King of Creation-Chapter 1624 - 1609: Radiant Glory Upon the World

Abbot Zhaoshi at this moment saw Grand Spirit Master Ru Hui being blasted by Ye Zhen’s Fire Drill, reminiscent of the sight that Governor Yong Kun previously witnessed when Grand Spirit Master Ru Long was killed!

His eyes bulged out, written with shock and fear!

With the cultivation of Abbot Zhaoshi at the Eighth Stage of the King Realm, eliminating his strongest Grand Spirit Master Ru Hui wasn’t difficult. A single lethal strike is feasible, even if Ru Hui was prepared, at most three moves, three moves at most, could eliminate Ru Hui.

However, like Ye Zhen, with a seemingly simple Fire Drill, directly turning Grand Spirit Master Ru Hui into ashes, he couldn’t accomplish that, simply couldn’t!

Not to mention just the reverberations, leading a dozen Grand Spirit Masters over a hundred meters away from Ru Hui to begin rapidly charring.

Even a Grand Spirit Master slightly closer, simply from the reverberations, had half his body turned into charcoal!

Such power, Abbot Zhaoshi was not unfamiliar with, but every figure he had seen, who could effortlessly wield such power, are undoubtedly figures possessing godly means within the Dao Realm!

How Ye Zhen, a Martial Artist at the Fifth Stage of Divine Communication Realm, possessed such ability, he no longer had time to ponder.

Right now, he knew only one thing.

The power of Ye Zhen’s Xuan Fire Drill was terrifyingly overwhelming; he couldn’t withstand it.

He needed some buffer space!

In shock, Abbot Zhaoshi retreated like lightning, but as he retreated, a nightmarish scene unfolded before him.

From behind Ye Zhen, in an instant, five streaks of light split off, flying swiftly toward the Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters scattered in all directions.

These five streaks of light, like tigers descending a mountain, or wolves entering a flock, charged into the Heavenly Temple crowd, initiating a one-sided massacre.

That tiger, swift as lightning, appeared and smashed three Spirit Masters to pieces, while the nine-headed beast appeared, snatching nine Spirits, devouring them publicly.

A female Martial Artist, exuding a chilling aura, took no lives directly, but the overwhelming Divine Soul aura emanating from her made Zhaoshi shudder in fear.

The Divine Soul waves surpassed those of Zhaoshi, an expert at the Eighth Stage of King Realm, even rivaling those he had seen within the Dao Realm.

Before Zhaoshi could comprehend Ling Qianbi’s methods, a violet-golden Sword Light casually swept across, causing him heartache as though sliced by a knife, on the verge of coughing blood!

Over a hundred people!

The violet-golden Sword Light casually swept across, hundreds of Spirit Masters, at least ten Grand Spirit Masters, as if being casually chopped and diced, slain altogether.

Decapitated, cut in halves, severed in multiple pieces — each died with extreme cruelty, making Zhaoshi terrified that those Grand Spirit Masters, despite their rapid reactions before the Sword Light struck, activated their own Low Grade Suppressing Armor.

But, the normally reliable Low Grade Suppressing Armor enabling those Grand Spirit Masters to clash head-on with Realm King experts, now in the presence of that Sword Light, smashed like paper.

Instantly, over a hundred Innate Divine Souls wailed within the corpses, soared skyward, while the violet-golden Sword Light surged, sweeping toward other Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters.

Witnessing this, Zhaoshi felt heartache as if sliced by a blade, ready to shout orders just as a horrifying scene froze him in terror.

Within each temple of the Heavenly Temple, Divine Soul power varies, but regardless of temple, once killed, as long as the Divine Soul returns to the Heavenly Temple, it can leverage the temple’s power to rebuild the body!

Therefore, in battle, the Spirit Masters of the Heavenly Temple often fought fearlessly. As long as their Innate Divine Soul could escape back to the final branch temple, they would be safe.

Within each branch temple lies a Soul-Returning Tower, where the slain Innate Divine Souls regroup. Empowered by Divine Power, they are then sent to the Sacred Land of Heavenly Temple to reconstruct their bodies.

So, just after those Spirit Masters were slain, amidst wailing, they all surged toward the branch temple’s Soul-Returning Tower. There, they are granted Creation Divine Power; not only will their Innate Divine Souls within the body avoid damage, but an extended stay inside can strengthen their Innate Divine Souls.

However, just as these slain Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters’ Innate Divine Souls charged toward the Soul-Returning Tower, a blood-red radiance abruptly illuminated the sky.

The blood-red radiance, akin to a terrifyingly absorbing blood-red vortex, uncontrollably drew the wailing Innate Divine Souls meant for the Soul-Returning Tower towards the sky, into Ye Zhen’s War Soul Blood Flag controlled by the Demon Marshal’s Avatar.

Even though these Innate Divine Souls frantically activated their Divine Souls, they couldn’t repel even a fraction of such terrifying suction.

"Abbot, save us!"

"Abbot, rescue us!"

"Abbot, save..."

Screaming and crying, they were swallowed by the War Soul Blood Flag, transformed by its terrifying internal power, into the purest Divine Soul energy, replenishing the War Soul Blood Flag.

If the appearance of Wang Xiaomao, Nine-Headed Beast, and Purple Spirit indicated widespread slaughter, then the emergence of the War Soul Blood Flag symbolized annihilation.

Abbot Zhaoshi’s terror was now beyond description.

