Chapter 5: Chapter 4 Luo Feng and Hei Duomo

"Ah—" Moyu Hu was somewhat startled before being put away.Morosa grinned goofily and looked toward the distance, "Master, are you ready to make a move? Do you need my help?" Even if he were to act, he would only unleash eternal true god techniques, preferring death over using any Sector Beast moves.

"If I need you to act, I'll let you know," Luo Feng eagerly replied, his bones infused with a love for battle, although he hadn't encountered any opponent since becoming an eternal true god.

"Alright," Morosa said, a hint of disappointment in his voice; he too longed for a good battle.

"You stay here and watch; I'll go up and have a look," Luo Feng said, already flying over.

Morosa stood in midair, watching the scene, and thought to himself, "It has not been long since the master became an eternal true god; he hasn't had the chance to cultivate any powerful secret techniques. I hope this opponent is strong so that I can join the fight."

Morosa itched to act.

Even without using Sector Beast techniques, simply by understanding the 'Path of Destruction,' Morosa had already devised many moves.

"Hmm?" Luo Feng noticed a Flying Boat carrying a True God Team entering that area while he was flying closer.

...

This Flying Boat carried a true god of void space along with more than ten true gods, who were carefully steering the Flying Boat towards Huyang City, avoiding dangerous territories along the way.

"Suo Zi, Suo Yun, the two of you will settle in Huyang City from now on," the disheveled-haired man instructed. "Huyang City is a large city, teeming with true gods; even a true god of void space is just an ordinary member. And you true gods are considered the lowest level."

The two young men listened obediently.

The disheveled-haired man, the clan leader of their tribe and the only true god of void space in the tribe, had lived in Huyang City for many long years.

"You must be low-key once in Huyang City. Those who show off their treasures will have their lives taken," the clan leader said, "Be low-key, and keep it that way. Even though you are the most talented in the tribe, you are still too weak."

"Yes," the two young men replied.

"As long as ordinary true gods don't show off, no one will attack you. After all, Huyang City has laws and order," the clan leader said, "But if you show off or boast, you'll silently lose your life! Even the Huyang Guards won't be able to find out the murderer."

"Haha, clan leader, you've said these things many times," someone said.

"These two kids will definitely remember them well," another laughed.

The rest of the team members laughed as well.

The clan leader smiled and nodded, "The first thing you do in Huyang City is to thoroughly check your own bloodline. Afterwards, find a secret technique suitable for yourselves. Huyang City has countless opportunities; as long as you seize them, you might become a true god of void space."

Desire filled the eyes of Suo Zi and Suo Yun.

They were not content with a lifetime in the tribe, afraid of remaining mere true gods forever. They too aspired to become true gods of void space and experience more wonders.

"Don't worry, clan leader, we've firmly remembered how to survive in Huyang City," Suo Yun said.

The clan leader nodded slightly, when suddenly his expression changed.

"Not good." The clan leader's aura surged instantaneously. He burned his godly body and marshaled all his divine power to control the Flying Boat, with layers of dazzling formations appearing on its surface.

At that moment, ten terrifying shadows appeared, and invisible forces connected as one, assaulting the Flying Boat simultaneously.

"Military formation? Ten true gods of void space?" The clan leader knew it was bad news. He had lived in Huyang City before, his experiences there rich, but the death of beloved friends had made him weary of life in Huyang City; he left for the wilderness and settled in a small tribe.

Over a long period, he naturally became the clan leader of the entire tribe and also attracted many weak true gods to join.

After all, those living in the wilderness were generally very weak and impoverished true gods. Having a true god of void space as a support naturally formed a larger tribe.

"Boom—"

The ten shadows collaborated in attacking, with the Flying Boat's surface revealing layer upon layer of formations, coordinating seamlessly. Even if one or two formations were destroyed, new ones emerged.

"They are somewhat capable," the ten shadows were surprised.

They were all elite soldiers, the trusted aides of the Army Commander Hei Duomo! A single true god of void space able to briefly withstand their joint attack was very, very rare.

"Finish them quickly."

"We can't delay."

They also feared angering the Army Commander. Having the Army Commander personally intervene meant that his aides were useless.

"Boom." "Boom." "Boom."...

Each of the ten shadows surged in aura.

"What? Ten military elites, all burning their godly bodies desperately? I was just passing by!" the clan leader could hardly believe it. How could there be such enmity, to resort to burning their godly bodies in desperation from the outset?

The clan leader glanced at his fellow tribespeople, sadness in his eyes.

"We can't escape this time; we're likely all going to die here," said the disheveled-haired man.

The ten or more true gods of the tribe were stunned.

Suo Zi and Suo Yun, the two young true gods, were especially dumbfounded. They had been full of anticipation for life in Huyang City, and now they were about to die?

They had been born in the tribe and had never been to a big city.

"This is fate."

"We've seen what needed to be seen, experienced what needed to be experienced."

"It's a pity that Suo Yun and Suo Zi are still so young, never having been to a big city."

Most of the other true gods in the tribe were quite resigned; they were the tribal elite, having followed the clan leader to Huyang City for procurement many times, and were accustomed to the constant presence of life and death from frequently hunting exotic beasts.

"Is it finally my turn?" the clan leader calmly awaited his fate, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

The other true gods also gazed out of the Flying Boat, looking at the terrifying siege, each awaiting the arrival of death.

Suddenly—

"What is this?"

"This—"

The Clan Leader, Suo Zi, Suo Yun, and their fellow kin were all shocked as they looked out, only to see a dark-haired man with a pair of dark golden horns suddenly appear outside, his gaze profound.

