"Hahaha, Master? Bullshit Master! Even if Primordial himself stood before me, I would still face him just like this!" Jiang Ziya laughed maniacally, his body emitting a pale blue Divine Tao flame, "See this! These are the things passed down to me by The Divine Clan: rules, magic, Divine Skills... Everything, I am no longer like a pauper receiving charity from Primordial. With this Divine Tao inheritance, I too can transcend and become a Saint, Immortal!"

"Do you think by abandoning the Taoist way and giving up all the Taoist Divine Skills, you can remove the hat of a Taoist traitor and escape the Taoist pursuit?" Man Niu's eyes blazed with anger, "If it weren't for your reckless snatching of the Divine Beating Whip as well as those thousands of Spiritual Treasures and Spiritual Objects, would Pangu's Great Thousand World be destroyed so easily in the Great Destruction? You are the sinner, the sinner of our Taoist way, the sinner of the entire Pangu's Great Thousand World!"

"Shut your mouth!" Jiang Ziya shouted fiercely: "If it wasn't for the Saints of East and West scheming against each other, planning, and Hong Jun, the old scum, allowing it to happen, do you think the Great Destruction would have come so early? Just because you didn't have enough Spiritual Treasures and Spiritual Objects to seal the grinder of world-destroying, you push all the blame onto my head! Haha, Heavenly Dao Saint, Tao Ancestor... Bullshit, all fucking bullshit!"

"Right and wrong, future generations will pass judgment, it's not for a traitor like you to comment!" Man Niu's words were cold and ferocious: "If it were my true body here, I would definitely kill you, make you disintegrate into ashes!"

"Hahaha, then I will kill you, this offspring, first, and destroy you, a soul fragment, so it's not in vain for me to call you 'brother'!" Jiang Ziya, shameless as his name, took action the moment he spoke.

He held a longbow in his hand, his aura as vibrant as a rainbow, shooting out blinding golden Divine Arrows one after another.

The Sea of Death God roiled with Heavenly Thunder, brilliant golden light, and dazzling green sword radiance like lightning intertwined over the seabed area ten zhang above.

"Retreat, all of you retreat quickly!" Li Qingming's face changed slightly, signaling the people behind him to retreat quickly.

He had not expected that after Jiang Ziya tore off all pretenses and discarded all obsessions, his Cultivation had actually improved. The power of these arrows was unparalleled, and any slight carelessness would likely damage the Primordial Spirit.

"Fellow Daoist, hold on, I'll deal with this shameless villain!" Li Qingming's true Primordial Spirit immediately manifested, controlling his Cultivation to be at the same realm as Jiang Ziya. He floated up into the air with the Qiankun Tripod over his head, flew to Man Niu's side, and threw him hundreds of zhang away.

"Whoosh~~ Whoosh~~"

At the same time, several rainbows had already charged toward Li Qingming, heavily bombarding the protective light shield cast by the Qiankun Tripod.

The massive impact stirred up the thousands of strands of Qing light from the Qiankun Tripod, creating ripples one after another. The seabed sand and stone, which was suspected to be flat land with nothing on it, was torn apart by several deep ravines.

The turbid water over the broken seabed surged, the earth split apart, presenting an apocalyptic scenario.

"I'll stand here and be your living target, you really think we're easy to bully, huh?" Li Qingming looked coldly at Jiang Ziya, who was about to draw his bow and shoot again, pointing with one hand above his head, the clear Qiankun Ruler appeared out of nowhere in the waters above.

"Overwhelm the Heavenly Vault, Qiankun Ruler, go!" He shouted loudly, pouring the Yuqing True Essence frantically into the Qiankun Ruler. His shout, like a thunderclap on a clear day, echoed throughout the entire battlefield, causing everyone's ears to ring painfully.

Jiang Ziya was also taken aback. He had long heard of the Qiankun Ruler and had even seen it with his own eyes from Randeng Buddha.

He was also very familiar with the formidable power of the Qiankun Ruler, which could split mountains and crack stones. Now seeing Li Qingming actually summoning the Qiankun Ruler, and that overwhelming, all too familiar Yuqing True Essence, if he still couldn't guess that Li Qingming also came from under the guidance of Chan Sect, then he might as well quit the game.

Watching Li Qingming warily, Jiang Ziya, who did not feel the Qiankun Ruler flying towards him, looked suspiciously at him for a while and asked, "Youngster, who is your Master? Where did this Qiankun Ruler come from, are you from Pangu's Great Thousand World? If you are..."

Just as Jiang Ziya was about to continue questioning, a huge white mountain rapidly expanded into being above his head. Then, it pressed down with the weight of ten thousand jun.

The terrifying energy fluctuation swept in all directions, and the Spiritual Energy Storm created by the impact made even the seabed under his feet tremble.

Jiang Ziya, who had been on guard, was breaking out in a cold sweat, and he had no chance to see clearly how the Qiankun Ruler actually reached above his head.

He quickly summoned a radiant umbrella, placing it overhead, channeling the Divine Tao power into the umbrella while flashing dozens of zhang to the side, returning to the front of Ziwei Palace disciples.

However, the Qiankun Ruler followed him like a shadow, just as Jiang Ziya flashed in front of his disciples, the glossy mountain pressed down.

Unable to dodge in time, Jiang Ziya had to collect dozens of disciples, whose Cultivation was at the Sub-Saint Middle Stage, into the umbrella and desperately shielded himself.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Qiankun Ruler pressed down as it wished, pounding hundreds of times, kicking up a storm of dust. The empty seabed was once again blasted into an abyss.

