Chapter 1 A Punch

With a boom!

The sound of this punch pierced through the broken courtyard walls of the Qingzhong Cemetery, carrying sound waves hundreds of meters away.

The Fire Seed power of the Dionysus Throne was like a滔天 (taotian) sea tide (overwhelming, gigantic).

This punch shattered it all!

The Changye extraordinary individuals who were watching from afar were blinded by the dazzling light. They knew that the soaring pillar of light and the vast purple sea represented the divine power of the Fighting God Throne and the Dionysus Throne, respectively.

Now, in the cemetery, the two Thrones were engaged in a fierce divine battle.

But what did this powerful, rippling fist wave mean?

Dozens of heavy aircraft hovering in the distant sky struggled to capture the image of Gu Changzhi's final punch in the mist that enveloped the cemetery.

"It's... Lord Gu Changzhi!"

In the [Deep Sea] linked central control communication system, an excited, hoarse voice shouted!

"Lord Gu Changzhi blew up the Dionysus Throne with one punch!"

The extraordinary individuals who heard this voice were all stunned.

Their first reaction was.

Did they hear correctly?

One punch... blew up the Dionysus Throne?

After taking charge of the Fire Seed, both the spirit and the physique would reach a state of perfection.

If figures of this level engaged in divine warfare, it would be difficult to determine the victor even after days and nights of fierce fighting...

Everyone in Changye knew that Lord Gu Changzhi was strong.

But they didn't know.

He was so strong!

...

...

Tie Wu, who was kneeling under the Suxuan tree, suddenly raised his head.

He was once the most loyal believer of the Dionysus Throne.

He understood the divine power of the Dionysus Throne extremely well.

Since Gu Shen entered the cemetery, Tie Wu didn't know what was happening outside, but he vaguely felt that his master was in a world shrouded in the divine power of the Dionysus Throne... But at this moment, the pressure that enveloped the wilderness suddenly dissipated.

"The Dionysus Throne is dead?!"

Tie Wu was stunned.

Then he sensed again and confirmed his thoughts.

He could misjudge all the extraordinary auras under the heavens, but he could never misjudge the divine aura of the Dionysus Throne!

The Dionysus Throne... was dead!

Lord Gu Shen was indeed engaged in a divine battle!

And he had won!

Tie Wu looked distractedly at the "sacred tree" that had taken root and sprouted before him. He didn't know the name of this tree. He had witnessed such a miracle after planting it for a year and watching it reach the sky in a day. He had a premonition that a major event would happen today.

He didn't expect it to be such a major event.

Tie Wu took a deep breath and carefully sent a questioning voice to the top of the sky.

"Lord Throne... is the Dionysus Throne dead?"

He knew.

His every move, every word, could be seen by Lord Throne.

Now... he was just waiting for a reply.

Not long after.

A familiar, warm wave came from the top of the sky.

"Yes."

Gu Shen replied, "He has been beheaded."

Hearing this.

The biggest shackle in Tie Wu's heart fell to the ground with a clang. In the year of cultivation in the Four Seasons Wilderness, he was always worried and afraid, afraid that his existence would be sensed by the Dionysus Throne, and afraid that one day he would be caught back to the Tower of Origin and suffer endless torture.

Tie Wu felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

He knew that this divine battle had little to do with him.

But he bowed down and knelt heavily and earnestly before the giant tree.

This time, he did not transmit mental fluctuations.

Instead, he said silently in his heart.

"Mr. Gu Shen... thank you!"

...

...

The head of the Dionysus Throne was blown to pieces.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Gu Shen's iron axe was stained with divine blood. He stood on the rolling black clouds, shrouded in the "yin energy" of the Pluto Fire Seed... He didn't plan to reveal his identity to the outside world yet. The heavy aircraft above the cemetery were capturing the scene inside Qingzhong. This layer of black clouds could completely shield Gu Shen.

He took a deep breath to calm his emotions.

It was over...

The divine battle was over!

He had never imagined that he would be able to witness this scene with his own eyes, and even participate in the process of "killing a Throne"... For every extraordinary individual, the Thrones were lofty and unattainable "existences".

Too high, too far.

Therefore, just one look would only inspire awe in the heart.

But in fact, the bodies of the Thrones were also made of flesh!

Gu Shen... personally chopped off the head of the Dionysus Throne!

The Dionysus Throne, who had exhausted all his schemes, probably never imagined until his death that the "so-called Pluto" who chopped off his head was not the one who disappeared in the Old World twenty years ago... but Gu Shen!

At the other end of the black clouds, Chu Ling, holding Master Qianye, slowly walked out under the escort of Bai Zhu.

In the process of killing the "Dionysus Throne," [Inversion] also made an undeniable contribution.

Qianye, who had been frozen into an ice sculpture by the Great Cold Disaster Boundary, was gradually recovering... Her life had come to an end. If it hadn't been for Gu Changzhi's "Great Cold Scroll" to freeze her, this wisp of incomplete consciousness would have long dissipated with the wind and would not have been able to last until now.

Gu Changzhi looked at his old friend with a gentle expression.

Many years had passed since their parting.

