Chapter 521 - 321: Split Soul Annihilated! Divine Realm Construction Method Acquired

"This is far safer than your own God Creation!"

Han Feng couldn’t be bothered to waste any more words.

With a thought, his Divine Sense stirred. The Three-Inch Heart Sword coalesced once more, this time imbued with a faint, golden wisp of Soul-Burning Sword Aura.

The Heart Sword ignored physical distance, instantly piercing the Divine Soul Origin of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth.

"SCREEE—!"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth let out a shrill shriek as its Divine Soul was violently shaken. But while the core aura of its True Spirit weakened, it did not dissipate.

It was like a Fire Seed that could not be extinguished; no matter how it was attacked from the outside, its core remained.

’Interesting. Is this the special Trait of a Split Soul?’ Han Feng mused.

Conventional methods could severely injure it, but they couldn’t truly erase the True Spirit dwelling within.

Realizing that Han Feng couldn’t kill it, the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth’s fear turned to wild mockery.

"Hahaha! Foreigner! You can’t kill me!"

A crazed telepathic message echoed through the stone chamber:

"You have no idea what a Divine being is!

As long as my main body is not destroyed, I am eternal!

An ant like you could never comprehend the mighty power of a God!"

Instead of growing angry, Han Feng simply smiled.

He looked at the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth writhing and roaring on the ground and calmly asked a question in return.

"Is that so?"

"I think I’ll try anyway."

The next moment, Han Feng’s eyes fluttered shut as he focused his mind inward.

’System, activate the Divine Power Module.’

[The Divine Power Module has been activated. Please select the Skills or abilities you wish to enhance.]

’Enhance Soul-Burning Sword Aura.’

[Enhancement Target Confirmed: Soul-Burning Sword Aura.

Please input the amount of Sword Aura to be consumed. The more you invest, the stronger the enhancement effect.]

’Five thousand wisps.’

Without any hesitation, Han Feng mobilized over half of his body’s Sword Aura reserves.

This was equivalent to five hundred thousand drops of Sword Essence, all of which he poured into the process.

BOOM!

A massive amount of Sword Aura surged into the Divine Power Module like a bursting dam.

Mysterious, faint golden patterns appeared on the surface of Han Feng’s body. A terrifying aura began to build, causing the entire underground stone chamber to tremble.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth’s crazed laughter came to an abrupt halt.

It felt a mortal threat, one powerful enough to erase its True Spirit from its very source!

"Wai—wait!

Foreigner! We can talk!

I’ll give you anything you want!

I can submit to you! I..."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth’s telepathic pleas were filled with panic and begging, all of its earlier arrogance gone.

Han Feng slowly opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, a flicker of pure golden flame flashed and vanished.

He raised his hand toward the terrified Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth and gently swiped it down.

"Too late."

There were no earth-shattering lights or sounds—only a golden thread as fine as a strand of hair, which shot silently from his fingertip toward the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth.

Sensing an unprecedented crisis, the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth let out a desperate roar. Its massive body instantly transformed into a pink blur of light as it activated a life-saving Divine Technique, attempting to escape into the void.

However, the golden thread seemed to possess a Will of its own, completely ignoring the spatial distortion.

The moment the pink blur vanished, the golden thread disappeared right along with it.

A second later, a hundred meters up in the rock layer above the stone chamber, the pink blur tumbled out in a sorry state. It didn’t even have a moment to feel relieved.

The golden thread appeared as if it had been there all along, piercing directly through its core.

"No—!"

A final, venomous thought exploded in the void.

"My main body... Quiet Moon Echo of the Shadow Wing Tribe... will never let you go!"

An absolute silence fell over the area.

Han Feng withdrew his hand as a message popped up on his panel.

[One-Time Divine Power·Soul-Burning Stake (Tier Four Late Stage) has been used.]

’Quiet Moon Echo, is it? I’ll remember that.’

Han Feng snorted. "You’d better pray I don’t find your nest."

He didn’t linger. With a flicker, he reappeared outside.

Looking at the corpses of the Spirit Fox Race’s Totem Warriors littering the ground, the dilapidated altar, and the body of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth below it, Han Feng had an idea.

"Sword Tomb Space, open."

An invisible vortex appeared.

Everything—from the corpses on the ground to the Soul Nourishing Jade and the Titan Finger Bone Fragment in the altar, and even the giant moth’s carcass—was swept up and sucked into his Sword Tomb Space.

Han Feng muttered to himself, "Since it’s called a Sword Tomb, it’s only proper to bury a few things in it."

"I hope these natives and their legacy can bring a few surprises to my ’graveyard.’"

After taking care of everything, he summoned the X-01 Prototype once more and plunged into the endless night.

However, he didn’t immediately return to the outpost.

By his count, only half an hour had passed, which was more than enough time to take care of something else.

He pulled up the reconnaissance map from earlier in the day and quickly locked onto a new target—the Split Teeth Tribe, home of the Hermit Crab People.

According to his daytime observations, this tribe’s god was only at the Temple God Level Early Stage, quite a bit weaker than the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth.

Moreover, it was a defensive type, which made it the perfect subject to test the information he had just obtained.

The fighter jet glided silently through the air. A little over ten minutes later, it arrived above the gray stone forest riddled with spatial rifts.

Han Feng repeated his earlier procedure: first storing the jet in his Sword Tomb Space, then donning his Spirit Armor and activating stealth mode before landing silently behind a massive boulder.

This time, he didn’t open fire immediately as he had with the Mist Eyes Tribe. Instead, he activated his [Eye of Insight] and carefully observed the situation below.

The tribe’s settlement was a giant "crab shell" constructed from countless beast bones and rocks.

A translucent, aquamarine shield enveloped the entire "crab shell," its surface rippling with gentle waves.