I Pick up a Lost Godhood

A punch from Mengg Lord carried the might to bring the entire Demon Race to its knees. Before the Skill Technique of such a Great Power, the techniques of human Body Cultivators and Power Cultivators seemed utterly feeble.

The ultimate realm of any technique, any power, is still the laws. If one cannot become a god, one must at least come infinitely close.

The pursuit of all living things.

Under Mengg Lord’s overwhelming power, everyone—be they Demon Race, human, or Dragon Race—felt their hair stand on end.

Even a Descendant of the Dragon Empress would be annihilated without fail!

And at that moment... What the hell?!?

Wang Meng, what was he doing???

He’s crazy! He’s gone mad! The scene left everyone dumbfounded. Those who cared for the Holy Hall, those whose hearts were with Wang Meng, were scared out of their minds.

Wang Meng slowly spread his arms... as if to welcome the punch.

’Will Mengg Lord stop? Is he trying a psychological trick? Such a lowly human tactic?’

With his body shielded by a Fighting Kill Aura and wielding a power inherited from the Tai Venerable’s own laws, Mengg Lord’s punch was a guaranteed kill.

PULSE...

A brilliant light radiated from before Wang Meng. The instant he spread his arms, a golden glint seemed to appear—or rather, the color itself was an illusion. It was an indescribable... radiance.

BOOM...

A massive figure was sent flying amidst a spray of blood that filled the air.

Wang Meng hadn’t moved from his spot. The one sent flying was Mengg Lord.

Linglong’s body visibly trembled.

The Dragon Race’s Forbidden Magic!

This was the ability that allowed the Dragon Emperor’s clan to look down upon the world, an ability no other race dared to challenge.

A Spatial Taboo!

—Reversal of Heaven and Earth.

The Power of Space Law had completely displaced Mengg Lord’s punch. Even the formidable physique of a Tai Venerable couldn’t withstand such a terrifying backlash.

CRASH...

Mengg Lord’s massive body landed on the shattered Dueling Platform.

The Cultivators present looked at Wang Meng, then at Linglong, and then at the Dragon Emperor... ’What in the world is going on?’

The legendary power of the Spatial Taboo, said to be usable only by the Dragon Emperor’s clan, was something Wang Meng could actually wield.

Hu Jing’s gaze, however, fell upon Mingren and Lin Jinghao. From beginning to end, Mingren’s expression hadn’t changed at all. ’Could it be that even Spatial Power isn’t enough to pressure him?’

Lin Jinghao’s fan was still swaying slowly. Upon seeing the Reversal of Heaven and Earth, the fan’s rhythm had slowed for a beat, but it had already returned to normal.

To Hu Jing, this was not a good sign. ’These details reveal their true depths. Wang Meng just unleashed such a devastating power, yet their reactions indicate that Mingren is completely unfazed, and Lin Jinghao has a countermeasure.’

Jii Wanli... also seemed to be keeping his composure.

But the countless other Cultivators were shocked by Wang Meng’s terrifying power.

Was this the power of the Holy Hall’s leader?

If this kind of power could be considered luck or a fluke, then the only law in this world was the law of luck.

Even so, Wang Meng didn’t press his advantage. Instead, he waited quietly.

A single blow like that was not enough to defeat Mengg Lord, not enough to topple the thousand-year glory of the Tai Venerable.

Mengg Lord slowly stood up. The last attack had dislocated his bones, but with a series of CRACKLE-SNAPS, he popped them back into place as if reassembling a toy.

"I thought I’d have to face Linglong to witness the legendary Space Power. It seems my luck is quite good!"

His Fighting Kill Aura surged. There wasn’t a trace of fear in Mengg Lord’s eyes; instead, there was a deeper, more profound confidence.

The bodies of the Demon Race were formidable. After taking such a terrifying blow, he seemed perfectly fine in the blink of an eye. Had it been a Human Cultivator, they probably would have died on the spot.

