Chapter 971: Father and Son Join Forces to Slay the God

Chufeng appeared in the dark and silent depths of the universe. No one knew of his return.

Sea Yin Star, not a large planet, but a relatively well-known life-bearing world with a Level 6 evolutionary civilization. In ancient times, this place was incredibly prosperous. The Haitian Clan was rooted here, once consistently ranking among the top fifteen in the universe, but now they were much more in decline.

Chufeng arrived, golden runes flickering in his fiery eyes. He stared at the boundless ocean before him, having come to confront the Haitian Clan. Before leaving, he intended to deal with the "guides" of the Netherworld—those who had actively surrendered to the Yang Realm and eagerly offered information about him and his relatives. He had learned about this from the soul-light of the Yang Realm Saints he had slain. He also knew that several Gods had appeared in the Netherworld, and he intended to eliminate them all.

The water parted, and massive waves crashed tens of thousands of feet high, scattering the clouds in the sky and revealing a cluster of vibrant red, crystal-clear coral palaces on the seabed.

"Who's there?" Many people, mostly elders, rushed out of the palaces. They had been in a meeting, discussing how to develop their influence after entering the Yang Realm. They were one of the first clans to surrender to the Yang Realm and had proven highly efficient, which earned them a promise of entry into the Yang Realm, even if their clan didn't possess particularly extraordinary Netherworld beings.

"Hmm?!" Upon seeing Chufeng, they instantly felt a chill run from head to toe, their hearts filled with terror. They knew best what they had done. Had they not immediately provided all sorts of information, allowing the Yang Realm to grasp and deduce everything about Chufeng, perhaps not so many people would have died.

Chufeng's expression was cold, filled with intense hatred. He had no prior connection or enmity with this clan, yet at a crucial moment, they acted as guides, taking advantage of the situation and causing the deaths of those close to him.

"Poof!" Chufeng stomped his foot. The sea surface for hundreds of miles around this area sank, and those individuals were crushed into dust, their bodies and souls utterly destroyed.

"Who dares to trespass on my Haitian Clan territory!" Beneath the seabed, in another underground palace, an old man with disheveled hair opened his eyes, two golden beams shooting forth from the ancient crypt. The seabed exploded. The old man's aura from beneath the earth was chaotic, fluctuating between strong and weak. When his energy density was high, it reached the Illumination Realm. This was an old monster with limited lifespan, who had been in seclusion. He had internal injuries and had actually reached the Illumination Realm many years ago.

Behind him were two others, who had originally been his apprentices but were now aged and had become Saints. This was also why the Haitian Clan was restless. As the Netherworld declined and powerful figures from other clans vanished, they still had an Illumination-level old monster presiding over them. Naturally, they grew unwilling to remain dormant and sought to restore their former glory.

"He is Chufeng!" a Saint reported, the former apprentice having become a Saint.

"Chufeng, haha, are you seeking death?!" The Illumination-level old monster clearly hadn't grasped the current situation. In his eyes, Chufeng was still at the Quasi-Saint level a little over a year ago, at most a Saint, and therefore not a threat. Even if he came knocking, it would be suicide. Normally, this would be true; no one could break through from the Saint level to the Illumination Realm in a single year. It was simply unrealistic.

The old monster, disheveled, ascended into the sky, gazing coldly at Chufeng as if looking at a dead man. To him, such an attack, slaughtering his clansmen, was unforgivable. He felt no remorse for having decided to be a "guide." He didn't care how many people close to Chufeng had died. In his mind, it was a matter of the strong preying on the weak. He believed that even if the other party were utterly annihilated, they deserved it, proving that the Haitian Clan's choice to align with the strong was absolutely correct. Now, he saw Chufeng as a weakling, foolishly coming to their doorstep to court death.

He slapped forward, unleashing laws that radiated light across the void, intending to imprison Chufeng and shatter him into pieces. However, he quickly sensed something was wrong. After his Illumination-level energy erupted, the other party remained completely still, solid as a mountain. Instead, Chufeng extended a hand, easily grabbing him and lifting him up. It was too effortless, instantly making the old man's scalp tingle with fear and his skin crawl.

Then, his physical body and soul-light fractured inch by inch. He rapidly disintegrated and exploded.

"As fellow Illumination-level beings, your choice was fundamentally different from that of Thunder Duke, Heavenly Blade, and others. Someone like you wouldn't atone for your sins even if you died ten thousand times!" Chufeng's icy voice was like a bolt of lightning, shaking the heavens.

"You... are you a God? Ah!" The old monster of the Haitian Clan screamed. How could this young man be so powerful? He couldn't believe it; killing him was like slaughtering a dog!

Chufeng had always been cautious, fearing that releasing God-level energy would cause the Great Abyss to devour him. Most of the time, he kept himself sealed. Even now, when he attacked, he only used Illumination-level energy, but the techniques he employed were far beyond the old man's comprehension. With a bang, the Haitian Clan's ancient ancestor turned into a mist of blood, which then immediately burned to ashes.

