Realm-Hopping Martial Master-Chapter 453 - 275: Flatten the West! Slay All the Gods Without Sheathing the Sword! (Seeking Monthly Votes, Seeking Subscriptions)

Chapter 453: Chapter 275: Flatten the West! Slay All the Gods Without Sheathing the Sword! (Seeking Monthly Votes, Seeking Subscriptions)

The Secret Realm merged with Xuanxing. Its oceans teemed with endless waves of Mutant Beasts.

Even aircraft carriers could not cross the vast seas from Xia Country to the Freedom Country on the other side.

In the skies above, dangers lurked everywhere. Even the latest Tianzi Fighter Jet No. 1 could fall and be destroyed under the physical assault of a Sixth Rank Mutant Beast.

But this dangerous space, which seemed like an insurmountable chasm to ordinary Martial Artists, was like tranquil land beneath Jiang Shu’s feet.

He stood atop the Pacific Ocean. Numerous Mutant Beasts trembled beneath his aura, daring neither to advance nor retreat.

"In the Western world now, there are six gods. Besides old acquaintances like the Dark Night God, the Skull Bone God, the Thunder God, and the God of Torrential Rain, there are two new arrivals: the God of Calamity and the Poison Swamp God."

"Among them, the strength of the God of Calamity is on par with the Dark Night God and the Skull Bone God, possessing the power of curses. The three gods maintain a tripartite balance of power," Jiang Shu murmured. The Three Holy Embryos breathed within him, and Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, as vast as mountains and seas, surged towards him.

These gods were dividing territories and the faith of worshippers, each staking their own claims. Naturally, the stronger ones claimed more land.

If he had stuck to his original plan, he would have started by slaying one of the Dark Night God, the Skull Bone God, or the God of Calamity. That would have prevented them from forming a united front. But now, his plan had changed.

At the highest peak, he had witnessed firsthand the followers of the Thunder God spreading their doctrine under threat to their lives.

Since he had to kill, it mattered not where he started!

The wind howled, fluttering Jiang Shu’s robes. His eyes shone like the clear blue sky and ocean. His speed increased more and more until he nearly became a streak of light.

He had already sensed the presence of the Thunder God!

Across the vast land below, hundreds of cities dotted the landscape.

The skies above the cities were covered in dense clouds.

Ever since the Thunder God’s arrival, there had not been a single sunny day.

Among the countless dark clouds, bolts of lightning continuously gathered, striking down day after day.

In the cities, all sorts of electrical discharge equipment ran twenty-four hours a day.

There was no distinction between day and night here.

Lights blazed constantly. Behind countless windows, emaciated people with fervent eyes knelt before the statues of their god, shouting, "The Thunder God is born, all things rejuvenate!"

Ever-weakening Faith Power emanated from their bodies as their flesh diminished further, their Spirits growing haggard.

All this Faith Power was concentrated in the central city.

In the city’s center stood a colossal statue of the Thunder God, three hundred meters tall. It loomed like a giant edifice, majestic and too awesome to behold directly.

"Jiang Shu! You dare set foot in the West!"

The Thunder God, who was deep in secluded cultivation, suddenly tensed, his gaze fixing as if he had sensed something.

In the sky, a streak of light shot across, blatantly carrying an overwhelming, heaven-filling killing intent!

This aura was terrifyingly familiar. A figure suddenly leaped into His mind.

It was... it was Jiang Shu! Jiang Shu was here!

The Faith Power He was continuously absorbing abruptly ceased.

The Thunder God’s form suddenly appeared atop the enormous statue. Beneath the dark clouds and within the sea of lightning, He was filled with shock and dread.

In the battle at the East Sea, He had been thoroughly subdued by Jiang Shu. The supposedly invincible encirclement of six gods had been shattered by Jiang Shu’s desperate counterattack.

His combined attack with the God of Torrential Rain and the Blood God failed to even force Jiang Shu’s trump card.

Now, He was all alone! How could He possibly withstand Jiang Shu?

"Jiang Shu, by entering our Western world, are you looking to battle all of us gods?"

The Thunder God bluffed, his spiritual power surging out. Across the nation, in hundreds of cities, His statues blazed with light, absorbing Faith Power at an even faster rate. Countless people perished in their worship, sacrificing their very lives.

"So what if I am?"

Jiang Shu’s speed increased relentlessly. Amidst the dark clouds, countless bolts of lightning crackled. He grasped them, refining them in an instant.

The Break Limit level Five Thunders Great Handprint gathered all this lightning, forging it into an immensely vast longsword.

Lightning as his blade. This time, he had come to trample the West and slaughter the gods, not sheathing his blade until all were slain!

BOOM!

BOOM! 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

BOOM!

Amidst the endless barrage of lightning, Jiang Shu descended from the sky, sonic booms howling incessantly.

His pupils shone with rays several meters long, and every cell in his body seemed to breathe in the midst of the thunder.

Immense spiritual power emanated from him. Like a giant hand, it grasped the lightning and slashed down with the blade.

The saber aura swept out, like a river falling from the Nine Heavens!

BANG.

Under his single slash, the three-hundred-meter-tall statue of the Thunder God was severed at the waist.

The tremendous crash shook heaven and earth. Endless dust and shattered steel rained down.

A white scar, dazzling and shocking, remained etched in the sky.

The majestic head of the Thunder God statue plummeted from three hundred meters in the air, smashing into the ground and leaving a deep crater.

"Jiang Shu, you dare! This is my Divine Country! If you take one more step, I will sacrifice every life here to kill you in a single thought!" the Thunder God shrieked, his voice a mix of fury and desperation. His tone was fierce, yet it betrayed an inner timidity.

"Come!"

Jiang Shu’s voice boomed, his long hair billowing. His spiritual power, vast as the heavens and seas, surged, imposing and peerless.

If he had come to this Divine Country of the Thunder God with only the strength he possessed during the battle at the East Sea, he might have faced some trouble in slaying the Thunder God.