The Tiger King, Nine-Headed Beast, terrifyingly potent Divine Soul power of Ling Qianbi were manageable, but encountering the violet-golden Sword Light and the blood-red demonic shadow at Seventh Stage of Realm King Realm in the sky, Abbot Zhaoshi was in despair!

He understood that for today’s battle, under normal circumstances, he had no chance of winning!

Though more numerous, neither Ye Zhen’s methods, nor the terrifying violet-golden Sword Light, seemed to indicate slaughtering everyone was merely a matter of time!

As Ye Zhen’s Xuan Fire Drill rapidly slammed down, Abbot Zhaoshi suddenly let out an angry roar, and a vividly colored, extremely vibrant Red Feather Fan appeared out of thin air.

The instant the Feather Fan appeared, Ye Zhen’s gaze couldn’t help but shift; a Supreme Suppression Artifact!

The Red Feather Fan was a Supreme Suppression Artifact, and exuded an indescribable aura.

"Retreat!"

"Everyone, retreat to the Sun and Moon Divine Palace!"

"Quickly, retreat!"

Amidst the angry shouts, Zhao Shi fiercely swung the red feather fan in his hand three times. With each swing, he unleashed a terrifying Blazing Flames, accompanied by a faint sound of wind and thunder, to meet Ye Zhen’s Xuan Fire Drill.

Bang bang bang!

Zhao Shi rapidly swung the red feather fan three times, and the Blazing Flames clashed head-on with the Xuan Fire Drill, producing explosive sounds.

However, Zhao Shi’s expression showed no sign of relief; instead, it became even more tense. The reason was simple; Ye Zhen’s Xuan Fire Drill had not been blown apart, but had directly pierced through his three Blazing Flames.

At this point, the agitated abbot Zhao Shi seemed to go crazy, wildly swinging the red feather fan eight times in an instant.

And this time, Ye Zhen’s Xuan Fire Drill finally exploded into a burst of fire with a bang.

Zhao Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Still, Zhao Shi’s hand didn’t stop waving the red feather fan, swiftly sending bunches of Blazing Flames in different directions in an attempt to rescue the Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters being hunted by Ye Zhen’s group!

But the next moment, Zhao Shi was dumbfounded.

The Blazing Flames he released were coldly glanced at by the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten, which just twisted its body and dodged them.

Too slow, it posed no threat!

As for the Nine-Headed Beast, it was even simpler. One of its heads reached out and swallowed the Blazing Flames Zhao Shi unleashed, its mouth containing a half human body.

The nauseating smell of charred human flesh spread, yet the Nine-Headed Beast chewed with great relish.

As for the Sword Light transformed by Purple Spirit.

Ignored!

It was completely ignored!

The spiritual fire unleashed by Zhao Shi’s red feather fan was too dispersed, and in terms of grade and power, it was inferior to Ye Zhen’s Heavenly Thunder Spirit Fire.

Ye Zhen’s Heavenly Thunder Spirit Fire took considerable effort to refine Mystical Liquid Gold, so this little fire from Zhao Shi was directly ignored by Purple Spirit.

It chased after those fleeing Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters as if passing through air and flames.

Still, it had some effect after all!

The over three hundred Spirit Masters and fifty Grand Spirit Masters fled in embarrassment towards the Sun and Moon Divine Palace behind Zhao Shi, as their numbers on Ye Zhen’s side were too few.

Eliminating more than seven hundred people in a short time was already quite impressive.

Zhao Shi struggled hard to resist Ye Zhen’s continuously blasted Xuan Fire Drill while retreating swiftly.

As long as this group of people could retreat into the Sun and Moon Divine Palace, he would feel confident.

As long as they retreated into the Sun and Moon Divine Palace, they wouldn’t fear even the arrival of a Dao Realm Expert!

The Branch Temple of the Heavenly Temple is not to be trifled with!

"Get in quickly, get in quickly!" Seeing more than half of the survivors retreating into the Sun and Moon Divine Palace, the abbot Zhao Shi urged while retreating towards the interior of the Sun and Moon Divine Palace himself.

Ye Zhen had a certain apprehension about the interior of the Sun and Moon Divine Palace.

Especially now, as Ye Zhen approached the Sun and Moon Divine Palace, the aura of the Mirage Dragon Pearl in his body became even more concealed. Even the usually reckless Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou became tense.

Ye Zhen could sense this.

Thinking it over, Ye Zhen turned and looked at Purple Spirit, shouting, "Charge inside, leave no one alive!"

Ye Zhen believed that Purple Spirit had this strength!

Purple Spirit first glanced at the magnificent and extraordinary Sun and Moon Divine Palace, then at the decisive Ye Zhen, with a humanoid phantom faintly materializing within the Sword Light, giving Ye Zhen a thumbs up!

"You really have guts, but I like it!"

In the next moment, a thousand Sword Lights flew out from around Purple Spirit, as if thousands of swords were released simultaneously, all blasting towards the abbot Zhao Shi and the others who had just retreated into the Sun and Moon Divine Palace gates!

Strangely, the abbot Zhao Shi, who had just retreated into the Sun and Moon Divine Palace gates, no longer showed any trace of panic on his face, instead turning into utter confidence.

"You demon, daring to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Temple, you’re doomed today!"

As he spoke, Zhao Shi’s brow abruptly released an incomparably mysterious Spirit Light, reciting at an extremely fast speed, "Sun and Moon Divine Power, shine gloriously upon the world!"

A Spirit Light that surprised Ye Zhen suddenly exploded, transforming into a thin light shield that blocked the front of the crowd.

"Creation Spirit Light!"