Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm Chapter 580
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There was no lack of elites the likes of the Stoner Patriarch among those forty-five Demi-Saints.
The three Chaos entities were even more frightening in comparison. Each of them was colossal and embodied an air of destruction, not to mention that they were much weaker than the Stoner Patriarch.
As for Dumbo, Trumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, and the Nine Wise Rock Monkeys…
Though they assumed the path of cultivating from the divinity of Overdeities, they were crops that benefited immensely after the consecutive leveling of Jiang He’s farm. Now, they were free from the shackles and drawback of assuming that path, so that their cultivation as well as combat ability would not lose out to Demi-Saints.
Moreover, they were armed to the teeth with various soul treasures… in fact, Jiang He estimated that Dumbo and the others were not much weaker than third-tier Demi-Saints, including the True Habitant of Tai Yi.
While the 450 kilometer-tall Cloudscraper Vine was not that powerful overall speaking, its capacity for destruction was definitely the greatest among the many Demi-Saints present.
“What?”
Lord Swelling Sky was stunned to see the group of Demi-Saints—including the Stoner Patriarch, other Gods and Demons—who appeared out of nowhere, exclaiming, “Impossible! All of you were dead! How could you have been resurrected?”
“Are the ways of our master to be comprehended by the likes of you?”
One of the Demi-Saint Gods laughed coldly.
In life, he had been Lord Swelling Sky’s personal disciple and was closer to him than his own son. Now, however, he was spitting at Lord Swelling Sky with a look of utter disdain. “He is capable of moving heaven and earth—would bringing back a few dead souls be difficult for him?”
“You…”
At a loss for words in frustration, Lord Swelling Sky was just about to speak when a frightening sword light shot toward him. He promptly casted his own godly art to stop it, only to be sent flying over five thousand meters.
Jiang He then darted forward at him, while communicating telepathically to Dumbo and the others, snapping angrily, “What are you pieces of trash blanking out for?”
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“Head out right now and flatten Godland!”
“Kill every elite God, and take away all their treasures!”
“Kiddos!”
Dumbo howled and barked, assuming a hundred-thousand feet form as he bellowed, “Charge! Wipe out that wretched city of Godland!”
“You dare?!”
Lord Swelling Sky roared and fired a divine flash at Dumbo with a wave of his hand, though Jiang He punched it into pieces.
The Yuan Killer Sword and the Infinite Pain Sword circled over Jiang He’s head, and the seven God-Killing Spears were on standby around him. At the same time, immortal light shone upon his skin and obscure World Strength emanated as he strode slowly towards Lord Swelling Sky, chuckling, “You attacked me repeatedly, Swelling Sky—but had you imagined that this day would come?”
“Jiang He!”
Lord Swelling Sky’s eyes went red as he warned, “Did you think a novice Saint like you could beat me?!”
He lunged toward Jiang He but was sent tumbling backwards by Jiang He with a single punch, with half of his body vaporized.
“Divine array, cast!”
Lord Swelling Sky murmured softly while his body regenerated instantly, and the divine array which shrouded all of Godland activated.
Streaks of unique godly patterns could be found in the divine array, which shone with dazzling light and released oceanic volumes of godly force, buffing Lord Swelling Sky and bloating his aura.
He invoked his lifelong treasure before charging toward Jiang He again, who laughed out loud and slapped both the God and his soul item.
Ooom!
That lifelong soul treasure that could match an innate soul treasure flinched, its divine light dulling before dropping off as a normal piece of steel.
It was Jiang He’s power of creation altering the attributes of that item.
Of course, Jiang He could only briefly alter the attributes of superior items such as innate soul treasures. It would last around eight minutes before the soul treasure restored itself…
But Lord Swelling Sky didn’t know that.
Panic filled his face and he lost all will to fight then.
Jiang He seized the instant to attack, cutting his body into piece as all seven God-Killing Spears descended upon him.
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With Esoteric Word: Power, he was a match for Lord Swelling Sky in a direct fight even before he became Saint. Now that he was Saint in both martial arts and immortal arts, his abilities were untold times stronger than before—even if Lord Swelling Sky was buffed by Godland’s divine array, the gap between him and Jiang He was simply insurmountable.
The battle was one-sided, with Lord Swelling Sky ending up violently blown into pieces just after he healed.
As a matter of fact, the other battle was one-sided as well.
The Gods had just over twenty Demi-Saints even during the height of their power, and they were reduced to only eleven after Jiang He inflicted severe casualties upon them over the last two years… and one of them had only ascended recently, thanks to the joint cultivation project between Gods and Demons, implemented by the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor.
On the other hand, the Cloudscraper Vine, Dumbo, Trumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers and the Nine Wise Rock Monkeys already outnumbered the number of Demi-Saint Gods.
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And with the Stone Patriarch as well as the other forty-seven Demi-Saints…
Sixty-seven, against eleven…
In just the space of few breaths, tremors struck Godland while blood rain poured—a phenomenon which occurred due to the death of a Demi-Saint God.
It all lasted for half a quarter of an hour, within which all eleven Demi-Saint Gods were killed, while they had only managed to kill one of Jiang He’s Demi-Saint.
“Kids, it’s time to bathe in blood!”
Dumbo shrieked in utter arrogance. “These mongrel Gods had the guts to attack our master repeatedly. Today, we shall flatten Godland—heed my call and unleash your full wrath upon it! Kill them all, be they Grand Luo or Golden Immortal!”
“Trumbo, take the monkeys and clear out the treasure vaults of Godland. I’ll meet you after we slaughter the Gods’ elites!”
***
Meanwhile, beyond the Realms Proper and deep within the Chaos, the Primordial Demon-God who possessed the dual auras of Gods and Demons had left the Chaos crumbling around them in the battle against the True Lord of Morality and Nothingness’s complete form.
“To think that you have such deep pockets, Brother!” exclaimed Primordial Demon-God Emperor coldly then.
True Lord of Morality and Nothingness smiled in return. “I’ve never tried to hide it, but whenever I peered into the tides of fate to find you and that old Machine wretch hiding yourselves from sight, wouldn’t you folks have destroyed me entirely if I did not keep something up my sleeve?”
“You suspect the Machines too?”
The God Emperor and the Demon Emperor’s voices echoed then.
“I had to—an outsider entity that is no Saint, managing to create a profound race which birthed two Saints… don’t you think they are more than what meets the eye?”
The exchange between the two pinnacle existences seemed to unravel a mystery of the Realms Proper just then.
“I had split in two since the founding of the Three Realms, even creating two hostile races in the Gods and Demons, so that they would build a rivalry that lasts dozens of million years… How did you see through me, Brother?”
“I’ve enjoyed reading through the past and presence ever since I found my Dao, and uncovered your identity by chance.”
The True Lord of Morality and Nothingness asked with a smile, “I’m curious—what was your title before you split in two?”
“I was born in the Chaos and was without a name. Since my split forms are the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor, you may call me the Demon-God Emperor… Huh?”
Suddenly, the Demon-God Emperor’s gaze twitched mid-conversation.
He turned back toward the Realms Proper…clearly, he sensed it when Jiang He attacked Godland and Lord Swelling Sky cast the divine array.
While the Chaos was a completely muddled field where one could easily get lost, individuals of their cultivation level would actually have a hard time getting lost instead.
Even so, the Demon-God Emperor’s senses were muddled since he was in the Chaos and too far from the Realms Proper. Hence, he pinched his fingers in divination…
That being said, the True Lord of Morality and Nothingness was clearly better than him at divination.
There was a weird look on his face even as the Demon-God Emperor began divining.
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