You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

[Ye Lingtian, already known for his decisive and ruthless nature, became even more awe-inspiring after receiving the near-madness and berserk power of the Abyss's will, transforming him into the ultimate killing god roaming the battlefield of gods.]

[His jet-black battle blade, named Annihilation, resonates with the most primal laws of destruction with every swing.]

Where the blade passed, space groaned, and divinity crumbled.

In the midst of relentless and brutal acts of god-slaying, the rules of slaughter He wielded, like demonic vines nourished by divine blood, transformed at an unprecedented speed.

Each kill refines, purifies, and makes the rules more unstoppable.

In just a few years, the number of true gods of faith who have fallen to this blade of annihilation has reached five.

This is not merely the destruction of the divine body or the expulsion of divine thoughts, but a complete and utter annihilation of both body and soul.

The eternal divine fire of the five true gods was extinguished, their divine essence shattered completely, and their divine essence scattered like exploding stars, the impact of which shook the entire universe.

The shattered divine essence and fragments of rules He destroyed acted like the world's finest fuel, propelling Ye Lingtian's killing rules to a terrifying height that even the chaotic eyes of the Abyss's will slightly turned their heads in awe.

Even now, when the Radiant Lord who rules the Heavenly Pantheon personally intervenes, wielding the forbidden artifact of the pantheon's heritage, Ye Lingtian handles the situation with composure and ease.

That terrifying rule of slaughter transformed into an invisible domain, eroding and distorting even the sacred radiance, ultimately leading to its annihilation.

This immense power and control strengthened Ye Lingtian's resolve.

[Give him more time; through the tempering of blood and fire, he will surely surpass the peak state he could have reached in the previous timeline.]

After all, in this timeline, he was no longer a lone wolf fighting alone; he had a group of equally powerful and incredibly reliable comrades behind him.

He became a lone wolf, which was by no means his own choice.

In truth, among the resistance forces of the previous timeline, no one could stand shoulder to shoulder with him to bear that earth-shattering pressure; he simply couldn't find a reliable teammate he could entrust his back to.

In July of the 221st year of the Extraordinary Calendar, deep within the chaotic void beyond the Spirit Realm, two immense auras, capable of shaking the very foundations of the universe, erupted with a deafening roar.

This extraordinary phenomenon signifies that two more true gods of the rules have completed that astonishing ritual of sacrificing their authority, completely breaking free from their old shackles and ascending to new divine thrones.

[One of the newly ascended true gods possesses a core of divine power burning with the purest and most explosive rules of flame.]

Meanwhile, far away on the front lines of the fierce divine war, the God of Flame is battling the ferocious God of Blood.

Suddenly, the immortal divine body of the God of Flames, constructed from eternal divine fire, trembled violently, as if an invisible giant hand had ripped it deep into the depths of his divine core.

The next moment, a massive source of fiery authority was forcibly ripped away.

This sudden and unprecedented loss of authority caused His surging divine power to leak out like a burst dam, and the divine fire, powerful enough to incinerate stars, dimmed, resulting in a catastrophic weakening of His combat strength.

In that instant of drastic power loss, His defenses suffered a fatal lapse.

On the other side, the Blood Demon God, who had been eyeing the area covetously for some time, would never let such a golden opportunity slip by.

That terrifying maw, filled with fangs and capable of gnawing at planes, swept down with a stench that tore through the laws of time, devouring everything in its path at a speed that transcended space and time.

A deafening, shattering sound echoed, making even the gods' teeth ache, as the Blood Demon God tore half of the Flame God's body off.

The divine body, forged through countless years of faith and law, transformed into a shower of divine blood and shattered divine bones.

This horrific scene plunged the already devastated God of Flames, who had suffered greatly from the loss of his authority, into an even more desperate and dire situation.

[The divine body is severely damaged, its essence is being lost, and its divine power is exhausted!]

What chilled Him even more was the reaction of His colleagues.

The gods of the spirit realm, witnessing the unprecedented and dire state of the God of Flames, showed no intention whatsoever of offering him any assistance.

[In fact, several deities' eyes revealed undisguised, naked greed and malice.]

Like hyenas that have caught the scent of blood, they moved stealthily, their divine thoughts conveying signals of danger.

They weren't trying to rescue him; instead, they were plotting how to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime chaos to pounce on him and tear the collapsing God of Flames to shreds.

Opportunities to deprive other true gods of divine resources are rare.

[By dividing and consuming its remaining divine essence and the precious, flickering divine fire, one can replenish the losses suffered in the fierce divine war.]

Even more remarkably, some powerful deities fixed their gazes intently on the mark within the divine core of the God of Flames—a mark that still burned stubbornly, representing the core of the power of flames.

