The eleven gods and goddesses, who were left alive roared in anger seeing one of them die right in front of their face, their killing intent fully unleashed, suffocating the air surrounding them. The air crackled with divine energy, turning scorching hot, icy cold, and thick with evil intent.
Ling Wugi's grin never even wavered as he shouted in amusement, "Come, show me your despair!! Beg me for your measly life!!! SHOW ME!!"
Li Tianfeng, ignoring his taunting, led the charge, his golden sword slashing downward. Ling sidestepped, but the blade grazed his arm, drawing blood out from his hand.
At the same time, Mei Lihua's flames burst around him, burning his flesh. Qin Yue's winds howled, slicing his skin lightly with countless invisible blades.
"Tch, annoying pests!" Ling hissed, lashing out. His black aura swirled, forming tendrils that whipped out from him.
The tendrils slammed into Wu Gang, breaking his ribs, but Chen Xiaoran hurled a boulder-sized chunk of debris at Ling's head. The impact shattered against him, but it only left him momentarily stunned... Nothing more, nothing less.
"Now!" Zhao Yunhai roared, lightning forming out from his fingers, striking Ling in the chest.
The pain was searing but Ling just gritted his teeth, but the corner of his mouth curled up into a terrifying grin, "Pain... so sweet."
Xiao Yan appeared behind him like a shadow, daggers aimed at Ling's neck. Realizing this, Ling tried to spin around to dodge it but was too late in his timing, as one of the daggers successfully severed his ear, the other slashing across his eye which made blood pour down his face like water.
"HAHAHA! GOOD!" Ling shouted, even with such severe injuries, it didn't even affect his mentality nor him in any way.
Jiang Rui dived from above, her fiery wings slashing through the air. Ling blocked with his arm, but her flaming strike burned through it. With a sickening snap, his left arm was severed at the elbow.
Ling stumbled, as blood started to pour down from his wounds, his breathing getting heavy and ragged.
"You're done, monster!" Feng Qinglan screamed, lunging with her spear.
Her strike pierced Ling's chest, the tip bursting out from his back. She twisted it, her face filled with hate.
Ling staggered, coughing blood. Then he grinned once again.
"Not even close."
With his remaining hand, he grabbed the spear, pulling Feng Qinglan closer. His black aura erupted, tendrils stabbing into her chest and head. Her scream was cut short as her body crumbled into ash.
"QINGLAN!" Mei Lihua cried, unleashing a torrent of flames.
Ling charged through it, ignoring the fire peeling his skin. He slammed his fist into Mei's face, breaking her skull with a sickening crunch.
The others attacked in unison, desperately trying to kill him. They used everything they know and have, be it swords, lightning, and wind which tore into Ling's body. Blood splattered everywhere, but his laughter drowned out their war cries one by one.
"You can't kill me!" Ling roared with a massive grin that made them fear him more and more with his strength and his tenacious body/way.
Xiao Yan appeared again, aiming for his heart but this time, ling caught him mid-strike, snapping his neck with one brutal twist that killed him in one go.
Jiang Rui screamed in fury, her fiery wings slicing toward Ling's throat. He ducked, grabbing her legs and slamming her into the ground, shattering her skull.
Chen Xiaoran roared, driving his fists into Ling's broken body. Ling coughed blood, but his black aura surged, encasing Xiaoran. With a horrifying squeeze, Xiaoran's body was crushed into pulp.
One by one, Ling dismantled them. Li Tianfeng's head rolled. Zhao Yunhai's chest caved in as Ling stomped him into the ground. Qin Yue's winds faltered as Ling tore her in half with his bare hand.
In the end, only Ling wugi stood, his grin never fading as he gets delighted in his victory.
He was drenched in blood, his body riddled with wounds. His left arm was gone. One ear was missing. His right eye was blind, the scar deep and grotesque. Yet, he grinned through the pain, surrounded by the mangled remains of his enemies.
"That… was fun." As he was delighted about his victory, his gaze suddenly locked in the body of Qin Yue, which made him walk up to her, having something in his mind that he wants to do with her corpse.
He then crouched beside Qin Yue's corpse, her body cold and lifeless. Placing his flesh-covered hand over her abdomen, he could feel the faint vibration of her dantian through his hand.
