Chapter 157: Destruction

The supernatural beings around him, whether from Japan or other countries, all stared at Chen Xiao with fear in their eyes.
Slapping a seventh-tier powerhouse to death? Did seventh-tier powerhouses become mere flies that could be killed at will?
Such an absurd thought arose unbidden in everyone’s mind. Seeing how easily Chen Xiao did it, some of the outsiders with less agile minds also wanted to give it a try themselves.
“Won’t you come out? Then I’ll force you to.”
As Chen Xiao stepped forward, he reached out with one hand and pulled a long sword made of extreme cold water from the void. Waves of water rippled across the sword, emitting a blue glint.
Chen Xiao raised his hand, pointing the sword’s tip at the three seventh-tier supernatural beings from Japan.
“Chinese, it seems you’re determined to be an enemy of my Glorious Temple.” The three seventh-tier powerhouses appeared to be in their thirties, but in reality, they were ancient monsters who had lived for countless years.
Supernatural beings could use spiritual energy to replenish the energy in their cells, completely preventing aging and granting them longer lives.
“Chinese?” Hearing this insulting term, Chen Xiao’s expression turned slightly cold. “I wasn’t one before, but now I am. I really want to see what that so-called Lord of Freedom is all about. Hmph, there’s always a master behind a servant.”
The three seventh-tier powerhouses exchanged glances and stepped back slightly. They had witnessed Chen Xiao’s tactics just now and realized that even if all three of them joined forces, it would be difficult to match him.
Moreover, these three seventh-tier powerhouses were not true faithful followers of the so-called Lord of Freedom. They joined the Glorious Temple merely to gain more benefits.
Seventh-tier powerhouses were considered rulers in the world of supernatural beings, masters of their domains, but Chen Xiao didn’t even regard them as anything special.
Seeing their reactions, Chen Xiao immediately understood that the messenger of that so-called Lord of Freedom was probably not in this temple at all.
“Since you’re not in this temple, then I’ll destroy your so-called Glorious Temple.”
Chen Xiao made up his mind. With a wave of his hand, a divine dragon made entirely of clouds flew out of the void—it was a sixth-tier cloud dragon.
Cloud dragons were also water element creatures, but their rank was many times higher than that of water element giants. Even with all his strength, Chen Xiao could only summon one like this.
He didn’t summon a water element giant. In the Soul of China, summoning water element giants had almost become his signature move. If one appeared here, his identity would likely be exposed immediately.
But cloud dragons were rare, and even if seen, people wouldn’t know what they were. Although this cloud dragon was only a sixth-tier water element creature, it could fight off twelve water element giants of the same rank.
The moment the cloud dragon flew out, Chen Xiao rushed backward. Suddenly, an unknown staff appeared in his hand. He tapped the staff repeatedly in the air, and strange runes formed in the air one after another.

A total of 81 spiritual spells instantly took shape in the air and converged. This set of combined spells was not obtained by Chen Xiao from the Soul of China, but from the treasure vault of the Atlantis Palace. In the first level of that vault, aside from various precious treasures, there were also numerous valuable water-based spiritual spells, combat techniques, and even manuals on summoning arts. As natives of the water realm, the Atlanteans had reached an unparalleled mastery in wielding water-based powers, far beyond what humans on land could achieve. “Wretched humans! I’ll show you the power of my Atlantis Empire—Tidal Destruction!” Chen Xiao roared. Immediately, the spells before him transformed into streams of blue light, merging into the surrounding void. Chen Xiao was diverting attention, aiming to make the so-called God of Freedom focus on the Atlantis Empire, preferably causing them to fight among themselves. Although Wind might be a virtual god, he was nowhere near Chen Xiao’s level. The identity of “Shang Weiting” was entirely fabricated by Chen Xiao; it had only appeared three times in the world of supernatural abilities, so there was no need to worry about anyone investigating him. Boom! In less than a breath’s time, a huge hole seemed to open in the void above the Temple of Freedom. Tons of orange water rushed down from the sky, heading straight for the temple. “Damn it!” “Bastards!” The three seventh-tier powerhouses had just joined forces to kill that cloud dragon when they witnessed this scene, leaving them terrified. They had seen the strength and tactics of that God of Freedom’s envoy; if the temple were destroyed while that envoy was absent, they would likely suffer as well. Whoosh whoosh whoosh! At that moment, five elders emitting intense spiritual energy bursts rushed out of the Temple of Freedom. These five were among the few super-powered individuals in the supernatural world of Japan. “You… uh…” One of the five elders was about to speak when a black shadow flashed by. The five super-powered individuals from Japan were cut in half and fell to the ground helplessly. The black shadow then vanished into the air as if it had never existed. Boom… At the same time, the terrifying flood arrived as expected, engulfing the entire Temple of Freedom. Terrifying crashes and screams echoed throughout the temple, and the once magnificent building began to tilt slightly. Chen Xiao not only used the 81 spiritual spells combined as “Tidal Destruction” but also employed the “Imperial Seal Technique” to summon extremely heavy water. The destructive power of this combined spell was countless times greater than the original “Tidal Destruction.” The terrifying force exceeded the temple’s capacity to withstand it. In just a few breaths, the once grand temple was reduced to ruins under the pressure of the extremely heavy water.