The moment he appeared, ten shadows were so frightened that they immediately fled: "It's the eternal true god!"

The Clan Leader inside the Flying Boat reacted the quickest, immediately flying out to respectfully bow: "Greetings, Supreme!"

Luo Feng glanced at him, nodded slightly, then waved his hand to collect the entire Flying Boat along with the Clan Leader.

He might have to confront that unfamiliar eternal true god, fearing that even a mere ripple from the battle might kill these weaker ones. Luo Feng did not want to involve the innocent, so he chose to secure them first.

Luo Feng then looked up, gazing towards the distant source of powerful energy, where the ten shadows had also fled.

"I see you," Luo Feng said with a smile.

The black-robed figure hiding in the distance gritted his teeth in frustration. Although he was powerful, and according to the levels of the Bloodline Cultivation Method, he had even reached the Eternal Eighth Realm, making him one of the strongest among the eternal true gods.

But at the crucial moment of harvesting the Blue-Purple Blood Crystal Flower, he did not want any accidents.

Yet as much as he feared something, it happened!

"This is my place of cultivation." A terrifying power released slightly, and a deep voice sounded, "Respected Divine Monarch passing by, please leave."

In the Land of Origin, Divine Monarch was a term of respect.

"Place of cultivation?" Luo Feng laughed, "How come I detect the aura of a rare heavenly treasure!"

The terrifying power in the distance immediately revealed a black-robed figure. S~eaʀᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The black-robed figure's expression was extremely grim and annoyed. He had tried his best to conceal his presence, but the scent of the heavenly treasure was too mysterious; achieving a 'perfect concealment' usually required the power of a Primal Chaos Overlord.

"The blossoming period of the Blue-Purple Blood Crystal Flower lasts only ten days, and within these ten days, apart from me, there appears to be another eternal true god who has passed by and detected the aura of the treasure," the black-robed figure internally sighed.

After showing himself, the black-robed figure looked towards Luo Feng from afar.

Both parties' gazes collided.

"Indeed, there is a rare heavenly treasure, but I discovered it first," the black-robed figure said, "Whoever dares to compete, I shall kill!"

He was gambling.

Gambling that Luo Feng, unaware of the heavenly treasure, would not rashly risk a battle.

What he did not know was that aside from a few crucial treasures, Luo Feng was essentially penniless, desperately in need of treasures to exchange for resources. Moreover, Luo Feng had been lonely in the Primordial Cosmos Region for too long and was eager for a great battle.

"I am very interested in trying," Luo Feng's eyes gleamed with the desire to fight.

"You are forcing my hand," the black-robed figure sighed softly, and the surroundings instantly darkened a bit; the ten trusted aides by his side silently disintegrated and died. At their deaths, each seemed somewhat incredulous.

"You killed your subordinates?" Luo Feng was puzzled.

"They should die the moment they learn of the heavenly treasure," the black-robed figure spoke calmly, "Originally, they could have lived a few more days until the matter was settled, but then you arrived!"

For an ordinary treasure, there was no need to kill his trusted aides; Hei Duomo was enough to withstand the scrutiny that comes with an ordinary treasure.

But the Blue-Purple Blood Crystal Flower was too precious; once exposed, it would bring too much trouble, and Hei Duomo did not think he could withstand it. So Hei Duomo's plan was to kill all creatures approaching this area. Naturally, he had never planned to spare the ten trusted aides who had been following him.

"Tell me your name; as an eternal true god, you have earned the right to be remembered," the black-robed figure spoke.

"Since I am going to die, there's no need to know too much," Luo Feng replied.

The black-robed figure laughed in extreme anger.

He was reluctant to make a move easily, because any eternal true god on the Land of Origin should not be underestimated; after all, anyone could produce a terrifying treasure with a flip of their hand. But that did not mean he lacked confidence!

Hei Duomo, with the strength of the 'Eternal Eighth Realm', was considered exceptionally strong among the eternal true gods; otherwise, he would not have been assigned to oversee many matters in Huyang City.

"I am being cautious as an old hand, and yet this eternal true god does not know the immensity of heaven and earth," the black-robed figure's prepared secret technique was instantly unleashed.

"Hmm?" Luo Feng felt it.

A certain unknown source of law was activated.

A black-silver conical spike appeared out of nowhere.

This black-silver spike was densely covered with secret patterns that circulated, terrifying in power. As soon as it appeared, it was already in front of Luo Feng, its speed distorting space and slightly altering the flow of time.

Luo Feng's body was not large, but as a Perfect Divine Body, he could change size at will; though seeming small, it was actually immensely huge. Moreover, in his hometown's small cosmos, Divine Power was continuously forming, connected to the True God's Heart and continuously supplying, causing Luo Feng's godly body to continuously grow.

This black-silver spike, about half the height of Luo Feng, struck him in the chest with a "bang!!!" like two towering mountains colliding at high speed. Even as a Perfect Divine Body, Luo Feng was still knocked back by this spike, his step back causing the void to tremble.

At the same time, one spike after another appeared out of thin air.

As they appeared, these spikes had already reached in front of Luo Feng!

Some spikes struck Luo Feng's headron-head, some on his back, and some on his face... The spikes, attacking from all directions, bombarded Luo Feng.

A total of nineteen spikes!

These nineteen spikes coordinated with each other, their terrifying strikes flowing continuously like water, bringing destructive power that surged into Luo Feng's body, aiming to completely destroy his godly body.

And each spike also transmitted a strange toxin, permeating Luo Feng's godly body, eroding his consciousness.

"Toxins of Law?" Luo Feng detected, his eyes flickering with excitement, "Really interesting."

It had been too long since he had encountered such an interesting opponent.