Chapter 606

This calamity descended, brimming with endless fire disasters, wind disasters, earth calamities, human afflictions, demon-god trials, samadhi trials, nature trials, karmic obstacles, mental trials, soul trials... and more, instantly enveloping the void with the aura of divine retribution.

The divine king trapped within immediately suffered catastrophic blows, his body shattering wave after wave, yet some primal energy mysteriously linked to him, preventing his death.

"Hmph! Ungrateful fool! Do you think you can kill us? Let me tell you plainly—we are the Divine Clan, do you understand? We are born rulers, the supreme race in the universe!"

Though the divine king enveloped by the apocalypse disaster had only a breath left, his body limp and nearly reduced to ash by the disaster, his mouth still held firm, spewing forth truths: "We are divine kings, having cultivated a 'True God Seed,' anchored in the void—no matter how much you crush us into dust, you cannot destroy us. This is the Divine Clan!"

"Yan Yan Shuiyi, don't waste your effort. You might as well kneel now and become our puppet—you'll receive the same cultivation as your dear friend."

Another divine king, recovering, sneered: "Our Divine Clan launched this assault on the Huang Da World with eight billion divine beings—eight billion, do you understand? What are Rantaiyi Sect, Yuhua Sect, Exalted Linglong? To us, they're all ants. Had it not been for the immense magic power required to teleport us across distant spacetimes, your Huang Da World would've been conquered long ago. Let me tell you plainly: our Divine Clan aims to attack the Xianjiezhi Sect! The Xianjiezhi Sect! Once we open the Xianjiezhi Sect's gate, we'll gain countless benefits—what are dao artifacts? In the Xianjiezhi Sect, we can obtain heavenly artifacts, and within it lies the Yongshengzhi Sect—legend says whoever claims the Yongshengzhi Sect achieves eternal life, indestructible even when heaven and earth decay!"

"So kneel, become our dogs—it's no shame. After we seize the Huang Da World and other great worlds, someone must govern them. We can make you lords of entire great worlds. Do you know? There are two thousand nine hundred ninety-nine other great worlds like the Huang Da World. Giving you a few is no problem."

Another divine king spoke, gazing at Fang Yu, Yan Yan Shuiyi, and others, his voice majestic: "Kneel. Submit to us!"

"What naive fools."

Fang Yu shook his head, instantly unleashing the Great Cutting Technique, shattering their spirits, then seized their minds and extracted all their memories.

He immediately saw countless secrets: how these divine kings had descended into the Huang Da World, and which other great worlds the Gui Xu region of the Huang Da World connected to.

This matched perfectly with Prince of the Blood Yi's Gui Xu Ten Thousand Worlds Map.

"These memories are a fine harvest."

Fang Yu, studying the memories, identified several spacetime wormholes—if one followed these pathways from the Gui Xu region, one could traverse to other great worlds, such as the Kan Li Great World, Ten Thousand Demons Great World, Dou Jing Great World, and more.

"Looks like I can travel to other great worlds."

Fang Yu, absorbing these memories, seized the primal energy of the five divine kings, stepped forward, appeared before Fang Han, and channeled the energy into Fang Han's World Tree.

Instantly, the five divine kings' eyes bulged with terror, unable to scream—the World Tree's primal energy was their antithesis. In an instant, their divine power transformed into pure primal energy, then solidified into five spiritual fruit.

"What just happened? The Divine Clan—they're enemies of all races in the ten thousand worlds! I've seen records of them in our Mentaiyi Sect's scriptures—they descend every ten thousand years to purge the immortal and demonic sects of the Huang Da World. And now, eight billion divine beings are coming?"

Yan Yan Shuiyi's mind was dazed.

The Divine Clan—the enemy of all races in the ten thousand worlds.

And now, eight billion of them? If they all descended, even Mentaiyi Sect would be obliterated—even with the Eternal Divine Furnace, a heavenly artifact, it wouldn't suffice.

"Let's leave. Delay is dangerous."

Fang Yu didn't hesitate—he extended his hand, unleashing boundless suction. Every magic treasure, collection, alchemy furnace, even the Taotie's teeth within Fan Fan Qingying's palace were yanked into his Chaos Tower, amassing him a vast fortune.

The three thousand teeth of the Longevity Secret Realm expert Taotie were all exquisite treasures—each as valuable as a supreme-grade treasure artifact. Though Fang Yu was wealthy, he wouldn't waste these three thousand supreme-grade artifacts.

"What?"

Still stunned, Yan Yan Shuiyi saw Fang Yu had stripped the place clean.

"Brother Yu moves fast!"

Even Fang Han was startled.

He himself was a man who took everything left behind, but just moments ago, distracted by the five Jin Dan divine king's spiritual fruits, he now saw nothing remained.

Then Fang Yu vanished in a streak of blinding speed.

Fang Han, Fang Qingxue, and Yan Yan Shuiyi followed suit, leaving immediately.

They sensed this place was no longer safe—better to depart quickly.

Less than an incense stick after Fang Yu's group departed, the void shattered, revealing a colossal Luo Pan.

Upon this Luo Pan appeared countless suns, moons, and stars, like a miniature star map—meteors blazed with infinite light and heat, illuminating the dark void.

This Luo Pan was a High-Grade dao artifact—exceedingly rare in the Dao Cultivation World, requiring ten thousand-year cultivation by ancient titans. Its power could reverse sun and moon, shake heaven and earth.

As this Luo Pan tore through the void and suppressed the primal energy here, a purple-robed figure stepped forth.

The purple-robed figure towered over ordinary men by two heads, majestic and imposing, wearing a purple crown. His eyes opened and closed, radiating violet light; his body swirled with heavenly realm primal energy—he was an ancient titan!

The moment this ancient titan appeared, he sensed the changes.

"What happened? Where is Fan Fan Qingying? Where are my subordinates? Even my Taotie Array has vanished? Dammit! I sense the death aura of my subordinates—who? Who came here and killed my men?"

The purple-robed ancient titan roared in fury, then sat cross-legged, his High-Grade dao artifact, the Haten Luo Pan, spinning wildly.

"Damn it! I must calculate your whereabouts—no one in heaven or earth can save you! I, Haten Divine Emperor, will surely slay you!"

The old man was none other than Haten Divine Emperor—a titan of the Divine Clan who had cultivated the Immortal Body!