Chapter 2908: Eight Wings
On Moon God Mountain, at the Vast Cold Divine Palace.
Shang Yue walked into the divine palace, bowed respectfully before the divine altar, and said, “Reporting to Master, news has arrived from Xinghuantian. The Colorful Garment God died at the hands of Xue Jue War God. As for Yan God, he was killed by Zhang Ruochen.”
On the divine altar, the jade-carved statue of a deity came to life, robes fluttering, radiant and exquisite.
It was none other than the Moon God.
The Moon God’s voice was ethereal, her true body not present here. She said, “That boy Zhang Ruochen truly hasn’t disappointed me. What I dared not do back then, he has accomplished. The Four-Armor Blood Ancestor was likely also killed by him.”
Back then, deities like Yan God, Four-Armor Blood Ancestor, Black Heart Demon Lord, and Two-Armor Blood Ancestor, relying on Jia Tianxia to back them up, came to Moon God Mountain to probe the Moon God’s true strength.
Although the Moon God acted extremely assertively, she was in fact outwardly strong but inwardly weak, not daring to truly kill them.
At that time, looking across the entire Heavenly Court, the Moon God had no allies, and her divine power had not yet recovered. She had to appear strong to intimidate enemies while carefully measuring her actions.
Her situation was not much better than Zhang Ruochen’s back then.
Shang Yue said, “Disciple truly cannot understand. Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation was already crippled by a Heavenly Lord, so how is he still this formidable?”
The Moon God’s tone turned somewhat cold and sharp. “The fact that he could provoke a Heavenly Lord to personally act to cripple him—doesn’t that itself prove how formidable he is? Even I, at present, do not yet have that qualification.”
Shang Yue, now nearing the peak of half-god cultivation and standing at the apex of the mortal world, naturally understood what a “Heavenly Lord” represented.
Even a realm lord, upon meeting a Heavenly Lord, must bow and pay respects.
It was truly hard to imagine what terrible thing Zhang Ruochen had done to provoke a Heavenly Lord to personally cripple him.
It could only mean that Zhang Ruochen had already touched the most core secrets of the universe, had already become a threat to the chess players of heaven and earth, and was likely about to leap out of the chessboard.
The Moon God said, “This time, the Heavenly Realm Faction has suffered a great loss. They will certainly not let things rest. Zhang Ruochen will face great danger. I have a secret letter here; deliver it to Xinghuantian and give it to him.”
The Moon God waved her fragrant sleeve, and a letter appeared on the divine altar.
On the envelope, divine patterns were engraved.
The distance between the Heavenly Court and Xinghuantian was too vast, and with the war between Heaven and Hell, numerous prohibitions had been set up in the starry sky. Directly transmitting a message to Zhang Ruochen was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Shang Yue picked up the secret letter, frowned, and said, “With such a major incident happening, the space teleportation arrays and wormholes to Xinghuantian have likely been cut off. With my cultivation level, I’m afraid…”
“You don’t need to go to Xinghuantian yourself. Deliver it to the Starry Sky Defense Line and give it to the Hundred Blossom Divine Goddess Ji Fanxin of the Thousand Stamen Realm. She has already emerged from seclusion and should be heading to Xinghuantian soon.”
The Moon God reverted to her jade statue form, becoming cold and still.
No one knew where the Moon God’s true body actually was.
…
Sixth Elder left the Heavenly South Life-Death Wasteland and flew down to a dead star in the star domain where the Undying Blood Clan was located.
A mountain range several thousand meters high lay ahead, exuding a chilling aura.
“Whoosh!”
A startling crack split open in the mountain range, emitting an eerie blue light from within.
Sixth Elder moved his lips, transmitting a message outward.
“Excellent! Xue Jue War God’s battle with Duotian Divine Emperor will surely be fraught with danger. Now is the perfect opportunity to annihilate the Blood Absolute Family.” The voice of Potian War God rang out.
“Boom!”
The mountain range collapsed, and a streak of blue light flew out from underground.
Then, it shot straight into the pitch-black, boundless universe, turning into a speck of light and vanishing completely.
Sixth Elder clasped his hands behind his back, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He muttered to himself, “Xue Jue, whether you survive Duotian Divine Emperor’s hands or not, this time, your Blood Absolute Family will pay a heavy price. This is the price of opposing Heavenly South! Haha!”
…
At the Divine Maiden Tower of the World.
Zhang Ruochen stood within the inner world of the bronze coffin. Yan God’s divine body had been devoured almost entirely, leaving only three divine sources floating in midair, like three blazing suns.
Yan God primarily cultivated the path of flame. The three divine sources contained Purifying Divine Flame, Annihilating Heavenly Flame, and Obliterating Starfire respectively.
Although he had cultivated the “Three Corpses Refining God,” he had been severely injured in his earlier battles with Gu Ya and Blood Butcher. Later, Blood Butcher had drained a large amount of his divine blood, making it impossible for him to separate his three corpses during the Camel Star Cloud battle.
This made it much easier for Zhang Ruochen to deal with him.
Zhang Ruochen reached out to grab one of the divine sources, but before he could touch it, his fingers caught fire, burning with excruciating pain.
“Such formidable divine fire, with temperatures exceeding ten million degrees.”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror and stored the three divine sources inside.
Divine sources were priceless.
These three divine sources from Yan God should be exchangeable for three divine pills, which would allow Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power to rise another notch in a short time.
Once his spiritual power reached the seventy-fifth rank, Zhang Ruochen was confident he could face an upper-level god head-on.
To enhance his own strength, besides cultivating spiritual power, raising the Devouring Divine Insects was another method.
