Wang Ling looked at Chang Ping's Godly figure, he could feel her relentless attempt to increase her qi, trying to drain and get what she could from the speck of power she received, [That is but a portion of the essence, but it is already so strong… now, what would happen if I control all of it?]

The Essence of Origin was the power of everything in this Universe. Its power was showed by Chang Ping… but even this degree of strength was not its limits, it was a mere speck of the original Essence of Origin.

"So, what is that you need of me, Brother Ling?" Yan Renhuo asked while looking at him wear his mask, "About this situation, specifically."

"I thought it would be Butler Sun but you will do just fine. But, do you still have the Chaos Flames?"

"Of course." Yan Renhuo flicked her wrist from a spark to a little wick of flame. A gray flame swayed back and forth, uncontrollable, powerful, yet tamed. This was the Chaos Flames, the only fire in this Cosmos used by the All-Father himself.

Wang Ling had this in the past, but seeing how much tamed it became under Yan Renhuo's control made him shake his head, "It seems like you haven't slacked off in this past millennia I was gone, Sister Renhuo."

"I'm impressed, you are now acting as my Master? Why even call me Sister?"

"Well, I am now a Sect Master and Chang Ping, or rather, the Sword is my actual disciple so I cannot help but talk this way."

"Oh? Then I must congratulate you for that, Brother Ling. Can I meet them after this?"

"Not yet, give it five me years before you visit them. Also, as for your earlier question, I need you to do something simple — incinerate every Revenant in this City."

It was at this time that Wang Ling noticed something wrong was going on… he could see a reflection of Chang Ping's condition only he could see. Quickly, he turned to Yan Renhuo, "Chang Ping is nearing her limits, it appears."

"What does that mean?"

"That means I either help her or be devoured by the thing that's keeping her alive."

This power was exclusive to the All-Father, him. Though it was already powerful now, Wang Ling knew that this was not its full potential, [This is the power that created the Universe and almost everything within it… this is too weak for it to be its peak.]

Chang Ping's mind drowned in the power of the Essence of the Origin.

"This power… I can feel it coursing through my veins, through my meridians, to every fiber of my being. With this power, I can see it, the peak of power… the truth of life!"

Chang Ping opened her eyes and saw Wang Ling in front of her. She tried to raise her hands, but gray flames wrapped around her four limbs. Chang Ping looked behind her and saw Yan Renhuo passively staring back, "Hello, Martial Sister."

"Unhand me! Refining God! This power! This is the essence of everything! I can tell that with this I'll be able to kill the Emperor of Death!"

"You shouldn't be saying things like that, Chang Ping. I'm going to get worried." Wang Ling touched Chang Ping's chest, "You are right, this is the power that can damage that Gray bastard, but… it will also cause your demise."

Wang Ling could see what the others could not. It was not the Devil Eyes, nor was it his qi, no, it was more to his changing constitution. Wang Ling's eyes reflected Chang Ping's figure, and around her body were web-like cracks.

"MASTER! PLEASE! NO! DON'T TAKE IT AWAY~"

"Believe me, you don't want it anymore…" Wang Ling's words could not reach Chang Ping, but he didn't really care.

"Brother Ling, please… hurry up… she's somehow getting stronger!" Yan Renhuo's flames held onto Chang Ping. She moved her fingers and then pilled with all that she had but even with that, she was still being overpowered!

"…grit your teeth, Chang Ping!" Wang Ling sent out powerful waves of qi from his palm and sought out the speck inside Chang Ping's body. Buried in her heart was the blue light that was quickly devoured by his own soul!

BOOM! A massive explosion of killing intent and qi dissipated into the wind. The God's Domain ceased to exist and the

The web-like cracks receded but before he could celebrate the darkness of the Abyssal Poison began rearing its head in full power, "Tsk, I thought it would have purified her… that was wishful thinking, I see… if even this is not enough to expel the Abyssal Poison, then, I'll just devour it for myself."

Using the Essence of Origin as bait, Wang Ling gathered the darkness of death from Chang Ping's heart where he sealed it in the past. He couldn't do this before, but after Chang Ping melded with the essence of origin, Wang Ling already felt the change in her constitution.

