The Heavenly Kings' Fury

The middle-aged woman sneered coldly. "When the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King arrives, don't you wet your pants in fright."

Brilliant light soared into the sky, and the precious bell atop the middle-aged woman's head blazed with dazzling radiance. Sound waves converged into a beam of death, sweeping toward Xiao Chen.

"I really do hope to see Wu Ming sooner," Xiao Chen said, lightly flicking his finger. The sweeping bell waves shattered in an instant, bursting like fireworks in the sky.

"Protect the young lady!" the middle-aged woman called out sharply. Three old men appeared behind her in an instant, guarding the front of the fragrant carriage.

With the bell's peal, divine light scattered everywhere. The middle-aged woman charged forward, actually intending to duel Xiao Chen.

"Enough. Go find Wu Ming quickly." Xiao Chen looked completely at ease. He casually extended a large hand, which transformed into the size of a house and reached forward.

The middle-aged woman was surrounded by various spirit treasures—tasseled immortal swords, demon-subduing tridents, colorful ribbons, and so on—radiant and resplendent, interweaving into a net of spirit treasures that swept forward to block him.

But all these attacks paled before that great hand. Xiao Chen's hand tore through them as if shredding thin paper, easily breaking through the woven net of treasures, smashing them one by one. Then the earthen-yellow hand passed through layers of light, reached directly above the middle-aged woman's head, and grabbed the golden divine bell in one grasp.

The middle-aged woman was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the spot, her face full of horror. She simply could not believe what had just happened.

"This imitation divine bell isn't bad. I'll take it as a bell for my pet." The golden divine bell shrank rapidly in Xiao Chen's hand, eventually becoming like a small bell in his palm.

He pinched it and then shook it violently. A deafening sound exploded outward, instantly sending the middle-aged woman tumbling through the air, while the three old men guarding the carriage vomited blood on the spot and could no longer stand.

"Boom!"

The bell waves shattered the fragrant carriage, throwing out a terrified young girl.

"Are you Wu Ming's woman?" Xiao Chen casually toyed with the "little bell" in his hand. "You do resemble Wu Ming somewhat."

The young girl bit her lip fiercely and glared at Xiao Chen with anger. "My uncle won't let you off!"

"I'm tired of hearing this nonsense." Xiao Chen shook the golden bell in his hand and instantly sucked the young girl into its body. He gave it a light tap, sealing her inside.

"Killing you lot isn't interesting. Quickly find Wu Ming for me."

Having done this, Xiao Chen vanished directly before everyone's eyes, meeting up with Keke a few li away. They made their way toward the famous Rongsheng Restaurant in Yan Capital.

Behind them, the crowd erupted into chaos.

Someone had actually dared to lay hands on the niece of the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King! Truly audacious beyond belief.

"He's finished! This young man is absolutely dead. He must be some newly emerged young master from a great clan, thinking he can challenge a Heavenly King's might and make a name for himself. Little does he know he's digging his own grave."

"This fellow is dead meat. Ridiculous! Even if he's a rising star, how could he possibly match Heavenly King Wu Ming?"

"The Indestructible Imperial Heaven Divine Bell is the ultimate defense, and the Heavenly Thunder Hammer is unmatched in offense. With these two supreme treasures, Wu Ming is nearly invincible beneath the Half-Ancestors. This man truly doesn't know the vastness of heaven and earth."

"We're about to witness another promising genius fall here in Yan Capital."

Almost no one thought Xiao Chen had a chance, because Wu Ming's reputation had been like the sun at high noon for so many years; he was matchless, with few rivals.

"He's dead for sure," the middle-aged woman said, her face ashen. She led the three old men and a dozen or so young men and women, leaping into the air and disappearing.

The Carefree Young Marquis picked himself up and burst into wild laughter. "That damned fool really is seeking death, daring to touch the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King's daughter! I want to witness his death with my own eyes!"

His face was covered in footprints—imprints left by Xiao Chen—and his sinister laughter made him look particularly ferocious.

