God and Devil World

The Type 9 Golden Giant Specter Skeleton opened its eyes, as 2 beams that could tear through the heavens itself, imbued with terrifying suffocating pressure as they weighed down on Yue Zhong.

”Shit!” When he was swept by those beams, Yue Zhong felt his body turn cold as an incredible feeling of danger arose.

Right at that moment, the Type 9 Specter Skeleton stretched out its huge palms and brought along a terrifying strike imbued with death laws, aiming for Yue Zhong.

This was a true Type 9 powerhouse, that single palm contained spatial laws, and directly sealed Yue Zhong’s movement. Even the Wings of Hope could not be utilized.

Against that attack that could easily level an entire planet, Yue Zhong’s eyes narrowed and he activated his Devil Domain, channeling a surge of Devil qi towards the Type 9 Specter Skeleton.

The palm of the Type 9 giant came crashing down, directly destroying the Domain that Yue Zhong was so proud of and relied so much upon.

A Type 9 powerhouse was extremely close to God, possessing utmost strength, and unless it was a domain from a similar-level opponent, it was impossible even for the perfect God-Devil Physique and the nigh-invincible God-Devil Domain to withstand.

As the Devil Domain collapsed, Yue Zhong immediately fired out the Cosmic Finger he had comprehended, and a powerful force that contained the strength of a small-universe congealed at his fingertips, firing out into the sky.

With a loud blast, the Cosmic Finger struck the Skeleton and dispersed. The powerful recoil caused Yue Zhong to spit out a mouthful of golden blood.

However, there was also a huge hole within the Type 9 Specter Skeleton.

Seeing Yue Zhong execute that Cosmic Finger, causing a huge hole in the Type 9 Specter Skeleton, Qian Chang Qing was filled with shock, ”He actually blocked it?! He blocked a Type 9 powerhouse?! That’s unbelievable! Is he still human?! How come there’s such a monster?!”

The distance between a Type 8 and Type 9 powerhouse, was that of a spirit and a half-god, the difference of an ant and a heavenly dragon. It would already be considered incredible for a half-step Type 9 powerhouse to be able to flee from a Type 9 powerhouse. To actually face on an attack, it was incredibly rare.

Hai Yin stared at Yue Zhong, his eyes filled with envy, ”That’s so formidable! Damn it!! How is it the gap between humans can be that wide also?!”

The rest of the Holy Sons and Daughters were also shocked. They had seen and experienced a lot along with their own journeys, and they were naturally clear on the strength of a Type 9 powerhouse.

Yue Zhong’s Cosmic Finger tore through the Specter Skeleton, and he gritted his teeth to suppress the backlash, grabbing the 5 other humans, and charged through the large hole, flying directly for into the Temple gates.

The Type 9 Specter Skeleton watched blankly at the huge hold in its right arm, and its resentful gaze then turned to Yue Zhong who was standing at the Temple Gates.

There was a sudden strange glint in the gaze of the Type 9 Specter Skeleton, and it grabbed towards the Temple viciously.

”What?! Is the Type 9 Giant actually not afraid of the Temple?”

A terrifying thought appeared for everyone, and their faces turned pale, as they quickly dashed further inside the Temple.

If the Type 9 Specter Skeleton was truly not afraid of the Temple, it would be able to kill everyone present.

When the claws of the Specter Skeleton came to a distance of about 10m from the Temple, they suddenly broke apart and scattered over the ground.

It quickly retracted its claws, or what was left of it. The seemingly indestructible hand had actually lost everything from the wrist.

Yue Zhong had stayed behind to observe, and upon noticing its situation, his eyes brightened, ”Everyone, no need for panic! It cannot enter the temple!”

”Ah! Help!!”

Right at this time, one of the walls of the Temple began to split open, as a huge, thorny vine shot out, wrapping around one of the Holy Sons, and instantly ground him into pieces.

Hai Yin let out a roar of rage, retrieving his huge sword on his back, as he charged at the vine and swung out a thousand blade beams at one go, ”Damn bastard!! Die!!”

