Chapter 545 Su Zhou Clenched His Fists (Large Chapter with Ten Thousand Words, Seeking Monthly Tickets~)

In the Tianyuan Mortal Realm, there was no free-roaming spirituality, so much so that transcendents swam as if in mud. All kinds of spells and divine abilities were restricted. Coupled with the Tribulation of Longevity, even peak Zhenren who had already understood the path ahead found it difficult to break through to the level of immortals and gods.

Therefore, apart from the locations of leyline nodes, it was also difficult to nurture various spiritual plants and rare metals in the Tianyuan Realm. Unless they possessed innate spirit beast bloodlines, there would never be naturally awakened intelligent demon beasts in this realm.

However, within the bodies of all intelligent lifeforms, there existed a unique portion of spirituality.

Humans were born with intelligence, the True Spirit birthed the soul, and the soul nurtured the True Spirit.

Therefore, after a person died, the soul left the body, and the spirituality separated from the physical shell, instinctively absorbing the surrounding free-roaming spiritual energy to strengthen the remnant soul.

In the end, it would transform into a vengeful spirit.

Han Shiling had seen many vengeful spirits.

Some were very ancient, existing in the tombs of ancient emperors, transformed from the concubines and servants who were buried alive. He often encountered them when he was still a young man of the Warring States period, searching for secluded places.

And some were more common, such as the mass graves from the Tianyuan Warring States era, where cities were massacred or prisoners were slaughtered. In places like Jingguan (mounds of skulls), numerous fierce and baleful vengeful spirits often wandered—similarly, the abandoned battlefields left behind by the clashes of two armies were places of soaring resentment, overflowing with baleful energy, where countless yin spirits roamed.

Even the spies under his command, the intelligence organizations, and the various lurking personnel who were carrying out missions in the New Dynasty often saw the resentful spirits of those who had been assassinated or interrogated, their eyes refusing to close in death.

Vengeful spirits… to put it bluntly, were nothing more than a wisp of thin, black mist filled with resentment.

This thing was not scary. It was like the white breath exhaled from people's mouths in winter. Even if left unattended, it would quickly dissipate with the wind after a while.

But that was only a single vengeful spirit.

If there were many vengeful spirits, then this breath, perhaps, would turn into a dense fog that could cover the entire city.

So… there was a question.

If the white breath exhaled by people wanted to condense into a cloud, how many people would have to exhale together?

What if it was a sea of clouds?

Han Shiling had never thought about this question.

He didn't know.

But now, he saw it.

——Prison Sea Despair·Inside——

This was a forbidden zone that enveloped half of Nanzhou Prefecture's coastline, even a quarter of the Southern Prison Sea coast. It was higher than the 'Canghai Ruins Realm' created by the Kun Demons' invasion of Canghai Prefecture in the past, comparable to the 'Nether Sea Forbidden Realm' located in the Eastern Underworld Sea, created by the submersion of the Eastern Continent.

This was a sea of resentful energy clouds, airtight and covering an area of thousands of miles.

Just how much resentment, how many dead souls, did it take to create such a hell?

The sound of footsteps echoed, hurrying through this ocean composed of countless vengeful spirits, feeling the resentment that had settled for four hundred thousand years around him. Han Shiling's face was filled with sorrow, and even his ordinary middle-aged man's appearance could not be maintained, revealing a somewhat painful expression.

The middle-aged man followed Su Zhou's footsteps, but had lost his way from the beginning.

Although the youth used the power of the Samsara Seal to solidify countless vengeful spirits, turning this churning cloud of resentment into an archway that allowed people to move forward normally.

However, the black mist overflowing from the surroundings was still thick enough to block the line of sight, and even erode living beings, turning a Di Jie (Earth Realm) or even Tian Jie (Heavenly Tribulation) cultivator into a part of the myriad vengeful spirits.

