Volume 2: The Bandit Life - Chapter 75: The Heavenly Lord
"Boom!"
A loud explosion suddenly erupted behind Qin Si. Ziyan's fireball had collided head-on with the enemy God King's supreme divine artifact.
Following Ziyan and the others as they charged out, all two thousand eight hundred-plus God Kings swung the weapons in their hands. For them, launching a long-range collective attack required far less effort than engaging in close-quarters combat.
One of Ziyan's avatars self-destructed once again, barely managing to block the first wave of the combined assault. Qin Si, relying on the second-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure, the Thousand-Face Garment, coupled with his own extraordinarily formidable physical body, also withstood the initial onslaught. The others, however, were not nearly as fortunate.
A God King from the Rushing Water Sect, who had comprehended time stillness, perished in the very first wave of the collective attack without even getting a chance to deploy his divine ability. Ping Tian, Zhao Yongkui, and the others were also wounded. Surprisingly, the one who had it easiest was Li Yang. It was at this moment that Li Yang displayed another facet of his extraordinary talent: speed.
Combining temporal swiftness with his absolute speed, Li Yang managed to dodge an overwhelming number of attacks, plunging straight into the ranks of the enemy God Kings and unleashing a massacre. Almost none of the God Kings who allowed Li Yang to close the distance could withstand his assaults; even those who managed to block them were left injured.
The Extreme Point Dimension Piercer—no one had truly comprehended its terrifying offensive power until now, when many God Kings finally experienced firsthand that deploying the Extreme Point Dimension Piercer with a second-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure yielded an even more devastating might.
Having survived the first wave of attacks, the majority of the group clashed with the opposing God Kings. Although the situation remained passive and dire, it was still vastly superior to standing idly and being treated as target practice.
Wielding the Profound Cyan Single-Qi Staff paired with the newly invented staff techniques created by Qin Si, Qin Si continuously reaped the lives of God Kings as he rampaged through the enemy formations. Among them, Qin Si and Li Yang killed the highest number of enemies. Ping Tian and Zhao Yongkui and the others occasionally risked sustaining injuries, utilizing the might of the spiritual treasures in their hands to slay a few foes.
"Boom!"
With a heaven-shaking roar, another of Ziyan's avatars self-destructed. Having started with eight avatars, Ziyan was now left with only three, and his overall combat strength had diminished significantly.
Watching them slaughter their way through the fray, Qin Si wasted no time on extraneous thoughts. He suddenly raised the golden spear in his hand, a flurry of spear blossoms flashing across the air, and his figure instantly materialized beside Wu Long.
The black hole reappeared.
The immense gravitational pull tugged relentlessly at Wu Long, who hastily channeled the Heaven-Breaking Realm to wrench himself out of the black hole's perimeter, though he was left drenched in cold sweat by the time he escaped.
"Impossible! How can you use teleportation?" The shout came from Hua Jianxiong, who had been lingering close to Wu Long. Although the black hole had not targeted him directly, he had still been affected and was sent flying outward just like Wu Long.
"There are plenty of things you don't know yet. Oh, and by the way, as for the rest of you—he might have a top-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure to protect him, but surely you don't!"
A sinister smirk curved across the corners of Qin Si's mouth. The next instant, he appeared right beside Hua Jianxiong, driving his long golden spear fiercely into Hua Jianxiong's body.
"Pfft!"
Hua Jianxiong's body recoiled violently as he flung his head back and vomited a massive mouthful of blood. A web of shattered fractures instantly spread across his torso; the second-grade defensive Grandmist spiritual treasure, the Thousand-Absolutes Armor, had been shattered directly into dust under Qin Si's overwhelming strike.
The second-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure had saved Hua Jianxiong's life, but it also made him acutely aware of Qin Si's terrifying might. Casting a terrified glance at the shattered pieces of the Thousand-Absolutes Armor falling from his body, Hua Jianxiong spun around and fled frantically back toward his own contingent of God Kings.
"Trying to run?" Qin Si's figure abruptly vanished. Hua Jianxiong, currently soaring through the air at high speed, suddenly jerked to a halt, and then his entire body exploded into pieces. Hua Jianxiong was dead.
"Do you really think you can escape?" A bizarre smile played at the corners of Qin Si's lips as he turned his gaze toward Zheng Qiu, the other helper Wu Long had invited.
"Brother Wu Long, save me!"
Seeing Qin Si turn toward him, Zheng Qiu's face abruptly turned pale as chalk. Hua Jianxiong's combat strength had surpassed his own, and since even Hua Jianxiong could not withstand Qin Si, he certainly stood no chance. While hastily shouting for the God Kings on his side to come to his rescue, he did not forget to call out to Wu Long for help. After all, Wu Long possessed a top-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure and could stall Qin Si for a while.
"Save you? How can I save you when you are about to die right now!" Qin Si's voice suddenly echoed right beside Zheng Qiu. A massive black hole engulfed both Qin Si and Zheng Qiu, freezing Wu Long in his tracks just as he was flying over to intervene.
"You're the only one left!"
Qin Si's figure materialized once more, this time appearing directly behind Wu Long.
"How on earth can you teleport?" Wu Long wore an expression of utter panic, though he forced himself to ask with a facade of composure.
"You won't get the chance to find out!" Qin Si thrust his spear forward, striking Wu Long's Heaven-Breaking Realm once again. The two top-grade Grandmist spiritual treasures collided violently, sending Qin Si's body sliding back dozens of meters.