Qian Chang Qing’s face was steely as he came up to the vine, ”This is a well-known Devil Race trap, the Bloodsucking Vine. Once caught, even a Type 8 powerhouse would be helpless. Everyone, be careful. There is definitely more around here. Those damn Devils want to slow us down.”

Inside the Great God World, there were many strange things, capable of devouring even Type 8 powerhouses. Only by reaching the Type 9 realm would one be able to ignore such things.

Annie stepped up and spoke coldly, ”Let me handle these traps. My ability is the best counter to these trifling things.”

With that, she waved her hands, and countless silk shot out towards everywhere, and everywhere they touched, the traps folded and disappeared mysteriously.

She then retracted her lines, ”It’s done. Those traps are already destroyed. However, I’m not sure if there are other traps within the Temple.”

Qian Chang Qing nodded silently, ”Let’s move on!”

The group then proceeded further into the Temple.

The insides of the temple were resplendent, gold shining everywhere, and engraved with many beautiful murals.

However, within those crystal walls, there were also fluctuations of True Gods’ wills and everyone did not dare approach them carelessly. If they were to accidentally activate some restriction, it would spell the end of them.

If a True God expert wanted to kill a Type 8 powerhouse, all it took was just a thought. Even someone like Qian Chang Qing, a half-step Type 9 powerhouse would not be able to escape. Only a Type 9 powerhouse would cause a True God to take another look.

The group continued forward, following the long and narrow tunnels, before finally arriving at a large field.

Inside the central field, there was a round altar, exuding a saintly and ancient aura, carved with countless mysterious runes.

Right in the center of the altar was a single suit of armor that was gold in color, giving off a powerful and oppressive aura.

Qian Chang Qing stared at it, his heart skipping a beat as a heated and excited look appeared on his face, ”That’s the Gold-Grade Treasure Battle Armor!! Oh my goodness, to think there’s such a treasure!! With it, I can take on a Type 9 powerhouse!!”

Hai Yin stared at the armor and his heart trembled too, his eyes filled with greed, ”Gold-Grade Battle Armor!! If I can obtain it, I can instantly become a Holy Lord-level powerhouse!!”

A Gold-Grade Treasure was extremely rare even in the Holy Heavens. Furthermore, an armor-based Gold-Grade Treasure was increasingly rare. These were items that had existed in history eons past, where even True Gods had worn them before. A Type 9 powerhouse could not hope to damage it in the slightest.

Every piece was extremely precious, and if a Type 8 powerhouse were to put it on, it would allow his or her combat strength to reach the Type 9 stage. Furthermore, while the item was lacking in offensive power, its defense was definitely much stronger, and the user would be hard to kill.

The rest of the Holy Sons also stared at it with heightened desire.

”That is mine!!”

3 Holy Sons finally could not suppress their greed, as they shot towards the altar.

When they saw people making their moves, the rest also could not help themselves, as they pounced towards the armor.

There was only one such armor, and yet there were so many of them. It would naturally belong to whoever reached it first. Once any of these Holy Sons or Daughters obtain it, they would become the strongest powerhouse among those present here.

Even Qian Chang Qing and Hai Yin could not help themselves, as they shot towards the altar.

Only Yue Zhong was the only who kept his guard up, as well as Annie, who stood quietly behind him, not moving.

Annie had a rare hint of anxiety as she asked, ”Yue Zhong, why aren’t you going over? If you gain it, you can instantly become a Holy Lord-level powerhouse.”

Yue Zhong’s perception swept up, as he replied warily, ”It’s not so simple. The 3 Devil members and those Man-Eaters had entered earlier than us. If that treasure was so easy to obtain, they would have taken it long ago. It’s likely that this is a trap!”

”What a cautious fellow! However, no matter how guarded you are, it’s useless! Ghost Tun, do it!”

Following a light laugh, 3 black blurs shot out from the void, each of those half-step Type 9 Devil Race members striking at their designated targets.