Deep beneath the earth, Cang Qing felt so frustrated he almost coughed up blood. He had never imagined that he, a seasoned Ascender at the Ninth Step of Ascension, would find himself in such a situation.
He had never considered that the Forest Thorns Crown, an artifact that used to serve rely as a wall or a dog chain, could cause such pain when wielded as a "hamr".
Naturally, his physical body couldn't compare to a Divine Artifact, and Cang Qing felt dizzy from the impact as he drew a beast scale from his chest and pressed it to activate.
Waves of spatial fluctuation emanated from his body.
But the next second, space itself beca compact!
It was as if cotton had turned into steel; the beast scale flickered a few tis, then dimd.
"Impossible!" Cang Qing couldn't believe his eyes. This was a scale shed by a deity with the spatial attribute, modified by the Father God to possess the ability to traverse space.
Even against an Ascender with the spatial attribute, it should have been able to facilitate an escape.
High above, Sìxiàng looked down indifferently at Cang Qing deep underground.
In a sight visible only to it, countless law chains intertwined around Cang Qing, sketching the form of a cage.
Authority—Imprisonnt.
Authority, the primal force that reigns supre over the laws.
If the Law is a key, and a key hamred to Perfection can unlock the door to a corresponding Authority, then beyond that door lies the true treasure.
There can be many keys, but the treasure behind the door is unique.
"Once inside the cage of imprisonnt, it's not just a deity's molting scale tinged with the spatial attribute that can't escape. Even a true deity with the spatial attribute would find it difficult to break free unless They had a corresponding Authority or... possessed overwhelming Divine Power to break the Law with force." Sìxiàng raised its right hand, and a deep black spear ford in its hand from the gathered Dark Power.
The surrounding void brightened because all the dark elents within the space had been extracted. When the darkness disappeared, the area around Sìxiàng brightened significantly.
The entire figure seed to be surrounded by a faint halo.
Sitting in the Soul Space, Chen Xing pondered after hearing this, "So you're saying, imnse Divine Power can still contend with Authority?"
"Imnse Divine Power is a qualitative change," Sìxiàng replied. "I am not clear on the specifics from the mories I've received, because the Dark Overlord had not reached the level of imnse Divine Power."
"In Their mories, there have been records of deities with imnse Divine Power resisting Authority, but those were cases where there was a vast difference in strength—sheer power overwhelming everything. If the strengths are close, the suppression by Authority is still considerable."
Of course, the difference in strength between itself and Cang Qing was not that great.
Both were at the Ninth Step of Ascension, and now Sìxiàng pulling out an Authority was, in a way, cheating.
Cang Qing sensed that sothing was wrong. This feeling of powerlessness... it felt sohow familiar.
He had experienced it from his own Father God.
But how could it be... a Perfect Level Speed Law as well as Authority, and yet you still haven't beco a deity? Still only at the Ninth Step of Ascension?
How much do you love this realm?
No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than Cang Qing suddenly felt an extre danger.
Right above his head!
Directly overhead!
Sìxiàng assud a throwing stance, its right arm lifted high, its gaze indifferent, the spear tip aid directly at Cang Qing.
The deep black spear glowed with a cold light.
It absorbed all the light from the surrounding void, and the next second, vanished from its palm.
Cang Qing raised his arm, the Blood Bow in his hand conjuring a rich blood shield above his head.
He remained in this position, unmoving.
Five seconds later, Cang Qing's arm drooped helplessly, and the Blood Bow fell with a clatter to the ground, its surface's blood retracting back into the bow.
Above his head, a pitch-black spear had pierced through his entire body from the crown of his head.
Entering from above, and protruding from the bottom, it pinned him firmly to the spot, like a scarecrow in a field.
His eyes lost focus, staring blankly ahead.
An endless aura of darkness enveloped his body, then gradually began to erode it...
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Hunting Temple.
Directly below the long staircase.
The statue in the center suddenly started to crack, fine lines spreading in all directions, and when the cracks covered the entire body, the statue collapsed with a loud bang, leaving fragnts scattered all over the ground.
Above, the feigning-sleep wolf opened its eyes, its eerie green pupils staring straight at the crumbling statue below.
A hint of coldness flashed across its eyes.
"Cang Qing is also dead."
A touch of annoyance flickered in the wolf's eyes. Cang Qing had been summoned by it.
Now that he was dead, it felt partially responsible.
Over the past tis, the Upper God had not sired many godchildren, but Cang Qing was among the finest, also regarded as the most promising new blood for godhood.
It knew that the Upper God had always been preparing to establish his own faction, and a new deity would undoubtedly beco a crucial power within the Upper God's faction.
Now that crucial power had been lost.
This vendetta could only be avenged by Itself personally.
Soon, very soon.
It could feel that the day of Its true and complete resurrection was not far away, perhaps just three years hence.
On the day of Its resurrection, the ti for settling all accounts, those who had offended the deities would inevitably be punished.
...
"Do you think the God of Hunting will seek vengeance on us after he resurrects?" Chen Xing looked at the body fully consud by the Law of Darkness, feeling sowhat regretful.
It was a sha it was a humanoid body.
This fellow had too many human traits, eating it seed a bit revolting, better to have Sìxiàng deal with it directly using the Law of Darkness.
"Don't worry, Master. They will definitely seek retribution against us," Sìxiàng said leisurely.
As it spoke, it bent down to pick up the Blood Bow from the ground.
An Ascendant bestowed with a Divine Artifact must be an absolute confidant.
Even for a deity like the God of Hunting, the Divine Artifacts he possessed were definitely not plentiful enough to give away casually.
Whether it was the bear, wolf, and eagle trio or this demigod.
Their strength was considerable, in the Ancient Era, they would also be considered skilled under the deities.
To have killed four such valuable seeds, it would drive anyone to urgency.
And then there were these two Divine Artifacts.
Sìxiàng gently plucked the bowstring, huh.
The string was so hard, it almost couldn't be plucked.
Hearing Sìxiàng say this, a sense of urgency rose in Chen Xing's heart.
"Then you'd better ascend quickly. Although fighting above one's level sounds great, it's still the most reliable to overpower with levels," Chen Xing said.
Whether Sìxiàng in its current form could defeat a true god was still an unknown, as they had never confronted one.
"I will try my best," Sìxiàng said and plucked a tail feather, flicking it away with its fingers.
Bang!!
A scout in the deep woods far away fell.
"Master, there are more and more spies, and four houses have yet to be cleared," Sìxiàng said in a grave voice.
"Then let's speed up," Chen Xing said.
Sìxiàng nodded, "If it weren't for waiting for it, it would have already been over."
It had never revealed its Perfect Level Speed Principle in front of anyone else.
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