Chapter 338: Arrival

The Great Blood Domain.

The space was undisturbed, and there was no aura. He seemed to appear out of thin air.

It was a slender figure in white, emerging from nowhere, holding a pristine holy book, bathed entirely in pure white divine light.

“God of Wisdom? Hermes??” The Blood Emperor’s body trembled as he looked at the white-robed deity before him.

That was a legendary god!

The surrounding Monarch Emperors were also startled at the sight.

“No, this is the aura of faith power!”

“So that’s it…”

Some of the Monarch Emperors broke out in a cold sweat.

This was a terrifying scheme: all the collective wishes of an entire world had converged to form Hermes, creating a deity far more formidable than any Heavenly Emperor currently in the Primeval World.

But what did it matter?

Their eyes gradually darkened.

The Blood Emperor spoke, “Killing this Hermes, who embodies the hopes of all beings, will yield immense energy. His aura is terrifying, perhaps comparable to two or three Heavenly Emperors combined.”

Blom laughed, “We have a large number of people… but the Vampire Progenitor took half of them on patrol, so we can conveniently claim this Great Emperor for ourselves.”

“The converged wishes of all beings, the last hope of this entire land, the taste of hope… it must be incredibly delicious.” The King of Dark Clouds, with his hideous black-thorned body, revealed a sinister expression, like a terrifying demon king devouring dreams.

As the surrounding Monarch Emperors conversed, Hermes felt the immense pressure emanating from all directions.

In the distance, Empress Kaguya, Mokore, and the Pale King also rushed over.

They revealed complex expressions, tinged with despair. They too clearly felt the aura of faith; it was not the true God of Wisdom, but a deity formed from the collective wishes of all beings.

Although they had already been subdued and were enchanted by the warm embrace of that father figure.

However, no matter how powerful the faith-based energy was, it ultimately wasn’t the omniscient and omnipotent true God of Wisdom. It couldn't possess invincible power. At this moment, victory seemed possible only if the Primordial Demon God or the Heavenly Dao of the Primeval World intervened.

“Kill!”

The Blood Emperor’s every pore seeped blood, his entire being transforming into a creature of blood, bulging with dense clusters of crimson, fleshy, tumor-like bubbles, a horrifying and eerie sight.

“Wisdom and civilization liberate humanity from its beastly nature.”

Hermes spoke slowly, enveloped in pure white divine light that illuminated the entire land, bathing it in white. “The distortion of the world, the distortion of human nature, the distortion of misfortune, the distortion of immortal existences — all need salvation!”

“Redeeming the sins of the world.”

Hermes’ voice, filled with holiness, pure clarity, soothing calmness, and tranquility, opened the holy book, urging those present to cast away the sins within their hearts.

“Kill him!”

“He’s merely a being formed from the collective wishes of all beings; there’s no need for further talk!” A terrifying aura spread as the Monarch Emperors present swiftly attacked. Frightening pressure extended, majestic in its might, their forms colossal.

In the distance.

Mengmei’s expression changed, and she too hurried over.

“I’ve already summoned the Heavenly Emperors from that side. Don’t blame me for fighting fire with fire! We’ll launch a pincer attack on these Monarch Emperors! If Hermes dies, who knows how long it will take to accumulate so much faith power again. We won’t be able to stop them from slaughtering all beings during that time.”

She grew nervous. “It’s all his fault for acting too quickly, beyond our control. They might not arrive in time… Though it’s only thirty or forty seconds, for powerhouses of this level, especially when being surrounded and targeted by everyone…”

The greatest possibility was instantaneous annihilation!

Hermes, standing before them, faced Monarch Emperors from throughout history.

Each of them had suppressed past eras, an invincible presence wherever they went.

Although only half of the Monarch Emperors were present, with the others on patrol and guarding the front lines, they were still more than any single Heavenly Emperor could resist.

Boom!

But in the next second, Hermes made his move.

“Wisdom is all power.”

Boom!

The entire world was swiftly compressed. The surrounding Monarch Emperors trembled violently, spat blood, and were sent flying backward.

“Wisdom is the authority of thought, and thought is the basis for sensing time.”

