Chapter 802: Chapter 359: Almost Beaten to Death by the Birdman (Part 2)

With a crack, the trunk snapped, and the giant tree crashed down.

Then Ye Qingzhou walked over slowly, caressing the annual rings with a look of astonishment on his face: "The essence of life emanates from one source—this sensation... This is indeed a Divine Kingdom..."

Divine Kingdom!

Among the Eleventh Realm Celestial King Martial Gods, few possess a Divine Kingdom.

Because a Divine Kingdom is the embryo of a world, or can be seen as a newly born world that can exist permanently, and it is also one of the prerequisites for a Celestial King Martial God to advance to the Emperor Realm!

What is an Emperor?

To create one’s own realm and rule over the ten directions!

Ye Qingzhou clenched his fists, quickly clearing his chaotic thoughts from his mind, and instinctively walked towards the direction of the waterfall, wanting to explore further the reality of this place.

Previously, he had comprehended the Heaven-Opening Sword, but the Infinite Sword Realm he created could only exist for a mere second.

Even so, it was a power completely surpassing that of the Martial Saints, even able to hold his own against an ordinary Tenth Realm Martial God. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

If he could find a way to condense a Divine Kingdom, it would mean he could have a relatively stable Infinite Sword Realm, significantly boosting his power!

With this martial heart, Ye Qingzhou traversed the forest clearing, his soles crushing the dry leaves beneath.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the dense moisture in the air, and the roaring sound of cascading water crashing against the mountain rocks.

It was as if thunder was roaring beside him, majestic and earth-shattering.

After passing through the dense woods, Ye Qingzhou’s view suddenly opened up, revealing a grand and magnificent scene.

A massive waterfall plummeted from the cloud-high summit like a sword charging towards the earth, roaring as it crashed onto the surface of the pool below.

The pool was semi-circular, with large green stones standing on its surface.

The falling mist spread over the surface, resembling a thin white fog. Looking up, he could see a refracted seven-colored rainbow.

Ye Qingzhou’s gaze deeply locked onto the incessant crashing point of the waterfall.

Amid the splashing water, a black silhouette loomed, wings sprouting from its back, a bird beak atop its head, but its palms faced upwards, sitting cross-legged peacefully on a green stone, motionless.

"Meditation beneath a waterfall?"

Ye Qingzhou couldn’t help but be sarcastic. The impact of several thousand tons of water would be a bother to a Martial Saint, but for a Martial God, it was merely a tickle, wasn’t it?

"Hmm?"

As he approached, Ye Qingzhou realized something was off.

Because the water cascading down wasn’t water at all—it was liquid Innate Metal Sword Qi!

"An ancient wonder of the world, Flying River Sword Waterfall!?"

He had read about it in the Divine Sword Jade Scroll. Over billions of years, times had changed, and the once world-renowned spectacle had vanished into history, leaving him with regrets.

Yet never did he imagine such a spectacle recreated within a Divine Kingdom by a Celestial King Martial God of the Feather Race, allowing future generations to appreciate the scene along with the ancient Feather Race people.

As he was pondering this, the figure within the waterfall stirred.

With a booming sound, without any warning, the terrifying Flying River was held back by an unknown barrier, suddenly veering off wildly as if refracting light.

The liquid Innate Metal Sword Qi crashed down with a loud noise in a nearby forest, slicing into the earth, shaking the mountains.

Mighty ancient trees in good growth condition were severed by the powerful torrent of sword qi, causing thousands of giant trees to topple and roll, sweeping a large area.

Looking from above, a large bald patch appeared in the green mountains.

Ye Qingzhou took two awkward steps back, contemplating the best escape route for a strategic retreat.

But the figure didn’t attack, merely tapping its toes, effortlessly spanning several thousand meters, landing gracefully on the open ground beside the pool.

It was an entirely black birdman, tall and sturdy, yet with eyebrows lowered, eyes seemingly squinting, showing only a narrow slit.

Yet within that narrow slit, faint golden eyes exuded a sense of nobility, elegance, and sharpness.

