Chapter 1610: Shock of the Reincarnation Will!

Chapter 1610: The Shock of the Cyclic Will!

Zhou Zhan gazed at the spoils before him, and couldn't help but exhale a slow, relieved breath.

"Such a formidable opponent."

He murmured, his voice tinged with quiet awe.

It was the first time in his life that he had nearly exhausted every last ounce of power—only barely managing to overcome such a force!

For a being of his current standing, such a scenario was exceedingly rare.

Yet, even as a lower-tier Supreme Will-being, the Wudì had, in his final moments, unleashed a single strike that rivaled the might of a higher-tier Supreme Will-being.

And yet, Zhou Zhan had still managed to slay him.

If this were to become known across the multiverses, it would make Zhou Zhan the most legendary figure of all time!

No—perhaps even in the Crimson Great Universe, the Ultimate Void Great Universe, or the Realm of Delusion, the mere mention of his victory would send shockwaves through the cosmos, leaving all ears stunned and speechless.

After all.

He, at the end of the day, was merely a Third-Rank Supreme God.

Yet he had unleashed the combat power of a Supreme Being of the Unparalleled Will Realm!

Even with the aid of the Will Sacred Instruments, this feat alone was enough to make countless Supreme Will Realm beings hesitate and regard him with deep caution.

Then, he sensed his divine body and could not help but shake his head.

That battle had completely drained both his inner divine energy and his willpower!

And this was even after he had employed the "King"!

Divine energy—no need to speak of that.

As for willpower, the sheer demand of the three Will Sacred Instruments was indeed terrifying.

While he reached into his divine reserves and poured in vast quantities of Supreme God-level elixirs, stuffing them into his mouth in large amounts to restore his condition, he also collected the spoils of the War Emperor's battle.

The Emperor’s spoils were beyond measure, piling up to fill half the vast cosmos.

Yet most of these treasures were from the realm of Supreme Deities and below, products born after the Heavenly Fate Emperor multiplied them fourfold.

Zhou Zhan had long lost interest in the Supreme Deity-level artifacts; instead, his gaze settled upon the treasures of the Unconquerable Will Realm.

After carefully examining each artifact from that level, a faint smile appeared upon His face.

“His Will Sacred Artifacts… truly quite numerous.”

He chuckled.

His Will Sacred Artifacts—already ten lower-tier Will Sacred Artifacts used previously—were staggering.

Additionally, among the spoils He had unleashed, there were five more Will Sacred Artifacts.

Yet none of these five were suitable for martial cultivators.

Likely, the Emperor himself understood this, so he stored them within his storage space, treating them as curiosities.

What made Zhou Zhan slightly regretful was that his current lordly aptitude—the Heavenly Emperor's Destiny—was merely of the Supreme Deity level, not yet reaching the realm of Unparalleled Will.

Otherwise, this time wouldn't have been a mere explosion of sixteen Will Sacred Weapons.

No, it would have been a staggering explosion of sixty-four Will Sacred Weapons!

Yet he didn't dwell on it too much.

Now, he no longer lacked Will Sacred Weapons significantly, so though he felt a touch of regret, it didn't truly matter.

After all,

besides these top-tier spoils like Will Sacred Weapons,

there were still a total of 121 treasures of the Unparalleled Will level!

Spanning every aspect—offensive, defensive, cultivation, materials, medicines, and secret treasures.

Though most of them were only of mid-level Unparalleled Will, not a single piece of upper-level Unparalleled Will existed.

Yet Zhou Zhan was already content.

"There are thirty-two combat-type supreme will-level treasures among them."

"It might be well to reward my subordinates with these, as their personal safeguards."

In Zhou Zhan's mind, he thought thus.

With the aid of four supreme will artifacts, he now possessed the power of an upper-tier supreme will level—thus, he looked down upon these mere mid- and lower-tier treasures.

Yet for his subordinates, these items were of immense significance.

After all, they themselves held no supreme will-level artifacts.

Still, they were expected to accompany him in campaigns across the land, even engaging in combat against foes of supreme will level.

Without such artifacts to protect them, they might not even see the enemy before being killed by the shockwaves of his battles or those of the supreme will-level adversaries.

That was not a result he wished to witness.

Then He glanced at the Will Sacred Artifact stored in his first treasury, and suddenly felt a quiet sigh:

How many Will Sacred Artifacts now did He hold in His hands—had it not been so long since He first began to gather them?

"Though many of these Will Sacred Artifacts may never be of use to Me personally,"

"Perhaps one day I can trade them with the Supreme Will."

"The Supreme Will would surely appreciate such artifacts."

Zhou Zhan smiled.

Then, with a mere thought, He observed the vast world He had specially created for battle gradually fading, until it was completely dissolved into the air, revealing the scene beyond.

His brow arched in surprise.

For He saw that His own armies were now engaged in battle with the forces of the Wandering Race.

And those forces—those very armies—were none other than the armies of the Eastern Heavens' Junior Supreme God Realm!