In battles between the Demon Race and humans, humans often held the upper hand, but the situation would reverse the moment they took a single hit.

And the Tai Venerable were the ones with the most powerful bodies in the Demon Race.

Everyone discovered to their horror that the injured Mengg Lord’s Demon Power was now even stronger, and his Fighting Kill Aura hadn’t weakened in the slightest.

It seemed as though Wang Meng’s Space Power had ignited an even more vigorous fighting spirit within the Tai Venerable.

WHOOSH...

Mengg Lord attacked again, holding nothing back. His formidable presence formed a massive gravitational field capable of destroying almost all Magic. Things like Talismans would be annihilated before such pure power.

The Tai Venerable had fought the Dragon Race in ancient times. It was impossible that they hadn’t prepared for Space Skills at all.

Moreover, since Linglong was participating this time, it would be absurd if the Tai Venerable had come unprepared.

’But knowing is one thing,’ everyone wondered. ’Can he actually counter it?’

ROAR!

That sky-blotting, sun-eclipsing Killing Fist blasted out once more.

He even gave Wang Meng plenty of time, as if he had no fear of Space Magic at all.

The textured golden light flashed again. The Power of Space Law—Reversal of Heaven and Earth.

An expression of absolute confidence and power appeared on Mengg Lord’s face. ’My Ten Thousand Laws Gravitational Field is also a Power of Laws! It’s not necessarily weaker than your Space Power!’

"The same trick won’t work twice!"

A clash of Laws!

Though the first strike had taken him by surprise, Mengg Lord had used it to commit the Law of Space to muscle memory. Having experienced it once, he now had a way to fight back.

HUMMM...

The red light and golden light collided and exploded. The space between the two twisted for a moment before instantly returning to normal. Only then did Mengg Lord’s earth-shattering punch arrive.

’I am also a being who possesses the Power of Laws! If Wang Meng thinks he can win with mere Space Magic, he’s gravely underestimating the Demon Race, underestimating the Pure Land, and underestimating the Tai Venerable!’

Victory and defeat would be decided in an instant. The many Sect Leaders could only sigh with a mix of awe and regret. This was truly a stunning battle. The combatants’ understanding of the Laws was enough to make even these Sect Leaders at the Great Perfection stage burn with envy.

This was talent, but it stemmed more from opportunity and inheritance. It wasn’t directly related to the length of one’s Cultivation.

Unfortunately, it was the same old story in battles between humans and the Demon Race: a demon’s body could definitely take a hit and keep fighting, but a Human Cultivator’s body really couldn’t.

Mengg Lord’s mighty punch was meant to kill. This was the Pure Land, the world of the Demon Race. This was the final glory they had to defend. The Demon Race could not retreat any further!

The Power of Laws consumed a huge amount of energy. Wang Meng, whose technique had just been broken, obviously couldn’t use it again. Besides, at this distance, even if he did, he couldn’t completely block Mengg Lord’s attack.

At this moment, the eyes of the entire Cultivation Realm were fixed on this one punch.

But just then, the punch stopped.

Mengg Lord certainly wouldn’t pull his punch, and the four great experts overseeing the match would absolutely not interfere.

Blocking Mengg Lord was a hand. Wang Meng’s hand.

The force was completely neutralized. "It would be a pity to let you continue under the illusion that you could win like this."

Wang Meng smiled faintly. It was as if the Tai Venerable’s earth-shattering power was nothing before him, that he could still speak so calmly.

At this, Lin Jinghao’s fan finally stopped waving. Jii Wanli’s carefully controlled expression at last turned grave.

Linglong also seemed startled. Even the line of the Dragon Emperor wouldn’t normally compete with a Tai Venerable in pure strength, though it wasn’t that they were afraid to.

The power Wang Meng displayed was secondary; it was his composure that was truly astonishing.

The Holy Hall Beings, however, were not particularly surprised. Hu Jing and the others had witnessed Wang Meng’s strength before. He had once torn a Forbidden Demonic Puppet apart with his bare hands, even though Wang Meng had rarely taken action in recent times.