Afterward, Chufeng flipped his hand and struck out with another palm. In the distant sea, a colossal city collapsed, and the ancestral land exploded. Countless powerful members of the Haitian Clan perished miserably. Chufeng was cold and ruthless, utterly devoid of sympathy. At this moment, he had transformed into a great Devil King!

In the Canglan Galaxy, on a magnificent planet, goose-feather snow fell, blanketing everything in white, freezing hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Few knew that a God was stationed here. Chufeng arrived, prepared to slaughter the God and purge the "guides" here.

In the Thunderous Mountain Range, there were many tens of thousands of feet high snow-capped peaks, grand and majestic. The wind and snow raged, roaring like thunder, deafening, and in some areas, avalanches crashed like a sea. Ordinary people dared not approach. Here, cold, eerie dark ice palaces stood, stretching for miles. On one of the highest peaks, within an ancient ice and snow palace, a God sat. His presence made the entire mountain range even more covered in ice and snow.

This was a man who appeared to be in his thirties, with a commanding presence. His brown hair was unbound, and his upper body was bare, revealing bronze-colored skin that exuded an immense sense of oppression. He was very disappointed. The Ice God Palace was considered one of the top twenty-odd major traditions in the Netherworld universe, yet it had consistently failed to bring him the news he desired.

"My Lord, our clan is working hard to find Chufeng's child in the near future!" An elder knelt on the ground, his words and demeanor respectful, filled with awe. He indicated that they had some leads and clues.

"Considering you were among the first to pledge allegiance, I won't blame you for the delay. However, if there's no progress soon, don't expect your entire clan to migrate to the Yang Realm. Furthermore, your clan will incur a great sin!" the God seated in the ice and snow palace spoke.

"Yes, my Lord!" After bowing his head, the old palace master of the Ice God Palace looked up, hesitating to speak.

"What do you wish to say?"

"I believe we can start with Earth to force Chufeng out," the elder of the Ice God Palace suggested. Behind him, several kneeling elders nodded in agreement.

"I've told you, that place cannot be touched." The Yang Realm God-level evolver seated in the palace said sternly, "I also want to bloodbath that place, but several Heavenly Venerables have issued decrees forbidding proximity to that planet, to avoid major incidents."

The old palace master of the Ice God Palace was silent and awestruck. At the same time, he felt regretful; if they could target Earth, many things would be much easier. But even the Heavenly Venerables of the Yang Realm feared Earth. This was an astonishing secret that made everyone in the Ice God Palace uneasy and somewhat terrified.

"The entrance to Purgatory is there. Even the great powers are reluctant to speak much about it; it harbors great horror." The God in the palace murmured, frowning. As he spoke, he felt a strange tremor in his heart, because a God King had once told him some old stories that had made his scalp tingle and his body go cold.

"We will surely bring Chufeng's only bloodline here!" the old palace master of the Ice God Palace declared.

The brown-haired deity spoke, saying, "Indeed, time is running out. The Heavenly Venerables will not leave the Yang Realm again, so we must do our utmost. If the final moment arrives, regardless of life or death, we must find every way to bloodbath the star sea. I don't believe we won't find them."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a blinding lightning bolt appeared in the palace. With a *poof*, faster than anyone could imagine, it pierced his glabella, impaling the God and lifting him up, dripping with divine blood!

Chufeng had arrived. He was now at the God-General level, just a step away from becoming a God-King! Now, deploying every means at his disposal, with overwhelming killing intent, he launched a lightning strike, piercing the God's forehead with a sealed Martial God Spear, impaling him high in the air. Chufeng glowed all over, radiating boundless rage and terrifying killing intent. He declared, "You harmed my kin and still dare to covet my offspring. You deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces!"

Everyone in the Ice God Palace was stunned, staring at the demonic man who stood in the central ancient hall, impaling a God. All were trembling with fear, then their bodies went limp, suppressed and forced to kneel on the ground. Chufeng waved his sleeve, and the continuous snow mountains collapsed. The evolvers of the Ice God Palace exploded one by one, creating a storm of destruction in the area. The sect was annihilated, and numerous evolvers were obliterated, body and soul.

The next moment, Chufeng vanished, carrying the brown-haired deity, reappearing at the edge of the Great Abyss. Gods were not so easily killed. In fact, this God still intended to retaliate and fight, but Chufeng gave him no chance, blasting him into the Great Abyss.

The little Daoist boy pouted, "Dad, that was boring. You killed all the Gods. I wanted to get some God-blood on me and take a little revenge for Mom before reincarnating in the Yang Realm." He had been carrying the stone fox and watching the battle from the side.

