Summit of the Old Gods

North Wind remembers, it was years ago in the human world of Da Xia, Beifeng City.

The disciples under the door had a conflict, the specific reason... seemed to be a dispute over the Divine Weapon Domain?

Such trivial matters, Lord God certainly would not have a deep impression, the key was that this incident attracted another deity - Immortal Sheep!

In order to protect this female disciple of the North Wind... no! It was to protect an Immortal Sheep Believer, Immortal Sheep Shadow specifically descended into the city to plead for the believer.

North Wind also remembers, considering Immortal Sheep's humble and smiling demeanor, he showed great mercy and spared the lowly human ants.

Unexpectedly, the root of disaster was buried deep at that moment.

The insignificant human, who once knelt before him begging for mercy, now transformed and stood before him as a stone sculpture on this battlefield of the Highest Heaven.

Once, just a casual wave of his hand could take her life...

Now, she gripped a broken blade, her eyes fierce, staring intensely at him.

Whose believer had she become?

Immortal Sheep?

It was unknown, this female disciple was expelled from the sect, taken away by the human disciple previously protected by Immortal Sheep.

Could all this be the trick of Immortal Sheep?

Turning humans into stone sculptures to replace God Demons... how could this be possible?

Immortal Sheep coexisted with God Demons for so long, everyone knew its limitations, if Immortal Sheep truly possessed such abilities, it would have long been the sole ruler.

Certainly wouldn't be timid and weak as it is now, without a word, far from the core leadership layer...

Evidently, even if Deng Yuxiang personally stood before North Wind, Lord God still felt it was unbelievable.

If he didn't recognize this person, it would not matter, but North Wind indeed had a sliver of impression of this woman.

Aware of how base and humble she used to be.

How she managed to survive under his feet by sheer luck.

"You, how did you become like this?" North Wind looked at the existence similar in physique and material to him, unable to resist questioning.

"Heh." Deng Yuxiang let out a cold laugh, her body ignited in raging flames, endless wind blades sprayed out.

"Where did you get the North Wind Divine Skill? How did you acquire techniques from another sect?" North Wind immediately raised his hand, hundreds of wind blades scattered.

The gap between Heavenly Grade techniques and Divine Grade techniques was naturally significant, but Deng Yuxiang's blazing body compensated for the lack of output.

In the confrontation of wind blades, she even slightly had the upper hand.

"Whew~"

North Wind's expression suddenly changed, with wind waves wrapped around his body, he quickly shifted sideways.

Accompanied by a ripple of Divine Power, a charm shadow appeared where North Wind had stood, its sharp claw segment grasping emptily.

North Wind sharply turned his head, seeing again that woman who came without a shadow, gone without a trace.

"You only remember her, not me?"

Usually taciturn Yan Shuangzi, rarely spoke on the battlefield.

She, too, once had sharp eyes like Deng Yuxiang, but now her temperament had changed greatly, and an uncontrollable viciousness surged from her heart.

The previously fierce gaze, now more aptly described as "sinister and ferocious".

That extremely malevolent and brutal aura even made the gods somewhat fearful.

If replaced by entities with lower Realm strength, there might be no battle at all, the Evil Shadow Guardian merely needed to stand there, weak creatures could not even muster a thought of resistance.

The prey would likely cry and beg for mercy, or plead for a quick death, avoiding further cruel torment.

"You, who are you..." North Wind's expression grew increasingly unsightly.

He had been paying close attention to this woman wearing a bamboo hat and cloaked in straw since the beginning of the battle.

After all, this woman was the true deity, her threat far surpassed that of the discarded disciple of the North Wind.

But North Wind never thought he recognized this person.

Hearing the woman's words at this moment...

For a moment, North Wind was somewhat dazed, suddenly recalling something.

After all, incidents where the gods crafted and opened Divine Ruins in the human world occurred only once every few years or even decades.

The last time he crafted a Divine Ruins in the city, the one who ultimately succeeded and entered seemed to be this woman before him?

North Wind's eyes narrowed!

The more he looked at Yan Shuangzi, the more astonished he felt.

Indeed, this human woman... was once a disciple under his door?!

Moreover, a standout among the young generation within the North Wind Sect.

After entering the Holy Spirit Mountain, if she had sufficient fortune, she might ascend to the Heavenly Realm in ten or twenty years, reentering his view.

Like that Peak Master of Sword Ridge Peak, reaching the Heavenly Realm Battlefield, driven by him.

Countless human ants struggled for life and death in the mountain, advancing non-stop, all for the day they could ascend the Heavenly Realm, ultimately kneeling as servants and protectors before the gods.

This was the fate of the Human Clan!

The highest honor believers could achieve by exhausting all their possessions, even their entire lives.

North Wind didn't expect that this standout, whom he personally cast into Holy Spirit Mountain, would also betray the sect.

Instead of gratitude for his favor and cultivation, this person raised the butcher's knife towards the god she once devoutly worshiped!

"Crunch!!"

The tearing sound was crisp.

In a battlefield of this caliber, there's no room for the slightest distraction?

North Wind was somewhat dazed, and failed to dodge in time, having his defensive apparel, Shattering Wind Armor, torn by the Evil Shadow Guardian's sharp claws.

"Rebel..."

The word "disciple" was stuck in his throat, North Wind forcibly swallowed it.

Questions echoed due to the current situation exceeding North Wind's understanding, facing a human disciple he had once seen, he couldn't resist.

But the raging anger within, he had to contain.

The situation outweighs sentiment!

"Why are the disciples doing this?" North Wind's expression was extremely grim, his words and attitude were quite awkward, "What goals do you wish to achieve? I will help you as your master."

"Huff!!"

Suddenly, a tornado enveloped the North Wind Divine Sculpture.

