Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Battle of the God-Kings
A bridge seemed to connect heaven and earth across the sea. Nine golden pillars of light stood within it, illuminating the entire sea as if it were daytime.
The golden glow gradually faded, and the figures of Destruction and Asura, one purple and one dark red, stood in the air at the very front.
"Asura, leave Lin Feng to me; the Silver Dragon King and the others, I leave to you."
The Asura God glanced at him. "As you wish."
As his voice fell, he took the lead and flew towards the Sea of Deathly Stillness. His divine power surged, forming a dark red streak of light, its speed astonishingly fast. The God of Destruction followed closely behind, purple divine power swirling around him like a purple sea of clouds, rolling forward.
"Everyone, please stay behind for a moment."
Suddenly, a gentle yet undeniably powerful voice sounded. Immediately after, a seven-colored energy descended from the sky, intending to firmly bind the seven original sin gods who were following.
The seven original sin gods reacted quickly, narrowly avoiding this binding skill.
"Who?!" The God of Destruction turned abruptly, his purplish-red eyes flashing with anger. He sensed the extraordinariness of this power, but he couldn’t immediately determine its source.
"It’s me."
A figure slowly walked out from the void, its entire body exuding a warm, jade-like glow. It was precisely the God of Emotion, Rong Nianbing.
He was still holding a roasted fish in his hand, eating it with great relish.
"Rong Nianbing! You dare to obstruct us?" The God of Destruction’s face was as gloomy as water. He hadn’t expected Rong Nianbing to appear at this time, let alone that he would dare to directly attack the seven original sin gods.
Rong Nianbing smiled faintly, his expression calm and unhurried. "God of Destruction, I don’t intend to obstruct you. It’s just that with the matter of Lin Feng, there may still be a chance for a turn of events. Why must you all be in such a hurry to put him to death?"
"A turn of events? Hmph, he provoked the authority of the Divine Realm and colluded with the common lord of soul beasts. What turn of events can there be?" The God of Destruction snorted coldly, clearly not believing Rong Nianbing’s words.
Rong Nianbing gently shook his head, his gaze deep. "The relationship between the Divine Realm and the lower planes is not set in stone. What Lin Feng has done, although it seems heretical, may be precisely the change that the Douluo Star needs. Why don’t you give him a chance, and also give yourselves a chance to re-examine the lower planes?"
"Absurd! How can the rules of the Divine Realm be easily changed? Lin Feng must receive the punishment he deserves!" the God of Destruction roared, the divine power on his body surging again, as if he were ready to strike at any moment.
"You have descended to the lower realm and have actually sided with that Lin Feng. Rong Nianbing, could it be that you also wish to betray the Divine Realm?" The God of Destruction’s voice exploded in the void.
Rong Nianbing’s expression was still peaceful. He swallowed the roasted fish in his hand and let out a burp. "Are you stupid? I was never a god of this Divine Realm to begin with. What betrayal are you talking about?"
"Besides, I didn’t ask all of you to stay behind. Your brain is so slow. No wonder the Goddess of Life ran off with someone."
"What did you say!!!!!"
The God of Destruction roared. The purple divine power on his body instantly erupted, transforming into a giant purple hand that fiercely grabbed at Rong Nianbing.
The sky was even more so covered with dark clouds. A violent, purplish-black lightning struck towards Rong Nianbing.
He had been completely provoked by Rong Nianbing’s words. Especially when the Goddess of Life, Qing Xuan, was mentioned, it had even more so touched his reverse scale. Not to mention that these words had come from Rong Nianbing, this fellow with eight wives, who was clearly mocking him.
Rong Nianbing’s figure swayed, easily dodging the God of Destruction’s attack. At the same time, the roasted fish in his hand disappeared, replaced by a lustrous divine saber—the Ghost Carving Divine Saber.
"My apologies, God of Destruction. Today, you will not pass."
Rong Nianbing’s figure was tall and straight, the Ghost Carving Divine Saber in his hand flashing with a dazzling cold light.
As the strongest of the seven original sins, the God of Lust, the seven dark red divine rings behind her shone. She said with a charming laugh, "God of Emotion, don’t be so heartless.
Although we seven original sin gods are usually not very proper, at a critical moment, we are very reliable. Why must you, for the sake of an ant from a lower plane, be an enemy of our Divine Realm?"
"If it’s just because you’re bored in the Divine Realm and want to find some fun, sister’s place always welcomes you. The fun within is very intoxicating~"
Her index finger traced past her vermilion lips, down her jade-like neck, and over her two peaks.
A trace of a pinkish glow flashed in her eyes.
"Tsk," Rong Nianbing pouted. "You think you can influence me with just this little bit of your power of lust? Have you forgotten what my god-seat is?"
