Li Zhexian and Zhu Zhuqing spent the night entwined in lingering passion, only falling asleep together as dawn gradually broke.
When he awoke first—
He saw the person in his arms, her black hair spread across the pillow, her sleeping face serene and gentle.
His gaze softened unconsciously.
Just then—
A respectful report ca from outside the hall, delivered by a divine attendant:
"Sword Lord, the God of Destruction has co to visit and is waiting in the reception hall."
"Oh?" Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow.
"Understood. I’ll be there shortly."
He placed a gentle kiss upon Zhu Zhuqing’s forehead.
With a casual gesture, white robes cloaked his body, and he unhurriedly made his way toward the reception hall.
Inside the hall—
A tall figure draped in a purple mantle stood by the window, gazing out at the surging sea of clouds.
Hearing footsteps,
The God of Destruction turned around. Seeing Li Zhexian, he spoke:
"An incident arose suddenly in the Western God Region yesterday, so I was unable to attend the welcoming banquet for your friends."
He paused, then continued: "The Eastern God Region has only just been established."
"If you are short on manpower, you may request reinforcents from the Western God Region at any ti."
Hearing words that sounded almost like an explanation, Li Zhexian was slightly surprised, then smiled freely.
"The God of Destruction is too polite."
"I wouldn’t harbor resentnt over such a small matter."
"That said, manpower is indeed scarce. When the ti cos, I won’t hesitate to borrow so from you."
The God of Destruction nodded faintly and turned once more to look out the window.
Bathed in morning light, the Eastern God Region surged with clouds and radiant hues—myriad wonders unfolding, stirring awe in the heart.
"The Divine Realm truly is a land of spiritual splendor,"
Li Zhexian said as he walked over to stand beside him.
"Indeed," he replied.
"One rarely finds such scenery in the mortal world."
After a long silence, the God of Destruction spoke again:
"The universe is vast. Surely there are even more magnificent sights beyond."
Li Zhexian turned his head slightly to look at the god beside him.
He knew—
The God of Destruction was about to reveal his true purpose.
"In the boundless universe, countless worlds exist like grains of sand in the Ganges."
"And the Divine Realm, along with its subordinate mortal worlds, is rely a slightly larger stone within that imnsity."
Li Zhexian said calmly: "God of Destruction, you may speak plainly."
"Sword Lord..."
The God of Destruction turned and fixed his gaze upon the white-robed youth beside him.
"I wish to push for the expansion of the Divine Realm. What do you think?"
Li Zhexian’s expression remained composed.
"Why must the Divine Realm expand?"
Purple light circulated around the God of Destruction.
"I have sensed a spaceti storm brewing deep within the universe."
"This is a cataclysm that will sweep across the cosmos—and it will eventually reach the Divine Realm."
"Only by elevating the Divine Realm into a Divine Star can we construct a barrier capable of resisting this calamity."
He stared at Li Zhexian and said in a deep voice:
"This is the path of survival for the Divine Realm."
Li Zhexian fell silent, though waves stirred in his heart at these words.
This differed from the original trajectory.
In the original storyline—
The God of Destruction’s obsession with expanding the Divine Realm was often attributed to his struggle for authority against Tang San.
But now it seed—
This most ancient of God Kings had long since perceived the looming crisis.
Of course.
Having wielded the authority of Destruction for endless ages, how could he not sense the signs of spaceti turbulence?
History is ultimately written by the victors.
The truths buried beneath are often far more complex than what is recorded.
"What do the other gods think?"
Li Zhexian asked after a mont of contemplation.
"Life believes this move is too radical. Asura longs only to roam the universe. Evil and Good have always favored moderation and balance,"
the God of Destruction replied.
"But the latter three hold you in high regard."
"Sword Lord—if you give your approval, we can secure at least three votes."
Li Zhexian avoided the God of Destruction’s piercing gaze, images of the brutal ending from the original tiline flashing through his mind.
The expansion of the Divine Realm...
...leading to the collapse of the original defensive system.
All one hundred and eight thought-force pillars that stabilized the core of the Divine Realm were destroyed.
