Ascension

As the voice fell, the Grim Reaper's scythe cut through the void, and a cube-shaped gray barrier enveloped the chaotic and distorted sky battlefield.

The two gods who were engaged in a fierce battle shifted their gaze almost at the same time.

"Tear!"

On the left is an ugly arm covered with black scales, about three kilometers long, and able to coil and climb like a python.

Seeing Ye Chengfeng rushing into the battlefield, he stretched out his claws without thinking, wanting to crush his head in an instant.

“Swish swish!!”

On the other side, a god of wind element disguised as a human boy had strong airflows bursting out of his blue skin. Wind threads as thick as human pores wrapped around Ye Chengfeng's limbs, and he actually wanted to make him incomplete in an instant.

"It's quite lively. Which one should I choose first?"

Ye Chengfeng whistled softly and looked at the different reactions on both sides with great interest.

"boom!"

The devil's claws were indeed on His head.

But what was broken was not the neck, but the finger of the God of Wind Element.

Those controlled wind threads immediately became limp and no longer had the power to hurt people.

——This is the move that Father God once used!

Ye Hanjun's eyes were burning, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

Ever since Patriarch Chengfeng entered the battlefield, he had the qualifications to watch the war between gods and was no longer afraid of the rule that gods cannot be looked directly at.

In his impression, the expansion of the world of the dead not only imprisons living beings, but also allows spellcasters to transfer damage through the hideous scythe of death.

Although Patriarch Chengfeng has never fought with gods of the same level, he is very adept at practical combat skills, which is really amazing.

"Big Tadpole, what's the name of that evil god?"

Guagua, who was standing on the shoulder and watching the fight, asked in a very serious tone, his nerves tense.

Ye Hanjun tried to use the "Qualification Appraisal" and immediately replied:
"Evil God, Butcher's Arm."

"I can't see his skill column. It seems that except for the contracted Deity, and the Chengfeng Patriarch who is suspected to be closely related to the Mingdeng Ye clan, my identification of other gods is impossible to be complete."

"It's okay. Just having a name is enough. I'll remember Him!"

Guagua made a threatening sound, and even from a distance, he could still smell the strong hostility in his blood. He muttered to himself:
"He seems to have been seriously injured. Two-thirds of his scales have fallen off, and his filthy blood has dyed the entire sky red!"

"Come on, Grandpa Chengfeng, get rid of this annoying guy!"

"For every day he stays in this world, the wailing and despair of living beings will seem to echo in my ears..."

Ye Hanjun stretched out his hand to comfort the uncharacteristic little guy and changed the subject:
"The Yuan-seed deity who fought against him was called "Son of the Hurricane."

"Judging from the injuries on both sides, the Son of the Hurricane clearly has the upper hand, which is a bit strange."

"Quack, that's very strange!"

Guagua nodded and agreed:

"Evil gods, disaster gods, and wild gods are typically difficult to kill and fight. When their strengths are similar, the evil gods are often superior."

"This Son of Hurricane is probably also a resurrected ancient spirit."

"Was He so powerful when He was alive? He encountered a big bad guy from the evil system, and he was chased everywhere to escape."

"Not sure, let's take a look."

Ye Hanjun quietly changed his position and, together with Xu Xuan, made sure that he could appear near any wall of the Death Realm at any time to block the two gods' retreat.

"boom!"

In the realm of the dead, after realizing that his five fingers were broken, the Son of Hurricane pulled back quickly, keeping a distance very cautiously.

When he retreated to the edge, a pair of green tornado drills appeared behind him and violently hit the wall.

However, the wall did not move at all. Hurricane Son narrowed his eyes and asked calmly:

"Who are you, and why are you stopping me from hunting the evil god?"

"Do you know what kind of disaster the Three Evil Gods are? If we don't get rid of them, what kind of disaster will the world naturally face?"

"Oh?"

Ye Chengfeng pulled out the Grim Reaper's sickle that was stuck in his stomach, put it on his shoulder again, and said with a smile:
"The evil god is the source of all evil, how could I not know that?"

"But is your existence justified by heaven?"

"An ancient spirit reappears in the new universe. I wonder what it feels like to have such a legendary experience?"

"..."

The Son of the Hurricane fell silent.

