Recalling his injury and weakened resistance, he almost let his mind be thrown into chaos by you! He stopped thinking about Yan Long's words from just now and instead stared at the Demon Core in Chen Feng's hand, saying, "Expel that thing inside me, or I will kill your successor!" With a wave of his right hand, Chen Feng instantly floated towards him, his feet leaving the ground, suspended in front of him.

As long as he wished to act, he could kill Chen Feng at any moment. "Using a junior as a threat—you're a Divine-level expert, yet you have no shame!" Yan Long grumbled.

"Hmph!" Jin Xuanhu didn't bother to explain, but in the next moment, his eyes flashed fiercely toward Chen Feng: "Did you absorb all my Power of Faith just now?" "With your cultivation at only Fourth-Tier Dou Zun, how could you possibly utilize the Power of Faith?" Jin Xuanhu was puzzled. "Do you possess a Faith Crystal?" Saying this, his gaze sharpened, and a strange force shot from his palm, enveloping Chen Feng.

Chen Feng shuddered violently, and the "Divine Palace of Light," condensed into a domain, instantly detached from his control and fell away from his body! "Spatial Collection Chamber?

This is what the High God of Light uses to collect the Power of Faith—how could it be with you?" Jin Xuanhu was momentarily stunned. "Ahem, ahem..." Yan Long deliberately coughed twice and said, "Of course, I left it for him to defend himself!" Even as he said this, he was shocked within.

How did this brat manage to steal the item refined by the High God of Light? "No wonder he could absorb my Power of Faith; it turns out to be the High God of Light's Faith Crystal!" Jin Xuanhu muttered, tossing Chen Feng to the ground.

He pointed a finger on his right hand, emitting a white light that shone upon the "Divine Palace of Light," which instantly shrunk by half. "Faith Crystal...

Hmm. No.

It's a fused Faith Crystal..." Jin Xuanhu's expression shifted. With a beckon of his right hand, a tremendous suction force pulled the "Divine Palace of Light" from the ground towards him.

At this critical moment, Chen Feng's eyes snapped open. He condensed his right hand into a fist and roared.

A dazzling, five-clawed golden dragon surged out from his fist. The potent dragon might stood before Jin Xuanhu like an insurmountable mountain.

"Bang!" With a deafening crash, the entire divine hall resonated with a dull thud from this sudden impact. Jin Xuanhu swiftly flickered backward, but the golden dragon, entirely formed from the Power of Faith, possessed a might that could make even the disciples of the Ten Thousand Dragon Domain tremble, illustrating its power.

Being struck head-on by it seemed to deepen the injuries already on his body. Chen Feng seized the opportunity, unleashing his domain power, and instantly reclaimed the "Divine Palace of Light." He executed the Teleportation Spell and fled outward.

"Trying to leave..." Jin Xuanhu roared in fury. A ripple surged through space, and he reappeared in front of Chen Feng.

This place was, after all, the space he had refined; he could control any part of it at will, instantly moving wherever he desired. As Jin Xuanhu pointed a finger, Chen Feng felt as if he were encased in a block of ice, instantly immobilized.

However, the five-clawed golden dragon from before had not vanished; it charged again. A dragon's roar echoed throughout the entire Tiger Domain, like the detonation of an atomic bomb, its powerful shockwave spreading outwards.

"Boom!" The entirety of Jin Xuanhu's divine hall collapsed under the force of that single roar! Sonic attacks were not merely unpleasant to hear; if the frequency was adjusted correctly, they could generate extremely powerful offensive force, much like bulletproof glass—impervious to bullets, unbreakable by hammers—yet a tiny tuning fork could shatter it into pieces!

With the collapse of the divine hall, Jin Xuanhu’s vision went dark, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. A divine hall was constructed using a god's divine power, containing the entirety of that god's will.

Destroying it by brute force inflicted irreversible damage even upon a Divine-level expert. Jin Xuanhu was already severely wounded; this blow compounded his injuries, nearly causing him to faint.