"I wonder how it feels to take out the source of a half-pinnacle reached human!?," he muttered, voice cold but tinged with confusion and a curiosity.
With a quick motion, he plunged his fingers into her stomach. Flesh tored and her blood sprayed, and with a wet squelch, he pulled out the glowing dantian. Chaotic energy swirled within the orb, its light flickering ominously continuously.
As he held it, the 'Nine Laws of Hell' technique at his side trembled violently. Its vibrations intensified, resonating with the dantian in his grip, as it told him something.
'you want me to… eat it?' he muttered, a wicked smirk spreading across his face, from ear to ear.
Without hesitation, he brought the glowing dantian to his mouth. Its energy fought against him, crackling and sparking, but he bit into it with savage force.
The taste of the dantian.. was kind of metallic and bitter, burning his tongue as he swallowed the first chunk of it.
"Fuck…!" He winced as the power surged through his body, but then—
The 'Nine Laws of Hell' book on the other hand began to glow. A violent pulse shot through the air as it begins to vibrate aggressively and before he could react, it shot into his chest with an overwhelming force.
"What the—" Ling staggered back, feeling the ancient technique burn through his veins, flooding his senses with evil energy.
But just then, suddenly, the skies above darkened. Thunder started to rumble like crazily, and heavy rain began to pour onto the ground of the heavenly god realm and even flooding the forbidden palace like the heavens themselves were drowning this place in anger.
Ling's eyes narrowed, his iris Duliating in surprise, "Shit. This… isn't normal."
With quick strides, he walked out of the palace, and then looked up at the darkening sky. The rain soaked his body, but he didn't care.
Just then, matching the time, two massive, menacing red eyes appeared in the sky, staring down at him. They glowed with an eerie, overpowered energy that overwhelmed everything.
Ling's breath caught. "What the hell...?"
The moment his gaze met those eyes, the world seemed to freeze—everything paused.
Ling Wugi's eyes burned with fury as the two massive red eyes stared down at him. His teeth ground together. "You again, you damn bastard..."
The rage bubbled over as he gave the sky a middle finger. "Fuck you, Heavenly Dao!"
The cold, emotionless voice of the Dao echoed, sending a chill down his spine. "Ling Wugi, you've done the impossible! You've successfully managed to anger me to no bounds."
His lips curled into a sneer. "You'll regret this."
The voice continued, unwavering. "And since you've also broken the one principle—never touch the forbidden technique—you've crossed the limit of a cultivator and broken the balance."
Ling's fists tightened. "I don't care about your balance."
"For that, you shall be punished!" the Dao finished calmly.
The anger within him exploded. "Fuck your punishment!" he roared, gathering every ounce of power he had.
With a wild cry, he attacked the sky with everything—his fist crackling with energy. But the two eyes did not flinch. His attacks vanished into thin air, as if nothing had happened.
He gritted his teeth. "You're fucking playing with me!"
And then, the sky rumbled, dark clouds spinning around as the Heavenly Dao unleashed its wrath. Hundreds of bolts of heavenly tribulation thunder crashed down, tearing through the air with an intensity he couldn't escape.
Each bolt struck him like a hammer, forcing him to the ground. His body convulsed, skin searing, and he coughed up blood. "Damn you!"
The thunder kept coming, relentlessly, until his body trembled, knees scraping against the earth. He could feel his consciousness slipping, but his thoughts burned with hatred.
'I... I won't forgive you, you fucking old bitch!'
'Even... even if thousands... trillions of years pass, I'll come back... and kill you before I cross you and ascend as the only ruler...'
Blood poured from his mouth, his vision growing dim.
"I shall also destroy your soul as a punishment for the Heavenly Dao," the voice said coldly.
Ling Wugi's body trembled as he struggled to stay conscious. But just then, the 'Nine Laws of Hell' technique book emerged from his chest, glowing fiercely.
"W-what!" The heavenly Dao gasped, his eyes widening. "H-has it already accepted you as its master!? Impossible!"
"Even to the extent of anything, I'll destroy your soul no matter what!"
It gathered its power, dark energy swirling, preparing to crush his very soul.
But as the Dao unleashed its final assault, the 'Nine Laws of Hell' shone brighter than ever before. Ling's body became engulfed in its light.
Then, his soul... vanished....Leaving the Heavenly Dao Smitten in anger with no way to release it!
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Author Note;
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