Chapter 902: Parricide of the Gods

**Chapter 904: God Slayer**

A shower of brilliant, endless light quickly descended, shimmering with countless golden specks, dense like a myriad of runes, covering the thirteenth small world.

The big black dog vanished in a puff of dust, Duan De fled clutching his head, and Ye Fan and the others also blanched, running frantically. They now knew what it was, and it was utterly terrifying.

At that moment, the golden rain in the sky intensified, revived and gleaming. Each speck was like a dazzling divine lamp, emitting a clanging sound, the noise of light particles colliding, like the ringing of metal.

"Ah..." Screams filled the air as people scrambled to flee in all directions. Everyone felt an impending disaster. These things could penetrate divine power and devour one's essence, energy, and spirit.

Most people didn't recognize them, but a few living fossils cried out in horror, warning their companions: "These are God-Slaying Bugs! Do not touch them! Flee quickly!"

God-Slaying Bugs—it was a terrifying name; anyone who truly knew of them would surely blanch at the mere mention.

"Ah..." Screams echoed all around. Protective true energy was utterly useless; the golden rain fell, covering bodies and devouring the essence from their flesh and blood, not even sparing their primordial spirits.

People trembled, conjuring various magical artifacts to fight them, but the alien insects were incredibly fierce and terrifying, nearly impossible to stop. Each bug, as long as a finger, appeared to be wearing golden armor, its shell so hard that even powerful cultivators found it difficult to shatter.

"Don't attack with your physical bodies!" someone yelled. "These things can only be refined using cultivation and fundamental laws!"

However, who dared to stop and calmly refine them at such a moment? Even if one person could refine dozens, how could they possibly cope with such an endless and boundless shower of light?

At this moment, everyone saw the treasure box, forged from five-colored refined iron, which resembled a honeycomb. It had numerous small holes, from which even more God-Slaying Bugs were emerging.

Moreover, it was clear that the box contained spatial order chains, akin to a small world, far larger than imagined. Heaven knew how many alien insects it held.

A living fossil roared, submerged by the golden light rain. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't escape the calamity; his seven orifices were pierced, and even his primordial spirit was consumed.

This was merely one scene among countless others; it was unknown how many people tragically perished, turning into dust amidst the sky-filling golden rain. This was a terrifying demonic land, and every speck of light was a death omen.

These bugs were thumb-sized, their bodies covered in tiny golden scales, resembling small Flood Dragons, albeit without horns.

Ye Fan and his group could only flee. It was not advisable to use inherited holy weapons here, as various sects had already made an agreement upon entering. With so many people present, if word got out, it could lead to significant trouble later.

This wasn't Ye Fan's first encounter with these alien insects; he had previously encountered them with Duan De and Dongfang Ye in the Immortal Mansion world of Zhongzhou, though there were only a few dozen then. Now, they were everywhere, covering the sky and earth. No one could resist them; frantic escape was the only option.

Among the fleeing masses, Hua Yunfei was the first to rush into the fourteenth small temple world; he had been the first to sense and discover the God-Slaying Bugs.

Ye Fan and his group were the second batch. Seeing that they were not far from the stone gate, Duan De suddenly stopped and declared, "These are legendary divine insects! Their value is comparable to an ancient scripture. If nurtured for a few thousand years, a pure-blooded God-Slaying Bug might even be born."

At that moment, Duan De's hands were itching for mischief. He made a decision that everyone else would utterly detest: he pulled out a divine object, which turned out to be a Treasure-Gathering Basin, and turned back to collect the five-colored refined iron treasure box.

"Duan Fatty, what are you doing?"

"These divine insects have all left their nest," he explained. "The treasure box likely contains divine eggs, which are priceless. If you want to tame these creatures, you can only start from their eggs."

Pure-blooded God-Slaying Bugs, it was said, could even silently devour gods. Almost nothing could stop them; they could bite through and slay anything.

Although the golden alien insects before them were powerful, they were not true divine insects. Their ancestral blood was thin, and they were in a primitive state, far from comparable to their ancient progenitors.

Legend has it that in ancient times, a saint successfully nurtured a few semi-divine insects—not true ancestral insects—which, along with him, caused an awakened Primordial King to disintegrate and perish.