As his voice fell, a powerful spiritual fluctuation suddenly spread out with him as the center.
The alluring charm on the Goddess of Lust’s face instantly froze. A flicker of horror flashed through her eyes as she realized her power of desire, when faced with Rong Nianbing, was like snow meeting the blazing sun—melting away with staggering speed.
"God of Emotion, you..." Her words carried disbelief.
Rong Nianbing chuckled lightly. The Ghost Carving Divine Saber lightly waved, and a brilliant saber light cut across the long sky, directly forcing the God of Lust back several steps. "Remember, in terms of controlling emotions, I am the true expert."
"Rong Nianbing, you dare to be so bold!" The God of Destruction’s voice was like thunder, echoing above the entire sea area. "You think you alone can stop us?"
"Your brain isn’t working well, and your ears aren’t working well either? I said, you will not pass. I didn’t say I wouldn’t let them pass."
Tzeng—
A scarlet sword light cut across the long sky, heading straight for Rong Nianbing. It was the Asura God who had made a move. His dark red divine sword pointed straight at Rong Nianbing, his divine power surging. It was clear that he had no intention of holding back.
Without holding back, and it was a sneak attack. The Asura God, with his God-King strength, should have been able to directly kill Rong Nianbing, who was only a first-level god.
But he saw Rong Nianbing’s figure strangely flash. At the instant the scarlet sword light was about to reach him, he had disappeared from his original spot, leaving only a wisp of an afterimage.
"The power of space?" The Asura God’s gaze slightly condensed.
"That’s right, Asura God. Your knowledge is quite extensive," Rong Nianbing’s voice sounded not far away. He had appeared again, his Ghost Carving Divine Saber held horizontally before his chest. Another divine saber, sparkling with a hexagram pattern and symbolizing the space element—the Xuanji Saber—had also quietly appeared in his hand.
"I’ll say it one last time. Destruction stays. Asura and the original sins can go."
Rong Nianbing’s face changed. For the first time, a solemn look appeared on his gentle face.
"Hmph, laughable. You are just a first-level god. In front of two God-Kings, you dare to speak so arrogantly!" The God of Destruction laughed in extreme anger. The Asura God by his side also had a cold and stern face, his whole body’s divine power surging. It was clear that he was extremely dissatisfied with Rong Nianbing’s arrogant words.
Rong Nianbing gently shook his head, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the God of Destruction and the Asura God, his tone carrying an unquestionable firmness. "Although I am just a first-level god, today, I will surely not let you pass easily. Lin Feng is a person I acknowledge. His path is worth walking."
"Arrogant!" The God of Destruction roared again. "Asura, let’s take him down quickly together. Don’t waste time!"
"Fine."
In an instant, a terrifying purple divine power and a dark red divine power intertwined, sweeping towards Rong Nianbing like a violent storm. The two God-Kings had joined forces. Their might was sufficient to shake heaven and earth, making the entire Douluo Star tremble for it.
Rong Nianbing’s figure was light and graceful, like a willow catkin in the wind, moving amidst the fierce attack of the God of Destruction and the Asura God.
The Ghost Carving Divine Saber and the Xuanji Saber in his hands complemented each other. Sometimes they would slash out with a sharp saber light, and sometimes they would transform into an indestructible shield, neutralizing the attacks of the two God-Kings one by one.
"God of Emotion, you do have some ability. But today you will surely be defeated here!" The God of Destruction roared, his divine power once again climbing. A purple light almost dyed the entire sky purple.
The Asura God also had a grave expression. He had not expected that Rong Nianbing could actually resist the joint attack of the two of them, and he even looked to be at ease.
"Boom—"
"Dragon Cloud Dance, all laws are understood!"
A dragon’s cry echoed through the horizon. Rong Nianbing held his Ghost Carving Divine Saber. Between the dance of his saber technique, a dragon-shaped phantom had actually appeared, complementing his saber light.
His two pupils were like stars. The attack before him was, with his Ghost Carving Divine Saber that could break all defenses under heaven, one by one, chopped at its weakest point.
A deafening roar echoed through the horizon. The joint strike of the God of Destruction and the Asura God had actually been stubbornly withstood by Rong Nianbing with his creativity-filled saber technique.
Rong Nianbing’s figure trembled slightly, but he had immediately stabilized. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You two God-Kings, do you really want to waste time here?"
The faces of the Asura and Destruction became even more ugly. Two great God-Kings, and they couldn’t take down a first-level god?
"You are holding back. What on earth is your cultivation!?" The God of Destruction roared.
"A first-level god. Your Divine Realm had set it for me. I wouldn’t know," Rong Nianbing spread his hands, his words carrying a hint of amusement.
