“Oh dear, oh dear…” Kisuke Urahara, far away, adjusted his hat brim, and looked at the dark mass of demon soldiers above the canyon, wryly smiling. “Our plan… seems to have been seen through…”

“Heh… I can’t believe you can still laugh…” Though he said that, Su Lou Longsu himself laughed. “Now… we really are in dire straits…”

“Oh, right…” On the other side, Da Ji, standing above the canyon, waved her hand. After a few seconds, a demon general stepped forward and handed a head to her. “There’s something… I’d like to return to you…” As she spoke, she casually tossed the head down into the canyon.

Seeing this, Kongming waved his feather fan, stirring up a visible gust of wind, “blowing” the head to his front.

Then, with one arm, he grabbed the head, examining its features.

Sure enough… the head belonged to the spy who was supposed to cooperate with them from the inside.

“Sending Keiji to be a spy… is certainly your style…” At this moment, Da Ji continued, “Neither a ‘particularly trustworthy’ person, nor a ‘particularly untrustworthy’ person, is suitable for this job… Only someone like Keiji, who is ‘arbitrary and elusive,’ is the most difficult to expose.”

Zhuge Liang did not speak; he knew Da Ji was showing off.

Sima Yi did not speak either; he was thinking about how to salvage the situation.

The Lonely Marquis coughed quietly, simultaneously mourning for Cang in his heart…

Those present with even a little intelligence had already realized that the current situation… was truly terrible.

According to the original plan, their Ultra-Dimensional Army (let’s call them that for now) should have suddenly arrived at the gates of Gu Zhi Castle in full condition. Then, with the help of Maeda Keiji (the undercover guy), they would break into the city in one fell swoop, blocking the demon army’s respawn point and starting a massacre. Next, a small team would… follow Keiji to dismantle the seal.

However…

The actual development was… the most crucial “guide” in this operation had already been killed; and they themselves… had been blocked by tens of thousands of demon soldiers at the bottom of the canyon.

Even if they could use their strength to fight their way out, fighting the demon army here was different from fighting at Gu Zhi Castle. Because Orochi’s army could “revive infinitely,” if the battle line was stretched… the Ultra-Dimensional Army would be continuously worn down and scattered during their advance. By the time they reached Gu Zhi Castle, it would be hard to say how many people would be left.

Next, the demon army just needed to delay and wear them down. Even if the Ultra-Dimensional Army wasn’t completely exhausted… once Orochi returned to the castle, it would all be over.

“Heh heh heh…” Da Ji looked at the expressions of the people in the canyon and laughed triumphantly a few more times. “I’m sure you all understand… your conspiracy has been nipped in the bud. How about this… I’ll give you one more chance…” She paused, her expression slightly straightening. “Among you… is there anyone who wants to join Lord Orochi’s command? This is your last chance… as long as you come over here, I will spare your lives.”

“Ho~ An opportunity…” Feng Bujue was actually a little tempted when he heard this. “This script has been going on for so long… and I still haven’t had any direct conflict with Orochi’s forces. Moreover… Orochi has heard of my name, and… judging from the situation, they’re clearly in a favorable position…”

Although he was tempted, Brother Jue didn’t jump over impatiently. He was still a calm and meticulous person, and he still had some concerns: First, Da Ji’s words… couldn’t be fully trusted. This fox demon was no good person, and she might completely go back on her word and massacre the surrendered generals. Second, according to Brother Jue’s understanding of the *Musou*, *Pili*, and *Dragon Ball* universes… the weakest Boss in the three camps was Orochi. According to common sense, Qitian Di and Frieza were definitely stronger than Orochi. In this day and age… it’s not about being afraid of doing the wrong thing, but being afraid of choosing the wrong side. He must not rush into the wrong camp because of the current situation.

“What? No one’s coming out?” Da Ji waited for about thirty seconds and found that no one was paying attention to her. “Fine… then you…” Her expression turned ferocious. “Just be killed happily!” As she said the last half of her sentence, her gentle “maiden voice” turned into a “queen’s voice.”

*Hua…*

The tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals also clamored under Da Ji’s command, their momentum overwhelming.

“Everyone… since things have come to this…” Zhuge Liang sighed and recited, “We can only fight to the death…”

“Ahem…” The Lonely Marquis also added, “Even though it’s extremely dangerous… the original plan cannot be changed… Please go all out and regroup at the gates of Gu Zhi Castle!”

The Lonely Marquis knew that there might not be a second such “martial arts tournament”; and there would never be a second Leader of the Six Strings. Therefore, the opportunity today could not be replicated… even if they had to bite the bullet and go.

