Chapter 250: Chapter 249: Is the Gap Between Them Really That Big?

The pure Thunderbolt Power was like an overlord awakened from ancient myth,

shining with a blindingly brilliant and magnificent light.

Wielding the world’s most tyrannical and domineering power, it charged menacingly toward the surging, seven-colored pillar of light like an unstoppable primordial beast.

In a single instant, the Thunderbolt Power, like a peerless Divine Soldier, ripped the seven-colored pillar to shreds, which then dissipated into specks of light in the air.

The thunder’s glow, like that of a peerless overlord, completely overshadowed the seven-colored radiance with its absolute might.

The moment these two forces violently collided, the entire world was stunned into silence by the terrifying energy, and all sound vanished without a trace.

Only the earth-shattering explosion from the forceful collision of the two powers remained,

like a series of heavy hammers pounding upon the silent world.

Only when the swirling dust settled and the storm of energy slowly dissipated could people finally see the astonishing change that had occurred at the site of the clash.

The sky, which had been blanketed by the seven-colored radiance,

now looked as though that berserk power had treated it like a fragile piece of paper,

punching a massive hole clean through it.

Within the hole, a faint black halo slowly spread, like an eerie aura seeping out from the Netherworld.

The seven-colored radiance, as if it had a life of its own, tried to slowly creep toward the massive hole to repair it.

However, along the torn edges, arcs of electricity from the residual Thunderbolt Power lingered. Like a swarm of frantic electric snakes, they continued to spark and dart about, letting out a constant CRACKLE.

This prevented the seven-colored radiance from being able to repair the massive black hole in the sky anytime soon.

However, such a fierce attack seemed to cause no substantial harm to the mighty Shiva.

Shiva merely raised his chin slightly, and a miraculous scene appeared behind him.

The sun and the moon appeared at the same time.

The sun emanated a scorching, fiery-red glow, like a massive, blazing fireball.

The moon, as cold as snow, cast down a silvery-white brilliance.

This wondrous scene, one of yang and one of yin, manifested perfectly behind Shiva, showcasing his unfathomable Divine Power.

Chu He muttered to himself, ’He really can’t be compared to Vishnu. They’re both among the three Supreme Gods, so is the gap between them really this wide? Or does it mean the later they revive, the stronger they are?’

However, he didn’t dwell on these questions for long.

Chu He’s eyes instantly turned razor-sharp as he charged forward again, throwing another punch without hesitation.

Then, his body began to twist in an exceedingly bizarre manner, and one after another, figures of Chu He separated from his original form.

In just a few seconds, the entire sky—high and low, in every direction—was filled with figures of Chu He.

These figures all raised their fists at once, aiming at Shiva, who was surrounded in the center, and unleashed a ferocious punch.

He Transformed and Free Great Method!

In an instant, between heaven and earth, the True Sun Fire and the Thunder Power surged and intertwined like two ferocious flood dragons.

They mixed together violently, as if two extreme elements were locked in a fierce struggle.

Soon, these two powers transformed into an endless sea of lightning and fire.

The sea of lightning and fire left no escape, completely sealing Shiva off. Like a surging tide, it rushed ceaselessly toward Shiva’s true body.

As for the hundreds and thousands of Chu He’s figures, they miraculously vanished after their bizarre twisting.

They all vanished into the sea of lightning and fire, like a group of assassins lurking in the shadows, their traces gone in an instant.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the hundreds and thousands of Chu He’s figures suddenly reappeared behind Shiva.

All their fists rained down on Shiva’s body.

This time, a flicker of emotion finally crossed the face of Shiva, who had remained calm and seemingly indifferent to everything.

It was a look of astonishment,

as if he had never expected Chu He could be so fast.

Furthermore, that vast sea of intertwined lightning and fire was actually able to block the probing of his Supreme Divinity.

The flames within that sea of lightning and fire were especially terrifying.

It seemed that even the tendrils of his Supreme Divinity would be instantly incinerated and refined by the golden flames if they reached inside.

BANG! BANG! BANG!...

A series of explosive impacts, like fists hitting flesh, echoed from within the raging sea of fire.

BOOM!

The dull, immensely powerful sound was like the roar of the heavens and the earth.

Shiva’s figure was sent flying, forcefully knocked back by Chu He’s ferocious fists.

His body traced a miserable arc through the air like a leaf caught in a gale before smashing heavily into the ground.

The violent impact was like an asteroid strike,

gouging out a crater more than ten meters deep.

Around the crater, a dense network of long, fine cracks spread out like a spiderweb, like wounds torn open as the earth itself writhed in agony.

"Shiva got one-shotted? The whole fight hasn’t even lasted ten minutes, has it?"

The online livestream chat erupted in an uproar.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Shiva is one of the three Supreme Gods, and his state of revival is completely different from Vishnu’s. How could he be defeated so easily!"

Netizens with IP addresses from the White Elephant Empire were in a state of shock and denial.

Their faith had suffered a heavy blow, a deep, soul-shaking disbelief.

Meanwhile, netizens from other Empires, especially the Great Xia Empire, mercilessly began to taunt them.

They fired directly at the White Elephant Empire’s netizens: "The facts are right in front of your faces, and you people from the White Elephant Empire are still in denial! Haha!"

At the scene, the reporters who were livestreaming the event were conflicted.

They desperately wanted to point their cameras down into the crater,

eager to see what had become of Shiva after he fell from the sea of lightning and fire.

Had his soul returned to the Western Heaven?

Was he gravely injured, barely clinging to life?

Or had he merely been blasted away by the immense force?

However, they knew they absolutely did not dare to run over and film the scene inside the crater.

Not unless they had a death wish.

Although these reporters were bold, willing to risk life and limb for a payday,

they weren’t completely without fear of death.

WHOOSH!

Just then, a figure shot out like a burning meteor.

It was Chu He, his body wreathed in lightning and golden flames.

His black hair whipped about wildly, like a black banner in a storm.

Chu He’s body was ramrod straight, like an indestructible steel spear.

With unstoppable momentum, he landed heavily in the center of the crater.

When Chu He’s gaze fell upon Shiva in the crater, he found that the god had undergone a world-altering transformation.

A strange black miasma emanated from Shiva’s body, making him look like a malevolent spirit that had crawled out of the Netherworld.

Sharp fangs, glinting with a chilling light that struck fear into the heart, had sprouted from the sides of his mouth.

Atop his flame-like hair rested a sinister skull.

Other skulls formed a sacred thread, draped diagonally across his torso and exuding the stench of death.

In his upper three right hands, he respectively held a trident that gleamed with a cold light, a spiked Wolf Fang Club, and a sharp long spear.

His lowest right hand appeared to hold nothing; its palm faced outward, with the tips of the index finger and thumb gently touching in some kind of mysterious, symbolic gesture.

In his left hands, he held an ancient Long Staff, a Lasso that looked ordinary but contained mystical power, and a severed, ferocious-looking head.

The object held in the right hand positioned before his body was an Hourglass-shaped Hand Drum,

the very Drum Shiva used to beat out a rhythm that seemed to govern creation and destruction.

BANG!

Just as Chu He prepared to charge straight at Shiva,

a figure suddenly appeared before him without any warning.

A hand made an upward-pushing gesture,

and an invisible energy, like a solid, transparent wall, instantly blocked Chu He’s advance.

At the same time, another face and figure gradually materialized in the air.

"Brahma Heaven!"

Yumizakura couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.