Chapter Thirty: The Devil God Arrives

  The sky is high and unknown in its vastness, the earth is thick and unknown in its depth, everywhere filled with a vast and mysterious aura.

  The sky above the vast and majestic mountains has suddenly become heavy, the originally light and agile clouds have been dyed with a layer of indelible gloom, the air is filled with deathly silence, as if the clouds were to thicken just a bit more, they would fall from the nine heavens.

  Look closely, on that patch of black clouds, densely packed with terrifying and ferocious corpses, oh, saying corpses might not be right, because their dark green eyes all revealed a bloodthirsty and murderous intent.

  In the center of the dark cloud, however, was a small palace emitting a faint golden light. The all-milky-white building looked so helpless and fragile in front of this thick blackness.

  But it is this faint light that can stubbornly block the endless darkness, just like fireflies in the dark night, although tiny, but the darkness cannot swallow them.

  Pan Wang and the others thought they could take down their prey in no time, but ten minutes have passed and the zombies still can't get close to their target. They can only rely on the massive corpse energy to slowly devour the golden light outside the palace.

  "Too slow, too slow!" Pan Wang roared in anger, he could clearly feel several massive auras approaching, but was powerless to do anything about it. His own strength had been absorbed into the devouring, and now he could only hope that the reinforcements would arrive late, allowing him to break through his prey's defenses quickly.

  His originally cold face became even more gloomy, as if they had never done anything smoothly in their lives. Now, at this critical moment, another mistake occurred. Although the target was right in front of them, no matter how hard they tried, they could only slowly approach it like a turtle crawling on land. It's easy to imagine how suffocating he felt.

  Suddenly, the zombies who had been frantically rushing forward stopped in their tracks.

  Pan Wang and Jiang Chen, the two quasi-saints, suddenly lifted their heads, only to see a gigantic fan pressing down on them from the sky. The fan's surface was covered with starry patterns, and each of the twinkling stars shone with a silvery light as they slowly moved into position. Every movement contained the mysterious rules of the 365 celestial bodies of the Zhou Tian, making one's head spin with dizziness.

  It was almost an instant thing, Chang'e and the Floating Cloud Palace were sucked away by the Star Flute, but the dark clouds couldn't react at all.

  "Who dares to be so bold, I'm a zombie clan's business, also dare to intervene!" Pan Wang saw that his own younger brother was locked up by the power of the stars and couldn't move, and the prey that was about to fall into his hands had flown away. In anger, he punched the sky and thought of his master's terrifying methods. Two quasi-saints who hadn't reacted for billions of years also showed a bright sorrow...

  Pan Wang's fist produced a virtual shadow nearly a hundred miles in diameter, covered with filthy blood energy, and a foul odor quickly spread out.

  Just saved Chang'e, the Purple Emperor was suddenly fumigated and rolled his eyes, that fist shadow was powerful enough to shake the sky, but it couldn't move the Purple Emperor's Star Chime Fan, a divine fan empowered by the power of the Heavenly Bodies, its might almost rivaling that of the Pre-Heavenly Treasure!

  BOOM!!

  A bloody energy fiercely smashed onto the surface of countless stars, struggled twice in desperation, and then transformed into a blood cloud that dispersed. The star fan only shattered a few stars, but soon re-condensed with the power of the stars.

  Pan Wang struck without success and returned, exchanging a glance with General Chen beside him, nodding to each other, and then like two hunting leopards, they suddenly charged into the sky.

  "Hum! You insolent clown, dare you be so presumptuous before me?"

  "Received!" Ziwu Emperor coldly hummed, recalling the Ziwu Star Fan. The stars that filled the sky instantly disappeared, revealing a majestic dragon robe, with starlight flashing behind him - Ziwu Emperor!

  In the vast expanse, the immortal path and mortal men are a great divide. The Golden Immortal of Mahārāja and ordinary immortals are another divide. And for Mahārāja to break through to Quasi-Sainthood is as difficult as breaking through the mysterious gate of life and death.

  As for the final quasi-sage and sage-level, it's not something that ordinary immortals can imagine. What is a quasi-sage? It means that one's own cultivation has reached the level of a sage, but they are unable to entrust their primordial spirit to the Heavenly Dao like a sage, with infinite magical powers, undying and indestructible. In other words, the biggest difference between a sage and a quasi-sage is that a sage has infinite magical powers, while a quasi-sage's powers have a limit.

  It can be imagined that the quasi-saints are equally powerful. Among the quasi-saints known in the Primordial Era, there is the Jade Emperor of the Thirty-Third Heaven, the Human Sovereign Fuxi in the Fire Cloud Cave outside the sky, and the Earth Emperor Hou Tu in the reincarnation secret realm of the Nine Nether Abyss. The last one, who is also a quasi-saint rarely known to people in the Primordial Era, is the Purple Emperor Ziwei!