Because of the "Fire Seed," his appearance had remained in his youth, while Bai Zhu was ragged and emaciated, looking very old and decayed.

Then, his gaze shifted to Qianye.

This woman who had waited for him for twenty years and was willing to guard the tomb for Qingzhong... How could he not know what she had done for Qingzhong?

For the first time, complex emotions such as bewilderment, pain, and heartache intertwined in the eyes of this man who had always been as steady as Mount Tai.

"..."

Gu Changzhi paused for a moment, just preparing to say something.

The next moment.

His expression suddenly changed.

That gentle face instantly became solemn and serious.

"Gu Shen... hide back in the black clouds!"

A low shout rang in Gu Shen's ears.

Without hesitation, Gu Shen put away the iron axe and immediately summoned the black clouds, wrapping himself up again. Not only that... the rolling clouds surged over the Qingzhong Cemetery, gathering Chu Ling, Master Qianye, and Bai Zhu into them as well.

These black clouds were the "source matter residue" condensed by the Pluto Fire Seed's several power shocks, which could well conceal their figures... Even the Dionysus Throne, who was fleeing in a panic, had not previously discovered the specific location of Gu Shen hidden within.

However, hiding in the black clouds at this moment did not alleviate the "unease" in Gu Shen's heart.

The blazing fire was jumping wildly.

A powerful sense of oppression came from the high sky.

There were rumbling sounds in the dark, muffled echoes in the dome above the black clouds!

"This is..."

Gu Shen's expression was somewhat pale. He had never seen the blazing fire so uneasy, trembling frantically, even giving birth to the intention of retreating... wanting to drill back into his brow!

He was very sure in his heart that this must be... the power of the Fire Seed!

Only the Throne who controlled the Fire Seed could give him such a powerful sense of oppression... And from the pressure of this Throne before descending, he could sense its terrifying strength.

Much stronger than the previous Dionysus Throne!

Bai Zhu also had a gloomy expression. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Another Throne from the Tower of Origin... has also come."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Thunder suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and rumbling sounds rose one after another.

One heavy aircraft after another, under the ravages of howling winds, seemed to be manipulated by invisible giant hands, unable to maintain their original flight state and were forced to land on the nearest lawn...

Hundreds of [Wind Eyes] suspended above the cemetery lost their signals in an instant.

The heavens were angry.

Mortals were blinded.

Zhou Wei, who was stepping on a water carpet, also felt the terrifying pressure and was forced to land on the ground.

Bai Xiaochi immediately came over.

Several titled figures looked solemnly at the ink color that quickly dyed the sky black. Countless continuous black clouds were like an endless long painting, covering the sky and the sun, completely covering the sky above Qingzhong for dozens of miles.

And these ink-colored clouds were completely different from the black clouds in the cemetery.

The black clouds in the cemetery exuded a desolate, lonely, and bleak meaning.

And the cloud curtain at the top of the sky at this moment was full of coercion, making people afraid to look up.

"What... happened?"

Mr. Shan had a very ominous premonition in his heart. Lord Gu Changzhi had just killed the Dionysus Throne... and an anomaly immediately appeared above the Qingzhong Cemetery. At such a juncture, who else would dare to take action?

The answer was not difficult to guess.

"Boom!"

A scarlet thunderbolt, like a dragon hibernating in the shallows, flashed across the sky in a roar!

This was just a thunderclap.

Thousands of people on the ground couldn't open their eyes.

Only one person was an exception.

Bai Xiu.

Little sleeves in white clothes were walking with the team of Bai Clan extraordinary individuals escorting the wounded, and they were about to leave the cemetery... At this moment, he stopped, raised his head, and looked in the direction where the red lightning flashed.

Above the sky, a red-robed figure vaguely appeared.

Lightning floated between the ink clouds.

That scarlet lightning twisted into a dragon, and the majestic red-robed divine man, like a dream bubble, sat cross-legged on the forehead of the thunder dragon.

This divine thunder made countless people in the entire cemetery unable to open their eyes.

But the [Thunder Realm Walker] opened his eyes.

Little Sleeves took a deep breath, silently held his breath, suppressed the urge to manifest the huge divine shadow behind him, forcibly turned his head, lowered his head, controlled the urge to raise his head, and stopped looking at the figure of the Throne above the dome.

"Eh..."

The moment the divine thunder descended.

The Throne in the sky vaguely felt something strange... One of the ants on the ground seemed to have produced great courage, daring to look directly at himself, but the feeling of being peeped at was fleeting.

If it were normal times, he would be very interested in finding that ant.

But today was different.

He had more important things to do.

The divine thunder rumbled, and the Sky Throne, riding the red dragon, descended from the top of the sky with a smile, arriving above the broken and collapsed Qingzhong Cemetery.

He greeted softly.

"Gu Changzhi, long time no see."

A vast golden divine domain was opened in the cemetery, completely covering Gu Shen and the Pluto's black clouds, forming a sharp contrast with the red dragon at the top of the sky.

Gu Changzhi calmly raised his head, looked at the red-robed man above his head, and said, "What, do you want to fight too?"