Mengg Lord found it unbelievable. He roared and tried to press forward, only to find his fist wouldn’t budge an inch.

Around Wang Meng, a massive Array appeared. It was not Magic; it was the power of heaven and earth.

Gold—Wood—Water—Fire—Earth!

The Heaven and Earth Five Elements.

HUMMM...

For a moment, everyone went deaf. Wang Meng’s left hand had, at some unknown point, gathered a five-colored power, which ultimately transformed into pure light.

He threw a punch.

BOOM...

The power didn’t spill out. It was instantly poured into Mengg Lord’s body, injected directly like a rampant force, with no loss of energy.

PULSE...

Mengg Lord’s muscles instantly exploded. Nothing can escape the Five Elements, and to deal with a heaven-defying, powerful body like that of a Tai Venerable, only the Five Elements Power would do.

This was the essence of the Five Elements Body’s power.

The Five Elements Body is born in harmony with the heavens!

To obtain Godhood, one must defy the heavens!

Mengg Lord’s body slowly fell. This punch had shattered his Tai Venerable Divine Body. The Five Elements Power was the power of heaven and earth itself; with no elements missing, it specialized in shattering even the most formidable physical defenses.

Mengg Lord tried to stand. With the establishment of the Star Alliance, the Demon Race had already taken a huge step back. If they retreated again, they might become complete vassals to the humans. He, the awakened blood of the Tai Venerable, was the hope of the Demon Race, the defender of their last shred of dignity and territory.

He had to stand at the Pure Land Peak to maintain the purity of the Pure Land.

Mengg Lord strained with all his might, his roar making the entire Demon Race tremble, but in the end, he could not get back up.

Wang Meng’s one punch had extinguished the last hope of the Demon Race.

It was such an ordinary-looking punch, yet it had pierced through the Tai Venerable’s defenses.

’This punch... How many in this world could possibly withstand it?’

The Pure Land was silent. The Great Yuan Realm was silent. The Small Thousand Realms were silent. Wang Meng stood there, the King of the Demon Race prostrate at his feet.

He was perfectly calm.

It was as if this were just an insignificant victory.

At this moment, a certain phrase surfaced in everyone’s mind, almost in unison.

This phrase, after the Dragon Emperor had denied Wang Meng possessed the Dragon Emperor Body, had become a joke to countless people because it was so arrogant.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

The Demon Race was conquered.

Who would be conquered next?

Vast Sea glanced at Liao Qingqiu. The matriarch of the Demon Race didn’t seem surprised, but there was still a complicated look in Liao Qingqiu’s eyes.

Before the Battle of the Other Shore, Little Zhen had already said that Mengg Lord and the Lord of Punishment alone were far from enough. At the time, it was thought that even with her Ninefold Heaven physique, she was overestimating the strength of the humans. Nevertheless, to be safe, Mingren had been sought out.

Looking at it now, not only had Little Zhen not exaggerated, she had even underestimated things a little.

"Holy Hall, Wang Meng, is victorious."

Vast Sea’s voice broke the silence. The Demon Race was defeated.

Across the various Small Thousand Realms, the cheers of the Human Cultivators shot straight to the heavens. Such a powerful member of the Demon Race had been defeated; the rise of humanity was now unstoppable.

On the Holy Mountain of the Holy Hall in the Four Directions Small Thousand World, all the Holy Hall Disciples waved their arms and shouted wildly, no longer caring about their voices going hoarse. The defeats of Suo Ming, Zhou Qian, and Hu Jing had already placed immense pressure on everyone. It seemed that on this grander stage, the Holy Hall was about to be struck down. But at the critical moment, Zhang Xiaojiang had stepped forward and defended the Holy Hall’s dignity with his life.

Until this moment!

When the Holy Hall appears, the world is shaken!

This was a suffocating level of power. With this one battle, Wang Meng had truly become the top favorite to win the championship.

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