  Pan Wang and Jiang Chen are just quasi-saints, and they're not even particularly powerful ones. To challenge the majesty of a saint is simply absurd!

  Zi Wei Emperor slowly brought the Floating Cloud Palace into the Star Chime Fan, unhurriedly stretching out a pair of pale hands, and coldly spat out a single word: "Suppress!"

  The sky, which had been dark and oppressive, suddenly became violent. The bodies of Pan Wang and Jiang Chen were instantly bound by a powerful force. As zombies, they were known for their physical strength, and with the addition of evil blood energy, they possessed astonishing combat power. Now that their bodies were trapped, the two could only let out angry roars despite having a strong physique.

  Underneath, billions of little zombies, at the moment when the star-flapping fan was withdrawn, suddenly rioted, but unexpectedly, a fierce inferno suddenly burst into flames below. Although the zombies jumped out of the six paths and were not in the five elements, the inferno was known as the Zhou Tian, burning everything without exception, including the zombies. On the contrary, the filthy blood on their bodies was the best fuel for the inferno!

  The sky was soon dyed a deep blue by the dark flames, and the zombies let out anguished wails as they struggled, but were unable to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

  A dark and solemn figure and a person wearing a golden yellow Taoist robe slowly emerged from the air, one holding a human book with infinite majesty, and the other grasping a judge's pen with elegance. The handsome face had a smile on it. It was none other than the Ghost Emperor of Ye Du and the divided body of Lu Pan.

  "A group of ants, what a joke!" Yin Heng sneered with a cold smile. As for these creatures that defied the cycle of reincarnation, Gui Di was the one he hated the most!

  In no time, countless zombies were burned to ashes by the flames of industry. The wind blew and they turned into smoke and dust that scattered across the sky. They had been pretending to be turtles all along, hiding and sneaking around, but before people could even recognize their zombie clan, they were ruthlessly wiped out. This shows how tragic the fate of the weak was in ancient times.

  "Three Daoist friends are indeed much faster than me!" A bright and clear voice came from the sky, a man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, holding the human killing sword Xuan Yuan, with a stern face flew over.

  Lu Pan smiled faintly: "Xuan Yuan's Deep Fire Cloud Cave is far away, and the journey is long, but it's not much slower than us."

  Zi Wei Da Di listened to the three great avatars chattering away, and a few black lines fell from his head: "I'm telling you, you have time to chat with yourself, it's better to hurry up and help me slaughter these two beasts, and think about how to rescue myself!"

  Just then, Pan Wang and Jiang Chen exchanged a strange smile. The four people's minds were on high alert, but they didn't have time to react. They only saw the two men's bodies suddenly swell up, their violent aura forming a huge whirlpool. The bloody smell that came rushing in made even Yan Du and Lu Pan, who were used to the carnage of hell, furrow their brows.

  "With my blood, I offer to your soul, the vast and endless road, a promise that will be kept. With my soul, I call upon your spirit, the majestic master, eternal and forever!" The two of them seemed to have gone mad, crazily chanting words that no one could understand. Each time they chanted, their vital energy grew stronger, until the ninth repetition, when their vital energy almost reached the level of a quasi-sage!

  However, to the surprise of the four people, the expected storm did not arrive. Instead, at the last moment, the two men were calm and composed, their eyes light and cloudless, as if they had seen through the worldly dust like a high monk, only smiling slightly at the four: "My lord has arrived."

  With that said, his already exhausted body suddenly exploded with a loud "BOOM!!"

  "Damn it! Self-destruct!" Yingdu cursed and quickly took out the human book "Book of Life and Death", protecting all four split bodies under the power of reincarnation.

  Even if the quality of the book is not low, it was also blown up by the power of these two quasi-saints, and it couldn't help but tremble. The four people inside were even more so, and the usually calm Emperor Ziwu felt like his eyes were seeing stars, and his stomach was churning non-stop.

  But that's not all, originally thought that Pan Wang and the two were desperate to survive, so they blew themselves up and died. Who knew that the violent energy released by the explosion didn't disperse, but instead gathered together in a strange and rapid manner.

  Very soon, at the place where the two self-destructed, a virtual shadow was formed by energy. Looking closely, it can be seen that it is a beautiful woman with a slender figure, but her face is blurry and cannot be discerned.

  What shocked the four people the most was that this woman's cultivation was off the charts. The Purple Emperor, a quasi-saint level being, could clearly feel the terror emanating from her, which was not inferior to their own master, the Original Heaven Venerate! However, she didn't have the aura of the Heavenly Way on her body, and wasn't a saint of the Honghuang Heavenly Way.

  "Primordial Demon God!?" One word at a time, the voice of Emperor Ziwei was exceptionally heavy, and his heart also chilled by half. Alas!