Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie was very clear that he did not have the capital to contend with True God experts for long.

Judging solely from his own strength, he couldn't afford to be消耗 (xiāohào - consumed/depleted). In a head-on confrontation, he could only manage a few strikes at most!

Forcibly combining several sword daos and integrating them into the Dao of War, with the Dao of War as the foundation, he unleashed the strongest sword of his life!

Vast and violent blood energy surged, pouring into the Berserk Blood Heavy Sword, causing all the blood grooves and runes on the sword to light up, exuding a heavy and domineering sword intent.

The instant the heavy sword was swung, the blade instantly transformed into thousands of miles in length, slashing towards the True God expert of the Yinming Tribe.

That True God expert was somewhat surprised.

He truly hadn't expected that a powerhouse of the Eternal Saint Realm could achieve such a level.

If it were said that he possessed an ancient treasure within his body, and the power of the ancient treasure temporarily granted him such formidable combat strength...

Then his battle awareness and the speed of connecting his two attacks were truly unbelievable.

The previous strike had also caused a slight tremor in his arm. He hadn't even had time to launch a second attack when the opponent's heavy sword came slashing over.

He knew that as long as he ascended, this person would definitely not be his opponent. Even with the ancient treasure and perfect battle will, there would still be a significant gap between them.

However, the opponent was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time for continuous ascension. It was difficult to complete in such a short time, so he could only use secret techniques to strengthen his arms, raising his hands to cross in front of him, blocking the heavy sword's strike.

A metallic light flashed on his arms, and a pair of metal bracers covered his wrists.

Clang—

The heavy sword fell, and a resounding clang pierced the sky, shaking the universe.

The Yinming Tribe's True God prodigy, who had originally been quite calm, had the muscles on his face twitch fiercely the instant his hands blocked the heavy sword.

That power was too violent!

The instant the heavy sword struck the bracers on his wrists, large swaths of defensive secret technique runes collapsed, causing his hands to spasm and his arms to ache.

The power of blood energy surging from the heavy sword impacted his internal organs, causing his qi and blood to churn. His body was instantly pressed down from the air to the ground below, sliding backwards along the solid ground beneath the abyss for countless miles.

At the same time, the force of the counter-shock that his arms produced against the Berserk Blood Heavy Sword was also transmitted through the sword body to Jun Wuxie's body. His body trembled several times, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his flesh was covered in cracks in an instant.

"As expected, True Gods are indeed very strong. I will come back another day to compete with you!"

Jun Wuxie had already planned this in his heart. He naturally couldn't continue fighting the Yinming Tribe's True God prodigy.

His purpose was to repel him, and the instant his body had not completely stabilized, he would withdraw and leave.

As his voice rang out, he had already rushed out of the abyss, disappearing like a stream of light, accompanied by Yue Yao, and the Golden Flame Divine Dragon on his shoulder.

"Boom!"

The Yinming Tribe's demigod prodigy unloaded the power of blood energy that had poured into his body, rushed out of the abyss, and stared at the distant sky with his pupils flashing with runes.

It wasn't that he didn't want to chase, but it was too late.

He hadn't expected the opponent's speed to be so fast, making him feel unbelievable.

In such an extremely short moment, the target had already reached the Second Hengguan City.

He was very clear that it would be unwise to forcefully attack again.

Hengguan City was no small matter. Every city had once been blessed by the Heavenly Dao, so it was best not to forcefully take action within the city, otherwise, it was very likely to invite trouble.

Although he was very strong, he was far from being able to contend with the Heavenly Dao, far from it, not on the same level.

Unless some of the deep-seated powerhouses of their Yinming Tribe came out.

But doing so would bring even more trouble, provoking other restricted areas.

…

At this moment, Jun Wuxie and Yue Yao entered the Second Hengguan City, heading straight for the Hengqi Inn within the city.

Hengqi Inn was a chain, with branches in every city of Hengguan. It possessed a vast influence and was very strong.

Everyone who came to Hengguan wanted to stay at Hengqi Inn because it was much safer than any other inn.

The people of Hengqi Inn naturally knew Jun Wuxie's identity.

The shopkeeper saw that his complexion was not good, appearing unhealthy and flushed, with bloodstains at the corners of his mouth, so he immediately arranged an independent and quiet courtyard for him.

The instant he entered the courtyard and activated the courtyard's barrier, Jun Wuxie staggered, rushing forward a few steps, and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staining a large patch of the ground with chaotic golden color.

His unhealthy red face instantly turned pale, and the cracks on his forcibly confined flesh spread all over his body, his entire body like a shattered piece of porcelain.

"Wuxie gege!"

Yue Yao felt heartache seeing this and hurriedly supported him.

