Survival of the fittest is the law of existence for all races in the universe, let alone in a game world. Therefore, Ye Yun felt no psychological burden even after killing so many gods. Moreover, they were inherently hostile to each other.
Time ticked by, and finally, the system announced that Ye Yun's total kills of gods had dropped below five hundred thousand. This brought the frenzy of Ye Yun back to a degree of clarity.
“Master, be careful!”
Just as Ye Yun paused, Xin Zhuangling unfurled his scroll, and a massive divine mountain painting flew out, descending from the sky to suppress Ye Yun.
The divine mountain was so vast it obscured the sun and moon, and its appearance stirred up a tempest. Most terrifying was the immense pressure it exuded upon its arrival, covering the entire land. No matter how Ye Yun flapped his Flowing Wind Wings, he couldn't maintain stability and was forced to land.
“What in the world is this! Is this the legendary divine method?” Ye Yun stared at the black and white divine mountain, feeling utterly absurd. This was just a painting, how did the ink and wash suddenly transform into a solid mountain?
“A world, a land; an inch of mountains and rivers, a sky! Suppress!”
The Scholar Xin Zhuangling descended from the sky, standing atop the divine mountain and looking down at Ye Yun with a disdainful expression. As he spoke, countless rays of divine light erupted from the massive mountain. What was once monochrome ink turned vibrant green, with birds and beasts appearing, and an even more terrifying pressure was added to Ye Yun.
“Demon! I am a teacher, and I do not kill indiscriminately. I offer you a chance: surrender to my divine race, and you shall be a slave and servant for all eternity, contributing your life to the rise of my divine race! Otherwise, I shall suppress you in my divine realm forever, with no hope of ever rising again!” Xin Zhuangling arrogantly addressed the ant-like Ye Yun and spoke loudly.
As he spoke, immense energy surged from the ground—the souls of over a hundred million gods that Ye Yun had killed!
“Soul Refining Forbidden Art! It’s the Soul Refining Forbidden Art! How could he know such an evil technique!”
“The Soul Refining Forbidden Art was sealed by the Teacher with great divine power at the foot of the divine mountain! How could it suddenly be in his hands?” Carlo’s face paled as he saw countless phantoms converging towards Xin Zhuangling.
The Soul Refining Forbidden Art was a technique that relied on devouring the souls of gods to strengthen oneself. Those who cultivated it needed to consume the souls of countless of their own kind to grow powerful quickly.
A million years ago, one individual had used this art to slaughter millions of gods, and by devouring their souls, he had leaped from a mere Divine Soldier to a Divine King!
Had it not been for the Divine Master’s eventual righteous act of eliminating him, the entire divine realm would likely have become a living hell by now.
“The forbidden art was sealed by the Divine Master, and only the Divine Master can unseal it,” Lian Tianchuan said bitterly, looking at Xin Zhuangling in the sky and filled with worry for the future of the divine realm.
“You mean Xin Zhuangling got the forbidden art from the Divine Master? Then what will happen to our divine realm?” Carlo collapsed onto his mount.
“Perhaps this is the true contingency the Divine Master left behind. He has become an Awakened One; the divine realm is merely his past. Our lives and deaths are no longer within his consideration,” Lian Tianchuan thought deeply at this moment.
The souls of a million gods could elevate a Divine Soldier to the realm of a Divine King. And now? Over a hundred million divine souls!
This was enough to allow Xin Zhuangling’s power to surpass that of the former Divine Master, perhaps even exceeding the Heavenly Dao Spirit. Then the entire divine realm would become his playground, a source of energy for his growth. It was akin to raising an alligator in a pond.
Translucent souls, emitting a faint white light, entered Xin Zhuangling’s brow. Under Ye Yun’s bewildered gaze, Xin Zhuangling broke through the Divine King barrier and reached the Divine Master realm, advancing almost a level every few seconds. Then, under the immense energy, his cultivation did not stabilize but instead surged with even greater force, shattering the Divine Master’s barrier of a million years and reaching the Divine Emperor realm!
Ten thousand miles of auspicious clouds billowed, and divine sounds echoed. As Xin Zhuangling’s power increased, the pressure on Ye Yun reached its peak.
“This aura far surpasses that of the divine realm’s Heavenly Dao Spirit at that time. Fortunately, I am no longer the same person I used to be; otherwise, I would indeed be in a tough fight.” Ye Yun felt a bit stifled, simultaneously thankful that his own strength had increased so rapidly.
*Boom…*
While Ye Yun was secretly rejoicing, the entire sky suddenly boomed. The auspicious clouds were scattered, and countless souls were shattered, transforming into pure divine essence that flowed into the divine mountain, imbuing it with a touch of divinity.
“Go to hell, you bastard.”
Ye Yun flicked his middle finger at the seemingly refined but villainous Xin Zhuangling.
“You seek death!”
Xin Zhuangling’s joy from his sudden surge in power instantly turned to fury, and the divine mountain pressed down towards Ye Yun.
“Damn it, I can’t even fly! Then I’ll destroy you, you scoundrel!” Instantly, countless sword shadows erupted, striking towards the divine mountain, producing clanging sounds and sparks.
With sword shadows flying, Ye Yun’s figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared elsewhere.
The ‘Blink’ skill, unused for a long time, once again became Ye Yun’s primary skill. Unfortunately, Blink’s movement range was limited, and the divine mountain’s suppression covered an area of nearly fifty kilometers! It was impossible for Ye Yun to escape the mountain’s range.
Most importantly, Ye Yun could still feel Xin Zhuangling’s aura continuously ascending, emitting a power so immense that even Ye Yun was awestruck.
A native possessing such strength was truly unbelievable. After all, his current power surpassed that of the divine realm’s Heavenly Dao!
Hundreds of thousands of sharp swords still couldn't break through the divine mountain’s onslaught. Ye Yun’s vision suddenly went black, and he was then crushed by the entire mountain.
“This is unscientific, why can this divine mountain block my attacks?” This was Ye Yun’s only thought as he was pressed down by the divine mountain.
“You refuse a toast and insist on a penal drink! Boy, my power has now surpassed the pinnacle of the divine realm, breaking through all the shackles of my divine race for countless epochs. In all fairness, I should thank you!” Xin Zhuangling’s voice echoed throughout the entire divine realm. Even though Ye Yun was pinned at the bottom of the divine mountain, he could still hear it clearly.
However, Ye Yun couldn’t pay him any mind, for at this moment, he and Black Ant were in a dire predicament.
“System Notification: Player is being suppressed by a supreme divine treasure. He is being eroded by immense divinity, losing 50 billion HP per second. Player pet ‘Black Ant’ is losing 50 billion HP per second.”
Fortunately, Ye Yun and Black Ant were not truly crushed by the divine mountain but were in a cave carved out by Ye Yun’s countless sword shadows at its base.