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Chapter 976: Ling Tian Zun Must Die

The ancient gods Qin Mu had visualized had just taken shape when the nine creators’ divine sense abilities launched their attack.

The nine creators remained seated, their divine senses transforming into various phenomena such as dragons, phoenixes, hills, rivers, and clouds, surging towards the altar. With a flicker of Qin Mu's divine sense, the ancient gods on the altar each confronted the incoming attacks, engaging in a fierce battle.

A divine dragon was torn apart by the Heavenly Duke he visualized. However, the dragon immediately disintegrated into divine sense, which surged into the Heavenly Duke’s body. The next moment, a great sword burst from within, slicing the visualized Heavenly Duke open!

After the Heavenly Duke was split open, the great sword transformed into an overturned dipper, spinning wildly. Qin Mu’s visualized Heavenly Duke was refined into ashes, and his divine sense was also purged.

Qin Mu’s heart was shaken. Before he could devise a countermeasure, his visualized ancient gods were systematically cut down by the nine creators.

Earth Count had his horns severed and eyes gouged out. Earth Mother was beaten to a pulp and incinerated. Other ancient gods also met tragic ends, barely able to resist one or two blows before being refined.

Cold sweat dripped from Qin Mu’s forehead. While his visualized ancient gods possessed formidable combat power, he had underestimated the creators’ divine sense abilities. Furthermore, Shu Jun had not taught him divine sense techniques, leading to his ancient god formation being broken instantly.

The creators’ divine sense abilities were bizarre and unpredictable, with no fixed form. For instance, visualizing a dragon and phoenix would instantly transform them into other shapes, specifically targeting the weaknesses of his visualized ancient gods. This was completely different from abilities formed by vital qi runes.

He could control these visualized ancient gods, even using them to unleash abilities. However, the visualized ancient gods simply lacked the strength to withstand the creators’ divine sense abilities.

The combat power of his visualized ancient gods was even inferior to deities who had cultivated to the Exalted God realm.

He visualized furiously, and more ancient gods manifested, guarding the altar and blocking the divine sense attacks of the nine creators.

However, the nine creators visualized an increasing number of abilities, and it was only a matter of time before they broke through his defenses.

"Are divine sense abilities really this difficult to counter?"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Qin Mu’s mind, and he brainstormed various countermeasures in a flash. However, comprehending the adaptive techniques for divine sense abilities in such a short time was exceedingly difficult.

Especially to fight one against nine, simultaneously confronting nine adult creators, was even more challenging.

"God King Shu Jun, are the abilities of the Three Kings of the Primordial Era truly so crude?"

God King Lang Wo glanced at the large head on the throne, saying with a half-smile, "The Saint Infant inherited from you. He’s almost like a child who doesn't understand divine sense abilities; his method of using divine sense is laughable. For Shu Jun, one of the Primordial Three Kings, to be of such a caliber is quite unexpected."

Shu Jun snorted coldly, clearly annoyed. "I haven't taught him my divine sense abilities. If I had, heh heh, let alone nine adult creators, he could easily handle a hundred!"

God King Lang Wo frowned slightly and said softly, "So the Saint Infant hasn't learned divine sense abilities?"

Shu Jun fell silent.

God King Lang Wo's brow furrowed even deeper. It was unexpected that Qin Mu hadn't learned divine sense abilities. She had assumed that since Shu Jun was Qin Mu's teacher, he would surely pass on a God King's abilities, allowing Qin Mu to at least get through the current trial, even if it wasn't easy.

She hadn't considered that Qin Mu knew nothing about divine sense abilities!

"At this rate, he won't last much longer."

God King Lang Wo's eyebrows relaxed as she thought, "After he dies, I'll retrieve the Grand Primordium Divine Stone, the Grand Emperor Seal, and the Grand Emperor Altar, and then create another Saint Infant."

Just as this thought crossed her mind, Qin Mu on the altar suddenly fell unconscious, lying on his side and sleeping soundly.

God King Lang Wo was stunned. "To lie down at a time like this..."

On the altar, Qin Mu activated the Boundless Calamity Sutra. Instantly, countless tiny Qin Mus appeared on the small altar, squabbling and fighting, creating a lively scene.