"I'm fine, as expected of a True God prodigy from a restricted area."

Jun Wuxie's voice was somewhat weak. He sat down cross-legged on the spot, and the clothes on his body instantly turned to dust, revealing his flesh covered in cracks.

His body looked terrifying, with too many cracks, as if it would disintegrate at any moment.

But even so, his body still couldn't conceal its perfect state.

His skin was not bronze, but a jade-like white, and very smooth.

Although he was a body cultivator, the muscles on his body were not the exaggerated large blocks. The whole looked full and textured, and the muscle lines were very perfect and beautiful.

For some reason, even though he was now covered in bloodstains, Yue Yao's face turned red and her heart beat faster.

She felt her cheeks were very hot, her breathing became rapid, and her eyes were so soft that they could drip water.

Wuxie gege's body is too perfect, completely a walking hormone, with a deadly attraction to the opposite sex.

At this moment, Jun Wuxie didn't know that Yue Yao was thinking wildly while looking at his body.

He didn't realize how tempting his perfect body was to a woman who deeply loved him.

Loving someone means wanting to be close to him or her, wanting to possess him or her.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

What's more, he is such a walking hormone.

Yue Yao's heartbeat became faster and faster. Finally, she was too shy and had to turn around. She didn't dare to look anymore.

Jun Wuxie, who was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, didn't have the cracks on his body healed. Instead, chaotic golden blood flowed from his ears, nose, mouth, and eyes, making him look very scary.

At this moment, he didn't repair the injuries to his body. Instead, he was expelling and refining the Yinming energy of the Yinming Tribe's demigod prodigy that remained in his body.

This kind of power would destroy his vitality. If he didn't expel and refine it first, he wouldn't be able to completely repair the injuries. Otherwise, even if he repaired them, they would soon crack again.

"Jun Wuxie, your ability to escape is quite impressive.

However, can you hide for a lifetime?

In front of my life restricted area, an ant like you can be crushed to death at any time!"

"Jun, aren't you very arrogant? Why are you running? Come out and see how I crush you to death with a flick of my finger!"

…

Just as Jun Wuxie was healing, thunderous voices entered this Second Hengguan City, echoing in the sky above the city, spreading to every corner of the city.

People were all shocked and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

"Restricted area! People from the life restricted area!"

"I didn't expect that Divine Lord Jun actually came to this city. Why didn't anyone see him entering the city, I haven't heard anything about it."

"Hmph, didn't you hear? The existence of the life restricted area said that Jun Wuxie escaped here, so he must have sneaked in quietly. It is estimated that the injury is too serious, and he is afraid of being recognized."

"Recently, everyone has been bragging about how great Divine Lord Liming is.

He may indeed have some skills, but in this great world, there are as many skilled people as carp crossing the river. Singling out Divine Lord Liming is a bit too much. It's mostly his admirers who are bragging, and then everyone believes it, following the crowd, thinking he is really invincible."

"What do you know? Everyone recognizes him and worships Divine Lord Jun, not only because of his strength, but also because he leveled the doomsday torrent in the Lower Realm and created the Liming Dynasty in Canglan Ancient Star after coming to our world.

The Liming Dynasty has become famous in the starry sky in recent years.

The world says that the Liming Dynasty is a paradise on earth.

There, the tax is extremely low, the environment is excellent, the holy spirit vitality is rich, and there is also holy spirit rice. Every Liming citizen can eat holy spirit pills from childhood and start practicing from the womb.

These are all benefits that the dynasty gives to the Liming people.

Moreover, there, if officials dare to desecrate the law, no matter how high their position and power, they cannot escape legal sanctions.

In short, the Liming Dynasty is a beautiful and orderly society. Where else in this world can compare with it?

It is said that Hengguan City is the most ideal place, but compared to the Liming Dynasty, it is not as good!"

"Hmph, is it really as good as you say?

Leaving the facts aside, is the Liming Dynasty really thinking about the Liming people?

They want to use sugar-coated bullets to look down on the will of the dynasty's citizens, making the dynasty's citizens dependent on the dynasty, in order to achieve the fundamental purpose of their dictatorial rule."

"Hey, the Liming Dynasty is so good, why did the Starry Sky Allied Forces still go to Canglan to deal with them?

Being disliked by so many dynasty forces in the starry sky is enough to show that the Liming Dynasty's governance policies do not have universal value.

What they are doing is corroding people's minds, pushing people into the abyss of depravity!

Isn't there a dark invasion in the future?

Then Divine Lord Liming fought against the darkness in the Lower Realm. In this world, he will definitely go to the black border battlefield in the future.

