Chapter 1918: Again a Deity

“Brother?”

Seeing an identical face and soul aura suddenly appear before him, the God was momentarily stunned. “Is this your clone? To have a clone whose power rivals that of the main body is an incredibly rare treasure. Excellent, it’s mine now too!”

Even in the Heavens, people refine clones, but most are mere puppets—having form but no spirit. This one, however, was identical to the main body and even possessed a unique sentience. This indicated that the treasure used to create it was among the most supreme in the Heavens. Acquiring such a treasure and refining it into his own clone would be like gaining an extra life, eliminating any future fear of danger!

His eyes reddened, and he raised his hands. “From today onward, you are mine…”

Boom!

Surging power swept towards the clone, but before it could reach him, the God’s vision blurred involuntarily. The clone, without warning, had appeared directly in front of him and kicked him in the face. “You want to refine me? Who do you think you are?”

“You…” The God’s mouth twitched. Just as he was about to speak, his vision went black again as the clone delivered a second kick. He was sent flying backward.

“This is impossible…” Still mid-air, the God’s face contorted with disbelief. It wasn't from the pain of the blows, but from sheer incredulity. Other people's clones were always weaker than the main body; if the main body was no match, how could *this* guy's clone be so much stronger? Is there any justice?!

“Nothing is impossible. The main body is just a weakling; how could he compare to me?” the clone sneered. With a cold laugh, the clone charged again and delivered another kick!

Zhang Xuan had always suppressed his cultivation, maintaining it at the Grand Completion of the Immortal Realm. The clone was different; being a divine artifact itself, it didn't need to suppress its power. Over a month ago, it had already broken through to the Ancient Saint realm with the aid of Ancient Saint power, reaching the true "Rebirth through Blood" level. At comparable strength, Zhang Xuan was no match; with a difference of three major realms, there was no comparison. Only by wielding the Dragon Bone Divine Spear could Zhang Xuan put up any kind of fight.

“This is even better. If I refine you, my clone will become even stronger…”

Despite being kicked repeatedly, the God wasn't angered; instead, he grew increasingly excited. With a shriek, he lunged forward, intending to unleash a trump card to eliminate this arrogant clone. But then, his vision went dark again as a book hurtled through the air, followed by a dark palm emerging from within it, slapping him hard across the face. With just one strike, he spun twice in place, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“What is this?!” The God was truly losing his mind. What kind of trump cards did this guy possess? A brick, a clone… and now a book… Crucially, the power hidden within that book was clearly felt, and it was no weaker than his own!

While he was bewildered, Zhang Xuan, holding a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right, charged again from the side. Instantly, spear light surged like a dragon, and sword qi roared like the ocean. Simultaneously, the clone and the Enforcer launched a concerted attack.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

In less than ten breaths, the God suffered hundreds of blows. His internal organs were displaced, his bones shattered, and there was not a single intact spot on his body.

“No…” The God was terrified. He had thought that by rushing through the rift, he would gain endless benefits here. He never dreamed that he would be facing death at any moment! Just Zhang Xuan alone was a challenge to fight, but with two more equally strong, even stronger, opponents, it was utterly hopeless!

A wave of panic surged deep within him. He faked two moves, just about to flee, when the brick descended from the sky once more. It seemed this thing was always hovering above, ready to strike his face at any moment. His head was struck, and the next moment, the spear and sword simultaneously pierced his chest. Immediately after, a fist caved in his skull, and a palm crushed his heart.

Thud!

Falling from the sky with a face full of unwillingness, the God's life force was extinguished. He had come to the lower realm intending to plunder, but in the end, he lost his own life.

“The blood and corpse of such a powerful being are good things…” After killing him, Zhang Xuan sighed in relief. With a grab of his hand, he collected the corpse into his spatial folding device. This was a genuine Void Shattering expert; his corpse and blood would undoubtedly be of immense help to Zhang Xuan in breaking through to the Ancient Saint realm. He then sent the clone and the Enforcer into the spatial folding device, and with a gentle sway, flew back towards the high platform.

***

On the high platform, after a long period of adjustment, Ancient Sage Yan Qing struggled to his feet, gazing at the continuously tearing space in the distance with a look of worry.

“Ancient Sage Yan Qing, is that the Celestial Acknowledged Master Teacher of the Human Race you spoke of, Zhang Xuan?” Kong Shiyao flew over. Having continuously activated her bloodline, her face was pale. Although she could fly, she had expended all her energy.

“Yes!” Ancient Sage Yan Qing nodded.

“Truly extraordinary…” Kong Shiyao nodded, her eyes showing admiration. She possessed an inherently powerful bloodline, unmatched since childhood, and had always believed herself to be undeniably the strongest below the Ancient Saint realm. She never expected Zhang Xuan to be even more formidable. Earlier, upon hearing about him, she had developed a curiosity to compete, even thinking of meeting and fighting him after breaking through to the Ancient Saint realm. Now, it seemed, that wouldn't be necessary. She had expended her bloodline power and still couldn't stop the God for even half a step, yet Zhang Xuan was able to fight him and draw him away. This alone proved he was far stronger than her.

“Although he is strong, compared to this God from the Heavens, he’s still a bit lacking. I fear… he might be in danger!” an Ancient Sage said, his voice laced with worry. He had been stripped to a mere skeleton, and while he wouldn't die immediately, without the power of an Ancient Sage to recover, he would soon run out of strength and his soul would disperse.

“In our current state, not only can we not save anyone, but we can barely even stabilize the formation…” Ancient Sage Yan Qing also knew this, and looked towards the sky with a bitter smile.

The God had been drawn away by Zhang Xuan, but that didn't mean the danger was over. The seal in the sky, maintained by Ancient Sage Ziyuan’s corpse, had broken, and a mercury-like power continuously poured down. If it wasn't quickly sealed, all cultivators in Kunxu Realm would likely have their meridians shattered, leading to their deaths. This was already a matter of extinction for their race.

“This power works subtly; it won't take effect immediately. The most urgent task is to first kill that God. Otherwise, I fear that in less than half a day, the Kunxu Realm will be corrupted…” Kong Shiyao said. The mercury-like power, once it descended, wouldn't cause immediate harm as long as it wasn't absorbed. However, if this God remained alive and continued to kill, no one among the Hundred Schools of Philosophers could stop him, making the danger far greater!

“Indeed, we must eliminate him, even if it costs us our lives…” Everyone gritted their teeth simultaneously. Just as they were about to pursue in the direction of the spatial rift, they saw a young man floating gracefully back towards them. Dressed in spotless white, with a faint smile on his lips, he bore no injuries whatsoever, looking as if he had been on a leisurely trip rather than in combat. Who else could it be but Zhang Xuan!

“You… you’re alright? Could it be… the God was killed?” Everyone was speechless.