At the Rongsheng Restaurant, Xiao Chen and Keke were feasting heartily. Having spent thirteen years in the Death World, they ate like starving ghosts. The waiter delivering delicacies to their private room was busy without pause, his eyes nearly glazing over—how could they eat so much? He had already brought in nearly a hundred dishes.

Two hours later, Xiao Chen leaned back comfortably in a recliner, sipped a mouthful of tea, and finally felt satisfied. "Ah, I miss this. It's been a long time since I've had this feeling."

Beside him, Keke had transformed into a little black cat. She rubbed her round little belly while staring longingly at the various desserts on the table, looking both regretful and pained. She mumbled pitifully, "Why? Why are there always so many good things in front of me... but I really can't eat any more."

Xiao Chen laughed and tapped her on the head. "You're greedy and still blaming others. You'll turn into a little fat ball sooner or later. Give me a few Yin Wood Ginseng Fruits and some peaches."

Keke grumbled indignantly, glancing at Xiao Chen's flat stomach and then at her own round belly. She muttered, "You ate way more than me, so how can you still eat?"

"What are you mumbling about?"

Keke lazily opened Paradise Lost, lightly waved her hand, and a few purple, gleaming, fragrant Yin Wood Ginseng Fruits flew out. At the same time, the hundred-meter-tall peach tree burst into radiance, sending a few enticing immortal peaches onto the table in the private room.

Watching Xiao Chen enjoy the divine fruits with relish, Keke directly covered her face with a white napkin, adopting an out-of-sight, out-of-mind attitude.

Layers of light emerged on Xiao Chen's body surface. More acupoints began to undergo divinization. Now, the 365 major acupoints were approaching completion, nearly all of them divinized.

Entirely new divine meridians appeared, interweaving within his body into mysterious networks, constructing a new system of divine power circulation.

Though Xiao Chen appeared calm, his heart was full of anticipation. Once the true transformation was complete, he would likely be able to drive the War Swords even more freely.

As the acupoints were divinized, Xiao Chen's entire body was shrouded in hazy divine radiance. Mysterious symbols and patterns flickered faintly on his skin. Vaguely, he could see the shadow of the Heavenly Stele.

"Dong..."

The lingering sound of a bell echoed throughout Yan Capital. The bell waves were vast, like a heavenly sound, making everyone tremble.

Everyone in Yan Capital knew that the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King Wu Ming had returned.

Above the capital, divine light blazed brilliantly, like endless golden divine fire burning fiercely. A man clad in divine armor stood against the fierce light, appearing exceptionally imposing. His flowing hair seemed to have been dyed gold. He stood silently in the high sky, like a majestic War God.

"So you've come?" Xiao Chen sneered coldly. His powerful divine sense shot up to the heavens, condensing into a pitch-black War Sword, sweeping toward the golden War God in the sky with unstoppable momentum.

"Boom!"

The entire Yan Capital shook. It was a clash of divine thoughts.

The black War Sword and the golden War God shook the entire airspace above Yan Capital. The struggle of divine thoughts was far more dangerous than physical combat.

At that moment, any cultivator who had extended their divine sense into the sky changed color. Under the collision of those two powerful divine thoughts, the sky above the capital seemed to boil like molten lava, injuring many cultivators' divine senses.

"Terrifying!"

"Who is that person? He can actually contend with the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King!"

"Incredible." "Unimaginable. His divine sense alone is this powerful. A single thought could wipe out even gods."

The middle-aged woman who had guarded Wu Ming's niece, along with the three old men, wore expressions of utter disbelief. That madman had actually truly matched the mighty Multi-Treasure Heavenly King! They could hardly believe it.

At the Carefree Marquis's manor, the Carefree Young Marquis's face was pale. The immense pressure from the sky made his whole body tremble.

"That person... can he really contend with the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King?"

"Yes, Young Marquis. That man's divine sense is overwhelmingly powerful, enough to rival a Heavenly King. With just his divine sense, he can annihilate gods."

"Boom!"

