Chapter 369: Allow Me to Deal with Him

Vast and boundless, stretching infinitely into the distance.

This is the Divine Realm.

In the vast starry expanse, distant planets floated in the void, and from nowhere emerged a man wearing a silver mask—Elder You Ping, expelled from the Mortal World.

“Almost died in a mere mortal realm?” Elder You Ping felt a chill run down his spine, disbelieving. “Even though the Star Tower suppressed me and lent its power to that opponent, Dongbo Xueying hadn’t even ascended to godhood yet! He should not have mastered a second-tier Divine Heart, and his cultivation level is still beneath mine. How could he nearly kill me with a single strike?”

He had employed arcane arts to shield himself—first with his battle glaive, then his peerless divine-grade armor. Yet even so, he teetered on the brink of annihilation.

“And I felt his spear techniques rivaling my blade skills,” Elder You Ping mused, still in disbelief. His secret techniques were based on a second-tier Divine Heart. Dongbo Xueying’s spear techniques, however, could only be derived from the peak of the third True Intent. Yet the techniques were equally formidable—clearly, Dongbo Xueying’s insight was superior.

“In this boundless Divine Realm, in the Abyss and the Mortal World, there are countless extraordinary beings,” Elder You Ping sighed inwardly. “No wonder even with my talent, I failed to attract the attention of any great masters.”

Except for the late Hongchen Sovereign, who was willing to take many disciples.

In truth, the great masters remained aloof, taking only three or five chosen apprentices at most. Having ten or eight inner disciples was already considered generous.

The great masters were highly selective in accepting disciples.

After all…

Those of mediocre talent were not worth the effort. At best, they could only become first or second-tier Divine Beings—what use would that be to a great master?

That was why the Hongchen Sovereign was beloved among the lower ranks, though tragically, he was now dead.

“I still need to cultivate in secrecy. There are indeed many more gifted than me,” Elder You Ping thought, deeply humbled by his defeat. With a wave of his hand, a Class-9 Yi Warship appeared beside him, and he stepped inside. “Well, although I lost the 1.5 million divine crystals from defeat, at least I obtained this Class-9 Yi Warship. Not too bad a loss.”

Whoosh!

The warship silently tore open a pitch-black rift in the vast starry void and vanished within.

Elder You Ping had made a pact with the Witch God, but even in defeat, he would not die—the contract had been heavily in his favor. In fact, he had already been capable of ascending to godhood nearly a century ago, but delayed it for this battle. At that time, the Witch God gifted him a Class-9 Yi Warship to wait a hundred more years. If he didn’t fight, the warship would be his gift. If he fought and lost, nothing more would be given. If he won, he would receive 1.5 million divine crystals.

Clearly, whether victorious or defeated, Elder You Ping had ensured he suffered no great loss. He would never risk his life. His relationship with the Witch God was purely cooperative.

…

In the Xia Clan World.

Under the towering glow of the Star Tower, on the desert plains, Dongbo Xueying hovered midair, inspecting carefully.

“It’s impossible. Under the Star Tower’s domain, it forms its own world. There’s no way You Ping could escape the Star Tower’s detection. Could it be…” Dongbo Xueying finally suspected after a long pause, “he fled to the Divine Realm?”

Dongbo Xueying could think of no other possibility.

Only that one.

After ascending to godhood in a mortal world, one would feel the world’s rejection. Following that force, one could leave for the Divine Realm. Of course, one could resist for up to ten thousand years, but eventually, the mortal world would forcefully expel the god.

“He fled the moment I unleashed my ultimate move?” Dongbo Xueying mused. “Well, it’s fine if he escaped. At least he won’t be a threat anymore. In terms of power, he and I are fairly equal. But with the Star Tower’s aid, I was able to crush him.”

With the Star Tower’s assistance, Dongbo Xueying’s overall power increased by fifty percent, while You Ping’s was reduced by half. The difference between them became tripled.

Moreover, Dongbo Xueying excelled in brute strength, while You Ping relied on speed. The gap in raw power was even greater than threefold, leading to the one-strike annihilation. Of course, You Ping’s speed was formidable, and Dongbo Xueying would have struggled to block it—except for the “Ten Thousand Calamities Primordial Body,” which could withstand the blow.

