Chapter 274: Becoming a God

The bottle in hand felt a strange warm moisture, forming a stark contrast with Ouyang Feng's icy bone armor.

It felt as if what he held was not a dead object, but a living, beating heart.

The ritual would be completed at this moment.

He tore a strip of cloth from his body and, with the tip of a bone blade stained with Qin Zhixia's blood, wrote on it.

【...... Surpass Chen Shao, surpass Jiang Yuan...... become a god.】

Each word was a shout from the depths of his soul, the reason he would sacrifice everything.

He gently smoothed the creases on the cloth with his fingertips, the motion so delicate it was as if he were handling a priceless treasure.

Then he folded the cloth, bit by bit, and with utmost reverence stuffed it into the narrow bottle mouth.

At the moment the cloth completely disappeared into the bottle,

Hum—

The Wish Bottle burst forth with blinding red light, an indescribable, ocean‑vast power surging along his bone hand and wildly flooding his limbs!

"Ugh—ahhh——!"

Ouyang Feng let out a strained roar to the heavens—this was not pain, but supreme bliss!

He could clearly 'see' that the Ghost Spine implanted within him, catalyzed by this energy, was perfectly fusing with his body at an unprecedented speed.

His bone armor cracked under the strain, but beneath the fissures new bone grew faster, stronger, more ferocious, gleaming with an eerie jade‑like luster.

Power!

Unprecedented power!

He even felt that with a single thought he could raze the building beneath his feet to the ground!

Jiang Yuan? Chen Shao?

Soon these two names will become dust of history, trampled under his feet!

Just as Ouyang Feng was immersed in the ecstasy brought by this power, the Wish Bottle in his hand suddenly began to vibrate violently.

Pfft.

A soft sound.

A parchment‑like strip of paper, its edges scorched black, was slowly expelled from the bottle mouth.

On the strip, a line of twisted characters was written in a dark‑red liquid that seemed not yet dry, reeking of strong bloodiness.

【Price: the lives of three million people】

Ouyang Feng's crimson eyes fixed on that line of blood characters, and he fell dead‑silent for a full three seconds.

Then.

"Ho...... ho ho......"

A low, hoarse laugh issued from his mouth behind the white bone mask.

The laughter grew louder and more manic, finally erupting into a wild guffaw that shook the heavens!

"Hahahahaha!!"

"Three million?!"

"Is this the price? Is this the sacrifice needed to become a god?"

He lifted the Wish Bottle high and roared at the sky.

"I accept!!"

"The mere lives of three million ants can serve as the cornerstone for the birth of a new god—it is their supreme honor!"

At the moment he inwardly confirmed his acceptance, the Wish Bottle's red light blazed brighter!

Ouyang Feng let out a earth‑shaking roar; the dozen or so ferocious bone spikes behind him, like living things, shot out and slammed hard into the rooftop beneath his feet!

Screech! Screech! Screech!

The reinforced steel‑concrete structure, before these bone spikes, was as fragile as rotten wood.

The bone spikes effortlessly pierced the floor slab and continued to spread wildly deeper into the building!

The next second.

The entire Tongzi Lou let out a pained groan.

"Creak...... creak creak......"

The ground beneath Ouyang Feng's feet was no longer hard concrete; it began to soften and writhe, turning into a dark‑red, mucus‑covered flesh‑like surface where thick blood vessels could be seen pulsing.

The walls were no longer cold brick and stone; the cement peeled away to reveal the living, pulsing muscular fascia underneath.

The exposed rebar, twisted and elongated by an invisible force, became huge, pallid, rib‑like bones that supported the building now coming alive!

In just a few tens of seconds, the whole building transformed from a human dwelling into a gigantic, constantly writhing mass of bone and flesh like a stomach!

"Oooo……"

"Meow……"

Inside the building, the pets left behind by evacuating residents let out terrified cries.

But their voices were abruptly cut off.

Countless fine, needle‑sharp white bone spikes erupted without warning from the fleshed‑over floor, walls, and ceiling, instantly piercing these living creatures!

Their flesh withered at visible speed, their life essence turning into scarlet streams that were drawn out along the bone spikes, gathering on the rooftop and flooding into Ouyang Feng's body!

With the first batch of offerings presented, Ouyang Feng's body also began its final mutation.

His bone armor began to melt, turning into a milky liquid that flowed down his body and completely merged with the flesh‑and‑blood tower beneath his feet.

The tower's flesh‑and‑blood tissue, as if summoned, frenziedly proliferated and writhed upward, completely enveloping Ouyang Feng's body.

At the very center of the former rooftop, that most core region.

A huge mass of flesh and blood bulged upward.

Immediately after, countless pallid bones pierced out from the flesh and blood, intertwining and winding, finally constructing a huge and terrifying ribcage-like bone cage.

And within that bone cage.

A heart over ten meters in diameter, formed of the purest white bone, slowly took shape.

Thud.

It beat once.

The dull throbbing sound, like a war drum, made the air of the entire district tremble.

Thud!

Again.

An invisible wave of extreme malice, centered on this white bone heart, spread in all directions.

Ouyang Feng, no longer human.

He merged with the flesh-and-blood tower, becoming the pulsing white bone heart that controls everything.

He became the sole god of this Death Domain.

Just then.

A piercing shriek split the clamor of the rainstorm.

The sound came from far to near at an unimaginable speed, finally exploding above the blood-flesh tower into a deafening blast!

The sound barrier was forcibly broken!

A jet-black private supersonic fighter, its shape full of sci-fi and violent aesthetics, tore through the thick clouds, arrogantly forcing its way into this already sealed-off area.

It hovered at a kilometer altitude, ignoring the terrifying pressure emanating from the giant heart below.

The cockpit canopy slowly opened.

A man in a well-tailored black suit, his hair immaculate, calmly rose to his feet.

The gale whipped his coat tails into a loud snap.

He lowered his gaze, looking down upon the blood-flesh tower that resembled a hellish creation; his cold face showed no ripple.

Then.

Without any protective measures or landing gear,

he stepped forward, as if descending his own stairs, and leapt from a kilometer-high altitude!

His body, under gravity, turned into a black straight line, plummeting directly toward the slowly beating white bone heart that signifies the birth of the New God!