Chapter 1308: The Frustrated Zhou Zhan

Chapter 1308: Zhou Zhan's Frustrated State

"What kind of rule domain is this?!'

The supreme deities were stunned.

"My power has been crushed by eighty percent... Is this the Emperor's Sovereign Rule Domain?!"

The skeleton emperor's face shifted constantly, finally settling into a dark, grim tone.

He was a master deity of the upper tier—now his strength reduced by eighty percent. At present, he could at best match a mid-tier master deity, and might even fall short of a typical mid-tier master deity.

This kind of domain suppression was terrifying.

Unheard of in all recorded history!

"Beyond the Emperor's Sovereign Domain, I can't think of any other rule domain that, upon appearing, could suppress our own rule domains to such an extent."

"The emperor's guess seems correct. I once fought a master deity who specialized in domain-based tactics. Even when facing such a domain-based opponent, I never felt such overwhelming suppression—this must indeed be the Emperor's Sovereign Rule Domain."

"The Qing Emperor—no, he is no different from the Celestial Emperor Sovereign—has also become a divine being following the Sovereign's Path, and has even ascended to the rank of Supreme God."

"This being is more akin to the realm of the Supreme Deity than even the top-tier Supreme Gods of the Ten Great Sovereigns. How unfortunate—how utterly unlucky—that we have encountered such a being?"

"Humanity has simultaneously emerged with two Sovereign-tier beings—the Celestial Emperor Sovereign and the Qing Emperor Sovereign—what a cruel fate! How favorably biased is destiny toward the human race?"

...

They were either in disbelief or filled with righteous indignation.

Zhou Zhan had not advanced a single step, merely gazing silently upon them. After a long silence, he finally spoke:

"Once again, I say this."

"Your cultivation has been arduous."

"Those who surrender shall not be slain!"

"In my realm, I will preserve the lineage of your race—no race shall be extinguished."

The Skull Emperor remained silent for several seconds, then suddenly laughed coldly.

"We, the Skull Clan, have existed since the birth of the laws of life and death—born with them, shaped by them."

"We are one of the oldest and most powerful races across all realms of existence."

"Through endless ages, we have lost, even been wiped out, yet we have never surrendered."

"Think you can make us yield? A foolish dream!"

"Come on, let's go!"

"Even if we remain at only twenty percent of our former strength, we are still three Primordial Gods!"

"Even with the enhancement of his domain, the Qing Emperor is still only one Primordial God!"

"Three against one—our advantage is clear!"

"Kill!!!"

As the final moment approached, the Skeleton Emperor roared, then raised his primary divine bone spear and charged directly at Zhou Zhan.

Upon hearing this, the other Skeleton Primordial Gods also realized the logic—thus, they turned their combined forces toward Zhou Zhou, launching a joint assault.

"Ha ha ha! Perfect!"

Zhou Zhan, originally Zhou Zhou's primary combat avatar, had always been drawn to battle. Seeing this situation, there was no trace of fear—only greater exhilaration. The fire of war burned brighter in his eyes.

Holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, he transformed into a streak of light, charging straight toward the Skeleton Emperor.

A head-on confrontation—against three!

"Hubris!"

The Skeleton Emperor sneered, and without hesitation, met the blow head-on.

In that instant,

He felt an overwhelming, uncontrollable force surge from the blade’s edge.

Before he could react, he was violently hurled five to four light-years away!

Crack!

The Skull Emperor trembled as he raised his arm holding the bone spear.

To his astonishment, his diamond bone arm suddenly shattered into powder and vanished into the vast expanse of the cosmos.

At the same time, he sensed a terrifying force striking his divine essence and will—shattering his godhood, dispersing his consciousness, dimming his very core.

"Power at the level of a Supreme God!"

"He even wields the principles of 'Force Overwhelming All' and 'Force Generating All'!"

"He has actually chosen the path of the Supreme God of Force!"

"Even the Force-Principled Supreme God of the Titan Race would not surpass this!"

For the first time in his existence, the Skull Emperor felt a deep, primal fear.

And this Huaxia Qing Di hadn't just recently ascended to the level above the Primordial God, had he?

How could he be so powerful? And with so many hidden cards and tactics?

He even now believes that this Qing Di wasn't a newly risen Primordial God, but rather a seasoned, veteran Primordial God.

"No."

"Escape!"

"I can't fight him. I can't die at his hands!"

The Skeleton Emperor King turned to flee.

But the very next second—

He saw the starry sky around him shifting and transforming, and then realized he had already arrived near Zhou Zhan.

"Since we've come..."

"Just stay."

Zhou Zhan smiled faintly.

Then he charged again toward the Skeleton Emperor.

The other primary deities saw this and rushed forward to attack, but under the terrifying power of Zhou Zhan, they were one by one sent flying. In an instant, Zhou Zhan had returned to stand before the Skeleton Emperor, and then he slashed downward!

This blade carried the power of the Ten Thousand Methods and Celestial Fist!

To the Skeleton Emperor's eyes, this strike contained countless principles, all the laws of the heavens woven within—like the Sword of the Celestial Way.

If he chose to withstand it, there would be only one path: death.

Amidst this overwhelming peril, a purple cloth suddenly appeared before the Skeleton Emperor.

It looked utterly ordinary, yet as soon as it materialized, it severed Zhou Zhan's line of sight, hiding the true position of the Skeleton Emperor behind it.

Zhou Zhan's heart leapt in shock.

To be sure, He now resides within the bounds of His own domain.

Within the domain, He is the absolute sovereign.

How could He fail to perceive the scene behind a mere piece of cloth?

This proves only one thing.

The cloth is a treasure—indeed, a treasure of the highest divine rank.

Otherwise, it could not block His perception as a supreme god.

At that very moment,

the purple cloth slowly became transparent, and finally vanished entirely.

And behind it, there was no longer the figure of the Skeleton Emperor.

Zhou Zhan furrowed his brow slightly.

He had actually managed to escape.

What a pity.

If he were in the active cosmos, unable to directly deploy the myriad supreme divine artifacts from the First Treasury—

not even a single purple cloth could have saved the Skull Emperor's life.

Let alone several more.

Even if he possessed a few more such supreme divine artifacts, it would still be impossible to save the Skull Emperor.

As for the Skull Emperor possessing supreme divine artifacts—there was no surprise at all.

After all, as the chieftain of a high-tier bloodline race, even surpassing the Titans in status, such a race naturally possessing a few supreme divine artifacts was entirely normal.

Then, turning his back, he looked at the two remaining Skull Clan Primordial Gods, their minds still dazed and confused.

A mocking, arrogant smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"See how your chieftain abandoned you and fled alone."

"Then what comes next."

"It's your turn to die."

As Zhou Zhan had just finished speaking, he appeared before a skeletal chief god.

This was the only chief god among their kind at the chief god level—skeletal, ancient, and towering. Upon seeing Zhou Zhan materialize before him, the god froze in shock.

His chieftain had fled.

What could he possibly do now?

The thought struck him like a thunderbolt. Without hesitation, he dropped his weapon, raised his hands, and cried out:

"I surrender!"

"Huh?"

Zhou Zhan glanced at him with detached boredom, then let him go, turning instead toward the final skeletal clan chief god.

"I too surrender!"

Even the last of the skeleton race's chief deities proved to be a pragmatic soul, and upon seeing this, immediately followed suit.

Zhou Zhan felt the raw, unrelenting power coursing through his body—power that had nowhere to go, nowhere to express itself. For the first time, he felt utterly stifled.

Can't I just have one moment of pure, unadulterated victory?!