He no longer tried to break through the cage of the Death Realm. Five green whirlpools of hurricanes began to rotate around his body:
"Returning to this era, I have never interacted with normal creatures."

"Since you know me, it is very likely that you are the same kind as the criminal who violated the taboo, right?"

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

Ye Chengfeng calmly welcomed the scrutiny of the Son of Hurricane, as if he was not in a battlefield but a teahouse or restaurant:

"Since you've shown up, will I let you leave alive?"

"Taiguk Zhouyuan, no matter how you died."

"Now is the new universe. Die again and return to dust."

When the word "吧" fell, both sides moved at the same time.

Ye Chengfeng first used a sickle to block the butcher's arm that attacked from behind, then rushed to the front of the Son of Hurricane, aimed at His waist, and raised the sickle high.

"Shh!"

The sickle missed, and the Son of Hurricane teleported to the side of Ye Chengfeng with a light flash. Using the form of a strong wind, he actually transformed into a sickle of wind and slashed at Ye Chengfeng's waist in turn.

"You are such a petty person, you should give them a taste of your own medicine."

Ye Chengfeng sneered, turned the tip of the knife in a circle, and stabbed his own chest.

Instantly, the Scythe of Wind hit His body, but the imagined scene of being split into two did not appear. Instead, the Son of Hurricane himself groaned, and his upper and lower body were separated.

"Rumble--"

The wild wind swept the earth, and everything withered and flourished.

The Son of Hurricane has an elemental body, so a mere broken wound would not possibly cause any serious damage.

He did not pause, and his split body transformed into two wind sickles, one on the left and one on the right, continuing to slash at Ye Chengfeng's body.

"Want to test the limits of my ability to transfer damage?"

Ye Chengfeng laughed in silence and shook his head repeatedly:

"This is the realm of the dead, it's my domain."

"Is it too much to compete with me in consumption?"

As he spoke, Ye Chengfeng flew backwards, and a devil claw with burning blood on its fingertips viciously pierced his right hand.

"puff!"

Half of the body of the Son of Hurricane suddenly stopped rotating clockwise.

A bunch of crystal substance shining with green light dissipated into the strong wind and disappeared.

That is the blood of the primordial spirit, and also the purest wind element.

Just because it could not accommodate the evil laws of the Butcher's Arm, it was forced to split in order to preserve the whole from being contaminated.

Ye Chengfeng took advantage of the victory and pursued, suddenly pulling out the Grim Reaper's scythe and slashing at the Son of Hurricane in an uncertain form again.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! Bang, bang, bang!"

The gods' combat capabilities were truly terrifying, and the Son of Hurricane was the god who controlled the element of wind. At least half of the time, Ye Hanjun couldn't see his movements clearly, whether it was his naked eyes or his soul, they were both two or even three beats slower.

But Patriarch Chengfeng is too shameless. No matter who attacks, he will transfer the damage to the soul.

The Son of Hurricane wanted to escape but couldn't, wanted to hide but couldn't. Every time the laws of the Butcher's Arm eroded him, he had to consume his own origin to parry, and at one point he fell into a disadvantage.

"I didn't expect that this evil god who has no brains and only knows how to attack would become my biggest obstacle. This stupid thing..."

After a while, the Son of the Hurricane reassembled himself, and the appearance of the human boy took shape. He said with cold eyes and stern brows:
"When two gods fight each other, there will be losses. You really know how to choose the right time."

"I don't want to play with you anymore. No matter who you are, knowing the forbidden secrets is enough reason to kill you."

The Son of Hurricane closed his eyes, and a crack suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Ye Hanjun and Gua Gua, who were watching from the sidelines, were terrified when they suddenly saw a spear flashing with illusory light slowly sliding out from the gap.

"This is?!"

Xu Xuan, who controls the laws of space, was inexplicably shocked.

It rarely has such strong emotional fluctuations, which is enough to show how extraordinary this spear that is between reality and illusion is.

"This instrument should not have been used on you."

"But he is also an evil god. I don't want to let Butcher Arm roam freely in the world. His death will help stabilize the order of heaven."

The Son of Hurricane opened his eyes again, and an unprecedented cold light shone, causing the green wind on his body to almost freeze time and space:

"If you want to interfere, it would save me a lot of trouble."

