Chapter 821: Unbeatable Myth

Haoyang Ancestor King fell. A profound silence descended upon the scene, and everyone watched in terror as he lay motionless in a pool of blood, his glabella pierced by a single note from a zither. The death of such a powerful Saint King, who had traversed the Primordial Era with few rivals, was undoubtedly a profound shock to all the ancient tribes. A single lethal note pierced through his skull, like a divine sword flashing from its scabbard, leaving no doubt as it terrified all creation.

Both Blood Lightning and Tai Ming, two other Saint Kings, recoiled several steps, their expressions frozen in shock. A peer had just died before their eyes. The other ancient kings felt a chill run down their spines. Such devastating power meant that dispatching them would be no challenge at all, leaving them feeling utterly helpless. Did eliminating an opponent truly require such a direct exchange of life for life?

The God King coughed out a mouthful of blood, staining his pristine white robes, yet he remained perfectly calm. He sat cross-legged in the void, shrouded by a shower of petals, confronting the kings alone. He had vowed to kill a Saint King, and he had done it. How could such a display of power not instill fear?

An ancient zither lay before him, emanating a pure, clear light. Its seven strings undulated like seven transparent dragonets, resonating with the divine laws of heaven and earth. Amidst the glistening shower of petals, his heart was tranquil, his spirit ethereal. He seemed to have forgotten everything external, completely absorbed in a marvelous state of the Great Dao.

"The Divine Melody is terrifying even when incomplete; it holds the mighty power of a true deity!"

The Blood Lightning Queen's voice was icy cold as she tightly gripped the dragon spear in her hand and pointed it forward. The area before them, dense with Dao patterns and divine laws, had been sealed by them into a small world, a veritable cage.

"He's expending his life force," Tai Ming Ancient King stated in a deep voice, appearing like a god emerging from the underworld. "To harm others will cost him an equal price. There's no need to fear, everyone."

Figures flickered as over a dozen ancient kings stepped forward, once again surrounding the white-robed God King. However, each one was exceedingly cautious, fearing a single devastating blow.

"Let's all attack and kill him!" roared a rather aggressive Ancestor King, launching the first strike. "He's expending his own life force and can't hold out much longer!"

He opened his mouth, and a torrent of power, like a celestial river, surged forth. This was unleashed by an ancient mirror he had spat out, its saintly laws pouring into the small world ahead.

*Ding*

A single note pulsed, unleashing a killing sound that severed the silver laws, then reversed their trajectory and surged towards the Ancestor King.

*Poof*

A splash of blood bloomed. Although the Ancestor King dodged in time, his shoulder was still struck, instantly pierced. A black hole formed there, devouring the fresh blood.

"Kill!"

The others also attacked, assisting the Ancestor King and assailing Jiang Taixu. Divine powers and righteous principles flowed into the pure land, weaving into a vast net.

"Saintly Dao Refining Net! Grind everything to dust! Shatter his body!"

An Ancestor King roared softly, being the first to spit out a mouthful of innate primordial essence. The others followed suit, sealing off the pure land and together weaving a Dao net to grind down Jiang Taixu. They no longer wanted to take risks. They intended to kill the God King by the safest means, each sacrificing their saintly essence to refine him.

Streaks of brilliant light surged forth as their entire bodies seemed to ignite. Each person shot out a beam of energy that plunged into the small world, transforming into a destructive tribulation fire.

Within the pure land, the God King remained serene. His hands plucked the zither strings, and the Divine Melody flowed forth, first with soft, clear notes, then gradually rising to a high-pitched resonance that seemed to slice through the very sky.

*Bo*

A streak of divine brilliance shot forth, piercing through the Dao net like a divine sword rending the heavens. It slashed directly outwards, startling all dozen ancient kings, whose faces paled.

"Don't worry," one person shouted, "he paid the same price! We can simply exhaust him to death!" He had seen another trickle of blood spill from the God King's lips.

In the center of the pure land, a drop of blood fell onto the God King's snow-white robes, blooming like a crimson plum blossom and startling all who witnessed it. Many human cultivators worried, knowing this situation was unsustainable. The white-robed God King would surely die with unfulfilled regrets.

"Kill!"

Over a dozen ancient kings roared, their spat-out innate essence growing denser, transforming into a divine sea that submerged the area ahead, giving the God King no chance at all.

*Zheng, zheng, zheng...*

Within the pure land, the God King's hands moved rapidly. The zither strings, like iron swords, emitted deafening clanging and killing sounds, vastly different from before. The purgatory, forged from the source of saintly innate essence, was repeatedly slashed by celestial swords. Cracks finally appeared, and then with a *pang*, a section burst open.

*Qiang*

The divine sound, like a blade, cut into everyone's heart, emitting a cold, metallic tremor.

"Ah!" screamed an Ancestor King. Bearing the direct brunt, he was shredded in half by a visible wave, sent flying sideways, his primordial spirit disintegrating as he died on the spot.

"What?! He can kill like that too?!" The others cried out in alarm.

Blood spilled from the God King's mouth, a clear sign of the considerable price he had paid to pierce the cage. Naturally, he wouldn't stop there. He forcefully plucked a zither string, and another ripple was clearly seen to rise.

*Poof*

In front, another Ancestor King screamed as blood splattered everywhere. He was instantly annihilated, body and spirit, by the Divine Melody.

"Kill! He can't hold out much longer!" the remaining individuals shouted.

Various divine laws flew out, rushing in the direction where the ripple had appeared. At the same time, the Blood Lightning Queen, who had been observing coldly, finally made her move. A crimson streak shot into the air as she swung the dragon spear in her hand and then thrust it forward.