If Han Shiling's cultivation of the Formless Dharma Body could not melt his true body into a formless and immaterial 'Innate Formless Supreme Universe Escape Light', which could ignore nearly ninety-nine percent of the attack methods in the world, including resentment, he could not guarantee that he would not be affected.

However, even so, he could still see a row of footprints that were extremely clear even in the black mist.

Su Zhou's footprints.

The cyan-purple demon fire burned fiercely in the soil piled up with resentment, melting out a straight line, guiding a path leading to the distant depths of darkness.

Without the slightest hesitation, the owner of these footprints strode towards the deepest part of the most dangerous despair, without looking back.

In response, Han Shiling took a deep breath. He subconsciously looked around at the faces solidified in the mist sea archway.

——They were expressions full of hatred, sadness, distortion, and wailing.

——They were faces belonging to women, children, men, and the elderly.

——They were overflowing with crying, despair, bewilderment, and… unwillingness.

The black mist surged, making each face seem like a dream.

So, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, Han Shiling only stared at the still-glowing footprints under his feet.

Then he followed.

——Then, there were illusions that seemed real.

The dense red smoke made the sky scarlet, the stench of sulfur and blood filled the atmosphere, and ominous electric light, shaped like dragons and snakes, leaped in the turbid air.

The immortals and gods who originally resided in the sky palaces were now all rushing out of their residences in confusion amidst this upheaval, abandoning their thrones, and then collectively watching their gradually drying hands and hair, as well as the grime forming on their clothes and skin in a panic.

Then, their eyes dimmed in the red smoke, and they died of old age.

The Five Declines of Celestial Beings.

The sky dimmed, starlight flickered in the mist, and magnificent palaces of immortals and gods fell from the highlands of the starry sky, with scarlet burning meteors streaking across the sky.

On the earth, the numerous cities and villages were not killed by the sudden emergence of bloody red smoke, but they were destroyed by the falling divine palaces.

In a short period of several minutes, the earth was subjected to acid rain, dust fog, storms, star falls, and explosions… It wasn't that no one noticed this. Many people had discovered something was wrong early on, but they couldn't escape.

In the era of the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, the power of immortals and gods encompassed all things. Their death was equivalent to the chaos of related paths, creating extreme chaos within the entire world.

Cities that were originally brightly lit day and night could not light their lamps, and spirit-powered vehicles that were originally operating normally could not be driven. In the face of the collapse of leylines and the loss of position of all Daos (Paths) caused by the fall of immortals and gods, people could only watch the disaster arrive, powerless to turn the tide.

——In the name of God, control all things, even progress.

All things entrusted everything to the immortals and gods, and the immortals and gods would also entrust peace, prosperity, and happiness to all things.

The so-called myriad Daos and myriad gods were like this… Moreover, if humans could open up new Daos, then humans could become new gods.

Most importantly, the same divine position did not mean that there was only one immortal or god. As long as one reached the corresponding realm, there could be more than a dozen Fire Virtue Star Lords and Water Virtue Star Lords at the same time, but only the most powerful and wise god-demon could become the main god in this line.

For all living beings, this was the perfect path—although gods would fight with each other, and people would conquer each other, this was the norm in the world, so what was so strange?

The Primordial Heavenly Emperor firmly believed this.

But all of this was heading towards destruction.

When the many immortals and gods who resided in the Southern Continent died and their palaces fell and self-destructed, nearly the same things were happening in other continents. Areas comparable to the surfaces of dozens of planets were completely destroyed by the aftermath of the deaths of the immortals and gods. Flames, frost, thunderstorms, and all kinds of incredible plagues and chaos spread across the earth.

Even the Southern Continent itself was visibly shaking and slowly sinking.

However, for some peculiar and unknown reason, this huge change that could be called a planetary structure-level transformation did not pose a threat to any area around the Southern Prison Sea.

Except for waves that were not too large rushing towards the nearby Western Continent and the southern coast of the Central Continent, all the other forces were absorbed and devoured, turning into a huge vortex like the seawater pouring into the inland of the Southern Continent.

