Chapter 121: I Am the Fierce Emperor—The Fierce Slayer of Heaven

“Impudence!”

A majestic and thunderous rebuke suddenly descended from the heavens, like a divine thunderbolt shattering the primordial chaos, forcibly dispelling and erasing the vast, blood-red clouds that darkened the sky and radiated unparalleled malevolence.

The terrifying bloodlight that was about to slay the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign shattered in waves under the thunderous reprimand, until it completely vanished as if it had never existed.

The sky above the City of Gods still shimmered with golden light, and gentle auspicious clouds drifted slowly by.

A breeze swept through, causing the clouds to dance gracefully with the wind, further highlighting the peace and tranquility of the City of Gods.

Yet, beneath the Debating Platform, the myriad gods could not help but shiver with a profound chill after feeling the breeze.

It was a chill of both body and spirit.

Even the weakest mortal, once having cultivated successfully, would have an innate, invisible divine protective light spontaneously forming on their body’s surface to defend against all external harm.

Powerful primordial deities and demons, endowed with godly and demonic bodies by natural endowment, could integrate this innate protective light into their very flesh, becoming impervious to nearly all worldly damage—a body untouched by any law.

Below the Debating Platform, the myriad gods, all possessing cultivation beyond the True God realm, though not all having achieved the invulnerable body, still had innate invisible protective light circulating on their surfaces, capable of repelling numerous harms.

Natural phenomena such as wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, upon approaching the gods, would be dissipated by this innate protective light.

Unless the gods deliberately withdrew this protective light, these natural forces could never approach them.

However, born in an era of ancient chaos and tribal wars, the gods had long refrained from releasing their innate protective light since its cultivation.

In other words, since their ascension, they had not felt the caress of a natural breeze for countless millennia.

Yet just now, the gods distinctly felt the breeze.

The tingling, soothing, and slightly cool breeze was something the gods had not experienced for thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

What did this mean? It meant that the gods’ most trusted, most reliable, and final line of defense—the innate invisible protective light—had, in that instant, completely ceased to function.

Without this defense, except for those with exceptionally strong bodies, the rest of the gods would fall to a single strike.

The stronger one was, the more they felt their vulnerability and helplessness, like a dying fish struggling in vain.

How could this not chill their bodies and hearts, leaving them shaken and terrified?

Beneath the Debating Platform, in the VIP Palace, and the Three Tribes Hall.

“What a familiar and unforgettable breeze!” The Candle Dragon, eyes half-closed, sighed involuntarily, as if lamenting the breeze itself, or perhaps the twists of fate.

Mortals all aspire to become immortals, yet even immortals have their troubles.

To gain, one must lose—that is the ultimate fairness.

“You are still sighing over the breeze?! Do you not realize we are chilled in body and soul, trembling with fear?” Phoenix Huang’s beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her breathtaking beauty accentuated as she spoke with irritation.

Beside her, the Kirin Fire nodded in agreement, his crimson eyes blazing fiercely as he muttered, “One rebuke, and all malevolence is dispersed. Time and space stand still, and the myriad gods lose their senses. The Divine Emperor is indeed unfathomable.”

Though the Divine Emperor’s rebuke caused the myriad gods to lose their senses, its power spread across millions of divine beings, not just individuals.

Therefore, the top elites of the three great races—the Candle Dragon, Phoenix Huang, and Kirin Fire—quickly regained their composure, even chatting pleasantly as if nothing had happened, steady as a mountain.

This was the foundation upon which the three great races had dominated the primordial wilderness for countless years.

“Even if the Divine Emperor is unfathomable, so what? The one who should worry about this now is not us, but him.” The Candle Dragon’s eyes gleamed as he looked toward the bloody silhouette on the Debating Platform, smiling meaningfully.

“Him?!” Phoenix Huang and Kirin Fire both turned their gaze toward the blood-red figure, deep in thought.

On the Debating Platform, the Killing God Lord stood alone, shrouded in a blood aura, proud and aloof across the vast platform, cold and solitary yet overwhelmingly powerful.