"This is the only time I can do this..." he could feel an extension from him to her, the changes in her body were directly caused by his qi thus creating a deeper connection between the two. Having the same intent and even essence of power for even just a moment, Wang Ling pried open a path.

"AHHHH!" she screamed as blood came flowing out of her six orifices. Her qi had long been regained, but the enhanced senses it brought only meant more pain!

"Hang on, Chang Ping, it is almost finished."

Wang Ling shouted, but, what he had just done had consequences. When the Essence of Origin was retrieved, God's Domain fell, and at that very moment, Devil Revenants flew straight to the plateau seeing how the Refining God and Sword God were both preoccupied.

From behind Wang Ling came out five Devil Revenants. All of them swung their swords at Wang Ling and the two girls with him, they did not hesitate in their swings.

"Die." They said ever so calmly.

"Watch out!" Yan Renhuo shouted aloud! Yan Renhuo shrouded herself in Gray Flames but Wang Ling just stood there... unfazed.

But Wang Ling did not move, he continued his job, "Any time now would be great."

The blade traveled through the air and reached his neck drawing out blood. But before his head could fly off into the distance, a fair figure came out of the shadows.

With swiftness no one had seen before, the air was rendered, "Twilight Sword: Breath of Life."

A single swing, three heads flew, as for the remaining two, hands pierced their chest as both Yuan Qing and Yuan Ming killed the remaining Devil Revenants. The twins looked at Qinyang, their minds preoccupied as they whispered to one another.

'She's angry…'

'Must be because of "that".'

'So, the usual?'

'The usual.'

Wang Ling did not know what they were talking about nor did he noticed them looking at him judgingly, "Thank you, Qinyang. That Breath of Life was exquisite, you really are talented, aren't you?"

"…it is nothing." Qinyang passively said but her ears moved up and down.

'Ah, she's happy again.'

'Yes, yes, she is.'

Yan Renhuo noticed this interaction and stared at Qinyang's face, [Wait, could she be—]

Wang Ling's qi flowed from her than to him, the dark qi of death flowed through the air, and from Chang Ping's chest they came out, a wriggling shadow that corroded the atmosphere it was under.

The shadow of death moved and wriggled. It jolted forth and tried to go back to Chang Ping's body, only for it to be contained by Wang Ling's qi, "Sister Renhuo, burn it."

Wang Ling threw the cloudy substance up and Yan Renhuo and burned it with the Chaos Flames ensuring that it disappears from the face of the earth. Wang Ling could use the Heavenly Flamers to purify it, but that would attract too much attention so he refrained from doing such a thing.

"Sister Renhuo, I will leave the cleanup to you, I just wish th—what… is that?" Wang Ling looked over at the horizon and on the over Twenty Sailers of the Major Powers, were massive Purple Crystals.

By this time, two dozen Holy Revenants floated all around the City of Thousand Gods, all of them smiling. They clasped their hands in front of them and simultaneously, they all spoke, "Emperor's Domain —"

Every single member of the Major Powers looked overhead and witnessed over twenty Golden Domains with the same attribute and the same amount of qi encircling the city.

They looked with widened as the two dozen domains meld into one without a single conflict the words of the Holy Revenants then echoed.

"Pseudo God's Domain Formation — Golden Monarch."

They uttered as a single Golden Bell hovered overhead.

The Holy Revenants were all limited to the Heaven Hell Harmony Realm, none of them could walk their own paths and every single one of them had the same cultivation method. They were a much for the Major Powers, but... at this moment, they now stand above them all as they reached new heights without needing to cross the border of any cultivation realm.

The Holy Revenants hovered above the conscious experts, like the God they had just become.

And just like that, Twenty-two Abyssal Crystals, a newly created Domain, and empowered Revenants appeared before Wang Ling and the Major Powers. Wang Ling looked at them with a crooked smile, "It would appear… that there had been miscalculations."

And like that, Wang Ling was outsmarted by his own clones, and just like that… the aura of slaughter slowly reared its head.