The Eternal God Emperor and the Demon Ancestor

Chapter 38 Battle Against the Powerful

The Xuan Tian War God's purple-gold holy armor was stained with stardust, and his blood-red spear stretched across the star field, its tip gleaming coldly but not yet unleashed. Yet, Ming De casually slapped the spear shaft with a single palm strike. A tremendous force surged forth, and the War God's body was thrown back a thousand feet like a meteor. Amidst the tremors of the star field, Ming De spoke with a faint smile: "Xuan Tian War God, your combat power is not so impressive after all. It seems the title of the Thirteen War Gods of the Undying Blood Clan is nothing more than this."

This person is the ancestor of the Xuantian tribe, one of the ten major tribes of the Undying Blood Clan. He ranks among the top of the thirteen war gods of the Undying Blood Clan. His cultivation level is already at the late stage of the Great Freedom Boundless Realm. His divine path of overturning heaven and earth has traversed the Hell Realm for hundreds of thousands of years.

After Mingde suppressed Qing Shou, the Grand Elder of the Temple of Death, the powerful forces of the Underworld were terrified and hurriedly dispatched the Xuan Tian War God to restrain Mingde. Previously, the Xuan Tian War God was engaged in a fierce battle with Xun Yangzi of the Tianquan Great World. Unexpectedly, Xun Yangzi withdrew without reason, so he rushed to the Taiwei Star Region to intercept this Confucian and Taoist powerhouse who broke through five realms in a single day.

"Mingde, back then you broke through five realms in a single day in the outer star field of Kunlun Realm. At the time, I thought it was just forcing growth and destroying your own foundation. Only after fighting you today do I realize how powerful your combat strength is." The God of War of Xuantian steadied his body, pointed his blood spear at Mingde, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Martial arts masters naturally have an edge over spiritual cultivators within the same realm. The latter can only bridge the gap by using formations, talismans, and illusions. Only when spiritual power reaches the 90th level of the Heavenly Perfection can this gap be completely erased. Yet, Mingde, relying solely on pure spiritual power and supplemented by Confucian and Taoist combat techniques, was able to directly suppress this martial arts master, who was at the late stage of the Great Freedom and Limitless Realm. Throughout history, perhaps only the Third Confucian Ancestor could have accomplished such a feat.

"Mysterious War God, I have heard that the Ice Emperor Xia Huangchao is your nephew." Mingde twirled the Heavenly Writing Brush in his hand, and ink mist swirled among the stars. They fought and talked at the same time. Their moves seemed fierce, but in fact, they both left room for maneuver. They both knew that they could not kill each other, and that the price they did not want to pay was not worth it. So this fight was just a show.

"Back then, he lost his position as the Lord of the Undying Temple because of the Kunlun Realm incident. You even personally stormed the Undying Temple to demand an explanation from the Bloodless Clan Chief. Is that true?"

The God of War Xuantian remained silent for a moment, then slashed his blood-red spear diagonally, deflecting the divine inscription swept by Mingde's brush. His heart was filled with mixed emotions. He had no particular grudge against the Heavenly Court. With the great calamity approaching, all living beings were vying for salvation, whether for their race or for themselves. Even ants were trying to survive. There was no absolute good or evil in the world.

In the past, he was a good friend of Biluozi, the strongest in the Kunlun Realm. He had even guided the Blood God of the Kunlun Realm in cultivation. However, as the Undying Blood Clan War God, protecting hundreds of millions of blood clansmen under his wings, he ultimately participated in the divine war to annihilate the Kunlun Realm for the sake of his clan. There were quite a few Kunlun Realm gods who died under his spear.

When Wen Mingde asked about Xia Huangchao, Xuan Tian War God felt even more regretful. His blood spear technique faltered slightly. Xia Huangchao was originally a prodigy nurtured by the Undying Blood Clan. Just like the current Blood God of War, he was being cultivated with the full resources of the Undying Blood Clan, who wanted to create a new world, like Xue Yintian and Yan Huanyu, to become the leader of the ten clans in the Hell Realm.

Xia Huangchao did not disappoint them. He broke through to the Boundless Realm in a short time. Before the God War 50,000 years ago, his cultivation had already surpassed that of the Xuan Tian War God. If the universe were to re-select the heavens now, he would surely have a place. However, during the God War 50,000 years ago, he chose love and friendship, and actually stood on the opposite side of the Hell Realm. He even let Ji Wang escape during the great battle, which angered the powerful beings of the Hell Realm.

