Chapter 241: The Death of the Snow Realm Ancestor

The City Lord of Chaos, Peng Gong, Darkness, Arid Mirror, Icepeak, and Longxing—these six had split into two groups, each having crossed through reincarnation to arrive at the Origin Continent. All had become disciples under the Original Elder of the Blade River Sect.

“Even with guidance from both myself and the Yuanzu, the number of humans who could reach the Void True God-level is likely no more than ten.” Luo Feng would occasionally lecture back in his homeland, offering pointers to human powerhouses, so he had a clear understanding of their general levels.

These six who had arrived were nearly the strongest in existence—aside from himself and Yuanzu.

“Morosa.” Luo Feng turned to look at Morosa, whose true body was still within the Star Tower absorbing energy. The one standing beside Luo Feng was merely a clone.

“Master,” Morosa answered respectfully. Only by exchanging blows with his master did he realize… just how unfathomable his master’s strength truly was. Even after reaching the Ultimate Realm himself, he still found it hard to gauge his master’s real power.

He, Morosa, had reached the Ultimate Realm—but that was his absolute limit! To break past that limit? Nearly impossible.

“Master possesses unmatched talent. In just five hundred eras after arriving on the Origin Continent, he already surpassed me, a beast of the Ultimate Realm. In the future, he’ll far exceed me. Perhaps Master might even find a way for me to break through my limit.” Morosa harbored his own ambitions.

If he didn’t break past his limit, then he would forever remain under the influence of the Path of Destruction. Once the Origin Continent fell into silence, he too would fall with it…

Morosa didn’t want to die—he wanted to live.

Yet he lacked the ability to break free on his own. Only his master could make it happen!

“Keep a clone stationed in Huyang City at all times. Conceal the secrets of the heavens and blur cause and effect,” Luo Feng instructed. “I need to ensure the safe growth of the human powerhouses—they must not be targeted by the old monsters.”

“Rest assured, Master. I’ve mastered a complete Origin Path! With my concealment of heavenly secrets and blurring of cause and effect, no one on the Origin Continent can possibly pry into it.” Morosa spoke with great confidence.

Luo Feng nodded.

Among the three first-rate powers—the Tianmu Nation, Myriad Realms Nation, and East Extremity Region—each one operated in the shadows, stirring the waters without leaving a trace. That was precisely why there were no rumors from the outside world. Because they acted quietly, they left nothing to be discovered.

Once the secrets of the heavens were hidden and cause and effect obscured, unless someone witnessed it in person, who could say for sure it was these first-rate powers behind the scenes?

Even the Two Ancient Kingdoms could only speculate!

“Now that you and I are working together, we can be considered a first-rate power ourselves,” Luo Feng said with a smile.

“Myriad Realms Nation and Tianmu Nation might not even match up to Master and me together,” Morosa replied confidently.

Luo Feng chuckled.

Among the three first-rate powers, the East Extremity Region still held the backing of the East Extremity Region Ancestor, someone whom even the Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms had to show respect to.

“Don’t underestimate them. The Ruler of the Myriad Realms managed to comprehend a complete Origin Path all on his own. His mental will surpassed Divine King-level. Who knows, perhaps over countless years of cultivation, he’s already secretly surpassed the Divine King limit,” Luo Feng said. ꭆÂ₦öꞖĚṡ

There were only a handful of individuals on the Origin Continent who Luo Feng deemed worth his attention.

“Prepare three clones and come with me,” Luo Feng instructed. “You only need to conceal the heavenly secrets and blur cause and effect—leave the rest to me.”

“Three clones, accompanying Master out?” Morosa asked curiously. “What for?”

“With enough power… it’s time to get things done.”

Luo Feng gave a faint smile. “The top ten sinners of the Origin Continent—let’s clean them all up.”

“All of them?” Morosa was stunned. He couldn’t help but say, “Master, the top ten sinners of the Origin Continent… that’s complicated. Some among them are even part of the royal families of the Two Ancient Kingdoms! And many of them are merely lackeys—capturing billions of living beings for the emperors and monarchs to consume.”

The lifeforms of the Origin Continent naturally contained a type of origin essence from the Source World.

Devouring billions of lives was, in itself, a method to cultivate the Primordial Bloodline. Rumor had it that some Emperors and Monarchs who cultivated their bloodlines used this exact method.

But due to their noble status, they naturally had underlings do the dirty work—and those underlings had become known as the top ten sinners of the Origin Continent.

“Master, you plan to offend the Emperors and Monarchs of both Ancient Kingdoms at once?” Morosa became nervous. Even at his peak, empowered by the Path of Destruction, he could at most rival an Emperor or Monarch with a full set of powerful secret treasures.

“If I’m not afraid, what are you afraid of?” Luo Feng looked at Morosa.

Morosa stared at Luo Feng. “Master, if several Emperors or Monarchs joined forces, unleashing countless Beyond Divine King-level treasures and Formation Arrays—are you sure you can withstand them?”

He, Morosa, couldn’t withstand that with his small frame.

“Relax,” Luo Feng said.

Morosa’s eyes lit up.

Master was brimming with confidence.

Luo Feng chuckled. If they were outside the Origin Continent, he might’ve needed to be cautious.

But inside the Origin Continent—even if the Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms came personally—there was nothing to fear.

“If Master’s not afraid, why should I be?” Morosa was instantly filled with boundless confidence. “Kill, kill, kill! Whoever Master wants dead, we’ll kill!”

