Chapter 1628: Fire Heavenly Sovereign's Death

The villagers continued to beat him, intent on killing him. Huo Tianzun was furious. At that moment, a basin of black dog blood was suddenly thrown onto his face.

Huo Tianzun stood there stiffly, drenched in black dog blood.

Some black dog blood flowed into his glabella, where a hole had been pierced through by the Ancestral God King using the body of the Heavenly Duke. Transparent from front to back, the blood flowed into his brain.

A common person would have died long ago, but a Celestial Master was still a Celestial Master.

A young man, holding a cleaver, chopped towards his head, shouting, "His magic has been broken by the black dog blood! Quickly, hack him to death and take his head for the reward..."

Before the word "reward" was fully uttered, Huo Tianzun's fist landed on his face. The young man exploded into a mist of blood!

Although Huo Tianzun's Heavenly Palace had collapsed and his divine treasures had disintegrated, his physical body was still that of a Celestial Master.

These villagers were just ordinary people; how could they be his match?

Huo Tianzun's face darkened, and he began to massacre. Soon, all the men, women, and children of the village lay dead in pools of blood, not a single one spared.

"You traitors," he muttered, "I protected you, allowing you to survive in this cruel world and raise families, yet you repaid kindness with enmity..."

Huo Tianzun left, dragging his heavy steps, stumbling forward. Something constantly flowed from his mouth; he couldn't tell if it was black dog blood or his own.

His destination was the nearest divine city. He planned to leave Southern Heaven and go to Yankang.

"I raised you, yet you turned against me," he muttered. "Without my protection, you would be nothing but insects in Yankang, long since annihilated by demigods and ancient gods! You deserved to die; don't blame me, heh heh, don't blame me..."

He had one last straw to cling to: Celestial Master Mu. As long as he reached Yankang, he could persuade Qin Mu to spare his life!

If he couldn't persuade Qin Mu, then he would persuade Celestial Master Yun!

Also, Celestial Master Yue was soft-hearted. If he knelt down and kowtowed to admit his mistakes, then Celestial Master Yue would surely feel pity and intercede with Qin Mu on his behalf.

He still possessed many secrets of the Heavenly Court; these were his capital for survival and even advancement.

Betraying Emperor Haotian and the Heavenly Court presented no psychological burden for him. On the contrary, he would become a hero of the human race.

"Celestial Master Yun will arrange a long-suffering, resilient image for me," he thought. "Having infiltrated the enemy camp for a million years, not hesitating to bear the infamy of betraying my race and ancestors for glory. Heh heh, people's hearts are the easiest to deceive. They find it hard to distinguish right from wrong, and isn't it all just about how you tell the story?"

"I will become the most dazzling hero of the human race," he mused. "Even Celestial Master Mu's reputation won't compare to mine. Heh heh, he'll know better than to resist and will yield the position of human leader to me..."

He trudged on with difficulty, activating the Profound Creation Art to heal his physical injuries. However, his cultivation realm had fallen, and he couldn't recover it quickly.

Huo Tianzun was not worried about his destroyed divine treasures. The Seven Celestial Masters of Long Han had originally created their own realms from scratch. With his divine treasures destroyed this time, he could perfectly cultivate the results of Yankang's reforms.

He also had a clone secretly residing in Yankang, so the results of Yankang's reforms had not been kept from him. He could completely cultivate according to Yankang's new system, and his abilities would definitely surpass his previous ones!

Along the way, he tried to avoid villages in Southern Heaven to prevent being discovered, but how could he not be?

Ancestral God King had already ordered everyone in Southern Heaven to search for him. Huo Tianzun, with a surge of strength, killed everyone who discovered him, leaving no survivors.

Later, he simply stopped avoiding the villages along the way and walked into them with a grim face.

A moment later, he walked out of the village, leaving a ground full of corpses behind him.

"I will avenge you, my kinsmen," Huo Tianzun murmured. "You were killed by Ancestral God King, Celestial Master Xu, Madame Yuanmu, and by Emperor Haotian. If they hadn't pushed me so hard, you wouldn't have had to die. I, Huo Tianzun of Long Han, will certainly avenge you!"

Finally, as night fell, he arrived at this divine city of the myriad heavens.

The divine city was brightly lit. There wasn't a single guard on the city tower, and the city gates were wide open. The divine soldiers and generals guarding the city were nowhere to be seen.

Huo Tianzun shook off the blood scabs on his body, which fell to the ground. The wound on his glabella had also shrunk significantly, proving the usefulness of the Profound Creation Art he learned from Yankang.

However, Ancestral God King's attack was too powerful, leaving him with a severe Dao injury that would be difficult to heal in a short time.

"Master!"

As Huo Tianzun walked into the city, he suddenly saw Yan Yazhi leading his disciples. They knelt down with a rustle, forming a dense crowd before him.

Huo Tianzun's voice was filled with pleasure as he hoarsely said, "Yan Yazhi, as expected of my most valued disciple. Your master knows..."

