieces of information poured into Lu Chenzhou’s mind.
[You have comprehended the Secret Technique "World Hosting"]
[You have comprehended the Secret Technique "Luohou Scripture"]
...
[You have seized the Great Divine Power · Great Destruction Hand]
"Surprisingly, it’s this Divine Skill, average, far inferior to the Void Saint Body."
Lu Chenzhou lacked attacking means.
As for the various secret techniques of Mo Luo Hall Master, he was only interested in the Method of "World Hosting".
This methodology recorded how Mo Luo transformed from a dying Great Power into an undying and immortal Realm God.
He didn’t need it himself, but if someone around him ever needed it, transforming into a Realm God would be a good option.
Mo Luo was poor, and after Lu Chenzhou took inventory, besides a [Heavenly Sword], nothing else was worth mentioning.
The Heavenly Sword was once the sword of the elder Luohou, a supreme treasure, but ranked lower, only slightly stronger than the Xuanji Nine-Star Shield.
Lu Chenzhou exchanged it with the Mountain and Sea Tower, valued at nine thousand High Grade Primordial Stones.
Besides, the Golden Crow Treasure Pearl was also recovered, originally belonging to Lu Chenzhou but forcibly taken by Mo Luo.
[Mixed Cave Dao: Eighth Rank (23%)]
The tenth Eighth Rank Dao was born.
At this time, Lu Chenzhou’s spiritual power had already reached 1 billion Prajna.
The invisible shackles informed him that 1 billion is the limit of the Eighth Realm of Martial Arts.
Both the body and spirit were at such limits.
Having digested Mo Luo’s harvest, Lu Chenzhou looked towards the center of the Divine Prison Realm’s skeletal fragments.
A skull with two horns hovered there.
Covered in natural Daoist Texts on its surface, it exuded a mythical aura.
This was the skull of a True God’s head.
Lu Chenzhou cautiously sent a thread of intention into it, ready to sever at any moment.
The remaining Dao Essence within led him to the Great Wilderness.
In the world, a Giant wielded a giant axe, cutting down its own head, refining it into a Great World.
"Gan Qi..." Lu Chenzhou murmured.
He thought Gan Qi had always been headless.
In fact, it had a head; it just cut it off itself, for reasons unknown.
The core of the entire Divine Prison Realm was this skull.
With it, the Divine Prison Realm could be recreated.
Lu Chenzhou’s recent onslaught left no damage on the skull.
This was the most precious thing Mo Luo left behind.
He stored the skull using the Thunder World, perhaps it could serve a future purpose.
After resting for several days, Lu Chenzhou rose and said:
"Mo Luo is dead. Every fragment of the Divine Prison Realm is a supercontinent, rich in opportunities. Beings from Three Thousand Realms with Four Realms cultivation are all permitted to explore them. No force is allowed to interfere. On the Divine Prison Continent, fortune and treasures depend entirely on individual ability."
Watching Lu Chenzhou leave, Wan Yan Old Ghost said, "Friend Lu is benefitting some Loose Cultivators."
"Indeed, the lower classes need opportunities to rise. Otherwise, over time, everything would be monopolized by various interest groups."
"Friend Lu’s mindset is truly different from ours. If it were me, I’d take it all."
"That’s the grand perspective!"
...
Xia Star, a giant god falls from the sky.
"The Land Army Master has slain another demigod..."
"Mo Luo, once the overlord of the Divine Prison Realm, is dead. What is there left to stop us!"
"Those sealed demigods, aside from a select few, shouldn’t be a match for the Military Leader either."
"With the Dragon King and the Military Leader joining forces, unless a True God descends, our Tianxia Civilization fears nothing!"
The masses, having witnessed an actual divine war firsthand, were filled with unspeakable excitement.
Yun Meng City.
"Worth it, worth it. To have seen such a battle, as a Martial Artist, I’d die without regret." Old Ji lamented.
"A mere mortal body, standing alongside the Divine..." Qingtian Cang remarked.
...
Several days later.
On a continent of the Divine Prison Realm, Achilles’ battered figure crawled out from the prison.
"What is going on?"
Perhaps due to being an insignificant minion, Achilles remained unnoticed by Mo Luo, lying dormant inside him like a parasite.
It wasn’t until today, with the heavens collapsing, that he was awakened.
"Achilles, I didn’t expect you to still be alive."
The young Lu Chenzhou approached with a spear.