And at this last moment.

In one of the relatively highest mountains in the Southern Continent, a dusty and disheveled family was trying to climb to the highest point of this place as much as possible.

It was a pair of exhausted and frightened parents, an infant held in the father's arms, and a teenage girl who neither cried nor made trouble.

Having just welcomed a newborn, they should have been receiving blessings from neighbors and relatives, with the mother resting in bed, but now they could only flee for their lives.

They didn't know that the immortals and gods had already fallen, nor did they know that the land they lived on was about to usher in a positive end… They only knew that a huge earthquake had struck their city, causing the urban area to crack open, and huge crustal fissures shattered the mountains around them.

This family came to the high point of the mountain, merely intending to stand high and see what was happening.

Then, they saw it.

In the distance, at the end of the continent, there were raging floods, and endless oceans were pouring in.

Red smoke billowed, like blood flowing in the sky, and dragon-shaped lightning persisted in the rolling dark clouds for a long time.

The turbid waves crashed fiercely, making the faces of the family holding onto the trees turn pale.

The first to be washed away by the waves was the mother. This woman had just given birth and was extremely weak. She was carried on her husband's back, unable to hold onto his neck tightly or grab the trees, so she lost her life in the hot and humid seawater at the first moment.

The father, holding the baby, had bloodshot eyes. He wanted to rush down to save his wife at all costs, but he couldn't at this moment. He still had to protect the other two children in the family.

But the waves were too turbulent, and the salty water hit them head-on, an attack comparable to a hammer.

The man's vision went black for a few seconds, and his head buzzed… When he reacted, the father's hands were empty. Only a piece of cloth wrapped around the baby floated not far away, and the daughter who had been holding the branch was also washed away, struggling in the waves while holding the broken branch in horror.

At least there was still a branch, and the daughter wouldn't be sentenced to death immediately… Seeking hope in despair, he was now praying to all the immortals and gods with all his heart, praying that someone could save him.

But a vortex formed not far away, and the daughter, holding the branch, didn't even have time to speak before being sucked into it.

Everything happened in a short moment.

The man, whose eyes were originally bloodshot and full of grief and indignation, was now lost.

He hugged the tree trunk tightly in front of him, then raised his head to look at the sky that no longer had stars, and then lowered his head to stare at the turbid waves in front of him that had swallowed everything from him.

With a miserable smile, he let go and returned to the tide.

……

Blood mist filled the sky, and stars fell.

Above the sky, holding palaces aloft, those huge starlights collapsed, and after that, the huge corpses of gods and demons were falling from the heights of the sky, dragging trails of extremely dangerous flowing fire.

Their true forms varied in race, including divine birds, humans, as well as strange spirit beasts and alien races, but each one was extraordinarily huge, like a real mountain, and even their true forms carried a giant city on their backs.

Their appearances were once noble, magnificent, glorious, and dignified, full of spiritual light and splendor, as if condensed from the most beautiful elements in the world.

But now, they were full of filth, stench, and dry decay… all corpses.

【No, it's not like this!】

Above the high heavens, a voice that shook the entire Tianyuan Realm was roaring.

That voice was gentle, compassionate, and majestic, as if overlooking all living beings from the highest point, but it was also with all living beings.

But at this moment, this voice originating from the Heavenly Emperor was filled with unbelievable horror and anger: 【How could… how could it be like this?! It was clearly only a little bit away, only the last step!】

At first, the tone was still full of unwillingness and disbelief.

But in the end, the Heavenly Emperor's voice gradually became powerless: 【This is my sin, my mistake… It was my greed… that caused this great misfortune…】

Immediately afterwards, He became resolute.

【Don't continue… I'll do it!】

【I'll do it, I'll do it!】

Then… there was a roar.

At this moment, it was night.

All the immortals and gods were destroyed, and the stars were dim.

