Chapter 1029: Hacked—Impossible to Win

Chapter 1029: Chapter 1029: Hacked—Impossible to Win

The Eye of All-Seeing has never shown such a lack of confidence before; it was the first time Lin Yi encountered this since using it for so long.

Previously, no matter how formidable the enemy, the Eye of All-Seeing would always indicate a necessary time for interpretation.

This time’s display made Lin Yi clearly realize that the god this Fallen God Array aimed at was not an ordinary god.

No, that’s not the right way to put it.

In the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, out of the countless gods, only those with Divine Power at the "A" level or beyond this level can truly be called gods.

Others, whether at B, C, or D levels, cannot be called gods; they are merely beings stronger than ordinary life forms that have touched the threshold of the divine domain.

Feeling the powerful Divine Power emitted by the Fallen God Array, the Fu Xi Talisman remained utterly unperturbed.

It dissolved its form and then reformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man with a human torso and a serpent’s tail.

"Ha, the Fallen God Array, huh, it’s a well-named, deserving title,"

The middle-aged man sneered coldly after saying these words.

Initially, the gods participating in setting up the array didn’t think much of it, dismissing it as the arrogance of the Fu Xi Talisman’s avatar.

Unexpectedly, what the Fu Xi Talisman said next broke the defenses of all the Upper-Rank Gods except the God of Soul Gathering:

God? The cost of calling oneself a god is too low now, isn’t it? Do you know why this array is called the Fallen God Array? Strictly speaking, besides your leader, none of you pitiful fish and shrimps are qualified to be called gods.

A god is a terrifying existence that can dominate the Three Realms and Six Paths, an existence you cannot even fathom. You should know by now the power of this great array, right? Among you pathetic creatures, who can withstand the power of this array? Can the little leader among you truly contend against it?

The words were blunt and hurtful.

Still, they were undeniably true.

Reflecting on all they accomplished through the years, it was merely in service of the rulers among the gods.

Wearing the title of a god yet unable to escape the slavery of hierarchy—isn’t that another form of PUA?

It’s all well and good when nobody mentions these things.

But laying it all out in the open is genuinely demoralizing.

Lin Yi felt this sentiment deeply.

Wasn’t Blue Star, the world he traversed from, just the same?

So many people working arduously, climbing toward the summit.

They genuinely thought they could break the chains of class, shatter the shackles of destiny, and finally see the clouds part to reveal a bright moon.

Yet after scaling one peak, they found another even harder to climb.

The broad, expansive world they imagined simply doesn’t exist.

Reaching the top merely changed you from a lowly beast of burden to a higher one.

Isn’t life just like this?

Lin Yi couldn’t help but lament; gods, after all, can never shake off human nature.

In an instant, half of the eighty-six Upper-Rank Gods fell into confusion, and within the array, they momentarily forgot what they should be doing.

It was exactly this moment of laxity that gave the Fu Xi Talisman an opportunity.

The middle-aged man, entirely golden from head to toe, bore a peculiar smile.

The smile was filled with malice, and the God of Soul Gathering reacted first, realizing it was a ploy by the Fu Xi Talisman to sow discord.

"Don’t listen to him! You are gods. You possess Divine Power. You regularly enjoy Source Power Elixirs made from Source Power collected from lower planes. What else could you be if not gods?"

The call from the God of Soul Gathering brought many back to their senses, but it was too late.

Endless golden Lightning Dragons mercilessly rained down onto the Fallen God Array.

The Dragons roared and bellowed, like fearless warriors, continuously battering against the protective barrier.

The shield of the formidable array, supposed to be unbreakable, began to show cracks under the relentless assault of the dragons.

"Is being a god the concern right now? If you don’t properly maintain the array, who would survive the next wave of attacks?"

Indeed, it all needs an approach from reality, analyzing specific problems specifically.

The higher-ups see you as nothing, beasts of burden; save the outrage for later.

Now, it’s time to defend.

The Fu Xi Talisman may not have personal grudges, but its actions clearly aim to claim lives.

If you don’t put in all your effort to survive, you won’t even have the chance to argue with those higher-ups.

Upon understanding this, the battle spirit of the eighty-six Upper-Rank Gods was fully kindled, earnestly taking on what they were supposed to do in their positions.

The once-flawed shield slowly began to heal.

Witnessing this, the smug smile on the Fu Xi Talisman’s face gradually faded away.

A pair of golden eyes locked grimly onto the God of Soul Gathering, standing at the center position, with intensifying murderous intent.

In just the blink of an eye, the figure formed by the Fu Xi Talisman vanished.

In the next instant, it reformed at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye behind the God of Soul Gathering, delivering a heavy punch to the god’s chest.

"Damn fool, with your power, what resistance are you planning? Do you truly believe that your motley crew can arm-wrestle with me?"

The Fu Xi Talisman’s fist struck the chest of the God of Soul Gathering.

Foreseeing that this punch would hit his chest, the God of Soul Gathering concentrated his Divine Power on his chest to mitigate the damage caused by the punch.

The reaction speed and control over Divine Power for a top-tier deity were indeed extraordinary.

The God of Soul Gathering reacted almost instantaneously, the defensive Divine Power coming into effect the moment the Fu Xi Talisman’s fist landed, completely isolating the punch.

But engaging in such a common fighting style against the Fu Xi Talisman seemed overly simplistic.

The punch indeed hit the chest.

However, no power erupted from the chest.

Amidst his confusion, an intense sense of danger surged up from the God of Soul Gathering’s heart.

Years of bloody battle granted the sharpest combat intuition.

As expected, at the moment confusion arose in his heart, a terrifying Divine Power erupted from his back, crashing into him.

"Keeping quiet because you don’t like speaking?"

The figure formed by the Fu Xi Talisman bore a sneer of disdain on his face.

A direct confrontation?

Sorry, but without the defensive shield constituted by the Fallen God Array, the God of Soul Gathering isn’t even worthy of mention.

Even though its master had long perished, though now it was a masterless object unable to exhibit full combat power, so what?

It is the Fu Xi Talisman! The Lifebound Divine Artifact of an ancient god, wielding absolute power to dominate everything according to its will.

The power of this punch, even if it explodes within the God of Soul Gathering, is nothing it cannot achieve!

Splurt!

Internal energies suddenly surged, spiraling uncontrollably, and the God of Soul Gathering couldn’t suppress it, spurting a mouthful of fresh blood.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

Having done numerous tasks for the Immortal King, and fought countless powerful foes, he’d never faced such a monstrous entity.

What withstands when everything defies its natural course, isn’t this an outright hack? How can we even fight against it!