Chapter 979: The Matter Settled, Leaving Without a Trace

In such a short time, that insignificant native, whom they had never even noticed, had broken through from the Saint level to the God realm in just one year, reaching the pinnacle of the God Generals. It was truly astonishing.

They were terrified. Such a speed of evolution would be horrifying even in the Yang realm, only possible during a few special periods in ancient times. How else could it have occurred?

In the Yin-realm universe, where the laws were incomplete and the heavens and earth were fractured, and where a 'ceiling' meant the highest possible level was the Reflection Realm, he had managed to reach this stage. Had he defied the heavens?

Chu Feng's sword wings flapped, and like a twelve-winged divine king, he howled through the heavens and earth. He once again severed the head of a deity; no one could stand in his way.

"An Yin spirit, how could he possibly reach this level?" someone at the Reflection-level growled. In the past, even they could look down upon the Yin realm and despise Chu Feng.

But now, this insignificant native had evolved to such a level!

On either side of Chu Feng, his twelve wings flapped. Terrifying order patterns spread out like surging rivers and seas, slamming forward. That Reflection-level practitioner exploded on the spot.

At the same time, a group of people around him suffered a similar fate, disintegrating. They were all considered masters, yet they died miserably from Chu Feng's casual attack.

"Demon!"

A group of Saints trembled with fear. They had never imagined that coming to the Yin realm would lead to such a terrifying day. Originally, they had descended upon this lower-plane world with a condescending attitude.

"Break through quickly!" a deity shouted.

The battle could not continue. If it went on like this, everyone would die. Who could possibly defeat a God General?

However, everyone was desperate. Outside the bronze warship was chaos, containing fragments of rules. If one was hit by accident, even a god would die.

"I don't believe in miracles. No one in this world can become a god so quickly..."

A deity roared, absolutely refusing to believe that Chu Feng could rise so quickly on his own. There must be some astonishing secret about him.

The response was a fierce punch. Chu Feng's fist was crystal clear and dazzling, emitting five-colored divine light. It caused space to explode with a bang, and the surrounding chaotic mist boiled!

This deity desperately resisted, but the gap was too wide. The weapon he conjured emitted a clear cracking sound, covered in fissures. A divine artifact was destroyed right there.

Furthermore, he himself was about to be annihilated. The protective light barrier outside his body was pierced and utterly shattered by that punch. The various divine chains of order he had activated also snapped, and all his runes were ground away by that fist.

This deity's physical body was pierced, and even his divine soul exploded, then disintegrated.

The void trembled because Chu Feng was employing the Lesser Six Paths Time Art. While killing one person, he gave them no chance to regenerate from a drop of blood or reconstruct their true bodies. Instead, they were directly broken down into divine particles and rapidly melted.

He either didn't kill, or when he did, both body and spirit were utterly annihilated. Even as deities, they would lose the chance for reincarnation.

"Too powerful! No one can stop this Yin spirit!" Everyone's face turned ashen. The God-level cultivators were fighting desperately, yet they were continuously falling.

They believed that Chu Feng's rapid rise was related to the Yang-realm supreme treasure they were seeking. They thought it must be on him, leading to his rapid advancement!

If one were to delve deeper, there was indeed some connection. After all, without the stone box, Chu Feng would have had no way to bring his physical body into the foreign realm, and thus would not have been able to achieve godhood with his physical body.

They had just begun to fight, yet deities were already lying dead, a whole area of them fallen.

But ninety percent of them dared not escape. Earlier, someone had jumped off the bronze ship, only to be instantly sliced into pieces by the fragments of rules in the chaos, their divine souls extinguished forever.

"Where are Jiang Zhou and Xu Hong?!" Chu Feng demanded.

Those two deities were among the first to enter the Yin-realm universe. They had each had two avatars severed by Yaoyao, severely weakening them, but their true bodies remained, and they had not died.

He confirmed that those two had not come and were not in the cabin.

Thousands of light beams shot out from all around Chu Feng, each one like a sword light. He flapped his twelve wings, pouncing upon the deities and slaughtering them.

"Ah..." a deity screamed miserably. Even though he was strong, he was no match for a God General. When several pairs of Chu Feng's sword wings swept past him, his head not only fell, but he was also cut in half at the waist.

Then, hundreds of thousands of sword energies erupted within his body, as if a sun was incubating in his flesh and blood. Finally, he exploded with a bang.

Divine essence surged, and countless particles flew up. That was the most fundamental energy, gathering towards Chu Feng.

Another deity had completely died!

"This is an evil technique... My heavens, it's the aberrant art of the Six Paths Evil Venerable!" Finally, someone recognized it and screamed loudly, their face filled with terror. Those killed in this manner would endure immense torment.

During the complete disintegration process, all beneficial substances from their physical bodies and souls were extracted, as if they were being refined into a grand elixir, utterly miserable.

Everyone's expressions were grim, their faces filled with terror. At this moment, even the few surviving deities resolutely turned and rushed into the chaos.

Even if they died, they didn't want to be like ingredients being decocted, sacrificed alive and disintegrated into divine particles and Dao Ancestor substances. What a terrifying torment that would be?

"Where do you think you're going!" How could Chu Feng give them a chance? His sword wings spread out like a divine king descending, sweeping everything before him. After he swept past, two more deities had their bodies severed and fell onto the large ship.

Most terrifying of all was his fist. When it struck out, it was indestructible, with densely packed runes swirling around it.

