Chapter 515
Standoff, God King's Coercion
"Let's leave that aside for now."
The Evil God King raised his hand and gestured, shifting his gaze from Shen Yifeng to the silver-haired woman beside him.
His gaze instantly turned into ice, and an evil aura emanated from him, as if the most wicked and evil forces in the world were contained within him.
Even so, the evil god-king remained completely unaffected.
"Let me deal with this dragon god incarnation first."
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere among the five great god-kings of the divine realm suddenly became solemn.
The purple-black arcs of electricity danced silently between the fingers of the God of Destruction, the Goddess of Life's eyes were filled with a mixture of pity and sternness, and the God of Kindness sighed softly but did not try to dissuade him.
The five great god-kings also summoned their respective super artifacts.
The Asura God King's killing intent was almost tangible.
Yet, within this murderous intent that could make the heavens tremble, there was a hint of undisguised embarrassment.
His hands were empty.
The mighty enforcer of the divine realm, the Asura God King, the most skilled in warfare among the five great god kings, was now without any supreme divine artifacts in his hands.
This meant that he should have been the most intimidating of the five, but this deficiency diminished his imposing presence.
Who could have predicted this?
When he threw the Asura Blood Sword into Douluo Continent and handed it over to its inheritor, it was merely a convenient arrangement. He never imagined that one day he would have to take it back himself.
At that time, although there was a barrier between the divine realm and the lower realm, it was practically useless, and the God-King could come and go as if he were in an empty place.
The Asura God King could never have imagined that one day the Douluo Continent would have such a great seal with the God Realm, a seal that even the combined efforts of the God Kings could not break.
Now, he has no super artifacts at his disposal.
Even more strangely, he was clearly standing in the sky above the Douluo Continent, yet he could not sense the Asura Blood Sword, and even the former failed inheritor was nowhere to be seen.
That exclusive divine artifact that had accompanied him through countless years of battles and drunk the blood of gods and demons seemed to have been completely severed from him.
The Asura God King's eyes were somber, and he remained silent.
And on the other side—
Shen Yifeng's expression suddenly darkened.
He took a step forward, blocking Gu Yuena's path. His robes fluttered, and the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) moved in response, like a vast ocean suspended in mid-air, protecting the person behind him.
"Evil senior."
Shen Yifeng's voice was calm, yet every word was like a nail piercing the bone:
"You should be able to tell—she is now my wife."
"With me here today, I will not allow anyone to harm her in the slightest."
wife?
The evil god-king raised an eyebrow and stared intently.
The silver-haired woman, still in her crimson wedding dress, with a coldness in her eyes that had settled with the passage of time, stood quietly behind Shen Yifeng, her fingertips gently resting on his arm, a gesture of complete trust.
They actually got married.
But how is that possible?
The Silver Dragon King, the supreme ancient divine beast, is the legitimate incarnation of the fallen Dragon God. Having undergone millions of years of trials, its cultivation is unfathomable.
In the past, during the battle between the divine beasts and the divine realm, the Dragon God perished, and the divine realm sealed off the path to godhood for the divine beasts of the lower realm. The Silver Dragon King's hatred for humanity should have been as deep as the ocean, an irreconcilable enmity.
How could she so easily give herself to a human?
Even if this human was the successor he had placed high hopes on.
The evil god-king slowly withdrew the surging divine power around him, his tone turning somber, tinged with a hint of exasperated anger:
"Shen Yifeng, do you know who she is?"
"Back then, the five of us exhausted our divine energy to send the Ice God down to the mortal realm, just to let you know that this realm will face annihilation in the future."
"And this Silver Dragon King is very likely the root of the disaster."
"How foolish you were to marry her!"
The Evil God King stared at Shen Yifeng with an extremely complex expression.
This young man could have inherited his divine position step by step and become a member of the Divine Council without any problems.
If one has greater ambitions, it is not impossible to take control of the central authority of the divine realm and become a supreme being.
The power and resources of an evil deity are enough to pave this path to heaven.
But he chose the most difficult, the most dangerous, and the least desirable path.
"Junior."
The Asura God-King spoke. Although he held no sword, his divine aura remained, and having enforced the law for countless eons, his murderous intent was etched into his very soul.
At this moment, his mere gaze was enough to cause the heavens and earth to collapse, and an invisible killing intent surged across the sky like a tide.
"I will spare your life today because you are a descendant of evil."
"Get out of the way."
Before he finished speaking, the intensely concentrated killing intent struck like a thousand blades.
Behind Shen Yifeng, the faces of the few people whose strength had only reached the second or third level of gods suddenly turned pale, and some of them staggered and almost fell from the sky.
The might of the God-King is beyond the reach of ordinary gods, let alone the Asura God-King, whose offensive and killing prowess is unparalleled in the divine realm. His killing intent is enough to wear down the will to fight and destroy the soul.
Shen Yifeng's expression remained unchanged as he lightly pressed down with his five fingers.
In an instant, the entire Douluo Star seemed to awaken.
Mountains and lakes, plants and living things, the primordial energy of heaven and earth, the laws governing life...
The vast territories resonated in unison, and endless dimensional power surged from the depths of the star core, flowing like rivers into the sea and converging in his palm.
The oppressive killing intent that had been looming behind him vanished instantly.
What protects everyone is not a divine position, nor a supreme artifact, but this entire world.
—Within this realm, he is the master of the plane.
"You want to kill me?"
A cold smile played on Shen Yifeng's lips, his expression one of utter composure.
"With a god-king who doesn't even possess a supreme artifact—"
Shen Yifeng paused, his gaze sweeping over the Asura God King's empty hands, his tone nonchalant:
"You can give it a try."
"Let's see who lives and who dies in the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yifeng flipped his wrist.
A crimson hue suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
It was a sword.
The sword was entirely blood-red, as if it were soaked in the blood of ancient gods and demons. Even before its sharpness was revealed, a boundless killing intent lurked and surged within it.
The sword hilt is wrapped with dark gold patterns, faintly outlining the totem of the Asura Purgatory.
Asura Blood Sword.
The ultimate offensive weapon of the divine realm, the exclusive weapon of the Asura God King.
At this moment, it was lying quietly in Shen Yifeng's palm.
Instantly, Shen Yifeng's aura became tainted with blood and slaughter, and even the murderous aura sweeping over by the Asura God King seemed to be guided and transformed into the sword.
The Asura God King's pupils suddenly contracted.
Then he smiled.
That wasn't anger, but a kind of absurd mockery.
"You really think that once it's in your hands, the Asura Blood Sword is yours?"
The Asura God-King spoke in a dismissive tone, as if looking at a naive child who knew nothing of the world.
This sword has been with him for countless years.
He has been by his side since he was a minor deity, fighting alongside him in all directions, slaying gods and demons, and drinking the blood of his enemies.
The sword bears the imprint of his laws, the mark of his soul, and the resonance nurtured by his blood and sweat.
This is a super artifact exclusively belonging to the God of Asura.
Even if Shen Yifeng possesses the Asura Godhood, as long as he has a single thought, the Asura Blood Sword will break free from any restraints and return to his hand.
Moreover, Shen Yifeng did not.
"I'll show you today—"
The Asura God King's sneer deepened:
"What does it mean to lift a stone only to drop it on your own foot?"
The Asura God King raised his hand, his five fingers forming a fist, and his voice shook the heavens:
"Sword—come!" (End of Chapter)