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Chapter 191 Gods? I swallowed gods!

In an instant, a boundless resentment, powerful enough to move even the gods to tears, spread rampantly across the battlefield.

Those golden artifacts that were originally severely damaged were nourished and empowered by this resentment, and one by one they emerged with unprecedentedly terrifying military spirits.

These spirit soldiers, wielding broken weapons and with icy eyes, frantically slashed at the angelic feathers that filled the air around them.

For these warrior spirits, the angel's feather carries the power of God.

And God is the target they want to kill!

Suddenly, all the angelic feathers in the sky were annihilated by the frenzied attack of the soldier spirit, turning into specks of light and dissipating.

Dean's figure gradually appeared in the center of the platform, his holy light dimming slightly.

Clearly, the impact on his domain just now had some effect on him.

This time, Dean did not choose to attack with a long-range beam of light. Instead, he gripped the huge flail that had been re-formed, his body radiating holy light. He rushed towards Lu Yan like lightning, the flail whistling through the air as it slammed down heavily towards Lu Yan's head, determined to severely injure his opponent in one blow.

Lu Yan was prepared. He flipped his wrist and swung the Thousand Slash Blade, sending countless blades flying through the air.

However, these blades did not directly attack Dean. Instead, they enveloped the two of them like a tornado, isolating them from everything outside.

Lu Yan himself did not flinch at all, letting the heavy yoke fall heavily on him.

The next instant, Lu Yan's body shone with a bright crimson light, and a simple, ancient blood coffin could be faintly seen slowly emerging from his body to meet the oncoming flail.

Dean's pupils contracted slightly, as if he realized Lu Yan's plan. His brows furrowed tightly, and he immediately tried to withdraw his attack, but it was too late.

"Let go!"

Lu Yan was prepared. He suddenly swung his Thousand Slash Blade upwards, its sharp edge aimed directly at Dean's right hand, which was gripping the shackles.

At the same time, the boundary line spread rapidly, coiling around the flail like a serpent, locking its trajectory and preventing Dean from easily retracting it.

Upon seeing this, Dean fully understood Lu Yan's thoughts.

The other party actually wanted to seize his Holy Judgment Flanker!

With a thought, the yoke was about to transform into holy light, breaking free of its restraints and departing.

But at that moment, the God-Devouring Coffin suddenly opened slowly, transforming into a huge blood-red vortex that fiercely adhered to the flail.

The flail abruptly detached from its light form, and the divine power around it seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, making it unable to exert its full strength. Even the holy light became dim and without luster.

This is precisely the sealing power of the Blood Wedge!

Since the fusion with the Tree of God, the sealing power of the Blood Wedge has perfectly merged with the Devouring God Coffin, forming an even stronger devouring and sealing ability.

Any strange object touched by the Devouring God Coffin will have its power sealed and then slowly become food for the Devouring God Coffin, nourishing Lu Yan's Dao foundation and himself!

God?

What I swallowed was God!

[Having tasted the pure aura of the gods, Bloodblade Berserker's desires grew ever stronger!]

As a subtitle flashed, after firmly holding onto the flail, the Devouring God Coffin extended strands of blood again, carrying a strong desire to devour, slowly spreading towards the angelic armor on Dean's body.

Compared to the Holy Judgment Flail, this set of divinely bestowed angelic armor is the target that the Devouring God Coffin most wants to devour!

Upon seeing this, Dean's expression changed drastically. He could no longer care about the flail and released his right hand without hesitation, abandoning the Holy Judgment Flint. He retreated rapidly, putting distance between himself and Lu Yan.

[The Devouring God Coffin captured the Mithril-grade artifact, the Holy Judgment Flail, granting +30% to attributes.]

In just a few breaths, this mithril-grade artifact was devoured by the God-Devouring Coffin, and the crimson aura surrounding the God-Devouring Coffin became even more intense and powerful.

"They actually took my weapon?"

He watched in disbelief as the God-Devouring Coffin slowly sucked the Holy Judgment Flail into the vortex, his shock beyond words.

This blood coffin not only sealed the Holy Judgment flail, but also severed his connection with it?

Dean's gaze toward Lu Yan was no longer one of disdain, but rather one of unprecedented solemnity.

Looking at Lu Yan, who was filled with fighting spirit, Dean thought for a moment and then unhesitatingly removed his angelic armor.

"I give up!"

The Holy Judgment flail was his own weapon; if he lost it, he could find another.

However, the Angel Armor is a power he borrowed from the true god. If it is devoured by the God-Devouring Coffin, not only will he be severely injured, but this divinely bestowed skill will probably also be taken back by the true god. That would be a real loss.

Moreover, judging from Lu Yan's current performance, even if he continues to retain the Angel Armor, he probably will not be able to defeat Lu Yan on this Godhood Steps.

"The power of divinely bestowed skills is significantly weakened at the Ascension Stage!"

Dean sighed softly, but he didn't feel resentful. Instead, his gaze towards Lu Yan became even more appreciative.

Such a powerful being, yet he comes from a low-level civilization. If he can be recruited into Heaven Mountain, he will surely become a guardian of the Holy Light in the future!

"You're not going to fight anymore?"

Seeing this, Lu Yan's face showed a hint of disappointment. He was still thinking of taking advantage of the chaos to seize the angelic weapon again, and maybe he could obtain the first refined gold-level artifact in his life, or even something higher!

He could clearly sense that the angelic armor he had just worn had not unleashed its full power, most likely due to the suppression of the rules of the Ascension to Godhood.

