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...However.
Tianmeng's warning was a step too late after all.
Or rather, at this moment, Huo Yuhao could no longer listen to any advice.
His hand had already gripped the handle of that blood-colored spear tightly.
"Rise... for me!!!"
Huo Yuhao roared, trying to pull out this divine weapon.
The next second.
"Boom—"
There was no divine weapon recognizing its master as imagined, nor was there any infusion of power.
The moment that hand touched the spear's handle, a surge of Evil Qi, pure to the extreme and seemingly from the primordial era, erupted along Huo Yuhao's arm!
That wasn't power.
That was will.
It was the contempt of a god standing at the apex of the Universe, looking down upon all living beings, toward an ant attempting to touch his authority.
"Pfft—!!!"
Huo Yuhao didn't even have time to scream; he was sent flying back as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding soul guidance train.
He spat out blood wildly in the air, the sleeve on his right arm bursting instantly. The skin on his entire arm cracked inch by inch, revealing white bone, as if he had been subjected to the death of a thousand cuts by countless invisible blades.
"Bang!"
His body slammed heavily onto the ground, rolling over a dozen times before stopping. His breath was faint, and he didn't even have the strength to move.
And that Blood Spear still stood there quietly, completely motionless.
Even the Dragon scale patterns on it hadn't changed in the slightest.
It was as if it had never cared about this ant's offense.
"Stupid."
In the sky, those nine pseudo-gods saw this scene and immediately burst into mocking laughter.
"Is a sacred object of Heaven something a filthy Heretic like you can touch?"
"See that? This is Heaven's punishment!"
"Now, you should give up, shouldn't you?"
The leading old man walked toward Huo Yuhao step by step. Although the power of the god pillar was suppressed, he was still a pseudo-god who had borrowed divine force. Killing a heavily injured and dying Huo Yuhao was as easy as turning over his hand.
"It's over, Heretic."
"In your next Life, remember to maintain... awe for Heaven."
Huo Yuhao lay in a pool of blood, his vision already blurred.
He watched the approaching death god and then looked at that unattainable Blood Spear, his heart filled with bitterness.
Is it really... over?
Is even Luck... standing on the opposite side of me?
Just as that sacred sword was about to strike down, just when everyone thought everything was settled.
"Buzz—"
That Blood Spear, which had been silent and aloof, suddenly... moved.
It trembled slightly.
Just once.
An invisible ripple instantly rippled out.
"Clang!"
The Angelic Sacred Sword in the leading old man's hand shattered inch by inch the moment it touched this ripple, as if it were made of glass!
Then, a calm, lazy, yet undeniably majestic voice slowly descended from within the Blood Spear—or rather, from the void above the Nine Heavens.
"Who allowed you..."
"...to touch my things?"
The voice fell.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
The voice wasn't loud, nor was it deafening.
But in the ears of everyone present, it sounded like a thunderclap. Especially for those nine pseudo-gods, they felt as if a giant hand deep within their Souls had gripped their hearts tightly.
Because they could tell.
This sentence... wasn't spoken to Huo Yuhao.
It was... spoken to them.
"Boom—!!!"
The sky, originally shrouded in blood-red, was suddenly torn in half.
In the east, endless golden Holy Light poured down like a waterfall. Every ray of light contained extreme heat and holiness, instantly washing away the pseudo-god aura emitted by the nine god pillars.
In the west, vast sea-blue waves surged into the sky. A gentle yet irresistible oceanic divine force covered the earth, as if the entire World had sunk into the tranquil deep sea.
Golden light and blue light intertwined; holiness and inclusiveness coexisted.
At the center of these two great powers that made the Laws of heaven and earth submit, two beautiful figures slowly descended like Dominators from myth.
On the left, six wings spread out, clad in golden armor and wearing an angelic crown, noble beyond the point of daring to look—the Angel God, Qian Renxue.
On the right, holding a scepter with a long gown trailing the ground, her temperament was as gentle as water, yet exuded a vastness that could contain a hundred rivers—the Sea God, Posey.
The true gods had descended.
At that moment, the entire Douluo Star seemed to stop rotating.
Whether it was the citizens of Heaven Dou City, the Spirit Masters from various regions, or the overbearing federal army, the moment they saw these two figures, the instinct from the depths of their Souls made them perform the same action.
Kneeling in worship.
"Greetings, Angel God Lord! Greetings, Lord Sea God!"
The sounds of worship, like mountains toppling and seas roaring, echoed through the clouds. This was true faith, the most primal awe for the Dominators of the Law.
