Chapter 963: The World Has No Enemies

Another amber-colored divine core was cut open by Chu Feng's sword and then disintegrated by his Lesser Six Paths Time Art. It appeared like a shower of golden rain, sparkling and shimmering as it fell over the area. Chu Feng's body seemed insatiable; all his pores opened wide, completely absorbing the luminous rain of divine energy. Around him, a golden spiritual mist evaporated, appearing hazy yet brilliant.

This was the seventh divine core he had absorbed. Even though they were incomplete, the accumulation of so many was formidable, enough to create three or four deities. There was one last core, more complete, shaped like a golden heart. It radiated vibrant life force and was suffused with divine energy, whose concentration was astonishingly high.

Chu Feng did not hesitate; he acted again, splitting it apart. Soon, he was enveloped by a luminous rain formed from golden-hued symbols of order, like brilliant little sprites dancing around him, which Chu Feng comprehended and absorbed.

He made rapid progress in the divine realm, his power growing at an astonishing rate. This was certainly not an ordinary divine state; he felt that if he had to categorize it, he was close to the elite among gods—a Divine General!

Finally, he stood up tall, having already disintegrated all the divine cores, refined them into divine substance, and integrated them into his flesh, blood, and soul light. Now, every inch of Chu Feng's flesh and blood contained divinity, filled with boundless energy. Once unleashed, he could effortlessly annihilate an entire race.

He was very satisfied. This evolution was astonishing: the activity of his cells surged throughout his body, golden symbols shone on his bones, terrifying energy permeated his cells, and his soul light was brilliant, like immortal radiance. He felt in peak condition; now, even if a deity attacked, he would be fearless, able to roam freely across this foreign land.

He went to check on the little Vermilion Bird, to see how it was doing. As he had instructed, the little Vermilion Bird did not directly absorb the divine core but was struggling to disintegrate it. However, limited by its strength, its efficiency was not high. For it, the divine core was too hard; even with a divine blade in hand, cutting it open was strenuous. The sound of clanging echoed ceaselessly in this place, and divine light splattered everywhere.

"Let me help you," Chu Feng said, walking over. He used a captured divine sword to cut the divine beast core, but even so, the fragments were still not fine enough for the little Vermilion Bird. "We'll have to ask Senior Fox for help," Chu Feng said, looking at the stone fox.

The limping Heavenly Venerate was puzzled, but soon, it understood how Chu Feng intended for it to assist. Chu Feng simply… picked it up and vigorously smashed it against the divine beast core with loud thuds, then used it to grind the fragments.

"You immortal of infinite calamity, you brat… I'll kill you!" The stone fox was so angry its nose almost twisted. It was only because it was unable to move easily; otherwise, it would have certainly gotten angry with him and settled all old and new scores. It was truly exasperating and infuriating for it.

"Please bear with it, Senior," Chu Feng explained. "This is the only way to grind the divine beast core into powder; no one else can do it but you!"

"I'll chop you into pieces!" the stone fox gnashed its teeth.

This was truly not treating a Heavenly Venerate with respect. He actually used it as a stone hammer, then as a grinding tool, reducing it to a primitive instrument, smashing things with loud thuds. It was truly detestable and infuriating. Even the little Vermilion Bird stared blankly, momentarily losing its focus, utterly at a loss for words.

"Hmm, someone's coming," Chu Feng said. "Little red bird, you cultivate and evolve here. Senior, please protect it. I'll go meet the enemy!" Chu Feng then decisively ran off.

"You little brat, get back here! I'll beat you to death!" The stone fox raged furiously from behind, truly wanting to smash Chu Feng with itself.

The Martial God arrived, the Dark Moon Goddess also appeared, and the Witch God descended, reaching deep into this underground area, outside the forbidden zone, to apprehend the Yin Spirit Chu Feng. For the past two hundred years, Yin Spirits had been causing constant trouble. Over a hundred years ago, the Young Martial God died; seventy-two years ago, the heirs of two deities were slain; and recently, several Sons of Gods perished, with even several divine artifacts lost.

