The instant Chen Feng channeled his soul power and divine power into the cells of his body, a shock coursed through him, causing his limbs to tremble uncontrollably. Compared to the previous severing of his arm, this was nothing—a pain so immense that remaining conscious was a feat in itself; to pass out now, given the formidable nature of the lightning tribulation gathering overhead, would surely mean death.

Fortunately, he possessed the Innate Fighting Spirit Body; the resilience of his internal cells, forged by the constant tempering of energy, was unparalleled. Even these two overwhelmingly powerful forces were insufficient to cause his body to explode.

The golden divine power surged ceaselessly within him. Chen Feng abruptly opened his eyes, formed a sword shape with his left hand, and stabbed a puncture in his fingertip. Blood immediately began to trickle down, but strangely, the blood was black! Every impurity residing within his cells was now being expelled through his blood, driven out by the golden divine power and soul force.

After the blood flowed for a short while, the flow stopped as the wound sealed. Chen Feng immediately cut himself again, expelling more blood laden with countless impurities.

After repeatedly piercing his finger, the black clouds in the sky had thickened dramatically. Innumerable arcs of lightning violently erupted from the cloud cover, unleashing heart-stopping roars. Chen Feng's heart clenched. At this rate, he calculated it would take at least three days to fully refine and purify these energies—three days! He would already have been blasted into mere pulp by the heavenly tribulation!

"I'll risk it all!" Chen Feng gritted his teeth, a fierce resolve hardening in his mind.

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As soon as Ling Feng witnessed Chen Feng dispatching the "First Divine Emissary" with a single punch, thunderclouds began to gather overhead. Having inherited the memories of the Fire Phoenix, she immediately understood the significance of this phenomenon and felt a surge of worry for Chen Feng. With her current cultivation, she knew she could offer no assistance and could only stand by, her expression etched with anxiety.

"Boss, what's wrong with him?" Xiao Hu flew onto the Sky-Reaching Platform, his face full of curiosity.

"He’s probably lowering his cultivation to evade the lightning tribulation!" Ling Feng replied.

"Lowering cultivation? Does lowering cultivation require self-mutilation?" Xiao Hu exclaimed, watching Chen Feng slash at his own finger.

Ling Feng understood Chen Feng's objective, but seeing him shiver, mutilate himself, and grind his teeth, a measure of confusion still troubled her.

At that very moment, Chen Feng flipped his wrist, and a short, gleaming sword suddenly appeared in his palm, which he drove straight toward his chest! That wasn't all; with a loud roar, he used his Dou Qi to violently explode his own body, causing blood to gush forth! Yet, bizarrely, moments after his muscles were ripped and mangled beyond recognition, his entire body blazed with golden light, instantly restoring him to his previous state. Chen Feng immediately resumed stabbing with the short sword and exploding his flesh with Dou Qi...

"Boss, what is he trying to do... No!" Xiao Hu suddenly shrieked and prepared to charge forward, but Ling Feng seized him in a firm grip.

"Why are you holding me back?" Xiao Hu roared indignantly.

"Is Chen Feng the type of person who enjoys self-torture?" Ling Feng countered, without offering an explanation.

"Who enjoys self-torture?" Xiao Hu retorted.

"Feng does not enjoy self-torture. The fact that he is doing this now must mean he has a purpose. If you interrupt him now, it might backfire!" Ling Feng stated firmly.

"Oh, is that so!" Xiao Hu mulled it over and found her logic sound. He ceased struggling and watched the 'self-abusing' Chen Feng in the distance, his large eyes blinking as he suggested, "Boss looks like he's in so much pain. Hurting himself like that is too cruel; I can't bear to watch... Should we go help? I’ll use magic to blast him, and you stab him with that short sword!"

"..." Ling Feng.

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Because time was not on his side, Chen Feng had chosen the path of 'breakdown followed by rebirth'!

Any student of physiology knows that human muscle possesses the capacity for 'super-recovery.' This means if you tear one muscle fiber bundle during training today, after sufficient recovery, it can regenerate into one hundred and twenty within a short time! It is precisely because of this capacity that the records of athletic champions are constantly being broken. To put it plainly: many people who haven't exercised in a long time, if they suddenly overdo it one day, end up with full-body soreness, stiffness, and throbbing pain. After a couple of days, this pain subsides. If they then perform the exact same exertion, the subsequent pain won't be as intense as the first time—this is the process of super-recovery.

The 'breakdown followed by rebirth' that Chen Feng chose operated on this very principle: forcing his internal cells to rupture, and then immediately restoring them with divine power. The recovered cells would possess slightly greater toughness and strength than before...

(Sigh, Old Cliff isn't giving a physiology lesson, just a brief explanation... Those who understand can skim past. For those who don't... if you're interested, you can find Old Cliff separately, and he’ll tutor you in physiology—excluding the men, of course... Don't get any wild ideas, I am perfectly innocent... this is purely for academic discussion...)

After repeatedly tearing his entire musculature until it was a bloody mess dozens of times, Chen Feng distinctly felt the soul power he had absorbed steadily diminishing, and the golden divine power was completely absorbed by his body.