"Buzz!" The five-colored refined iron was collected. Duan De was so delighted his nose almost bubbled. Just this precious box alone was enough to tempt a saint, being divine material of the same rank as Great Luo Silver Essence. The divine insect eggs inside were even more priceless; if true pure-blooded ancestral insects could be nurtured, they would be nigh invincible.

They rushed into the fourteenth small temple world, but the crisis had not subsided. The sky-filling light rain followed them, abandoning everyone else and concentrating solely on Ye Fan's group.

"Duan Fatty, your hands are too greedy!"

"Damn it, grave robber, aren't you afraid your hands will rot off?"

Everyone wanted to strangle him; he had truly invited disaster. Just moments ago, the God-Slaying Bugs were scattered, but now they had all converged, forming cascading golden waterfalls.

Who could possibly stop so many divine insects? This was fatal; they were almost completely overwhelmed.

"Such good people, they actually saved us like this!"

"Who are those people? Are they holy monks from the Western Desert? They truly sacrificed themselves to hell to save us!"

Ye Fan, the Black Sovereign, and the others wanted to vomit blood upon hearing those words from afar. They wanted even more to flay Duan De alive; that scoundrel's hands were too mischievous and had brought about a great disaster.

"Damn it, these bugs are too vengeful, aren't they? Is it really necessary to chase us like this?" Duan De grimaced; his buttocks, shoulders, and chest had all been pierced, with blood flowing freely.

"It's your greedy hands; quickly throw that box away!" the old blind man exclaimed. Even he was injured and bleeding profusely; the situation was critical.

"How could I possibly throw it away?" Duan De retorted, clutching the box and refusing to let go. "This is comparable to an Emperor's scripture! Daoist Master here recently excavated an ancient text from an old tomb that contained records about these divine insects. It says that if they're nurtured for ten thousand years using special methods, true ancestral insects can be bred. I wouldn't trade it for an Emperor's ancient scripture!" As he spoke, his fingers were pierced, revealing even more God-Slaying Bugs still in the nest.

Qi Luo, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "I agree these bugs have immeasurable value. Although we cannot live for ten thousand years, we can raise them and leave them for future generations. When our Heavenly Court eventually rules the world, we will possess an additional supreme deterrent."

"Then let's use the inherited holy weapons," Dongfang Ye said, preparing to take out his wolf-tooth mace.

"Let me do it," Ye Fan said, activating the nine-colored flames within the Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi. The golden light rain fell in vast numbers as he burned them, but there were simply too many. The bugs stopped approaching and began to surround them instead.

Ye Fan urged, "Duan Fatty, quickly take out the divine eggs and throw away the five-colored refined iron! Otherwise, there are simply too many bugs; we'll never kill them all!"

Duan De was extremely unwilling, as the five-colored refined iron was also divine material. However, he couldn't withstand the sheer number of God-Slaying Bugs. Screaming like a pig being slaughtered, he pulled out a pile of golden divine eggs, sustaining considerable injuries, and then reluctantly threw away the treasure box.

By this time, they had already escaped to the sixteenth small temple world. Duan Fatty's hands looked as if they'd been gnawed by a dog, and he grimaced in pain.

Upon arriving here, they finally escaped the God-Slaying Bugs and let out a sigh of relief. The whole group began to scold him for his mischievous hands.

"We originally thought these things were extinct, with only a few dozen left in the Immortal Mansion world," someone exclaimed. "We never imagined there would be such a terrifying nest in the ancestral temple! The ancient Feathered Divine Dynasty was indeed formidable; they must have nurtured true pure-blooded ancestral insects!"

Fearing any mishaps in the ancestral temple, they began to divide the spoils, each carefully taking some of the crystal-clear divine eggs to keep on their person.

"Where are the Heavenly Prince, Hua Yunfei, and Li Xiaoman?" They turned back, intending to settle scores with the three, but they were already gone, having all fled during the chaos.

"Since they've entered, we'll encounter them sooner or later," Pang Bo said, filled with doubt and surprise. "By the way, they aren't here for the five-colored altar too, are they?"

"Hurry up and go!" Everyone's expression changed.

This place was the ancestral temple of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, the most sacred site. It contained not only the insights of ancient sages but also all secret records, making it highly probable that the Feathering Scripture could be found here.