Inside the temple, the original believers and guards lost their lives completely in the massive flood. As for those at the seventh level or above who hadn’t had time to escape, they lost their lives silently in an instant. After destroying the Temple of Freedom, Chen Xiao waved his hand slightly, and the overwhelming orange heavy water vanished instantly. After the flood, everything turned into ruins, leaving only one statue still standing—the statue of the Lord of Freedom. This Lord of Freedom appeared as an extremely ordinary young man, with nothing unusual about him. From this emerald-green statue emanated intense powers of a virtual god, and it remained undestroyed despite the terrifying flood, clearly making it a treasure. Being a treasure, Chen Xiao naturally took it; with a wave of his hand, he sent the statue to his main god space. Everyone in the temple, including those at the seventh level and above, perished completely in the flood. Silence reigned everywhere, as all the superhumans stared blankly at Chen Xiao floating in mid-air, temporarily unable to speak. Seeing the once-mighty Temple of Freedom now reduced to ruins, everyone felt a sense of absurdity. “Hm?” Suddenly, Chen Xiao sensed a sharp, murderous intent locking onto his body, even restricting his thoughts. A sense of powerlessness arose in him. Just with an intent, Chen Xiao couldn’t resist. Buzz… The next moment, within Chen Xiao’s mind sea, the main god entity trembled slightly, and a stream of main god power flowed instantly, restoring everything to its original state—his body and thoughts resumed functioning. That intent could no longer affect him at all. The power of the main god had protected his entire body. “It must be the messenger of that Lord of Freedom back. What kind of strong person is he?” Chen Xiao looked toward the distant horizon, raising his eyebrows slightly. “If he can’t even face me and just runs away in shame, isn’t that too disgraceful?” Chen Xiao’s body was held aloft by the light water, standing quietly in mid-air. “Hahaha…” Suddenly, a loud laugh came from afar. The next moment, a middle-aged man appeared before Chen Xiao. “Kid, you’re quite bold—destroying the temple and staying here instead of running away when you see me return.” The middle-aged man, who looked around thirty years old, wore an emerald-green robe and a green hat. He stared coldly at Chen Xiao. “Do you know you can’t escape?” A cruel smile appeared on the middle-aged man’s face. “Why should I escape?” Chen Xiao retorted. “If I can stand here, it means I have my reasons for not running.” “Reasons?” The middle-aged man examined Chen Xiao carefully before laughing. “What reasons could an insect like you, who can’t even fly on its own and can only float with external help, have? But you no longer have a chance to explain. You destroyed the Temple of Freedom and desecrated the Lord of Freedom—now no one can save you.”

The middle-aged man’s words were harsh. Normally, given his status and cultivation level, few things could make him angry; he was almost always calm as still water. But this time, less than two days after he arrived in this world of supernatural powers with the temple of his master behind him, the temple was destroyed, and everything he had built up vanished into nothingness. It was like a harsh slap in his face. “Whoever you are, you and your race will surely be destroyed. Remember, the one who kills you is named Lian Shang.” The middle-aged man, namely Lian Shang, waved his hand, and his domain instantly enveloped Chen Xiao’s body. He intended to extract Chen Xiao’s soul memories to learn about his origins. Yet Chen Xiao continued to smile, though his body slowly disappeared. …