Realm-Hopping Martial Master-Chapter 389 - 246: Detonating the Divine Power Pill! Slaying Gods in Freedom Country!_2

Chapter 389: Chapter 246: Detonating the Divine Power Pill! Slaying Gods in Freedom Country!_2

Even though they knew the Blood God had emerged from a nuclear bomb,

even though they knew the Blood God had nearly conquered half of Freedom Country,

even though they knew the Blood God came from the boundless universe beyond Xuanxing and, in terms of power, was only hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times stronger than Jiang Wushen,

they still believed in Jiang Shu!

They had all witnessed Jiang Shu rise from nothing, seen him fight and defeat one powerful enemy after another.

In their eyes, Jiang Shu was the true Martial God.

Absolutely not weaker than the Blood God!

Shengjing.

The Shang family father and son rarely sat together, watching the big screen at home. Having practiced martial arts for many years, although Shang Jibei was far inferior to Jiang Shu, he always maintained second place among his peers, especially after embarking on spiritual cultivation, causing his progress in martial arts to improve by leaps and bounds. By now, he was already a Great Grandmaster, extremely close to being a Martial Saint.

As for Shang Siguo, he had entered the Martial Saint Realm a year ago. Watching Jiang Shu on the Pacific Ocean, appearing just like an ordinary young man with no trace of the supernatural, he found himself speechless.

The strength Jiang Shu possessed at this point had already far exceeded his ability to evaluate.

Martial God, a title exclusive to Jiang Shu.

Especially after the Blood God’s arrival, this title had become even more distinctively his.

You Freedom Country have the Blood God.

We Xia Country also have our own Martial God!

Both are gods.

So, why did Freedom Country claim this battle was one of mortals slaying gods?

Ji City.

Dad, Mom, his younger sister Jiang Yanyue, and Ye Zhenzhen all held their breaths tightly, their hearts pounding like war drums, glancing occasionally at the Spirit Rank puppet off to the side. Before heading to Freedom Country, Jiang Shu had visited once and left behind this Spirit Rank puppet.

He said that no matter what happened on the battlefield, as long as the puppet retained consciousness, it meant he was still alive.

Time passed, and billions of viewers locked their gaze on Jiang Shu.

At the sea border of Freedom Country, aircraft carriers and fighter jets patrolled, but they all seemed to ignore Jiang Shu’s presence.

They knew that, in the face of Jiang Shu, these mighty weapons in the eyes of mortals were nothing but useless scrap.

They could not even compare to a casual punch of his.

"Those who block me, die without mercy!"

Jiang Shu spoke calmly, knowing these fighter jets weren’t here to stop him, but were instead meant to intercept the soldiers in the helicopters following him, trying to show up Xia Country’s troops.

If it had been before, he might have let Freedom Country save face.

But now, ever since he decided to come to Freedom Country, he had made up his mind that this trip—

was not just to destroy the Blood God,

but also to make sure that Xuanxing would only have one voice.

Xuanxing could only truly move from a planet to the universe by uniting as one.

He must acquire more resources to fuel his cultivation!

With a snap of his fingers, a streak of Gang Qi, like thunder, instantly sliced a fighter jet in half.

"Boom!"

As the fighter jet exploded in a blaze and crashed into the Pacific, a voice as if from a god, one that brooked no defiance, suddenly rang out.

The calm water’s surface surged with massive waves.

"Mortal, your courage was laughably foolish."

At the border of Freedom Country, the Blood God unfurled his four fleshy wings, hovering in the air. Atop his head, twisted giant horns coiled with threads of blood mist.

In his eyes, all living beings were insects.

Not to mention the loss of a single fighter jet from Freedom Country.

Even if an entire city or a whole state’s population was wiped out, it would not stir any joy or sorrow in him.

"You have chosen the wrong path."

"If you kneel to me, devote yourself to me, your future would shine brighter."

"On this planet, you may have reached the Divine Breath Realm through spiritual cultivation, but spiritual cultivation will only grow harder. Without a powerful guide, you could lose control and fall into ruin at any moment. If you serve me, I may lend you my power."

"Breaking through to Mixed Element Breath is only a thought away."

"Submit . . ."

The Blood God’s words carried an unfathomably seductive pull.

