Faced with the “Frenzied Blade” Su Meng, whose true nature she could not penetrate, the Bug God chose the method of “Believers and Deity United,” aiming to shake the mind of her opponent, renowned for his chivalrous righteousness, and to maximize the utilization of the power derived from incense offerings, leveraging her advantage in the Southern Wilds.
However, success and failure both stemmed from the same source. At this very moment, witnessing Meng Qi’s words shaping the laws of the world, observing actual changes in the terrain—mountains concealing powerful wild beasts shifting deeper into the Southern Wilds, tribes residing in dangerous areas exchanging their mined resources for safer peripheral lands—the vast majority of tribes were stunned.
Could this truly be real?
Could this truly be real!
In comparison, the Frenzied Blade appeared as the genuine deity, while the Bug God was merely a false one!
Perhaps there were indeed individuals who fully relied upon and believed in the Bug God, but there were also those who merely followed the form, those for whom survival outweighed all else, those who had numbly worshipped the Bug God. Witnessing this scene, their minds began to waver, and hatred resurfaced.
It was not as if life could not go on without the Bug God!
Once this thought arose, old blood debts and long-suppressed pain surged forth, breaking through restraints and flooding their minds. Faith transformed into hatred, and the incense-offering power the Bug God received rapidly diminished—greatly so!
Drawing upon years of accumulated power, the Bug God’s strength and cultivation level had not yet declined for the time being. However, the swirling luminous points of wish-power surrounding Her had visibly diminished. The golden carapace, now riddled with cracks, and the three shattered translucent wings regenerated at a slower pace, as She could only harness a portion of the power circulating within Her divine realm. Countless ethereal karmic threads had now turned a deep crimson.
These were symbols of hatred and vengeance!
Meng Qi raised the Hegemon’s Ultimate Blade once more, slicing it flatly forward, and shouted, “Heavenly Punishment again!”
Suddenly, those crimson karmic threads gathered together, condensing and collapsing into one thick, massive red line, surging with karma, once again exceeding the limit.
Boom!
Lead-colored clouds gathered again, the heavens darkened once more, and a chaotic bolt of lightning descended slowly from a rift in the sky.
Boom!
The Bug God flapped Her wings, flying thousands of miles in an instant, yet the lightning still pursued Her, striking downward.
With no choice, She raised Her Mountain-Driving Whip, summoning two towering peaks.
Boom!
The chaotic lightning descended, swallowing the two mountains like water. After it passed, not even a trace remained—as if those majestic peaks had never existed.
Boom!
The residual thunder pierced through the Mountain-Driving Whip, striking the Bug God directly, scorching Her wings black, cracking Her diamond-hard shell even further, nearly shattering it completely.
Were it not for the fact that the Bug God was an ancient and unique species, endowed with extraordinary innate gifts—equipped with fangs capable of piercing even indestructible diamond bodies and a golden carapace rivaling divine artifacts of the same cultivation realm, impervious to ordinary attacks—she would have already been reduced to ashes after enduring two rounds of heavenly tribulations at the pinnacle of the Immortal Saint level!
Watching Meng Qi, whose words could shape the laws of the world and who could truly act as Heaven’s executor, the Bug God, now heavily crashed into the ground, creating a crater that formed a lake, felt intense frustration, despair, and hopelessness.
To fight such an enemy was to defy Heaven itself—there was simply no way to win!
As Her emotions shifted and Her will waned, Her mind wavered. Meng Qi, whose Yuanxin Seal had been operating and subtly influencing Her, immediately sensed this change.
This was the opportunity!
With a sudden swing of the Hegemon’s Ultimate Blade, the blade vanished, and the sky turned pitch black, as if one could not even see their own hand, unable to sense anything else.
The purple blade-light reappeared, hazy and ethereal, emerging from the void and piercing into reality, illuminating the countless karmic threads surrounding the Bug God. Most of these threads stemmed from incense-offering faith—the source of Her power—but compared to before, less than ten percent remained.
Throughout this battle, everything Meng Qi had done was to await this very moment. Using the characteristics of the Other Shore and the Fruit of All Causes, he had told the Bug God a story of despair.