The world was in darkness.

And the last source of light, that huge object in the sky, also began to detach from its position and slowly fall towards the earth.

Crack.

The sound of space shattering rang out.

In this instant, an incomparably bright light suddenly illuminated the sky filled with red smoke and dark clouds, unmatched even by the sun.

At the end of the firmament, a huge halo ignited the distant atmosphere like a supernova, making the high sky burn fiercely and bloom with lightning.

A celestial body far larger than other stars appeared in the sky. It became larger and larger, burning due to high-speed fall, the clouds retreated because of it, the red smoke also separated in front of it, the dragon-snake-like thunder in the dark clouds extinguished, and the thick atmosphere was easily shattered, revealing the empty Void Sea behind it.

This momentum was so magnificent and tragic that even the gravity of the world began to distort. As the great star fell, countless broken rocks and river water floated up from the ground and hovered in mid-air, and the interwoven air turned into turbulent currents, stirring up raging winds.

That was…

The moon.

——In the past, the Tianyuan Mortal Realm had no light in the night, no stars or moon.

In the barbaric past, there were no stars or moon at night, only pure darkness.

However, at the beginning of the God-Demon Calendar, the Primordial Heavenly Emperor consecrated three thousand gods, transforming into stars, and transformed into the moon with his own body, emitting moonlight, illuminating the darkness, bestowing light and civilization upon the world, and enlightening all living beings.

But now, even the starry sky was dim.

The light of the moon, with determination, rushed towards the sinking crust, which seemed to be still spreading, towards other continents.

It could be seen that this moon seemed to be a divine bird embracing its wings, curled up into an egg shape… But all of this was no longer important.

The atmosphere was torn to pieces… Then, it crashed down.

Buzz——

But, strangely.

The matter of this bright moon falling to the ground did not cause a ripple on this sinking continent.

The huge Southern Prison Sea vortex, which was slowly rotating, swallowed the moon like a giant mouth.

And, the living beings on this continent.

However, after swallowing the moon, the vortex seemed to be satisfied, and slowly disappeared.

The world was calm.

……

A voice could be heard.

【Spirituality, longevity substances, and the pure Qi of heaven and earth are certainly the foundation of the 'Aperture Beginning Divine Light', but they are also the foundation of the seal… His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor and us were too arrogant, thinking we could control everything, but in the end, we could only be backlashed.】

【Stability, it must be stable. I will refine the Stellar Heavenly Dao again, and then transform it back into a seal, using the power of human hearts to guide and restrain it.】

This voice was indifferent, but firm. Its tone was steady and cruel, and the determination in its words was as unshakeable as a machine.

It coldly instructed: 【Ziwei, those mortal souls cannot be wasted.】

【As intelligent lifeforms born from the earth, their souls also carry a trace of the 'Primeval Dragon's' will, so they can't help but be attracted by the aura of the Primeval Dragon, returning to the mother body, leading to their inability to achieve longevity.】

【We cannot let the Demon Gods use these nearly infinite souls. If we must use them, it's best if we use them ourselves.】

After that, the perspective began to shake.

Listening to this, the existence turned to look at the mortal world, which was now swaying in the wind and rain, suffering countless disasters.

It saw it.

It saw the falling moon, the dim stars.

It saw the sinking continent, the rising tides, and the countless destructions.

It saw the endless souls of the dead—and among them were mothers, children, ordinary people who hoped to live in peace, as well as many heroes who looked down on the world.

And what remained the same was that they were all human.

Staring at all of this, the holder of the perspective was silent.

——The desires of gods and demons, the pursuits of gods and demons, the right and wrong of gods and demons.

Ultimately, they were all reflected on mortals.

The rise, the people suffer.

The fall, the people suffer.

The ambitions of the gods and demons, the disputes of the gods and demons, the arrogant thoughts of the gods and demons pursuing something higher, even if the gods and demons just think about it at will…

No matter what the action, the gods and demons could bring disaster to the world.