So, the Ultra-Dimensional Army also shouted, their fighting spirit soaring, and a blazing killing intent burst out from the bottom of the canyon, soaring into the sky.

Just at this critical point where a great battle was about to begin and a rain of blood was about to fall…

Time seemed to freeze.

In the sky, the cloud vortex moved slightly.

A pulse of energy rippled out from the clouds above the canyon…

In this instant, both armies above and below the canyon simultaneously felt a terrifying pressure.

Not only them, but every sentient being in the entire other dimension felt it…

…………

“Hmm?” Orochi, who was trapped in the Xuan Gang Sword Strange Formation on the martial arts stage, actually turned his head and looked north. “What is that…” For the first time, a solemn look appeared on his face.

The four people in the formation, although they did not stop the formation, could not help but be distracted and think anxiously.

“It’s him…” Cold sweat appeared in Wind Trace’s palm.

“Is this what a god is…” Musashi Miyamoto thought to himself.

“Such an exaggerated power… In comparison, Rajinshū is simply not worth mentioning…” Kuroko was shocked in his heart.

And Cang… didn’t even want to think about the name of that “person.”

…………

*Di di di— Peng!*

“mLgBd…” Frieza on the edge of Musou Plain said something in an alien language with a similar meaning, and shook his head, shaking off the remains of the battle power detector stuck to his face. “Hmph… The new model with an upper limit of eight digits actually exploded…”

Hearing this, the members of the Ginyu Force standing around him, covering their faces (their detectors had also exploded), all showed shocked expressions.

“This… is… is it really a machine malfunction?” Ginyu was so frightened that his face turned purple (though it was already purple). “The interruption of communication and disappearance of battle power of Cui, Dodoria, and Zarbon… should also be for this reason.”

“Hmph…” Taira no Kiyomori, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, snorted. “Isn’t it too naive to say such a thing?”

“Hmm?” Ginyu turned his head and glared at Taira no Kiyomori. “What do you mean?”

“He’s right.” Even in this situation, Frieza was still very calm and said with a smile, “There’s no point in such self-deception.” He paused for half a second and looked at Ginyu. “Ginyu, take the Special Forces and go north to investigate the situation.” He looked at Taira no Kiyomori again. “Taira, come with me to the martial arts stage… It’s time to meet that ‘Demon King.’”

…………

Returning to the canyon north of Musou Plain…

“Wha… what’s going on?” Da Ji looked up at the sky, and an undisguised fear flowed from her eyes.

“What… exactly is this…” Kisuke Urahara pressed down on his hat, and the eyes under the shadow revealed solemnity.

“Could this be…” Zhuge Liang murmured, “The legendary…”

“I’m sure of it!” Sima Yi turned his head and said to him, “Hahaha… Kongming, I didn’t expect that we would die together here!”

*Deng— Deng—*

Suddenly, a piece of background music began to play, consisting mainly of layered vocal harmonies, majestic and full of迫力 (迫力 *pòlì*: forceful impact).

Upon hearing the music, Feng Bujue knew who was coming… There was only one “person” in this world whose signature music was "God of Destruction."

*Chi chi chi—*

In the blink of an eye, three figures flashed like startled geese, leaping onto the canyon and arriving opposite Orochi’s army.

Buddha Sword Subdues All (佛 *Fó*: Buddhism), Su Lou Longsu (儒 *Rú*: Confucianism), Sword Saint Traces (道 *Dào*: Taoism), the Three Celestials, walking through thick and thin together.

They… were the first to realize the true nature of the power in the sky, so they… were also the first to stand on the front line to face “God” directly.

“My friends… I didn’t expect that in our lifetime, we would be able to see such a sight again,” Su Lou Longsu pondered, looking at the sky.

“This time… I’m afraid it will be more dangerous than last time,” Sword Saint Traces replied.

“Just how strong is the ‘God’s’ true form…” Buddha Sword’s expression was solemn, and his voice revealed a hint of despair.

“What are you talking about?” Da Ji, standing on the opposite side of the canyon, heard their conversation and asked anxiously, “What exactly is that thing up there?”

“Hmph… You’ll see soon,” Su Lou Longsu snorted in response.

Before he finished speaking, there was a roaring sound… tearing through the clouds.

Then, a beam of light fell from the sky, landing on Musou Plain.

A black figure fell suddenly from the beam of light.

At this moment, the earth, the sky, time, and space… all began to tremble.

