Chapter 1434: Chapter 1391 You Can Get Out Now Chapter 1434: Chapter 1391 You Can Get Out Now “Chosen by the heavens? Perhaps!”

Regarding Muria’s words, the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains neither agreed nor objected. Previously, when many primal deities had gathered to discuss, they had reached a similar conclusion.

But what about the will of the world? It does not mean that their divinely born existence must obey. The chosen deity of the world was not recognized by Him.

Even though He knew that the deity chosen by the world was meant to confront the Mother of All Things, an entity from beyond the world, His attitude still did not change.

This infringed upon His interests. Originally, there was no one above Him; He was the pinnacle. But now, there appeared someone above Him who could command Him at will. This made the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains extremely resistant.

“Defying the choice of the world, what a foolish decision.”

Muria was calm and composed. At this moment, she still chose to stay, aiming to stop Him, with only three powerful divine forces forming a three-on-three balance. Although he could not take action temporarily, the situation had basically stabilized.

“Don’t waste words with Him anymore. Hurry up and do it, otherwise we’re all doomed.”

The God of War and Storms, Liji, urged impatiently. He had just been struck down by Him into Jiuli and then charged up again, tangling with Him, preventing Him from making a move on Muria.

Jiuli, although completely outclassed in all respects and single-handedly dominated by the ancient primal deities, was nonetheless a powerful divine force. His essence was laid bare, and even the primal deities wouldn’t be able to easily resolve him without retaliation—he was capable of holding them off without fighting back.

No deity spoke, but the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains and another deity who had stayed back, the Sea God, responded with their actions.

The surging tides and rolling waves filled the brightly lit world as the deity governing the “sea” brought forth a vast and limitless ocean from illusion to reality.

Then, the vast ocean driven by the divine beings surged towards Muria, but behind Him stood a deity with twelve pure white wings, blocking the incoming tide and constructing the most solid barrier.

“You two guys…”

The Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains watched the two deities who had acted before Him and sighed with a bit of helplessness.

From the stance of these two, it seemed they no longer had strength to strike at Muria, only to stop their opponents. Thus, it was self-evident who had to interfere with Muria’s ascension—it was naturally Himself.

The key problem was that Muria was the most powerful being among these three powerful divine forces, and He was merging with the “Sun” divine role, yet it did not mean He had no resistance. On the contrary, He was stronger than ever before.

Every moment, this Hades was stronger than before. Precisely for this reason, the hardest nut to crack was left to Him by the two who had acted first, and it was up to Him, the deity reputed to have the strongest defense, to solve this.

“Knowing full well I’m only good at defense, yet you leave this to me; you two really are…”

The Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains, while shaking his head in resignation on one hand, did not hesitate to raise his palm and press down towards Muria.

The sky thundered, the sky dome trembled, and dazzling cracks spread across the pure firmament, as the continuous majestic mountains descended, each unique and majestic.

And most crucially, every mountain in this range was real, not merely a projection summoned by the divine force of the nearby Sea God.

“That’s interesting.”

Muria looked up at the mountains covering the skies, His surroundings not darkening because by then, He had become the source of light; He was the sun.

“Muria, these are mountains I have collected over the eons. I have refined them with Earth Power and created what you see before you, the Ten Thousand Realms Mountain.

This is the real divine artifact I possess for attack, and I intended to keep it hidden as a trump card. Today, the time has come for its use — enjoy, Your Majesty, the Sun God!”

As the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains introduced, the phantom mountains thunderously descended from the sky, striking down with a formidable force. Muria, watching this scene, maintained a calm demeanor. With the “Sun” divine role strengthening Him, His body did not waver, and the sun manifested behind Him shone brilliantly.

Dozens of the nearest majestic mountains, without any resistance, evaporated in the intense radiance, the extreme heat diffusing and causing the space to warp and collapse, quickly reconstructing this space anew.

“Truly, as one capable of holding two supreme divine roles, it’s no wonder you shattered so many divine mountains. But no matter how great your might is, what then?”

Feeling his mountains collected over eons being continuously shattered, the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains did not feel any pain.

He had gathered the world’s majestic mountains precisely for this moment; now his past actions were proving effective, there was nothing to be upset about.

“You can shatter ten, a hundred, but can you shatter ten thousand? Muria, stop your futile struggle and surrender the divine roles willingly. I’ve said it before; I won’t covet more divine roles.”

“Why do you always think you can persuade me to give up what is already in my grasp just through words? Who do you think you are? Ha, just an old dog who has long lost its fighting spirit and can only guard the house.”