“The sinners of the top ten—just who’s backing them is still a mystery.” Luo Feng smiled. “They say the waters of the Origin Continent run deep—let’s stir them and see who floats to the surface.”

“Among the ten sinners, there are three weaker ones—Snow Realm Ancestor, Divine King Tianhou, and Lord Qifeng. Let’s take care of those three first,” Luo Feng said. “We’ll start from the weaker ones and work our way up.”

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Snow Realm Territory.

Snowflakes fell endlessly throughout the year. When the snowflakes hit the ground, they melted into streams that flowed into rivers.

“All the countless rivers flowing across the Snow Realm Territory, along with the snowflakes in the sky… all of that is part of the Snow Realm Ancestor’s true body.” A black-robed, golden-masked man and an old servant appeared upon this land.

“The Snow Realm Ancestor cultivates the Origin Path of Life, pursuing vastness of life. Though immense size is important, the essence of the body matters more.” Luo Feng had also cultivated the Origin Path of Life, reaching the Second Stage of Divine King.

Now, as he studied various Phases of the Ultimate Realm, he could instantly perceive the many flaws in the Snow Realm Ancestor.

“The countless lifeforms nurtured over generations in the Snow Realm are merely resources for his cultivation.” Cold light flashed in Luo Feng’s eyes.

He wouldn’t interfere in survival-of-the-fittest scenarios.

Even dark factions or gangs—so long as they didn’t cross Luo Feng’s path—he wouldn’t bother with them.

But those like the Snow Realm Ancestor or the Heavenly Kun Ruler—who slaughtered billions for their own gain—Luo Feng naturally felt the urge to kill.

To devour billions of lives—just to slightly improve one’s Primordial Bloodline?

These so-called cultivators no longer considered themselves part of the cultivator’s path. They saw themselves as gods, and all other beings as their livestock. To Luo Feng, such beings were trash!

“To treat billions of lives as food—such cultivators don’t deserve to live on the Origin Continent,” Luo Feng said softly.

When he lacked the strength, Luo Feng could endure.

But once he had the strength—it was time to act!

“Perish.”

Luo Feng stared at the endless falling snow. These snowflakes were part of the Snow Realm Ancestor’s true body. By rights, just entering the Snow Realm Territory should have triggered the Ancestor’s senses.

Yet Luo Feng and Morosa stood here, and the Snow Realm Ancestor hadn’t sensed a thing.

The moment Luo Feng invoked the Lieu Yuan Technique—

Boom—

His mental will struck at the snowflakes before him, launching an attack upon the vast, boundless true body of the Snow Realm Ancestor.

At that moment, the Snow Realm Ancestor was immersed in cultivating his Primordial Bloodline. All of the Snow Realm was within his perception. With a single thought, he could devour trillions of lives using snowflakes, transforming them into his cultivation resources.

He was even cautious, carefully controlling the rate of devouring.

He ensured that reproduction kept up with the pace of his consumption.

“Once I become stronger, I can expand the territory of the Snow Realm,” the Snow Realm Ancestor mused, still dissatisfied with his current size.

Suddenly—

The Snow Realm Ancestor lost all other senses. He saw only a colossal star rolling toward him, crushing down upon him. He didn’t have time to unleash any secret techniques before it crushed him completely.

“No—!” But under the crushing force, even the smallest fragments were annihilated into nothingness. Luo Feng showed no mercy, giving the Snow Realm Ancestor not even a sliver of hope.

In that instant, the Snow Realm Ancestor’s mental will was obliterated.

His enormous physical body became a lifeless corpse, now lying within the Snow Realm Territory—an enormous beastly body.

With a wave of his hand, Luo Feng collected the corpse and vanished alongside Morosa.

From that moment forward, the countless lifeforms that had evolved across generations in the Snow Realm entered a new era. The darkest ‘sky’ above their heads had vanished.

——

At the same time—

A black-robed, golden-masked man and an old servant also arrived at the nation of Divine King Tianhou—the Heavenhou Nation.

The Heavenhou Nation was nestled among the many smaller nations situated between the Ancient Thunder Kingdom and the Myriad Realms Nation. Divine King Tianhou possessed Second Stage Divine King strength. Though weaker than the Heavenly Kun Ruler, he was still enough to wreak havoc on a region.

All life in his nation was his food.

“I’m only allowed to devour one-tenth of the food—the rest has to be delivered to the Monarch.” Divine King Tianhou’s massive body coiled within the depths of his palace. “If I could devour freely, my strength would surely improve.”

Suddenly—

The black-robed, golden-masked man and the old servant arrived deep within the palace. Divine King Tianhou’s mental will was annihilated, and he became nothing more than a corpse.

With a wave of his hand, Luo Feng collected the corpse.

——

Lord Qifeng ruled over a vast island containing thirty-nine Chaos States! This island lay close to the Ancient Flame Kingdom, occupying a prime geographical location. Its cultivation environment surpassed even that around Huyang City.

Though it had only thirty-nine Chaos States, the number of lifeforms born there was equivalent to half the number governed by Huyang City’s 155 Chaos States.

As an ancient Second Stage Divine King, Lord Qifeng also served as a guest elder of the Ancient Flame Kingdom.

The countless lifeforms on the island had no power to resist him.

Pfft.

Luo Feng and Morosa arrived on the island and, inside a quiet chamber of a palace, collected Lord Qifeng’s corpse in an instant.

——

And just like that—three of the weaker Divine Kings among the top ten sinners of the Origin Continent perished, all at the same time! Naturally, this sent shockwaves through the various forces of the Origin Continent.