"Heh." Deng Yuxiang reached out, pushing the Sea-piercing Flame towards the storm's center, "You're truly having a hard time."

North Wind, accustomed to being lofty and ruling over all as a deity, was forced to say such submissive words to the servants beneath him—it was indeed challenging for him.

"You were once disciples under my sect!" North Wind wielded his blade, breaking through the wind, swiftly darting out of the storm, "I bestowed upon you Divine Technique, gave you the path to cultivation and improvement, protected your families and homes!

Now, do you think this is right, given everything your master has done?"

Yan Shuangzi: ???

Deng Yuxiang almost laughed from exasperation.

How could there be such shamelessness in the world?

To survive, has he truly abandoned all dignity?

North Wind desperately dodged, taking the opportunity: "People of Da Xia understand the Three Guidelines and Five Principles, they know how to honor teachers and follow the path!"

North Wind naturally realized that battles everywhere had concluded, also saw unfamiliar stone sculptures watching solemnly, and his attitude changed repeatedly.

"Whatever grievances you have, you can discuss them with your master! If you want to unite the Three Realms, your master can help you!"

"Faceless Jade Venerable is still coveting your homeland, she will trample your hometown, causing your clans to perish!"

"I can assist you in gaining power more swiftly! Reduce your losses, help you recruit other gods and demons, and provide allegiance..."

"Kneel." Deng Yuxiang suddenly spoke.

North Wind's expression froze, he looked incredulously at Deng Yuxiang: "You...what did you say?"

Deng Yuxiang showed no emotion, holding the broken blade and pointing downward, his voice hoarse and chilling:

"Kneel."

North Wind: !!!

To survive, verbal submission was already the limit.

Such a demand, such humiliation, was entirely unacceptable to North Wind.

If it were other gods or demons, it might be tolerable, but to have once-kneeling human ants under his feet now making him kneel beneath hers...

"Swoosh~"

In that moment of distraction, Yan Shuangzi had already reached behind North Wind, the prisoner demon lock in her hand snapping towards his neck.

"Despicable! Bastard!!"

North Wind completely lost his composure, the compromises he was forced to make built up an overwhelming fury within him.

As he leaned forward to dodge, the Fourth Rank Divine Weapon Blade in hand violently resonated, a storm bursting forth.

Yan Shuangzi equally leaned forward, extending her arms, just as she was about to bind North Wind, a gale swept over!

The tornado rose suddenly!

It did not directly envelop a place but was spreading from North Wind's Divine Weapon Blade.

"Whoosh~~~"

The speed at which the tornado expanded was rapid, its scale increasingly larger! From an ordinary tornado connecting heaven and earth, it quickly transformed into a giant tornado engulfing an entire realm.

No matter if they were god-demon henchmen or Divine and Evil Sculptures, it made no difference.

Even the collapsed Divine Mountain was set to be thoroughly encompassed by the ever-expanding tornado.

Conversely, the location where one god and one blade were positioned was utterly calm.

It genuinely felt like they were in the "eye of the storm," didn't it?

North Wind did not linger within it, having no heart to enjoy the tranquility.

He soon ended the Divine Weapon Domain; the momentum of the storm had already arisen and would grow increasingly fierce, enough to affect all beings!

North Wind directly plunged into the terrifying storm, seemingly intending to use the chaos to escape his death.

However, entering the violent storm also meant the Divine Technique·Wind Listening was greatly weakened.

The skill of sound positioning was nearly entirely effective!

It was at this moment that a tiny hidden figure appeared beside Lord North Wind's head—Lu Ran!

His robe fluttering in the wind, short hair in disarray, clothed in a pure white feather outfit that rustled loudly!

The relentless roaring gale behind him brutally propelled the tiny Human Clan towards North Wind Divine Sculpture's temple.

"Shatter!" Lu Ran's eyes turned fierce, squeezing a word from between his teeth as he powerfully thrust forward with his blade.

Far away on Yan Paper God Mountain, a goddess statue draped in a Big Red Robe quietly gazing afar, the exquisite phoenix crown on her head once again emitted a gentle sound.

"Jingle~"

"Sizzle!" At the tip of the Eight Desolate Blade, a brilliant light suddenly flared!

As its master thrust forward, the blade's tip cracked open into a web-like pattern spreading outward.

A lone blade breaking through myriad obstacles, a piercing point fragmenting the sky dome.

Eight Desolate Blade Third Divine Weapon Domain·One Blade Opens Heaven!

"Crunch!"

This strike could even pierce through the stone sculptures of Divine Demon, not to mention the Divine Grade Defense Techniques whose defensive power was far less than the stone sculptures themselves?

The Shattering Wind Armor immediately cracked into lines of fragmentation, though it did not break entirely.

An A4 paper will not overall tear apart due to the jab of an embroidery needle. Yet, the needle can penetrate this paper!

Lu Ran's hand was filled with Fierce Heavenly Power!

The extremely sharp Eight Desolate Blade tip not only traversed the Shattering Wind Armor but also pierced through North Wind Divine Sculpture's stone skin, cruelly stabbing into his temple.

Like splitting bamboo.

North Wind's complexion drastically changed!

In the violently howling, intensely chaotic storm, neither the piercing of Shattering Wind Armor nor the lonely word muffled within the youth's mask caught North Wind's attention.

Frantic to escape, he continued to try to discern whether any Divine and Evil Sculptures were chasing nearby.

Yet, once the thin and small "embroidery needle" penetrated his stone skin, an intense energy surged within his skull, causing his expression to drastically shift!

As Lord God's focus zeroed in, the gale whistling past his ears faintly delivered the harsh words of the tiny youth:

"My sister told you to kneel, can't you hear?"

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