Chapter 466

"Chen Fan! Under the Heaven-Reaching Tower, the number of Martial Saints who have fallen is like the sands of the Ganges! Today, you are buried here, which can be considered a fitting end!"

The Beast God roared to the sky, the sound waves tearing through the Ghost Sea.

Yet Chen Fan didn't even lift an eyelid.

He just raised one hand in an understated manner.

The void twisted suddenly, and a vast, invisible giant hand condensed, forcibly freezing the falling Heaven-Reaching Tower in mid-air.

"You—!"

The Beast God's pupils shrank, as if seeing a terrifying phenomenon never seen since ancient times.

That Heaven-Reaching Tower clearly contained the supreme pressure of a God King; ordinary Martial Saints would have their souls shattered just by getting close, yet at this moment, it was gripped by Chen Fan with one hand, not moving a single bit!

"How is this possible... how is this possible!"

The Beast God felt icy all over, his courage completely shattered, his mind collapsing entirely.

The next instant, a point of biting cold light exploded from Chen Fan's palm.

The Primordial Thunder Spear broke through the sky, the spear body entwined with ten thousand thunderbolts. With just a light flick, it sent the Heaven-Reaching Tower that had suppressed the ages flying!

"You... could you really be a God King?! You are definitely a God King! Only a God King can oppose a God King!"

The Beast God's soul flew and his spirit scattered, turning to flee.

But no matter how fast he was, how could he be faster than Chen Fan, who had already ascended to the position of God King?

The Primordial Thunder Spear was like a world-destroying lightning bolt, directly piercing his skull.

Divine blood splashed the sky, and the Martial Saint's body collapsed with a crash, no longer having a shred of aura.

Chen Fan raised his hand and grabbed, directly stripping away the Beast God's Godhead.

Inside the Godhead, the Beast God's soul trembled, fear deep in his marrow.

"Spare me! God King, spare me!"

He roared frantically; that was the instinctive awe and fear of a God King from the deepest part of his soul.

Chen Fan's expression was indifferent, his five fingers closing slightly.

"Crack—"

That Martial Saint Godhead shattered on the spot, leaving only a wisp of a remnant soul that he forcibly imprisoned.

"I ask, you answer. If you dare to have half a word of falsehood, I will throw you into the Rebirth Cauldron, refine you into a soul pill, and you will never be reincarnated."

Chen Fan raised his hand and offered the Rebirth Cauldron. The Undead Karma Fire burned fiercely at the mouth of the cauldron, and the terrifying aura that burned souls and eroded bones rushed toward him, making even space twist and moan.

"I'll speak! I'll tell you everything!"

The Beast God's remnant soul was scared out of his wits, no longer having any Martial Saint pride.

An existence who had always held the power of life and death over others, once their own fate was held in someone else's palm, would only be more cowardly and humble than ordinary people.

He knew better than anyone the horror of the Rebirth Cauldron; once thrown into it, the Undead Karma Fire would burn his soul to nothing, not even leaving a trace of thought.

"Where is your Ghost King?"

"The Nether Emperor... he... he is in the Land of Primordial Beginning!"

"Nether Emperor? His name is Nether Emperor?"

"Yes... yes! That's the Nether Emperor!" the Beast God nodded hurriedly.

"And what kind of place is this Land of Primordial Beginning?" Chen Fan raised his eyebrows; this was the first time he had heard this name.

"That is the place where the universe was first born, the source of all Great Daos... There, a Heart of Universal Origin is sleeping!"

The Beast God said tremblingly.

"What is he doing there?"

"He wants to... devour the Heart of Universal Origin and become the sole ruler of this entire universe!"

Chen Fan's heart sank.

Once the Nether Emperor successfully controlled the Heart of Origin, the entire universe would fall into his hands, and the human race would inevitably become slaves to be slaughtered at will.

This matter must never be allowed to happen!

"Where exactly is the Land of Primordial Beginning?" Chen Fan asked again.

The Beast God dared not hide it: "It is in the extreme depths of this universe. Ordinary travel would take endless years. But at the bottom of the Ghost Sea, the Nether Emperor left a space portal leading directly to the Land of Primordial Beginning."

"Last question, your Ghost Race has operated for countless years, why are there only two Martial Saints, you and him?"

"The two of us are responsible for managing the tribe's affairs; the others... have all gone to the Land of Primordial Beginning. All new Martial Saints of our tribe go to the Land of Primordial Beginning to help the Nether Emperor seize the Heart of Origin."