"I'll give you a chance to finish them off next time," Chufeng said. There were two more Gods left in the Netherworld. Once they were slaughtered, everything would be truly clear. After that, Chufeng would head into the Chaotic Universe. Little Vermillion Bird was also following, ready to enter battle mode at any time to help Chufeng slaughter Gods! However, it seemed unnecessary for now. With Chufeng's strength as a Quasi-God-King, moving unhindered through the Netherworld to deal with a few Gods presented no pressure at all.

At the edge of the Netherworld universe, on a vermillion ship emanating faint pressure, Gods were seated—not two, but three, intimidating the entire Netherworld! Chufeng arrived, bringing the little Daoist boy, with Zhu Yan following behind.

"Chufeng?!"

"Seize him!"

"Haha... I didn't expect you to show up yourself!" one God laughed, delighted to see their target. However, in an instant, they all felt uneasy. They knew that if the other party dared to appear so openly, he most likely had the confidence to do so.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The three Gods surprisingly retreated into the chaotic mist, showing extreme caution. They left the Netherworld immediately, believing that by unleashing their divine power there, they would have nothing to fear. Chufeng's expression was cold. He had been waiting for them to enter the chaos. Holding his golden divine sword, he followed them in, ready to unleash a slaughter of Gods.

"Hmm? God-level fluctuations!" The three Gods were shocked. How was this possible? In just one year, this Netherworld native had become a God? It defied all logic.

Just like that, a battle of Gods erupted. With a *poof*, almost the instant they engaged, golden divine light surged from Chufeng's hand, and he immediately severed one God's head. The divine sword dripped with blood! If one had to classify his realm, Chufeng was at the pinnacle of the God-General level, just a hair's breadth away from being a God-King. Even Gods from the Yang Realm couldn't stop him.

"Ah..." One God, terrified, turned and fled, disappearing into the chaos. Another God's eyes flickered. He quickly fled in the opposite direction, entering the Netherworld. Suppressing his own realm, he charged straight towards the little Daoist boy. Flames surged to the sky as Little Vermillion Bird acted, blocking the God. Meanwhile, Chufeng stood in the chaos and directly hurled the Martial God Spear. With a *poof*, it impaled the God fleeing into the chaos, causing his body to explode.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!" Various laws intertwined as Chufeng activated the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique, sweeping across the area with surging divine light! Both the God whose head had fallen and the God whose body had exploded could regenerate from a single drop of blood, quickly reforming their bodies. However, they couldn't escape the erosion of the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique now. No sooner had they reappeared and reformed their bodies than they began to scream again, being disintegrated once more, truly annihilated in both body and soul. Even if they possessed substitute death talismans, it was useless. The disparity between them and Chufeng was too vast; how could they compare to a Quasi-God-King! Divine particles spread out and were all absorbed by Chufeng. Dao Ancestor material also diffused and entered his body, becoming a great tonic for him, causing divine radiance to emanate from him, making him appear even more like a great Devil King!

On the other side, Little Vermillion Bird engaged in battle with the remaining God, both suppressing their realms to the Illumination level.

"Big sister, get out of the way! I want to avenge my mom. Watch how I team up with my dad to slaughter a God!" the little Daoist boy shouted. The God fighting Little Vermillion Bird scoffed. A mere child dared to boast so arrogantly? However, he was also anxious and wanted to escape, fearing that Chufeng would pursue and kill him. He desperately wanted to abduct the little Daoist boy, but Little Vermillion Bird didn't give him the chance, and Chufeng also strolled over.

"Whoosh!" He turned and fled, unwilling to prolong the fight.

"Where do you think you're going? Behold my Heaven-Overturning Seal, God-slaughter!" At that moment, the little Daoist boy shouted. He threw the stone fox he was carrying directly towards the God attempting to break through.

The Lame Heavenly Venerable stared blankly, then was so enraged he wanted to jump up and down. *Damn it*, these really are father and son! This is just unbelievable! It was bad enough that Chufeng had thrown him before, but now this little one was using him as a brick to smash someone, making him the Heaven-Overturning Seal once more.

The rushing God initially sneered with disdain, wanting to seize the opportunity to abduct the little Daoist boy, and actively moved to intercept. The next moment, he met a tragic fate. Utterly terrified, with a *poof*, he was struck, his bones broken, muscles torn, covered in blood, and his body torn into pieces.

It hurt, it hurt so much. He was a God, yet his body was broken by a collision. What kind of stone was this? He was filled with indignation and grief, his resentment soaring to the heavens! If he had known that this was the true body of a Heavenly Venerable, his resentment wouldn't have been so immense. Although he was a God, how could he compare his physical strength to a Heavenly Venerable's?

"Ah..." He screamed, while the little Daoist boy grinned, beaming with joy.

As for the stone fox... he was furious beyond measure, his face dark as a pot. His resentment was boundless. "They really are father and son, aren't they? A pair of absolute scoundrels through and through!" he thought.