“Merely a hundred thousand years’ time, yet Naluo’s cultivation has advanced to such heights. One rebuke erased that ten-thousand-mile blood cloud—not insignificant. But to cause the innate protective light of the gods to cease operating with a single word...”

The Killing God Lord’s eyes swept across the millions of divine beings below the platform, his heart growing heavier.

To halt the innate protective light of millions of gods with a single command, the power involved must be that of time and space, which is also known as the Power of the Holy Way.

“It seems Naluo has already touched that realm,” the Killing God Lord glanced toward the towering figure enveloped in infinite sacred golden light, seated high above in the nine heavens, his face calm but his heart icy cold.

All of this—the gods’ reactions, the conversation among the three great elites, the Killing God Lord’s inner thoughts—was but a moment in the flow of normal time.

“Sir, you are not the Killing God Lord. May I ask where you come from and what you truly are?”

A resolute voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence and reverberating in all directions.

The gods, hearing this, momentarily set aside their worries and looked toward the source.

They saw the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign slowly rise. As the red light surged over him, his wounds gradually healed until they were no longer visible.

“Oh! If I am not the Killing God Lord, then who else could I be?” The Killing God Lord crossed his arms and replied indifferently.

His entire body was shrouded in bloodlight, obscuring his features from the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign.

Yet, the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign looked steadily at him and said with firm eyes, “Your malevolent aura is peerless, and you defeated me so effortlessly. Throughout the primordial wilderness, there is only one being I can think of.”

Upon hearing this, the millions of divine beings present erupted like boiling water, stirred beyond measure.

Such an obvious hint—if anyone still failed to grasp it, they might as well have died tens of thousands of times over.

“Indeed, I guessed correctly. The Killing God Lord is that being!”

“Do you even need to guess? With such an obvious hint from the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign, if you still can’t figure it out, just give up cultivation and wait to die.”

The myriad gods below the platform whispered and debated wildly, their spiritual voices flying about, utterly ignoring the Killing God Lord and Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign on the stage.

The Killing God Lord listened to the discussions without concern, coldly gazing at the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign and said, “Since you already know who I am, you should understand that you are unworthy to speak with me.”

The Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign remained unmoved by the Killing God Lord’s arrogance and calmly replied, “I am merely speculating your identity, not confirming it. Please reveal yourself. If my status is inferior, I will respectfully await the Emperor’s arrival.”

“Reveal yourself!”

“Do you truly believe I cannot kill you? Not only this incarnation of yours, but even if you have thousands upon thousands more, killing you would be effortless.” The Killing God Lord’s blood-red eyes flickered with murderous intent.

“Reveal yourself!” The Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign repeated calmly.

Not only was the Killing God Lord enraged by the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign’s boldness, but even the millions of gods below could not help but worry for his life.

After all, even with the Divine Emperor’s protection, the Killing God Lord would not be without means to slay the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign.

They were, after all, beings of the same tier.

“Very well! Not all of the divine race are mere idlers.”

For the sake of his grand ambition, the Killing God Lord decided to tolerate the Martial Soldier Celestial Sovereign’s insolence for the moment but could not resist a sneer.

Boom!

The Killing God Lord unleashed his full aura, instantly altering the colors of heaven and earth, stirring the clouds and winds, dimming the sun and moon.

A colossal pillar of malevolent light shot skyward, sweeping across the six realms and eight directions with unparalleled ferocity.

Every divine being present was shaken by this malevolent energy, involuntarily lowering their heads and slowly kneeling.

Even the mightiest among them, who sought to resist by raising their heads and straightening their bodies, found it futile—ultimately compelled to submit to this overwhelming malevolence.

“Hear me all!”

Enveloped within the malevolent pillar of light, the Killing God Lord slowly ascended, flying toward the Divine Emperor seated high in the nine heavens.

At the pinnacle of the bloodstained light pillar, a throne of bones and blood materialized opposite the Divine Emperor’s imperial seat.

The Killing God Lord sat upon this throne of bones and blood, standing nine zhang tall, equal in stature to the Divine Emperor.

Facing the Divine Emperor, he spoke with unmatched authority:

“I am the Fierce Emperor—Fierce Sky Slayer.”