“What about that divine swordsman?”

“Why did he disappear? Can’t find him anymore?”

“Did Xueying win?”

The Xia Clan’s transcendents inside the Star Tower murmured among themselves. Dongbo Xueying smiled slightly—he had already refined the Star Tower, so he was fully aware of everything happening within.

“If I’m not mistaken,” Dongbo Xueying’s voice echoed within the Star Tower’s hall, “that divine swordsman must have fled to the Divine Realm.”

“Fled?”

“To the Divine Realm?”

Chen Palace Master, Sikong Yang, Bu City Lord, Chi Qiu Bai, and others were overjoyed.

…

After briefly searching and confirming his suspicion that You Ping had fled to the Divine Realm, Dongbo Xueying ceased his search and dashed toward the distant Dark Fortress, his eyes gleaming coldly. “Since the battle has begun, there’s no need to waste time. I’ll seize the momentum and destroy this fortress in one go! Let’s see what other tricks the Witch God and the Great Demon God have, besides summoning such a powerful divine being.”

Whoosh!

He sped forward at high velocity.

Inside the black fortress, the Witch God and the Great Demon God were both anxious.

“Damn it, damn it! What a worthless fool!” the Witch God gnashed his teeth. “A direct disciple of the Qilan Sovereign! A genius who forged his own secret arts, already ascended to divinity, wielding supreme divine-grade weapons, armor, and boots… and yet he fled in terror? Utterly useless!”

“What should we do? How can we stop Dongbo Xueying?” the Great Demon God’s avatar, immersed in flames, said gravely. “Although our cultivation levels are far above his, the Mortal World’s laws suppress us—we can only wield power at the limit of half-divine strength. But Dongbo Xueying’s spear techniques have already reached the peak of divine might. The gap is too great. Our chances of victory are extremely slim.”

Even a slight graze from Dongbo Xueying’s spear could reduce them to dust.

Yet their attacks might not even affect him.

“What can we do? Dongbo Xueying’s strength far exceeds our expectations. As a transcendental being, he can unleash divine peak-level power!” the Witch God shook his head. “Even with the Star Tower’s help, that’s just too strong.”

What they didn’t know was that with the Great Chaos True Energy, the Blood-Forged Divine Weapon, and the secret technique “Chaos Crushing,” even without the Star Tower, he had already reached divine peak-level power. With the Star Tower, his might increased further.

“I don’t need much—just reaching mid-tier divine power would allow me to easily slay him,” the Great Demon God’s avatar said darkly.

“This is the Mortal World, not the Divine Realm or the Abyss!” the Witch God shook his head.

“He’s coming,” the Great Demon God’s avatar suddenly called out. In the distance, Dongbo Xueying was streaking toward them like a beam of light.

“You or me?” the Great Demon God’s avatar asked.

“I’ll handle him,” the Witch God declared. “I’ll wield my Voodoo—perhaps it will yield unforeseen results. Great Demon God, devise a strategy to counter Dongbo Xueying. You’ve walked this earth far longer than I, and the Dark Abyss harbors countless esoteric and grotesque combat arts. Should we falter now, the toll would be catastrophic. Victory must be seized—by any means necessary.”

In a mortal world…

Facing an extraordinary being capable of unleashing divine peak-level power, whose spear techniques were equally supreme, and who even wielded a twelfth-tier Star Tower—such an opponent left the Witch God and the Great Demon God speechless.

“Fine, I’ll consult some friends,” the Great Demon God nodded. “You try to buy time. I’ll go ask around and see if anyone has a way to deal with this transcendental being.”

“Fear not. It won’t be simple for him to best me. Perhaps my Voodoo might even claim his life,” the Witch God scoffed before spinning on his heel and vanishing into the shadows.

…

Dongbo Xueying flew toward the distant Dark Fortress, covering over fifty thousand miles in an instant. The fortress grew larger in his vision. Suddenly, he frowned, his gaze fixed on an open passage at the top of the fortress. A streak of light shot out from within and rapidly flew toward Dongbo Xueying.