His Power of Faith was related to both the number and the quality of his followers. Someone like Jiang Shu, if converted, could provide as much power as an entire nation within Freedom Country.

Not to mention, Jiang Shu had even greater potential—a breakthrough to a higher realm by him might even offer the Blood God hope of reaching the next level.

"You’re only at Divine Breath, while my true self’s realm is already equivalent to the Sitting and Forgetting Realm. Even this manifestation possesses Mixed Element Breath power. Each realm is a world apart. Attacks from Divine Breath Realm cannot harm me at all."

"Before you anger me, kneel, believe, sacrifice—let the Blood God redirect your path . . ."

Although they had prepared ahead, with spiritual power-blocking devices installed in the helicopters and pilots who were both genetically enhanced and skilled in martial arts, all possessing strong spiritual energy—still, the Blood God’s hypnotic words were irresistible.

One helicopter after another began to sway. If not for Jiang Shu intervening immediately and blocking the psychic attacks, those helicopters would have crashed instantly.

"If you desire a higher realm, you can follow me to war in the Star Ruins Realm. If you wish to rule a world, I can let you colonize a nearby planet and make you its proxy. All you must do is kneel, believe . . ."

Just as the Blood God was about to say more,

Jiang Shu, with a few flashes, had already soared to the border of Freedom Country, hovering just a hundred meters from the Blood God. Gazing at this three-meter-tall being, brimming with powerful spirit, Jiang Shu snorted coldly and cut off that nearly hypnotic voice,

"Do all of you things from the Star Ruins Realm love to talk so much trash?"

"And you say, Divine Breath attacks can’t hurt you . . ."

"Well, what about a Mixed Element Breath attack?"

*As he felt the Divine Power Pill at his sleeve, Jiang Shu’s eyes showed a hint of regret.*

*If Xuanxing were not his home, he would never want to use the Divine Power Pill here.*

*A cultivator’s true fighting strength depended on many factors.*

*Realm, strength of Lifebound Spirit Treasure, variety of divine skills, the excellence of cultivation technique.*

*Because his time cultivating was short and without strong backing, he had neither Lifebound Spirit Treasure nor a powerful cultivation technique.*

*But with the Divine Power Pill in hand, no matter what trump cards Ye Jiankong had,*

*he could crush them completely.*

*Even if he faced Inner Sect disciple Zhou Yan, he could still fight to the death.*

*But after today, unless he also formed a Primordial Pill, he would stand no chance against Zhou Yan.*

*The road ahead, he really had to walk alone.*

*It didn’t matter.*

*Once he used the Kunpeng Swallowing Technique to devour this so-called Blood God, not only could he break through his bottleneck, he could also push his Furnace Fire Realm cultivation to the peak.*

*Losing a Divine Power Pill could buy Xuanxing some peace, and give his power another leap.*

*Even if he lost a trump card, as long as he cultivated fast enough,*

*he would still have nothing to fear from Zhou Yan.*

For hundreds of miles around, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi rolled back like a tidal wave. Under everyone’s shocked gazes, dust and sand whirled, and clouds surged like a sea.

The bright full moon had long been shrouded in dark clouds, leaving not a hint of light.

Streetlights in Freedom Country’s cities burst their bulbs amidst the howling wind.

The noise rattled across hundreds of miles.

In this heavy darkness,

a Divine Power Pill, scarcely half the size of a palm, blazed out like a sun, illuminating eternity.

As Jiang Shu hurled it forth,

it was as if countless bombs went off, shaking heaven and earth, with thunder raging bright.

The Yuan Power and spiritual power of a Primordial Pill Realm True Man surged and swept wide.

Before the Blood God’s eyes, the most pure and primal colors of creation appeared.

"Boom!"

Without the slightest hesitation,

Jiang Shu detonated the Divine Power Pill.

All of his cultivation erupted in full.

He took on the form of a Kunpeng, swallowing heaven and earth. Grasping thunder, like a god above.

Heavenly Intent True Self Body.

Netherworld Prison Tribulation Thunder Body.

All four divine skills burst forth at once.

The year was 2032.

Jiang Shu departed Xia Country, crossed the Pacific Ocean, and faced the Blood God in battle.

He sought to slay a god in Freedom Country.