Qin Si knew that Wu Long was stalling for time, waiting for the other God Kings to arrive and rescue him. Time was the one commodity Qin Si could least afford to waste; his brothers were still fighting, and if he delayed even a moment longer, another of his brothers might fall.
Yet, for the moment, Qin Si could do nothing to easily bypass Wu Long. Wu Long's Heaven-Breaking Realm was a utility-type top-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure that consistently helped Wu Long deflect fatal attacks at critical moments. Qin Si did not yet possess the strength to shatter a top-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure in a single blow, so killing Wu Long would require some effort.
The window of opportunity had slipped away. Over a hundred God Kings had already rushed to Wu Long's side, particularly the God Kings from the other two factions who, upon seeing their leaders slain, charged toward Qin Si like madmen.
"Puff!"
Another seven God Kings' bodies were reduced to fragments. Gazing at the densely packed crowd of God Kings surrounding him, Li Yang could not help but force a bitter smile. In this short span of time, although he had slain over a hundred God Kings, he had also suffered several direct hits, leaving him with severe internal injuries. If not for his reliance on his peerless speed, Li Yang would likely have collapsed long ago; the enemies were simply too numerous.
"Sect Master!"
From the distance, a grief-stricken roar suddenly rang out. Accompanied by a deafening explosion, two other heavily injured God Kings of the Rushing Water Sect flew madly in a single direction. The Rushing Water Sect Master, Duan Shuai, had chosen to self-destruct.
Qin Si, who had just finished off two of the leaders, was stunned by this sudden turn of events. Although the Purple Mysterious Alliance and the Rushing Water Sect were merely allies, neither side had ever treated the other as outsiders; Duan Shuai, in particular, had established a profound and genuine friendship with Qin Si and the others.
Duan Shuai was dead, having perished through self-detonation without even his true soul left behind. A piercing, needle-like pain stabbed through Qin Si's heart, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red.
"Ah—!"
The frantic roar that erupted from Qin Si across the battlefield instantly caused everyone to freeze in their tracks. At the spot where Duan Shuai had self-destructed, a colossal black hole suddenly formed, immediately dragging more than thirty God Kings who were still lingering nearby into its abyss.
Qin Si reappeared, though he was visibly panting this time. Repeatedly unleashing his newly developed techniques had begun to take a severe toll on his body.
"Sect Master Duan!"
Qin Si's eyes turned red as well. Duan Shuai's death dealt an equally heavy blow to him. A towering, majestic surge of pressure abruptly filled the battlefield as the avatar, Qin Yu, finally made its appearance.
"A Sovereign! A Sovereign has appeared!"
All the God Kings began murmuring anxiously through divine sense transmissions. However, they were not overly terrified; Sovereigns were bound by Sovereign rules and were strictly forbidden from interfering in the personal grudges of those beneath the Sovereign realm. In a massive war involving three thousand God Kings like this one, Sovereigns were undoubtedly watching from the shadows. Regardless of which faction's Sovereign stepped forward first, another Sovereign would inevitably appear to intervene.
"Fellow daoist, you must not!"
The God Kings had anticipated correctly. The moment the avatar appeared, four Sovereigns materialized directly before it, blocking its path of action.
"Why must I not? They killed my friend, and I am going to avenge him. Do not stand in my way!" Embodying Qin Si's grief and fury, the avatar radiated an intense and unyielding rage.
"They killed your friend, but surely you know your friend slew many of their companions as well. Sovereigns have Sovereign rules, and since you have attained the realm of a Sovereign, fellow daoist, you must surely understand this. Otherwise, if the Three Elders hold you accountable, you will not be able to bear the consequences. It would be far too tragic to perish simply over a matter like this!"
Among the four Sovereigns, one whose appearance bore the marks of advanced age smiled as he tried to persuade Qin Si. His intentions were genuinely well-meaning, but he had no way of knowing that the entity standing before him was merely an avatar, not a living person endowed with independent survival instincts.
"Perish? Haha, let me perish then. Let's see who among you can kill me!" The avatar let out a harsh laugh and instantly teleported directly into the thick of the God King formations. Disregarding the warnings and dissuasions of the four Sovereigns, a colossal wave of Sovereign power swept outward, cleanly severing the heads of over a dozen God Kings.
"A Sovereign has actually started slaughtering God Kings!"
All the God Kings were left dumbfounded. They had never imagined that a Sovereign would completely disregard their status and the inviolable laws of Sovereigns to actively massacre God Kings. By the time they snapped back to their senses, several dozen God Kings had already been slain by the avatar controlled by Qin Si.
"Xiao Shuang, don't waste time on these ordinary God Kings! Use this opportunity to take down Wu Long!" Qin Si hurriedly transmitted his voice to Qin Si's avatar. Once the avatar made a move, the four Sovereigns would inevitably retaliate. Rather than wasting energy on cannon fodder, it was far better to help Qin Si eliminate Wu Long, whose top-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure made him exceedingly difficult to kill.
"Understood!"
Qin Si nodded. The avatar's figure vanished abruptly, and the next instant, a massive hand materialized, enclosing Wu Long within its grasp.
"Eight-Qi Convergence!"
A Sovereign's attack was something ordinary God Kings could never hope to resist, even with the protection of a top-grade Grandmist spiritual treasure. Under the full-force strike of Qin Si's avatar, Wu Long was instantly pulverized into dust. The Lord of the Heaven-One Water Pavilion, Wu Long, had fallen.