Chapter 1977
1977 Killing the Nether God, Wu Mian Snatches the King’s Mark, He’s Putting up an Act
Chu Kuangren had once visited the Soul Restricted Area.
During his time there, he learned a lot of new soul cultivation techniques, unlike before when he had a huge reserve of soul energy and did not know how to utilize them.
Currently, his proficiency in soul energy was far better than that of the Nether God. Hence, using the Abyss of Darkness against Chu Kuangren was the Nether God’s mistake.
However, things were still proceeding according to Chu Kuangren’s plans.
During their previous fight, he had let the Nether God go on purpose. It was because he wanted the Nether God’s soul energy to get even stronger so that he could absorb all his soul energy at once.
“According to the intel from Long Shuijing, the Nine Kings can join forces and summon the manifestation of the Great Dao, making them immensely powerful. Since this will pose a threat to the Pan Gu Universe, I might as well get rid of one of its key pieces now,” Chu Kuangren thought.
Alas, if not for that threat, he would want to wait longer for the Nether God to become stronger and then absorb all his opponent’s soul energy.
“There’s no way you could’ve mastered such an advanced soul cultivation technique. No one in Central Heaven Universe can compare to me when it comes to soul energy. I know every single soul cultivation technique in the universe like the back of my have.
“But why haven’t I seen your cultivation technique before?” the Nether God asked with disbelief.
To prevent him from dispersing the Abyss of Darkness, Chu Kuangren’s soul energy surged, and the sun and moon above him merged, revealing an even more tremendous burst of soul energy that swept outward.
The countless ghouls were reduced to nothing in its trail.
The entire Abyss of Darkness trembled.
The Nether God took the full brunt of that attack. As a result, large amounts of soul energy were stripped away from his body and absorbed into Chu Kuangren’s body.
“It’s still not enough.”
Chu Kuangren gently raised his hand, converting his soul energy into countless astral weapons and launching them in the form of a raging storm.
It was another advanced soul cultivation technique.
The Nether God was stunned.
‘All these advanced cultivation techniques… Where did he learn them from?’
However, the Nether God was enveloped by the storm of weapons, which critically injured his soul again.
More soul energy was stripped from him and absorbed into Chu Kuangren’s body.
“Have a taste of this.”
At that moment, Chu Kuangren chuckled.
A number of purple runes appeared and formed a great bell.
It was the Violet Soul Bell
Hum!
The chimes of that bell sounded as if they came from ancient times, and it could make one’s soul tremble.
The Nether God was heavily injured again.
By then, Chu Kuangren had absorbed more than half of his soul energy, and the Nether God had no more power to fight back at Chu Kuangren.
He recalled the thousands of years he spent cultivating in the Space-time Dimension, working himself endlessly just to take revenge for the humiliation Chu Kuangren caused him. However, the Nether God was still no match for him.
At that moment, his mind was on the brink of collapse.
“Damn you. Damn you!”
The Nether God knew he would die if he stayed in the Abyss of Darkness.
Therefore, he used the last remnants of his strength and dispersed the Abyss of Darkness!
Outside the General’s Residence, the moment the Nether God disabled his Abyss of Darkness, he immediately fell to the ground with a pale face.
Beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead.
On the other hand, Chu Kuangren appeared calm and unaffected.
He formed a sword hand sign and unleashed an attack at the Nether God. As his sword qi surged through the air, an immense terror enveloped the Nether God.
“Heavenly Sword, stop!”
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded.
However, Chu Kuangren did not care. When the sword shadow landed, it sliced the Nether God into two without mercy.
Due to that, the Dao inside the Nether King’s body disintegrated until he was dead!
“Nether God!”
A figure soon arrived, and it was God King Sikong.
Devastated to see that the Nether God was dead, he looked at Chu Kuangren. “Chu Kuangren, you’ve crossed the line this time. The Nether God is the strongest among the Nine Kings, which is the elite force we need to conquer Pan Gu Universe. How can you just kill him like this?”
“He wanted to kill me first, so why can’t I kill him?” Chu Kuangren asked with a sneer.
