National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

"Can someone please explain what’s going on?

That guy lying on the giant python, is he a person, an Evil Spirit,

or one of the Deities the White Elephant Empire is always talking about?"

After seeing the incredibly impactful scene, the viewers in the livestream chat were stunned for a moment.

Then, their hands flew across their keyboards as a heated discussion erupted in the bullet comments.

"I just heard Amir call him Vishnu. Isn’t that one of the Deities from the White Elephant Divine Country’s mythology? One of the Trimurti, even."

"Can someone give us the rundown on this Vishnu?"

"The White Elephant Empire has always claimed to have Deities. Could it actually be true?"

Upon hearing the name, many netizens immediately opened their phone’s search engine and started looking up information on Vishnu.

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The Sword Qi condensed by the Grass Destruction Sword Technique

carried both vibrant life and destructive power in every single strand.

They danced lightly in the air,

like the purest essence of nature given sharp form, converging into an unstoppable green torrent.

It surged forward, overwhelming and unstoppable.

This Sword Qi wasn’t just emerald green in color; it also contained the dual profundities of life and death.

Each sliver was like a meticulously carved jade leaf, exceptionally sharp and glinting with a chilling light.

Smashing violently against this green torrent were dazzlingly brilliant lotus flowers, which were no ordinary things of the mortal world.

They were manifestations of energy, condensed by Vishnu using his Supreme Divine Power.

The petals of these lotuses were crystalline, emitting a soft and mysterious glow.

Each flower held the dual powers of purification and suppression,

like holy blossoms descended from the Celestial Realm, yet they lost none of their majesty or might.

When these two completely different forms of energy—

the emerald Sword Qi and the brilliant lotuses—collided head-on in the void, the entire world seemed to tremble.

A massive energy explosion erupted instantly, like a falling star, radiating immense light

that tore rifts in the surrounding space and unleashed world-destroying power.

The earth quaked under the force of the impact, as if it could collapse at any moment.

The air was intensely compressed and then suddenly released, forming a torrential gale that swept in all directions.

In the sky above, the clouds were torn to shreds. Flashes of lightning illuminated the shocking contest.

Amidst this destructive scene, Chu He’s figure was particularly eye-catching.

He stood as straight as a sword, unyielding.

Like a boulder in a storm, he remained as steady as Mount Tai, no matter how the energies surged around him.

During the collision, as the raging gales crashed like furious waves,

information about Vishnu surfaced in Chu He’s mind.

It wasn’t just Chu He; many people were familiar with the myths and legends of the White Elephant Empire.

Back when he was guarding the Demon Cave, he had read many books in his spare time.

Coincidentally, one of them was dedicated to the mythology of the White Elephant Empire.

Vishnu is one of the three main gods in the White Elephant Empire’s mythology, known as the Trimurti along with Brahma and Shiva.

He has over a thousand epithets, with common ones including Nalayin and Lord of Worlds.

At the dawn of creation,

there was only a boundless ocean. The god Vishnu lay leisurely upon the great serpent Naga.

A lotus flower grew from his navel, and when it bloomed, it radiated light thousands of times brighter than the sun.

From it, Brahma was born, and Brahma then created the world.

The Taisho Tripitaka, a Buddhist scripture heavily influenced by the White Elephant Empire, records: "From the navel, a thousand-petaled, golden, precious lotus was born. Its light was as dazzling as ten thousand suns shining at once. Within the flower, a person sat in the lotus position.

This person possessed boundless light and was named the Brahma Heaven King.

The Brahma Heaven King’s mind gave birth to eight sons, and the eight sons gave birth to the heavens, the earth, and all people..."

Therefore, some believe that Vishnu is the creator of the creator god, Brahma.

But more than any of that, what interested Chu He was this:

’Is this Vishnu really the same one from the legends?

Or is he some kind of Evil Spirit in disguise?’

As the violent energy storm gradually dissipated, the great serpent named Naga raised its head proudly.

As for Vishnu, he was still lying leisurely on Naga, one hand propping up his chin, looking at Chu He with an air of utter boredom.

It was as if the world-shaking commotion he had just caused was nothing more than a trivial matter to him.

"Do you feel that, Chu He? This is one of the three Supreme Gods of our White Elephant Empire!"

Amir laughed maniacally.

"Do you think this will let you live? How naive!"

As soon as Chu He spoke, he violently lifted his leg.

He viciously kicked Amir’s head.

The immense destructive force instantly caused Amir’s head

to burst like a watermelon dropped from a thousand feet, splattering red and white matter all over the ground.

The black energy surging around him rushed forward,

ripping the divinity from Amir’s body and devouring it completely.

Immediately after, a black seed the size of a thumbnail appeared in Chu He’s Dantian.

A mysterious black light rippled around the seed as it swayed gently.

"You’re courting death!"

Chu He’s decisive action was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring endless waves of fury deep within Vishnu.

Vishnu’s face twisted in rage.

He slowly raised his hand and patted the massive black serpent coiled beneath him, his touch gentle yet filled with authority.

The serpent, like an emissary to the netherworld from ancient legends,

sensed its master’s indignation. It abruptly opened its massive jaws and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The roar surpassed the limits of all worldly sound. It carried the unique chilling despair of the Hell Abyss, able to pierce the soul and plunge one instantly into endless darkness and fear.

Wherever the sound wave passed, the very air was torn apart, forming visible ripples that spread in all directions,

shrouding the entire world in a pall of death.

Under the sunlight, the black serpent’s scales did not appear warm at all. Instead, they shimmered with a dreadful, shadowy luster,

as if each one carried the wails of countless lost souls.

"Hmph. Ignorant child, you dare to provoke me!"

Vishnu’s voice was deep and icy, like the last block of ice in winter, sending a chill down the spine.

Faced with Vishnu’s wrath, Chu He showed no intention of backing down.

His eyes burned like torches, glinting with resolve and fearlessness. The longsword in his hand was already unsheathed, its tip lightly touching the ground as he bent his knees, ready to strike.

With a low roar, Chu He shot forward like an arrow released from a bow,

or a meteor streaking across the sky. He rocketed upward from the ground with unstoppable momentum, aiming straight for the clouds.

In that instant, the power within Chu He’s body was unleashed to an unprecedented degree.

The Power of Thunder and Lightning raged around him, golden arcs of electricity weaving into a net. Each flash was accompanied by a deafening clap of thunder that made the very heavens and earth change color.

At the same time, he pushed the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique to its absolute limit.

Streams of ink-black Demonic Qi surged from his body, transforming into ferocious black dragons that coiled around him, adding a sinister and terrifying aura.

But the most dazzling of all was the Xuanyuan Sword, held tightly in Chu He’s grasp.

It was not only an Ancient Divine Artifact but also a symbol of Chu He’s power.

At this moment, a brilliant golden radiance flowed along the blade of the Xuanyuan Sword, reflecting the surrounding lightning, Demonic Qi, and flames, creating a breathtaking tableau.

Wherever the sword’s tip pointed, its peerless edge was revealed, capable of cleaving the very void with a single strike.

This strike from Chu He concentrated all of his power and will.

The ferocity of lightning, the strangeness of the Demonic Qi, the searing heat of the flames, and the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword—he fused them all together perfectly,

forming an indestructible wave of attack.

He would pierce any and all Deities with his sword,

and let the world witness his fearlessness and might!