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Chapter 649: The Lower Layer Is Like A Graveyard Of The Gods · Oct 20, 2026

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601 Chapter 601: Lin Moyu, Master of Hoodwinking 2026-10-20
602 Chapter 602: One Man’s Poison Is Another Man’s Nectar 2026-10-20
603 Chapter 603: So What If You Figure It Out? 2026-10-20
604 Chapter 604: Let Law Defeat Law 2026-10-20
605 Chapter 605: Long Time No See, Little Antares 2026-10-20
606 Chapter 606: I’m In A Bad Mood! 2026-10-20
607 Chapter 607: Consider Yourselves Unlucky 2026-10-20
608 Chapter 608: Them? They’re Just Mongrels 2026-10-20
609 Chapter 609: The Old Man Won’t Give It To You, But I Will 2026-10-20
610 Chapter 610: What If I Told You I’m Here Hatching An Egg? Would You Believe Me? 2026-10-20
611 Chapter 611: Who Do You Want to Kill? I’ll Help You! 2026-10-20
612 Chapter 612: Weakness Is The Original Sin 2026-10-20
613 Chapter 613: It Turns Out Wind Petal Blood Moon Is Not A Skill 2026-10-20
614 Chapter 614: The Law Of Devour 2026-10-20
615 Chapter 615: The Weapon Of The God Of Bloodshed 2026-10-20
616 Chapter 616: The Lightning Trees’s Kingdom 2026-10-20
617 Chapter 617: All Means Unleashed; Thunderstorm Battle 2026-10-20
618 Chapter 618: The Mighty Lightning Tree King 2026-10-20
619 Chapter 619: The Lightning Tree King Calls For Help 2026-10-20
620 Chapter 620: The Terrifying Being Beneath The Lightning Mountain Range 2026-10-20
621 Chapter 621: Let’s Settle The Grudge Today 2026-10-20
622 Chapter 622: Fusing A New Skill Star Core 2026-10-20
623 Chapter 623: Gods Have Their Own Territories Too 2026-10-20
624 Chapter 624: I Celebrated Too Early 2026-10-20
625 Chapter 625: Righteous God’s Secret Realm Is Actually An Imitation 2026-10-20
626 Chapter 626: Ancient Secret 2026-10-20
627 Chapter 627: Damn It, Using My Own Skills Against Me 2026-10-20
628 Chapter 628: I’m Actually This Hard To Deal With 2026-10-20
629 Chapter 629: Soul Enhancement; Ignoring Laws 2026-10-20
630 Chapter 630: Primordial Skill 2026-10-20
631 Chapter 631: You Want to Kill Me? You Think You Can Succeed? 2026-10-20
632 Chapter 632: The Enhance Troops Skill Becomes Permanent 2026-10-20
633 Chapter 633: With Enough Strength, The Answers Will Naturally Reveal Themselves 2026-10-20
634 Chapter 634: Don’t Think About It Anymore 2026-10-20
635 Chapter 635: Don’t Mention Him, Don’t Think Of Him, Don’t Ask About Him 2026-10-20
636 Chapter 636: Meng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan On The Verge Of A Breakthrough 2026-10-20
637 Chapter 637: It Must Be Him! 2026-10-20
638 Chapter 638: Elemental Convergence: A Brilliant Fireworks Display 2026-10-20
639 Chapter 639: True Peak And Fake Peak 2026-10-20
640 Chapter 640: The Late Stage Dungeon Is Not Suitable For Leveling 2026-10-20
641 Chapter 641: Top-Tier Set: Kunlun Set 2026-10-20
642 Chapter 642: Wait Until You Can Master A Law 2026-10-20
643 Chapter 643: Hard To Say, It Depends On The Situation 2026-10-20
644 Chapter 644: This Time, It’s Not For EXP, But For Equipment 2026-10-20
645 Chapter 645: How Did You Become A Five-Star Godly General? 2026-10-20
646 Chapter 646: Useless To Others, Invaluable To Me 2026-10-20
647 Chapter 647: The Center Of The Lower Layer: Terrifying Vortex 2026-10-20
648 Chapter 648: The Puppeteer Family, The Southwestern Wang Family 2026-10-20
649 Chapter 649: The Lower Layer Is Like A Graveyard Of The Gods 2026-10-20
650 Chapter 650: The Suppressive Pressure, It Shouldn’t Be This Weak 2026-10-20

Lin Moyu retreated swiftly, with Wang Feng and his wife close behind him.

