Despair filled the faces of Shi Wang, Long Shi, and Feng Hua. There was no longer a trace of life in their eyes. Faced with such a powerful force that far exceeded their imagination, they no longer had any ability to resist.
Once the dark golden light was released from its restraints, it spread rapidly, and the appearance of the Dark God gradually became clear.
This was a particularly tall man with a handsome face, but lifeless, as if he were wearing a stiff mask, without any expression.
Its gaze casually swept towards the three Food Kings, and suddenly a thick, chilling aura of killing intent filled the air.
The Dark God lifted his foot and walked towards them.
Its movements were not fast; it seemed that the three cultivators in front of it were like three insignificant little insects with no power to move, not worth it using more of its power.
So it simply raised its foot and trampled them.
The wind grew fiercer, and dark golden, blade-like wind pressure blew towards them, forming small, sharp wind blades that lashed out at the three exhausted individuals.
The Food King and the Dragon and Phoenix looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They had already realized that these wind blades had locked their auras. Even if they escaped to the ends of the earth, they would not be able to escape the invasion of these wind blades. At this moment, they had no strength left.
Cultivators and gods belong to two vastly different levels. Even a dark god with a demigod body is definitely not someone they can stop. At this point, even they have lost all fighting spirit, helplessly closed their eyes, and awaited their death.
However, suddenly, in the void before them, a golden light shone forth—a magnificent and vast expanse, a righteous energy condensed from the power of heaven and earth…
Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 239: Divine Restoration
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The countless wind blades flying through the air were all swallowed up by this golden light, just like ice and snow melting into hot water, instantly disappearing without a trace.
The same suffocating pressure, the same unapproachable solemnity, the same immense power contained within.
However, unlike the Dark God, this radiance did not contain the ferocious and violent cries that filled the heavens and earth.
The Dark God's expression seemed to subtly shift as it gazed at the light possessing almost equal power, as if recalling something in its nearly stagnant mind. This unexpected power gave it an indelible sense of familiarity.
The murderous intent in its eyes grew stronger, its gaze, almost tangible, filled with an overwhelming, unforgettable hatred.
"Goodness, I'm not the one who's imprisoning you..."
A voice that was both laughable and absurd came from within the ball of light. Xiao Wenbing's figure appeared vaguely in front of the Food King and the others. He winked at the Food King and said with a wry smile, "This guy is really a madman. It was clearly imprisoned by a true god, but now it's coming to cause me trouble."
The King of Food was stunned, never expecting that the person who had caught the Dark God's crazy attack was Xiao Wenbing.
However, although it was good that he survived, Xiao Wenbing's behavior infuriated the old man-eating flower. How could he be so inattentive and distracted? Did he not know that if he died, he would be buried with him?
At that moment, the Food King concentrated his energy and shouted with all his might, "You still have the leisure to joke? Be careful..."
Xiao Wenbing quickly turned his head. The Dark God was no longer in front of him. Just as he was wondering what was happening, a huge fist, as big as a vinegar jar, slammed heavily into his golden shield.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment. The two golden energies merged together, and the Dark God's fist was deeply embedded in the protective shield. Xiao Wenbing's hands were about to be raised, as if he wanted to do his best to resist this powerful blow.
However, his movements were clearly a beat too slow. The Dark God's punch had already pierced through the protective barrier and struck him heavily.
A powerful burst of air pressure erupted from the ground once more, and everything near the two of them was blown into the air by the irresistible gale and thrown far away.
The three Food Kings were not spared either. After riding a thrilling roller coaster through the sky amidst flying sand and stones, they collapsed to the ground, dizzy and disoriented.
Then, to their utter astonishment, the golden light hurtled down on their heads like a shooting star.
With quick eyes and hands, the King of Food turned to the side, and two thin legs grew out from his broken lower limbs, kicking Long Shi and Feng Hua hard, sending them flying far away. At the same time, he didn't stop, using his hands and feet to scramble and roll away a distance.
The three of them had just dodged when the golden ball of light slammed into the spot where they had just stood. A deafening roar followed, leaving a huge crater in the ground.
With a slight movement, the somewhat dim golden light ball leaped up and soared into the air.
Streams of golden energy seemed to flow endlessly from Xiao Wenbing's body, and a golden light on his chest shone brighter and brighter—it was the treasure of the Secret Talisman Sect... the Little Golden Talisman.
Using his supernatural ability as a guide, the divine power hidden within the small golden talisman surged into Xiao Wenbing's body without reservation, resonating with his natal golden talisman and allowing him to temporarily use this divine power.
However, although Xiao Wenbing now possessed immense power, his movements appeared incredibly sluggish. It was as if a three-year-old child had suddenly gained superhuman strength but was unable to wield it effectively.
Yes, what troubled Xiao Wenbing the most at this moment was that he had no experience in harnessing such powerful energy, and he had no idea how to maximize its effects.
However, the Dark God did not give him any time to adapt. Just as Xiao Wenbing was rising into the air, the Dark God's huge fist slammed into him once again.
"call……"
With a piercing whistle, Xiao Wenbing's body traced a beautiful golden parabola as he flew into the distance.
The Dark God moved and followed again, looking as if it would not stop until it had killed its opponent. It didn't even bother to glance at the three Food Kings lying on the ground.
Perhaps, in its eyes, only Xiao Wenbing, who had borrowed divine power, was the sole threat, or rather, the sole target of revenge. Because, in its remaining memories, it was someone imprisoned by a similar energy.
Therefore, when it came into contact with this terrifying energy again, it immediately went mad and was determined to completely destroy it.