How can this endless cycle of the world be transcended?

Thinking like this.

The Ziwei Star Lord, in the name of the Second Heavenly Emperor, descended into the mortal world.

He helplessly watched the mortal world, watched this society and world that was already on the verge of collapse, and the nearly endless commoners who were landing.

In the end, He came to a conclusion.

【No.】

Standing on the southern coast of the Central Continent, He murmured to himself: 【They shouldn't die and become our tools, our property and resources.】

【I don't want to do this, Taihao.】

【Disobeying orders… is extremely disrespectful.】

【Since you care so much about mortals, then turn back into a mortal.】

In response, a cold and decisive voice rang out.

In an instant, the Stellar Heavenly Dao operated, and the power belonging to the Ziwei Star Lord was taken away, leaving only the 'human', who was once a king and marquis in the human world, a peak Zhenren, standing next to the coast covered in black settled sea ash.

However, whether it was out of benevolence or strictness to himself, the existence called Taihao did not take any other action except to withdraw the power.

After raising his hand, he was no longer He.

In this way, the man was relieved.

Yes, he was now only a Earth Immortal, his strength far inferior to when he was still the Ziwei Star Lord.

And the future would probably be the same. Now that the power had been demoted, it was unlikely that it could ever be taken back.

But even so…

Some things still had to be done.

Therefore, he suppressed the prison with his own body.

——Ancient legends say that in the past, when the Southern Continent sank, hundreds of millions of demons and monsters transformed into a cloud tide and came.

But there was one person who, with a hundred years of planning, a hundred years of prediction, and a hundred years of cultivation, and then with hundreds of years of time, obtained the baseline strength sufficient to achieve his most basic plan.

In the end, he merged with the formation with his own body, transforming into an unprecedented Great Purifying Evil Formation, purifying countless demons and monsters, and restoring hundreds of millions of vengeful souls to living souls.

In this great disaster, the Heavenly Demons did not obtain this batch of mortal souls, and neither did the immortals and gods.

The formation was activated.

An immense light rose from the ground, and ultimately condensed into a giant god comparable to a majestic mountain range.

The white soul giant god, burning his entire spirit, stretched out his arms towards the myriad demons and monsters surging towards the Central Continent, opened his embrace, like a ring-shaped mountain range, enveloping the other party.

His expression was serene.

【Don't be afraid anymore.】

Holding these souls in his arms, he whispered to himself, and then his body gradually turned into light dust and dissipated: 【I can't save you.】

【But in the distant future… surely, surely there will be someone like me who will appear, so that you can be liberated.】

【There will surely be.】

……

The light and shadows dissipated.

Following the cyan-purple flame footprints, he came out of the illusion of time in a trance.

Returning to the inside of the Prison Sea Despair, Han Shiling didn't know where he was for a moment.

At this moment, he had already begun to forget what he had seen before.

Was it because those memories were too fragmented?

Or was it because they were too distant, so even the details were erased?

He didn't know whose memories those were, anyway, they were messy enough.

The only thing he could understand was this.

That was suffering and unwillingness.

Recalling it carefully from beginning to end, only this memory was the clearest. Happiness was eliminated, peace was shattered, and the future that people expected was discarded like garbage, despised from the bottom of the hearts of higher beings.

It was all a completely inexplicable development. Why would people suddenly be annihilated and destroyed by such a terrifying disaster when they were living a good life?! At least for mortals, it was incomprehensible.

So, the only thing he could understand was this.

——Unwillingness.

——Unwilling, these ordinary people could only get such a worst possible ending.

Unknowingly, the man, who thought he had an iron heart, gritted his teeth.

He glared and clenched his fists.

——Han Shiling clenched his fists.

And at this moment, the footprints burning with demon fire reached their end.

Unknowingly, Han Shiling discovered that he had surpassed the limit that all explorers of the Point of No Return had ever entered, entering the deepest part of this 'Prison Sea Despair'.

