I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

The Xuanyuan Sword slashed towards the third figure darting towards it.

Sword Qi collided with the figure.

This time, the Xuanyuan Sword actually struck nothing!

The third figure was shattered by the Sword Qi and merged with the two figures behind it, forming a fourth figure.

A familiar face appeared beside Han Zhan.

Jhin, Emperor Xin!

Using three puppets of manipulated destiny as mediums, he forcibly descended across the entire Mu Ye battlefield!

The two met, with no unnecessary words, Emperor Xin twisted around and threw a punch, once again smashing towards Han Zhan.

Thousands upon thousands of devoured destinies appeared behind him, faintly in the blink of an eye.

The power of this punch was instantly magnified by thousands and thousands of times.

Han Zhan switched from holding the sword with one hand to both hands.

This was one of the few times he held the sword with both hands since becoming a Sword Cultivator.

The Unstoppable Sword Qi bloomed, the Circulation Array beneath his feet rotated, and the Qi of Creation sublimated cells within his body, invoking all methods.

Faced with this punch, Han Zhan was also pushing himself to his limits!

Punch and sword collided in mid-air.

The entire atmosphere froze.

Then, after a moment of dead silence, a raging air wave erupted, surging and spreading all around.

——Rustle, rustle, rustle!

In the camp area of the Alliance of Lords south of the Wei River, a sandstorm instantly rose.

Emperor Xin’s face contorted, the veins on the arm gripping his fist bulged and burst, blood flowing profusely.

Meanwhile, Han Zhan seemed to still have strength remaining.

His feet connected with the Circulation Array, which transmitted more Qi of Creation into his body, in terms of endurance, he never lost to anyone!

Step!

Han Zhan suddenly stepped forward.

It was this step that made the Xuanyuan Sword in his hands seem superior, steadily advancing forward with a sword thrust.

Balance was broken at this moment!

The energy released and spread due to the collision, also surged in the direction of Emperor Xin following the forward thrust of the Xuanyuan Sword,

as if finding an outlet, all rushed towards Emperor Xin!

The clash between Divine Realms, the sheer terror of its power was unknown to others, but here, Emperor Xin was the first to truly feel it.

It was a feeling of destruction.

Emperor Xin’s flesh and blood dissolved in an instant, turning into a skeleton!

But in the next second, flesh and blood returned to his body, he grimaced, gritting his teeth, his face distorted under this power.

Emperor Xin roared:

”It’s useless! I’ve swallowed the destinies of thousands and thousands of people, I have thousands and thousands of lives! You kill one life, two lives, what difference does it make to me!”

Han Zhan remained silent.

He just gripped the Xuanyuan Sword, thrusting it out a second step.

Even more violent power poured down, causing Emperor Xin’s newly restored flesh and blood to be entirely obliterated by the Sword Qi!

If one life is not enough, then kill two lives.

If two lives are not enough, then kill thousands and thousands of lives!

Emperor Xin’s defeat was already determined at the moment the balance was broken.

Time passed unknowingly.

Emperor Xin’s flesh and blood recovery speed got slower, the overlapping silhouettes behind him also began to thin.

Until finally, there were no more silhouettes behind Emperor Xin!

The distance between Han Zhan and Emperor Xin was now only a sword’s length!

Puff!

Without any surprises, the Xuanyuan Sword pierced through Emperor Xin’s heart.

This time, he no longer had a destiny substitute to recover from.

”You lost.” Looking at Emperor Xin whose head drooped down, Han Zhan spoke lightly.

Just as he was about to turn and draw his sword, suddenly, a hand fiercely grabbed the blade of the Xuanyuan Sword.

”I lost?” Emperor Xin suddenly raised his head, blood gushed from his mouth, yet he maintained an exaggerated smile.

”I lost?”

He repeated.

”Hahaha, no, no, no, I didn’t lose.”

”Rather, you lost, Ji Fa!”

”Remember, this scene should be quite familiar to you. Let me remind you about the difference between a king and a steed, right?”

The difference between a king and a steed—this was what Han Zhan once spoke to his senior brother.

At that time, his senior brother’s sword was piercing his body, exactly mirroring the current scene!

Could it be...

”That’s right!”

”Judging by your expression, you’ve probably thought of something, right?”

”I have to say, I agree with your words. The difference between a king and a steed lies in their instinctive disparity; beasts only have the instinct for frantic slaughter, while a king’s instinct is more, reckless beyond measure!”

After Emperor Xin finished speaking, instead of retreating, he stepped forward,

tightly gripping the Xuanyuan Sword!

His last life was about to fall beneath the Xuanyuan Sword, becoming a sword victim.

Yet at this moment, as Emperor Xin spoke with Han Zhan, what he saw in his eyes was a dense, countless number of fate lines surrounding them.

These fate lines were the perfect supplement for replenishing destiny substitutes and recovering states.

Also, they were Emperor Xin’s plan to deliver the final blow to Han Zhan, the ultimate endgame!

They were—the warriors and citizens of the Alliance of Lords!

”Then, enjoy the defeat to the fullest, hahahaha!”

After saying these words, Emperor Xin suddenly opened his hands.

Seizing the moment, Han Zhan withdrew the Xuanyuan Sword.

But Emperor Xin, who should have died, did not die; instead, he returned to peak condition.

In an inconspicuous tent, a citizen of Xiqi silently died with a sword wound appearing on his chest.

Emperor Xin retreated while pulling out the [Destiny Mark].

At this moment, the [Destiny Mark] transformed into a Taotie with a bloody mouth, eager to devour all the surrounding fate lines.

Not only that,

Han Zhan’s Dao Realm also began to plummet at a visible rate.

The Ancestral Temple requires people’s faith and Wish Power, and now, Emperor Xin was not only devouring destiny but also, in effect, devouring faith and Wish Power.

Han Zhan’s realm began to become precarious.

This rise and fall.

Emperor Xin’s realm quickly rose, successfully reversing the situation!

Victory!

What of the Child of Destiny?

Without faith and Wish Power, the highest realm is like a rootless wood that can be swept away by the flood at any moment.

”You lost!” Emperor Xin returned these words to Han Zhan.

Emperor Xin used himself as the bait, daringly infiltrating enemy lines to exchange small for big, life for life.

He succeeded.

The vital spot that Han Zhan held, his realm continued to sink, almost dropping from the Divine Realm.

Not only him, but even Jiang Ziya battling the Celestial God overhead was affected.

Could it be, Xiqi is really going to lose?

At that moment, Han Zhan suddenly let out a deep breath.

Seeing his relaxed expression, Emperor Xin’s laughter abruptly stopped.

How could it be? Emperor Xin wondered inwardly, having captured all the Alliance of Lords, even the citizens of Xiqi, in one sweep.

In such a situation, how could the opponent still have a chance to turn the tables?!

Han Zhan seemed to have guessed what was on Emperor Xin’s mind, he flashed a mocking smile.

”That’s right, people’s faith indeed greatly affects the Ancestral Temple’s path of cultivation.”

”However, since you know, of course, I also know that once there’s a problem with the people’s faith and Wish Power, an irreversible crisis will occur.”

”Do you think I wouldn’t have left a contingency plan for it?”

Contingency plan, what contingency plan?

Under Emperor Xin’s puzzled and then shocked gaze,

Han Zhan’s realm, which had been plummeting, not only stopped falling, but once again began rapidly rising.

That was the Mortal Emperor’s Energy!