But Ye Qingzhou dared not act rashly, for this elderly figure was none other than the Martial God corpse encountered on the fifth layer of the Ink Black Nest.

Although their appearances differed, their auras were exactly the same.

Just being glanced over by the other made Ye Qingzhou’s hairs stand on end.

In the distance, the white-haired elder seemingly ignored Ye Qingzhou utterly. With hands clasped behind his back, he leisurely walked to an open space. He took a slow and deep breath.

Ye Qingzhou instinctively moved a few steps closer.

The birdman acted.

Creak

Creak-creak-creak

The friction between bones sounded like the operation of machinery.

The entirely black birdman extended his hands, moving slowly, very slowly.

As his right hand swept out, time and space distorted along the path of the Sword Point, and Ye Qingzhou seemed to see a giant snake with wings on its back hissing and roaring towards him, its power divine, yet revealing a barbaric bloodthirstiness.

Feathered Serpent God!

Divine Feather Celestial Serpent Sword!

Ye Qingzhou moved a few steps closer, engraving the Celestial Tier Swordsmanship performed by the birdman into his mind.

Ding~

Ye Qingzhou instinctively drew his sword, but his body was still sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the forest, his back smashing through over a dozen large trees.

"Not allowed to learn stealthily?"

"No, I didn’t feel any murderous intent; it seems I wasn’t allowed to get any closer."

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou’s entire chest had collapsed, blood coughed from the corners of his mouth, and his right hand, which was holding the Sword Guard to fend off the attack, was directly broken, limp at his side.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Almost got cleaved in two by a single sword strike... To be able to damage my Demigod Body to this extent, what an intimidating force."

Not having been so embarrassed in ages, Ye Qingzhou couldn’t help but mutter to himself. Despite the danger, a strange excitement surfaced on his face.

"I can learn such swordsmanship too!"

As he was about to get up, Ye Qingzhou’s face changed, his body stiffening as if remembering something.

Inside him, the Echo Force reverberated, on the verge of self-destruction.

"Sword Qi entering the body can even produce echoes, such a method is truly incomprehensible..."

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

His body emitted noises, his painstakingly cultivated Demigod Body trembling incessantly.

For the first time, Ye Qingzhou felt death looming near. Unlike the previous moments of life and death, he was now utterly overwhelmed. Just one sword strike rendered all his defensive measures useless.

Such a terrible opponent, even the Six Saints together might not withstand a few rounds.

A moment of clarity emerged in Ye Qingzhou’s heart.

At this moment, the Echo Force within his body finally couldn’t be suppressed and erupted completely.

A force like a shockwave expanded within his fragile body, piercing his muscles, bones, organs, and blood vessels like a sieve, finally all rushing toward the skin.

Bang~

The sound of a human explosion echoed from within the dense forest, Ye Qingzhou’s entire skin instantly splitting open in hundreds of places, blood vessels and meridians all ruptured simultaneously, thick blood spraying out, soaking a large section of the ground.

Ye Qingzhou collapsed with a crash, his broken Demigod Body seemingly devoid of vitality.

On the open ground, the black feather birdman gazed at the forest path forged by a body crashing through, the golden gleam in his eyes gradually dimming.

Then he slowly turned, hands clasped behind him, his robust body slogging towards the waterfall’s distant end.

As he left, everything around began to blur.

The rustling of leaves, the howling of the wind, the sporadic insect chirps from the soil, the bird calls of the pool, the roaring waterfall.

All sounds simultaneously receded, and the space followed suit in changing.

The world lost its sound and color, reverting to a scene of black and white ink painting.

Finally, the entire world contained only a birdman and the cross-legged green stone, everything around rapidly vanishing, as if the Divine Kingdom was on the brink of collapse.

"Cough, cough..."

The Nirvana-reborn Ye Qingzhou let out a cough.

And the black-and-white ink painting world once again brightened with colors, almost in a blink, the pool returned, the waterfall returned, the peaks returned...

The Divine Kingdom manifested once more!