Martial God Asura

In one of the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion’s palaces, the Ling Clan’s Clan Chief was in discussion with the other elders.

The appearance of the God Clan and the Zhao Immortal Clan in the Immemorial Massacre Sea made them realize that they were still no match for the Ancient Era’s powers. 

In particular, the God Clan wielded bizarre powers that they would have to take special countermeasures against. 

Suddenly, an elder’s voice echoed from outside, “Milords, we have noticed anomalous activities in the Divine Body Galaxy’s Calmlake Upper Realm.”

The Ling Clan’s Clan Chief quickly led the elders to the observation formation. What they saw surprised them.

A golden light had enveloped the Calmlake Upper Realm, making it look larger and more conspicuous. The golden light originated from within the realm itself, and it hindered their observation formation from seeing what was happening inside. 

“Activate our eavesdropping formation in Calmlake Upper Realm,” the Ling Clan’s Clan Chief ordered. 

The Seven Realms Sacred Mansion was so ambitious that they secretly constructed eavesdropping formations in realms they considered important all over the world of cultivation. 

“Milord, all our eavesdropping formations on Calmlake Upper Realm have been destroyed,” an elder reported. 

“Activate our Seven Realms Sacred Mansion’s eavesdropping formation and direct it on Calmlake Upper Realm,” the Ling Clan’s Clan Chief ordered. 

A surge of spirit power shot forth from the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion and swiftly reached Calmlake Upper Realm. 

Cries of agony could be heard via the eavesdropping formation. 

“This isn’t good. Is it yet another vile power?” an elder asked.

Another elder couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t you think that golden light resembles the God Clan’s golden light?”

The other elders earnestly observed the golden light and found a high level of resemblance between the two. 

“God Clan, my head! They are a demon clan!” an elder berated.

“That’s quite a commotion. Are they planning to come out of seclusion?”

The Ling Clan’s Clan Chief fell into deep thought.

… 

In the world of cultivation, there was a highly discreet space that most people couldn’t see or enter. It was like another universe by itself, though its size was nowhere as big as the world of cultivation. 

Many realms drifted in this vast universe, just that these realms were both devoid of life and bizarrely quiet. 

A man carrying an ax on his back stood in the middle of this universe—Song Changsheng.

He was staring straight ahead with grim eyes. There was nothing in front of him, but the way he tightened his grip around his ax showed that he was on his guard. 

A far distance away, in the direction of his gaze, stood a woman wearing a white dress and wielding a sword in her left hand. She looked like a ferocious ghost, with her lack of eyeballs and her unkempt black hair. 

Her sword was sheathed, but Song Changsheng recognized it. 

Monstrous beasts had flocked out of God’s Era when it first opened, seeking to go on a massacre. A copper sword suddenly appeared out of nowhere and killed all the monstrous beasts. 

Only the sword had appeared then; its master was nowhere to be seen.

And the sword’s hilt looked identical to the one wielded by the woman. 

All of a sudden, the woman in a white dress turned her head around. 

Light-blue eyeballs reminiscent of winter frost formed in her previously empty eye sockets. They were beautiful and powerful.  

Song Changsheng sensed the woman peering through this space into the real world of cultivation, so he did the same too. His eyes were also capable of peering through this space to look at the real world of cultivation. 

He saw that the Divine Body Galaxy’s Calmlake Upper Realm was enveloped in a golden light. He overcame the golden light’s interference and saw the locals’ pitiful plight.

The golden light was spilling out from the underground, so he sought to see what was there to identify the cause of this commotion. 

But he failed. He couldn’t peer into Calmlake Upper Realm’s underground.

Song Changsheng retracted his gaze and turned his attention back to the woman. The latter’s furrowed eyebrows put his mind at ease.

It looked like she couldn’t look into Calmlake Upper Realm’s underground too.

… 

Meanwhile, Chu Feng stood in the middle of Calmlake Upper Realm’s underground world. 

“Rank one Heavenly God?”

Everyone was astounded, be it the God Clansmen or the Immortal Sea Fish Clansmen. 

Chu Feng had just employed his Lightning Mark, Lightning Armor, Lightning Wings, and Lightning Aura. On top of that, he executed the Heavenly Lightning Nine Slashes to the Fourth Slash and converted the energy produced into his cultivation. 

That raised his cultivation from rank one True God level to rank nine True God level.  

This was the reward Chu Feng had received from his breakthrough to True God level. 

However, this skill had the downside of immensely depleting his energy, and he wasn’t able to fully control it either. Using it recklessly would not only erode his potential as a cultivator, but it could also cost him his life. 

Yet, Chu Feng still activated his bloodline skill to further raise his cultivation from rank nine True God level to rank one Heavenly God. 