"That's not right. If this god's avatar truly belonged to the Dark Main God, it shouldn't be this weak, nor should it have been absorbed so quickly, and I shouldn't have defeated it so easily!" Chen Feng suddenly recalled. "Right, that 'little man' just now showed intense panic first, then casually threw out the name Dark Main God to placate me. Hmph. Since the Dark Main God is one of the ten supreme gods of the God Realm, how could his avatar be this weak!"

After a moment of thought, he understood. He looked up at the sky; as expected, the thunderclouds were slowly dissipating, sensing the absence of any powerful entity.

Using spiritual power for inner sight, Chen Feng observed that every muscle in his body was emitting a golden radiance, exuding immense power with every movement and stillness. He clenched his fist, refrained from using any cultivation, and threw an empty punch at the slick surface of the Sky-Reaching Tower!

Boom! With a colossal sound, the impossibly hard Sky-Reaching Platform was struck by his aerial punch, causing a circular hole the size of a football to appear.

"It's... God-level flesh!" Chen Feng's eyes lit up at the destructive power, and his heart was flooded with ecstasy. Although his cultivation level hadn't increased, his physical body had reached the level of a God-tier expert! Even without divine power to sustain it, he couldn't achieve infinite regeneration, but relying solely on his physical body, no one else on the entire continent could match him. Even if the Dragon Clan's Grand Elder, Long Yi, were to attack, if he stood still and allowed the Elder to strike with all his might, his body would remain completely unharmed!

He took a deep breath and rose from his seated position, but the moment he stood, he felt the impropriety of his condition. Between the stabbing and the explosions, his clothes were already tattered rags, soaked in black blood that emitted a nauseating, fishy stench.

"Xiao Hu!" Chen Feng suddenly called out.

"Boss..." Xiao Hu approached with a grinning face.

"Hmm, in a moment, I'll unfold my Domain. Can you cast a water-elemental spell to create a large water ball?" Chen Feng asked. Although Xiao Hu was a wind-elemental magical beast, his current cultivation had reached the Saint Realm, making the casting of a simple low-level water spell quite easy.

"Sure, but what are you planning, Boss?" Xiao Hu asked, puzzled.

"Take a bath!" Chen Feng replied.

"..." Xiao Hu.

Chen Feng deployed his Domain, deliberately maintaining it to block all lines of sight. Furthermore, heating a water ball with his Endless Fire Domain was trivially simple. Thus... Chen Feng enjoyed a hot bath right there on the Sky-Reaching Platform. If the First Divine Emissary knew in the afterlife that the platform he painstakingly erected was being used as a public bathing spot, he would likely be scared back to life, only to die again from sheer exasperation...

After bathing, Chen Feng changed into a set of clean clothes. These were taken from Mouchou Valley when they arrived. The [Sweeping Across the Horizon] Legion had rampaged through Longyang City for an hour; they had plenty of clothes!

When Chen Feng and the others descended from the Sky-Reaching Platform, Wyatt had already led the legion in capturing all the heretical zealots. With the Divine Emissaries of the heretics dead, who would remain foolish enough to hold out? Moreover, the First Divine Emissary had already established a Divine Covenant: the losing side must change its faith, or face divine retribution immediately upon further resistance! Many zealots even believed that the churning black clouds and booming thunder they had just witnessed were the Divine Covenant overseeing the world, striking down anyone who violated the terms. Because of this unknown terror, the fighting presented little difficulty; it could almost be said that the entire heretical faction surrendered without putting up any resistance.

Wyatt's eyes lit up at the sight of so many prisoners. If these people could be properly organized, the 200,000-strong [Sweeping Across the Horizon] Legion could potentially more than double in size...

After changing into clean clothes, Chen Feng asked Ling Feng and Xiao Hu to explain the situation, and a look of extreme surprise crossed his face when he learned how they had managed to arrive. Meanwhile, the Woma Pope followed closely behind Chen Feng, repeatedly addressing him as "Holy Son."

It turned out that the fellow Yan Long, when spreading his doctrine, had been too lazy and simply modified some content from the Bible of his past life and disseminated it. The Woma Pope, being well-read in the Scriptures, observed the strange events surrounding Chen Feng and naturally concluded that he was the Holy Son of the Trinity...

The remaining events unfolded smoothly. Although the entire heretical power structure had occupied the Eight Great Churches and the Divine Temples, their Divine Emissaries were dead, leading to a significant drop in morale. The combined efforts of the Ten Great Families of the Churches led to the reunification of the continent in less than a month. During this month, Chen Feng and his companions naturally received the highest treatment. Xiao Hu casting a few spells further convinced the populace that they were witnessing divine miracles, leading to an unprecedented level of piety across the entire continent!

ps: One more chapter this afternoon will conclude Volume Six and begin Volume Seven. Old Cliff had originally planned for Volume Seven to be the final volume, but upon reflection, splitting it into two volumes would be better. Therefore, there will be two more volumes, meaning the book will conclude with eight volumes in total! It is currently at 1.24 million characters; with two more volumes, likely around 500,000 characters, the book will be finished. Old Cliff guarantees that the next volume will be the most satisfying one... Heh heh, because the name of the next volume is... The Return of the King! (To be continued. For future developments, please log on to www**, more chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)