"Let me see your true face. The Sky Punishment Spear, the meaning of the spear is explosive killing!" There seemed to be a thunder sound in his ears. The Son of Hurricane grasped the spear, aimed at Ye Chengfeng, and threw it with great force.

Ye Chengfeng's smiling smile faded instantly.

He raised his sickle and stabbed it into his chest. The expanding realm of death shrank in a very short moment, and a thicker gray light wrapped around the Butcher's Arm and the Son of Hurricane respectively.

"It's useless. These are the three spear intentions condensed by the Heaven Punishment Divine Spear. I am the user and will not be harmed."

A cruel smile that didn't match his age appeared on the young face of the Son of Hurricane. His arm holding the gun pushed forward inch by inch. The gray fog and gray light along the way rolled back to the sides as if they had encountered their nemesis.

"Do you think it's possible for me to hunt down the evil god alone?"

"You ignorant rat, in the name of Heaven, I sentence you to death!"

"Boom!"

A hint of cold light, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, vowed to flatten the mountains and the earth.

Ye Chengfeng's body was frozen, and in the blink of an eye, the unbreakable wall of the death world made a crisp cracking sound.

When Ye Hanjun looked again, the spear, which was as powerful as a hot knife through butter, had already pierced through Ye Chengfeng's left chest with the invincible spirit of killing gods and demons who stood in his way, and then dragged his tattered body and nailed him directly to death in the collapsing palace.

"Anyone who offends Tian Yan will be killed without mercy!"

The voice of infinite majesty resounded through heaven and earth like a huge bell.

The Son of Hurricane seemed to have expected this. In his cold pupils, a scarlet word "sin" was reflected. It slowly and forcefully attached to Ye Chengfeng's body and was about to merge with his soul.

"It is indeed the God of Sin who escaped from the surveillance of the Heavenly Dao and came to me. Does he think my contribution is not enough?"

The Son of Hurricane snorted coldly, and with an idea in mind, he was ready to push the spear to send Ye Chengfeng on his final journey.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Without any warning, the gun handle suddenly began to shake.

The Son of the Hurricane, who was inexplicably shaken away, felt as if he was hit by a bolt from the blue sky, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

The blood-stained word of sin——collapsed!

It failed to merge into the body of the God of Sin. A faint golden light was born from Ye Chengfeng's body, and then it shed endless light like the sun. At least 70% of the murderous intent in the tyrannical spear under its care disappeared.

"How could the Heaven Punishment Divine Spear's gun intent possibly fail..."

The Son of the Hurricane was stunned and said in disbelief:

"This golden light is so bright, it is clear that I was born with the love of heaven and earth, just like children who are as close as blood, and have no relationship with each other..."

"How could such a creature betray the way of heaven? How could it be possible for it to know the taboos? Who... are you?"

"Ahem... Is this your trump card? It's boring."

Ye Chengfeng grasped the handle of the gun and pulled it out little by little.

Although there was no blood from the wound, His face still turned slightly pale.

Obviously, this shot is not a fond memory. Thinking about it afterwards, it will only be classified as boring.

"Hey, I have a question for you."

"It seems that your spear intent can be used three times, once to severely injure the evil god, once to be used on me, and the remaining last time, do you want to use it as soon as possible?"

Ye Chengfeng patted the non-existent dust on his chest, turned his head to look at the dying butcher's arm, and said to himself:
"Is there really a limit to the damage transfer? This gun has the power to destroy everything. If it really hits me, with my body, I might die."

"Fortunately, this gun doesn't seem to be able to show its complete form in front of me."

"This evil god is not bad. He knows that I have a short life, so he stands here to share the damage for me. I will make sure that he dies more quickly later."

"Which faction of the Conferred God do you belong to?!"

“Based on your aura, you can’t possibly be a rare Conferred God like the Pure Land or the Realm. With your humanoid form and such strange abilities, it’s not an exaggeration to say that you are half evil. How could the heaven and earth recognize you and treat you as a relative?!”

The Son of the Hurricane questioned every word.

Ye Chengfeng rolled his eyelids and said nonchalantly:

"Want to know? I'll tell you in the underworld."

"Oh no, you were dead originally, but you just came back to life temporarily."

"Killing you is just returning to normal order. Since the Heavenly Dao still recognizes my identity, I will not allow you to continue to jump around here."

Ye Chengfeng——grinned, and all his gentle demeanor was lost.

