The sky above the Eastern Empire's capital was no longer blue. After the collapse of the Sacred Enlightenment Tower, the usually calm golden clouds had rolled into blood red. The rumbling thunder was no longer a natural phenomenon, but the voice of fury from entities sitting upon the thrones of the Seventh Heaven."That anomaly has destroyed our anchor!" a formless voice vibrated across the atmospheric dimension, heard by the high-ranking officials of the Holy Order through mental communication. "If humans begin to breathe pure Qi, they will stop worshiping us. Cleanse this world! Erase every trace that has ever come into contact with that rebel! Genocide is the command!"Within hours, that heavenly decree turned into a bloody tragedy. The Holy Order and the still-loyal imperial forces began burning every building suspected of being a Sun Association network. They did not only hunt Lin Feng; they slaughtered merchants, servants, and even children who had once received a single coin fr

The remnants of the burned and smoking Morning Light City lay beneath their feet, no longer showing signs of life. Above the silent giant crater, the atmosphere still vibrated violently from the clash between Duan Jian's incarnation's golden energy and Lin Feng's Yin-Yang Qi.Duan Jian hovered gracefully, his golden sword raised once more. "Do you see it now, Lin Feng? You cannot win. My incarnation's energy is directly connected to the Seventh Heaven. How many more cities are you willing to sacrifice before you realize that your rebellion is futile?"Lin Feng stood firm in the air. His face was as flat as the surface of a frozen lake, completely unaffected by the scene of destruction below or the False God's words."Destroying you here will not stop your energy supply from above," Lin Feng said, his voice very clear, echoing without a ripple of emotion. "Therefore, I will not destroy you. I will isolate you."Duan Jian narrowed his golden eyes. "Isolate you? With your Nascent Soul po

The storm wind at the highest peak on the border of the Eastern Empire hissed ever sharper, but around Lin Feng, the atmosphere felt dead. A terrifying silence enveloped his figure standing with his back to the darkness. His pair of pure silver pupil-less eyes stared straight at the night sky leading to the Seventh Heaven. Zhan Tianshu's warning in his consciousness still echoed, yet it only triggered a new calculation in his cold mind.Lin Feng turned slowly. His empty gaze locked onto Qiao Mulan's spirit form floating a few steps before him."Mulan," Lin Feng called. His voice had no emotional intonation, sounding flat like the sound of metal striking metal."Yes, Lin Feng?" Mulan answered hoarsely, her spirit face appearing filled with deep fatigue and anxiety at her disciple's flatness."There is a gap in the memories and information you have given since we first met at the bottom of the abyss," Lin Feng said, stepping closer to Mulan. Each of his steps froze the ground beneath hi

The roar of Yan Feng's heavenly fire and Zhao Wan's water pressure churned violently before the golden gate of the Gods' dimension. In the midst of being surrounded by three supreme natural laws, Lin Feng still stood firm with the Black Disaster sword pointing straight ahead. Behind him, the human rebel army and the Ghost Crow faction fought desperately against the remaining Sky Warriors.However, in the midst of this high-level deadlock, an anomaly occurred in the rear. The special formation containing the energy particles of Zhang Hao's soul, carried by the Sun Association's healers, suddenly shone brightly. The remnants of Zhang Hao's soul energy refused to stay still. He refused to become a mere useless number in Lin Feng's cold calculation.WHOOSH!The silver light particles shot forward, forcibly solidifying into Zhang Hao's spiritual form, transparent but filled with blazing determination. He gripped his energy spear, leaping directly onto the white stone platform, right into t

The energy fluctuations in the upper world dimension were no longer merely vibrating but beginning to collapse from their foundations. After the golden gate shattered, Lin Feng continued stepping forward through the heavenly corridor made of white crystal rock, piercing through the aura pressure of the Supreme God, Duan Jian. Each step Lin Feng took no longer left footprints on the stone floor, but rather ripples of monochrome light floating in the air.Now, he stood exactly in the core space of the Seventh Heaven. Before him rose a magnificent throne made of interwoven natural laws and constellations, the Heavenly Throne. Duan Jian stood on the highest step, holding his simple wooden sword with an extremely cold gaze.Lin Feng looked up. Beneath his tattered black robe, his physical transformation had reached its absolute limit. His skin, flesh, and even his bones had now almost entirely turned into transparent white-silver light, revealing the swirling Black-White Core spinning cons