Muria spared no mercy with his taunt toward the deity who had struck at Him, showing no respect whatsoever. After all, the others had already started using deadly force against Him; what harm was a little insult?

And at this moment, he indeed felt a trace of pressure. After all, people had been hoarding these Divine Artifacts for so long, they were not mere trifles, each one was a top-notch spirit stream. With a bit of refinement, they all essentially met the standards of Divine Artifacts.

The Fixed Star Beads!

Thirty-three beads, not quite gold nor jade, appeared, exuding tremendous suction, disrupting all the divine mountains hurtling towards Him.

Click!

A slightly grating noise entered Muria’s consciousness. Following the direction of the sound, Muria instantly saw a crystal-clear Fixed Star Bead with an inconspicuous crack on its surface.

Muria furrowed his brows. Although he had anticipated this, its occurrence now was somewhat troubling.

The Fixed Star Beads were specially forged when he returned to the Titan Clan Lands, a piece of equipment with multiple uses. For an ordinary Titan, even one who had ascended to the level of Epics, it would suffice for a while.

But for Muria, who chose to ascend to godhood and whose power surged explosively by continually usurping divine positions, the Fixed Star Beads really struggled to keep pace with his increasing strength.

Even though He continuously collected various rare materials to incorporate into these equipments, there was a shortage of materials, and Muria had more than just the Fixed Star Beads; the materials He collected were far from enough.

Thus, this scene emerged. The nurturing period was too short, and the top-tier materials integrated were too few, resulting in signs of damage due to overburden.

“Hahaha, Muria, the overseer of death, the source of the sun, what’s wrong? Are your Divine Beings having issues?”

“Mountain Lord, you are courting death!”

More and more Fixed Star Beads developed cracks. Being unable to return to the Titan Ancestral Land prior to becoming the Lord of the World, Muria exercised extreme caution, choosing to pause the integration of the “Sun” Divine Position, and first dealt with this deity acclaimed for its strongest defense.

Boom—
A burst of crimson gold Divine Light erupted from Muria’s body, sweeping across the entire Sun God Kingdom in an instant; an overwhelming Divine Might diffused, a might that even powerful divine forces found oppressive.

Accompanied by this Divine Might, the originally ethereal sun completely materialized into substance, shining brightly, then the majestic sun gradually shrank, settling at the center of the Luo Tian Mirror, providing an inexhaustible source of energy.

Then, Muria actively attacked the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains, and at that moment, he finally recognized a weakness due to his relative youth that he couldn’t compensate for—his equipment.

The weapons used by Divine Beings, for the most part, were no longer determined by the materials alone; top-tier materials could only decide a very small aspect, the key was the user’s nurturing and cultivation of the Divine Artifact.

Muria’s equipment, even if chosen for nurturing, lacked sufficient time. Thus, in this battle, Muria found his equipment to be… somewhat fragile.

But just as materials could only influence a small part of a Divine Artifact’s power, the artifact could only affect a part of the battle between two deities, typically only serving to embellish success.

Thus, even though the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains held an absolute advantage in terms of equipment, He still somewhat struggled against Muria, managing only to appear less ragged, but in reality, He was constantly on the receiving end of blows.

“Is this Divine Artifact called Ten Thousand Realms Mountain? Quite impressive, leave it behind, and you can leave!”

The Demonsweeper Sword, emanating ten thousand meters of Sword Qi, split the sky dome, cleaving a majestic mountain in two. The shattered mountain hadn’t even fallen to the earth before a few of the cracked Divine Beads enveloped it.

These beads, swallowing the Divine Mountain, then displayed flickering lights, seemingly digesting.

As it turned out, the experienced Divine Being had an unerring eye; He chose each mountain, which, even after shattering, could still enhance the Fixed Star Beads when forged into Ten Thousand Realms Mountain.

Upon realizing this, Muria naturally felt inclined to claim it for himself.

“Young man, you think you’ve secured victory in this war? It’s still too early!” Muria’s arrogant and nearly disdainful attitude naturally angered the heart of the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains.

“It’s not early anymore, leave the Ten Thousand Realms Mountain behind, and you may leave.” The sound of the Sword Cry reverberated through the heavens, and a radiant sun hung high in the grey Kingdom of the Dead behind Muria in the Death World strewn with bones.

Then, at some level, the existence, now the strongest deity in the world, swung his sword, sending out a faintly gold-tinted grey Sword Qi.

Boom!

Ah!

A somewhat uncomposed cry of pain echoed as the armor-clad Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains felt agony piercing deep into his soul.

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