In an instant, time around them seemed to slow. The actions of the surrounding Monarch Emperors, who had been closing in, became sluggish.

But only they knew that their minds had been invaded by a mental spell, frantically interfering with and binding their movements.

“He’s definitely not as simple as mere faith power! He’s even integrated some terrifying elements, giving me the feeling of truly facing the omniscient God of Wisdom.” The Blood Emperor’s expression began to change.

“Wisdom is the observation of the truth of all beings.”

Whoosh—

Hermes turned to the next page again, unleashing spells that struck the surrounding Monarch Emperors from terrifying angles, sweeping them away like dry leaves.

Mengmei was utterly stunned!

Fighting her own son? It was like fighting a disciple she had personally taught?

“No, no! It must be this way! All the Monarch Emperors are transparent to him… he knows their cultivation techniques, their backgrounds, and their weaknesses, allowing him to defeat them in an instant!”

She recalled Di Qi.

Back then, Di Qi also knew all the details of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, which was why he could kill them within a few moves. Their movements, techniques, and weaknesses were completely exposed to him.

“God of Wisdom…” Mengmei fell silent for a moment. “To know the cultivation techniques of all Monarch Emperors… what kind of monster have we created?”

At this moment, Heavenly Emperors from the Primeval World arrived, watching the scene in astonishment.

“Who… is that?” The God of Combat was stunned.

Boom!

A Great Emperor flew backward and landed at his feet—it was Blom.

The God of Combat grew even more shocked.

After several exchanges, Blom had been suppressing him!

He couldn’t resist fiercely stepping on Blom’s face, trampling him repeatedly, then raising his Golden Cudgel and striking a cool pose.

Screenshot!

“Old Sun has subdued another demon.”

Not far away, Mokore began to laugh maniacally, happily opening his mouth wide.

“Do you see it?! Do you see it?!” he roared. “This is humanity! The wisdom of humanity! To possess wisdom is to be civilized, not a beast! This is the God formed from the convergence of all beings’ wisdom—Hermes! The last hope of all beings in this land!!”

He laughed hysterically, his suppressed emotions erupting once again like a raging torrent.

The Blood Emperor looked at the maniacally laughing Mokore. “Are you telling me that this God of Wisdom, brimming with the aura of faith and formed from the Primeval World’s system, is the savior of our Potion Land? And not a scheme by the Primeval World?”

“I…” Empress Kaguya and the others also felt that something was amiss.

But it didn’t dampen their excitement. What if it was formed by faith? It was still Hermes, the God of Wisdom! It *was* Hermes!

He represented the faith of mortals across the entire land! The hope of all beings! Regardless of whether he was true or false, he would save the mortals!

“We don’t need to help anymore,” Mengmei said, taking a deep breath. “In a sense, his combat power is already comparable to Medusa and Dao Changsheng combined. Any more numbers would be meaningless.”

Liu Wenjian looked at the figure and the book he held, a hint of shock appearing in his eyes. “That’s… my system. He doesn’t cultivate himself; he cultivates the book in his hand, similar to my sword. The book also cultivates the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art and contains layers of worlds. He has integrated all the cultivation techniques from both realms.”

Liu Wenjian looked at the Mother Earth Vine, her delicate body trembling. “He… is my teacher, Baixiaosheng?”

Mengmei hesitated, then nodded. “Yes, I gave him a handsome appearance and slipped in some personal ideas into his mind. I underestimated him too. Now, the exaggerated extent of his combat power is… already similar to Di Qi.”

“A second Di Qi?”

Countless Heavenly Emperors from the Primeval World swallowed hard.

Boom!

In the next second, Monarch Emperors were sent flying backward, one after another.

Hermes stood calmly in the center, the white-robed deity turning the pages of his book, utterly subduing the ancient Great Emperors.

Such a feat had never been seen throughout history! Even in the future, it would be difficult for such a prosperous era and opportunity to arise, and even harder for such a terrifying existence to appear.

On this day, a white-robed deity journeyed to the Great Blood Domain, holding a holy book, single-handedly suppressing all the ancient Great Emperors. The news swiftly spread throughout the entire world.

This scene was destined to become eternal.