He raised his head and looked ahead.

"This is…"

Muttering to himself, he realized that here, the black mist created by the vengeful spirits was already very thin, and the vision was very clear.

In front of him was a huge circular high platform. Ninety-nine steps surrounded the high platform, seemingly the foundation of a super-giant formation.

And in the center of this high platform, there was a black-haired young man, facing a illusory figure, but the shadow could give a gentle and majestic feeling of communication.

Han Shiling could vaguely hear such a voice.

"It's just like this, right."

"You knew you would die, and you knew that becoming the Ziwei Star Lord was just becoming a puppet of humanity, a tool for extracting the Five Virtues of the human heart, so you wanted to resist?"

The young man's voice was soft, not even like a question, just a kind guess: "You did this in order to resist the gods and demons, to resist that Taihao Heavenly Emperor?"

【No, it's not just like this, I didn't think that much.】

【After all, sometimes, some things, people will attach meaning to them after they are done.】

And the illusory figure communicating with the youth said so reasonably, only seeing him smile: 【Someone was waiting for me to help, so I went.】

【The living beings of the Southern Continent are also life, their end shouldn't be just like this, turning into demons and monsters, so I must do this.】

Han Shiling didn't really understand what these two were communicating, or what they meant.

Or rather, he understood, but he didn't pay attention to it.

The keen-eyed man only saw that the Zhuzhou (Torch Dragon) with a gentle tone, the Zhuzhou who was not afraid even when facing gods and demons, was now clenching his fists.

And that figure who seemed to be smiling, and was extremely illusory, not knowing who it was, was also clenching his fists.

He clenched his fists.

He also clenched his fists.

They all clenched their fists.

——If it was the Holy Emperor… if it was Ming Zhengde.

He, too, would definitely clench his fists.

Watching this scene.

For some reason, Han Shiling thought so.

Without any reason, without even thinking, he was just thinking so simply.

Finally, the youth stretched out his hand, and cyan-purple flames burned.

Then, all the hazy mist, including the light and shadow, dissipated.

Everything in front of him became clear.

So, Han Shiling saw that on the top of the huge circular high platform, in the very center, there was a bone-like, lustrous, tall humanoid skeleton.

The right hand of this skeleton was raised high, pointing at the sky, at the stars in the sky.

This fist was clenched tightly, seemingly expressing his indignation to the existence above the high heavens.

And on the other side, his left hand was stretched out forward, as if embracing something.

And in this embrace, there was a piece of black iron stone.

Its exterior was rugged, sharp, mean, full of anger, full of unwillingness, solidifying countless cries and roars.

This was like a divine iron condensed from countless souls and obsessions, emitting a deep gray spiritual light, vibrating the surrounding atmosphere, spreading out circles of extremely turbulent baleful energy and resentment.

However, beneath this outer shell, there was a faint light flowing, full of compassionate meaning.

And it… was the Prison Suppressing Demon Subduing Iron.

"This is… the Prison Suppressing Demon Subduing Iron?"

The young man's emotional voice rang out. He stared at the divine iron held in his arms, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's actually like this…"

Was it really… suppression?

Was it really… demon subduing?

It was more like waiting.

The existence of this divine iron itself seemed to be waiting, waiting for the future, for someone who could bear the endless resentment of all living beings to appear once again!

So, Su Zhou stretched out his hand.

Behind him, an incomparably huge illusion of an upside-down divine tree was rising slowly behind the youth!

How immense was the power of the Wisdom Tree, which had already completed its evolution? When its branches of thunder and flying leaves of fire truly released their light and illuminated the heaven and earth, it had already taken root in the world, becoming the highest beneficiary of changes in the personal space ecosystem, and making its position completely become the level of the Lord of a Small World.

As soon as the Divine Tree appeared, it began to try to transform the endless curse and resentment around it, restoring it to the most ordinary and pure world essence energy and spirituality.

