Facing the pale chaos that was annihilating star region after star region,
Ji Dong and the other four God Kings flashed into position, standing along an arcane formation.
Ji Dong held aloft the Scales of Judgment.
The God of Kindness pressed his palms together as a pure white heart bloomed with gentle radiance.
The Asura God's Asura Sword, the Destruction God's Destruction Scepter, and the Goddess of Life's Ancient Tree of Life—
five utterly different, even mutually opposing divine powers—
now erupted together under a shared will, like five surging cosmic torrents converging within the void.
Boom!
Boom!
A sword that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth condensed before the five God Kings!
Upon its blade,
five divine radiances flowed like reversed star rivers, compressing to the extreme at the sword's edge,
ultimately transforming into a single chaotic sword glow containing boundless profundity.
The gathered gods watched with expressions of awe and fear.
"A fusion technique of the Five God Kings!"
"The greatest divine technique of heaven and earth has appeared again!"
"With the combined power of the Five God Kings, the spacetime storm can surely be stopped!"
Li Zhexian's surging divine power gradually settled as he turned his head, gazing at the sword formed by the five God Kings.
"The Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms—"
"Slash!"
The furious roar of the five God Kings shook the universe.
That "Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms," carrying the orthodox authority of the God Realm, cleaved straight toward the spacetime storm.
Space collapsed layer by layer.
The laws of existence wailed and retreated.
The remaining stars,
under the residual pressure of that sword,
were like snowflakes thrown into a blazing furnace—
silently erased into nothingness.
Boom!
Boom!
That heaven-splitting sword light slashed violently into the surging pale chaos.
Under the gods' delighted gazes—
The spacetime storm, before this blade that represented the supreme judgment of the God Realm, was actually split apart.
Where the sword passed,
chaotic space-time laws were forcibly reordered, violent energies evaporated in an instant, carving a sword scar that spanned the universe.
The might of this single strike lived up to its name—
it could judge the Three Realms, even sever space and time itself!
"Did… did it succeed?!" A god couldn't help but cry out, ecstasy appearing on his face.
However—
it lasted only an instant.
Just as the sword light that tore apart the storm was about to dissipate—
a sudden change erupted!
The cleaved pale chaos did not collapse.
Instead, it writhed violently, as if alive.
In the next moment,
a spacetime torrent far more violent than before surged forth, carrying boundless power capable of crushing star rivers, forcibly sealing the rift shut.
Its momentum surpassed the previous storm by several times over.
It was as if the full-force strike of the five God Kings had merely shattered a thin outer shell—
and what now surged forth was the true body that devoured all realms.
The spacetime storm advanced with an absolute will that regarded all sentient beings with utter indifference, rolling inexorably toward the Divine Realm and the gods.
The gods were terrified beyond measure.
The five God Kings turned deathly pale, their divine bodies trembling as they staggered backward.
"Roar—!"
A dragon's roar drowned out the howling of space-time.
Li Zhexian surged ahead of the gods.
At his feet, the silver and golden Spiritt Rings slammed into one another.
Behind him, the phantoms of the Silver Dragon King and the Gold Dragon King fused together.
Buzz!
Buzz!
A radiance so brilliant that even gods could not directly gaze upon it burst forth.
Within the light, a Dragon God manifestation coiled across the cosmos.
Its draconic head was held high.
Its left eye blazed gold like the sun, commanding power and destruction.
Its right eye shimmered silver like the moon, ruling over elements and creation.
Scales the size of stars glimmered with chaotic radiance.
This was Li Zhexian's self-created supreme divine technique—
Spirit Ability Fusion.
"Wine, come!"
The wine gourd at his waist shot skyward.
Endless immortal brew poured over the Qinglian Sword.
Clang!
The Qinglian Sword rang out sharply.
Its blade expanded explosively.
In an instant,
a Qinglian Sword spanning multiple star regions manifested in majestic grandeur.
"Roar—!"
The Dragon God manifestation coiled upward,
wrapping itself around the Qinglian Sword.
As the Dragon God manifestation coiled around it, the once-restrained blade was plated with a chaotic edge—neither gold nor silver—containing the power of both creation and annihilation.
With every rise and fall of that edge,
chains of divine laws manifested in the void,
then began to shatter inch by inch.
Li Zhexian raised his hands as if gripping the sword hilt.
A strike that fused the power of the Dragon God, the Wine Martial Soul, and his own sword path was unleashed with overwhelming force toward the surging space-time storm.
"Wine Boils, Sword Sings — Dragon God Transformation · Myriad Dao Annihilation!"
BOOM!!!!!
Light and darkness erupted simultaneously; sound and silence lost all distinction.
In that instant, laws were ground into dust, and the very concepts of time and space were twisted and overturned.
It was the light of creation, and also the darkness of finality.
The first heartbeat at the dawn of creation—
and the last sigh at the universe's return to stillness.
Before the frozen gazes of the gods,
the spacetime storm was cleaved apart by this single strike, like snow meeting scalding water, and utterly annihilated.
The pale chaos was devoured inch by inch by the sword light, reverting to the most primal nothingness.
However—
at the sight of this,
Li Zhexian's expression did not ease in the slightest.
His gaze pierced through the deep void, perceiving a deeper truth.
The root cause had not been eliminated!
That divine star in the seventh dimension was still collapsing, like a ruptured dam.
Though the storm here had been temporarily dispersed,
new torrents were still being born without end.
As if to confirm his judgment—
Hoo—
Hoo—
From beyond the annihilated storm,
denser space-time howls seeped once more from the void.
A new space-time storm was brewing and swelling.
Despair spread across the gods' faces.
"Even the Sword Lord has failed!"
"The spacetime storms are endless—this calamity has no solution!"
"A catastrophe that annihilates the universe is far beyond the power level of the Divine Realm!"
"God Kings, quickly join forces and exile the Divine Realm!"
Ji Dong and the Asura God exchanged glances, their expressions grave.
That sword of Li Zhexian's
had already surpassed the Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms—
and yet it still hadn't solved everything.
"Exile the Divine Realm…"
"But who knows when we would ever return to this universe again."
And at that moment—
Li Zhexian transformed into a streak of light and plunged directly into the core of the newly forming storm.
"Zhexian!!"
"Sword Lord!!"
The gods, along with Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others, were struck pale with terror and instinctively tried to chase after him.
"Stop. I am fine."
Li Zhexian's calm voice emerged from the heart of the storm, resolute beyond doubt.
The gods saw—
spacetime currents capable of annihilating a God King in an instant scouring across his divine body,
tearing his flesh open in moments,
revealing blood and bone beneath that shimmered with indestructible radiance.
And in the very next instant,
his wounds healed completely.
Then he was torn apart again—over and over, endlessly.
"Hmph!"
The Qinglian Sword trembled lightly in Li Zhexian's hand.
A sword intent imbued with spacetime laws surged forth.
This strike appeared hazy and unreal—
yet it precisely severed the law node of the nascent storm.
The newly surging pale chaos vanished soundlessly, like an illusion pierced through.
Had the storm fully formed, this strike might have fallen short.
But against a turbulence still in its infancy—
it was more than enough.
The sword edge reversed—
another budding storm disintegrated.
"No matter how many times you return, I will annihilate you with a single sword!"
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