The terrifying black space cracks collapsed one after another. Countless gods fled in panic, trying to escape the crumbling space. In the God Realm, unless you were a Supreme God or a First-Level God, survival in the void was impossible.
"You're the one who needs to be judged!"
Ninth Divine Skill: Sky-Slaying Sword!
Ye Feng waved his hand, and a gray sword blade descended from the sky, slamming heavily into the Three Realms' Sword of Judgment.
BOOM!
The God Realm trembled violently. Space fractured in massive chunks, and at the center of the collision, a pitch-black hole formed. The gods turned pale. The moment the black hole appeared, it unleashed a terrifying suction force that dragged everything toward it. Even some Second-Level Gods couldn't escape.
Once space began to repair itself, that horrifying suction force instantly transformed into a destructive wind. A shockwave blasted outward, sweeping the area with overwhelming force. When the dust finally settled, the once-endless forest was gone—only a bottomless abyss remained beneath the gods' feet.
Floating in midair were Ye Feng, the Goddess of Life, the Goddess of Kindness, Tang San, the God of Evil, and the God of Destruction.
"Who's winning?" Qian Renxue asked, eyes fixed on both sides.
Ye Feng, the Goddess of Life, and the Goddess of Kindness appeared unscathed. On the other side, Tang San, the God of Evil, and the God of Destruction also showed no visible injuries. However, colored dust—gold, silver, red, black, and purple—drifted slowly around them.
"Senior Brother won," Ning Rongrong sighed in relief, a long-lost smile returning to her face.
That dust wasn't ordinary. It was the manifestation of their origin power. Their source energy had begun to disintegrate into dust—proof that the three gods were about to fade into nothingness.
"I'm not defeated yet," Tang San said, lifting his arm in defiance.
But just that slight movement caused the source energy in his arm to crumble faster.
Tang San froze. He knew that any further movement would only accelerate his demise.
"...Ye Feng, you win," he said at last, accepting the truth.
Ye Feng nodded. "You're outstanding—truly worthy of being my opponent. Your Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms had the potential to kill me. But you overlooked one thing—I'm no ordinary god. I am the God of Creation. I wield not only the power of creation but also a destructive force that surpasses even your sword."
"God of Creation?" Tang San muttered. "Then it seems my defeat isn't unjustified."
He took a deep breath. "Before I die, can I ask you one question?"
Seeing that Tang San was about to vanish into ashes and wouldn't reincarnate, Ye Feng was no longer wary of him. "Go ahead."
"How were you always able to track my whereabouts? It felt like you knew every path I'd choose before I even made the decision."
From Douluo Continent to the God Realm, Tang San had always been outmaneuvered by Ye Feng. It left him with an unshakable sense of confusion and helplessness.
"If you want the answer," Ye Feng said, "you need to complete a few sentences with me. I'll say the first part, and you follow with the next."
"Alright," Tang San agreed.
"The Heavenly King covers the Earthly Tiger..."
"The Pagoda suppresses the River Demon."
"Moonlight shines before my bed..."
"I suspect it's frost on the ground."
"Hoeing crops at noon..."
"Sweat drips into the soil."
Tang San said the responses automatically. But after the third line, his eyes widened in shock. Staring at Ye Feng in disbelief, he exclaimed, "You… you… you're also…!"
Before he could finish, the excitement caused his origin power to crumble faster. Tang San turned to dust, followed quickly by the God of Evil and the God of Destruction.
Their deaths left behind four glowing Godheads—belonging to the Dragon God, Shura God, Evil God, and God of Destruction.
Ye Feng raised his hand and drew all four Godheads into his storage soul guide.
His gaze then turned cold as he looked at the remaining gods—those priests and law enforcement officials who had deserted the Divine Realm Committee.
"It's your turn," Ye Feng said flatly.
"Ours?" one of them asked nervously.
"Yes. It's your turn to be reincarnated."
"Reincarnated? You promised we could live!"
"And that's why you're not being reduced to ashes right now," Ye Feng replied coldly.
He had no mercy for those who had betrayed the committee. In his eyes, any god, priest, or law enforcer who turned their back during battle had no right to remain in the God Realm. Reincarnation was the only mercy they would receive.
The Goddess of Kindness hesitated. "Ye Feng…"
Before she could speak further, Ye Feng interrupted her.
"Xiao," he said sternly, "they betrayed the God of Evil and the God of Destruction once. They can betray us just as easily. I won't allow hidden dangers to fester in the God Realm. What I want is stability and unity."
He swept his gaze across the battlefield.
"Stop hesitating. All creatures can begin—except for the divine beasts who've only recently ascended. And if I have to do it myself, the outcome won't be as kind as reincarnation."
The faces of the traitorous gods turned grim. None of them wanted to lose everything after climbing so high. But against Ye Feng, resistance was futile.
One after another, they accepted their fate. Their divine lives ended, and many godheads were left floating in the air. Ye Feng waved his hand and collected them all.
He turned to look at Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong, Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, the Goddess of Life, the Goddess of Kindness, and Poseidon.
Smiling, he said, "It's finally over. Now… there's one more thing to do."
"Brother, what is it?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
"Time to start having children."
"Eh?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes went wide, and her face turned bright red.
"What? Out of the three forms of unfilial behavior, the worst is not having offspring. With wives like you all, if I don't father at least a thousand or eight hundred kids, people might think I'm impotent," Ye Feng laughed.
He glanced playfully at the group of beautiful women. "So, who's going first?"
"Ah?"
"Ah?"
"Ah?"
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Shui Bing'er, and the others all froze in place.
"How about you, Xiao Wu?" Ye Feng teased, stepping toward her.
"Nope!" Xiao Wu immediately dodged, hiding behind Ning Rongrong. "Let Rongrong go first!"
"Xiao Wu, you traitor!" Ning Rongrong huffed, her ears burning as she playfully glared at her friend.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a loud rumble shook the air.
"What was that?" Ning Rongrong asked, startled.
"It's bad," the Goddess of Life said with a serious expression, turning her eyes toward the southern sky.
Above the Forest of Life, a gray mass of energy slammed into the God Realm's barrier.
"The real catastrophe… is coming."
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