Then, Let Them Offer Their Loyalty! Chapter 1652 - 684: Zhao Ji: How Did Qiu Tu Do It? (Please Vote for Monthly Ticket)

In all these years, although the Boundless Heart Sea had never produced a Heavenly God-level expert, there were still some Great Evil Gods at the peak of the eighth rank.

When these Great Evil Gods reached this realm, their breakthrough would inevitably trigger celestial phenomena. Yet at most, it only affected half a Divine Country.

Such phenomena were already incredibly exaggerated.

But now, as for Zhao Ji, her breakthrough actually influenced the entire Edge Region, and even reached the fringes of the Four Divine Countries.

This truly exceeded everyone's imagination.

Moreover, let's not forget—just yesterday, four Heavenly God-level experts had revealed their auras to every force in the Boundless Heart Sea.

Yet now... when compared to Zhao Ji, it was almost indistinguishable?

For a moment, all sides found themselves unable to grasp Zhao Ji's standing...

On the outskirts of the Northern Kingdom.

Shao Hua, who had been drawn by the fluctuations of the Four Heavenly Gods yesterday, stopped in her tracks.

She lifted her gaze toward the northeast region, her brows slightly furrowed.

'This power... is it Zhao Ji?'

'She's broken through again?'

She stared at that golden pillar of momentum linking heaven and earth, then quietly attuned herself to its presence. Her expression grew even graver.

'She's at the same peak eighth rank as I am—yet so much stronger, almost like a Divine King.'

'How could this be?'

Meanwhile,

In the Southwest Region.

Tian Qi rose slowly from his throne. He looked up at that mighty, sky-piercing momentum, comparable to the Heavenly Gods themselves; his eyes were filled with tangled emotions.

He couldn't help but recall centuries ago when he too had gazed up at Zhao Ji like this, urging himself forward: Sooner or later, he would become such a Heavenly God.

But... a friend of his had once laughed dismissively after hearing his lofty declarations.

He was indignant at the time, thinking that friend looked down on him.

Yet that friend had spoken words that lingered with him to this day:

Is it possible that the realm you spend your life pursuing is but a readily grasped thing in her eyes?

And all your effort to become a Heavenly God, to narrow the gulf between you and her—for her, she cares not to walk beside you. Because... as you break through to Heaven, she's already seeking the next, higher realm.

Later, it wasn't long before that person discovered the realm above Heavenly God, and even took half a step forward...

And those words had become prophetic.

Now, centuries later, it seems the same drama plays out again.

He had clearly reached the eighth-rank peak first. But... Zhao Ji surpassed him in just a matter of months.

Now, though both share the same realm, merely feeling that momentum, Tian Qi knows... there is hardly any difference left between Zhao Ji and a Heavenly God.

With this thought, Tian Qi couldn't help but slowly return to himself.

Hands clasped behind his back, his gaze dark and complicated.

'Perhaps... it's time to make a choice.'

'Now... maybe it's not too late.'

.....

Meanwhile, just as Zhao Ji's ascension set the entire Boundless Heart Sea ablaze with unrest—

In the northeast region, that pillar of momentum also began to slowly dissipate.

In Zhao Ji's hidden sanctuary, the momentum around her withdrew as she slowly opened her eyes.

Her pupils were a detached golden hue, rendering her even more like a Divine.

'Finally, it's done.'

For other deities, reaching Heavenly God is a threshold. Once crossed, they are no longer confined by the land, and their power transcends all bounds.

But for Zhao Ji, the peak of the eighth rank was enough.

Because... an ordinary fledgling Heavenly God, to a peak eighth-rank her, was little more than a greater expenditure of effort.

Power—this was her foundation!

'It's time to save Qiu Tu.'

Her gaze was cold. 'I recall sensing four Heavenly God auras yesterday.'

'If I'm not mistaken, it was targeting Qiu Tu.'

'Hope I'm not too late.'

With this thought, Zhao Ji flickered, flashing from underground to the surface.

Above her hidden spot sprawled a vast Puppet Insect tribe.

This tribe was clearly far larger than the one ruled by Guan Xiao, infested with Puppet Insects and artificial humans everywhere.

And both the Empress and the Priests here had reached about the sixth rank in strength.

When they saw Zhao Ji, several priests eyed her warily, their gazes full of dread.

Zhao Ji cast them a cold glance before turning to leave.

Yet remembering Qiu Tu's plan, she blinked out of sight; but... just before she vanished, a single spark of fire drifted lightly from her body.

That spark seemed feeble beyond words, descending with infinite slowness. Yet for some reason, every Puppet Insect in the tribe craned upward to watch it, utterly unable to move.

Just so, the spark settled onto the body of a sixth-rank priest who had glared with hostility at Zhao Ji moments before.

The next moment, a muffled boom rang out—golden flames erupted violently from within the priest!

It shrieked once, then dropped to the ground, rolling desperately, but the more wildly it thrashed, the more embers it scattered!

Embers scattered by its flailing rode the wind! Boom! Boom! Boom! Several muffled detonations echoed as the Puppet Insect tribe burst into chaos!

One after another, Puppet Insects caught the golden fire, becoming new points of contagion!

Soon, that tribe of several hundred thousand Puppet Insects became a continuous inferno of golden flame....

After so casually eradicating a tribe numbering in the hundreds of thousands, Zhao Ji showed no sign of concern; face icy, she strode toward the Crimson Territory!

Perhaps fearing something would happen to Qiu Tu, she barely bothered to suppress her power, letting her colossal Heavenly God aura sweep through heaven and earth. Every living thing along the way could not help but look up in awe at this newborn, peak Great Evil God!