These tiny Qin Mus were imitating the abilities of the nine creators, attempting to achieve the same ever-changing divine sense. Soon, swathes of tiny Qin Mus lay dead or injured.

Some exploded from the opponent's divine sense abilities, some were decapitated by suddenly appearing flying swords, some were crushed by unexpected mountains, some were torn in half by two dragons, some spontaneously combusted from divine fire erupting within them, and others drowned from water continuously spewing from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth under the opponent's abilities. The scene was utterly horrific.

The altar was extremely chaotic, and the nine creators' abilities had already breached the altar, reaching its very top.

Suddenly, Qin Mu’s eyes snapped open. The dream world collapsed, and the tiny Qin Mus, who had died in various bizarre ways, vanished like a dissolving dream.

Qin Mu sat upright, his eyes still closed. The vertical eye in his glabella opened, generating electricity in the void. Instantly, the sky above the altar was filled with thunder, forming massive thunderclouds, and lightning bolts cracked down like rain!

The area around the altar immediately became an ocean of lightning. The divine sense abilities of the nine creators were riddled with holes and brought to a standstill.

As the lightning struck the ground, it suddenly transformed into countless tender sprouts, which grew rapidly in the wind. In an instant, the entire altar became lush green, transforming into a primeval forest.

Just as the nine creators were about to adjust their divine senses, a strong gale suddenly swept in, bringing vast desert sands that submerged the forest. Flames blazed fiercely as a divine wind whipped up divine fire, sending a raging inferno surging towards them!

The sea of fire reached them in an instant. The nine creators’ glabella glowed brightly. Each stretched out a hand, gripped their divine sense, and forcefully swiped. The void split open, countless stars appeared, and each formed a galaxy in front of them.

New stars continuously emerged from the galaxies, widening the distance between them and Qin Mu and the sea of fire, pushing them further and further away.

At this moment, the sea of fire suddenly vanished, transforming into countless magpies. Chirping, they flew across the galaxies, forming magpie bridges that extended directly to the other side.

As the magpie bridges reached the other side, they suddenly reared their heads, each transforming into a giant snake that opened its sky-swallowing maw to engulf the nine creators.

The nine creators were startled. They instantly altered their divine senses again, reversing their abilities to form nets that enveloped the giant snakes.

The nine giant snakes burrowed into the nets, then suddenly dissipated, transforming into surging streams of divine sense that drilled into the crown of their heads.

The nine creators' eyes snapped open, and they stood motionless, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads. Qin Mu’s divine sense had invaded their physical bodies; he merely needed to visualize some colossal entity to make their bodies explode!

"That's enough!"

God King Lang Wo's voice came at the opportune moment. Qin Mu’s divine sense immediately flew out of the nine creators, transforming into nine invisible streams of qi that returned to the altar and re-entered Qin Mu’s glabella.

God King Lang Wo turned sideways and addressed the large head on the adjacent throne, "God King Shu Jun is truly one of the Primordial Three Kings. You just lied to me, saying you hadn't taught him, but now it seems the Saint Infant's mastery of divine sense abilities is quite good."

Shu Jun looked bewildered, muttering, "I really didn't... Ah, right! I am a Primordial God King; naturally, I have some tricks up my sleeve. Teaching him these basic divine sense abilities was somewhat slipshod, but it was enough to deal with your carefully cultivated creators."

He remained poker-faced.

God King Lang Wo chuckled softly, then stood up, smiling. "The Saint Infant has passed three major trials. These trials were not particularly difficult, and given the Saint Infant's status and abilities, he naturally passed them with ease. The final trial will test the Saint Infant's wisdom."

She gracefully stepped onto the altar, light surging from her glabella, slowly spreading like a rosy glow to form a domain that enveloped Qin Mu.

Qin Mu's heart stirred. He looked out through the domain; outside the altar, the creators’ movements had become incredibly swift, like fleeting shadows.

He looked up at the sky; the sun's movement had also become incredibly fast, crossing from east to west almost instantly. The setting of the sun and the rising of the moon also occurred in a flash!

In the blink of an eye, the sun and moon alternated three times!

"The Supreme Divine Sense Domain!" Qin Mu's heart was greatly shocked.