He did not stop until they were more than 30 kilometers away from the vortex.

At the vortex’s location, the sea had gone berserk. Endless waves churned violently, each towering over 1,000 meters high, and still growing.

The vortex expanded at a terrifying pace, devouring all surrounding seawater.

In less than half a minute, the spot where they had once been was completely swallowed.

Wang Feng’s face drained of color. Had they been even a moment slower, they would have faced another brush with death.

“Thank you, Brother.” He said sincerely.

Lin Moyu did not respond. His gaze remained fixed on the vortex, his expression grave.

Where others saw only raging waves, Lin Moyu saw rioting souls beneath the surface.

Vast soul force surged within the vortex, coalescing into a gigantic invisible hand that repeatedly slammed against the sea, creating those colossal waves.

Wang Feng could sense the disturbance as well.

The sheer violence of the soul force made his heart tremble; he knew that a single strike would be enough to annihilate him completely.

His face grew even paler, fear visible in his eyes.

“How is this possible?” Wang Feng muttered, sweat beading on his palms, “The ancestor’s notes never mentioned anything like this.”

Lin Moyu ignored him and probed deeper with his perception.

The towering waves were only a surface manifestation. The true core lay in the riot of soul force.

But what lay at the heart of that riot, and what had caused it to erupt?

As his senses sank deeper, Lin Moyu perceived consciousnesses in utter chaos.

The vortex had absorbed an enormous number of monsters, imprisoning their souls and forcibly merging them together along with their consciousnesses.

Driven by a powerful force, the souls fused and grew stronger.

The consciousnesses, however, did not merge. They remained fragmented and independent, driven by conflicting impulses that bred extreme chaos.

It was like a vast army without a commander—some soldiers charging forward, others retreating; some rushing north, others running south.

Yet despite the disorder, the army possessed terrifying power. Even a fraction of its strength, if unleashed, would be enough to annihilate any enemy.

Chaos hardly mattered when the destructive potential was overwhelming.

That was before. Before the chaos had reached its breaking point.

Now, something within the vortex had changed. The fractured consciousnesses had erupted all at once.

Minutes later, the chaos inside the vortex reached its limit.

With a thunderous boom, a colossal column of water shot up from the vortex’s center, soaring tens of thousands of meters into the sky.

For an instant, sea and heavens seemed to connect.

From afar, it looked like a waterfall flowing in reverse—an awe-inspiring, unprecedented spectacle, as though it meant to pierce the firmament itself.

Wang Feng and his wife stared in stunned silence, their earlier fear easing.

As Lin Moyu watched the sky-piercing column, he sensed a change. With the eruption, the chaotic consciousnesses were violently expelled, rapidly dissipating into the heavens and earth.

From the depths of the vortex, a strange aura spread outward.

“A God…” Lin Moyu frowned.

He recognized a divine aura, and with it, law force.

The law force swiftly unified the soul force, preserving the essence while discarding the dross. The chaotic consciousnesses were the dross.

In the blink of an eye, they were completely expelled, leaving behind only pure soul force.

Then, along with the surging waves, the purified soul force flowed back into the vortex.

The vortex opened like a colossal maw and swallowed it in a single gulp.

The divine aura vanished without a trace.

Lin Moyu finally understood. Within the vortex lay a God, and they were at least high-tier.

They controlled the vortex, drawing in countless monsters and crudely merging their souls together.

When enough had accumulated, they used law force to expel the chaotic consciousnesses and seize the refined soul force for themself.

This indiscriminate method—imprisoning souls only to devour them—was neither kind nor benevolent.

Such methods—making no distinction between friend and foe, imprisoning souls, and ultimately devouring them…

Lin Moyu felt that this God was not kind or benevolent.

After the eruption, the vortex quickly calmed, shrinking to a fraction of its former size.

“It’s over!” Wang Feng exclaimed, “It was dangerous, but truly spectacular!”

“The sea and sky becoming one… the ancestor didn’t lie. This trip was worth it.”

He could only perceive the surface-level soul fluctuations. Lin Moyu, however, saw far deeper.

Keeping his gaze fixed on the vortex, Lin Moyu analyzed what he had sensed.

“Deep within the vortex lies a sleeping God, likely severely injured.”

“Anything that enters it, whether monsters, humans, Demons, or Dragonkind, is treated the same.”