At this moment, the battle between both sides was reaching its peak.

The armies of the Praja Sun Kingdom, lacking the protective domain of Zhou Zhan's "Rate Soil, No Subject to Sovereign," were vulnerable when facing the Conceptual Divine Power of the Xuwang Clan. Though numerically and in strength they vastly outmatched their opponents, they still suffered in various ways.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhan immediately activated his "Rate Soil, No Subject to Sovereign" domain technique in his mind.

At the very instant the domain unfolded, the Praja Sun Kingdom's forces instantly broke free from their suppressed state and began launching a counterattack.

This development caught the commanders of both sides' attention.

The generals, such as Bai Yun, were filled with astonishment and delight.

Could the Emperor, having just fought a being of Supreme Will, still return safely?

Yet, what of that Supreme Will being?

Their minds stirred with doubt.

Meanwhile...

The Eastern Heavens Sovereign, upon seeing Zhou Zhan unharmed, failed to pause and ponder why Zhou Zhan had not perished at the hands of the Emperor of Might, and instead immediately sought out the Emperor's form.

Yet after gazing for a long while, He found no trace of the Emperor.

He froze.

He had personally witnessed Zhou Zhan employ the method of cosmic creation, plunging both Himself and the Emperor of Might into a new cosmos to fight.

Now Zhou Zhan stood before Him—where was the Emperor of Might?

A single possibility struck Him, and His heart trembled.

Could it be...

The Emperor of Might had perished?!

The more He thought, the more likely it seemed.

He knew well that before the Emperor of Might, the Death Whisperer, a mighty being of Supreme Will, had also fallen to Zhou Zhan’s hands.

Whether it was slain by Zhou Zhan's own hand or by the mythical holy seal—this remains uncharted.

It has already proven that Zhou Zhan possesses the capability to eliminate a master of the Supreme Will realm.

And now, the Wǔ Dì has also fallen to his hands. Such an outcome is not impossible at all.

At this thought,

a single drop of coldness seeped into Dong Tian's heart, sinking deep into the abyss beneath.

A surge of frustration welled up within him.

Before the Wǔ Dì had even set out to seek Zhou Zhan, he had repeatedly and emphatically warned him—how utterly formidable Zhou Zhan truly was.

Yet, in the end, the Wǔ Dì had perished?!!

Counting the Wǔ Dì, there are now two Supreme Will realm masters fallen at the hands of Zhou Zhan, a third-tier Supreme God.

Should this news spread, the face of the Xū Wàng clan would be utterly ruined.

No!

This will definitely spread. The Supreme Will—they are not beings who would conceal such a thing.

Their dignity, the Void-False Clan, has been utterly shattered.

What now?

What should be done now?

He carefully watched Zhou Zhan, his mind racing with desperate thoughts.

The Martial Emperor is likely already gone.

If he is gone, what can a mere semi-ultimate Will-being like himself possibly do?

Either die or flee!

As for surrendering?

Dong Tian never even considered it.

Among the Wretched Clan, there exists one whose supreme will reaches the realm of the Unconquerable, wielding a divine concept ability known as "Fated Death!"

It is said that this divine concept ability allows him to perceive the fated threads of every member of the Wretched Clan. If he desires to kill any of them, he merely needs to sever their fated thread—and that is enough to end their lives.

And more astonishingly, he can ignore any disparity in power!

Legend has it that when he was just born, he used this divine concept ability to strike down a Four-Rank Supreme God, a being of immense strength, merely by cutting his fated thread—while at that time, his own power was nothing more than a junior True God.

A junior True God defeating a Four-Rank Supreme God!

Zhou Zhou could never accomplish such a feat!

Yet this being, as a member of the Concept God system, achieved it.

Now, having ascended to the realm of Supreme Will, he can, without exaggeration, effortlessly eliminate any other Wretched Clan members at the same level of supremacy.

If he surrenders to the Zhou War, the news would reach the Xiangwang Clan within no more than three or four days—and he would commit suicide instantly!

And most critically, neither the Ultimate Void Great Cosmos nor the Xiangwang Great World ever accepts prisoners.

Unless the enemy has already been fully transformed into a being of the Ultimate Void Great Cosmos or a Xiangwang Clan Void Mythical Monster.

That is the only exception!

"Run!"

At this thought, Dong Tian turned and fled, as if a decision had been made.

"Want to run?"

At that very moment,

a faint voice echoed within his mind.

Then his eyes suddenly turned pitch black.

East sky, collapsing!

Zhou Zhan withdrew his gaze.

To eliminate a virtual clan at the level of nearly supreme will—nothing more than slaughtering chickens or dogs to him.

Then, he personally joined the battle, swiftly annihilating the entire army of the virtual clan.

"Reorganize the forces, resurrect the fallen warriors, and return to the ship—directly assault the capital of the East Sky Divine Nation!"

"In half an hour, this land shall belong entirely to the Jiaoyang Divine Nation!"

