Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution
Chapter 1251: 1251: Only Talking About Life and Death

Chapter 1251: Chapter 1251: Only Talking About Life and Death

Lin Shen shattered the Great Emperor’s Divine Artifact, the Yellow Mud Embryo, reversing the situation immediately.

The Star Divine Official went from an overwhelming advantage to a crisis-ridden state, on the brink of becoming history, with just one misstep.

“At this point, if the Great Divine Official doesn’t summon the Great Emperor, the fate of the Star God Palace is pretty much sealed.” Many whispered to themselves.

Few people previously knew the Great Emperor was no longer in the Star God Palace, and most were merely speculative, not daring to verify.

Yet today, nearly everyone has guessed something is amiss with the Great Emperor. Otherwise, why hasn’t he been summoned yet?

Even the divine finger summoned by Shi Zhongqing was met with suspicion.

If it truly belonged to the Great Emperor, how could it be stopped by the Ten Directions Heavenly Venerate? Only the Eastern Extreme Qinghua Emperor, master of the Ten Directions Relief Sufferings Scripture, might suffice.

Other Great Divine Officials had not even summoned a finger, raising further suspicion.

Lin Shen glanced at the divine finger confronting Di Esi; normally, he should assist Di Esi in breaking it to expose that the Great Emperor is absent.

At that time, the cosmic heroes would rise together, ensuring the Star God Palace’s demise.

Yet Lin Shen hesitated; theoretically, six Great Emperors shouldn’t be within Star God Palace anymore, so there was nothing to fear.

However, Lin Shen genuinely saw the Jade Emperor. Despite repeated attempts to summon that led only to a finger’s appearance, he visited the Celestial Court and met the Jade Emperor, feeling something was still off.

His gaze shifted, as Lin Shen, grasping Death Powder and carrying the Scrap Sword, headed towards Great Divine Officer Shi Zhongqing at the Central Heaven Star Divine Palace, protected simultaneously by the Realm God and Luo God.

Seeing Lin Shen approach, the strong surrounding Shi Zhongqing withdrew.

Witnessing Lin Shen’s explosive blow to the Yellow Mud Embryo, they were convinced of his strength, assured he would successfully confront Shi Zhongqing.

More importantly, though they besieged Shi Zhongqing without gaining advantage, several were subdued and turned into beasts by him. Lacking retreat options, fear crept into them.

While both were Great Divine Officials, Shi Zhongqing was clearly on a different level.

“We’ll help you slay him,” an elder from a major lineage offered, pulling back to leave Lin Shen to face Shi Zhongqing.

“Go assist the others first; leave this to me,” Lin Shen responded while eyeing Shi Zhongqing.

The crowd, without hesitation, moved towards the other besieged Great Divine Officials.

“Great Divine Officer Shi, who would’ve thought we’d arrive at today,” Lin Shen remarked, holding off his strike as he observed Shi Zhongqing.

“Words are meaningless now; only one can emerge victorious. Let’s see who laughs last,” Shi Zhongqing replied with indifference.

Seeing Shi Zhongqing’s coldness, Lin Shen swallowed the words he intended, signifying a silent lament.

Indeed, Shi Zhongqing wasn’t wrong; matters reached such severity that neither side could retreat, constrained to fight on opposite fronts.

If Lin Shen’s side lost, all participating families faced obliteration.

Conversely, Shi Zhongqing’s defeat meant the end for the Star God Palace, with no escape from retribution from those loyal to it.

Words were futile; only victory or defeat mattered, determining fate—complete triumph or eternal ruin.

Gripping Death Powder tightly, Lin Shen fixed his gaze on Shi Zhongqing, gradually raising the red-glowing powder like a deathly torch.

Without hesitation, Lin Shen thrust his spear—a combination of his cultivation, Hundred Percent Hit Formula, Death Powder’s skill, alongside his terrifying Strength Attribute.

Such an attack could penetrate even the Great Emperor’s Divine Artifact, let alone mortal flesh.

With the Hundred Percent Hit Formula in play, Shi Zhongqing lacked any avenue to dodge, forced to confront directly.

Watching the spear shattering the void, Shi Zhongqing remained composed, waving his sleeve, transforming it into a heavenly curtain, enveloping the entirety, fabricating an isolated space.

Formerly, Lin Shen might’ve been trapped within the sleeve’s realm, but bestowed with peak cosmic strength and skill, escape was assured.

Death Powder charged forward with inexorable force, piercing Shi Zhongqing’s enveloping sleeve as its spatial integrity shattered, the spearhead shooting towards his throat.

The crowd saw a flash of red as the spear’s tip pressed against Shi Zhongqing’s throat, its light flickering without contacting his skin.

Not due to Shi Zhongqing’s Secret Technique, but because Lin Shen refrained from thrusting.

“Great Divine Officer Shi, considering your past care, should you leave, I won’t hinder you,” Lin Shen offered.

Shi Zhongqing burst into laughter, increasingly manic, before eventually calming.

“Why laugh?” Lin Shen frowned, querying.

“I laugh at your naivety; my care was transactional, exploited for mutual benefits, while you took it to heart,” Shi Zhongqing replied.

“Provocation is ineffective; you can’t sway my emotions,” Lin Shen retorted calmly.

“You truly believe the Great Emperor absent renders you invincible, do you?” Shi Zhongqing asked, gradually reaching into his sleeve to retrieve his fortune-telling turtle shell and Copper Coin.

Putting the Copper Coin in the turtle shell, Shi Zhongqing shook it gently, each movement causing Lin Shen’s heart to thump and mind to contract, reverberating through space.

Lin Shen sensed shifts but didn’t regret abstaining from a decisive strike; human sentiment fulfilled, focus returned solely to life and death outcomes.

Determinedly, Lin Shen thrust his spear towards Shi Zhongqing’s hands clutching the turtle shell.

Faced with an attack potent enough to demolish the Great Emperor’s Divine Artifact, Shi Zhongqing appeared oblivious, continuing to shake the shell.

When Death Powder contacted the shell, the Copper Coin was already extending outward.

Three outer round inner square Copper Coins emitted supernatural glows, confronting Death Powder’s surge.

The spearhead plunged into the first coin’s square hole, the feeling of Death Powder in Lin Shen’s hand altered.

Death Powder twitched, sequentially piercing three coins’ holes, which somehow lined perfectly on Death Powder’s shaft.

Death Powder halted unexpectedly, akin to a racing car suddenly braking.

Ultimately, Death Powder ceased near the turtle shell—not Lin Shen’s intent, yet stopped it remained.

“Though manpower can’t exceed heaven, human brains pale before Smart Brains, humanity holds one advantage: mysticism unexplained by Smart Brain.” Shi Zhongqing observed the trembling but stalled Death Powder smilingly, elaborating: “My Money Divination embodies such complexity. Coins present yang outwardly, yin inwardly, balanced between opposing forces, forming an Absolute Trigram—death becomes life. If Heaven prevents my demise, perhaps you’re incapable of killing me today, regardless of your techniques or formidable strength, all prove futile as Heaven opposes my death.”