Chapter 1577 - 1567: Prelude to the Great War

Chapter 1577: Chapter 1567: Prelude to the Great War

"Move out!"

Two months later.

In the calamity clan’s station, the Revered God stood atop a giant mountain, looking down at the calamity clan powerhouses and calamity beasts below. A surge of heroic fervor rose in his chest as he issued a solemn command.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar of slaughter erupted.

Echoing through the Changkong.

Shattering vast swathes of spacetime.

Immediately after, the army set out. Waves of terrifying bloody baleful smoke burst forth from the bodies of the calamity clan experts and calamity beasts, sweeping across heaven and earth, piercing through myriad worlds.

Wherever the army passed!

It was like a stone thrown into the River of Time, stirring up countless ripples.

"Great Calamity Director, in this war we can only win!"

Watching the army vanish into the distance, the Revered God turned his head and spoke to the woman behind him.

"Please rest assured, Revered God, this war will surely be won!"

"If we fail, your subordinate is willing to take her own life in apology!"

The Great Calamity Director bowed gracefully. She was still clad in a flowing red dress, a smile like blossoming flowers, and her peerless face brimmed with confidence.

The Revered God nodded, still somewhat uneasy, and cautioned, "Be careful in all things!"

"As you command!"

The Great Calamity Director bowed once more, then turned into a streak of red calamity light, tearing through the sky as she departed.

Like a bolt of calamity lightning, rending the Changkong.

...

Dark Holy Temple.

Outside a certain secret chamber, the Holy Master stood, leading the God Realm of Causality powerhouses of the Dark Holy Temple.

Creaaak!

The door of the secret chamber slowly opened.

Luo Hou walked out of the chamber, Devil God Spear in hand, faint calamity power coiling around it. With his appearance, an extremely powerful aura of destruction swept out.

In an instant, everyone present felt immense pressure, as if suppressed beneath countless universes.

Even the Holy Master, who had reached half-step Order Realm, was no exception.

"God Lord, you broke through?"

The Holy Master asked, incomparably shocked.

"Just short of it."

Luo Hou shook his head, his gaze piercing the depths of the universe, a flash of cold light in his eyes as he said icily, "I was blocked by the Order left behind in the endless universe by the Lord of the Dao Book."

The Holy Master was somewhat disappointed.

If Luo Hou had broken through to an even higher realm, then even without relying on the calamity clan, they could defeat the Qin Dynasty Fortune Dynasty.

"However!"

Luo Hou continued, "Once this war is over and the Lord of the Dao Book’s Order collapses, I will comprehend divinity!"

Upon hearing this, the Holy Master grew excited again.

"This is the calamity clan’s inheritance. Take it."

At that moment, Luo Hou extended a finger, shooting out a beam of divine light that fell between the Holy Master’s brows, transforming into countless profound characters. Linked together, they formed a method to break through into the God Realm.

The Holy Master hurriedly closed his eyes, like a dry sponge ravenously absorbing the inheritance.

After a while.

The Holy Master opened his eyes and exclaimed in shock, "I never thought there were so many realms beyond the God Realm of Causality!"

From the inheritance, he learned that beyond the God Realm of Causality lay the comprehension of divinity.

After divinity came the Demigod!

The Demigod would solidify the divine foundation, and further beyond were the Nine Heavens of the God Realm.

Inexplicably.

A terrifying pressure filled the Holy Master’s heart.

This feeling was like when he had just stepped into martial cultivation, hearing of all those realms for the first time, born from curiosity and unease.

"Holy Master, what realms lie beyond the God Realm of Causality?"

One Dark Holy Temple powerhouse could not help asking.

The Holy Master raised his head to look at Luo Hou.

Luo Hou faced the crowd and said in a booming voice, "Those who render great merit in this war shall be rewarded with the method to break through into the God Realm!"

As these words fell.

The eyes of the numerous God Realm of Causality experts lit up. It was as if they had been injected with stimulants; boundless battle intent erupted, roiling the Changkong, crushing vast swathes of spacetime.

Fortunately, Formations had been laid down here. Otherwise, if this battle intent surged out, it would surely stir the winds and clouds of the endless universe.

The method of the God Realm!

Though they did not yet know what the God Realm truly was.

They could be sure it was a realm above the God Realm of Causality.