What Ye Fan most worried about was others getting there first, finding the various textual inscriptions and carvings of the five-colored altar within the temple. If they were to successfully cross star regions and bring the flames of war to Earth because of this, it would be an utter disaster.

They continuously pushed through levels, carefully avoiding various troubles, and arrived inside the twenty-first ancient temple. There were a total of thirty-six layers, not to mention the countless ancient palaces and small worlds within.

"Something's not right," Duan De muttered. He had prepared many materials beforehand, expecting to encounter ghosts upon entering, but all he had seen were living creatures.

They continued onward, soon reaching the twenty-seventh layer, where they increasingly felt something was amiss. It had been a smooth journey so far, with no dangers whatsoever.

As they stepped into the twenty-eighth small temple world, the void silently tore open, and a golden divine sword chopped down vertically, aimed directly at Ye Fan's glabella. The sky collapsed and the earth shattered; its astonishing power moved with extreme speed.

Inherited holy weapon!

Someone could no longer hold back, using such a terrifying weapon to launch a sneak attack. There had been no prior fluctuations, and it had almost completely evaded everyone's spiritual senses.

"Boom!" The Hell-Subduing Soul Tower shot up. It was snow-white and crystalline, forged from the essence of five dao bones left behind by five deceased Killing Saints. Its power was immense, instantly blocking the golden divine sword.

Simultaneously, Qi Luo rose defying the heavens, disappearing into the void as he gave chase. A clanging sound echoed from afar.

Before long, he returned, but unlike last time, he did not bring back a bloody head; the opponent had escaped.

"There was a Killing Saint's primordial spirit in that golden divine sword!"

Everyone was startled. A saint had not manifested themselves but had instead imbued a primordial spirit into a golden holy weapon and given it to a subordinate king—this was indeed a fierce and potent form of attack.

People found Qi Luo increasingly unfathomable; he could probably become a saint at any moment. But this was a good thing, giving them more confidence.

Not long after, they proceeded cautiously, arriving at the thirtieth small temple world. They found some clues, and after careful discussion, unanimously agreed that the four great divine dynasties and the Yaoguang Holy Land had most likely entered long ago.

"The divine temple hasn't been emptied by them, has it?"

"No, they seem to have stopped here and didn't go deeper," Duan De said. He took out his divine mirror, obtained from an ancient tomb and polished from the frontal bone of a human great saint, which could reconstruct certain scenes.

Through the bone mirror, they could see some blurry figures lingering there for a long time before finally departing.

"So, the real danger is in these last six layers of ancient temples," someone concluded. "Even they didn't dare to act rashly; they want to use the power of everyone else."

The stone door leading to the thirty-first layer was tightly closed. Inside, it felt as though ancient beasts lurked, as if it connected to the netherworld, emitting wisps of an eerie aura.

"Something's not quite right," they mused for a long time. Then they retreated far back, used a divine hammer to smash open the stone door, and peered inside.

Ahead, it was completely dark, yet the sound of rain could be heard, as if it were a real, vast world. In the night rain, blurry figures moved about.

"There's something alive in there! What is it?!"

It was very strange inside; even the Heavenly Eye ability was suppressed, as if divine chains of order were densely spread throughout the void.

"Boom!" The heavy rain poured down, and several streaks of bloody lightning intertwined in the night sky, illuminating everything inside. Everyone's expression changed, and they stumbled backward, quickly closing the stone door.

"What's going on?"

In the muddy night rain illuminated by bloody lightning, they saw several teams of soldiers in ancient armor, carrying black iron halberds, spears, and other weapons, patrolling.

"Those are the armor of the Heavenly Soldiers of the Feathered Divine Dynasty from over two hundred thousand years ago," Ji Ziyue said, her beautiful eyes gleaming with an incredible look. "They are the so-called Heavenly Soldiers!" Before coming here, she had consulted various materials and ancient texts in the Ji family's scripture pavilion and had seen this type of armor.

Everyone was stunned.

"Have you noticed that everything we've seen since we came in has been alive?" someone asked. "Could it be that those soldiers are also...?"

"Something's not right, very not right," Duan De said, shaking his head and pacing back and forth. "I found a strange record in an ancient great tomb that said the Feathered Divine Dynasty ended its own rule, rather than being destroyed by others. It wanted to carry out a heaven-defying major event in secret. Could it be true?!"