Chapter 1005: God's Tomb

“Will this never cease?!” Ji Hong was startled and furious, his head throbbing. Today’s events were beyond imagination; a native of the netherworld had actually produced two decrees from a Heavenly Venerate, a feat so defiant it made one want to vomit blood.

Ji Hong was already heavily wounded, and the first decree had been merely incomplete. Now, with a complete one appearing, how could he not be filled with dread?

Even as a half-step Heavenly Venerate, he knew fear. He had a red line, aware of which levels of energy should never be provoked.

Though he reacted swiftly, instantly attempting to flee, it was too late. The decree flew out, blotting out the sky and sun, covering the passage.

In that very instant, the golden decree erupted. A majestic figure vaguely materialized, extending a massive hand that slammed towards Ji Hong!

It was a vessel of the Great Dao, an embodiment of rules, accompanied by surging chaotic energy. The hand was as black as ink, threatening to shatter the void and obliterate all things.

Despite Ji Hong's strength and desperate resistance, he couldn't withstand it. His bones instantly snapped, muscles tore, and he coughed up mouthfuls of blood, sent flying backward.

Others saw a black giant hand, a Heavenly Venerate's palm formed by the runes on the decree. But Ji Hong saw order itself, the embodiment of a Heavenly Venerate's profound mysteries.

This terrified him; he truly couldn't block it. With just one blow, he was on the verge of disintegrating again. A complete Heavenly Venerate's decree was indeed terrifying!

“Kill!”

Ji Hong fought desperately as his body disintegrated. He didn't want his soul-light to shatter as well, as that would cause immense damage, potentially severing his Dao foundation, or even leading to death.

A precious ring appeared, glittering with iridescent light, illuminating the heavens and earth. This was his secret treasure, a half-step Heavenly Venerate-grade artifact, which he had conjured.

He had been reluctant to use it earlier, but now, to save his life and survive, he had no choice but to activate it.

Crack!

However, in the end, this glowing blue bracelet shattered the moment it expanded to the size of a millstone. It broke into pieces, its metallic luster dimmed, becoming a useless artifact.

The Heavenly Venerate's decree glowed, growing even more brilliant, with surging golden light. The black giant hand extending from the paper became increasingly terrifying, sending Ji Hong flying sideways with its strike, his body exploding.

He finally couldn't resist. Reassembling his body multiple times was futile; he exploded repeatedly, gory and suffering unimaginable wounds.

Even his soul-light was fragmenting, certain to damage his fundamental Dao foundation.

“Beast! Native!” Ji Hong roared, enraged. How long would this injury delay his recovery? Compared to his rivals, he would now be at a disadvantage.

At the same time, his crisis was far from over. The ordeal of life and death continued, and he might die here.

The giant hand in the golden decree finally vanished, but the decree itself became even more dangerous. It began to burn, divine energy boiling, with traces of a seal illuminating dazzling light.

At that moment, the golden decree descended, enveloping Ji Hong's newly reassembled body, smashing him to pieces, his soul-light shattered into fragments.

Blood and bones splattered across the ground; the scene was gruesome.

Ji Hong screamed, feeling as if he were dying. This was truly an unimaginable disaster. Was he going to die such a humiliating death?

But he was truly unwilling, struggling with all his might.

Crack!

The golden decree shattered into pieces. This was also its most dangerous moment; as it disintegrated, it unleashed a final, supremely powerful wave of destructive energy.

Ji Hong was bombarded by the golden decree. His blood mist incinerated and evaporated, and his fragmented soul-light screamed, enveloped, suppressed, and ground away by a mass of golden light, which then blasted towards the boundary membrane, penetrating into the Yang Realm.

Everyone was utterly shocked. Taiwu's direct disciple, Ji Hong, had actually fallen to such a tragic state!

Could he survive? No one knew!

Chu Feng frowned. He hadn't personally witnessed Ji Hong's death, which left him uneasy. He then decisively prepared to leave, knowing he couldn't delay any longer.

