This is the Guardian Formation of the Oro Cult's Grand Temple! For so many years, the Divine Punishment has never been activated, nor could anyone activate it!

Yet, every follower of the Oro Cult knows the might of the Divine Punishment! They know what terrifying cataclysmic assault the Divine Punishment will inflict upon their enemies once unleashed!

As the final verse of the Hymn of Creation concluded, the Grand Temple of the Oro Cult finally revealed the majesty it had held for centuries. In that instant, heaven and earth themselves seemed to shift in hue.

"No one knows why the meteorites from beyond the Nine Heavens could suddenly descend, nor what kind of power managed to tear the land within a hundred-mile radius into chasms so deep they defy sight. Such violent power erupted in a single moment, an arcane force enveloping the entire world, striking fear into every heart!" "The Cult Master is outside!

Let’s go out and see!" Ayiguli cried out in ecstasy, soaring upward and rushing straight toward the exterior of the Grand Temple. As soon as Mu Luo and his party saw Ayiguli fly out, they hesitated for barely a moment before one after another launched from the temple, shattering the barriers and restrictions amidst the swirling yellow sands, eager to glimpse the full spectacle outside the temple walls.

Baturl paused only briefly before he too flew out excitedly, shouting with full force, "All followers at the Seven Star Heaven realm and above, come out with me to welcome the Cult Master's arrival!" Instantly, dozens of figures rocketed up from various temples, piercing through the temple barriers and entering the sky where the yellow sand whipped wildly, arriving outside the Grand Temple to search the surroundings for traces of the newcomer. What they saw first was not the Lord of the Cult arriving from the 'Land of Hope,' but rather a world ravaged by sores and scars—they saw their enemies screaming under the power of the Divine Punishment.

They watched as expert after expert from the Mani Sect were pulverized to death by the force of the Divine Punishment; they saw so-called masters reduced to ashes by meteors plummeting from the sky; they watched figures cry out within the fissures of the earth... A living hell!

In that moment, the world outside the Grand Temple of the Oro Cult had become a vision of the underworld! Experts from the Mani Sect and the East Sea Blood Pool were annihilated into dust under the might of heaven.

Puffs of blood rained down, and figures were blasted apart, bone and flesh intertwined in gruesome ends! Those Mani Sect experts groaned in agony, yet they could not evade the bombardment of the meteors.

The meteorites, arriving from the endless void, possessed a power unimaginable in this world. In their long descent, they had gathered so much force that the Mani Sect experts were given no chance to resist.

Any Mani Sect expert struck by a meteorite faced absolute doom—only eternal despair and the most horrific death awaited them! The meteorites from beyond the heavens, and the deep fissures erupting from the earth below, constantly tearing and emitting a powerful suction, acted like ravenous, bloodthirsty demons, gnawing at the very bones of the fallen.

A savage, sanguinary giant hand seemed to grip every throat, robbing them of breath. Amidst the grey expanse of heaven and earth, a lone figure, clad only in shorts, walked forward.

A low, unintelligible chant emanated from his lips, and around him, marvelous power churned like ocean waves. It seemed as if heaven and earth themselves had become mere backdrop for this man.

Within the Oro Cult's Grand Temple, a power hidden for millennia, never once wielded by anyone, was being drawn out, thread by thread, like unspooling silk, and diffused across the world, fueling the Divine Punishment with an unending supply of energy. From the Nine Heavens above, even greater power slowly gathered.

Thick, inky clouds descended, and colossal bolts of lightning, winding like dragons and snakes, snaked across the sky. Rolling thunder crashed down.

The heavenly lightning and thunder appeared to possess their own life force, actively hunting down any enemies within the realm who did not belong to the Oro Cult's congregation. Under the assault of the celestial meteorites and the abyssal fissures below, the thunder and earth-shattering lightning rampaged across the land once more.

Dozens of experts from the Mani Sect and the East Sea Blood Pool, all at the peak of the Seven Star Heaven realm, were instantly reduced to charred lumps by the electrical discharge, their life essences vanishing without a trace. "The Cult Master...

it truly is the Cult Master!" Taji exclaimed, unable to suppress his astonishment. Ayiguli's mesmerizing beauty was entirely lost in her sheer excitement.

Her bright eyes fixed deeply upon the man approaching barefoot; in that moment, time seemed to halt. She knew that from this day forward, this image would be forever imprinted upon her memory!

"Cult Master!" Mu Luo roared to the heavens, the first to fall to his knees. "We welcome the Cult Master!" Baturl's solemn voice rose from behind Mu Luo.

"We welcome the Cult Master!" "We welcome the Cult Master!" In that instant, only this single sound echoed throughout the world. All followers of the Oro Cult knelt upon the ground, gazing at Ji Changkong, who was slowly approaching from the dim distance.

They suddenly realized that the true god they had awaited for so many years had finally stepped out of their dreams. Ji Changkong looked up and offered a peaceful smile.

His gaze drifted slowly from Mu Luo, sweeping past Ayiguli and the three Taji brothers, finally resting on Baturl. He said, "You have waited long enough." "As long as the Cult Master could come, I was willing to wait forever.

