Chapter 1844 - 501: The Most Useless Divine Skill—My Mountain Lord Sword

Everything is silent, everything is frozen, as if an eternity has passed.

Only then does the Cliff Divine King start to show some reaction.

His ever-changing God and Devil Two Forms finally freeze completely.

On the left is God, on the right is Devil.

Clear and distinct, there is no more change.

And the boundary between the left God and right Devil, a clear demarcation, slowly splits open.

The path of his own being, entwined around him, also splits fairly into two, resembling a double helix structure.

Half falls towards the God side, half falls towards the Devil side.

And behind him, the broken world shadow he carries, is the way guarded by the Cliff Divine King for All Gods.

The shadow of that broken world also falls away at this moment, separating completely from the Cliff Divine King.

In the instant it separates, the shadow splits open from the middle, a very standard split from the center.

Once split into halves, the shadow of the broken world divides again into four, then into eight, continuously fragmenting and dissolving, gradually disappearing.

The path guarded by the Cliff Divine King is gone.

The final glory of All Gods, the hope for the Great Devil to return as gods, is severed completely.

And from the enormous True Body split in half by an axe, on the God side, divine light starts to flow, transforming into a complete Deity.

While in the half Devil body, a large amount of demonic qi pours out, forming a complete Devil.

At this time, the Mountain Lord grips the stone axe single-handedly and begins to recover his presence.

He looks expressionlessly, though somewhat bewildered, at the Cliff Divine King, or rather the God and Devil.

Though that strike didn't instantly kill the Cliff Divine King, it hardly makes a difference.

With that strike, he shattered the way of All Gods, leaving no more Gods.

Splitting the path of the Cliff Divine King himself, forcing him to fall in rank, forcibly changing from an uncertain dual nature to a certain God and Devil.

He is no longer among All Gods.

This is even more devastating than a single strike taking his life.

The Mountain Lord stands holding the stone axe, somewhat dazed while witnessing this scenario, even though he was merely a tool, a sword wielded by Yu Ziqing to deliver this strike.

Yet, the strength was his own, it was with his hand that he shattered all of this.

He remembers the words Yu Ziqing once said.

For this day, they endured so much hardship and paid such a great price, Yu Ziqing merely desired to have everything turn out as perfectly as possible, under control.

For instance, letting all Gods disdain him, possessing the strongest power but unable to kill the Gods' Mountain Lord, dismantle the most crucial Cliff Divine King among Gods.

This must be the best comfort for the past martyrs and rulers.

The Mountain Lord's expression changes, both joyful and sorrowful, as he thinks of the Primordial Lord, the Heavenly Monarch, the Yuan Lord, and the old friends of yesteryear.

He can no longer contain the grief within and bursts into loud sobbing.

"The most useless of me can finally avenge you all..."

He cries out as if crazed, brandishing the stone axe charging forward.

Yu Ziqing steps out in front, surpassing the Mountain Lord.

"Brother, the God half is yours, the Devil half is mine, I've never seen such a pure Devil."

Even the path splits, ranks fall, that God and Devil cannot escape anymore.

Yu Ziqing merely steps forward and stands atop the Devil's massive head, reaching out to gently tap the Great Devil's head.

In the next moment, without any sign of strength or aura, the Great Devil's head suddenly collapses inward.

The Great Devil howls and collapses towards the center, within a few breaths' time, shrinking into a head-sized black sphere.

Yu Ziqing opens his mouth wide, larger than a human head, swallowing the black sphere whole.

All the flavors, existent and nonexistent, that Yu Ziqing could conceptualize appeared here.

His mouth constantly secretes saliva, turning into pitch-black water and falling.

The black sphere swallowed into his stomach dissolves in the black water, never surfacing again.

The Great Devil swiftly dissolves within, rapidly digested by Yu Ziqing.

With its split and fall to this extent, it stands no chance against Yu Ziqing, who still maintains dominance.

After swallowing the Great Devil, Yu Ziqing quietly waits, watching the deranged Mountain Lord chase the God half, wildly hacking with the stone axe.

The outcome is already a foregone conclusion.

"This axe is for the Primordial Lord.

This axe is for the Yuan Lord.

This axe is for the Yuan Lord.

This axe is still for the Yuan Lord..."

The Mountain Lord chops away, keeping a tally.

He was brought up by the Yuan Lord, teacher and maternal figure alike, all crucial experiences were with the Yuan Lord, he cannot accept the Yuan Lord's fall.

After tears and laughter, having chopped the God half of the Cliff Divine King to pieces, he slowly stops.

Yu Ziqing comes, collecting the yet undissolved parts into a black jar, adding things onsite, stirring with his current mysterious essence to begin brewing wine.

Meanwhile, he waves a hand, briefly obscuring.

In that instant, the remnants in his belly, the ground-up Great Devil, are spat out again, and poured into the wine vat.

Inside the black jar, slowly a special divine aroma surfaces, when also a hint of wine fragrance emerges.

In the distance, the Yang-destroying Devil, who has been floating observing mid-air, laughs madly out loud.

"Dead, dead, finally dead, finally dead!

My way is about to manifest, I am about to achieve my path.

I knew it, only when All Gods become history, can I manifest my path.

Ha... Hahaha...

Quick, kill me fast, help me achieve my path!"

The Yang-destroying Devil laughs wildly, flying over, awaiting Yu Ziqing to send him to achieve his path.

Yu Ziqing extends a finger, stopping the flying Yang-destroying Devil's position.

"Have you thought it through, would you seek the path yourself, or shall I try sending you?

These are entirely different matters, at least at present I feel the significance is completely different."

Yu Ziqing truly admired the Yang-destroying Devil's perseverance for the path; had it been at the very beginning, he would readily lend a hand to the Yang-destroying Devil, and attempt sending him.

As only the pursuit achieved by oneself is the most perfect.

Yu Ziqing sending him would likely leave an irreparable regret.

Now, there's no opposition between them, Yang-destroying Devil's determination for the path, Yu Ziqing truly cannot do such a thing.

It's better to let the Yang-destroying Devil attempt on his own.

"Then let me try first, if I can't, you send me, and by then I can bring you along, at most bring two more people, no more than that."

"Alright, alright, thank you in advance, go ahead and try on your own."

Yu Ziqing is too lazy to mock the Yang-destroying Devil anymore, he is indeed sincere, genuinely intending to repay the favor, this is also what the Yang-destroying Devil considers the best way to repay.

Yu Ziqing looks up, gazing at the void in the sky.

With a wave of his hand, the Gang Wind Layer returns, gradually filling the massive void.

With the Yang-destroying Devil's confirmation, and his own direct confirmation, there will be no issues.

Seizing the moment while power remains, he turns towards the deep sea, calling out with deep emotion to the Ancient Sea God.