"Master, why did you betray the Heavenly Court and His Majesty?"

Yan Yazhi looked up, his eyes brimming with tears. He slowly drew out a Dao Fire Mysterious Blade and choked out, "You've made things very difficult for your disciple—"

Huo Tianzun froze.

Yan Yazhi leaned on his blade and stood up, his aura erupting and locking onto Huo Tianzun. With tears streaming down his face, he said, "Master, you are the one I respect the most. You taught me about the proper roles of ruler and minister, father and son. As a minister, one must be loyal to the Celestial Emperor; betraying him makes one worse than pigs and dogs. Your disciple does not wish to be disloyal and unrighteous."

Huo Tianzun clenched his fists, breathing heavily, and stared intently at Yan Yazhi.

Tears streamed down Yan Yazhi's cheeks, yet a faint smile and excitement flickered on his face. "Master, you love your disciple, don't you? You value me the most, and you must also hope that Southern Heaven can flourish in your disciple's hands, right? Master, don't resist your disciple. Let your disciple take your head to the Heavenly Court to claim credit!"

Huo Tianzun burst into laughter, but it quickly devolved into a series of coughs, and he coughed up blood. "Good disciple, good disciple! Truly, worthy of being taught by me!"

"Naturally!"

Yan Yazhi also laughed out loud. "Master, how much I've learned from you, how alike we are. You don't need to resist anymore. Junior brothers, send Master on his way—"

He was so excited that his voice turned a little hoarse, dragging out the last words, "Let Master die quickly, don't let Master suffer too much!"

Behind him, Huo Tianzun's hundreds of disciples rose, activating various divine weapons and divine arts, howling as they rushed towards Huo Tianzun to kill him.

Huo Tianzun's rage blazed, and he struck decisively. He charged forward, confronting the divine arts he himself had taught. With a raised hand, he shattered one disciple with a single palm strike, and with a roar, he made the rest of the disciples stagger.

Yan Yazhi did not attack. Instead, he slowly circled the edge of the battle.

He was an Emperor's Throne expert, but he was exceptionally cautious. Although Huo Tianzun was severely wounded, with little magic power left and heavy Dao injuries, Yan Yazhi was extremely wary of him and dared not make a move lightly.

After all, although Huo Tianzun had little cultivation left, his physical body was still that of a Celestial Master.

A physical body cultivated to the pinnacle, almost an enlightened body—this was Huo Tianzun's capital for making it this far!

Soon, all the disciples were slaughtered by Huo Tianzun. Corpses lay scattered everywhere, and Yan Yazhi's pupils constricted.

Huo Tianzun stood in the center of the corpses and coldly said, "You were taught by me; you are a pack of dogs I raised. I clearly grasp the weaknesses of every one of you. Killing you is as easy as turning over my hand, including you, Yan Yazhi!"

He suddenly turned around, only to be met by Yan Yazhi's Dao Fire Mysterious Blade!

Yan Yazhi struck decisively, smiling, "Master, now no junior brothers or sisters are competing with me for credit! That's right, I was taught by you, but you are too weak now. Your physical body alone is no match for me!"

Huo Tianzun raised his hand to block as Yan Yazhi whirled around him, his mysterious blade striking down repeatedly like light and lightning. He sharply demanded, "Master, will you die or not, die or not!"

Huo Tianzun's injuries grew heavier, yet he remained exceptionally composed. Suddenly, he spotted an opening. With five fingers of his right hand, he continuously flicked, sending the Dao Fire Mysterious Blade flying with a series of clangs.

Yan Yazhi was alarmed; Huo Tianzun had already pointed a finger at his glabella.

Yan Yazhi's glabella exploded, and a large hole tore through his skull. He hastily retreated, fleeing like a startled swan in a flash of fire, and laughed, "Master, you can't escape!"

The spiritual energy migration bridge in the divine city was swept by him from afar and collapsed with a rumble, cutting off Huo Tianzun's idea of escaping into Yankang.

Huo Tianzun's heart sank. He turned and left this divine city, heading towards another.

His steps were faltering, but his Qi and blood gradually stabilized. Inside his body, he re-established divine treasures such as the Five Stars, Six Directions, Seven Stars, Celestial Human, Life and Death, and Heavenly River. He even planted a Jianmu Primordial Divine Bridge to unify the divine treasures.

His cultivation and magic power had risen to the Heavenly River realm. If he advanced further, he could cultivate the new Heavenly Palace system passed down in Yankang.

Unconsciously, he arrived at a small village. He saw the villagers beating gongs and drums, carrying cleavers, hoes, and other farm tools, rushing out of the village to attack him.

"After you die, I will avenge you," Huo Tianzun murmured, about to deliver a fatal blow. At that moment, he saw a young man appear in the village, hands clasped behind his back, looking up at a green tree.

It was a World Tree. Although the young man beneath the tree did not appear old, his temples were full of white hair.