God King Sikong immediately choked and was at a loss for words. After a while, he said, “I came to stop you both from fighting, but it looks like I was too late.”
“Well, you should hurry up next time,” Chu Kuangren said lightly.
‘Next time? There’s going to be a next time?’
The thought of that made God King Sikong dizzy and helpless.
Chu Kuangren ignored him and looked at the Nether God’s body. A mysterious rune, which was the King’s Mark, rose into the air.
Just when he was about to grab it, someone appeared before the King’s Mark and snatched it away. Then, he quickly fled and disappeared.
Chu Kuangren snickered.
“Stealing before the likes of the Heavens, huh? What a fool!”
He made a sword hand sign and cast the Heavenly Prison technique.
That person’s surrounding space was instantly sealed off.
However, an inexplicable energy erupted from that person’s body the next instant and shattered the surrounding space, allowing him to escape.
Chu Kuangren’s gaze narrowed a little.
‘That power just now… Is it a Primordial’s power?’
‘Did a Primordial just steal something from me?’
‘No, that’s not right. A Primordial elite has no reason to act so sneakily. They can just show up and forcefully take it away. Why run away?’
“Heavenly Sword, there’s no need to chase after that person.”
Just as Chu Kuangren wanted to figure things out, God King Sikong spoke again. “That person is the Temple Master’s disciple. He’s one of us.”
‘The Primordial’s disciple?’
‘So that’s why he possesses a Primordial’s power. It looks like his teacher had given him a life-saving trump card.’
It was safe to say that Chu Kuangren’s interest was piqued.
He chuckled. “Why does he have to act so sneakily and snatch someone else’s treasures if he’s one of us? How narrow-minded of him.”
God King Sikong could not help but smile awkwardly.
He was also extremely displeased by Wu Mian’s action.
‘Why does he have to steal from the Heavenly Sword? Does he have nothing better to do?’
‘Won’t this mean he has created conflict with the Heavenly Sword?’
“Chairman.”
At that moment, Long Shuijing and the others came to greet him.
Chu Kuangren looked at them and realized they had all become God Kings.
They talked for a while. Some of them were assigned to guard other locations, while some others were allowed to move freely in the Void Battlefield.
After chatting, Chu Kuangren turned around and returned to the General’s Residence. Everyone was left behind, sighing as they looked at the Nether God’s corpse.
“I can’t believe the Nether God is dead.”
“Getting killed after coming out from his closed-door meditation? He’s simply too weak.”
“No, the Nether God is not weak. It’s the Heavenly Sword that’s just terrifyingly powerful. I can’t believe the Nether God’s soul divine abilities can’t even damage Chu Kuuangren.”
“How did you know the Nether God didn’t injure him? It’s hard to tell in a battle of souls. How would we know if the Heavenly Sword barely won instead?”
“That seems possible…”
Everyone was engaged in a discussion.
Meanwhile, when Chu Kuangren entered the General’s Residence, An Zhixun quickly came to welcome him.
“Congratulations, General, for defeating a great opponent.”
He was all smiles.
After seeing him, Chu Kuangren spaced out for a moment. Then, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Heavenly Shadow and An Zhixun was shocked and terrified.
“Master, are you alright?”
“General…”
Chu Kuangren said with a pale face, “The Nether God is quite a formidable opponent. Although the Heavens won him in a battle of souls, it was a close call. It looks like this injury will take a long time to heal.”
“What? I can’t believe things turned out this way.”
An Zhixun’s eyes lit up for a split second, but after that, he looked anxious.
It was as if he was truly concerned about Chu Kuangren’s injury.
“Military advisor, you’re dismissed. From this day onward, you’ll be helping to handle affairs on the Ninth Continent.”
“Naturally.” An Zhixun nodded. “Take your time to heal and rest, Heavenly Sword. You can leave the Ninth Continent to me.”
With that, An Zhixun left.
After he left, Chu Kuangren’s expression gradually returned to normal.
With a wave of his sleeves, the blood on the floor disappeared as well.
His aura was now calm and steady. He did not look like he was critically injured at all.
He was putting up an act just now.