Your subordinate, your subordinate sincerely hopes the Cult Master can lead our Cult to regain its former glory!" Baturl’s eyes were bright red. Nodding slowly, Ji Changkong smiled.

"We will." With that, he turned to face the King of Darkness and the Blood Emperor Liu Yunfeihe, who were hovering in the sky, desperately evading the might of the Divine Punishment. "Gentlemen, it has been a while!" "Ji Changkong!" the King of Darkness ground out, his mouth twisted into a vicious sneer, "Do you think you can destroy all of us?

This power of the Divine Punishment isn't yours at all! It is the power within the Oro Cult's Grand Temple; you merely managed to activate it." "Ji Changkong, long time no see.

Oh, right, I heard you first showed up in Nanyi this trip. Have you visited the Yunmeng Marsh?" Liu Yunfeihe said with a leisurely smile, easily dodging the attacks from the Divine Punishment, showing no sign of distress.

"Blood Emperor! You are courting death!" Upon hearing him mention the Yunmeng Marsh, Ji Changkong immediately knew his suspicion was correct—the disappearance of the Tianpa Winged Dragon must be connected to him!

"Courting death?" Liu Yunfeihe pouted dismissively. "Gu Ya has been crippled, and Li Hentian has only just broken through to the Nine Palace Heaven realm.

I'd like to see whose power you rely on to deal with my Blood Pool!" "I don't need to rely on anyone's power!" Ji Changkong, conversely, calmed down, his expression utterly serene. "I alone am sufficient!" As the words fell, the World-Ending Gauntlets within the Tianyuan Orb suddenly manifested their ferocious nature.

Extremely sharp spikes rapidly spread over his left hand, and a power saturated with the aura of destruction surged fiercely from his fist. "Blood Emperor, if you have the guts, don't flee today!" Ji Changkong's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly let out a sky-shattering roar!

Abruptly, centered on Ji Changkong, an extremely sharp surge of power erupted. The earth surrounding him seemed to be torn open by some unseen force; scattered rocks danced wildly, and sand filled the air between heaven and earth.

"Nine Palace Heaven realm! Heavens!

The Cult Master has broken through to the Nine Palace Heaven realm!" The three Taji brothers shrieked, their faces filled with delirious joy. Mu Luo suddenly looked up, his eyes blazing as he gazed at Ji Changkong, nodding heavily as he murmured, "The Cult has hope!" Ayiguli remained silent.

Her bright eyes saw only Ji Changkong—only his solitary figure! And this figure seemed to be permanently branded upon her soul, destined never to fade.

All the followers of the Oro Cult shrieked in unison, cheering for Ji Changkong who had reached the Nine Palace Heaven realm, their blood boiling with excitement for their new Cult Master's overwhelming might! How many years had it been?

The reason the Oro Cult had always been inferior to the Mani Sect, always held tightly suppressed by them, was solely because the Cult lacked a Nine Palace Heaven master, while the Mani Sect boasted one: the Holy Mother You Lan of the Nine Palace Heaven realm! A single Holy Mother You Lan had elevated the Mani Sect, originally a second-rate force, into the foremost sect in the Western Regions, rising above the ancient Oro Cult itself!

For the Oro Cult followers, this was the most deeply ingrained insult. In the hearts of every follower lay a dream: the anticipation that one day, a Nine Palace Heaven master would emerge from their Cult to reclaim the honor that rightfully belonged to them—everything that belonged to the Oro Cult!

Today, they had finally seen him! With the World-Ending Gauntlets deployed, a world-destroying power violently unleashed.

As the power from the Tianyuan Orb merged with Ji Changkong’s own innate primal energy, his left fist seemed to transform into the most terrifying deadly weapon in existence. Before the punch was even thrown, the surrounding heaven-and-earth primal energy around him underwent a massive transformation.

Dense primal energy surged up from the earth fissures, unexpectedly forming an immense sphere of energy before his left fist! The Blood Emperor’s expression abruptly changed; he focused his entire attention.

He refused to believe that Ji Changkong could truly surpass Li Hentian and do anything to him! Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Amidst the roar of the thunder, Ji Changkong launched his left fist.

The deluge of heavenly lightning and snake-like electric bolts seemed to merge with the power of his strike. As the punch flew, the sound of thunder alone caused many observers to bleed from their orifices.

The King of Darkness, holding near the Blood Emperor and possessing the strength of the peak Eight Trigrams Heaven realm, suddenly felt as if he were pinned down by the highest peaks of the Five Elements Continent; he was completely immobilized! Crack!

Crack! Crack!

Wherever the punch’s force passed, space compressed. The earth seemed to be hammered down by a gigantic mallet, suddenly sinking even more violently.

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Bang! A succession of seven earth-shattering impacts echoed out.

Amidst the sea of blood, the Blood Emperor’s figure was sent flying backward like a kite whose string had been cut, spewing blood as he tumbled into the distance—his fate unknown! And the King of Darkness, caught in the residual shockwave, was directly torn into chunks of flesh by the blow, his bones and blood mixing together as he died instantly!

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