I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats

One month later.

Inside the Divine Statue Space.

Mu Rufeng sat cross-legged in a quiet chamber.

The Power of Incense continuously flowed into his body, swiftly transforming into Primordial Power.

His Mana was still steadily accumulating.

Suddenly, a peculiar fluctuation came from the outside world.

Mu Rufeng’s eyes abruptly opened, and then his figure disappeared from where he was.

When Mu Rufeng reappeared, he was already in front of a quiet chamber.

Soon after, Lin Qingluo and Wan Hao also appeared there.

“Taoist Mu, what you said doesn’t seem right. Is Fellow Daoist Wang about to break through to the Daluo Immortal already?” Lin Qingluo gazed intently at Mu Rufeng.

Wan Hao immediately chimed in: “You clearly mentioned several years, and now it’s only been a month. That’s quite a difference.”

Mu Rufeng, upon hearing this, smiled slightly and said, “Isn’t it good to be fast?”

With these words, the two were momentarily speechless.

Mu Rufeng continued, “The reason I said so was to prevent unnecessary troubles. Rest assured, there won’t be any disturbances as I mentioned before.”

“Earlier, I mentioned that the Xuanlong Realm has a Half-step Immortal Venerable, remember?”

Lin Qingluo nodded upon hearing this: “Of course, I remember.”

Mu Rufeng’s face revealed a smile: “Wang Luo is that Half-step Immortal Venerable, titled Hun Yuan Immortal Emperor in the Xuanlong Realm!”

“What? Hun Yuan Immortal Emperor?”

“Is he really that Half-step Immortal Venerable?”

Lin Qingluo and Wan Hao were utterly shocked upon hearing this.

They could hardly believe it turned out to be like this.

“The Divine World has hidden it well. The reason we came is that one of your Little Gods went to a core world in the Human World.”

“Wang Luo used a certain Secret Technique to bring me here. Once he breaks through to a Daluo Immortal, he can connect with his avatar in the Xuanlong Realm and directly open a passage between the two worlds,” Mu Rufeng explained a bit.

Just as Lin Qingluo was about to say something more, a loud laugh echoed.

“Haha, this Power of Incense is truly marvelous, allowing my cultivation to swiftly recover to the Daluo Immortal.”

“But alas, the cultivation converted from the Power of Incense is still somewhat too weak.”

Wang Luo’s figure emerged from the quiet chamber, a smile upon his face.

“Congratulations, Brother Luo, on regaining Daluo Immortal Cultivation,” Mu Rufeng smiled, cupping his hands in congratulation.

Lin Qingluo also refrained from addressing him as a fellow Daoist, respectfully greeting, “Congratulations to Immortal Emperor on the restoration of cultivation.”

Beside them, Wan Hao quickly offered a respectful salute.

“Heh, Mu Rufeng, it seems you’ve told them everything. In that case, there’s no time to lose. I’ve been out here long enough; I wish to see my family on the other side,” Wang Luo finished speaking and directly broke through the space, appearing outside.

Mu Rufeng and the other two immediately followed.

Wang Luo stood high in the sky while the three beneath him watched.

It was then that Lin Qingluo’s expression changed: “Not good, we’ve been discovered. The God of Light and the God of Darkness are descending.”

Mu Rufeng, seeing this, smiled calmly: “No matter, Brother Luo is here.”

At the moment they emerged, he sensed an unusual aura.

The God of Light, wherever there is light, has eyes and ears. Thus, Wang Luo’s appearance was instantly detected.

Mu Rufeng detected it at once, while Wan Hao remained oblivious.

At that moment, the sky transformed into half-night, half-day.

Two figures hovered in the void; the God of Darkness and the God of Light descended simultaneously.

“Lin Qingluo, who would have thought you’re the Savior,” the God of Darkness expressed surprise.

“God of Life, you’re actually the Savior?” the God of Light said with a sullen face.

“Never mind, that’s not important. You two rats, let’s see how you escape today,” the God of Light snorted coldly.

“Escape? Hahaha, what a joke. You think you deserve to make me flee? The ones who should flee are you,” Wang Luo laughed as if he had heard something ridiculous, and an air of authority emanated from him.

“Hahaha~~! Truly laughable, just a mere Daluo Immortal, daring to speak so arrogantly,” the God of Light laughed heartily.

At this moment, several figures appeared at the front—the Twelve Main Gods.

To everyone’s surprise, the Thunder God, supposedly slain by Mu Rufeng, appeared there.

He gazed intently at Mu Rufeng, seemingly intent on extracting his revenge.

“Huh, that Thunder God isn’t dead?” Mu Rufeng said with some amazement.

At the level of a Daluo Immortal, erasing someone is extremely difficult.

Because they exist on every timeline, even in death, they could resurrect from another timeline.

However, Mu Rufeng’s strength overwhelmingly crushed the Thunder God, and upon unleashing the Thunder Fire Prohibition, he simultaneously erased him across all timelines.

Logically, resurrection should have been impossible.

“Taoist Mu, this is the power of the God of Incense. As long as the Incense remains, one is immortal. Though weakened significantly, recovery is rapid,” Lin Qingluo explained.

“I see,” Mu Rufeng nodded slightly.

The God of Incense possesses less combat capability compared to other Cultivators at the same level. Yet why can the Divine World contend with the other five realms?

The primary reason is their immortality and fast cultivation growth.

“Enough talk, eliminate them immediately to prevent any mishaps,” the God of Darkness spoke gravely.