I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night

Chapter 1110 - 592: Army of Corpses!

The Blood Sea has been covered by the Netherworld Internal View, incorporated within.

Now Lin Yan has achieved the status of Human Martial Saint, merging the Inner Realm Divine Domain with himself.

Although the Inner Realm Divine Domain mimics the Netherworld, given Lin Yan's current cultivation and firm Tao, it's possible to make amendments on the original foundation.

The Blood Sea entering the Netherworld is a modification different from the true Netherworld.

Originating from the Netherworld, differing from the Netherworld, transcending the Netherworld, until one day, surpassing the Netherworld.

Otherwise, his Inner Realm Divine Domain can never be compared to the true Netherworld Internal View.

"Netherworld Blood Sea..."

Lin Yan thought to himself, "An unexpected delight."

Divine Power 4: Dojo—Netherworld—Blood Sea (1/91296365)—Mortal World—Void!

Refining the Blood Sea requires an unimaginably vast amount of Evil Qi.

Previously, he speculated that in the Old God's Technique, higher-level Magic Methods require one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred Evil Qi.

This is a threshold.

Perhaps it is the uppermost tier of a cultivation level.

According to calculations, it should belong to the Heavenly God's Method, exceeding the general Old God's Technique.

And the Creation of All Things Skill, surpassing one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred Evil Qi, reached nine million six hundred seventy-five thousand Evil Qi.

This should be an even higher level of Immortal God Cultivation Technique.

And now, refining the Blood Sea is tenfold more than the Creation of All Things Skill.

"Emperor Realm Divine Skill?"

Lin Yan thought this in his heart.

The Upper Heaven Divine Eye itself has become almost an empty shell.

However, this Gou Chen Blood Sea does truly contain the authority of the Immortal God Emperor.

If previously, bathing in the Emperor's blood was being refined by the Blood Sea.

Now, conversely, Lin Yan, with the Inner Realm Divine Domain, aims to refine the Blood Sea.

His eyes were filled with a complex expression, thinking: "If this is the case, with the Blood Sea in my hands, I can forge a 'God of War Emperor Clan' belonging to the Human Clan…"

His mind was fluctuating.

And around him, numerous God of War Emperor Clan members arrived with their forces, surrounding the expanse of land for a thousand miles.

Lin Yan waved his hand, releasing Wang He.

At this moment, Wang He, as a descendant of the Emperor Clan, bathed in Emperor's Blood once again, with relatively pure bloodline.

And Lin Yan used a million Evil Qi to refine the Blood Sea.

Then, with the power of the Blood Sea, he fortified Wang He.

You could see Wang He's aura multiply, the might of the Emperor's Blood vastly overwhelming.

He stood high in the sky, looking down.

In an instant, it seemed as if the power of the God of War was present.

"Hmm?"

The first approaching general's expression changed slightly, softly said: "Emperor's Throne?"

Such divine might, dense bloodline, as if the God of War had descended.

This led nearby many direct lineages of the Emperor Clan to believe this person had obtained the God of War Emperor's Throne.

However, within the Ancestral Land, a few emissaries knew that the God of War was still present, merely playing dead.

When they sensed the imperial blood divine might on Wang He, comparable to the God of War, they were utterly shocked.

The God of War's Emperor's Throne, supremely supreme, with only one existing!

The previous generation of God of War was still present; how could a new generation of God of War arise?

"Today, it's Yue Lin bathing in Emperor's Blood; could it be him?"

"No… this is..."

One of the emissaries, possessing the Emperor Clan's name register, recognized Wang He's true appearance and was unavoidably astonished.

The coalition of gods and demons was entirely annihilated, and those from the God of War Emperor Clan involved, except the God of War, had all perished.

Now, Wang He had not only survived but appeared in the Ancestral Land, endowed with the power of the God of War.

The entire Blood Sea had completely vanished.

"Wang He, what have you done?"

An old-generation member of the Emperor Clan yelled loudly.

"Can't you see?"

Wang He waved his large hand, standing with his arms behind his back: "The entire Blood Sea has acknowledged me as its master."

"From today forth, I am the God of War, embodying all the Emperor's Blood, surpassing all previous generations of Gods of War."

"Are you all not going to pay respects to this throne?"

With the oppressive might of the Blood Sea emanating from Wang He.

The atmosphere turned silent for a moment.

The news of the God of War's death was still sealed in the entire War God World.

But for the Emperor Clan within the Ancestral Land, the information was rather well-informed.

Only a few emissaries knew the truth within it.

Therefore, to those direct lineages of the Emperor Clan in the Ancestral Land, the death of the God of War meant that Wang He's intense bloodline pressure was not false.

Throughout the generations, no God of War had such a powerful bloodline might.

And no God of War in the past had been able to completely assimilate the Blood Sea.

"Pay respects to the God of War!"

Immediately, those with agile thoughts in the Emperor Clan bowed down instantly, fearing others might take the lead.

Following one Emperor Clan member bowing, many others, sensing the bloodline divine might, successively bowed forwards.

"Pay respects to the God of War!"

"..."

Wang He's gaze swept towards those emissaries who had not yet bowed, saying coldly: "Are you planning to betray the clan?"

"You clearly perished in the Green Emperor World!"

One emissary took a deep breath and said: "The one returning to the Ancestral Land today is not Wang He!"

"Whether it is Wang He is no longer important!"

Wang He looked down, saying: "Among the current Emperor Clan, whose bloodline surpasses mine? My God of War Emperor Clan values bloodline; now, with me at the pinnacle, naturally, I am the God of War. Any who dare to object are rebels!"

In an instant, those few emissaries felt their hearts sinking deeply.

——

Meanwhile.

Deep within the God of War Ancestral Land.

"Your position as God of War is likely untenable."

The Phoenix in the flames, its gaze filled with a cold intention, said: "Losing the position of God of War, even if the White Tiger Emperor is resurrected, you will be unable to wield its powers…"

"I did not anticipate that he wouldn't stay in the Green Emperor World to stabilize the situation but instead ventured alone into the War God World and, in a short period, discovered the location of the Ancestral Land."

The God of War's gaze was intensely deep, slowly saying: "Even more unanticipated was his ability to subdue the Emperor Clan for his own use…"