freenovelworld Chapter 562
Chapter 562
Just now, Ning Zhixuan fully realized that his only son, Ning Fangkun, was completely dead.
Not only was his divine status damaged, but his life was also lost...
Tick tock!
A tear of blood flowed from Ning Zhixuan's eye!
The moment the drop of blood fell onto the temple floor, the entire Yimu Temple began to burn with an eerie crimson flame.
The crimson flames burned not only within the Temple of Yimu.
The entire Yimu Divine Realm, centered on the Yimu Divine Temple, was engulfed in crimson flames that continued to spread until the entire Yimu Divine Realm was stained.
The weak gods living in the Yimu Divine Realm are no match for this crimson flame!
After their bodies were stained with the crimson flames, their flesh and souls quickly perished.
At this moment, the Yimu Divine Realm was like a living hell.
The stronger gods were alright, but these crimson flames continued to devour the lives of the weaker gods.
Even the god-kings of the surrounding divine realms sensed the anomaly in the Yimu Divine Realm and heard the wails of the beings within it.
They quickly arrived at the border of the Yimu Divine Realm.
"What is Ning Zhixuan doing? Is he slaughtering the living beings within his own divine realm?"
"The God of Life has only been dead for tens of thousands of years, yet Ning Zhixuan is already so restless?!"
"How can someone who slaughters the very beings and people of his own divine realm be worthy of serving under the Lord of Life!"
One of the god-kings frowned and said with displeasure.
Then, another deity crossed his arms and joked:
"Hehe, if it's Ning Zhixuan, then I won't be surprised."
"Back when the Goddess of Life had just become a god, this fellow repeatedly made things difficult for her because she was a woman."
"If it weren't for the extraordinary power of the God of Life, who subdued Ning Zhixuan, Ning Zhixuan might have already attacked the God of Life first!"
"You know, before the birth of the God of Life, he was the one who most wanted to elevate his Wood God to the God of Life..."
"Now they are slaughtering the people of their own divine realm again. I think the fall of the God of Life tens of thousands of years ago is probably related to him!"
The moment the god-king finished speaking, thunder rumbled in the sky.
The next moment, another god-king solemnly said, "Spirit God! Be careful what you say!"
The god-king of that spirit seemed to realize he had misspoke. He glanced fearfully at the lurking lightning in the sky and immediately fell silent.
"Regardless of what Ning Zhixuan is like, he is still a God-King under the command of the God of Life, just like us. We still need to stop him from wantonly and indiscriminately slaughtering the people of his own divine realm!"
The other god-kings nodded in agreement.
Although the God of Life has now perished, and no new God of Life has been born for tens of thousands of years.
However, as members of the God of Life's faction, they cannot allow the gods of other divine factions to laugh at them!
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On the other side, she felt that her only son, Ning Fangkun, had died just like that, leaving neither his physical body nor his soul behind.
Ning Zhixuan truly couldn't accept that his son had died like this!
He was killed by a mere mortal!
"My son, Kun'er!"
"As your father, I am determined to avenge you! I will definitely extract that woman's soul and torment her for thousands of years to avenge you!" Ning Zhixuan said through gritted teeth.
Then, Ning Zhixuan wanted to create another spatial rift, pour his divine power into it, break into the Heavenly Abyss again, and capture that damned woman who killed his son.
There are clear rules in the realm of gods.
Deities below the highest level of the divine realm are not allowed to descend to the mortal realm in their true form.
Firstly, apart from the God-Emperor, no one below the God-King level has the ability to descend to the lower realm in their true form.
Secondly, if they were to descend to the lower realm without permission, it would inevitably be a terrible disaster for that realm sooner or later!
Even a god-king like Ning Zhixuan could only barely project a portion of his divine power into the lower realm.
This is already the bare minimum!
However, a long time has passed, and Ning Zhixuan is still unable to determine Tianyuan's coordinates!
In the end, Ning Zhixuan withdrew the divine power he had projected onto the lower realm with a dark expression.
"How could this be! How could we not find the coordinates of this tiny lower realm secret realm!" Ning Zhixuan muttered with a ferocious expression.