This was a major event. A group of Illumination-level figures were dispatched, among them even demigods, wielding divine artifacts to unleash true divine might. Yet they still perished, everyone annihilated, which made them realize the gravity of the situation. Fortunately, before their deaths, those individuals had burned divine communication talismans, informing them of what had transpired here. Therefore, several great deities came together to kill him. Even if it alarmed the divine beasts in the abyss, they couldn't concern themselves with it anymore. In their view, this Yin Spirit Chu Feng had grown too quickly, already threatening them. They decided they must completely slay him before he achieved godhood.

The underground world was vast, more peaceful than the surface, and not dark at all, with majestic mountains, golden waterfalls cascading down, and great rivers roaring as they rushed into the distance. It was exceptionally magnificent. However, the deities' expressions turned grim. They clearly sensed that Chu Feng, this so-called Yin Spirit, had achieved godhood; he was not an Illumination-level being at all. They were one step too late!

Unfortunately, they had searched for many years in the past but found nothing. Not long ago, that group of deceased Sons of God had only just found this place. Otherwise, how could they have tolerated this Yin Spirit growing to such a degree? Of course, the reason Chu Feng was discovered was also because the commotion from his tribulation was too great, eventually attracting outsiders.

"Why do you have a physical body?" the Martial God asked. He was a majestic middle-aged man, tall with thick golden hair and exceptionally sharp eyes. This was not only his question but also the doubt of everyone present. Records in this world about Yin Spirits from beyond the heavens never mentioned them having physical bodies, and Chu Feng was an exception.

Seeing Chu Feng remain silent, the Dark Moon Goddess, with her lustrous purple hair, carried a cold aura and an air of detachment. She stood in mid-air, looking down at him, saying, "Just capture him and make him confess while kneeling."

The Witch God was the most direct. He was an elder who secretly cast a witchcraft spell, imbued with mysterious colors, quite different from the mainstream evolution paths, resembling a curse. A strange, eerie green light suddenly appeared before Chu Feng, enveloping him. This was a killing move; once these witchcraft runes infiltrated one's flesh and blood, even a god would lose more than half their life.

Chu Feng activated his Lesser Six Paths Time Art. In an instant, it was as if vast stretches of pure white feathers danced around his body, carrying sacred radiance, cutting through all the green light.

"Hmm?!" The Witch God was startled. This was just a junior who had recently become a god, yet he could so easily break his divine art; it was no small feat.

The Martial God and Dark Moon Goddess also had eyes like lightning, instantly realizing something was amiss. All of them remained silent and decisively went for the kill; they had to eliminate this Yin Spirit by any means necessary.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Martial God transformed, now having four heads and eight arms. Flying spears, golden in color and boiling with divine energy, appeared in all his hands. He violently hurled them. In an instant, forty-eight golden short spears flew out one after another, intending to pin Chu Feng in the void. They were incredibly fast; the air exploded, and the void itself was pierced, like forty-eight golden divine rainbows shooting forth!

The Moon Goddess flipped her hand and took out a precious mirror. A silver-white beam shone, attempting to fix Chu Feng in place. This was her divine treasure; once struck by its mirror light, even a god's movements would slow down.

At the same time, the Witch God also launched an attack. An ancient, crimson great bow appeared in his hand, and he actually nocked a peach wood arrow, swiftly shooting it. In an instant, mournful weeping sounds echoed throughout the area; this was a mysterious ancient cursed bow and arrow.

The sudden decisive battle thus erupted, without much preliminary probing. Chu Feng rapidly shifted his body, but the flying spears were too numerous, covering the area. Most critically, the Dark Moon Goddess's silver-white divine mirror had locked down the void, nearly fixing him in place, preventing him from directly breaking free from this area. The light emitted by the silver-white mirror contained laws that could restrain deities, enveloping this space. At such a critical moment, if it were an ordinary god, they would surely be restrained and then instantly killed by the other two!