After devouring Yan God, the Devouring Divine Insects showed no significant improvement in power. Clearly, the flesh and blood of lower-level and mid-level gods could no longer push them toward the next generation of evolution.
However, a batch of the Devouring Divine Insects had laid eggs.
As long as they were fed with the flesh and blood of gods, the number of Devouring Divine Insects would greatly increase.
With more numbers, the swarm’s overall strength would also rise.
“Perhaps only the flesh and blood of a great god can push the Devouring Divine Insects to evolve into the fifth generation.”
Many thoughts ran through Zhang Ruochen’s mind.
He even considered whether to order Yu Longxian to sacrifice herself to feed the insects.
But thinking of Yu Longxian’s formidable combat power, he truly couldn’t bear to use her as blood food for the Devouring Divine Insects.
“Currently, there are over six thousand Devouring Divine Insects. If the eggs are nurtured to maturity, the number will be around ten thousand. At that point, even the fourth-generation Devouring Divine Insects should be able to handle ordinary upper-level gods.”
Zhang Ruochen still felt a slight reluctance, as according to his estimates, fifth-generation Devouring Divine Insects should be able to threaten even someone of Shang Hong’s caliber.
“If I dig up those divine corpses from the Rain Chen Divine Temple, would there be a chance?” Zhang Ruochen rubbed his chin, calculating.
Zhang Ruochen knew well that once news of his survival spread, trouble would inevitably follow. He would need even greater power to cope.
Although he had now resumed his martial arts cultivation path, expecting rapid progress in a short time was clearly wishful thinking.
Spiritual power, Devouring Divine Insects, and the Military Dao Nether Curse Technique were the three trump cards he could openly use. They were sufficient to deal with ordinary upper-level gods, but among upper-level gods, there were also those of Shang Hong, Hai Shang Minggong, and Mi Lianshan’s caliber.
That was the truly headache-inducing part.
Zhang Ruochen flew out of the bronze coffin’s inner world. Inside the palace, lamps and candles burned brightly, and rare ancient paintings hung on the walls.
In the hollow incense burner, wisps of smoke curled upward.
Yi Man and Lu Yi, two Saint King-level masters who were pavilion lords, stood like maidservants outside the white jade bead curtain. They had been ordered by White Queen to attend to Zhang Ruochen.
When they presided over their respective Divine Maiden Pavilions, even divine sons and daughters or mortal-world overlords had to show them some respect. But now, the two women were extremely cautious, not daring to disturb the true god inside.
This was someone who could kill Yan God, with a background so vast and status so noble that even the city lord had to tread carefully.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen emerge from the bronze coffin, Yi Man couldn’t help but look up and glance through the jade curtain.
She saw Zhang Ruochen’s body radiating divine light as he released his spiritual power. In an instant, the space inside the room stretched, expanding a hundredfold, becoming vast and empty.
Zhang Ruochen took out eight snow-white wings.
The wings were enormous, each ten zhang long, emitting a flawless white radiance and exuding terrifying divine might. On the feathers, divine blood was crimson red, a shocking sight.
“Rumble!”
The eight wings trembled violently, and the divine power fluctuations shook out all the divine patterns and dao locks within the palace.
At the cuts of the wings, blood flew out.
Each drop of divine blood transformed into an angel, flying around the room.
The divine power fluctuations and divine might energy struck Yi Man and Lu Yi. Despite fully activating their sacred qi to resist, they were suppressed, forcing them to kneel on one knee.
“Even after being severed, they still have such power.”
Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly, releasing his spiritual power to form dense chains, firmly suppressing the eight wings.
The white-feathered angels flying in the room all exploded, turning into wisps of blood energy.
These eight wings had been severed from Duotian Divine Emperor by Desolate Heaven. Within the wings, Duotian Divine Emperor’s spiritual will remained unextinguished, and divine might lingered.
Even Saint Kings like Yi Man and Lu Yi, let alone false gods daring to approach the eight wings, would be slain.
Duotian Divine Emperor’s Radiant Esoterica had been sealed within the eight wings by Desolate Heaven.
If not for Desolate Heaven’s seal, the power unleashed by the eight wings would be unstoppable even by true gods, enough to overturn the Divine Maiden Tower of the World.
Zhang Ruochen reached out a hand and pressed it against one of the wings, releasing his spiritual power to probe inside.
“Boom!”
A white light wave burst forth from the wing, formed by countless dense Radiant rules, knocking Zhang Ruochen back seven steps. His palm turned white, as if about to be lightified.
“No good! Forcibly seizing the Radiant Esoterica like this will only harm myself. I must first comprehend the path of Radiant and gain some understanding of it.”
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, and the knowledge from the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree surfaced in his mind, including the cultivation method for the path of Radiant.
“With these eight angel wings and the cultivation method for the path of Radiant, given my insight and spiritual power, I should be able to make initial progress in a short time.”
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
Two sounds of bodies falling came from outside.
Zhang Ruochen looked outward and saw Yi Man and Lu Yi both collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
A new figure had appeared in the room.
It was Bai Qinger, wearing a veil. She stood by the lamp, her figure slender and ethereal like an immortal.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at her, immediately stood up, and covered the entire palace with his spiritual power. “Too dangerous. Didn’t I tell you to return to the Kunlun Realm first? Why have you come to the Divine Maiden Tower of the World instead? Your transformation technique can’t even fool me, so how can it fool White Queen?”
“A major figure from the Destiny Temple has arrived. White Queen has gone to greet them and is not in the Divine Maiden Tower of the World. Come with me now; this is the last chance. You should understand that many gods in the Destiny Temple have always wanted to eliminate you.”
Bai Qinger’s form and appearance changed, transforming into the likeness of Chi Yao.