"Ah, save me!"

"No, Master, great master, save me..."

Jiang Ziya indeed preserved his own life and also saved just over sixty disciples with the highest Cultivation. But those disciples below the Sub-Saint Middle Stage were utterly unlucky; under the assault of the Qiankun Ruler, they didn't have even a trace of resistance.

They wailed in pain among the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the glaring crimson staining this pitch-black sea area. The dense stench of blood spread for thousands of miles, the odor reaching the skies.

Watching the tragic fate of his disciples, Jiang Ziya was furious. He glared at Li Qingming, teeth gritted, and said, "Youngster, you've angered me now!"

Li Qingming watched Jiang Ziya coldly and said, "What does it matter if you're enraged? A traitor from the Chan Sect, even if you've become a Saint, you're still rubbish!"

"Rubbish? Hahaha, rubbish!" Jiang Ziya burst into crazed laughter, and he took out a Green Blade Treasure Sword from his storage space, and after a loud shout, he pounced towards Li Qingming.

Li Qingming remained calm and collected. He stimulated the Nine-Turned Power within him, transforming into a small giant about thirty feet tall, holding a luminous long knife formed from the Qiankun Ruler. He shattered pieces of the sea's space and forcefully clashed with Jiang Ziya's Green Blade Treasure Sword.

Casting aside all else, filled only with irritation and indignation, Jiang Ziya's strength indeed greatly increased.

Beneath his feet were steps formed of illusion, and with every step he took in the void, a golden Divine Pattern would emerge, supporting his body as if looking at flowers in a dream, his figure flickering indefinitely in the blood-scented sea region. With each disappearance of his afterimage, he would flash into existence a few dozen meters away, leaving the Sea of Death God completely unable to capture his form.

Although Jiang Ziya's Taoist Method Body was no match for Li Qingming's Nine-Turned Golden Body, he was, after all, in the body of a Saint and had once been baptized by the Great Dao. Every outburst of his power was like the vast ocean, boundless and formidable.

Beneath the ten thousands fathom sea bed, the vast Primordial Energy fluctuated like a Tornado Storm engulfing the sky, with every inch of the water filled with the intense waves of their intersecting forces.

Jiang Ziya and Li Qingming, transformed into two dazzling streaks of light, shuttled back and forth in the water region, colliding, leaving behind one after another lingering shadow.

In the distance, the spectators were utterly disordered.

"After so many years, who would have thought that this beast, with its lowly qualities, actually cultivated to the Middle Saint stage!" Man Niu looked at the two figures darting above the sea with a pale, iron green face, his voice icy cold.

Yin Xi also nodded solemnly, saying, "Yes, after all, it's been two epochs, time has passed too long!"

"Junior Brother, I'm very curious! With your talent that is thousand times better than Jiang Ziya's, how could it be that after so many years, you've only cultivated to the Late Sub-Saint stage?" Man Niu turned his head to look at Yin Xi, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Hearing this, Yin Xi gave a bitter smile and began to recount his harrowing experience of being captured and rescued in detail.

"No wonder! Those Saints from the West did indeed go too far!" Man Niu gave a weird dry laugh, and said.

"Swoosh!"

Just then, a dazzling blue Sword Radiance shot from the direction of the battlefield, passing three feet in front of the spectators.

The peerlessly sharp Sword Radiance sliced through the seabed in an instant, creating a huge crack that continued endlessly for who knows how many miles, seemingly splitting the entire undersea world in two.

In the far distance, mountain ranges on the seabed horizon collapsed in an instant with the appearance of the Great Crack!

"Boom!"

Jiang Ziya halted in the midst of the sea region, looking at the peerless crack dodged by the Sword Radiance, with cold sweat breaking out on his back.

Li Qingming took advantage of the moment Jiang Ziya was stunned to give a fierce slap with his golden left hand, directly bombarding him deep into the seabed.

However, Jiang Ziya was after all a Saint, and he wouldn't be killed so embarrassingly with a single palm strike.

"Booming!"

The bottomless abyss of the seabed let out a hysterical howl, the seabed cracked in an instant, with countless sands and stones swept up by the furious energy. Soon after, a massive figure emerged through the cracks of the seabed, his whole body flickering with the brilliant golden light of tens of thousands of Divine Patterns, towering even higher than Li Qingming's Nine-Turned Golden Body.

This was a colossal figure in golden yellow, with resplendent Divine Patterns crawling all over his skin. His muscular body, thirteen to fourteen zhang tall, radiated a fierce and dominating power!

Clearly, Jiang Ziya had also activated a Divine Skill very similar to the Nine-Turned Golden Body!

Looking down on Li Qingming from on high, Jiang Ziya spoke in a voice that was soft but thunderous, "Junior, ever since inheriting this Divine Golden Body, I have never had the chance to use it! Today, I shall use your blood as a sacrifice to temper my Golden Body!"

"Swoosh…"

Li Qingming, his War Blood already burning, didn't care about what he was saying, and directly threw an unrivaled Sword Radiance at him. He let out a piercing scream, attacking with all his might towards Jiang Ziya's giant form.

The sea region was wildly stirred!

The profound seabed continued to collapse!

Two great powers of equivalent strength at the Middle Saint stage, contending against each other, causing the whole heaven and earth to tremble violently, as if the end of days had come. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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