The pro-war faction pressured the Undying Blood Clan to hand him over, intending to suppress and cripple his cultivation. Only after much negotiation between the clan leader and the Undying War God did he manage to declare himself the Ice Emperor and imprison him on Ice Emperor Star. Ultimately, the position of Palace Master of the Undying Temple fell into the hands of Qingmingpo of the Azure Blood Clan, leaving the older generation, including the Xuantian War God who supported the Phoenix Dynasty, feeling resentful.

"The clan leaders were foolish back then. Why should outsiders interfere in the affairs of the Undying Blood Clan?" The God of War Xuan Tian's tone was full of resentment. He suddenly exerted force with the blood spear in his hand, and the blood-colored spear light tore through the starry sky. "If Huang Chao had not gone to Kunlun Realm back then and had not met that Undying Bird, he would be the Temple Master now. With the resources of the Temple and his talent, he would probably have already broken through to the Undying Realm by now."

Mingde laughed and said, "Don't worry, War God Xuantian, your nephew won't stay on Ice Emperor Star forever."

Xuan Tian War God also said in a deep voice: "I also believe that he will not let me down. He cannot shirk the responsibility of the hundreds of millions of Xia clansmen."

Upon hearing this, Mingde laughed loudly. With a flourish of his writing brush, countless divine characters condensed from the stars and the sky. Some were in seal script, some in clerical script, some ancient, some modern. Each character contained the principles of the Great Dao. The ancient Dao, the supreme Dao, and the minor Dao of the mortal world intertwined. The divine characters flew through the sky like colorful butterflies and landed on the Xuan Tian War God's armor, where they exploded with a bang.

"You've truly mastered the essence of the Three Ancestors' divine script battle techniques!" The War God Xuantian exclaimed in praise, his essence blood gushing from his brow as he summoned the Xuantian Blood Tablet. As the Blood Tablet appeared, the blood energy surged across the star field, transforming into a crimson river spanning billions of feet. The surging waves annihilated all the divine scripts that filled the sky.

Mingde's brushstrokes shifted again, opening the heavens with a single stroke. The ink coalesced into a vast star field, a myriad of stars, large planets rising and falling, pressing down upon the Xuan Tian War God like a true cosmic dome. The Xuan Tian War God's eyes flashed with intense light, his fighting spirit soaring: "Well done!"

A blood-red monument hovered above his head, and nineteen pairs of crimson divine wings unfurled behind him, obscuring the entire starry sky. As the wings trembled, the profound mysteries of the Blood God's Heavenly Dao and the Path of the Spear permeated all directions. He thrust out the dark red blood spear in his hand, the divine light at the spear tip transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long crimson dragon. The dragon's roar shattered the galaxy, crashing directly into the star field evolved by Mingde. With a deafening roar, the vast star field was torn apart by the dragon's body, and countless stardust scattered like fine rain.

"The Confucian Ancestor's Strategy for Pacifying Heaven!"

With a low shout, Mingde used the starry sky as his paper and his spiritual thoughts as ink, his brushstrokes flowing like dragons and snakes, unfurling tens of thousands of divine characters across the cosmos into a magnificent text. The divine characters were solid, their Confucian and Taoist righteous spirit soaring to the heavens. Each character was as heavy as an ancient divine star, carrying the power to "pacify the heavens and suppress the universe," crashing headlong towards the Xuan Tian War God. This was the supreme divine power of Confucianism and Taoism, personally created by the Third Confucian Ancestor; a single magnificent text could pacify the heavens and suppress the universe.

The God of War, Xuantian, suddenly became serious, daring not to slacken in the slightest. His nineteen pairs of blood wings flapped in unison, the Xuantian Blood Stele hovered above his head, and billions of feet of blood energy surged into his body like a vast ocean, pushing his cultivation to its peak. He gripped his blood spear tightly and unleashed his self-created Heaven-Overturning Earth-Severing Divine Shadow Spear. The mysteries of the Blood God Heavenly Dao, the Blood Sea Heavenly Dao, and the Spear Dao on his body bloomed simultaneously, condensing twenty towering blood shadows in the star field. Each one was identical to his true self. The twenty blood shadows simultaneously unleashed their spears, and the countless spear shadows in the sky crashed into the Confucian Ancestor's Heaven-Suppressing Strategy.

The deafening roar reverberated throughout the Taiwei Starfield, and the entire starfield was wiped out in the collision, turning into a chaotic void.