Both these attacks were executed following methods Yan Long had described; even the golden dragon Chen Feng had just launched was controlled by Yan Long's soul power. Although Yan Long was reduced to a remnant soul, his ability to control the Power of Faith vastly surpassed Chen Feng's, especially the final dragon roar.

If he hadn't known the structure of Jin Xuanhu's divine hall intimately, how could he have collapsed it in one strike? It could be said that Jin Xuanhu's injuries had nothing to do with Chen Feng; it was entirely a battle between two Divine-level entities.

Chen Feng accelerated, rushing outward like the wind! The distance from the [Divine Hall of the Black Tiger] to the exit was not far, so Chen Feng quickly burst through.

The five-clawed golden dragon, having finished its roar, had fulfilled its mission, exploding in the air and dissipating into currents of energy. The Power of Faith was like a concentrated thought; if this thought became too sparse, it naturally vanished!

"You want to leave... I will pay the price of two years of slumber to capture you both!" A sinister look crossed Jin Xuanhu's face.

Gritting his teeth, he instantly appeared outside the Tiger Domain. Everyone outside the Tiger Domain was engaged in fierce combat.

The rebel forces of the Violet Abyssal Territory and the Tiger Domain disciples were locked in a heated battle with the remaining three clans. The strength of the Tiger Domain was indeed significantly inferior to the Dragon Domain, but they mostly relied on ambushes from the Misty Swamp.

This peculiar mist hampered even the abilities of Saint-Domain experts, and coupled with their Dragon-Binding Ropes and certain specialized divine artifacts, they were fighting the three clans to a standstill. The Great Elder watched the continuous fall of Dragon Domain disciples with mounting fury, his eyes filled with killing intent.

With a grand wave of his hand, fissures appeared in space, and the Tiger Domain disciples before him perished simultaneously. But no matter how strong individual combat prowess was, how could it kill tens of thousands of Tiger Domain disciples?

"Everyone, retreat quickly! Senior Yan Long has been rescued!" Seeing the untold number of casualties below, Chen Feng's heart ached, and he shouted urgently.

Then, he forcibly extracted the remaining Power of Faith from the crystal sphere, condensing it once more into a glittering, five-clawed golden dragon! However, after this, the Power of Faith in the crystal sphere was completely exhausted; there would be none left to use again.

"Why did you summon another one? Now we won't be able to escape..." Yan Long saw Chen Feng shouting in such haste.

Chen Feng didn't know how to utilize the Power of Faith, but Yan Long did. If they had used this power to escape, they certainly could have evaded Jin Xuanhu's pursuit, but now that Chen Feng had drained it completely, escaping would be difficult.

"Roar..." The newly formed five-clawed golden dragon let out another piercing roar. The entire Misty Swamp instantly erupted as if boiling, and nearly half of the attacking Tiger Domain disciples were killed instantly by the roar.

"Go quickly!" Elder Long Yi realized Chen Feng was making a move and yelled urgently, ordering all their forces to fall back. In an instant, the remaining members of the three clans flew backward simultaneously.

"Daring to kill my clan members, if I don't kill you today, I am unworthy of being a Divine Beast!" Jin Xuanhu roared and charged out of the Dragon Domain. "Hurry and go..." Yan Long roared, using his soul power to guide the five-clawed golden dragon directly beneath Chen Feng's feet, flying forward towards the direction opposite the Dragon Domain's retreat!

This way, even if Jin Xuanhu couldn't catch him, he wouldn't slaughter the members of the other three clans. Compared to Chen Feng's flying speed, the speed of the five-clawed golden dragon was like that of an airplane versus a bicycle—completely different leagues.

The headwind felt like sharp swords slicing against the skin, leaving bloody gashes on Chen Feng's face. His domain offered no defense against this tremendous gale!

Yet, even at this speed, compared to Jin Xuanhu's velocity, it was as slow as a snail! Yan Long's might was vast; the Fire Phoenix was renowned for its immortality; Yu Dao.

If it weren't for the agonizing damage Yan Long inflicted, Chen Feng would likely have died long ago. "Have you heard of [Divine Power Depletion]?" Yan Long spoke up.

