Chapter 762 - The Backer

Sectlord Nine Yangs was completely powerless to fight back and could only tremble as the agony of the Hell Scourge washed through him.

King Bone Dragon didn’t think the whip looked particularly special, but when it hit Sectlord Nine Yangs, he lost all sense of face and squealed like a dying pig. It was enough to cause one’s blood to turn as cold as ice.

However, Sectlord Nine Yangs did seem to have some more mettle than the young patriarchs from earlier. Although he let loose countless bloodcurdling screams, he was still holding strong internally. It was a shocking sight, even to Yang Qi. Despite being assaulted by countless hells, his will held strong.

Yang Qi snorted coldly. “Alright, let’s see exactly how much you can take. I'm going past a thousand hells!” The essence of even more hells poured into the whip, which instantly became much thicker and longer than before. Sectlord Nine Yangs sagged as if from exhaustion, but then went crazy, spittle flying from his mouth as he shouted, “Just let me die! Don’t torment me, Yang Qi. I’ll die, but I won’t give you my faith!”

“You want to die? Sorry, it’s not that easy.”

Thus, the torment continued, one lash at a time. The sight of it caused King Bone Dragon to shiver. He was a very experienced and knowledgeable person, and could tell how much hellish pain was being inflicted with each blow.

‘Is that the same whip the Sovereign Lord would use to punish disgraced gods? But how did this guy get it? And how is he so skilled in using it? Who exactlyis he?’

“Aggghhhh!” Sectlord Nine Yangs unleashed a final scream and collapsed into unconsciousness. Of course, Yang Qi wouldn’t let him stay unconscious. A moment later, a halo of light appeared behind Sectlord Nine Yangs’ head. Now he was more awake than ever, and even more sensitive to pain.

“No! Don’t push me, Yang Qi, or I’ll never let you off the hook for this. I’ll never give you my faith. It belongs to an ancient god! If you try to strip away my faith in that god, you’ll have a hard time staying alive!” Face twitching, Sectlord Nine Yangs said, “I'm going to break the seal! The power of a true god is about to flow through me to wipe you out of existence, blasphemer!”

Even as the words left his mouth, something inside of him seemed to break, allowing mighty power to surge through him. Then Yang Qi sensed another mighty and boundless power rushing in his direction. It smashed through the borders of the God Legion Paradise and entered Sectlord Nine Yangs, who instantly grew larger, transforming into an enormous god-spirit who stared coldly at Yang Qi.

“You forced me to use my godpower, Yang Qi! I’d planned to use this to eventually become a demigod. I'm paying a huge price here, therefore, you’re definitely going to die!”

Howling with rage, he lunged toward Yang Qi.

King Bone Dragon was caught completely unprepared and was knocked out of the way by Sectlord Nine Yangs, which nearly rendered him unconscious. Eyes filling with terror, he said, “That’s the power of a god! Milord! Get out of here! He’s been building up that godpower for a long time, now!”

“Leave?” Yang Qi laughed coldly. Golden light flickered in his forehead as the golden imp suddenly appeared, stretching out a finger to meet Sectlord Nine Yangs’ palm.

All of a sudden, an explosive aura appeared on Sectlord Nine Yangs as his godpower was completely put under the control of the golden imp. It ebbed, shrinking down inside him until it was like a seed that then flew out of him and vanished.

Still recovering from his surprise over what had just happened, Yang Qi reached out and grabbed it.

‘It’s godpower! From a real, living god! I can’t believe there are still actual living gods in existence!’ He’d always thought that the gods had vanished in ancient times. After all, he’d heard it said thatafter the gods experience nirvanic rebirth, a new civilization would gradually be born. But apparently, Sectlord Nine Yangs had somehow become connected to a god, and he’d even given faith to that god. That meant there were living gods, which was a terrifying thought.

Of course, Yang Qi hadn’t forgotten about his conversation with the god, Brahma. Although Brahma’s body was chopped up into pieces, he could eventually be resurrected, at which point he would be a true living god again.

‘Don’t tell me that the Dao Defense League doesn’t just have demigod old-timers, but also gods as backers?’ A serious expression appeared on his face. ‘That’s a scary thought. If they really have a god, even just a Lesser God, there’s no way I could match up to it. Gods of the Deathless Throne surpass anything and everything.’

Yang Qi knew full well that not even a hundred million Chaos Gods working together would be able to do anything to a Lesser God.