Chapter 1337: Destroying the Chaos Gold God Demon!

Chapter 1337: Smash the Chaotic Golden God-Monster!

"Ah, so we both share the same intention—hahahaha…"

Golden Hwang stared at Zhou Sheng's demeanor, first startled, then burst into laughter.

Then, his expression darkened, fierce and menacing.

"Then let's see just how capable you truly are."

"Come forth, my Sacred Golden Armies!"

Golden Hwang roared into the heavens.

Instantly, countless golden sparks coalesced from the air.

These golden sparks swiftly gathered and fused into soldiers forged from a myriad of metals.

Their numbers surged rapidly—within moments, they had formed 500 million Sacred Golden Armies, 10 million Sacred Golden Deities, 5,000 Sacred Golden True Gods, and four master-tier warriors: the Sacred Golden Body Zhou Lu, Zhou Sheng, Xue Yuezi, and Jidotali!"

"Kill them!"

Jin Huang licked his metallic lips, pointing remotely, and issued the order.

"Kill!!"

The entire Holy Golden army surged forward at once, charging toward Zhou Sheng and his clones.

"Kill!"

Xue Yue Zi and Jido Talai roared, charging toward their own duplicates.

"Let me handle that."

As Zhou Sheng was about to eliminate his own copy, he heard Xu Ri speak.

"Alright, you take it."

Zhou Sheng didn't mind at all, simply nodded indifferently.

Zhou Liu nodded, his gaze shifting toward the replicas of himself and Zhou Sheng rushing headlong toward him, a mask of cold disdain settling over his features.

"I was already in a foul mood today because of that business with my name," he muttered.

"You lot will do nicely to vent some fire on."

The words had barely left his lips when Zhou Liu, maintaining nothing more than the realm of an upper Master God and completely devoid of any divine artifacts, transformed into a sudden streak of flowing light and charged straight at his foes.

The sacred gold-physique replicas of Zhou Liu and Zhou Sheng froze in brief astonishment before their faces twisted into ferocious grins.

As replicas, they possessed a cultivation realm identical to Zhou Liu's own, both standing at the level of a lower Master God.

They lacked only the esoteric means of the Lord's Law.

Yet they held one distinct advantage—possessing the sacred gold physique, their divine bodies boasted a defense so formidable it nearly rivaled an upper Master God artifact of the same tier.

They were entirely confident that even if their adversary brandished a true Master God artifact, it would not leave a scratch upon them anytime soon.

Such was the inherent nature and crowning strength of the generals summoned by the Chaos Fiend of Gold.

But what did they see?

This fool, daring to charge headlong into close combat without a single garment on?

To face down His strongest strength in direct, unrelenting combat?

Not even a suicide would be this reckless!

"Pure suicide!"

Zhou Sheng, the copy, grinned savagely, then swung a punch at Xu Li.

As the fist moved,

the space around it shattered violently, revealing the abyssal void behind the very fabric of reality.

Etched upon the surface of his fist were golden laws of secret runes, possessing an incisive, cutting power beyond measure.

Any being daring to stand in the path of this fist would be ruthlessly severed and obliterated without mercy.

Yet facing this terrifying blow, Zhou Sheng's expression remained utterly calm.

He merely extended his right hand, and with effortless grace, caught the powerful strike!

What mighty force, what unparalleled cutting power—before Zhou Zhou's right hand, seemed to vanish entirely.

The copy of Zhou Sheng, upon seeing this, instantly went pale, his eyes flashing with disbelief.

"Impossible!?"

He gasped aloud.

He had imagined countless ways in which the other might deflect his punch.

Yet he had never considered this very scene.

He felt, as his full-force strike met the other's palm, as though a pebble had fallen into the sea—both the terrifying power within the fist and the potent golden laws accompanying it instantly dissolved, vanishing without a trace.

As if he had now become merely a common man, delivering a mundane punch against a god.

No.

Perhaps even less powerful than an ordinary person.

For He felt his own punch to be utterly weak and feeble, softer than even a girl's strike.

Upon seeing the other's startled expression on Saturday, His expression remained cold, and a cold smile flickered in His heart.

When the original body had reached the level of Supreme Saint Body, training to the rank of Subordinate God, His own fragmented bodies' Supreme Saint Bodies had likewise ascended to the Subordinate God level.

A Supreme Saint Body at the Subordinate God level could withstand any harm from beings at the Subordinate God level or lower.

And it possessed extremely high resistance against damage from higher levels.

For instance, this individual's dual assault of Supreme God-level Force Law and Golden Law would only cause a slight sting on His palms—nothing more than a minor discomfort, and certainly not enough to break the skin.

As for why the other's power had vanished—that was due to the effect of the Supreme Saint Body's "invulnerability to all laws," which completely nullified and dissolved their law-based attacks.

"Tap!"

On Saturday, he struck back with full force.

The terrifying power from the Titan of Strength shattered the opponent's metallic skull, bending it beyond recognition.

Then came a relentless barrage of blows!

Punch after punch—against metal!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of fists colliding with metal echoed through the heavens and earth.

Punch, kick, elbow, knee, arm—

Saturday moved like a divine warrior, unleashing the terrifying might of his body with flawless martial artistry.

Jin Huang’s divine form twisted and warped wildly, quickly losing all shape.

The copies of Kido Tali and the copies of Saturday himself tried to intercept his unceasing assault, but were too slow to approach—caught and blocked by Kido Tali himself.

Gidotali was clad in a full set of sovereign artifacts, wielding a combat power formidable enough to rival the weaker among the high-tier sovereigns.

In terms of defensive prowess, it was further guaranteed that he could hold his own against several high-tier sovereigns simultaneously for a short duration without falling.

For him to contain two sovereigns was a bit of a stretch, yet it remained entirely within the realm of possibility.

"Damn it!"

The two replicated sovereigns roared in shocked fury, but they were utterly unable to break free from Gidotali's interception, forced instead to focus their full attention on the clash with him.

A mere moment later!

Boom!

As the final fist came crashing down!

Jin Huang's head was blasted into a cloud of metallic powder by Zhou Liu's strike.

"No!!"

Jinhuang let out a final, bitter roar of defiance before his divine form collapsed, utterly still, breath and life extinguished.

Su Ji shook his arm, exhaled slowly, and felt a weight lift from his shoulders.

Having beaten this creature, Su Ji felt a strange sense of peace settle within him—so much so that he began to think, perhaps, the name "Su Ji" wasn't such a bad one after all.

Then, he opened his right hand, palm directed toward the Chaos Golden God-Monster, extracting its spoils.

Soon enough.

The corpse of the Chaos God-Monster vanished, replaced by four Chaos Divine Treasures.

Su Ji summoned the four Chaos Divine Treasures into his hands, gazing at them with a smile spreading across his face.

"Eight Chaos Divine Treasures now."

"Tomorrow, another go—and I'll ascend the territory to True God Rank, junior level."

"At that point, I can also upgrade my Divine Realm."

"Tomorrow will be a day of utmost significance."

Saturday murmured to himself.

Then he turned around, gazing back at the battlefield.

There, the army of metal replicas had vanished without a trace, and the entire forces of the Praetorian Empire were re-forming their ranks, waiting patiently for the next orders from Zhou Sheng and Saturday.