After the smoke cleared, the Xuan Tian War God's face was ashen, his purple-gold holy armor was mostly shattered, and his divine body was covered with fine cracks. The righteous energy of Confucianism, which specifically countered evil and bloodlust, had actually penetrated his divine body, purifying most of his divine realm, and even shattering the divine path of the Overturning Heaven and Earth. He looked at Ming De, his tone full of amazement: "Ming De, your writing is even harder than the sword of the Sword Venerable of the Sword God Realm. The future fifth Confucian Ancestor of Confucianism is none other than you."

After saying that, he took out the Xuan Tian Blood Tablet, which had been charred black by the righteous energy, opened his mouth and inhaled, and all the essence blood of all the spirits contained in the tablet entered his stomach, and his pale face eased a little.

Mingde was also shaken. His Confucian robe fluttered slightly, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He wiped away the blood and said calmly, "The Heaven-Overturning and Earth-Severing Divine Path of the Xuantian War God is also extraordinary. It was able to break the Confucian Ancestor's Heaven-Pacifying Strategy."

On the other side of the star field, the battle was equally fierce. The ferocious deity of the Temple of Destiny, with a human body and a bull's head, his skeletal body covered in blood-red hair, his dozens of feet tall like an ancient beast, slashed out with twin bone blades in his hands, his ferocity overwhelming, directly slashing at the supreme leader of the Fengxian Cult in the Western Universe. The Fengxian Cult leader, clad in flowing green robes, with white beard and hair reaching his waist, held a white skull scepter shrouded in evil mist, thirteen skulls floating around him, his evil aura permeating the starry sky.

The Ferocious God Venerable hailed from the Bone Clan, one of the ten races of Hell. As the master of a palace within the Temple of Destiny, he possessed a vast amount of profound mysteries of destiny. Wielding twin bone blades, he unleashed divine light that pierced across the star field, directly severing the skull scepter of the Immortal Cult Master. Then, a Gate of Destiny materialized in his palm, unleashing boundless divine light that poured down like the collapse of the heavens and earth, suppressing the Immortal Cult Master. Unable to dodge, the Immortal Cult Master was struck directly by the divine light, his divine body shattering, blood splattering across the starry sky—he had suffered a severe injury.

"Old man Fengxian, you are already old and feeble, so easily defeated!" The ferocious god laughed, his voice shaking the starry river. "Today I will suppress you and take you back to the Temple of Destiny to face the judgment of fate!"

He wielded both bone blades simultaneously, and the Gate of Destiny, millions of miles high behind him, slowly opened. Divine mysteries converged at the blade tips, intending to deliver a fatal blow and capture the Immortal Lord. Fear flashed in the Immortal Lord's eyes. He opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of black mist, instantly engulfing the entire star field. The black mist blotted out the sun and sky, impenetrable even to spiritual detection. The Ferocious God Venerable was momentarily blinded. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the Immortal Lord used the Realm Escape Technique, his figure transforming into a streak of light, instantly escaping the star field.

"You cowardly coward!" The Fierce God Venerable dispersed the black mist and cursed angrily as he looked in the direction where the Immortal Cult Leader had fled. Just as he was about to give chase, a divine message suddenly entered his soul. Upon inspection, he found it was a message from the Kui Liang Emperor.

"Send me to assist the others in killing Mingde?" A shadowy glint flashed in the eyes of the Ferocious God Venerable as he swept across the star field battlefield, his gaze finally settling on the direction where Mingde and the Xuan Tian War God were fighting. "This Mingde is indeed worthy of his reputation; he can actually suppress Xuan Tian. This boy cannot be allowed to live."

As he pondered, he plunged into the void and sped toward the star field where the fierce battle was taking place.

At this moment, Mingde and the Xuantian War God were still locked in fierce combat. With each stroke of his writing brush, Confucian and Taoist supernatural powers emerged one after another: righteous energy, divine battle formations, and star field evolutions—each move was sharp and fierce. The Xuantian War God was exhausted from dealing with them; his purple-gold holy armor was already riddled with holes. He cursed inwardly, "We agreed to stop when we reached a point, to just play along and go through the motions. You keep unleashing these supernatural powers. Is your spiritual power inexhaustible?"

Although Mingde's moves were not fatal, he could not withstand the continuous attacks. Xuantian War God had no choice but to activate Xuantian Blood Tablet, constantly absorbing essence blood to protect his body and forcefully withstand wave after wave of impact.