The Asura God stopped his attack, his pupils continuously sparkling. "Destruction, you stay behind for now. The seven original sins and I will go!"
Without waiting for Destruction to respond, the Asura God had already turned around and had given the seven original sin gods a look. The seven original sin gods understood and immediately followed the Asura God, transforming into seven streams of light and speeding towards the Sea of Deathly Stillness.
"Asura, you!" Seeing this, the God of Destruction was filled with uncontrollable anger. But he also understood that for the seven original sins to go with the Asura was the best result. Otherwise, to be continuously delayed by Rong Nianbing, who knew where Lin Feng and the others had run off to?
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and turned his head to look at Rong Nianbing. "God of Emotion, this enmity, I will remember it. After this matter is over, I will settle the score with you!"
"Emmm," Rong Nianbing lowered his head, thinking about something. "Destruction, actually, I have a question I’ve always wanted to ask you."
"What question?" The God of Destruction’s brow furrowed tightly. It was clear that he was dissatisfied with the fact that Rong Nianbing could still be so leisurely asking a question at a time like this. But he still replied coldly, waiting for the other party’s next words.
Rong Nianbing smiled faintly, his eyes carrying a bit of amusement. "I am very curious. Why are you so persistent with Lin Feng? Is it just because he has provoked the authority of the Divine Realm, or is it for some other reason? For example..."
The God of Destruction’s face instantly became ashen.
"Rong Nianbing! Don’t push your luck! My affairs are not for you to comment on!" The God of Destruction roared. "Annihilation Divine Thunder!"
With a roar from the God of Destruction, the sky suddenly exploded. One after another of a purplish-black lightning, like a mad dragon, tore through the blue sky and went straight for Rong Nianbing. This lightning contained the God of Destruction’s endless anger and divine power, as if it would tear the entire space into pieces.
"Good coming!!"
Sensing the God of Destruction’s no-longer-suppressible anger, Rong Nianbing nodded with satisfaction. To have been constantly exposing people’s scars like this was really bad.
However, from the looks of it now, Destruction was probably going to be irreconcilable with him. Then he would also not run off to chase Lin Feng and the others. This was also good. He could be considered to have fulfilled his promise to Qing Xuan. At the very least, he had bought some time for Lin Feng.
Rong Nianbing’s figure moved again, like a ghost, he shuttled freely in the wild bombardment of the Annihilation Divine Thunder.
The Ghost Carving Divine Saber in his hand was as if it were dancing with the lightning. Every swing had accurately chopped at the weakest point of the lightning, cutting them all off one by one. And the other seven divine weapons, including the Xuanji Saber, were rotating around him, forming a seven-colored shield that had blocked all the remaining lightning outside.
"Annihilation Divine Thunder is just so-so," Rong Nianbing chuckled lightly, his tone full of confidence and composure. His figure was faintly discernible in the lightning, as if he had become one with heaven and earth, making it hard to grasp.
"Arrogant!"
Seeing this, the God of Destruction’s anger burned. A pair of pupils sparkled with a red light. A nine-ring, purplish-black wheel of light slowly rotated behind him, releasing a terrifying divine might.
A silver-purple scepter slowly condensed in the God of Destruction’s hand. At the top of the scepter was inlaid a gem that sparkled with a purplish-black light, emitting a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.
He held the scepter high. The purplish-black lightning in the sky was as if it had received a summons, crazily gathering and condensing on the scepter.
An incomparably solid, purplish-black energy had gathered at the top of the scepter, emitting a destructive aura that made this entire heaven and earth feel fear. The surrounding space, under the pressure of this power, had begun to crazily twist, and then with one after another of a roar, had shattered inch by inch!
"Rong Nianbing, today will be your end!" The God of Destruction’s voice was as if it had come from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying an endless cold intent.
Accompanied by the God of Destruction’s low roar, the entire heaven and earth was as if it had frozen at this moment.
The scepter in his hand had refined the gathered purplish-black lightning to its extreme, forming a huge, black thunderball that blotted out the sun and the sky.
On the surface of the thunderball jumped blue-purple electric arcs. They were like living things, roaming around, releasing a dazzling light that had reflected everything around into a twisted and strange sight.
This thunderball was not static but was slowly rotating. Every rotation had brought about a fierce tremor of the surrounding space, as if even time had been pulled by it and had fallen into a chaotic vortex.
Inside the thunderball, a destructive power was surging. A destructive storm was wantonly roaring in the narrow space. Countless tiny thunderstorms were born and then annihilated within.
"Heaven and Earth Annihilation!" With the fall of the God of Destruction’s final word, the scepter in his hand had fiercely swung down. The entire heaven and earth seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of this power and had let out a deafening roar.
The black thunderball was like a meteor carrying a destructive power, cutting across the long sky and going straight for Rong Nianbing.