All those so-called secret treasures and defensive secret arts could not stop him. They were pierced by his single punch, and deities exploded on the ship, bleeding everywhere.

This was a slaughter of gods!

The ensuing battle was utterly devastating!

Chu Feng was overwhelmingly powerful; no one could stop him. In a short time, all eleven deities were almost completely annihilated. Only one last deity rushed into the chaos, but Chu Feng caught up, unleashed the Great Sun Tathagata Fist, and instantly killed him!

There was no one left on the deck; everyone had jumped into the chaos.

However, Saints died the moment they jumped down, and Reflection-level practitioners couldn't struggle for long. They would be swallowed by various unknown dangers and wouldn't survive.

Coincidentally, there was a sea of thunder in this area, flashing with light. With a loud boom, all those who left the bronze ship were struck down and turned to ash.

After all, the bronze ship was a divine-grade treasure, engraved with various rule runes. Although sparks flew, it was much stronger than those Saints and had not yet disintegrated.

Chu Feng didn't need to act against those people; they had already been buried in the chaos.

He walked into the cabin and immediately saw the old weasel and an elder. Both their faces were ashen, and they were now utterly despairing. Eleven deities had died; how could the two of them possibly be opponents?

Aside from divination, their combat strength was actually very low. Chu Feng could poke a large group of such creatures to death with a single finger.

With a bang, Chu Feng grabbed the old weasel and lifted it up. He held it by the neck and looked it over, gazing at it repeatedly. This old creature had divined the whereabouts of the people around him, and now none of them were left; they had all died!

Squeak, squeak!

The old weasel's eyes darted around frantically, and it screamed in fright. It was very afraid of death and truly didn't want to be killed in this manner, but it also sensed that its chances were slim.

"Look at you, shifty-eyed and sneaky—you're no good. Why are your eyes darting around?!" Chu Feng slapped it on the head with a 'pop!' Of course, he didn't use force; otherwise, it would have died even if it had ten lives.

"Chu Feng, God Chu, you are truly a heaven-gifted divine martial artist! Rising in just one year, dominating the world with no rivals, you are truly the strongest genius in evolutionary history, surpassing all gods, comparable to a Celestial Venerable in their youth—no, surpassing even them..."

Chu Feng was speechless. This old weasel was simply too afraid of death. He hadn't even begun torture, and this fellow was already about to kneel, spouting nonsense.

"Shut up. Answer only what I ask. First, will Taiwu and the other Celestial Venerables actually come?"

"All right, strongest genius in evolutionary history, I'll answer whatever you ask..." The old weasel chattered on, being very cooperative.

A moment later, Chu Feng obtained much of the information he wanted. The only regret was that he couldn't extract the divination methods from the old weasel's mind, as the relevant soul regions were protected by restrictions set by its patriarch.

There was an even older weasel? Chu Feng's expression changed, sensing that this lineage was extraordinary.

"Pop!" Ultimately, Chu Feng ended its life with a slap. Though it had spoken endlessly with pleasant words, when Chu Feng searched its soul light, he found its heart filled with malice; it wanted to find someone to kill Chu Feng later.

Although it tried to conceal its emotions in its soul light, Chu Feng was too powerful for it to hide anything, so he struck it dead.

Furthermore, if it weren't for this weasel, the whereabouts of Chu Feng's companions would not have been divined.

"And you!" Chu Feng fixed his gaze on the other divine master. He grabbed him like a chick, saying nothing more than 'first, a good thrashing.'

Next, he began his interrogation. Finally, seeing the surging resentment in the old divine master's soul light, he said nothing more and kicked him to death.

The entire great ship fell silent. Everyone was annihilated, completely wiped out by Chu Feng.

"To the people of the past, my relatives and friends who left so much emotion and laughter in my life, I am collecting debts for you, slaughtering gods here!"

Chu Feng murmured softly, many words suppressed in his heart. A surge of suppressed anger burst from his body. From then on, he began to harvest deities, seeking revenge for his loved ones.

At the same time, his gains from this encounter were significant. Having slain eleven deities, he pieced together the method for activating a Celestial Venerable's decree from their soul light.

This item was a double-edged sword. If used well, it might instantly suppress and kill powerful enemies from the Yang realm. But if used improperly, the enemy could regain control and seize it, which would be disastrous for him.

Fortunately, he now had the stone box. Placing the decree inside the box isolated it from the outside deities. No one could activate it, effectively sealing it for the time being.

Chu Feng entered the stone box space, controlling it to speed away, disappearing into the vast sea of chaos.

A moment later, even though the bronze warship had fragments of rules, after losing the protection of the Celestial Venerable's decree, it could not withstand the erosion of the various orders within the chaos. It ultimately disintegrated with a loud roar, turning into dust!

With his task complete, Chu Feng departed. He left the scene and re-entered the shattered chaotic universe.

All the deities on the ship were dead, and their subordinates were also completely annihilated. No one knew what had happened here.

"Taiwu's descendants have arrived? Just in time for me to borrow their heads and use their Celestial Venerable bloodline to console my loved ones underground!" Chu Feng murmured to himself.

In this shattered universe, both gods and God Kings were his targets, let alone Taiwu's descendants—he would hunt them down to the end!

At the same time, he also began to scout ahead. It was time to enter the Yang realm; he would slaughter all the gods and then sneak across!

However, he wondered if the path of his old acquaintances from the Yin realm—like Ying Zhexian, Yuan Shicheng, Zihuan, and the silver-haired loli—would be smooth.