Just then, a black divine light suddenly pierced through the void, striking Mingde directly in the back of the heart. The divine light contained the profound mysteries of the Great Luo Heavenly Dao and the Dao of Death of the Rakshasa Clan, and was insidious and ruthless, with no way to avoid it.

"You cowardly coward, how dare you ambush me!" Mingde's Confucian robe billowed, and a vast expanse of righteous energy surged forth like a boundless ocean, colliding head-on with the black divine light. The divine light shattered instantly. He turned and glared at the void, his voice shaking the stars, "Come out!"

Fortunately, he had taken precautions. There were quite a few gods in the underworld whose conduct was morally questionable, and with a bunch of good teammates in the heavenly realm, he had to be extra careful before going into battle.

His spiritual power was only one step away from the ninth level of the Heavenly Perfection realm. He was a perfect blend of Confucianism and Taoism. If he was on guard, even a Heavenly Perfection expert would find it difficult to launch a sneak attack.

"Mingde truly lives up to his reputation as a legendary figure who broke through five realms in a single day. My Luo Zu Annihilation Light was easily neutralized by you." The void distorted, and a tall figure slowly walked out, covered in black battle armor. Rakshasa divine power surged around him, causing the Milky Way to flow backward. His cultivation level was already at the late stage of the Great Freedom Boundless Realm.

Mingde's gaze swept over Luo Ding, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips: "Who do we have here? It's Ancestor Ding. Old man Luo Ding, instead of guarding your Ancestor Ding Mountain in the Boundless Divine Sea, you've come to the Taiwei Star Region to ambush me. Are you tired of living?"

When Xuan Tian War God saw Luo Ding appear, his eyes were full of confusion. He held his blood spear horizontally and said, "Luo Ding, why are you here? Shouldn't you be guarding the Boundless Divine Sea with Xuan Gu Nine-Eyed Dragon God?"

This time, the Hell Realm sent troops to the Taiwei Starfield, but did not invite the Tianluo Divine Kingdom of the Rakshasa Clan. Instead, they invited the Zongmu Divine Venerable of the Dishang Divine Kingdom and the Yuegu Jun of the Yuegu Divine Kingdom, among others.

Luo Ding remained expressionless, his voice as firm as metal: "It was the Human Clan Chief who personally invited me here. He was blocked in the Void World by the Heavenly Realm's Koro. The war in the Taiwei Star Region has dragged on for too long, which is disadvantageous to our Hell Realm. I have come here to lend you a hand and help you capture Mingde."

"Hahaha, it seems I've arrived just in time!"

A rough laugh echoed from the void, and the ferocious god stepped out with a body tens of feet tall. His gaze fell on the disheveled Xuan Tian War God, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "Xuan Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to be unable to even defeat a junior. The title of the Thirteen War Gods of the Undying Blood Clan is probably going to be ruined in your hands."

Upon hearing this, the War God Xuantian's old face flushed crimson, a surge of anger rising to his head. He cursed, "Fierce and terrifying! You old codger, it's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering! Is Mingde someone to be trifled with? If you have the ability, then go and fight him yourself. I want to see what you, the God of Destiny, can do to him!"

The titles of the Thirteen War Gods of the Undying Blood Clan are the glory of the entire Undying Blood Clan, and no outsider is allowed to make any objections. He has a long-standing feud with the Ferocious God Venerable. If they were not both from the Hell Realm camp, they would have already turned against each other and started a civil war. Now, he has been publicly belittled by him. How can he tolerate this?

Having said that, the War God Xuantian simply gave up, ignoring the two men's murderous gazes. He raised his hand, summoning a blood-red temple, and stepped inside in a flash. Why would he be foolish enough to join forces with these two old geezers? Xiong Hai was known for his vengeful nature, and Luo Ding was cunning and calculating; the two of them had too many tricks up their sleeves, and who knew how they would scheme against him? It was better to sit back and watch them fight, to see how they dealt with this supreme Confucian and Taoist master.

The temple gates were tightly shut. The God of War of Xuantian sat in the main seat of the temple, coldly watching the three people confronting each other in the star field through the light screen of the temple. He filled his palm with blood wine and waited for the show to begin.

Mingde stood in the center of the star field, holding the Heavenly Writing Brush horizontally, surrounded by a righteous aura. Facing the late-stage Great Freedom and Boundless Ancestor and the peak Great Freedom and Fierce God Venerable, he showed no fear, but his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

The starry sky of the Taiwei Starfield became increasingly oppressive due to the confrontation between these three powerful figures, and an earth-shattering battle was about to break out.