The turbulent energy fluctuations in the sky shook all directions, as if two great continents were colliding. Fear spread through everyone's hearts, and the oppressive might enveloped the entire Yan Capital.

A great collision of divine senses! The ultimate battle of heavenly kings made everyone feel their hearts trembling.

"Dong!"

The divine bell boomed, echoing for hundreds of li. In the end, the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King Wu Ming relied on the supreme treasure, the Indestructible Imperial Heaven Divine Bell, to repel his enemy rather than his own powerful divine sense. This showed how terrifying that enemy was.

This only made the crowd even more astonished.

"Who exactly are you?" In the sky, golden divine flames blazed fiercely. Wu Ming was like a War God bathed in fire, suppressing all directions with an irresistible, overbearing aura.

"Your father."

Xiao Chen's divine sense fluctuation spread throughout Yan Capital. This powerful fluctuation was clearer than sound, vibrating across the whole sky.

Such words were utterly disrespectful. Nowadays, the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King Wu Ming, along with the Five Element Heavenly Kings and others, were all addressed by the title 'Heavenly King.' Yet this man had directly called himself 'your father,' showing no regard for these supreme kings.

"Playing tricks! Dare to fight me face to face?"

In response, a heaven-shaking eruption burst forth. Light surged into the sky, as if a volcano had erupted in Yan Capital. Endless waves of energy rushed up to the heavens.

Amid the blazing light, a hazy, dreamlike War God appeared high in the sky. No one could see his true features; he was shrouded in sacred, radiant light.

"Another divine sense manifestation. Won't you reveal your true body and fight me?" Wu Ming's cold, clear voice echoed through the air.

"My divine sense is my body. Killing my divine sense is killing me. Feel free to fight, but I'm afraid the one who falls will be you."

The powerful divine sense fluctuation shook all directions.

"Fine! Since that's the case, I'll destroy your divine sense instead!" A killing intent ignited within Wu Ming. In all these years, this was the first time someone had dared to show him such contempt.

With a thunderous crash, divine light burst forth from his body. The Indestructible Imperial Heaven Divine Bell emitted endless golden radiance, completely shielding him. His eyes blazed with sharp light like sword blades, and he advanced step by step through the void.

At this moment, in the private room of the Rongsheng Restaurant, Xiao Chen sat peacefully on the wicker chair, his bearing solemn, like a Buddha statue.

Keke lazily squinted her big eyes, glancing at Xiao Chen and then at the tabletop, her gaze darting between the two.

"Boom!"

Above the capital, Wu Ming displayed the true strength of a Heavenly King. A single punch sent light shining in all directions, like a surging great river. Endless golden energy surged toward the hazy figure in the sky with violent force.

"Bang!"

That manifested divine sense figure, like a true War God, withstood the powerful energy waves directly, forcibly cutting them off. Dazzling light bloomed in the void.

"Chi chi chi!"

Wu Ming, true to his name as the Multi-Treasure Heavenly King, spread the five fingers of his right hand, shooting out five flying swords. They transformed into five divine rainbows, streaking through the sky, reaching the hazy figure in an instant. They slashed and stabbed, their sword energy soaring into the sky, enough to make even the spectators feel terrified.

Just then, a massive precious vase appeared above the hazy figure, its body crystal clear like jade. The mouth of the vase aimed at the oncoming immortal swords, emitting a dazzling light. Divine radiance surged and nearly pinned the five immortal swords in an instant.

"Are you from Buddhism?" Wu Ming roared. At the same time, he shook his precious body, sending an exquisite pagoda flying to trap the hazy figure.

The pagoda shimmered with light, rapidly expanding until it became the size of a small mountain, radiating endless waves of energy and dazzling light as it pressed down.

This was an imitation of the Haotian Tower, with terrifying power.

The hazy figure sensed the approaching danger. Suddenly, it erupted with light like ten suns blazing. The sky was filled with sacred radiance, blazing light everywhere. Five avatars appeared around him—some solemn, some ferocious, some majestic.