Chu Feng's body was suffused with profound and vast divine power, freeing him from the restraint. Moreover, his Lesser Six Paths Time Art radiated auspicious light, absorbing all divine particles and Dao Ancestor substances, breaking through the so-called god-restraining domain. The golden divine sword in his hand surged with light, constantly clashing with the flying spears. At the same time, he struck the Witch God's trump card—the peach wood divine arrow—sending sparks flying and causing it to flip away.

"Not good!" The expressions of the several individuals changed. This Yin Spirit was actually so powerful after achieving godhood, even more formidable than the Martial God, who had the deepest cultivation among them. The situation was extremely grim.

Twelve divine wings appeared behind Chu Feng, all formed from sword qi. These were sword wings; with a gentle flap, overwhelming sword light surged forward. In an instant, clanging sword cries resonated through the nine heavens, and terrifying sword qi shot out, as if hundreds of thousands of divine swords had appeared at that moment, all moving forward, either cleaving, flying, or sweeping.

The Dark Moon Goddess was struck by a sword; a snow-white forearm was almost severed, with blood gushing out. The Martial God parried. A golden battle spear, no longer a short flying spear but his strongest weapon, appeared in his hand. When wielded, it created a light barrier woven from symbols of order, yet his shoulder still bled, pierced through with a hole. The crimson great bow in the Witch God's hand glowed. His body staggered as he blocked the impact of the sword wings, but he was ultimately wounded, with a bloody hole in his chest.

In just this brief exchange, the three gods were wounded. Although all were minor injuries—and they could regenerate from a drop of blood to heal their bodies—it was enough to illustrate the gravity of the situation. The three of them had suffered losses even when working together; this was truly a terrifying matter.

The three no longer held anything back. They all unleashed their most powerful trump cards. Now it wasn't a question of how they would kill the Yin Spirit Chu Feng, but rather how they would survive. Chu Feng had a clear understanding. From the brief exchange, he already understood their power levels; even the strongest Martial God was only close to the Divine General tier.

"Kill!" Chu Feng lightly shouted as the battle became increasingly effortless for him. He was testing some techniques he had comprehended after becoming a god, which were evolved from the Lesser Six Paths Time Art.

Void Reflection!

As he wielded his sword, his identical figures appeared in all directions, while the sword qi they unleashed was real, surrounding the three divine-level experts.

"This is... a technique of the legendary Evil Venerate, an introductory method!" the Dark Moon Goddess screamed in alarm. The Six Paths Evil Venerate was the most powerful and ancient progenitor of this world, who pioneered various exotic arts, the most powerful of which was naturally the Six Paths Time Art. It was rumored that mastering this art would make one immune to strange substances and prevent misfortune in old age. However, in the end, this progenitor himself died tragically, hunted down by a joint effort of great powers from the Yang World, which also led to the loss of this art.

After the Dark Moon Goddess screamed, horror ensued. A sword light pierced through her glabella, immobilizing her. No matter how her soul light boiled, she couldn't break free; she could only watch as Chu Feng used the Lesser Six Paths Time Art to absorb her divine particles, Dao Ancestor substances, and other energies.

"Kill!" Chu Feng roared.

At this moment, the situation was decided. No matter how desperately the Martial God and Witch God fought, it changed nothing. In the end, blood splattered everywhere in this area, and all three divine-level experts were slain, not one remaining. Dense divine particles enveloped Chu Feng, and Dao Ancestor substances permeated the air. All were gathered around him as he refined them with the Lesser Six Paths Time Art, and his cultivation rapidly increased. At this moment, the activity of his cells surged, and with a 'click', he felt a barrier open.

He knew he had become an elite among gods—a Divine General! No longer merely close, but truly reaching this level, his power naturally surged. Having slain gods and transcended, he could truly set off now. He should return to the Netherworld Universe. Calculating the time, a year had passed, and he wondered how his homeland was doing.