Compared to this, the nine "pseudo-gods" who had forcibly raised their Realms relying on the god pillars and were now trembling were like monkeys wearing Dragon robes—absurd and laughable.
Xuan Ming did not come.
Just as Huo Yuhao had guessed, that supreme "Heaven" was currently busy enjoying his honeymoon in some tender nest, having no interest in personally intervening for such a trivial matter.
That Blood Spear was his attitude, his decree.
The falling of the spear was permission.
The remaining mess would naturally be cleaned up by his women.
"Is this what you call... carrying out the Dao on behalf of Heaven?"
Qian Renxue floated in mid-air, her golden eyes coldly sweeping over the nine old men who were already slumped on the ground in fear, her lips curling into an undisguised sneer.
"Stealing this god's faith, borrowing this god's divine force, and even using this god's name to kill people."
"You ants have quite a lot of nerve."
Her voice wasn't loud, yet it made those nine pseudo-gods feel as if their Souls were burning. That was the direct suppression from the Angel Law; with just a thought from Qian Renxue, the borrowed Angel Divine Power in their bodies would instantly backfire, burning them to ashes.
On the other side, Posey did not speak.
She merely waved the sea gods scepter in her hand gently.
"Buzz—"
A soft and Life-filled Seagod's Light poured down, landing in that giant deep pit.
A miracle occurred.
The fragments of the "dark blood demon" mecha, which had been smashed into scrap metal and scattered all over the ground, actually seemed to come to Life under the illumination of this blue light, floating up automatically and reorganizing rapidly.
The broken armor healed, the twisted skeleton was restored, and the extinguished energy core was reignited.
In just a few breaths' time.
That God-Slaying mecha, which had once struck terror into the Federation, stood undamaged on the earth once more. Even... the deep sea crystal at its core shone more brilliantly than before under the nourishment of the Seagod's Light!
As the mecha was being repaired, a petite figure slowly walked out from behind Posey.
Deep blue martial attire, a resolute gaze.
It was none other than the Tang Sect's Sect Leader, Tang Ya.
"Yuhao!"
Tang Ya looked at Huo Yuhao, who was lying in a pool of blood and still had a breath left despite his heavy injuries, and tears instantly welled up. She wanted to rush over, but Posey gently pressed her shoulder.
"Don't worry, he won't die."
Posey said gently, "With Luck protecting his body and the heavens spear's Evil Qi performing Body Tempering, this is a tribulation for him, but also a fortuitous opportunity."
Tang Ya nodded and looked at Posey gratefully.
Before this final battle began, when Huo Yuhao decided to stake everything on one throw, Tang Ya made a crazy decision.
Carrying the fragments of the deep sea crystal bestowed by Xuan Ming, she went to Sea God Island alone.
This was a massive gamble.
She was betting that since the "Heaven" named "Xuan Ming" had given her the deep sea crystal, Sea God Island might give her a chance based on this Karma.
She won the bet.
When she reached Sea God Island after enduring countless hardships, Posey did not expel her but instead let her in.
However, at that time, Posey did not immediately agree to take action.
Because Xuan Ming had not yet expressed his stance.
As one of the managers of the God Realm, Posey knew Xuan Ming's rules very well: gods do not interfere in Mortal reforms unless... Mortals cross the line.
So, she had been waiting.
Carrying Tang Ya, she stood above the clouds, quietly watching everything happen.
Until that Blood Spear fell from the sky, until Xuan Ming's words "Who allowed you to touch my things" echoed through heaven and earth.
That was the signal.
It was Xuan Ming's fury at these pseudo-gods for stealing the power of the god pillars, and an order to bring this farce to an end.
"Thank you... thank you, Lord Sea God!"
Tang Ya knelt on the clouds, weeping uncontrollably.
Posey smiled slightly, her gaze turning toward the nine old men below whose faces were as pale as ash. Her originally gentle eyes now held a trace of the majesty belonging to the overlord of the ocean.
"Stealing divine force, faking divine decrees, and attempting to destroy the sparks of reform."
"Xuan Ming said that those who touch his things must pay the price."
"Since he disdains to act personally..."
The Angelic Sacred Sword in Qian Renxue's hand ignited with raging flames as she took over the conversation, her voice as cold as a blade.
"Then let us be the executioners."
The words fell.
Golden flames and blue waves descended from the sky simultaneously.
This time, there was no mercy, no judgment.
Only a cleansing.