In the next instant, Ning Zhixuan spat out another mouthful of golden divine blood.
His face showed great alarm.
"This...this is the power of life!"
"It's the power of the rules from that lower realm!"
"Damn God of Life! Even in death, you still disgust me so much!"
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Ning Zhixuan unleashed his power recklessly, and the Yimu Temple was quickly shattered into ruins.
"No matter what! I will remember the murder of my son!"
Just as Ning Zhixuan was filled with extreme anger, he suddenly noticed that several uninvited guests had appeared in the Yimu Divine Realm!
And they are heading towards his location.
Ning Zhixuan frowned unhappily.
He coldly watched as several streaks of light drew ever closer to him in the distance.
Then, Ning Zhixuan said with a forced smile:
"Hehe, I wonder what wind blew you all to my Yimu Divine Realm. What brings you to my Yimu Divine Realm?"
Since the fall of the Goddess of Life, Ning Zhixuan has lost contact with the other God-Kings under the Goddess of Life.
He hated the God of Life to the core, after all, if it weren't for that woman Su Mingsheng suddenly becoming the God of Life.
The position of God-King should have been his!
The other god-kings naturally realized that Ning Zhixuan did not welcome them.
The spirit god glanced disdainfully at Ning Zhixuan, then crossed his arms and said:
"Ha, you, Ning Zhixuan, are a deity under the command of the God of Life. How dare you slaughter living beings at will within your Yimu Divine Realm today!"
Upon hearing what the spirit god said, Ning Zhixuan immediately scanned the entire Yimu Divine Realm with his divine sense.
A cruel smile appeared on his lips. "Spirit God, this is a matter for my Yimu Divine Realm. What right do you, an outsider, have to interfere?"
"Furthermore, my Yimu Divine Realm is not as lazy as your other divine realms. Within the Yimu Divine Realm, the law of the jungle prevails!"
"My Bloodwood Divine Flame can naturally withstand powerful gods, but those weak gods are not worth mourning!"
The other god-kings' expressions changed upon hearing Ning Zhixuan's cruel words.
One of the god-kings looked disapproving. "God of Wood, you govern the Great Way of Wood and nurture the essence of Wood. The Great Way of Wood is the most benevolent. How can this power, which should be peaceful and gentle, be so cruel in your hands!"
"If you don't stop, all living beings in your Yimu Divine Realm will be wiped out!"
"Are you even worthy to be the God of Wood?!"
Ning Zhixuan dismissed this with disdain.
Whether someone is good enough or not is not up to you to decide!
"Now I control the Great Dao of Wood, one of the Five Elements. As the God of Wood, everything I do is in accordance with the will of all the trees under heaven!"
"Alright! I'm tired for today, everyone. Please leave my Wood Divine Realm!"
A hint of impatience flashed in Ning Zhixuan's eyes, and he immediately ordered the gods to leave.
Just then, the spirit god let out a cold snort.
"No wonder you lost to the God of Life and didn't advance to the God of Life."
"You've cultivated the Great Way of Wood into a path of slaughter! You deserve to lose to the God of Life!"
Ning Zhixuan was struck where it hurt by the spirit, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
"Spirit God, say that again!"
The spirit said, "I've already told you, what are you going to do about it?"
"No wonder his son is such a good-for-nothing. The withering path he controls is just a minor path that branched off from your wood path, isn't it?!"
"Neither father nor son are good people!"
Ning Zhixuan finally couldn't take it anymore, and he immediately attacked the spirit god beside him.
In an instant, the crimson flames transformed into sharp thorns, attacking the spirit god!
The spirits, seeing this, showed no fear.
He waved his hand gently, and countless pink petals appeared out of thin air.
Although these petals look delicate, they are exceptionally hard and sharp.
The petals collided with the thorns, generating a powerful energy fluctuation.
The spirit god looked at the furious Ning Zhixuan, a mocking smile appearing in his eyes, and raised an eyebrow.
"What? Was I right?"
"Let me think about why you are so angry..."
"Could it be... that celestial phenomenon just now, where the divine essence was damaged and the god fell, was your son?"