Chapter 691: Slaying the Lord of the Origin

Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Slaying the Lord of the Origin

"Shu Feng, you damned beast! To think you were using me!"

The Lord of the Origin let out a pained shriek. Riding the terrifying momentum from Shu Feng’s slash, he dove frantically for the Magic Staff on the ground. He now realized Shu Feng had been hiding in his shadow all along, just to use him to clear a path.

But as long as the Lord of the Origin could get his hands on the Seven-Colored Divine Staff, he could reverse the entire situation and turn the tables.

Ripples shimmered as the Tyrant emerged from the void. It instantly unleashed the terrifying aura of a Lower-level Demon King, its claw wreathed in horrific Demonic Qi as it slammed viciously toward the Lord of the Origin.

"A Lower-Rank Demon King! Primordial Spear!"

The Lord of the Origin’s expression changed drastically. He retreated rapidly, frantically Burning Divine Power to cast a Divine Art.

A Primordial Spear, said to be able to pierce through anything, materialized and shot toward the Tyrant.

BOOM!

The Tyrant simply clenched its right claw, and the Primordial Spear that could easily pierce a Demigod was instantly shattered. Its left claw, however, struck the Lord of the Origin like lightning.

"Original Light Escape Technique!"

The Lord of the Origin’s body twisted, and he shot to the side with an uncanny motion, like a slippery fish.

The Tyrant’s left claw slammed down, shattering half of the escaping light the Lord of the Origin had become.

The light that was the Lord of the Origin flickered, then fled toward the exit of the Seven-Colored Great Divine Hall without a second thought.

Faced with a terrifying powerhouse at the Lower-level Demon King Level, the Lord of the Origin knew he might not be a match for it, even with all his trump cards. And that wasn’t even counting Shu Feng, who was watching from the sidelines like a tiger stalking its prey.

The Lord of the Origin had not forgotten that Shu Feng also had the Light Flame God under his command.

In that instant, countless Light Flame Vines materialized in front of the Lord of the Origin, forming a Light Flame Net that swept toward him.

"Primordial Sword!"

The Lord of the Origin’s form suddenly shifted. He veered through the air, transforming into an indestructible Primordial Sword that slashed frantically toward Shu Feng.

Among the three powerhouses, Shu Feng was the weakest.

The Lord of the Origin was immensely experienced in combat and chose to break through from Shu Feng’s position! If Shu Feng so much as flinched, he would have a chance at survival.

’As expected of the Lord of the Origin!’

A vicious glint flashed in Shu Feng’s eyes. His Demigod Power surged frantically as the Divine Skill Curse Seals within his body flared with light. He unleashed a Gale Slash that flew like a raging hurricane toward the Primordial Sword.

BOOM!

A terrifyingly loud crash echoed out. Shu Feng was sent flying a hundred meters, his feet carving two shallow trenches in the ground. Countless gruesome wounds instantly appeared all over his body, spraying blood onto the floor.

The Lord of the Origin, however, was only knocked back three steps.

Shu Feng said slowly, "As expected. With my current strength, I’m still no match for a true Divine Spirit!"

The Lord of the Origin had already been seriously injured by the Tyrant’s claw. Even so, Shu Feng had barely managed to block his attack. The difference in their power was obvious.

In that instant, the Tyrant moved like lightning, its claw piercing through the Lord of the Origin’s back. A terrifying surge of Demon King’s Power blasted into his body.

The Lord of the Origin coughed up a mouthful of golden Divine Blood. His body trembled, his Divine Power thrown into disarray.

"Die!"

The Tyrant roared savagely, grabbing the Lord of the Origin and slamming him viciously into the ground.

BOOM!

The floor of the Seven-Colored Divine Hall shook, and a shallow crater appeared. The Lord of the Origin’s body split open, blood spraying from the wounds.

The Tyrant frantically channeled its Demon King’s Power. Chains formed from this power wrapped tightly around the Lord of the Origin, completely suppressing him.

Shu Feng looked down at the Lord of the Origin and smiled faintly. "Lord of the Origin, thank you for leading me here. However, all the treasures in this Seven-Colored Divine Hall belong to me! Seeing as you were my guide, I’ll give you a choice: submit to me, or die!"

The Lord of the Origin replied defiantly, "Shu Feng, I’ve already betrayed the Divine Spirit I once served. Aren’t you afraid I’ll just betray you, too?"

The Lord of the Origin had once been a Demigod who betrayed the Divine Spirit he served. He seized the Power of Faith associated with the title ’Lord of the Origin’ in the Brentania Republic, ascending to godhood in one fell swoop. This was no secret among the upper echelons of Blue Star.

Shu Feng said, "I have my ways of preventing betrayal."

The Lord of the Origin sneered defiantly, "A restraining seal? A means to control a Divine Spirit... No wonder you rose to power so quickly. But I have no desire to be a dog for someone else again! I am the Lord of the Origin, a great Divine Spirit! I will never submit to anyone!"

Shu Feng said, "I admire your courage. Tyrant, finish him."

A vicious glint flashed in the Tyrant’s eyes. It grabbed the Lord of the Origin and smashed him into the ground again. A terrifying blast of Demon King’s Power surged into his body.

BOOM!

The Seven-Colored Great Divine Hall trembled once more. The Lord of the Origin’s Divine Soul was finally shattered by the terrifying Demon King’s Power, leaving behind nothing but a corpse.

"Source Energy +30,000,000, Weak Divine Power Divine Format +1, Divine Soul +1!"

’Now, all that’s left is the Divine Artifact of the God of the Seven Colors!’

Shu Feng stared at the Seven-Colored Divine Staff, a fervent glint in his eyes.

After a moment of contemplation, Shu Feng waved his hand and summoned a Dragon Hunting Dog.

The Dragon Hunting Dog went to the Seven-Colored Divine Staff and picked it up. Nothing unusual happened.

"Begin scan!"

Shu Feng, however, remained vigilant and pointed a finger.

A small black aperture appeared, and a blue light shot out, illuminating the Seven-Colored Divine Staff.

Within the Base Space, countless data streams flowed across the Central Analyzer as it rapidly analyzed the Seven-Colored Divine Staff.

A curse from a Demon God Level powerhouse was something to be feared, a terrifying curse that even beings of Powerful Divine Power would be wary of.

"The Seven-Colored Divine Staff contains a Demon God’s curse. It can instantly corrupt any being below Intermediate Divine Power, transforming them into a cursed monster."

A line of information appeared.

’As expected, it wasn’t going to be that simple!’

Shu Feng breathed a small sigh of relief. If the Central Analyzer hadn’t detected a curse on the Seven-Colored Divine Staff, he would have been even more hesitant to touch it.

After all, it was a Demon God’s curse; it wouldn’t have been surprising if the Central Analyzer had been unable to detect it.

A Demon God Level powerhouse, if willing to pay the price, could shatter even a small, weak world like the Black Tortoise Realm.

Back when Miss An fought another terrifying existence, the only reason they hadn’t shattered the Black Tortoise Realm was that their powers were highly focused, with every blow landing on their opponent. After all, neither of them wanted to be targeted by the Black Tortoise Realm’s Heart of the World.