With a sharp crack of displaced air, the First Divine Emissary shot back into the sky, his gaze fixed upon the youth not far away, his face a mask of utter disbelief. Even without channeling divine power, his cultivation ranked among the peak on the entire continent; yet, this fellow had sent him flying with a single kick, before he even had a chance to react. How could this person possess such blinding speed? Of course, he didn't know that Chen Feng had first cast the 'Eight Wine Cups' technique, freezing time itself before delivering the blow. It was only natural that he would suffer a great loss when caught unaware!

Furthermore, even if he had been alert, how could he possibly evade a technique capable of freezing time?

"Who are you?" he roared, attempting to mask the shock surging through him. Before the cry even finished, a name suddenly flashed in his mind: "Are you Chen Feng, the head of the 'Sweeping the Horizon' Legion?"

Lai coldly sneered, dismissing him, and turned to descend.

The person who had arrived was indeed Chen Feng.

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Last night, after Yu Jiao had seemingly "killed" Drull, she lost all inclination to linger amidst the carnage of corpses. To evade the pursuit of both the Ike and Doren families, Chen Feng took Yu Jiao and flew onward for several hundred miles before finally finding a valley to rest.

Once settled, Feng utilized the power of the Soul Transformation Pool to fully restore his damaged soul force. Just as he regained his full strength and intended to head toward Mourningless Valley, he unexpectedly encountered scouts from the 'Sweeping the Horizon' Legion!

It turned out the Legion had retreated overnight through the 'Gate of Nature,' and their direction of withdrawal was near this very mountain range. Through the scouts, Chen Feng learned the current situation and located the retreating force.

Upon returning to the 'Sweeping the Horizon' Legion, the hostage Yu Jiao was rendered useless, so she was released.

Yu Jiao murmured, "Drull Ike is dead. The war between the two great families is surely unavoidable now."

Chen Feng paid no mind to who might win; as long as they didn't hinder him at a crucial moment, that was all that mattered.

However, Yu Jiao did not wish to leave Chen Feng. The hostage, previously held against her will, had developed a strange, budding affection for her "captor."

Chen Feng ignored this trivial girlish sentiment. Moreover, he held no attraction to the woman whatsoever. He instructed four soldiers to "escort" her back, while he slipped through the 'Gate of Nature' and returned to the valley.

Kam was ecstatic when he saw the Commander arrive at the critical juncture. Chen Feng knew that White and the others had already headed for the Heaven-Reaching Altar, so without hesitation, he charged straight through.

Although the valley entrance was surrounded by a layer of heretic soldiers, Chen Feng unleashed his spiritual teleportation technique. Never mind chasing him—even if they could catch him, who among them could withstand a single move?

Thus, it wasn't long before he arrived. The moment he materialized, he saw the First Divine Emissary attacking Ling Feng. In a sudden rage, he unleashed the Eight Wine Cups technique, followed by an instant warp and a kick directly to the opponent's face.

Kam had vaguely informed him of Ling Feng and Xiao Hu's situation earlier, so seeing her did not cause him excessive shock.

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"Chen Feng..." Ling Feng's eyes lit up, but the injury inflicted by the First Divine Emissary's sneak attack was too severe. The single word caused her entire body to tremble in pain.

Chen Feng landed, gathering her into his arms: "I came late!"

"I am so glad to see you!" A smile touched Ling Feng's eyes.

Chen Feng didn't ask how she arrived in this world; this was not the time for questions. He took a pill from his waterskin and forced it into her mouth: "Swallow this!"

At that moment, Xiao Hu and White, working in tandem, had finished off the Fourth Divine Emissary and flew over.

"Boss!"

"Commander!"

Chen Feng looked at the Fourth Divine Emissary reduced to shredded meat, playfully patted Xiao Hu's head, and said with a smile, "Xiao Hu, well done!"

"Of course... Didn't you see who I am!" Xiao Hu puffed up with pride. "But... Boss, did you mean that other thing I did well?"

Chen Feng didn't answer. He lifted Ling Feng with his right hand; with a wave, the ground beneath them instantly rose, forming a platform where he gently placed her.

After taking the pill, Ling Feng's complexion shifted from pale to somewhat rosy, recovering some color. The potency of this medicine was truly astonishing.

"White!" Chen Feng called out.

"Commander!" White stood rigidly at attention.

"I encountered the Legion's scouts and learned the situation here. I've brought the Legion back; have them assemble inside the valley. You must leave immediately—we need to show these heretics what real power is!" A murderous intent flickered in Chen Feng's eyes.

"Yes, Commander!" White snapped a military salute and turned to fly out. He hadn't gone far before he was surrounded by charging heretic soldiers.

Although Chen Feng commanded many masters, they were currently deep within the enemy's camp; the opposition still possessed overwhelming numbers.

"Ah..." Just then, several screams echoed as all the soldiers blocking White instantly disintegrated into bloody pulp.