God King Lang Wo stood beside him and said softly, "This divine ability domain is the ultimate skill of our creator race's great enemy. The Saint Infant must be able to use his own wisdom to break this ability to pass my test. Otherwise, even with your Saint Infant identity, you will eventually die by this ability."

Qin Mu softly asked, "The Grand Emperor?"

God King Lang Wo's heart trembled slightly, and she looked down at him.

Compared to her, Qin Mu appeared very small.

As a God King among the creators, her physical body was immense, like ancient gods such as Heavenly Yin Empress. Qin Mu, standing by her feet, seemed insignificant.

"It is indeed the Grand Emperor's ability."

God King Lang Wo did not deny it. She said, "The Grand Emperor betrayed our race, almost leading to our extinction. This deep-seated blood feud must be avenged no matter what! My very existence is to seek revenge on him! Although I have mimicked about seventy to eighty percent of his abilities, I have no confidence in breaking them."

Qin Mu frowned and probed, "Are you saying the Grand Emperor is still alive? But I clearly saw him dead in the Void, his physical body trapped and killed in the Supreme Divine Sense Domain by Heavenly Venerate Yun and the creators."

God King Lang Wo shook her head, her physical body slowly shrinking until it was roughly Qin Mu's height. She said, "The Grand Emperor must still be alive. Back then, countless creators sacrificed to him, shaping him into the most powerful being in the world, possessing the strongest physical body and the strongest divine sense. It's impossible for him to have been trapped and killed there."

She said softly, "He possesses eternal, indestructible divine sense. He can survive in any form, even if he abandons his physical body, his soul, or even a part of his divine sense. The Grand Emperor who died in the Void was merely a part of him; other parts of him are still alive in the Ancestral Court."

Qin Mu frowned deeply. Cultivating to a level like Emperor Chi allowed one to exist eternally by means of indestructible divine sense. Only by grinding away Emperor Chi's indestructible divine sense could he be completely eliminated.

For an entity like the Grand Emperor, a monster forged by countless creators working together, his divine sense was even stronger than Emperor Chi's. Eliminating him would indeed be incredibly difficult!

"Why did the Grand Emperor want to eliminate the creators?"

Qin Mu, puzzled, asked, "Weren't he and your people of the same race?"

"Because it was the creators who made him what he is. The creators could empower him, and they could also empower others. For the sake of his rule, he had to eliminate all creators besides himself."

God King Lang Wo stated a cold, hard truth: "Currently, more than half a year has passed outside. You need to speed up. You have endless time to break this domain, with me by your side. I established this Supreme Divine Sense Domain, and even I cannot leave it."

Qin Mu's heart stirred as he looked at the girl beside him. He suddenly realized something and quickly averted his gaze from her chest, inwardly cautioning himself: "Qin Mu, Qin Mu, without Dragon Fatty by your side, you must maintain control!"

He steadied himself, trying his best not to look at the woman with skin like ice and bones like jade.

Qin Mu took out the Grand Emperor Seal and the Grand Emperor Altar. God King Lang Wo shook her head and said, "Before the Grand Emperor, taking out these two treasures is suicidal."

Qin Mu put away the two treasures and carefully examined the Supreme Divine Sense Domain.

In the Void, he had relied on the Grand Emperor Seal and the Grand Emperor Altar to break the Supreme Divine Sense Domain. However, without these two treasures, he realized he was utterly helpless against this domain!

"There must be a way, there must be a way..."

He paced back and forth, as above his head, the sun rose and set, and the moon and sun cycled.

"A year has passed," God King Lang Wo reminded him.

Qin Mu felt panicked, but suddenly an inspiration struck him, and a peach wood hairpin appeared in his hand.

God King Lang Wo looked at the hairpin, a puzzled expression on her face.

Qin Mu's vital qi surged. He activated the peach wood hairpin and made a sweeping gesture. The entire Supreme Divine Sense Domain suddenly split open evenly. The moon, which had been moving across the sky, suddenly stopped, and scattered stars hung in the east. Everything outside returned to normal.

God King Lang Wo was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scene, unable to speak.

Qin Mu was also stunned. He suddenly shivered and exclaimed, "I've figured it out—who killed Heavenly Venerate Ling! For him, Heavenly Venerate Ling had to die!"

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