"Celestial Master Mu!"

Huo Tianzun was both surprised and delighted, ignoring the attacking villagers. He burst into laughter, "Celestial Master Mu, are you here to save me? As expected, we share a telepathic connection..."

Qin Mu stood beneath the tree, not looking at him. Instead, he gently raised a finger.

A wheel of light spun, encompassing Huo Tianzun and giving him no chance to evade.

The wheel of light circulated once. Huo Tianzun felt as if in a dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw that all his injuries had completely disappeared. He quickly touched his face; it had also returned to its original state!

He was both surprised and delighted. At that moment, a cleaver chopped into his shoulder.

His Celestial Master's physical body, at this moment, was actually cut into flesh and blood by an ordinary cleaver. Unimaginable agony surged through him, and Huo Tianzun's tears streamed down his face.

He suddenly realized that his magic power had also disappeared. There was no vital qi or divine treasures left in his body!

He was as weak as these ignorant villagers!

"Kill him!"

The villagers' faces showed fanatical excitement. Their faces contorted wildly as they swayed before Huo Tianzun.

*Thud*

Three prongs of a dung rake pierced Huo Tianzun's forehead, embedding themselves in his brain. Huo Tianzun opened his mouth, wanting to speak, when someone then thrust a hunting spear into his chest.

He lost his strength and fell to the ground. Surrounding him were extremely excited villagers; clubs swung, and cleavers rose and fell, landing on his body.

"Wait a moment!"

He heard someone shout, "Don't ruin his face! We still need to cut off his head to claim the reward!"

Darkness enveloped Huo Tianzun's vision. He could only feel a rough hand grabbing his hair, a knife placed against his neck, slowly, stroke by stroke, intending to sever his head.

His consciousness completely plunged into darkness.

Just then, he heard the sound of fingers snapping.

Under the World Tree, Qin Mu snapped his fingers. Huo Tianzun's physical body recovered, his soul flew back into it, and his consciousness became clear once more.

"The Unchanging Divine Art?"

Huo Tianzun was both surprised and delighted, laughing, "Celestial Master Mu, you can't bear to kill me, can you? You're just punishing me. I know I was wrong!"

Qin Mu walked out from under the World Tree, which moved with him. Huo Tianzun was also swept along by a force.

Not long after, he followed Qin Mu to a second village.

Another group of villagers surged out. As if they didn't see Qin Mu, only Huo Tianzun, they howled with excitement, rushing forward with various crude weapons.

Huo Tianzun once again fell into a pool of blood. He again felt someone grab his hair and slice his neck with a knife.

The sound of snapping fingers came, and everything was restored.

Huo Tianzun, unable to control himself, followed Qin Mu, shouting, "Celestial Master Mu, I really know I was wrong. With my help, the world can be pacified! I know..."

Beside another village, he was killed again.

The sound of snapping fingers came, Huo Tianzun was resurrected, and he once again followed Qin Mu to the next village.

"Celestial Master Mu, you must have calmed down by now, right?"

Huo Tianzun suppressed his fear and laughed, "If you and I join forces, we'll be invincible! The situation is excellent now; I can help you get rid of Grand Beginning, get rid of Emperor Haotian..."

He was again hacked to death by a group of jubilant villagers.

Later, as the repetitions increased, a deep fear inevitably arose in Huo Tianzun's heart. Qin Mu had been repeatedly doing this: using the Dao of Reincarnation to nullify all his cultivation, allowing him to be hacked to death by the ignorant commoners of Southern Heaven, and then resurrecting him!

And throughout this process, Qin Mu didn't even glance at him or say a single word!

The fear in Huo Tianzun's heart grew increasingly. "He wants to kill me, he really wants me to die! He's just toying with me..."

Finally, Qin Mu stopped, his expression calm as he said, "I'm tired. I originally thought that watching you die over and over again would bring me joy and a sense of satisfaction from avenging the human race of Southern Heaven. However, I've found that the ignorant commoners of Southern Heaven remain ignorant commoners even after killing you. And your repeated deaths don't bring me much joy."

A glimmer of hope appeared in Huo Tianzun's heart, and he forced a smile. "Celestial Master Mu, I truly know I was wrong. To correct one's mistakes is the greatest good. I'm still useful; I can be your dog, fight for you; I only ask..."

"If merely acknowledging mistakes grants forgiveness, then what use are laws?" Qin Mu replied.

Qin Mu shook his head, still not looking at him, and spread his five fingers.

*Thump, thump, thump.* Huo Tianzun's head, body, and limbs were torn into pieces. His soul emerged.

Qin Mu clenched his five fingers tightly and walked away.

Huo Tianzun's soul struggled for a moment, but in the next instant, it exploded into a mass of black soul sand.

Immediately, the black sand collapsed, forcibly compressed into a wisp of primordial chaos!

A gust of wind blew, and the wisp of primordial chaos dissipated into the world, leaving no trace.