They did not doubt that Luo Hou was speaking falsehoods, did not suspect him of using some baseless, fabricated inheritance to fool them, because the aura he exuded upon leaving seclusion far surpassed that of the previous God Lord.

"Move out!"

Luo Hou swung the Devil God Spear, issuing a solemn command.

Boom!

Spacetime was utterly torn apart.

Dozens of figures vanished, traversing the Void as they flew toward the Dao Saint Temple.

...

Dao Saint Temple.

The fifth central grand hall.

The Lord of Destiny sat cross-legged, eyes fixed on the black-and-white interwoven River of Destiny before him. His brows were tightly knitted, his heart filled with sorrow and worry.

He still felt that something momentous was about to happen.

But the problem was that he could not divine the truth of it, could not even find the source of the crisis.

"Just what has happened?"

The Lord of Destiny was distressed!

So distressed his hair was falling out in handfuls.

Hum!

But at that moment.

The calm River of Destiny boiled once more. The power of calamity flared with dazzling light, transforming into a ferocious, bone-chilling demonic dragon that charged toward the power of Fortune.

Crack!

A faint shattering sound rang out.

The Lord of Destiny’s pupils shrank to needle points, his face turning deathly pale, devoid of the slightest trace of blood. His jaw trembled as he stammered, "A great... a great calamity has erupted!"

His tightly contracted pupils relaxed slightly as he stared fixedly at the River of Destiny.

He saw that where the demonic dragon struck, a fissure had appeared.

Though very fine.

It still split the River of Destiny into two segments.

The Lord of Destiny knew clearly that once the River of Destiny broke, it meant the endless universe would undergo a death calamity.

Death calamity!

Who could save the endless universe?

Names flashed through the Lord of Destiny’s mind: the Lord of the Universe, Killing World, Mysterious Fate, and even Sword Sovereign. But he eliminated them all.

These people were not weak, yet to lead the endless universe through a death calamity, they were still far from enough.

"Qin Dynasty Fortune Dynasty!"

In the end, the Lord of Destiny cast his gaze westward. At the edge of his vision lay a vast nation that had forged countless legends.

A millennium-old capital!

Countless prodigies!

And the Human Sovereign who killed four calamity beasts with a single finger!

He could not be viewed with the eyes of ordinary men, nor could he be measured by common sense!

Thinking this, the Lord of Destiny hesitated no longer. His figure grew gradually faint as he raced madly toward the Qin Dynasty Fortune Dynasty.

An hour later.

The Lord of Destiny arrived at the Great Thousand World of Heaven above the Nine Provinces.

But he did not immediately go to see Qin Wudao; instead, he headed for a Dao mountain outside the imperial city.

Inside the Dao temple.

Zhang Sanfeng poured a cup of tea for the Lord of Destiny, then spoke, "The River of Destiny of the endless universe has broken? And it was smashed by a demonic dragon?"

The Lord of Destiny lifted the teacup, but had no mood to savor it. He nodded gravely.

"Demonic dragon!"

A flash of murderous intent streaked across Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes as he said, "This poor Daoist knows the source of this calamity!"

The Lord of Destiny brightened, quickly asking, "Who?"

"Luo Hou!"

Zhang Sanfeng replied.

The Lord of Destiny was somewhat bewildered and asked doubtfully, "Who is this person?"

"An old friend!"

Zhang Sanfeng’s expression grew solemn as he said, "He is the enemy the Qin Dynasty Fortune Dynasty encountered in the ’Mortal Dust Realm’. As the Qin Dynasty Fortune Dynasty rose, he was constantly growing stronger as well!"

"Now, he should be the God Lord of the Dark Holy Temple!"

On hearing this.

The Lord of Destiny could no longer sit still. In his view, the Qin Dynasty Fortune Dynasty’s rate of development was monstrous enough already, yet there was actually someone who could maintain an equal pace of growth with the Qin Dynasty Fortune Dynasty.

Moreover, this person had become the lord of the Dark Holy Temple.

Dark God Lord!

Demonic dragon!

The Lord of Destiny closed his eyes, recalling the scene of the demonic dragon smashing into the River of Destiny, and gradually accepted Zhang Sanfeng’s words.

That demonic dragon should indeed be referring to Luo Hou!