He is now seeking out, other deities.Just activated the demon emperor Jun, which means he can obtain the demon race power system.As long as he can shout out the name, he can summon any demon god at wi...As if sensing the worship of the crowd, the statue of Shennong moved slightly. The herbs in his hand left his fingers and fell before Lü Dongbin.

Go!

A kind voice sounded.

Jiang Wenming focused again, but heard nothing. The statue of Shennong slowly faded and disappeared into the depths of the Gate of Creation.

"Thank you, ancestors, for your blessings."

Lü Dongbin bowed respectfully in the direction where Shennong had left, and then picked up the herbs from the ground.

After doing all this, Lü Dongbin turned to face Xue Jiaxiang and called out softly.

Let's go!

"Oh, okay. Who was that person just now"

Xue Jiaxiang hesitated to speak.

Even Lü Dongbin, a renowned immortal, showed great respect and bowed to this person. His status was undoubtedly extraordinary. However, despite racking his brains, he couldn't recall who this person was.

"As one of the ancestors of China, the divine farmer Shennong. Alas! I can't believe that in modern China, the legacy is so badly broken that even our ancestors are unknown."

Lu Dongbin let out a long sigh.

One of the earliest ancestors of China

Xue Jiaxiang felt his heart skip a beat. After hearing Lü Dongbin's words, he felt ashamed and embarrassed.

Everyone says one should not forget one's roots, yet they can't even recognize their own ancestors.

To be so unfilial!

"The invasion of the evil gods, the Chinese deities had to leave the mortal world to resist the extraterrestrial evil gods, their divine signs are no longer visible. It's normal that you don't remember us."

Lü Dongbin comforted him with a few words, then walked out of the gate of Creation.

Xue Jiaxiang was still pondering the meaning of Lü Dongbin's words when he saw him leave. He hurriedly followed suit.

Opposite.

Shuji no Maso, clad in armor, stood with his hand resting on his sword. His face was impassive as he looked around.

Ookami Hanzo stands with both hands on his swords, eyes fixed firmly on the Gate of Creation.

He saw everything that just happened.

So close!

The opponent was so close to summoning a terrifying deity.

That was a presence that even Renzu, the general's aide, feared. In their Sakura Country, it would at least be a deity of the Izanagi level.

But it's okay!

The people of the Xia Dynasty were ignorant and foolish, they couldn't even recognize their own ancestors.

"Heaven wills it, the Huaxia Empire is destined to be swallowed by our Sakura Nation. By then, these deities will all belong to us."

The moment Okabe thought of the deities of the Xia Dynasty, he felt his blood begin to boil.

Don't even get me started, just the color red has two of them.

If they were to conquer it, who in this world could stand against them

As the first master of Sakura Country, he naturally had great power, which included access to some ancient historical documents.

In a period of history over a thousand years ago, he discovered that the people of Sakura Country actually came from China.

They are their ancestors, who brought thousands of people from China to this land and then thrived.

Not only that, but he also saw in ancient texts that both the writing and language were derived from the evolution of Chinese civilization.

These are all top-secret information, hidden by the high-level officials of Sakura Country, and they dare not disclose them to the public.

But now it's different, the spiritual energy is reviving, and the deities have descended.

And the Xia Dynasty, as the most powerful divine system ancient country, lost this aspect of data.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.

As soon as they set foot on that land, they could claim themselves as descendants of the Xia and awaken the divine presence once more.

Then, when the whole world is united under one banner, what will be difficult

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes began to burn with feverish intensity, and even his hand gripping the knife trembled with excitement.

Do both parties need to change the venue

Host Bobby opened the questioning.

"No need!"

"No!"

Kazuo Oka and Jiaxiang Xue spoke at the same time.

Alright then, let's begin.

Bob smiled faintly, and his figure instantly vanished from the stage.

"Draw your swords and strike!"

Su Zhizuo initiated the attack first, a flash of his blade sent Lü Dongbin flying through the air.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

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Boom!"

His body slammed against the cage wall, a dull thud echoing through the air. Stones scattered and dust billowed up.

Xue Jiaxiang's pupils shrank. He knew that Su Zhizan was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

With just a glance, he sent the equally golden-ranked Lü Dongbin flying.

"What a quick blade."

Lü Dongbin's voice came from the smoke and dust.

Xue Jiaxiang was about to turn around when a whooshing sound came toward him.

It goes without saying that this attack was initiated by Okabe.

Divine battles are certainly important, but the skirmishes between those favored by the gods are equally significant.

Regardless of which side is defeated, the battle will end.

If there were no rules restricting it, and deities were allowed to directly attack enemy divine attendants, they probably wouldn't even live to see the end of a round.

Therefore, when kinship is relatively low, divine favored individuals prefer to fight in person.

As the third-highest skilled martial artist in China, Xue Jiagang's skills are naturally exceptional.

The sword at his waist suddenly drew.

With a move of the blade, slicing upward from below.

"Ding ding!"

Two metallic clangs resonated in succession.

Xue Jiaxiang retreated two steps, giving way to the force.

"Draw your swords!"

Gokan this person seems big and burly, but in reality, he is a master swordsman.

His swordsmanship was fierce and cunning, every move aiming at Xue Jiaxiang's vital points.

While Xue Jiaxiang was the opposite, his moves were large and open, simple and direct, giving one a feeling of "Great Dao is simplicity."

Often, with a single strike, he can easily dispel Okabe's attack.

Jiang Wenming was very excited to see this.

"General Xue's own strength is no weaker than Oogibonji, and there's even a faint feeling of suppressing him. If this continues, there might be a chance to kill him."

Longye chuckled wryly upon hearing this: "You underestimate Okamoto-san too much."

"Could he still have a trump card"

Jiang Wenming looked at Long Ye in confusion.

“Although Okamoto Musashi’s swordsmanship is quite good, in our Huaxia Empire, there are at least a hundred people who could defeat him easily. Even the Sakura Empire has dozens of people stronger than him.”

Jiang Wenming heard this and knew that there was definitely more to come.

Of course.

However, the reason he became the number one expert in the Sakura Country wasn't simply due to his swordsmanship, but because of his divine blessing talent.

His bloodline affinity has already surpassed fifty percent, allowing him to borrow a portion of Susano's divine power. This is what makes him truly terrifying.

The higher the affinity, the easier it is to obtain the power of the gods. After exceeding fifty percent, you can borrow divine power. If it exceeds seventy percent, you can merge with the gods.

Those who are favored by the divine are the most terrifying beings.

Imagine what would happen if a god attacked an ordinary mortal.

Don't even talk about a direct hit, even the aftershocks of his divine power could easily kill him countless times over.

And what about General Xue

Jiang Wenming was startled.

"Using divine power with a mortal body comes at a price that most cannot bear. Unless absolutely necessary, Gokan Ichisaburo would not lightly use it."

This is also why Lao Xue, who could clearly defeat him, has never dared to make a move. If he can't kill him in one strike, Oka Beishirō will definitely be on guard.

Then, when he is forced to borrow divine power, Old Xue will be in danger.

Long Ye's face was grave.

His blood relation exceeds fifty percent, so he knows all too well the terrifying power of that strength.

Even a sliver of divine power would be enough to kill Xue Jiaxiang.k his nine-toothed rake, gripped it with both hands, and then began to spin it nonstop."Whew...whew...whew..."A terrifying roar echoed as the sea churned, whipped into a frenzy by the swirling cyclone...