Aboard the Ghostly Flood Dragon.
Su Ye stood tall at the prow, his black robes fluttering in the wind.
From his high vantage point, he gazed down upon the land. His surging Divine Sense transmitted countless clear images into his mind.
A flicker of emotion crossed Su Ye’s eyes, his expression tinged with a sigh.
"A world in flas..."
From his perspective, the scars left by the Hell’s Song cannonade were so distinct, so ghastly!
The terrifying, scorched-black chasm seared into the earth was like a wound branded upon the world’s very flesh!
Scorching and cruel!
WHOOSH.
Boundless blood-red flas surged like a tide, creating a scene like a purgatorial sea of fire!
Within this sea of fire, the Tewa Kan army had been torn to pieces, its soldiers scattered and broken. Countless charred corpses and white bones littered the ground.
Of the tens of thousands of soldiers in the Tewa Kan army, no more than a tenth remained unscathed and able to move!
"Such fragile, pathetic lives..."
Su Ye sighed.
He glanced at the panel, getting a clearer picture of the cannonade’s results.
[World Rejection Level: 3%]
[Dissipation Ti: 360 hours]
[Legendary Ability: 1. Soul Abyss Blood Prison (11.04M)]
This round of cannon fire had increased his World Rejection Level by 3%. In addition, it had harvested a full 60,000 living souls for the [Soul Abyss Blood Prison]!
The total number of living souls in the [Soul Abyss Blood Prison] had now surpassed eleven million!
’How delightful...’
’As for the rejection level, this much is still acceptable...’
’Next, it’s ti to collect the spoils of war!’
Su Ye’s eyes shifted slightly.
The power of his Divine Sense swept across the land like a tidal wave!
As expected, he found sothing!
’A faint Tier Three Mid Stage aura... could that be the Prince of Tewa Kan?’
At this thought, Su Ye’s eyes lit up.
Prince Tewa Kan!
A god-scion!
To Su Ye, that ant one thing—Eternal Hunting Divinity!
’The Fertility Divinity has a very low compatibility with ... but the Eternal Hunting Divinity might be a different story!’
’Perhaps the Eternal Hunting Divinity I get from this Prince could beco my fifth divine seed?’
Su Ye muttered to himself.
「During this ti.」
Su Ye had also done so research on compatibility and learned a lot!
For example, Su Ye discovered that a divinity’s compatibility was largely determined by whether the Power of Rules it represented was compatible with the divine seeds a cultivator possessed!
It was easy to understand.
Six divine seeds could rge to form a ’Dao Embryo Dharma Aspect’.
In other words—unification!
But if the nature of the Power of Rules represented by the six divine seeds were diatrically opposed and conflicted with one another, could they truly unify?
Su Ye thought... probably not.
’It might even... not only fail to form the Dao Embryo Dharma Aspect, but also create a backlash!’
But unlike the Goddess of Fertility, who presided over the domain of ’Agriculture’, the Eternal Hunting God presided over the domains of ’Hunting’ and ’Death’!
The Eternal Hunting Divinity, condensed from these two divine offices...
Su Ye felt its compatibility with him should be quite good.
’Putting "Hunting" aside for a mont, "Death" should be quite compatible.’
’After all, the two divine seeds I possess, [Soul-Chasing Life-Reaping] and [Netherworld Boat], already cover parts of the Death Domain...’
The forr was a pure slaughter Divine Technique, boundlessly vicious, containing a partial ’instant death’ property that could terminate all things!
The latter summoned historical projections. To so extent, this Divine Technique could also be described as salvaging departed existences from the river of the underworld.
That was precisely why this Quasi-Technique was nad—[Netherworld Boat]!
The compatibility of these two divine seeds with ’Death’ should be quite high!
"My fifth divine seed!"
"Here I co!"
Su Ye laughed heartily, and his figure vanished on the spot.
...
On the ground.
In a scorching, blackened crater reeking of sulfur.
A lump of charred flesh squird slowly, revealing a wolf’s head wrapped in fur.
Having manifested his true bloodline form and transford into a blood wolf, Prince Tewa Kan struggled to open his eyes.
"Ugh..."
Thanks to his Tier Three Mid Stage strength and the fact that he wasn’t at the epicenter of the blast, he hadn’t died. He had managed to survive!
But...
His eyes were unfocused as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.
Scorched-black corpses, the miserable wails of the dying, weapons and supplies scattered everywhere... a completely routed army!
"I lost... This is impossible?!"
Just a few minutes ago, this army had been an invincible force, sweeping through the Northern Territory and looking down on all creation!
But in the blink of an eye, they were reduced to this state...
The dizzying fall from the clouds to the earth, this heaven-and-earth-shattering contrast, made his very soul tremble.
BUZZ.
A ringing filled his ears.
The whole world seed to recede from him, sounds becoming distant and distorted!
His vision blurred, wavering and swaying, taking on an unreal quality.
"Impossible..."
"It’s impossible!"
He couldn’t believe it at all.
Or rather, he refused to believe it!
"My legion!"
"By the Eternal Hunting God, what in the world happened?!"
"How could this happen?!"
"What did those Aino people do?!"
"That terrifying attack... was that the might of a god?!"
Regret, vexation, fear, anger... a host of complex emotions made the indistinct features of his wolf head beco vivid, like a rich, colorful painting!
And just then, a bone-chilling cold suddenly shot up Prince Tewa Kan’s spine.
A potent sense of crisis washed over him.
"Who?!"
"Who’s there?!"
He struggled to his feet, his pair of wolf eyes filled with extre vigilance.
However, in the next instant...
SHLICK.
With that soft slicing sound, his vision suddenly spun wildly!
THUD!
As if weightless, it spun rapidly as it fell toward the ground.
At the sa ti, his field of vision faded and dissolved with extre speed!
And amidst the chaotic scene, he saw a headless body covered in blood-red wolf fur, like that of a werewolf!
GUSH. GUSH.
Viscous blood, thick as lead and rcury, shot up from the stump of the neck, spraying out like a rose!
’Is that... my body?!’
’I’m dead?!’
Prince Tewa Kan was horrified. ’No... this isn’t fair!’
’I am a noble son of a god! I’ve spent decades honing my martial arts, and I have the power granted by my ancestral god... I haven’t even had a chance to use any of it...’
’How can I be dying just like this?!’
His heart was filled with unwillingness.
But he couldn’t take any action and could only wait for death to arrive!
And in his final monts...
A calm, indifferent voice sounded in his ear.
"Goodbye, not-yet-famous Prince of Tewa Kan."
"I’ll be taking your divinity."
HUFF.
Prince Tewa Kan used his last ounce of strength to turn his eyes to the side.
Su Ye’s expression was serene. Clad in black robes, he held a bloodstained Moon Blade Halberd. Drop by drop, fresh blood dripped from the halberd’s tip, blossoming on the ground below.
’You...’
That was his last thought.
Then, Prince Tewa Kan’s vision faded to black.
"The Eternal Hunting Divinity is mine."
A smile touched Su Ye’s lips as he grasped the divinity that had precipitated out.
But, suddenly, his expression changed drastically!
SHINK!
A golden-red wolf claw had pierced through his back!
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