The illusory branches of the Divine Tree waved, and the youth solemnly guided the Wisdom Tree's actions.

And at this moment.

For some reason, Han Shiling's heart suddenly surged.

"——Can I help?"

Stepping forward, he said so. The Zhenren's tone suddenly became excited: "To bear the sins for all living beings, to resist the gods and demons, to carry this endless resentment…"

"——I don't mind doing my part for this kind of thing!"

Someone who would betray a close friend who had shared weal and woe for hundreds of years because he wanted the world to be peaceful, of course had such a realization.

Even the youth sensed the sincerity and determination in Han Shiling's words, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at him, a little surprised.

"You want to help? It's not impossible…"

"No!"

But suddenly.

A voice that was extremely deep and filled with endless annoyance rang out, and the rolling spiritual energy fluctuations were like waves, directly interrupting the Wisdom Tree's actions.

Su Zhou turned his head and frowned as he looked towards the other side.

"No!"

He said loudly, his tone deep and indignant: "Why must we resist?!"

"Those people in the Southern Continent are pitiful, they are all dead—so why, why do we have to disobey the orders of the gods and demons?!"

As soon as he heard this voice, Han Shiling turned his head in astonishment.

"Chief?!"

He whispered in shock, and then saw a familiar figure on the path he had come from.

The tall and burly Zhengyang (Upright Yang) Chief was wearing Qinghui (Clear Radiance) armor, and there were two red lights shooting out from the gaps at the top of his helmet. Round after round of cyan aura bloomed and spread from the divine ruler hanging from his right hand, enveloping and protecting him, allowing him to ignore the numerous resentments and come here.

In the first moment, Han Shiling had no thoughts in his mind.

Because he was too shocked, he couldn't even think of any conscious topics.

He could only see that Nan Zhengkai's left hand, which was not holding the ruler, was also clenching his fists.

——People who clenched their fists had arrived here.

Then, they confronted each other.

"Why?!"

At this moment, Nan Zhengkai, the Chief of Zhengyang State, who had also witnessed the illusions that Han Shiling and Su Zhou had seen, was stepping forward with extreme anger. His feet, which were extremely forceful, even stepped out cracks.

Rings of divine light from magical treasures lit up around him. These were divine objects that no independent cultivator could possibly obtain, and placed under the light of these divine objects, Nan Zhengkai roared loudly: "If the Ziwei Star Lord had taken action according to the orders of the Taihao Heavenly Emperor in the past, things would not have come to this! Those souls of the Southern Continent would have been settled, and fewer people in the Central Continent would have died because of it!"

"Not to mention that if he had listened to the instructions of the Taihao Divine Emperor, there would never have been the 'Prison Sea Despair', and Nanzhou Prefecture would not have been full of demons and monsters because of it, and it would have been a paradise on earth!"

"To abandon the more important living people of the future for a group of ant-like dead people… this, this kind of character, can also be considered the Ziwei Star Lord?!"

The Chief, wearing battle armor, did not turn his head to look at Han Shiling, who was right next to him. He no longer cared about these small things.

The man just really found it incredible, so he had to question and deny everything he had just seen: "Why, why are that Ming Zhengde and this Ziwei Star Lord like this, having to go against the gods and demons? The conditions of the gods and demons are already as good as they can be, so why do they have to be satisfied with temporary and false delusions?"

"The gods and demons are clearly here, they are the objective laws of nature, so why can't you understand this?!"

And facing this furious roar.

Standing in front of that ancient skeleton, Su Zhou did not reply.

In the center of this ninety-nine-story high formation platform, in this eternal formation that had not been worn down for four hundred thousand years, he stared at this human skeleton in front of him, posing with a fist clenched at the sky and embracing all living beings.

Then, the youth stretched out his hand and took the 'Prison Suppressing Demon Subduing Iron' from the embrace of this extremely strong skeleton, which still gave people a feeling of eternal and unyielding.

