Chapter 829: Unhappy Retribution
However, Zhang Qian did not have time to think about it. He looked outside through the broken jade and saw that the Pantheon had been completely destroyed. Even the passage outside had disappeared, and the huge sinkhole at the end of the passage had become a flat ground.

Swish!
Controlling the broken jade to fly high into the sky, Zhang Qian looked closely and was horrified to find that all the thousands of mountains on the entire Jin'ao Island had disappeared, blown into thick dust. The dust gathered into clouds and rose to a height of thousands of feet, with no end in sight. It blocked the sunlight and made the nearby sea surface as dark as night.

"Ow...!"

A huge muffled roar was heard, and the incredible golden turtle woke up completely. His four claws stepped on the seabed and flapped around, but the huge wound on his back made him lose his mind in pain.

The power of the light spot directly blew off half of the golden turtle's shell. The golden-red blood flowed out and soon gathered into a huge lake. Even though these lakes appeared in twos and threes, there were still hundreds of them.

Rumble!
The gigantic waves rising from the surface of the East China Sea surged towards the direction of the Thirty-Six States. Such huge waves had never been seen before, and it seemed as if they were going to destroy the world. Countless creatures in Xingyun State and other large states along the East China Sea were frightened out of their wits.

Zhang Qian could see that the huge waves were not sea blue at all, but as black as ink, which looked very creepy.

The huge waves carried endless mud and sand from the seabed and rushed towards the thirty-six states with the power to suppress everything.

This is the true power of heaven and earth.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the claws of the Golden Turtle that emerged from the bottom of the sea suddenly began to paddle. He turned in a direction, and his pair of red and violent eyes looked straight in the direction of the Thirty-Six States.

"Not good! What is this golden turtle going to do?"

Zhang Qian was shocked and wanted to stop the terrifying golden turtle, but found that he had no way to do so. The golden turtle was too big, like a small piece of land. Even if Zhang Qian used all his magical powers, he could not cause any harm to the golden turtle. Compared with the huge golden turtle, he was just an inconspicuous little ant, and the golden turtle might not even be able to see him.

Rumble!
Paddling the huge waves, Jin Ao seemingly slowly tried to swim towards the Thirty-Six States at an incredibly fast speed. His movement instantly made the huge waves on the surface of the East China Sea even more vast and terrifying.

Seeing that he was unable to stop the golden turtle's actions, Zhang Qian sighed and secretly regretted approaching the light spot with incredible power.

The light spot is simply the source of destruction of everything, and no one knows where the light spot came from.

"Why is Gu Qingming gone?"

Looking around, there was no sign of life on the razed Jin'ao Island, and no signs of any living creatures.

"Could it be that Gu Qingming turned directly into ashes?"

Just when Zhang Qian was wondering why Gu Qingming had disappeared, a gray streak of light rose into the sky from a distance. The light was extremely fast and flew straight to the sky.

Zhang Qian's heart moved, and without caring about anything else, he chased after him. He dodged the broken jade and did not hide his whereabouts. He turned into a sword light and approached quickly.

The speed of the gray light was not very fast, much slower than Zhang Qian's sword light. It caught up with Zhang Qian soon after he flew out of Jin'ao Island.

The gray light came a little closer, and when he took a closer look, he was immediately shocked.

In the escaping light, there was actually an ancient and desolate divine monument that exuded vast imperial power. It was the Eight Desolate God Monument!

After recognizing the Eight Desolate God-conferring Stele, Zhang Qian's heart skipped a beat and a surge of ecstasy filled his heart. This was an imperial weapon, and one of the most powerful killing weapons among all the imperial weapons.

"Where to run!"

With a low shout, Zhang Qian instantly flew in front of the divine monument. The Tai Chi diagram turned into a golden bridge, spanning the void and heading towards the Eight Desolate God Monument.

Boom!
The next moment, the golden bridge collided with the divine tablet, and the divine tablet's momentum of flight suddenly slowed down. "Could it be that Gu Qingming is dead? Is this divine tablet now ownerless?"

Seeing that the divine monument did not resist at all, Zhang Qian suddenly began to speculate.

Boom boom boom!
The Tai Chi golden bridges fell one after another, and the speed of the divine monument became slower and slower, until it finally stopped completely, just floating in the air, emitting a faint magical light.

"who is it!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from inside the divine monument, which scared Zhang Qian. When he looked carefully, a figure suddenly emerged from the divine monument. The figure was very illusory, just a soul.

"Gu Qingming! How could it be you!?"

The illusory figure was Gu Qingming. At this moment, Gu Qingming looked extremely miserable. Not only was his physical body destroyed, only his soul remained. Moreover, the soul also looked unusual.

"No, you are! You have become the god in the Eight Desolate God Monument!"

Zhang Qian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that Gu Qingming had not only lost his physical body, but perhaps in order to avoid the power of the light spot to destroy everything, his soul hid in the Eight Desolate God Monument. Then, he was unknown what happened, but he was directly transformed into a god by the monument, and a god that was tightly bound by the monument, just like the millions of gods who were once bound in the monument. Those millions of gods were once puppet gods used by Emperor Jie, but now Gu Qingming has suffered the same fate.

Zhang Qian's exclamation made Gu Qingming's face change drastically. His illusory figure flashed and he shouted sternly: "Why didn't you die? How did you escape? I don't believe it!"

Gu Qingming looked somewhat pitiful despite his stern voice and expression.

Zhang Qian shook his head silently: "Is this retribution? Your ancestor, Emperor Jie, killed millions of lives and transformed them into puppet gods, controlling them at will. As the patriarch of the Emperor Jie clan, you have now ended up like this, being transformed into a puppet god by your own imperial weapon. Gu Qingming, do you still remember the arrogant words you said when you trapped me in the Pantheon?"

"Zhang Qian, what do you want to do? I warn you, the Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument is my Emperor Jie's family treasure, and you can't get your hands on it!"

Having lost his physical body and been instinctively transformed into a puppet god by the divine monument, Gu Qingming was extremely panicked, but he was merciless in his words and continued to threaten Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian couldn't help but curl his lips in amusement: "Gu Qingming, have you become stupid as the clan leader? You have become a puppet god now, and you can't even control the Eight Desolate Gods. How can you escape? Accept your fate, I want both this imperial weapon and your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qian stopped talking and flashed, ignoring Gu Qingming's existence and landing close to the Eight Desolate God Monument.

"stop!"

Gu Qingming became anxious, but Zhang Qian ignored him and reached out to touch the Eight Desolate Gods Monument.

hum!
Even though it had become an ownerless object, this divine stele was, after all, a supreme treasure refined by the Emperor Jie. It carried a trace of the Emperor Jie's will and spirituality. As soon as an outsider like Zhang Qian touched the divine stele, the divine stele suddenly vibrated and instinctively wanted to shake Zhang Qian away.

"Really spiritual, Patriarch Gu, don't you think so?"

Gu Qingming's heart was bleeding, but he could only watch. He was now transformed into a puppet god by the divine tablet. Not to mention controlling the divine tablet, he had to be bound and controlled by the divine tablet.

"Zhang Qian, please, this is the imperial weapon of my family. It is extremely important to our family. Without it, our family will be in great danger in this catastrophe. I have offended you before. How about a deal? As long as you return the divine tablet to our family, I swear to the Great Dao that I will give you half of our family heritage!"

(End of this chapter)