Upon realizing the Bug God had chosen the method of “Believers and Deity United,” Meng Qi had immediately devised this “story”!
Enduring the combined force of Her golden-word authority and witchcraft techniques, enduring the divine curse formed from wish-power, was all to create an image of mysterious might and unfathomable depth, slightly shaking the minds of both the Bug God and the tribes of the Southern Wilds, laying the foundation for the subsequent “One Word Shapes the World’s Law.”
By blending the Other Shore characteristic with karmic threads, each word and each blade stroke gathered the Bug God’s negative karma, inviting heavenly punishment—not merely to wound Her severely, but also to dissolve negative karma and reduce the number of karmic connections, preparing for this decisive strike. Otherwise, with too many karmic threads and too much negative karma, the backlash from severing them might be unbearable, let alone transferring most of them to himself.
Then, with a single word altering the nearby terrain, driving the powerful wild beasts deeper into the wilds and relocating the tribes to safer ground, he created an illusion of overwhelming power, delivering a shocking impact, thoroughly shaking the foundation of the Bug God’s wish-power, weakening Her strength, and further reducing the number of karmic threads.
Each move was tightly connected, feinting east to strike west, building the story to perfection, until the opportunity finally arose!
With the opportunity arising, it was only natural to seize it!
Otherwise, once the Bug God regained Her composure and clarity of mind, She might uncover his true situation. His current “One Word Shapes the World’s Law” had not yet reached a level capable of truly despairing Her.
For example, the phrase “nearby powerful wild beasts gathering in the center of the Southern Wilds” indicated the limited scope of his influence.
For example, this was not a direct alteration of the fundamental laws of the True World, but rather an amplification of the tendency for terrain changes, an amplification of the protective laws granted to humanity since the reign of the Human Emperor, and an amplification of the accumulated wishes of the Southern Wilds tribes over thousands of years—an approach that was somewhat cunning.
—Originally, in the True World, there had been no law that humanity, as the favored race, would receive divine protection. But before the Human Emperor’s passing, he had glimpsed the Dao directly, making this fundamental modification, establishing the heart of Heaven and Earth, which had endured until now, becoming a true law without geographical limits. Even though Meng Qi possessed the Other Shore characteristic and had advanced to the Legendary realm, truly altering the laws of Heaven and Earth in the True World was only temporary. Without reaching the Creation level, such changes would gradually be corrected over time, at best leaving residual effects for ten thousand ages.
Before the Bug God realized this, of course, it was necessary to strike while She was vulnerable!
Deception in war is never excessive!
The long blade sliced lightly, and the Bug God sensed a deadly danger. She barely managed to spit out a small golden pearl, exploding it into a water-like glow that enveloped Her, protecting the few karmic threads that formed Her most essential existence.
The “Frenzied Blade” was famous for severing karmic threads irreversibly, and She had heard much about it in the Southern Wilds.
Meng Qi’s Hegemon’s Ultimate Blade flicked lightly, severing one karmic thread after another—not those essential to the Bug God’s existence, but all connections between Her and the incense-offering wish-power, and between Her and the Divine Marrow Pearl, transferring them all to himself!
Once again, countless radiant star-like threads floated toward Meng Qi, solemn and sacred. Once attached, they would burden him with the heavy weight of the Southern Wilds. If he could not completely transform this place, the karmic backlash would be inescapable.
Deep within Meng Qi’s eyes, the “Dao Yi Glazed Lamp” radiated an eternal, swirling interplay of black and white light, illuminating every single luminous star-thread with absolute clarity. Suddenly, he stretched out his left hand and clenched it tightly.
A hollow, echoing sound reverberated as each karmic thread related to the Southern Wilds’ wish-power and Divine Marrow Pearl condensed and merged together, seemingly forming a faintly translucent karmic seal—an Imperial Seal of Divinity.
It radiated with an indescribably sacred light, carrying the wishes of countless tribes across the Southern Wilds, soaring into the heavens, immense and overwhelming, causing the stars to shift.
In a hidden location, Qi Zhengyan, whose forehead bore a crimson star, suddenly sensed something and looked up, feeling the powerful wish-power of those seeking to escape their plight and survive.