The “person” in the beam of light did not speak, but only looked down at everything under his feet with a cold gaze. Just like that… a large number of demon soldiers in Orochi’s army were pinned to the ground by his invisible pressure, unable to move.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Xiao Tan looked at the sky, sweating profusely. “What is this pressure… I’m standing here without moving… and I’m actually losing stamina?”

“This is too outrageous…” Even Ruo Yu couldn’t help but make such a comment.

And Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief: “Luckily, I was wise… and didn’t jump to Orochi’s side just now… Less than half a minute later, someone even more ruthless showed up.”

*Boom—*

A moment later, the man in the beam of light finally arrived on Musou Plain.

On Musou Plain, war broke out.

Heroes gathered, and the Emperor arrived.

Swords and halberds appeared, and together they would slay the demons.

The Starlight Array, a scheme to seize the city.

Qitian Di, finally descended.

The moment his toes lightly touched the ground, the entire other dimension… tilted. An unparalleled power swept out like a tsunami, spreading in all directions.

The Three Celestials were prepared for this, and the combined attacks of the Buddha Badge, Purple Dragon Shadow, and Golden Sword, a move called “Three Edges Together,” guarded the canyon entrance, blocking the divine might.

The three of them went all out, barely managing to withstand this wave of impact, so that the people below the canyon were not affected.

But… Orochi’s army suffered a terrible fate. Apart from Da Ji and a very few demon generals who could still resist with their demonic energy, the tens of thousands of demon soldiers behind them were simply like paper, crushed by this impact, suffering heavy casualties…

“The human world… is filthy again.”

The first line that Qitian Di said after standing still was still that famous line that no one could match.

Vast power, not of the mortal realm.

The God of Destruction descended upon the Super-Dimensional Otherworld.

Black robes, black hair, demonic countenance.

Qitian Di did not have the domineering aura of a king, the immortal air of a Taoist, the chivalrous spirit of a knight-errant, the humble wisdom of a Confucian scholar, or the holiness of a Buddhist.

Because… he did not belong to any of these.

Because… he was not human at all.

The domineering aura of a god did not need to be revealed, it existed in the hearts of those who were awed; a god did not need to ask about the Tao, and chivalry was not even worth mentioning; a god did not need to be humble to humans, his wisdom was not something that humans could understand; a god was naturally holy, even if he brought destruction to people.

Most of those who survived the impact looked at Qitian Di in stunned silence, their minds in a semi-blank state.

Even the Three Celestials, who had faced Qitian Di directly in the Bitter Realm, could not help but tremble this time…

Back then, the Qitian Di who descended on the Bitter Realm was only a “divine consciousness,” and until his divine consciousness returned to the Six Heavens Realm… the physical body he occupied, namely the enhanced version of the Holy Demon Fetus, only bore less than half of his power.

And it was this less than half of the power that could already achieve “invincibility under Heaven.”

“This… this guy…” Da Ji, who was seeing the power of Qitian Di for the first time, was pale and trembling violently.

She wanted to escape, but she couldn’t even take a step.

A terrifying thought, for the first time in her life, appeared in her mind—Lord Orochi might lose.

“Kisuke Urahara…” Qitian Di’s second sentence was to call out someone’s name.

Qitian Di rarely bothered to remember other people’s names. Those who could make him remember their names were generally the kind who had “taken one of his moves and still hadn’t died.” There weren’t many people who could meet this condition…

Now, he actually took the initiative to call out Urahara, which made even Kisuke himself feel a little flattered.

“Heh… hehe…” Urahara looked up at Qitian Di from the bottom of the canyon and gave a dry laugh. Even he himself was a little surprised that he could still laugh in this situation. “What do you need me for?”

“Hand over the Hōgyoku.” Qitian Di went straight to the point, stating his request.

As soon as he said these words, Urahara, Zhuge Liang, the Lonely Marquis, Su Lou Longsu, Feng Bujue, and everyone else present who knew the effects of the Hōgyoku all changed their expressions.

“Heh…” Urahara pondered for a few seconds, and then gave another wry smile. His hand also unconsciously rested on a wooden cane on his waist (his Zanpakutō was hidden in the cane). “Can I ask… what you want to use that thing for?”

“You already know the answer, why ask again?” Qitian Di replied in a deep voice.

“Hahaha… you’re right…” Urahara laughed, drawing his sword from the cane and releasing his spiritual pressure. “Then I only have two sentences to say to you…” He paused. “The first sentence… I refuse.” His eyes gradually turned cold. “The second sentence… Even if I die, I will not hand it over to you.”

“Hmm?” Qitian Di looked at him deeply. “Very well… I shall grant your wish.”

With that, Qitian Di raised one hand, and a divine move appeared!

“God’s Flame.”