“Every few years, when enough souls gather, it awakens, disperses the consciousnesses with the help of law force, and devours the pure soul force.”

“This God specializes in the domain of souls.”

Every God had their own specialty. The one slumbering within the vortex clearly surpassed Lin Moyu in soul-related matters, and by a wide margin.

Lost in thought, Lin Moyu slowly flew forward.

“Brother, what are you doing?” Wang Feng shouted anxiously, “It’s dangerous!”

“The danger has passed for now.” Lin Moyu replied, “I’m just taking a look.”

Wang Feng hesitated and stayed behind.

The earlier eruption had terrified him.

Had he been caught in it, he would have died without question.

Valuing his life, he chose to observe from afar.

When Lin Moyu reached 10,000 meters from the vortex, a Headless Knight appeared and charged ahead.

This time, it entered the 10,000-meter range without incident and continued forward unhindered.

But once it crossed into 1,000 meters of the vortex’s edge, a violent soul attack descended once more.

The Headless Knight was annihilated instantly, returning to the summon space.

The danger zone had shrunk to 1,000 meters. The God’s defensive perimeter had contracted. But within it, the soul attack was even more ferocious.

This was an absolute forbidden zone.

“The God has left behind part of their power for defense.”

“It seems their injuries aren’t as severe as I thought.”

He had no intention of pressing further. Provoking a high-tier God skilled in soul attacks was not arrogance he could afford.

His gaze swept across the lower layer, as if surveying all four oceans.

Aside from the Divine Dragon Continent in the east, every landmass bore some connection to the Gods.

The entire lower layer was like a graveyard of the Gods, a place where a world-shaking war had once occurred, and countless Gods had fallen.

Seeing that Lin Moyu was unharmed, Wang Feng finally mustered the courage to approach, “Brother, are you alright?”

Lin Moyu shook his head.

Wang Feng exhaled, then frowned, “I really don’t understand this Central Great Vortex. I’ve never heard anyone say it was this dangerous.”

Lin Moyu let out a soft chuckle, “That’s because anyone who got too close died. Dead men tell no tales.”

A chill ran down Wang Feng’s spine, “Damn… that’s terrifying. Forget it. I’m never coming back here again.”

“Mm. Don’t, if you can help it.”

This place was the resting ground of a powerful God. Unless one intended to slay that God, there was no reason to come.

“But it doesn’t look dangerous now.” Wang Feng said, glancing around uneasily.

At the moment, the vortex appeared unusually calm.

As long as one stayed outside the 1,000-meter forbidden zone, there seemed to be no danger at all.

“It only looks harmless. This God is extremely skilled at deception.”

Suddenly, crisp notes rang out, weaving together into a beautiful, flowing melody.

It was pleasant to the ear, yet carried an unsettling rhythm.

“Soul melody.” Lin Moyu said at once. The sound was coming from the vortex.

Wang Feng’s eyes widened, “Brother, do you hear that?”

Lin Moyu nodded, “I do.”

The woman beside Wang Feng looked confused, “Why can’t I hear anything?”

“Your soul rank isn’t high enough.” Wang Feng explained, “That’s normal.”

He hesitated, brows knitting together, “But… it feels like the melody is calling for something.”

Lin Moyu pointed toward the distant seas, “It’s summoning the monsters.”

Following his gesture, they saw countless shapes stirring beneath the Starlight Ocean and the Wind-Lightning Ocean, all converging on the vortex.

The soul melody was meant for monsters. Lin Moyu could hear it because his soul rank was exceptionally high.

Though Wang Feng’s soul rank was lower, it was still sufficient.

Drawn by the soul melody, waves of monsters surged through the water and plunged into the vortex without hesitation.

The moment they crossed the 1,000-meter boundary, they died silently, one after another.

Their souls and consciousness were stripped away and forcibly fused together.

The vortex slowly began to expand once more.

Watching the scene, Lin Moyu knew this had happened countless times before.

The slumbering God repeatedly summoned monsters, slaughtered them, and merged their souls.

Then, every few years, they awakened and devoured the accumulated souls in a single gulp.

Here, the law of the jungle—survival of the fittest—was laid bare.

Because they were a powerful God, they could treat these monsters however they pleased.

And not only monsters. If human class users, Dragonkind, or Demons entered this place, their fate would be no different.

No one received special treatment.

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