Chapter 1838: The Mighty Deity

"You're a fake!"

The voice clanged like metal striking metal; the "deity's" face was utterly devoid of emotion.

Zhang Xuan, in his eyes, was no different from a dead man.

As one who had descended from the heavens, being fooled by a native of the lower realm into not distinguishing truth from falsehood—if word got out, it would be a disgrace to the point of death. In his heart, he must have accumulated a great deal of rage.

"Heh heh!"

Knowing that Chen Linghuang's acknowledgment of a master was his greatest trump card, and that he would never do such a thing, no matter how well disguised, there was still a flaw. Zhang Xuan gave an awkward laugh and grabbed at the air.

Whoosh!

The Dragonbone Divine Spear instantly appeared in his palm. He raised his brows, and with a thrust of the spear, it pierced through the air.

Zzzt!

The spear carried the power to extinguish time and space, infused with all of Zhang Xuan's strength—his physical body, his soul, and his true energy—perfectly concentrated together.

This strike, even Chen Linghuang could not block; he would be pierced through on the spot.

Since his identity had been exposed, he would strike first to see if he could kill this fellow.

If he couldn't kill him, he would at least seize the initiative.

Since the other party had been brought by Chen Linghuang's sacrifice and had now become his master, there was no room for turning back, and no need to play the good guy.

"Ha!"

Seeing his move, the "deity" let out a sneer, hands clasped behind his back, not dodging.

Hum!

The Dragonbone Divine Spear stabbed at his chest, but before it could reach him, it was blocked by a current of air, like a wooden sword striking iron armor—no effect, unable to advance a single inch.

Zhang Xuan's scalp tingled.

He had long known this fellow was powerful, but he hadn't expected him to be this formidable.

With mere protective true energy, he blocked Zhang Xuan's full-powered attack.

Crack! Crack!

In haste, he tried to withdraw the spear, but found that the space in front of the other's chest had shattered, and the spear seemed stuck in the fractured space, impossible to pull back.

Then, the Dragonbone Divine Spear's voice rang in his ear: "Master, I'm injured..."

He quickly looked and saw that the spear tip was worn, and the dragon scales on its surface had cracks, as if blood were flowing out.

"Too strong, there's no way to fight..."

If the other party was this formidable without even attacking, once he did strike, wouldn't he be easily obliterated?

He had thought that with combat power at the Blood Rebirth realm, coupled with the Dragonbone Divine Spear, he would have no fear of any Ancient Sage. Now it seemed that was far from the truth.

"Attack! Or we'll all die here!"

Seeing this, Chen Yonghuang realized that if he didn't act, he might be killed as easily as before. Unable to hold back any longer, he swung his long blade and slashed down.

Fire Xu Ancient Sage also raised his thick hooves, flames blazing as if to scorch the heavens and earth red.

Mo Ling Ancient Sage and the others dared not pause; they all attacked together.

These few were the strongest combatants of the entire Spirit Race. When they struck together, even heaven and earth seemed to be pierced through.

The "deity" raised his hand from behind his back and flicked his finger.

Pop!

A rapidly emerging spatial storm swept up the incoming force. In the blink of an eye, the combined power was dissolved into nothing, as if it had never existed.

Zhang Xuan seized the chance to withdraw his spear and returned to Chen Yonghuang's side. Turning to look, he saw that everyone's faces were filled with horror.

With so many strong fighters joining forces, even Chen Yonghuang at his peak would be killed in one blow without any chance to resist. Yet this fellow had easily blocked it with a finger, not even taking a step back...

Was this the combat power of Shattering Void?

How could it be so strong?

"Not bad, you all have some strength!"

Smiling faintly, the "deity" looked at them, his pitch-black eyes devoid of any emotion: "Like him, submit to me and become my servants, and I will spare your lives. Otherwise, today will be your death day!"

"Submit? Dream on!"

Suppressing the true energy that churned in his chest and threatened to explode, Chen Yonghuang clenched his teeth.

He was the First Emperor; if he had been willing to abandon his dignity, perhaps things would not have come to this.

"Then let me see how much backbone you have!"

With a light snort, the "deity" flicked his finger again.

Without any sound or visible attack, Chen Yonghuang's expression suddenly changed.

Boom!

A large hole exploded in his chest, and he flew backward, blood gushing from his mouth as he hung in the air.

He was already heavily injured, on the verge of death; if not for the hatred and anger sustaining him, he probably wouldn't have made it back here.

Struck again, injury compounded upon injury, he felt his body on the verge of collapse, unable to endure much longer.

Zhang Xuan hurriedly channeled the healing energy he had gathered into the other's body, only to find it had no effect—like oil and water, they could not merge.

"This is the power Chen Linghuang obtained through sacrifice based on his own constitution; others cannot use it. Young master could heal because you disguised yourself as him..."

Shaking his head, Chen Yonghuang took a pill and swallowed it. His complexion improved slightly as he spoke.

The gifts bestowed by the deity could only be used by the sacrificer. The young master could disguise himself perfectly and absorb this power, but he could not.

When he went to the Master Teacher Continent, the Spirit God only helped him conceal his aura and hide his identity as a Spirit Race member; he did not bestow such a disguise talisman.

"This..."

Putting away the scroll, Zhang Xuan looked up again at the "deity" in the air.

The other party had not continued attacking but still looked down coldly, as if he had already grasped the life and death of everyone.

To be honest, with his current strength, he truly didn't care whether these people lived or died.

All of them together couldn't withstand a single blow; killing him was naturally out of the question.

"And you?"

Seeing that no one spoke, the "deity" flicked his finger again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fire Xu Ancient Sage, Mo Ling Ancient Sage, and the remaining sages were all sent flying backward, their faces pale, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

"Killing you is as easy as turning my hand, while you can do nothing to me... This is strength. The world operates on the law of the jungle, and strength is paramount. Do you want to die, or become my servants? I'll give you one chance to choose. Choose wrong, and you'll stay here..."

With his hands behind his back again, the "deity" looked at them indifferently, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

It seemed that anyone who disagreed would be instantly slain.

"If we submit to you, you won't kill us?"

A sage behind Fire Xu Ancient Sage gritted his teeth and asked.

"Of course. Not only will I not kill you, I will help you unify the Spirit Race, and even the Master Teacher Continent, allowing you to truly rule the world and wield supreme power..."

The "deity" said calmly.

"This..."

The sage who had asked paused, his face alternating between red and white, then he clenched his teeth: "I am willing to submit..."

He had helped Chen Yonghuang out of gratitude and the hope of gaining greater rewards by supporting the rightful ruler. But now that the "deity" had appeared and death was imminent, he naturally would not persist.