Wherever it had passed, the space was as if cut by a sharp blade, leaving one after another of a ferocious crack. Even the light had been completely swallowed, leaving only a sheet of a deathly still darkness.
The blue-purple electric arcs around the thunderball were like tentacles, extending in all four directions. Everything they had touched, whether it was the sea water or the air or the space, had in an instant been evaporated and had turned into nothingness.
Rong Nianbing’s face did not change. His seven divine sabers had broken through the air.
Above the dark-cloud-covered dome of the sky, seven cracks had abruptly split open.
Immediately after, seven beams of light had almost at the same time bloomed, complementing each other, and had dyed this heaven and earth, which was on the verge of being swallowed by the power of destruction, a touch of an unbelievable, strange sight.
The blue moonlight, the red sunlight, the azure moonlight, the yellow sunlight, the silver moon wheel, the golden sunlight—under the encirclement of these six-colored lights, the last to appear was a purple sun full of a grave aura.
The seven luminaries in the air were as if responding to some kind of a call and had at the same time bloomed with a dazzling light. Every ray of light had condensed into a substantial pillar of light, with a diameter of a 3 meters wide.
These pillars of light were not illusory but were on the contrary as indestructible as a solid entity. They had slightly flashed in the air and had then tightly condensed together.
The brilliance of the three moons and the power of the four suns had at this moment fused and gathered, forming an unprecedentedly strange sight.
The seven-colored lights had intertwined in the air and had finally fused into one, transforming into an indescribably majestic power.
The seven-colored light, after reaching its peak, had suddenly dimmed, as if all its power had been drawn away and had condensed at one point.
Immediately after, a huge, seven-colored crystal ball had been born out of thin air. On its surface flowed a seven-colored, brilliant halo, so beautiful it was suffocating. Its power, on the contrary, was so terrifying it made one’s heart tremble with fear. Even the God of Destruction, at the moment this seven-colored crystal ball had appeared, had a sense of a fear of death in his heart.
"Intersect! The tracks of the sun and the guidance of the moon,
ignite the eternal, unquenchable flame, and transform into an endless red lotus.
Combine! The power of the seven luminaries, passed down from the primordial era!
Goddess of Ice and Snow, you are the blue, gentle moon. God of Fire...
resonate on the dark, great earth, break the long-sealed wheel of fate, and shatter the lost self’s fantasy time and space. Emit your most beautiful brilliance!
Annihilation · Awakening of the Seven Luminaries!"
With Rong Nianbing’s chanting, the seven-colored crystal ball was as if responding to his summons and had abruptly burst out with a dazzling, brilliant light. In the light, it was as if the sun, moon, and stars were intertwining and rotating, releasing an unprecedentedly majestic energy.
The God of Destruction’s black thunderball had at this moment also fiercely crashed over and had collided with the seven-colored crystal ball, emitting a deafening roar.
The collision between the two was like the chaotic clash at the beginning of heaven and earth. The space at this moment had been torn into countless pieces.
However, what was shocking was that the seemingly indestructible, purplish-black thunderball, under the collision of the seven-colored crystal ball, had actually begun to crack inch by inch and had in the end collapsed with a boom.
The God of Destruction’s face had in an instant become deathly pale. He looked at this scene in disbelief, the shock in his heart beyond words.
Have Evil and Goodness gone mad!! Is the central hub of the Divine Realm broken!!!
This is a fucking first-level god?!! This is a fucking first-level god!!?
"Buzz—boom—"
Amidst the roar that echoed through the universe, this sea area was as if it had been fiercely torn apart by two invisible large hands. The sea water had rolled back, and a monstrous wave had been stirred up. The entire space was trembling violently.
For a time, this vast ocean had actually been directly evaporated in a huge, circular area, exposing a patch of a charred black sea floor. And the sky had also been torn open with a huge crack by this power.
The entire Douluo Star was trembling under the impact of this power. Heaven and earth had changed color for it.
The seven-colored crystal ball, after shattering the God of Destruction’s thunderball, its remaining might had not decreased and had continued to crush towards the God of Destruction. Wherever it had passed, the space had collapsed piece by piece.
The God of Destruction’s figure had retreated rapidly. A thick, purplish-black divine power had formed a shield around his body, struggling to block the remaining might of the seven-colored crystal ball.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The God of Destruction roared. He was unwilling to believe that he would actually be forced to such a state by a first-level god. His heart was full of anger, unwillingness, and disbelief.
Rong Nianbing’s figure was steadily suspended in the air. The seven divine sabers were slowly rotating around him. His face was slightly pale, but his gaze was still firm and bright.
He slowly spoke, his voice carrying a trace of an imperceptible panting. "I still say the same thing. Today, you will not pass."