The Dragon God’s malevolent will—the Golden Dragon King—broke free of its seal, and spaceti turbulence flung the Divine Realm out of its cosmic coordinates.
"I agree to expand the Divine Realm."
Purple light flared brilliantly in the eyes of the God of Destruction.
But in the very next mont—
Li Zhexian abruptly changed his tone:
"However, if your intention is to destroy the one hundred and eight thought-force pillars that uphold the very foundation of the Divine Realm, using this thod of tearing down your own Great Wall in exchange for territorial expansion..."
"I do not agree."
The God of Destruction’s expression returned to cold indifference, his gaze turning solid as it fixed upon Li Zhexian.
"How did you co to know of my plan?"
His purple cloak billowed without wind.
"If this thod is unacceptable, then does the Sword Lord have a better solution?"
"No."
Li Zhexian looked out at the drifting clouds of the Eastern God Region and replied calmly:
"If you insist on making propose one..."
"Then once my Sword Dao advances further, not only could I cleave apart the spaceti turbulence with a single sword strike, I might even carve out an endless Divine Realm."
"Arrogant!"
To the God of Destruction, those words were no different from an outright refusal.
Purple radiance surged around him, and the entire divine hall trembled violently.
"Carve out an endless Divine Realm with one sword?"
"You still bear unresolved karmic ties with Spirit Beasts and remain bound by the laws of the Divine Realm—yet you dare speak of creating heaven and earth?!"
Deeply influenced by the authority of Destruction, his temperant was violent and obsessive.
Before Li Zhexian, he had already been exercising restraint—but now he could no longer suppress himself.
"Sword Lord, why not simply say it outright—
that you intend to establish a brand-new Divine Realm above the Nine Heavens!"
"Hm."
Li Zhexian t the God of Destruction’s gaze without the slightest fear.
"That is exactly what I an."
"Lawless beyond heaven!"
Purple light exploded from the God of Destruction’s eyes, the aura of annihilation dragging dark, tangible trails more than three feet long from the corners of his gaze.
His purple cloak whipped wildly in the surging divine power as he beca the very incarnation of Destruction’s origin, staring coldly at Li Zhexian.
This overwhelming pressure shook the entire Eastern God Region.
One after another, powerful auras shot skyward.
Qian Renxue, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng, and the others rushed over.
However—
Just as they neared the reception hall,
Seven figures radiating sinister auras suddenly appeared, standing in a line and blocking the way.
They were the Seven Original Sin Gods under the God of Destruction’s command: Pride, Greed, Sloth, Envy, Wrath, Lust, and Gluttony.
The divine might of seven First-Class gods rged together, forming an invisible barrier.
They faced Qian Renxue and the others in a tense standoff, swords taphorically drawn.
Clang!
At that mont—
A clear, ringing sword cry echoed as if from the very end of ti and space.
None of the gods present saw how Li Zhexian drew his sword.
They did not even sense the slightest fluctuation of divine power.
The God of Destruction’s pupils shrank violently.
All he perceived was a hazy sword-light rippling outward like water, faster than the limits of ti and space—as though it had slashed forth from the past itself.
In the next instant—
Boom!
Boom!
Seven dull explosions erupted almost simultaneously.
The Seven Original Sin Gods had no chance to react before being smashed violently into distant mountains and rivers, divine blood scattering in brilliant arcs along their paths.
Li Zhexian still stood before the divine hall, as though he had never moved at all.
Only the slow closing of his fingers testified to the existence of that earth-shaking sword strike.
His gaze was icy as it swept over the direction where the Seven Sin Gods had fallen.
"In my territory, who gave you the nerve to make a move?"
"This is a light warning. Try again, and I’ll cut you down with one sword."
With that—
Li Zhexian turned his gaze back to the God of Destruction.
At this mont, the God of Destruction had already gripped tightly the supre divine artifact that symbolized his authority—
the Scepter of Destruction.
Li Zhexian looked straight into the God of Destruction’s eyes, seething with rage, and asked calmly:
"Destruction—do you have any objections to how I enforced the law?"
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