Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 373 - 328 This Martial God Seems a Bit Hollow
In the East Bright Alliance, over a thousand Martial Saints were engaged in a fierce battle with the Western Town Martial Sharp warriors in the West Tower of Wuting. The West Tower itself was constructed from the claw bones of Demon Gods, and the forces on both sides collided with their True Qi, forming two powerful True Qi storms. Some even stronger martial artists were sword fighting in midair above the West Tower...
Suddenly, the entire West Tower seemed to pull itself out of the ground, shedding tiles and bricks from atop the bone claws like dirt shaken off, followed by martial artists from both sides retreating in shock to either side, watching as the West Tower "stepped" toward the center of Wuting!
The West Tower’s bone claw arrived, completing the final part assembly of the Demon God Relic.
When the martial artists to the west suddenly looked up, they were astounded to find a colossal skeleton rising from the center of Wuting. The grand skeleton shimmered with a blood jade malevolence, seemingly not like something that had been dormant for thousands of years but rather like an exalted Bone Clan Immortal Ancestor awakening from cultivation disturbed by mortals!
Once all the bones were erected, within the flourishing heart of Wudu, a world-altering Demon God appeared, possessing a frame akin to a tiger’s. Its long, majestic spine and imposing claws delivered an intense visual impact. The vast crowd appeared as insignificant as ants, and the expansive Wudu City seemed nothing more than a series of contiguous ant hills.
The Martial God statue was already the most magnificent Divine Miracle in this world, but compared to the resurrected Demon God skeleton, it paled in comparison!
No head.
The head of the Demon God was still locked atop a high pavilion, but this did not affect the Demon God’s overbearing presence.
It moved its body, confronting the majestic Martial God statue in a tiger’s stance.
Above the Martial God statue, Jiang Qi, clutching a War Hammer, with furrowed brows and a golden robe, was surrounded by a ceaseless surge of Qi Ming energy, as if he stood amidst a fury of Qi Ming Thunder, atop the giant statue’s shoulder, his presence naturally commanding and eyes sweeping the world with disdain.
The Demon God Relic was similarly vast and transcendent. Its blood jade structure made the palaces of Wuting look like children’s building blocks. Atop the Demon God Relic’s spine, Wu Hen, holding the Star Shining Demon Sword, faced Jiang Qi squarely. Amidst the pouring blood rain, the blade gleamed extraordinarily bright. Dressed in dark purple robes, his bloodline already starkly different from the people of this martial world, his aura was as cold as that of a Demon Ancestor descending to bring chaos to the whole True Martial Super Continent.
Witnessing this astonishing scene, the citizens of Wudu, the warriors of Wuting, and their human brethren stood frozen like statues, unable to believe this was a level reachable by mortals. Compared to these two powerhouses, their own fights seemed as insignificant as insects brawling...
"Lord Wu Hen is too awesome!"
"Is he about to single-handedly defeat Martial God Jiang Qi??"
"When can I be as imposing as Lord Wu Hen?"
The human kin were mostly shocked, and after the shock came a frenzy. Such scenes, once thought possible only in dreams, were now unfolding before their eyes in reality, stirring the hearts of all young men who dreamed of being powerful, exploring the universe, battling in Otherworlds. The most supreme power became the most brilliant and enchanting beacon in the world, no matter one’s background or appearance, eventually shining as brightly as the sun and moon, inspiring heartfelt reverence!
However, the citizens and warriors of Wudu were trembling with fear, their fear outweighing their shock. In their eyes, the Martial God was a supreme existence, yet the true foundation of their unwavering faith in the Martial God was an inherent fear of the Demon Spirit etched into their very bones!
The Demon God was ultimately resurrected. Even if it was just the skeleton that had come to life, standing in the central city of peak Martial Cultivation, it instantly shattered the spiritual pillars of tens of millions, leaving them to question whether a human Hell existed. Nevertheless, where the Demon God appeared, it definitely became a death furnace...
"Could it be that we weren’t devout enough, and that’s why the heavens have inflicted such punishment on us?"
"Year after year, we have made offerings, dedicating the fruits of our hard labor to each Martial God, bowing our heads and offering our possessions at the Martial God Temples. Why has the Demon God still appeared in the city? Do we not deserve to live in this world?"
"It’s that Foreign Guest, he awakened the Demon God."
"No, Jiang Qi is just a useless piece of trash, the most incompetent of all the Martial Gods. He allowed the Demon Clan to enter the city and turned a blind eye to their plans. Despite being a transcendent God, he still indulged in worldly strife, stirring up trouble, suppressing the Northern Guardian Lady who had wholeheartedly opened the Demon Spirit Pass for us!"
"Yeah, we’ve never seen such a disastrous Rotating Martial God. All disturbance happens during his term. What’s the use of worshiping such a Martial God who cannot even provide basic protection?"
"All he does is incite internal strife, and he even suppresses the Northern Guardian Lady, resulting in the Demon Clan seizing the opportunity to resurrect the Demon God!"
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The reawakening of the Demon God’s bones had a profound impact.
The overwhelming majority of people could not distinguish who had awakened the Demon God. They only knew that a Demon God had appeared in the city they lived in, and this was the biggest dereliction of duty of the Rotating Martial God!
"A bunch of stupid peasants!!" Naturally, Martial God Jiang Qi was able to hear the curses coming from throughout the city.