The touch of the spiritual divine iron was not like real metal, but like some kind of biological material, tough, elastic, and possessing the kind of hardness that could remain intact and immortal no matter what kind of attack it encountered or what kind of force it endured, and would never be damaged.

Su Zhou's power was so great that even if Celestial Astral Gold and Fire Spirit Rock Iron fell into his hands, he would probably be able to knead them into a twisted mass of broken slag with all his strength, but the Prison Suppressing Demon Subduing Iron was different. No matter how hard the youth tried, he had a feeling that he could deform it if he 'applied a little more force', but when he really applied more force, there was no feedback.

A mist-like fluorescent light lingered around the divine iron, and the vast and endless demon-subduing Qi was held tightly in Su Zhou's palm.

And just as the youth gently took the demon-subduing iron from the skeleton's embrace, he vaguely heard a voice.

【You… will you choose to protect all living beings in the world?】

Vaguely, such a voice could be heard.

The tone was the same as the previous illusion, and the tone was tired with a trace of expectation.

However, this time, Su Zhou did not give the other party the answer they really wanted.

Clenching the divine iron, with his back to Han Shiling and the silent Nan Zhengkai, the youth opened his mouth lightly and said seriously: "I won't—I'm just a passerby, someone who just happens to see an injustice, how can I protect the living beings of this Tianyuan Realm?"

"This is a job that someone else wants to do. I won't steal his work."

After speaking.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zhou turned his head.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Nan Zhengkai, who had already begun to climb the steps of the high platform.

The two were one up and one down, one overlooking and one looking up.

Su Zhou looked down at Nan Zhengkai, and the Chief looked up, staring at the Divine Bird Zhuzhou.

The cyan-purple spiritual pupils met the scarlet eyes.

——No need to say more.

Because they firmly believed that they were correct and perfect, and that the other party was an enemy that could not be convinced at all, they did not need any debate or any communication, and could directly start fighting.

Boom!

Suddenly, accompanied by the sudden thunder, with the two facing each other as the center, an invisible Qi machine began to unfold and spread in the center of the core platform of this former evil-subduing formation, like a hurricane blowing away the surrounding vengeful spirits.

Looking down at the ground from the distant high sky, one could see that in the south of Nanzhou Prefecture, in the center of the Prison Sea Despair, in the forbidden area that was eternally shrouded in black mist, a huge cloud sea vortex began to slowly roll, and gusts of wind were whistling, rippling in the lightning that fell.

And in the center, there was a solemn voice, ringing out calmly.

"What I want to do, what I can do, what I should do, and what I want to do."

"It's nothing more than drawing my sword and clenching my fists against those things, people, things, and any ridiculous gods and demons that I can't stand."

Saying so, and facing the enemy who had appeared on his own initiative, without even needing him to look for them, Su Zhou suddenly smiled.

His eyes were very bright, even flashing with dazzling light. The youth laughed loudly and said: "Innovation is not inviting people to dinner, it's not gentle and affectionate."

"I always want to make people better—but before that, I should also destroy something."

At this moment.

Accompanied by the dazzling firelight, Su Zhou drew the Death Exterminating Blade from his personal space.

Accompanied by the shining Zhengyang (Upright Yang) like the sun in the sky, Nan Zhengkai raised the Qingxiao (Azure Sky) Zhengyang Ruler.

——Whirr!

The sound of the blade rang out, and the ruler vibrated.

Like a metal symphony, and like a phoenix singing loudly.

At this moment, Han Shiling, who was also a peak Zhenren, but whose strength was far inferior to the two, could sense that a blue scorching sun, releasing the meaning of an endless torrent of humanity, was pressing down with a mountain-like momentum, as if the sky was collapsing.

But what this scorching sun had to face was a crimson-gold blade light that was sharper, hotter, more angry, and more destructive!

——The Death Extingu