"Your Holiness the Pope, Divine Emissary, I have arrived!" Bishop Dima led his hundred-plus subordinates, carving a bloody path directly out of the valley.

According to Bishop Dima's usual nature, he would never charge forward with such ferocity. However, upon seeing Chen Feng, he rushed over with his men without a word.

This wasn't due to Chen Feng possessing the "Aura of the King's Turtle." It was because... Bishop Dima recognized Chen Feng as the 'Shadow Child' from back then—the one he had sent men to hunt down! Except Chen Feng hadn't been called that name then; he had been known as... Ghouls!

The person he had so painstakingly hunted for the two Divine Emissaries—was he seeking death? To atone for his past failures, he charged forward, accepting the task "without hesitation."

"Xiao Hu, Ling Feng is injured, look after her!" Seeing that White was clear to proceed, Chen Feng dropped the matter, calling out to Xiao Hu.

"What about you?" Xiao Hu asked.

"Me? I'm going to smash the fellow who hurt Feng into a meat patty!" Chen Feng sneered, his words laced with absolute confidence!

"I don't need looking after. I want to fight alongside you!" Ling Feng struggled to sit up on the platform.

"You... Very well!" Seeing the determined look in her eyes, Chen Feng agreed. "Today, the two of us will fight together!"

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The First Divine Emissary felt a wave of fear remembering that kick from earlier. He did not charge directly at Chen Feng but leaped back onto the Heaven-Reaching Altar.

However, hearing Chen Feng vow to turn him into mince nearly made him choke with rage.

I might not be a match for you outside, he thought, but here, hmph, even three of you combined wouldn't stand a chance!

Watching Chen Feng and Feng both fly up toward the platform, he retreated a few steps and took out four Divine Power Crystal Beans, clutching them in his palm.

Chen Feng landed on the Altar and immediately sensed something, his eyebrows lifting. "No wonder you insisted on testing me up here; there’s something strange about this place!"

The Heaven-Reaching Altar had clearly imposed some kind of restriction. A layer of dark divine power permeated the air, suppressing his cultivation to only about 80% of his normal strength, while the opponent could unleash 120% of his power.

With their strengths tipping the balance, it explained why the Emissary hadn't immediately attacked after being kicked away, but had retreated here instead.

"This place feels like a Domain!" Ling Feng suddenly spoke up.

Domains naturally possess the ability to enhance one's own strength while diminishing the opponent's. Reminded by Ling Feng, Chen Feng indeed sensed the presence of a Domain.

"The power of this Domain is much stronger than normal ones. It should be a Pseudo-Divine Domain!" Ling Feng continued.

"Pseudo-Divine Domain? What is that?" Chen Feng asked.

"A Pseudo-Divine Domain is one created by a divine avatar. Because its might is much weaker than a true Divine Domain, it is called a Pseudo-Divine Domain!" Ling Feng explained.

She possessed the memories inherited from the Fire Phoenix, giving her relatively clear knowledge about matters in the Divine Realm.

"Hahaha, I’m surprised you know about Pseudo-Divine Domains. Since you know what they are and how powerful they are, if you don't wish to die, hand over the Lost God immediately!" The First Divine Emissary laughed, a smug look dawning on his face.

"The Lost God?" Chen Feng blinked, a flash of insight striking him. He suddenly recalled the statues and the reception platform he had seen at the bottom of the magma pit. Could the 'Lost God' he spoke of refer to those?

Yes, it must be. No wonder the heretics had launched coordinated attacks and sieges against him the moment he climbed out of the magma. He had initially assumed they coveted his Perfect Crystal Stone, but now he realized it must be because of those statues!

"Stop playing dumb. My God has issued a divine oracle to me. I advise you to hand it over quickly, or else, hmph hmph, you'll only find a dead end!" The First Divine Emissary became arrogant, seeing Chen Feng's hesitation. He was confident that within the Pseudo-Divine Domain, they couldn't harm him.

"Is the Lost God you speak of the stone statues?" Chen Feng asked tentatively.

"Correct. That object is what my God desires. Hand it over, and I might consider sparing your lives!" The First Divine Emissary believed Chen Feng had admitted to possessing it and assumed he was starting to fear him. After all, a Pseudo-Divine Domain was something only a god could create; unless one reached the Divine Level, even a peak Saint would feel apprehension.

"Spare my life? Are you worthy?" Having obtained the information he needed, Chen Feng’s voice instantly turned cold.

"You seek death!" The First Divine Emissary clenched his fingers, instantly shattering the four Divine Power Crystal Beans in his palm. His body immediately surged with nearly double the power he possessed when fighting the Pope Woma!

"Die!" he roared, forming his fingers into a sword and slashing toward Chen Feng. But halfway through the swing, his vision blurred, and a massive purple flame enveloped his body, followed instantly by a giant pair of feet reappearing before his eyes!

"Damn..." he roared, pain flashing across his face as another shoe print materialized on his cheek!

Then, a faint sigh sounded before him: "Why must you insist on challenging my patience?"