Jin Xuanhu's expression changed upon hearing those four words: "What? Is this the Bone Poison [Divine Power Depletion] you created back then?" Yan Long's voice echoed, "Correct.

This is [Divine Power Depletion], a special energy I designed to shine brightly during the War of the Gods. Once struck, it cannot be eliminated.

After forty-nine days, divine power begins to deplete ceaselessly until it vanishes completely!" With every sentence Yan Long spoke, Jin Xuanhu's face grew paler, turning ashen grey by the time he finished speaking. "Tell me the method of salvation...

otherwise, you know the consequences. If we must perish, let us perish together!" Jin Xuanhu had lost his previous composure.

He didn't know how Yan Long had managed to create [Divine Power Consumption], but during the War of the Gods, it displayed unparalleled devastating energy, which is why the High God of Light felt threatened and acted decisively against him! This bizarre substance could even consume divine power.

The only way to alleviate it was to continuously replenish the consumed divine power using massive amounts of the Power of Faith. However, this was akin to drinking poison to quench thirst—a temporary fix with no long-term cure!

Moreover, with the divine hall destroyed, the Power of Faith accumulated over years had been completely absorbed by this youth before him. Attempting to use faith power to mitigate the effect was likely impossible now.

"The method to resolve [Divine Power Consumption] is not worth a single coin, nothing strange about it. Do you know what my greatest purpose was when I first arrived at the Myriad Beast Mountain?" Yan Long's voice was full of seductive persuasion.

"The Spirit of Myriad Beasts?" Jin Xuanhu's face changed. "Correct.

The Spirit of Myriad Beasts. The demonic beasts and fighting spirits in the Myriad Beast Cave have low intelligence and cannot take human form even in the Saint Domain primarily because I collected the Spirit of Myriad Beasts.

Only the purest mental energy can refine such a vicious energy!" Yan Long's voice was crisp, like a series of low dragon roars. Mutual restriction—that is the beginning of all things.

The most vicious [Divine Power Depletion] actually uses the purest mental energy as its catalyst, demonstrating that all things in heaven and earth cycle through the supreme principles of existence. "How is it removed?" Jin Xuanhu asked, a hint of bewilderment appearing in his eyes for some unknown reason.

"Naturally, by going to the Myriad Beast Cave first," Yan Long replied. Then, he communicated with Chen Feng via soul sense: "I have stabilized him now.

Hurry forward and keep advancing. I guarantee that for a short while, as long as he doesn't react, he won't act with lethal intent.

Also, cover yourself with the 'Spatial Collection Chamber'; even if he turns against you, you will have one chance to save your life!" The "Spatial Collection Chamber" was the "Divine Palace of Light." Chen Feng understood the urgency and dared not hesitate. Energy surged beneath him, his domain power rapidly unfolding, and he shot straight ahead.

"Myriad Beast Cave..." Jin Xuanhu stood rooted to the spot, paying no heed to whether Chen Feng had flown away or not; in his eyes, Chen Feng's movement was immaterial. It was like a competition between an airplane and a cow; even if the snail climbed for a year, the airplane wouldn't rush.

This was absolute confidence in his superior strength and speed. "Spirit of Myriad Beasts..." Jin Xuanhu murmured a few times, then suddenly realized: "No!

What I've been afflicted with is not [Divine Power Depletion]!" Hearing those four words just now, he had acted as if under a spell, allowing himself to be led along the opponent's line of thought. In reality, Jin Xuanhu had been naturally induced by soul power woven into Yan Long's voice; essentially, he had been tricked using an effect similar to hypnosis.

"You only had fourteen drops of [Divine Power Depletion]; you used them all up after the War of the Gods. How could you possibly have another drop?

Furthermore, being afflicted with [Divine Power Depletion] results in complete listlessness, which is entirely different from my current condition! Dare to lie to me?

This time, I will absolutely show no mercy; I will annihilate your souls!" Jin Xuanhu roared lowly, his figure flickering like lightning, reappearing in front of Chen Feng. Simultaneously, he pointed his finger forward flatly, not giving the opponent any chance to speak, aiming directly!

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