Chapter 911 - 271: [Destiny Mark]

Emperor Xin pulled hard again.

Indeed, it did not budge an inch.

For a Jhin, this was simply an insult.

No wonder the other party dared to be so reckless; it turns out he had something to rely on.

"Then let me see, whether those thousands of Life Energy are really so powerful that even fate cannot be shaken."

"[Destiny Mark]!"

Emperor Xin whispered in a low voice.

In his eyes, a scarlet mark slowly emerged.

The intricate pattern seemed to give off a sense of predestination that one could not escape.

Finally, the scarlet mark condensed before his eyes, transforming into the shape of the Emperor’s Seal, exactly like the one his senior brother Shen Luo had "coincidentally" encountered at Sword Casting Cliff, which helped him advance to the Divine Realm!

All coincidences are nothing but the designs of fate.

"Every mark of destiny is presented before your eyes."

As soon as Emperor Xin finished speaking.

All other dense lines of destiny disappeared, leaving only a single one, belonging to Han Zhan’s Line of Destiny.

The Supreme Treasure in his hand, the Emperor’s Seal mastering destiny, flew out of his palm, heading towards that Line of Destiny to suppress it.

A deep red vortex suddenly appeared at the base of the Emperor’s Seal, filled with all the destiny it had devoured.

With the appearance of the vortex, as if the abyss had been opened, countless sharp wails arose simultaneously.

The frenzied swirling suction seemed to want to engulf all of destiny within!

He is a Jhin, and destiny is his path, with the Emperor’s Seal as the foundation of this path.

This was already the strongest method Emperor Xin could use to deal with destiny!

"Let me see if you can still remain unscathed under such a degree of devourment!"

Emperor Xin shouted.

But soon, the mania on his face once again came to an abrupt halt.

Han Zhan’s Line of Destiny, like a Stabilizing Needle, remained unshaken in the face of the devourment.

Emperor Xin injected all his energy into it, and his face changed several times.

Still, it was to no avail.

What’s more, in Emperor Xin’s vision, he seemed to see the Line of Destiny in his hand, connected to several luminescent figures in the distance.

Fu Xi, Nuwa, Shennong, Yellow Emperor...

The most terrifying part was that they seemed to have really sensed something, their gaze turning towards him.

That gaze seemed to say: "Young man, you are quite courageous, trying to toy with my fate?"

Emperor Xin shuddered and immediately ceased the pursuit of destiny without saying a word.

The scene before him disappeared, and large beads of sweat seeped from Emperor Xin’s forehead.

The shock brought by that scene just now was far greater than any other time.

Life Energy, the illusion of Saints, surprise was one thing, but those still belonged to the realms of "normal people," being the pinnacle among normal people.

However, if one says someone’s Line of Destiny can connect with the Lines of Destiny of Saints, that would be insane, not a "normal person," but a "monster"!

If connected with the destinies of three or five Saints, that is not just a "monster," that’s the father of a Jhin!

At this thought, Emperor Xin’s face became exceedingly terrible.

He couldn’t figure out, even if it killed him, why someone could have their fate thoroughly integrated and connected with the destiny of the Saints.

Can that be shaken?

No wonder the gaze cast by the Saints carried a kind of pity as if caring for the intellectually disabled.

...

"What happened."

On the other side, Jiang Ziya and Han Zhan had just arrived at the next target location.

"If you’re too tired, just take a rest first."

They had sealed three Celestial Gods in a row.

The once lofty Celestial Gods, overlooking the world from above, had now become prisoners within the Investiture of the Gods.

Sealing Celestial Gods, liberating the people, Han Zhan’s prestige soared accordingly.

Seeing Han Zhan pause there, seemingly in a daze for a moment, Jiang Ziya actively inquired.

Han Zhan shook his head.

Tired, he was not.

The power of Celestial Gods lies mainly in their ability to deliver divine punishment, while human cultivators have not yet ascended to the Divine Realm.

With the Investiture of the Gods, drawing these Celestial Gods from their stronghold in the heavens to confront a Divine Realm expert 1v1 was already a fair match.

But don’t forget, Han Zhan now, is more than just a Divine Realm expert.

He integrated the [Skill Gate], [Magic Gate], [Skill Gate], [Power Gate], [Life Mark], [Barbaric Beast Mark], a total of six Supreme Treasures, or rather, six dominions.

And they were all perfectly integrated.

This was not an ordinary Divine Realm but a cheat.

Even Celestial Gods, when encountering a Divine Realm cheat, must succumb.

So to say sealing three Celestial Gods consecutively was very tiring, meant little to Han Zhan.

The real reason why he was in a daze for a moment just now was that it seemed as if something had lightly scratched him in the unseen.

Very subtle, just like a tickle, and Han Zhan paused more to check over himself, wondering if there were any issues.

As it turned out, there were none.

He found nothing and could only shake his head.

"Let’s go, I’m ready."

Hearing this, Jiang Ziya flung out the Investiture of the Gods in his hand, suddenly, a dim light shrouded the sky.

The Celestial God here seemed to sense something, just about to act, only to find the whole world spinning.

Upon regaining sight, it was already in a completely unfamiliar Dark World.

In the distance, a man holding a Golden Longsword stood there, eyeing him fiercely.

He was sizing up Han Zhan,

Han Zhan was also sizing up the Celestial God.

This time, the Celestial God was an old yellow ox.

Strangely enough, the soul bodies of these Celestial Gods were all peculiar animals.

For example, the Quanrong’s Celestial God was actually a giant tiger engulfed in flames.

The Celestial Gods he had just sealed, besides the tiger, included a rabbit, a fox, an eagle...

All in all, animals types of soul essences.

Their techniques mostly related to their own nature.

Han Zhan contemplated in his mind while the old yellow ox across moved.

He saw it stamp its hoof fiercely, and surging floods roared forth.

Yes, this was actually a water buffalo.

Under its control, this area of the Vassal States indeed turned into a swamp.

With rampant floods and being near major rivers, the people here suffered from frequent flooding disasters.

Thinking of this, Han Zhan’s gaze sharpened.

The Xuanyuan Sword Qi in his hand blossomed, and countless Golden Sword Energy gathered around him.

He stepped forward, his right foot stamping firmly in the void.

The Sword Qi on both sides instantly merged, the dense Golden Sword Energy instantly forming a massive Longsword.

The Longsword split the waters, and any raging currents reaching this point were cleaved in two.

Han Zhan reached out to grasp the sword hilt, no longer hesitating, he charged forward.

Buzz!

The Xuanyuan Sword emitted a resonant sound.

All engulfing torrents were thoroughly severed, along with the old yellow ox Celestial God at the end, its soul essence shattered to pieces.

Countless fragments of soul essence were absorbed into the surrounding darkness.

The Investiture of the Gods reverted to its original form, falling back into Jiang Ziya’s hands.

Han Zhan nonchalantly dusted off his hands.

"Wrap it up, onto the next one."