Under normal circumstances, Chu Feng shouldn’t suffer any long-term side effects from activating his bloodline skill, but the problem was that his cultivation had already been raised to an abnormally high level, which put a lot of strain on his bloodline. 

Activating his bloodline skill right now to advance to Heavenly God further worsened the strain.

But Chu Feng had no choice. He had to save Little Fishy. 

Of the millions of God Clansmen he just massacred, some splattered fresh blood, but some also dissipated as specks of golden light. 

It was as Zhao Daobin had told him; the God Clansmen didn’t possess origin energies or souls. They were atypical entities.

“Soul Convergence!” several voices echoed.

The other Heavenly God level brothers quickly formed a series of hand seals, and the golden light specks left in the wake of Shen Bai’s demise vanished. They magically appeared before the Heavenly God level brothers and converged together. 

From it, a severely wounded Shen Bai was regenerated. 

He was still alive!

Of the millions of God Clansmen whom he had just killed, only Shen Bai was alive. From this, Chu Feng realized the hundred Heavenly Gods might have special means to revive each other. 

Shen Bai might have been revived, but the ordeal had traumatized him. His face was ghastly pale, and his hand trembled as he touched his neck in disbelief. He would have died to that ant if he hadn’t been in this land and his brothers weren’t around. 

He glared at Chu Feng with a face warped in savagery as he roared, “I’ll kill you!”

Despite his vicious words, he dared not to approach Chu Feng. He raised his finger and unleashed a beam of golden light at the latter. 

Countless terrifying beams of golden light flew across the sky and bombarded Chu Feng. 

It was not just Shen Bai who had attacked. Many of his Heavenly God level brothers made a move too. 

Boom!

However, the beams of golden light dissipated before they could reach Chu Feng. 

The golden light that had easily breached the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s formation was no match for the current Chu Feng. He merely had to exert his oppressive might to block them off.

The God Clansmen couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Shen Bai’s earlier decapitation could still be attributed to his carelessness, but what about now?

Before the golden light fully dissipated, Chu Feng suddenly appeared before them like a specter.

Alarmed, the Heavenly God level brothers hurriedly manifested their golden light into golden God Armaments. 

The God Clan had always prided themselves on their peerless fighting prowess, so hardly would they ever wield their God Armaments. Yet, most of their Heavenly Gods had drawn their God Armaments and swung them down on Chu Feng. 

All 99 Heavenly Gods, except for Shen Yi, simultaneously attacked Chu Feng, suffusing the sky with golden light.

The ensuing shockwaves were so strong that the God Clan’s True God level cultivators had to retreat far away lest they die in vain. 

The Immortal Sea Fish Clansmen felt anxious for Chu Feng. Even though Chu Feng had reached Heavenly God level, they knew better than anyone how powerful the God Clansmen were. It would be tough to subdue even one, let alone 99 of them. 

Psh psh psh!

Countless limbs flew across the air as blood rained.

The God Clan’s Heavenly Gods shrieked. Some lost their arms, some lost their heads, and some were severed waist down. Every droplet of blood raining from the sky belonged to them. 

None of the God Clan’s 99 Heavenly Gods remained intact by the end of the clash.

In contrast, Chu Feng was unharmed.

“Soul Convergence!” Shen Yi roared. 

He formed a series of hand seals, and the 99 Heavenly Gods gathered around Chu Feng dissipated as golden light specks before reappearing unharmed behind Shen Yi. However, their faces remained warped in pain. 

They were traumatized by the earlier clash too. Their bodies might have regenerated, but fear for Chu Feng had been hammered deep inside them. 

“I can’t accept this!” Shen Bai cursed as he lifted his God Armament to continue the attack.

Just then, Shen Yi raised his hand to stop him. 

Shen Bai was taken aback. The tens of millions of God Clansmen gathered in the underground world were stunned as well. 

In Shen Yi’s raised hand was a golden spear. He had manifested his God Armament. This was their first time seeing their strongest clansman’s God Armament!

“I’ll face that ant.”

Shen Yi morphed into a golden light that surged toward Chu Feng, narrowing the distance between them in an instant. His spear shot forth like a majestic dragon, leaving afterimages in its wake. His powerful might tore even space apart.  

Shen Yi’s strength and speed were indeed formidable.

Chu Feng was forced to retreat again and again under his onslaught.

“WOO!” the God Clansmen cheered.

This was their first time suppressing Chu Feng since his arrival. Shen Yi had defended the honor of their God Clan!

Pu!

A flame suddenly pierced through the golden light. 

Shen Yi was dumbfounded. The God Clansmen were horror-struck. 

Shen Yi’s God Armament flew across the air. His hands were still tightly gripping the golden spear, but fresh blood was spilling from them. 

His arms had been severed. 

Chu Feng eyed Shen Yi in disdain. “Is this all you have?”