"Take me to that space portal!" Chen Fan ordered coldly!

Soon, Chen Fan arrived before an ancient stone gate.

"Lord God King, push open the stone gate, and it is the Land of Primordial Beginning!" the Beast God said tremblingly.

"Hmm."

Chen Fan nodded slightly, his tone so calm it was chilling.

"You can go die now."

With a point of his finger, the Primordial Divine Thunder instantly swallowed the Beast God's remnant soul, not even leaving a trace of a wail.

Chen Fan looked at the space portal before him, took a deep breath, and finally pushed the door open and entered.

If the Nether Emperor devoured the Heart of Origin, he would surely die.

Rather than sit and wait for death, it was better to give it a go and seize fortune against heaven!

Stepping in, the scene before him changed drastically.

He seemed to be at the beginning of the universe's chaos; all around were deathly silent, withered stars, with only an ancient crystal stone floating at the very top of the firmament.

At just one glance, Chen Fan was attracted by the endless Great Daos flowing within it.

An uncontrollable urge grew wildly from the bottom of his heart—he wanted to devour it!

"This is... the Heart of Universal Origin."

And beside that Heart of Origin, a man in white sat quietly.

Chen Fan was suddenly stunned.

The feeling this person gave him was so familiar it made his heart palpitate.

His sea of consciousness surged rapidly, and a sealed memory suddenly exploded.

Back when he first devoured the Other Shore Flower, in his dreams, he had fought a man countless times, only to be ruthlessly killed in the end.

At that time, the dream was blurry and he couldn't see the face, but seeing it now, he was absolutely certain—the person before him was that invincible existence from his dreams!

"Seeing me, why do you not bow?"

Above the firmament, the man suddenly opened his eyes, his voice carrying the supreme majesty of ruling the myriad worlds.

"Hmm? You are not of my tribe?"

His tone turned suddenly cold, and his body was instantly surrounded by the power of a hundred Dao Rules, with billions of divine lights, crushing the ages!

This scene made Chen Fan's heart shake violently!

A hundred Dao Rules... this person actually mastered the power of a hundred Great Daos?!

"You are the Nether Emperor?" Chen Fan forcibly suppressed the surging waves and asked coldly.

"Indeed."

The Nether Emperor suddenly appeared before him, his gaze like a torch, as if he could directly pierce through his sea of consciousness.

The next moment, he revealed wild joy and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, heaven helps me! Today, I finally achieve the supreme Dao foundation! Your Thunder Dao Rule is perfect—it belongs to me!"

Before the words had faded, he curled his finger and grabbed, reaching straight for Chen Fan's brow!

A terrifying suction force surged wildly, wanting to forcibly strip away Chen Fan's Godhead and Dao Rules!

Chen Fan's heart shook violently, his figure instantly retreating a hundred meters away.

"Hmm? You can actually break free from my Soul-Devouring Dao Technique... interesting." A trace of playfulness flashed in the Nether Emperor's eyes.

"Where are the other Martial Saints of the Ghost Race?" Chen Fan asked coldly.

"Since you can withstand one of my moves, I will let you die with clarity."

The Nether Emperor chuckled, raised his eyes, and scanned the deathly silent stars all around.

"See that? They are just like you; their Dao Rules have already returned to me."

"You devoured their Dao Rules?"

Chen Fan's scalp suddenly went numb.

There were over a hundred withered stars all around—which meant this person had forcibly absorbed over a hundred types of Dao Rules!

No wonder he was surrounded by a hundred Daos; they were all plundered!

"The Beast God said that the new Martial Saints of your tribe would all come to help you seize the Heart of Origin... it seems you just tricked them into coming, stripped their Dao Rules, and forged your supreme Dao foundation," Chen Fan said coldly.

"You are wrong." The Nether Emperor smiled faintly, his tone carrying the indifference of looking down upon all living beings.

"I never tricked them. They voluntarily offered their Great Daos, and their bodies sank into withered stars. Once I devour the Heart of Origin, achieve the Dao Lord status, and rule the myriad laws of the universe, bringing them back to life will be but a single thought."

His cold gaze locked onto Chen Fan again, as if looking at a perfect sacrifice:

"Now, I have absorbed one hundred and seven types of Dao Rules. I only need one last one to complete the Dao foundation."

"So, become a part of me. This is your glory!"

As the words fell, he slammed out a palm!

Over a hundred types of Great Dao power intertwined and roared, erupting with a terrifying momentum that destroyed the world and suppressed the universe, grinding straight toward Chen Fan!