Chapter 1491: Zhou Yuan Enters the Divine Realm?

In the chaotic void, Zhou Yuan held the person in his arms, his expression icy, and the divine light emanating from his body shocked countless observers.

Everyone could feel that the power erupting from Zhou Yuan's body was not the might of a Saint, but genuine divine power! What did this mean? Had Zhou Yuan broken through to that realm? But how was that possible?!

At this moment, the most shocked individuals were the ancient venerables like Cang Yuan and Jin Luo. Being at the peak of the Saint Realm, they understood more clearly what an insurmountable chasm that step was for them. They had once ambitiously tried everything to ascend, but ultimately ended in dismal failure. It was precisely because they knew the difficulty that they felt such profound disbelief upon witnessing the surging divine power and light emanating from Zhou Yuan. The shock even surpassed the joy that should have been present.

The entire chaotic void was engulfed in dead silence.

Zhou Yuan, however, paid no mind to the silence. He merely lowered his gaze to the person in his arms, his usually cold and stern face involuntarily softening at this moment. The person in his embrace slowly opened their closed eyes once more. This time, however, there was no longer the previous indifference; vivid emotions welled up in those watery eyes.

She gazed blankly at Zhou Yuan, her eyes slowly reddening, and she whispered, "Zhou Yuan, I'm sorry."

Zhou Yuan looked at the person who had suddenly spoken, a stunned expression on his face, then asked with shock, "You... are you Yaoyao? You've recovered?" The emotions in the eyes of the person before him were completely different from when she was the Third God. That deeply ingrained sense of familiarity instantly surged like a tide, overwhelming Zhou Yuan's heart. Ecstasy welled up in his eyes.

A complex expression appeared on Yaoyao's exquisite face. She said, "My divinity has been stripped, so..." She then subtly frowned as a sharp pain emanated from her lower abdomen. It was where the Saint God's trident had wounded her.

Zhou Yuan quickly placed his hand over the wound, circulating divine power to stabilize her injury, then said with a tremor, "Yaoyao, it's good that you're back. It's so good you're back." He held the person in his arms tightly, tears glistening in his eyes. Only after experiencing that loss had he truly understood how important she was to him. He never wanted to feel that desolation again.

Yaoyao reached out her delicate hand and gently caressed Zhou Yuan's face, feeling the depth of his emotions.

"Hehe, what a pair of star-crossed lovers," the Saint God's intrigued laughter suddenly echoed. The Saint God regarded Zhou Yuan with a peculiar gaze, his sight seemingly penetrating all barriers, observing Zhou Yuan thoroughly, inside and out.

"Truly interesting," the Saint God remarked. "Within your divine power, I sense an incredibly familiar aura... Is this the power of one of my will clones and the Absolute God Curse Poison? It must be the Ancestral Dragon Scripture, isn't it? It refined my will clone and the Absolute God Curse Poison to provide you with power. However, even so, you shouldn't be able to enter the Divine Realm... because you lack a divine bone to carry divinity. Yet, you undeniably possess divine power now."

The Saint God stared at Zhou Yuan's body, then narrowed his eyes. "It's a divine substance... Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan, I must say, you truly are a genius. You actually refined a divine substance to act as a vessel for your divine power, all without knowing the greatest flaw of all living beings in the Heavens." At this point, the Saint God couldn't help but clap, saying, "Remarkable. Throughout history, you are the first being from the Heavens capable of reaching this step."

Faced with the Saint God, who had seen through him and highly praised him with just a few glances, Zhou Yuan's expression remained icy. With a wave of his sleeve, divine power roared forth, sweeping away and freeing all the Heaven's experts who had been confined in the chaotic void. The released Heaven's experts immediately retreated, then turned their gazes, filled with ecstasy, towards Zhou Yuan. Judging by the Saint God's previous words, it seemed Zhou Yuan had broken through to the Divine Realm? Didn't that mean he now possessed the power to contend with the Saint God?

The four ancient venerables—Cang Yuan, Jin Luo, Dilong, and Chiji—also had complex expressions, showing both envy and a sense of relief. With the Third God's divinity now absorbed, Zhou Yuan's emergence undoubtedly stabilized the rapidly collapsing morale of the Heavens.

"Master Cang Yuan, you and the army should be ready to retreat at any time," Zhou Yuan told Cang Yuan and the others. His words were calm, yet they seemed to carry an indescribable pressure. For a moment, even the four ancient venerables dared not object.

After giving his instructions, Zhou Yuan looked down at Yaoyao in his arms, then bent to softly kiss her smooth forehead. "You go first," he said.

Yaoyao frantically clutched Zhou Yuan's clothes. "You... you're not his match!" Although Zhou Yuan was currently radiating surging divine power, Yaoyao could still sense that this power was extremely unstable.

Zhou Yuan said nothing. With a wave of his hand, a massive purple-gold beast stepped through the air; it was Tun Tun. At this moment, Tun Tun, evidently, had also recovered its forgotten memories with the awakening of Yaoyao's human nature. So, upon seeing Zhou Yuan, it immediately wagged its tail happily. Zhou Yuan patted the scales on Tun Tun's body, then placed Yaoyao on its back. "Keep your distance," he instructed. Tun Tun responded with a low growl, and with a leap of its four hooves, quickly sped away.

As the army and Yaoyao departed, Zhou Yuan's gaze finally turned to the Saint God. At this moment, crystalline structures, born of divine power, were continuously growing on the Saint God's body, seemingly forming an eggshell-like layer to encase him.

"Zhou Yuan, she's right. You are no match for me. If you were smart, you wouldn't be here right now. That way, you might enjoy a little more final peace," the Saint God said, observing Zhou Yuan with indifferent eyes.

Zhou Yuan did not reply. Instead, the Heavenly Yuan Brush, pulsing with immense divine light, slowly rose and pointed towards the Saint God. Seeing this, the Saint God slowly shook his head and said, "Foolish." A hint of amusement and mockery appeared in his eyes. "Do you think you truly qualify as a god now? No, you're mistaken, Zhou Yuan."

"When heaven and earth were first created, the Ancestral Dragon transformed into all things, but it failed to complete one final step: bestowing divine bones upon the beings of the Heavens. Divine bones can bear divinity and give birth to divine power. Although you found an alternative path, refining a divine substance to replace a divine bone and bear divinity, do you truly believe a divine substance can genuinely substitute a divine bone? You may seem to possess surging divine power now, but in reality, it's like oil on a raging fire—the slightest mistake, and you'll be irrecoverably lost. Therefore, you are no true god. At best, you are merely a..." The Saint God stared at Zhou Yuan, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "A pathetic false god."

"You wish to rescue someone right under my nose, but I... I simply will not allow it. These ants, all of them shall die here today."

The moment his voice fell, vast divine light, like piercing arrows of light, shot through the void, heading straight for the retreating armies of the Heavens. Clearly, the Saint God intended to annihilate the entire Heaven's army right before Zhou Yuan's eyes.