CHAPTER 1711: CHAPTER 1711: LI HUAHUN KILLS THE SOVEREIGN OF FATE

The crowd quickly gathered in front of the Spirit-suppressing Stele. Qin Jun took direct action, imprinting his soul into the stele, causing it to tremble violently, as if it were about to collapse, stirring the vast Primordial Qi around it.

"If Father God were to subdue all four Spirit-suppressing Steles, he would surely become stronger again."

Ren Woxiao sighed, noting that the stele had absorbed countless souls and Primordial Qi over countless years, its energy had reached a level he could not imagine.

Hongjun stared at the Spirit-suppressing Stele, also sighing: "What kind of entity could create such a stele?"

The Dayan Deity of Nine Transformations felt he stood at the pinnacle of cultivation, yet was still awed by the Spirit-suppressing Stele.

"Legend has it that the stele was created by the earliest deity, who opened up the Primordial and created all the current Primordial gods."

Ren Woxiao spoke mysteriously, piquing everyone’s curiosity about that earliest deity.

Opening up the Primordial!

What kind of fortune is this?

Hongjun was filled with longing, while at the same time, Qin Jun’s focus was entirely on the Spirit-suppressing Stele.

Although there were no restrictions in subduing the stele, it required time.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a shout erupted, catching everyone’s attention.

A mighty army approached swiftly, numbering five million and exuding an astonishing killing intent.

"They dare to covet the Spirit-suppressing Stele!"

"Who are they? They seem strong!"

"The Northern Primordial’s stele cannot be coveted by just anyone."

"Destroy them!"

The creatures roared angrily, indicating the significant status of the stele in the Northern Primordial.

Unfortunately, they encountered Qin Jun and his group.

Even if Hongjun and Ren Woxiao didn’t take action, a single Ancestor Witch was sufficient to deal with them.

Qiang Liang struck, unleashing a hundred billion thunderbolts like a net of electricity, covering the entire starry sky, annihilating the five million army, all creatures utterly destroyed, including some Creation Celestial Venerables.

The Dayan Deity of Four Transformations, so powerful!

The Ancestor Witches could wipe out five million lives easily, without guilt, even with indifference.

This is the weak become prey to the strong, just like humans stepping on a group of ants without care.

...

Rumble—

The Extreme Emperor stood atop a continent, his momentum soaring to the sky, raising wave after wave of dust in the endless wilderness centered around him, so much that even the Cangqiong was roiling like a turbulent ocean.

His aura was immensely powerful, causing the whole continent to tremble violently.

Destiny and the Eastern Emperor stood in the distance, watching quietly, with the Eastern Emperor’s eyes full of envy.

"When can I be as strong as him?" the Eastern Emperor couldn’t help but ask.

Destiny replied, "It’s impossible for you to be like him; he is the Evil Sect of the Great Tribulation, with the momentous mission of opening a new era."

Hearing this, the Eastern Emperor’s face grew somber, not knowing what to say.

At that moment, he suddenly regretted following Destiny.

"You are indeed here!"

Just then, the sinister voice of Li Huahun sounded. The Eastern Emperor instinctively turned to see Li Huahun, clad in a bloody robe and disheveled, appear behind him, with a thud, punching through his body, extracting his heart.

The Eastern Emperor trembled, horrified, and screamed, "Why is it you?"

Li Huahun, a child of the Primordial, was beyond his calculations.

Destiny also reacted promptly, pulling the Eastern Emperor behind, asking in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Li Huahun crushed the heart, with blood splattering onto his face. He felt no revulsion, instead a kind of craving, smiling, "I want to kill you both."

With that, he swiftly lunged toward Destiny.

The two were less than five meters apart. Li Huahun charged, ramming his shoulder into Destiny’s abdomen, causing Destiny’s expression to change drastically, flying together with the Eastern Emperor across the wilderness for tens of millions of miles before stopping.

Currently, Li Huahun ranked eighth on the Becoming a God list, while Destiny was tenth, showing there was a gap in their cultivations, making it hard for Destiny to match the current Li Huahun.

Boom—

Li Huahun stomped fiercely on Destiny, shattering the desolate ground within a million-mile radius. The Eastern Emperor was buried in the debris, uncertain if he was alive.

Destiny was enraged, shaking his arms, using the power of reincarnation to move Li Huahun aside. Immediately, he sprang up, waving his right hand, and the Scythe of Fate appeared out of thin air in his hand, leaping forward to attack Li Huahun.

"Ha ha ha ha—"

Li Huahun faced the charging Destiny without fear, instead laughing maniacally, the murderous intent in his eyes deeply embedded in his soul, gazing intently at Destiny, his lips curling into a cruel smile.

"Today, you must die too!"

Li Huahun roared violently, charging toward Destiny.

A fierce battle was about to erupt!

The Extreme Emperor was in the midst of a breakthrough, too focused to attend to them.

The Eastern Emperor broke through the rubble, watching the distant battle, frightened and trembling, murmuring, "Why did he come..."

With a thud!

Li Huahun cruelly tore off Destiny’s right arm, with blood splattering in mid-air. Destiny gritted his teeth, the Scythe of Fate spinning back in attack, but Li Huahun sidestepped easily, dodging it.

A stream of blood qi emerged from Li Huahun, advancing toward the Eastern Emperor.

The scene was so terrifying that the Eastern Emperor nearly lost his soul in fright, immediately turning to flee.

Li Huahun then began brutally tearing Destiny apart; the scene was too horrific to witness.

"Li Huahun! When my true self descends, I will definitely cast you into eternal abyss!"

Destiny’s roar was filled with resentment and fury, yet Li Huahun was unmoved.

On the other side.

Qin Jun had successfully subdued the Spirit-suppressing Stele.

"If I collect all four steles, I might be able to create an array."

Qin Jun thought to himself. The stele had existed for countless ages, containing extremely potent energy, and he had no intention of taking it away, leaving it instead in the four corners of the Primordial. This way, after gathering all four, he could monitor the entire Primordial.

By then, his control over the Primordial would surpass the Primordial gods!

Thinking of this, he felt a tinge of excitement.

He turned to Hongjun and the others with a smile, saying, "Let’s go, next is the Eastern Primordial!"

Finally, there was the Southern Primordial, and after subduing the steles, he would return to the Great Qin Heavenly Court.

With the four Spirit-suppressing Steles as an array, he would absorb the entire Primordial for cultivation, like a sacrificial altar.

The group began flying toward the Eastern Primordial, and after they left, three red lights flew over from the endless void entrance of the Northern Primordial. They quickly revealed themselves, two men and a woman, all belonging to the Original Divine Race, and one was Infinite Dao.

"That just now was the Heavenly Emperor, remember his appearance. Find a chance to kill him."

Infinite Dao said in a deep voice, and the man and woman nodded, their faces also bearing deep-seated hatred.

The entire Original Divine Race harbored resentment against the Heavenly Emperor.

In their view, as long as they killed the Heavenly Emperor and the Primordial gods, the Primordial would be their backyard!