The Martial God could hear the offerings to him, and he could just as perceptively sense the disrespect and curses directed at him.
He was angry, outraged that the people of Wudu seemed to be bewitched, as if possessed by evil. Despite the clear fact that a thief had awakened the Demon God’s Bone, and he himself was engaged in battle with it, they couldn’t distinguish friend from foe!
"It seems that the people are well aware of your antics. They simply refrain from comment out of fear, since you are a Martial God," Wu Hen’s lips curled up. As for playing the role of someone from the Demon Clan, he saw no need to refuse.
How could Jiang Qi not understand? It was because Wu Hen had stolen the Demon Immortal Saber that the Demon God’s Bone was resurrected. The Demon God had been dead for many years; its true essence was not in its indestructible skeleton but in its Dan Jade and Devil Soul.
Yet, he could not comprehend how this foreigner was able to subdue the Sword Spirit of the saber that even the Burning Heaven Martial God was unable to wield?
In the past, the Martial Gods had joined forces to slay the Demon God in the Blood Valley. They dragged its bones back to Wudu City, and injected its hundred thousand years of Cultivation from the Divine Soul into a Divine Weapon. The intention was to forge the most powerful Divine Weapon in the True Martial Continent to deter all demons...
But it became apparent to the Martial Gods that controlling the Demon Blade was no easy task. Every Martial God who tried to wield it as their Divine Weapon was met with backlash, forcing them to seal it within the Central Square Tower of Wuting. They let the Earth Spirit Wudu cleanse its remaining overbearing Demon Energy, waiting for it to become less fierce before it could be used by the Martial Gods.
If the other Martial Gods were unable to handle it, with what means did this person subdue the Demon Blade?
Moreover, the Demon Blade apparently still contained the soul breath of the hundred thousand year-old Demon God. Merely touching it lightly could wake the Demon Bones. Imagining such a Divine Weapon in his own hands, why would he need to rotate as a Martial God and stay with these despicable Wudu citizens?
"It’s just a skeleton!" The jealousy in his eyes flickered, but he spoke disdainfully. Jiang Qi was showcasing his dark personality to the fullest.
He propelled the Martial God Statue under his feet, commanding the statue representing the might of the Martial God to attack the Demon God Relic. The War Hammer in the hands of the Martial God Statue, made of who knows what material, slammed heavily onto the breastbone of the Demon God.
The Demon God seemed to have mythical bloodlines; its roots were uncorrupted for ten thousand years, as hard as metal from beyond the heavens. Without Wu Hen needing to issue commands, the Demon God’s Bone already opened its claws, grappling with the Martial God Statue. The collision of titans was inherently shocking, generating energy that sprayed in all directions between heaven and earth.
Across the vast Wudu Plain, not a single mountain stood.
But the Martial God Statue and the Demon God Tiger Bone were like two huge, moving mountains, exceptionally conspicuous in the world.
The battle between the two titans formed a towering platform. Upon it, Martial God Jiang Qi and Wu Hen were also clashing weapons. Their speed had reached its limit, their figures constantly weaving through the gaps of the battling titans, from the shoulder to below the claws, from between the claws to their chests.
The ribcage of the Demon God had many hollowed areas, and as Wu Hen and Jiang Qi clashed sword and hammer among the ribs, the Martial God Statue suddenly hurled a punch.
The punch pierced through the ribs of the Demon God, sending Wu Hen, who was fully engrossed in combat with Jiang Qi, flying. He crashed into the pelvic bone, as though he had fallen off a cliff thousands of meters high.
Jiang Qi sneered, about to dive down and deal Wu Hen a fatal blow, but the Demon God’s skeleton also reached out its claws. It struck out from between its ribs and sent Jiang Qi flying outside, as if he were a fly, tumbling toward the western side of Wuting, landing right beside the Western Guardian Monarch, Duan Yongle.
Initially, Duan Yongle didn’t know who the person being flung was, thinking it was just another undertrained subordinate. He exclaimed, "I told you to train more and you just drank and played. Now, at a time when Wuting faces life and death, show some backbone, you waste!
Jiang Qi climbed out from a pile of rubble, his face dark with anger. He coldly glanced at Zhenxi True Monarch Duan Yongle.
Right now, all the citizens of Wudu City were calling him, the Rotating Martial God, a waste, a term Jiang Qi had become particularly sensitive to.
If he didn’t still need this Western Guardian Monarch to fend off the treacherous courtiers and thieves, he would have smashed this fool Duan Yongle into a pulp with a single blow!
The matter of the Demon Clan had always been handled by Duan Yongle. Even though he was supposed to turn the Demon Clan into a disposable pawn, Duan Yongle left trails everywhere that were discovered by Ruan Muhuan during the investigation, not to mention that it caused all the Wudu citizens to be dissatisfied.
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Once these rebels were dealt with, Jiang Qi didn’t plan to keep this Western Guardian Monarch any longer, lest the other Martial Gods think he was truly in cahoots with the Demon Clan!
"You better guard this place well. If any more disdainful words reach my ears, I won’t spare you!" After leaving these words, Jiang Qi once again charged toward where Wu Hen was.
All the people of Wuting witnessed this scene, feeling that this Martial God Jiang Qi seemed rather frail. How could he be beaten into such a state by a foreigner? Over the past decades, it seemed that only Jiang Qi kept losing face for the Martial Gods!