He inserted the Grim Reaper's scythe into the void, and the shattered world of death seemed to gain vitality, and the pervasive cracks were quickly repaired.

"It seems that I can't kill you with just one skill. I don't want to play anymore. I'll just show you my real ability."

"It is your honor to die under the laws represented by the two crowned ones. After you return to the dead, remember to give me a five-star rating."

Ye Chengfeng stretched out his hand and summoned blood, which bloomed like fireworks. When the blood rain fell, the cold and evil air filled the entire dead world.

"Ancestor, please lend me your divine bow."

"Buzzing—"

The void twisted, and a dark red longbow dripping with blood was outlined inch by inch.

Finally, He was held in Ye Chengfeng's hand, and His length, thickness, and shape were exactly as if they were tailor-made for him.

"Boom!"

As the bow shadow emerged, the halo of annihilation radiated far away, and the Son of Hurricane, who was hit by the aftermath, had his entire face twisted.

"Shura...bow?!"

"Are you a member of the Mingdeng Ye clan? This is impossible. The Mingdeng Ye clan has run out of luck. How could there be such a powerful Conferred God active in the world... Tianzheng's intelligence has serious loopholes..."

"Have you finished your last words? It's time to get going."

At this moment, Ye Chengfeng seemed to have lost his basic humanity.

The black color in His eyes faded away, and an enchanting blood-red light shot up into the sky like a flame, blazing and blazing. There was no heat, only coldness.

"Kacha!"

He held the bow in one hand and the bowstring in the other.

With a little effort, he pulled the bow to its full length, and his empty fingers suddenly grasped an arrow.

The tip of the arrow seemed to embody the despair and pain of billions of lives. The surrounding space was unable to truly withstand its power, and it collapsed and sank in an endless cycle.

"Shura's wrath killed millions of people."

"May the sins of heaven and earth be my own, and all things die, severing yin and yang, and all things live, stagnating reincarnation..."

"This arrow is called the Burial God. Ancient Primordial Spirit, I will send you to where you should go as a later comer."

Ye Chengfeng looked at it expressionlessly, and then—released the bowstring!

"I don't believe you can kill me!"

The Son of Hurricane attacked the wall of the Death Realm to no avail, and suddenly grabbed the red spear that flew back, charging forward with gritted teeth:
"Heavenly Punishment Spear, open your eyes and see clearly!"

"This is the God of Sin who blasphemes your divine power. If you continue to hesitate, you will be the one to die in the future!"

"Buzzing..."

The spear was already shining as brightly as possible.

The charm of the gun tip is still unstoppable.

But He seemed to be restricted by some invisible laws and was ultimately unable to strengthen to 100%.

"boom!!"

In a collision that caused the loss of sound between heaven and earth, the spear intent corresponding to the Heavenly Punishment Spear shattered into pieces and scattered into the air.

The Son of Hurricane was shot in the head by a faster blood-red arrow. When the arrow exploded, the blood corroded the green wind. Even though the green hurricane split into thousands, the corrosive force that followed him like a shadow still tortured him and made his soul dim.

"Crash..."

The realm of death collapsed, and a golden sword light gathered momentum and chased after a ball of green wind, nailing him firmly to death, pouncing on him like a vicious tiger.

"Okay, let's finish one, it's your turn next."

Ye Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders as if he had stepped on an ant on the roadside, turned around and faced the butcher's arm, folding his elbows and thinking:

"This is an evil god without a self-mind. It only possesses the purest malice and desire for killing."

“Whether or not there is a connection between Him and Sarus, we cannot get any information from Him.”

"And with my methods, I can't ensure a perfect kill."

"Well, Guagua, come here, and let Grandpa show you how to kill evil spirits for fun."

"Quaa?"

Guagua, who was staring at the big tadpole, suddenly became confused and couldn't understand what was going on.

"Come here, Grandpa is here, don't be afraid."

"I will beat up the evil god later and beat him half to death, and you will finish him off."

"You are a pure beast. Since you have an innate instinct of opposition, you can restrain each other. You should be able to kill him."

"But……"

Guagua was like a good kid who had just arrived in the city. He didn't know anything and said carefully:

"Grandpa Chengfeng, I am just a holy beast. Can I really kill the evil gods?" (End of this chapter)