However, the boundary membrane was silent for a moment before a loud bang, and Ji Hong's fragmented soul-light, along with wisps of blood mist, reappeared. He truly hadn't died, but he was too severely wounded to reassemble his true form immediately.

Ji Hong knew that his survival wasn't due to his own strength, capable of rivaling a Heavenly Venerate. It was because there was something wrong with the decree itself; it wasn't personally written by a Heavenly Venerate, but merely stamped with their seal!

Thus, he survived, but was gravely injured.

Some people cheered, seeing Ji Hong manifest again at the boundary membrane. They all grew excited. Surely Chu Feng's decrees were exhausted this time? What could he possibly use to fight back now?

“You truly are persistent, Ji Hong. Kneel down and receive the decree again!” Chu Feng shouted.

“Bluster! I’ll kill you!” Ji Hong’s voice was utterly cold. No matter what, he wouldn’t believe that Chu Feng possessed a third Heavenly Venerate decree.

However, in the next moment, he was dumbfounded. Another golden paper flew out of the stone box, radiating a powerful light that made him shudder.

“What the f—!” He cursed. This was simply outrageous, going too far. He was truly miserable. Was he really going to die this time?

Even the others were incredulous, all trembling and prostrating themselves on the ground, oppressed by the immense power and unable to move.

Chu Feng, without hesitation, threw the decree, blasting it towards Ji Hong.

“Ah…”

Ji Hong shrieked, blasted by the decree through to the boundary membrane, destroying even the passage itself. His screams faded into silence, his fate unknown.

Chu Feng sighed. This was a severely damaged decree. After this one was used, he truly had no more.

Earlier, while in the netherworld universe, he had intercepted this damaged decree. He had also ambushed two divine vessels in the chaos, obtaining two relatively intact decrees.

However, one of the intact decrees was partially destroyed during his exploration at Wooden City.

Now, all three decrees were exhausted.

Chu Feng acted decisively, wielding his divine sword. He swiftly slew Chi Ming, the eighth-ranked god in the world, who was prostrating on the ground, severing his head and obliterating his soul-light.

Next, Lan Feng also perished. This god, ranked among the top hundred, was likewise beheaded by Chu Feng, utterly annihilated in body and spirit.

Primarily, after Chu Feng conjured the Heavenly Venerate's decrees, everyone present fell prostrate, trembling like chaff. Chu Feng's successive activation of three Heavenly Venerate decrees sent shivers down the spines of the many evolvers in the secret realm. Who could possibly withstand it?

As for Chu Feng himself, protected by the stone box, he remained unaffected. Thus, his slaughter of the gods this time was smooth, encountering no resistance.

Thud, thud, thud…

Chu Feng went on a rampage, striking repeatedly, specifically targeting god-tier geniuses!

For a time, divine blood splattered everywhere.

“Find an opportunity to enter the Yang Realm!” Chu Feng secretly instructed the twelve snow-white divine-level small animals, which served as his 'eyes and ears'.

After a brief warning, he instantly departed, not forcing his way into the Yang Realm. An instinctive dread made him believe that side was extremely dangerous, and something bad was about to happen.

Chu Feng vanished, heading straight towards the netherworld universe.

His speed was immense. He entered the chaos, then vanished into the stone box, crossing this perilous chaotic sea.

Ultimately, he successfully entered the netherworld universe and, without a moment's pause, hastened towards a specific destination.

In the ruined universe, within that secret realm, divine blood was everywhere, the ground stained crimson. Nearly all the descending god-level evolvers were dead. The Yang Realm had suffered immense losses this time.

This area had virtually become a divine graveyard!

The boundary membrane was breached, and a terrifying figure appeared, looking down upon past, present, and future, erupting with boundless divine energy. It was a Heavenly Venerate, who had rushed over.

“Heavenly Venerate Taiwu!” Someone exclaimed in awe. Taiwu had appeared!

His disciple Ji Hong, a half-step Heavenly Venerate, had been blasted to death by Chu Feng?!

Had he arrived because of a sympathetic resonance?