If one can devour it, it will surely greatly enhance both the Devouring God Coffin and one's own Dao Foundation.

"However, the strength of these cultivators from beyond the realm is indeed far superior to ours, and there is a reason why the Inquisition is so wary of them."

Lu Yan thought to himself that Dean's basic attributes and skills were in no way inferior to his own.

If he hadn't fused with the Tree of God and strengthened his Dao Foundation, he probably wouldn't have won so easily with his original strength.

If the divinely bestowed skill hadn't changed, his Blood Blade Phantom Weapon might not have been able to so easily break through Angel's Protection defense.

"A divine gift—is it because it's borrowed power?"

Lu Yan stroked his chin. In a way, Dean and the believers of the Ghost God were very similar, both of them relying on the gods.

While such strength is indeed formidable, it is ultimately not one's own, and any unforeseen events will directly impact one's overall power.

Ultimately, you have to take control of your own power!

Suddenly, a completely new idea arose in his mind.

If God can bestow power upon others, can his secret arts also do the same?

In theory, this idea should be feasible through the connection between the Tree of God and those extraordinary individuals who awakened its branching paths.

After all, the enhancement of the Tree of God can provide feedback to the branch paths, and arcane arts should be able to as well.

The biggest problem right now is that his own strength may not be enough to support this loan.

"You're thinking too far ahead; you haven't even come up with a way to rent it yet."

Lu Yan shook his head, putting the thought aside for the time being.

At this moment, as Dean conceded defeat, the light shield on the platform gradually dissipated, and Dean returned to his original warm smile.

"It's a pity I couldn't let you witness the greatness of the Holy Light. If there's a chance, let's fight again."

Dean placed one hand on his chest, bowed to Lu Yan, and then vanished in a blur.

Then, a gentle yet powerful force enveloped the platform where Lu Yan was located, lifting him up to the next level.

At the same time, a ray of golden light descended from the sky, transforming into a treasure chest that hovered in front of Lu Yan.

"The Daoist Master didn't show up this time."

Lu Yan was somewhat disappointed. He had thought he could get more information from this, but he didn't expect that Dao Zun would not come.

Come to think of it, how could someone who can control the path to godhood show up so often?

He even suspected that the Daoist master he encountered last time was a wisp of consciousness left behind here because the tower had "lost its internet connection".

"However, as long as I keep climbing, I will meet it sooner or later."

Lu Yan glanced at the endless staircase to godhood above his head, his fighting spirit growing even stronger.

Immediately, he composed himself and opened the treasure chest in front of him.

A flash of golden light appeared, accompanied by the sound of chanting.

Lu Yan looked closely and found a pure white feather lying in the treasure chest.

Then, the subtitles on the panel flashed and quickly displayed the data.

[Mithril Artifact - Angel's Feather: A feather that fell from the wings of a two-winged angel. When activated, it releases pure holy light to purify evil.]

"A mithril-level reward after only one level?"

Lu Yan gasped. He had to fight a monster's body to get the Thousand Cuts, and he also got the Boundary Line by killing the Puppet Saint.

So this is what happened? You just played an arena match and got a Mithril artifact as a freebie?

Moreover, judging from these attributes, it's clearly because of the cultivators from Dean Paradise Mountain.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan's eyes became strange.

He obtained an angel's feather after defeating Dean. What would he get if someone defeated him?

Weapons? Secret arts? Or something eerie?

Bloodblade Berserker is very interested in this angel's feather and wants to integrate it into Dawn's Radiance.

At this moment, Bloodblade Berserker suddenly displayed subtitles and, without waiting for Lu Yan's reply, opened the Devouring God Coffin to devour the Angel Feather in Lu Yan's hand.

Ancient shamans were quite displeased with the Bloodblade Berserker's behavior. Taking something without permission was considered theft, and forcibly seizing it was considered banditry; both were unacceptable and required education.

[The Bloodblade Berserker has devoured two mithril artifacts in succession, greatly increasing his strength. He is no longer willing to remain subservient to others!]

"Good grief, he's asking for it again—"

Lu Yan's lips twitched, as if he had already foreseen the outcome. He closed his eyes and meditated, waiting for his next opponent.

[The Twelfth Level - The Stairway to Godhood - Part Three!]

Meanwhile, deep in the universe.

A stairway to godhood spirals upwards, without beginning or end, seemingly piercing through the entire universe!

Beside the steps to godhood, a majestic celestial palace stands in the void, radiating magnificent light.

Around it, there are also strange buildings of different shapes floating in the air.

Or perhaps a floating holy mountain, bathed in holy light and surrounded by angels;

Or perhaps it is the Temple of Thunder, where clouds surge and gods reside;

Or perhaps a rainbow bridge spanning the sea of ​​stars, where heroic spirits appear and disappear.

The list goes on and on!

At the center of these wondrous structures, a magnificent platform floats in the void.

From time to time, spiritual light would fall from the steps leading to the gods, condensing on the platform without dissipating.

Dean slowly emerged from a beam of red light, a hint of sorrow still lingering between his brows.

While the weakening of his divinely bestowed skills was certainly one reason, ultimately, he was defeated.

Of course, he wasn't incapable of accepting failure, it's just that—

Before the thought had even finished, a tall figure was already rapidly approaching.

The man was dressed in a black outfit, with a tall and straight figure and an undisguised mocking smile on his face.

It was none other than Lin Qi, who had been struck half to death by the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning.

"Dean, you look like you've lost?"