Zhou Zhan commanded.

"Yes!!"

The army roared and obeyed.

Zhou Zhan saw this and immediately intended to return to his four-tier ultimate divine cosmic warship.

At that moment,

a figure suddenly appeared before him.

His face was filled with anxiety, but upon seeing Zhou Zhan safe and sound, and the grand army of the Jiaoyang Divine Nation unharmed, he paused, then a smile broke across his face.

"I knew my younger brother was fine!"

The Cyclic Will chuckled.

"It's been worrying me," Zhou Zhan replied with a smile.

The Cyclic Will shook his head with a smile, "Though I came all this way in vain, as long as you're safe, that's all that matters."

"By the way, where is the Martial Emperor?"

The Cyclical Will inquired.

At the same time, it sensed the surrounding environment.

Hmm?

There is the presence of a Martial Emperor—but why isn't the Martial Emperor here now?

Zhou Zhan smiled lightly, "The Martial Emperor has already fallen into my hands."

"Did you use the Seal of False Legend?"

The Cyclical Will blinked, then suddenly understood.

Zhou Zhan shook his head, "I didn't have time to use it—the Martial Emperor had already perished."

In truth, He didn't know how to use it either.

The last time the Seal of False Legend slew the Death Whisperer, it had acted entirely on its own.

Zhou Zhan had no idea what had happened at the time—the Death Whisperer had just perished.

So Zhou Zhan had never considered the mythical Saint Seal as a backup against the Unreal Clan.

After all,

he had previously believed his strength could at most handle a lower-tier Supreme Will-level warrior.

After experiencing a real battle against a Supreme Will-level being, however, he realized his limit had significantly increased.

He could now barely be considered on par with a higher-tier Supreme Will-level warrior.

Zhou Zhan thought this to himself.

Yet the Cycle Will paused upon hearing Zhou Zhan's words, stunned.

A disbelief surged within its heart.

Could it be true? Was this truly the truth spoken by his younger brother?

Without relying on baseless legends or mythical tales, could one truly slay a master of supreme will?

And even more astonishing—slay a cultivator of the supreme will, one like the Emperor of Martial Might?

The Emperor’s name had already been whispered to Him by the Supreme Will.

The Supreme Will had once declared that the Emperor himself possessed a strength that could not be underestimated!

Though merely a lower-tier master of supreme will, if the Emperor gave it his all, he could potentially hold his own against a superior master of supreme will for two rounds!

Should he be matched against the right and suitable opponent, the Emperor might one day ascend to become a master of transcendent will.

For this reason, the Supreme Will had specifically instructed Him and the other willful masters who excelled in martial arts to stay away from the Emperor—lest their own martial cultivation levels became fuel for his growth.

Yet here it was—such a formidable being, vanquished by His own younger brother?!

Him, stunned for a moment, suddenly burst into laughter.

“Brother, you truly are no ordinary one!”

The Cyclic Will raised a thumb in triumph, "A Three-Rank Supreme God slayed a Supreme Will-tier powerhouse!"

"This feat—no heavenly judge or Spring and Autumn Law Master has ever accomplished it!"

"When exactly did they first defeat a Supreme Will-tier powerhouse?"

Zhou Zhan asked curiously.

The Cyclic Will chuckled, "The Heavenly Punishment God defeated a lower-tier Supreme Will-tier powerhouse when he was at the level of nearly Supreme Will."

"The Spring and Autumn Law Master achieved it when he reached the Fourth Rank of Supreme God."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhan's face fell into astonishment.

He himself knew the process of slaying the Martial Emperor.

He had done so only through the eternal immortality lineage—the Supreme Holy Body—and three upper-tier Will Sacred Weapons!

Even with such extraordinary advantages, the slaying was a grueling struggle. How could the Heavenly Punishment God and the Spring and Autumn Law Master have accomplished it?

Could it be that they too have experiences comparable to their own?

Especially astonishing is the fact that the Spring and Autumn Law Master, even at the peak of the fourth rank of the Supreme Deity, was able to defeat a master of the Supreme Will Realm.

Yet, in this regard, even surpassing the Heavenly Punishment God King, the first heir.

The Cyclic Will immediately sensed what was going through Zhou Zhan's mind.

He smiled:

"You must not think that the Spring and Autumn Law Master is stronger than the Heavenly Punishment God King."

"The reason the Spring and Autumn Law Master could defeat a Supreme Will Realm master at the peak of the fourth rank of Supreme Deity is because He possesses the River of Time, allowing Him to summon his future self from within the river of time."

"He once summoned two future forms of lower-level Supreme Will Realm beings, and it was through that that he defeated one such lower-level master!"

"As for the Heavenly Punishment God King..."

The Cyclic Will took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with astonishment, and said: "He, back then, defeated a lower-level Supreme Will Realm master—not by relying on any external means, but through sheer willpower, by relying solely on himself!"

Zhou Zhan stared in astonishment.