The blood-red dragon spear burned fiercely, boundless divine flames collapsing the void. It flowed with endless Dao patterns, transforming into a world-ending divine spear that shattered the vacuum as it neared the God King. This spear was incredibly fast, like a bolt of blood-red lightning. It carved out a vast, black rift in the void, pushing speed to its absolute limit!

*Zheng*

One zither string from the ancient zither leaped up, transforming into a transparent coiled dragon that wrapped around the incomparably sharp, blood-colored spearhead, emitting sounds of Dao resonance and dragon roars.

*Poof*

The instant the dragon spear was entangled, a streak of blood-red light it had spat out pierced through the God King's shoulder. Vivid red blood bloomed in a brilliant splash, and like a divine python, the dragon spear vanished, retreating after a successful strike.

*Ding*

The zither string briefly entangled the dragon spear, eventually emitting a soft hum that resonated through the divine spear, which glistened like red agate.

*Poof*

In the distance, the Blood Lightning Queen's body shuddered violently. Several terrifying cracks appeared along her entire arm, and she immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staggering back several large steps.

"The God King's Body truly lives up to its reputation after reaching sainthood!" She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her murderous aura intensifying.

A profound silence fell all around. Even the ancient kings felt a prickling unease, for the Blood Lightning Queen's power was immense, yet such a lethal ambush had left her wounded.

"Kill him, give him no chance!" Tai Ming Ancient King said in a deep voice. "Don't let him escape from that cage; his life force cannot last much longer!"

The great battle resumed. All the ancient kings advanced, unleashing their strongest attacks within the pure land, where divine light surged violently.

"Ah..."

An Ancestor King screamed loudly, severed by a zither string that burst out of the pure land. Under the soft hum of the divine music, he transformed into a shower of light, becoming the very Dao laws of heaven and earth, and vanished.

Another ancient king was killed. The white-robed God King himself swayed for a moment, his face growing considerably paler, and another trickle of blood appeared on his snow-white robes.

"What should I do?" Ye Fan was on the verge of losing control. He wanted to reveal his trump card, fight his way over, and help the God King. No matter what, he would not let this tragedy happen a second time; he absolutely could not let the God King perish.

"Land of Nine Netherworlds, Underworld surges and sinks, cycle of Samsara!"

Suddenly, Tai Ming Ancient King roared in a low voice, instantly unleashing a forbidden technique. A desolate underworld materialized, pressing down, threatening to draw the God King within.

"You finally mastered it," the Blood Lightning Queen said in surprise, then quickly moved to assist. The others also unleashed their divine laws.

A section of the underworld manifested: dim and devoid of light, wreathed in black mist, utterly barren. A Yellow Spring surged through it, flowing towards an unknown distance.

"How could I have fully mastered it? It's only just beginning to take the form of the underworld," Tai Ming Ancient King said. "Help me draw him in, and I will suppress and kill him!"

Over a dozen individuals acted in concert, finally drawing the white-robed God King into the underworld. All of them worked together to suppress him, intent on sealing this eerie black prison.

*Qiang*

Before the God King, the ancient zither shone brilliantly. His hands moved, his very being seemingly immersed and imprinted upon it, and at that moment, it let out an earth-shattering roar! It sounded less like zither music and more like the first stirrings of the cosmos, the sound of a world being born. Chaotic light shone forth, and the noise was deafening.

"Ah..."

Screams erupted as two ancient kings were killed, their bodies shattering into pieces on the Tongtian Platform. Even the void turned crimson. The underworld world failed to close. The white-robed God King sat cross-legged in the void, surrounded by a sparkling ten-zhang radius where countless flowers drifted down. His expression was calm, and the zither music returned to its original rhythm.

A small pure land was stuck between segments of the underworld, unable to move in or out, creating a stalemate.

"The human race's white-robed God King is too terrifying!" All the myriad ancient races felt profound fear.

"Even Saint Kings can't suppress him. This is truly troublesome," Yuan Gu murmured, frowning.

The Emperor's Son sneered, "How many masters do the myriad races possess? In ancient times, even a peerless figure like the Divine Silkworm Princess was impaled by a single spear. If they truly emerged, they would be more than enough to flatten this world."

"Underworld God Reincarnation Burst!"

Tai Ming Ancestor King roared, unleashing his ultimate power. At this critical juncture, where life or death hung in the balance, the others also assisted, all exerting their strength. Various brilliant lights submerged the Jade Pool. A terrifying aura surged forth, threatening to shatter the nine heavens and ten earths.

Within the ten-zhang pure land, the God King's right hand performed *bò*, *mò*, *tiǎo*, *gōu*, *tī*, while his left hand executed *nǐ*, *chuò*, *zhù*, *zhuàng*. His movements were agile and natural, sacred and transcendent, and his entire being was suffused with clear light. The divine sound flowed like water, peaceful and serene. The sound waves were not particularly high, yet they resonated across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, cleansing the souls of all who heard them. This was the true Divine Melody!

At this moment, the white-robed God King was extraordinary and ethereal, as if he did not belong to this world. He sat cross-legged before the ethereal zither in the void, his hands sweeping across the strings, and heaven and earth settled into tranquility.

"Ah..."

Finally, with a loud cry, Tai Ming Ancestor King's head rolled down, severed by a pure note that shot forth. It then exploded, filling the sky with blood.

"What?! Tai Ming Ancestor King is dead too? How could this happen? What terrifying power does that heroic figure possess?" Everyone was utterly shaken.

Within the pure land, falling flowers danced like the tears of deities, scattering down, glittering with brilliance as they drifted around the white-robed God King and landed before the ancient zither. At this moment, blood continuously spilled from his mouth, impossible to swallow back. Even the drifting crystalline petals were stained with streaks of blood, a testament to the considerable price he had paid.

Yet, he remained an undefeated legend, inspiring deep reverence despite his extremely severe injuries.