Therefore, what he is doing is just trying to corrupt the will of the dynasty's citizens, buying people's hearts in the process, so that these people will follow him to the border battlefield as cannon fodder in the future.

Such intentions cannot be said to be not poisonous, not to be cruel!"

A middle-aged scholar dressed like this said, expressing his views.

Some people nearby, upon hearing this, immediately felt a surge of anger. "What is meant by universal values? Do you get to decide what universal values are, or is it those star-spanning, hierarchical dynasties that treat the common people as ants?

We freely give you benefits, and it becomes a conspiracy in your mouths.

In this era, is it wrong to prepare for the future to resist the darkness?

Isn't resisting the invasion of darkness the responsibility of every living being in this universe?

But according to you, they become cannon fodder?

Have you ever considered that in every previous invasion of darkness, if it weren't for the so-called cannon fodder you speak of, your ancestors might not have even come into existence, and you wouldn't be here 'pontificating' and expressing your idiotic opinions?

It's laughable. If someone from the Dawn Dynasty said this, I could understand, after all, they have long been brainwashed and willingly become slaves of the Dawn Dynasty, accustomed to eating handouts on their knees.

But you are clearly not people of the Dawn Dynasty, yet you are helping the Dawn Dynasty speak.

I finally understand why most people in the world lack objective and independent thinking."

The middle-aged scholar shook his head and sighed, acting as if no one in the world understood independent thinking as well as he did, and righteously said: "Earlier, we talked about the invasion of darkness! Indeed, everyone has a responsibility to resist the darkness, but resisting the darkness cannot kidnap individual freedom!

That Dawn Sovereign, if he wants to resist the invasion of darkness, he can completely go to the borderlands and the battlefield to kill the enemy himself. Why must he drag others along?

We often say that to be a person, you must know how to put yourself in other people's shoes, and don't always morally kidnap others, thinking that everyone should go to the borderlands.

If people are unwilling, do you have to force them to go?

Using brainwashing methods to turn all living beings into believers, making them regard resisting the darkness as a faith, and using this to deceive them into going to the battlefield, that is even more heinous!"

The middle-aged scholar debated with the crowd, and the group around him looked at the surrounding people triumphantly, with an expression that said, 'Do you understand now? You are a group of ignorant people.'

As soon as his words fell, and the smile had just crept onto his face, a hot-tempered old man, who had been listening with mounting fury, pushed through the crowd and slapped the scholar in the face, knocking out his back teeth.

Before the scholar could react, the hot-tempered old man raised his foot and unleashed a violent barrage of kicks, beating the scholar until he cried out for his parents.

His nearby companions wanted to help, but they were surrounded by the crowd, too frightened to move, and could only watch the scholar being beaten.

"Why am I beating you, you lying scoundrel?"

The hot-tempered old man said as he kicked, "I don't bother arguing with you about other things, just one point. You tell me, when did the Sovereign ever say he would force everyone to go to the borderlands and the battlefield? When has he ever done such a thing?

Your ass keeps spouting nonsense, and you think you're eloquent, but in the eyes of everyone, you're just farting and shitting.

Every sentence you say ignores the facts. You're ignoring the facts, so what the hell are you even talking about!"

"Disperse, everyone disperse!"

A cold voice rang out in the distance.

"The use of force is strictly prohibited within Constant Pass City. Those who violate the laws and regulations will be severely punished!"

A captain led dozens of armored soldiers to the scene.

They quickly pushed through the crowd and arrived.

When the middle-aged scholar saw them, he immediately wailed and cried, exaggerating and accusing the hot-tempered man of pinning him to the ground and beating him for no reason.

"Arrest him, take him away, and lock him in jail!

No one is allowed to use force against others in the city for any reason, unless it's a tactical challenge, agreed upon by both parties, and taken to the arena of life and death."

The captain gave the order, and several soldiers stepped forward to capture the hot-tempered man.

Immediately, the surrounding crowd swarmed around, all saying that the hot-tempered man was a hero and that the beaten middle-aged scholar was a scoundrel.

"What are you doing? Trying to rebel in Constant Pass?"

The captain's eyes flashed with cold light as he scanned the crowd.

The crowd was startled and had no choice but to step aside, watching helplessly as the hot-tempered man was taken away.

After they had gone far away, the middle-aged scholar, who was about to leave with the crowd, suddenly screamed.

Someone hidden in the crowd attacked him from afar with finger force.

Immediately afterward, countless attacks landed on him from the crowd, causing him to fall to the ground and scream, his face bruised and swollen beyond recognition.

The group with him was also attacked, incurring the wrath of the crowd, and they all screamed in agony.

But they didn't see who was attacking.

There were too many people here, and it was impossible to find someone who was hiding in the crowd and launching sneak attacks.