As for the three people beneath its feet who had already lost the ability to resist, in its eyes they were harmless little things, not worth it wasting any time and energy to kick them again...
The three Food Kings exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of despair in the other's eyes. They felt no resentment at the Dark God's contempt. Just as an ant could never defeat a pangolin, a cultivator could never be an enemy of the Dark God.
However, what they didn't expect was that the power of the Dark God was far beyond their imagination. This time, they feared they would truly face certain death...
At this moment, Xiao Wenbing was in a state of extreme depression and embarrassment.
Because of the constant replenishment of divine power from the Little Golden Talisman, even his body seemed to be filled with powerful divine power. So, after being hit by several fierce punches from the Dark God, he was still able to stand up and jump around, shouting.
Although he now possessed the formidable strength to temporarily contend with the Dark God, his inability to utilize it rendered him utterly powerless against the Dark God's attacks. He was completely outmatched, not even able to parry, let alone retaliate. From beginning to end, he was tossed around like a sandbag by the Dark God, repeatedly flying through the air and crashing into the ground, creating several massive craters.
This situation was definitely not good. The Dark God had lost his mind, but his fighting instincts remained. As if sensing Xiao Wenbing's clumsiness, he did not confront him head-on, but instead used constant attacks to deplete his energy.
He rubbed his aching buttocks, a fierce rage burning in his heart. Ever since he sensed the existence of divine power and was able to wield the powerful force of the small golden talisman, his confidence had swelled to an extreme degree, as if he were the only one who mattered in heaven and earth.
However, only after truly fighting the Dark God did he realize that divine power was not so easy to wield. Without a divine spark, he simply couldn't control these powerful energies; this... was beyond the scope of what a cultivator could use.
An indomitable belief arose in his heart, and no matter how great the blows he suffered, he would never give up.
A strong gust of wind swept towards him, and in the darkness, Xiao Wenbing seemed to sense something. He raised his wrist and, as if by magic, blocked the powerful attack from the Dark God.
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, then overjoyed. He had been on the defensive for so long, and this was the first time he had managed to block his opponent's punch.
He seemed to notice a subtle change; a warm current was gradually condensing within his body, converging into a stream that flowed along his meridians toward his brain.
What is this? It feels so familiar…
He felt warm all over, as if he had suddenly had a magical feeling that was both strange and familiar, as if it were an ability he was born with, an innate instinct.
The Dark God withdrew his fist, then struck out fiercely once more.
However, this incredibly swift movement was no longer a blur in Xiao Wenbing's eyes at this moment. It was clearly visible, and he could even see every inch of the Dark God's muscle movements.
His eyes were already able to keep up with the Dark God's movements...
"boom……"
Accompanied by a dazzling golden light, Xiao Wenbing's body was mercilessly thrown high into the air and flew away into the distance once again.
However, at this moment, he seemed completely oblivious to the intense pain in his body; his eyes shone with excitement, a look of extreme joy.
Xiao Wenbing was a normal human being; he had no masochistic tendencies or preferences. However, at this moment, he hoped that the Dark God's fist would be as heavy and as fast as possible.
Because each strike from the Dark God activates a mysterious power within him, and this power is flowing towards his brain under the Dark God's relentless attacks.
This power was one he once possessed, a power that he both missed dearly and feared immensely.
Godhood… The word suddenly flashed through his mind, and a new light of hope shone in his eyes once more.
He also possessed a divine nature, although this divine nature had been accidentally shattered by Feng Baiyi, and those fragments were still hidden within his body.
However, under the constant attacks of the Dark God, these shattered divine sparks were actively activated and concentrated in his brain and central nervous system.
In his eyes, the Dark God's movements were no longer unpredictable or unstoppable.
As more and more fragments of divine essence reformed in his mind, he gained a certain level of protective power.
His opponents are powerful, but only in the face of even stronger opponents can he continuously break through his own limitations and take firm steps toward the path of immortality and divinity.
"call……"
The whistling sound of the punches suddenly stopped.
Xiao Wenbing stretched out a hand and firmly blocked the Dark God's punch. He raised his head and met those emotionless eyes filled with the aura of death.
His eyes gleamed with a golden light, a pure gold.
Although his clothes were tattered from the repeated attacks by the Dark God, making him look more like a beggar than a beggar himself, and although his body was covered in bruises and he looked utterly wretched, he was now filled with an unwavering confidence in victory.
Because... his divine status was finally fully restored.
Volume 4, Chapter 240: Reflection
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"boom……"
The two fists collided violently in mid-air, producing a loud sound like muffled thunder.
The result of the powerful divine forces colliding is an immense, extreme destructive force.
Both Xiao Wenbing and the Dark God were involuntarily sent flying backward.
A violent explosion erupted between them, creating a massive, bottomless crack in the ground. Suddenly, another muffled thud followed, and the entire ground collapsed completely.
As if losing its support, the ground within a radius of several tens of feet suddenly sank several inches, and everything on the ground turned into dust, which drifted in the wind, raising a cloud of dust.
The power of the gods is immense, far beyond what this land can withstand.
If two true gods were engaged in a life-or-death struggle here, the entire Demon-Suppressing Star would inevitably be destroyed. Or perhaps, it wouldn't just be Demon-Suppressing Star...
Fortunately, although the two people fighting at this moment both claimed to be gods and possessed some of the gods' power, they were still a far cry from being true gods.
The distance was so vast that it was beyond description.
One is a dark god who is controlled by the divine authority and only possesses the body of a demigod; the other temporarily obtained power that did not belong to him by borrowing the divine power of that mysterious little golden talisman.
While their power is formidable, it's not great enough to shatter a planet. However, causing localized environmental damage is inevitable.