Given the opportunity, they would not hesitate to use their secret methods of plunder to seize this powerful, unclaimed authority for themselves.

The God of Flames, once a renowned ruler of fire, is now a lamb to the slaughter, surrounded by wolves.

[At this moment of true desperation, a voice carrying the will to sever all hesitation pierced through the clamor of the Heavenly Pantheon's hymns and the roars of the Abyss Demon Gods, precisely striking the Flame God's collapsing sea of ​​consciousness.]

[God of Flames!]

You've reached a dead end!

[Surrounded by the malice of the gods, your future holds only one path: destruction.] [Since that's the case, I'll grant you a glimmer of hope. Do you have the courage to try?]

The moment the words fell, without waiting for any response or questioning from the God of Flames, a torrent of intent containing a wealth of profound information and unwavering resolve forcefully poured forth.

[It is that forbidden secret technique that burns away one's old authority, sacrifices all that has passed, and transforms into a new path of divine rule.]

The reason Ye Lingtian chose to intervene during the fierce battle was because, among the gods of this vast spirit realm, the God of Flames was the only one who had shown undisguised interest and admiration for the members of the Crimson Heart Society.

[If they weren't truly interested, why would they give away so much of their own fiery authority?]

In a sense, the other party shares a natural affinity with the ideals of the Red Heart Society.

Faced with a true god on the verge of death who shares their beliefs, the Red Heart Society would not hesitate to quietly extend this lifeline amidst the chaotic shadows of the clash between the Abyss and the Spirit Realm.

[As for how the God of Flames came to face a life-or-death crisis?]

This is not important!

[The moment the God of Flames received that massive torrent of information, the last remaining flame at the core of his divine essence flickered violently.]

[He didn't have time to digest all the details, but the core essence—burning away the old self and reshaping a new life—was instantly understood by Him.]

At the same time, He made a decision instantly.

Looking around, He felt the undisguised covetousness and greed in the eyes of his former colleagues like cold, poisonous thorns, clear and real.

He understood that the reason these greedy gazes hadn't yet turned into fatal attacks was simply because He hadn't completely fallen to the bottom; the remaining fiery authority and divine fire within His divine nature still held a trace of deterrence.

However, if He were to allow His power to continue to wane and His divine body to fail to recover, then He would inevitably be overthrown and devoured by His colleagues at some point.

How tragic!

At this crucial moment when the war of gods is about to break out, how could a true god like myself find myself in such a predicament?

[The spirit world's will: I've already uploaded the potential dangers I might encounter, but they're completely ignoring it!]

That attitude of accepting everything as fate, believing that life and death are predetermined and wealth and status are bestowed by heaven, greatly angered Him!

Since the will of the spirit world is so capricious, then let this destiny come even more fiercely!

In any case, the spirit world doesn't care about him, a mere ordinary true god with authority!

Rather than waiting for a humiliating and hopeless end, it's better to take a gamble.

With this crippled body, this remaining authority, this flickering divine flame, I gamble on an unprecedented rebirth.

[With a thought in mind, the God of Flames acted without hesitation. Taking advantage of the moment when the other gods were still weighing their options, the God of Flames unleashed his last divine power, forcefully breaking through the chaotic energy turbulence.]

After escaping the brutal battlefield, He rushed without looking back towards the void beyond the spirit realm, a place where new gods had just been born and where laws surged.

The God of War, responsible for overseeing the entire battlefield, swept his cold and sharp will across the direction in which the God of Flames fled, neither investigating further nor stopping him.

In the eyes of a military strategist, this colleague's current condition was indeed appalling.

[His divine body is incomplete, his authority severely damaged, his divine fire dimmed, and his combat strength less than one-tenth of what it once was.]

Temporarily withdrawing from the battlefield to seek recovery is a perfectly normal choice.

His attention was quickly drawn to the more pressing battle, and he began to plan how to organize elite forces to tear through the Abyss's defenses, which were like a grinding mill of flesh.

However, the course of events completely deviated from the expectations of the God of War and all the observing deities.

[Just as the God of War's divine sense had locked onto several pantheons suitable to serve as assault spearheads, and he was preparing to issue orders...]

【Boom! 】

A pillar of blazing light, its brilliance and ferocity beyond description, suddenly erupted from the dark void beyond the spirit realm.

Its brilliance instantly overshadowed all the divine magic and magical explosions on the battlefield.

At the core of that pillar of light emanated the aura of a true god, an aura familiar to all the gods.

[God of Flames!]

He did not leave the battlefield to rest or recuperate.

The first thing He did after leaving the battlefield was to learn from the Star Demon God and the Heart Demon God, using His own fiery authority as fuel, in an attempt to cultivate a new divine path!

[God of Flames!]

[At this moment, they have become enemies of the spirit world!] (End of Chapter)