With a thud, Achilles fell to his knees, tears streaming, his head knocking with a resonant sound.
"Master, I’ve finally found you."
How could he not understand? Mo Luo must have been slain by Lu Chenzhou.
It’s time to choose a wise leader!
...
"Mo Luo is dead, truly unable to stand on its own, but it’s inconsequential, it doesn’t affect the big picture."
In the divine kingdom above, the Witch quietly observed everything.
The great tide has formed, and The Witch knows that no one can kill Lu Chenzhou now.
"The Great Cosmic Will..."
The Witch Master looked towards the infinitely high place, as if an unparalleled gaze was watching over Him on the Dao.
"If it’s you causing trouble, then I lost the previous rounds without injustice... but when I surpass the Dao, you will regret it."
...
Heavenly Pool Great World.
Upon hearing that the Mo Luo Hall Master was killed, Cangtian Dragon King laughed heartily.
"Demon Lord, currently I am indeed not your match, let me cultivate for a period and then fight again!"
"Do you think you can leave?" The four powers of heavenly calamity transformed into four giants, each possessing demigod-level strength, wielding various forbidden demigod artifacts of destruction, surrounding the Dragon King. The Dragon King’s iron fists pounded in all directions, forming a ceaselessly circulating grey dragon.
Despite holding a position of advantage, the Heavenly Disaster Demon Lord frowned.
There’s no other reason, the Dragon King is too powerful.
Just entered as a Great Power, could still withstand Him for such a long time.
Once the Dragon King advances further, wouldn’t they be evenly matched?
Thinking of another reminiscent freak, Lu Chenzhou, who recently slew the Mo Luo Hall Master, the Heavenly Disaster Demon Lord completely lost His initial confidence.
He feels that the era has changed.
Many things that surpass common sense are being born.
One cannot look at these new things with old eyes.
Suddenly, a golden light rapidly approached from afar.
In a moment’s thought, the Heavenly Disaster Demon Lord perceived a piercing pain.
He lowered His head, looking at the golden horn piercing through His chest, and His giant hand suddenly reached to grab the King Beast.
Without giving Him a chance, the King Beast exploded, Lu Chenzhou consumed another resurrection chance and quickly dodged the attack.
"Great Chaos Cave Hand!" Lu Chenzhou unleashed the modified Mo Luo’s Great Divine Power.
A mixed cave vortex swallowing all things, eternally unceasing, solidified, and charged at the Heavenly Disaster Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord punched out, scattering it forcibly.
Lu Chenzhou’s expression slightly changed, deeply feeling the gap between them.
"Courting death!" Mo Luo’s other hand grabbed forward, tightly locking this space, making Lu Chenzhou’s Void Saint Body unable to flicker away, suddenly, behind Lu Chenzhou, heavenly wings spread wide, wings like blades, cutting the spatial restraints, carrying Lu Chenzhou and morphing into a ray of light distancing itself.
"Sure enough, you’ve obtained the Chasing Sun’s inheritance." The Heavenly Disaster Demon Lord’s expression darkened.
He looked at His right fist, a whirlpool like a bone-attached parasite was devouring His flesh.
He tried many methods but couldn’t shake it off.
"What kind of Dao is this? Feels like destruction, yet more mysterious... forget it, divine power must be wasted again."
The Heavenly Disaster Demon Lord directly severed His right arm, re-consolidating one, only then did He escape the strange vortex.
At this moment, the four great spirits stood bewildered at the edge of the world, watching a golden light depart.
Cangtian Dragon King had already fled.
"Where’s Wang Yue?" The Demon Lord’s telekinesis swept around, finding the little bug often nagging by His ear also vanished.
Heavenly Pool World erupted with terrifying momentum, the Demon Lord’s rage rippling throughout the Ruins Sea like a tidal wave.
Upon first contact, the Demon Lord lost a round.
Buzz, buzz, buzz... around the Great World, nine treasure phantoms lined up and emerged.
The leader is a seemingly plain three-foot Qingfeng Sword, and an eight-sided seal.
"Is this the God Court’s trump card?"
The Demon Lord gazed at these phantoms, as if speaking to Himself.
...
"Where am I?"
Wang Yue looked puzzled, he saw a beam of light, then lost consciousness.
He raised his head, looking at the two towering figures surrounding him with arms crossed.
Each, exuding an overwhelmingly high momentum, akin to demigods.
Lu Chenzhou chuckled, "It’s you that’s been cursing me behind my back?"