His left hand, the Devil Emperor’s Claw, trembled slightly as he rapidly calculated, then gazed southward, sending his aura along the wish-power.
At this moment, Meng Qi lifted his long blade, sending this scalding hot potato flying along the aura, piercing through layers of void, arriving before Qi Zhengyan.
Qi Zhengyan was slightly startled but did not choose to refuse. Letting it return to its original position, he extended his right hand and grasped the faintly ethereal Imperial Seal of Divinity.
With a thunderous boom, a crimson light shot into the sky, illuminating the Southern Wilds and bathing the entire region in a vibrant red!
Meng Qi sheathed his blade, walking toward the Bug God, now stripped of Her divinity, and inwardly mused, “Senior Brother Qi, I can only assist you this far…”
Deprived of Her divinity and wish-power, the Bug God was merely a stronger insect. Feeling Her own weakness and perceiving the towering might of Her enemy, She sought to plead for mercy—but saw the descending blade instead.
A meteor streaked across the high sky, golden yet stained with blood, vanishing rapidly.
As the meteor fell, the Bug God perished!
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In a secret location on the grasslands, the Blood Sea Rakshasa, Demon Sage Han Guang, and others had just finished discussing how to ambush Su Wuming.
Learning from past mistakes, their mutual trust was extremely low, yet they had no choice but to band together, hence employing numerous restrictive measures and requiring the Demon Sage and the Dharma King to take the lead.
“If this succeeds, the entire situation will be completely reversed,” Guldo mused.
Suddenly, an outside Master rushed in to report that the “Frenzied Blade” Su Meng had entered the Southern Wilds, slaying the Ten Thousand Insect Venerable, and confronting the Bug God. He had already attained the Dharmakaya body and declared his intent to destroy the Blood Robe Sect.
The Blood Sea Rakshasa’s eyes gleamed with cruelty and savagery as he roared, “That Su Meng dares! I haven’t gone after you, yet you strike first, intending to destroy my Blood Robe Sect!”
He then turned to Guldo and other Dharmakaya experts: “Great Khan, Demon Sage, Dharma King, how can this be tolerated? Su Meng’s potential surpasses even Su Wuming’s. Let us seize this opportunity, launch a sudden attack, and surround and kill him in the Southern Wilds.”
“How can we be sure this isn’t a scheme by the righteous sects to lure us out?” Han Guang tapped his knee, frowning slightly, as if pondering something.
The Blood Sea Rakshasa regained some clarity but insisted, “My Blood Robe Sect has been entrenched in the Southern Wilds for years, and the Bug God is the sacred totem of the tribes there. We hold the advantage of terrain. Combined with Gao Lan leaving the Northern Zhou, diminishing their divine advantage, we can offset the losses from not yet contacting the demon race. If we seize the initial opportunity and unite our forces to strike Su Meng down instantly, the righteous sects will not only fail to gain but also lose heavily, possibly even allowing us to expand our advantage.”
Guldo nodded slightly as he listened: “Indeed, we can turn their trap against them. Su Meng has just ascended—this is the best time to kill him.”
“Exactly! Before attaining Dharmakaya, Su Meng already displayed the traits of the Fruit of All Causes. If we wait until he grows stronger, when can we ever eliminate him? Now is the time!” The Blood Sea Rakshasa was particularly urgent, both to reinforce his sect and to eliminate a threat.
“Hmm, the Bug God rarely takes action, but now that She has engaged the enemy, we must not miss this opportunity,” the Dharma King of Salvation also voiced his opinion.
The several Dharmakaya experts exchanged glances, quickly reaching a decision. Rising together, their auras surged, pointing directly southward.
At that very moment, they suddenly sensed something and raised their eyes to the sky, where the stars shifted and the power of wishes permeated the air.
Then, a golden meteor, stained with blood, tore across the heavens.
The Blood Sea Rakshasa gasped in shock:
“The Bug God has fallen!”
Only moments after receiving the news, barely finishing their discussion and reaching an agreement, the Earth Immortal-level deity had already perished by the Frenzied Blade’s hand?
Upon hearing this, Guldo and the Dharma King of Salvation exchanged glances, stunned and speechless.
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