Terrifying power exploded like a volcanic eruption. The five avatars burst forth with enough force to knock the imitation Haotian Tower flying, preventing it from approaching.

At that moment, not only did Wu Ming draw a cold breath, but all the onlookers changed color, expressions of extreme shock appearing on their faces.

"Those are... the Five Wisdom Kings!"

"The Buddha's five avatars, the Dharma-protecting Vidyārājas!"

"Is that person a Buddha?"

The cultivators of Yan Capital were all incredibly shocked, while Wu Ming grew suspicious, staring at his enemy in the sky.

High above, the Five Wisdom Kings guarded the hazy figure, their momentum like a rainbow, their oppressive might like a mountain, shaking people's souls.

To the east was Trailokya-vijaya Vidyārāja; to the south was Kuṇḍali Vidyārāja; to the west was Yamāntaka Vidyārāja; to the north was Vajra Vidyārāja; and protecting the center was Acala Vidyārāja.

The Five Wisdom Kings could subdue all demons under heaven and cow the entire cosmos with their unmatched might.

"I have never slain a Buddha before. If you are a Buddha, then today will be my first exception." Wu Ming's aura surged. At that moment, it was as if he had merged with heaven and earth. His oppressive presence reached a terrifying degree.

Amid endless divine fire, he slowly walked forward, roaring, "Go!"

Countless spirit treasures flew wildly through the sky. The five immortal swords transformed into five elemental divine rainbows. The Haotian Tower coalesced into a dazzling divine mountain. The Black Dragon Rope turned into a thousand-zhang giant serpent. The Chaos Divine Sand became a sea of colorful clouds. The Seven Star Fan transformed into sky-rending divine wings. The Demon Bone Prayer Beads became eighteen ancient demon skulls.

The sky was filled with spirit treasures, their power shaking the heavens, each displaying great divine abilities.

Five elemental divine rainbows crisscrossed, sword energy piercing the clouds.

The Haotian Tower descended like a mountain, causing heaven and earth to crack and all directions to tremble.

The Black Dragon Rope crushed the void, sweeping a thousand armies.

The Chaos Divine Sand transformed into a sea of clouds, sealing off space and dissolving all living things.

The Seven Star Fan stirred up heavenly winds, shattering all things.

The eighteen ancient demon skulls shook heaven and earth, tearing apart the void...

Countless spirit treasures danced in the sky, like a meteor shower, their fierce energy rampaging through heaven and earth, shocking all hearts.

But the Five Wisdom Kings stood unmoved, guarding the east, south, west, north, and center. They withstood the assault of all these treasures and launched the most fierce counterattack.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heaven and earth shook. The void shattered. The Five Wisdom Kings displayed great divine abilities, actually subduing the various treasures one by one.

The Multi-Treasure Heavenly King Wu Ming shot forward like a rainbow, the Indestructible Imperial Heaven Divine Bell above his head charging close, doing battle with the Five Wisdom Kings. The sound of the bell rang endlessly.

"Om..."

Like the sound of creation, Wu Ming blasted the figures of the Five Wisdom Kings until they faded. He pressed forward, cold and emotionless. "You are not a Buddha. Show me your true form."

Everyone could sense that although Wu Ming's words were calm, they could not hide his fury.

"You dared to use me as a test! I'll make you perish in both body and soul!" Wu Ming's voice turned icy.

"Very well. I'll show you my true form now." The hazy figure's sacred light faded. In an instant, demonic flames raged to the heavens.

The Five Wisdom Kings vanished, and five avatars formed entirely from divine sense appeared high in the sky.

To the east was the Death Lord, the Nether Emperor; to the south was the Undead Evil Emperor; to the west was the Flame Divine Emperor; to the north was the Skeleton War Emperor; and guarding the center was the Demon Evil Emperor.

Over Yan Capital, ghosts howled and gods wept, demonic clouds blotted out the sun. This was the overwhelming baleful aura condensed from the millions of evil spirits and demons Xiao Chen had slain, gathered into form.