"Ha, I didn't expect you to see through it!" the Golden Dragon in the sky rumbled, though their voice, despite its volume, was controlled by Chen Feng to remain within the confines of the sacrificial platform, inaudible even to Long Yi and the others standing outside.

"If I couldn't see through it, I'd truly be a fool!" Chen Feng rubbed his hands together, shaking his head involuntarily: "When we used to play King of Fighters together, there was an explosion. I kept wondering how I ended up here alone. I never imagined... you arrived here over ten thousand years before me!"

"Do you think I wanted to come here... Do you think it was easy for me? People are reborn as mortals, I'm reborn as a dragon..." Yan Long opened his huge mouth, his tone filled with grievance.

Chen Feng shook his head with a wry smile, not bothering to argue with the fellow. He remembered the first time they met, how Yan Long had pretended to be respectful, calling him 'Senior,' and deliberately asking when he had crossed over... Thinking about how long he’d been kept in the dark soured his mood.

"Aren't you coming down, or do you want me to knock you down?"

"Ahem, don't get agitated. I only tricked you once, there’s no need to be like this..." Yan Long chuckled, his massive dragon body flicking in the sky before transforming into human shape and landing on the sacrificial platform.

"Tricked me once? You tricked me more than once!" Chen Feng said indignantly: "What about the Ling Gui, broken down with only a remnant soul, forever unable to resurrect—wasn't that all your doing?"

"This... I was forced by circumstances, I couldn't help it!" Yan Long said aggrievedly: "Alright, alright, I haven't treated you too badly. Look, the entire Dragon Domain is yours. Oh, by the way, after sending you to the Realm of Nature, the fallen deities should all be in your hands now, right?"

"They are!" Chen Feng flipped his wrist, and a spherical object landed heavily on the ground—it was precisely what he had obtained from the crack beneath the Purple Fire Crystal Mother in the Realm of Nature. Inside were stone statues of over ten thousand deities and a Reception Altar, among other things.

"Here, take this thing. I'll take you somewhere!" Yan Long said with a smile, sweeping his hands toward the ground. The central metal circular platform was immediately tossed aside.

Chen Feng followed closely, and in an instant, the man and the dragon arrived at the spatial gate beneath the platform.

"Where does this lead?" Chen Feng asked, perplexed, standing before the spatial gate.

"The Chaotic Star Domain!" Yan Long chuckled, his expression indescribably cunning.

"General White, the attacks outside are growing stronger! We won't be able to hold much longer!" a soldier, his face completely soot-covered, rushed into the military camp.

Not long after Chen Feng returned to the Dragon Domain, patches of undead legions suddenly sprang up across the continent from who knows where, burning, killing, and plundering everywhere. Warfare spread rapidly.

The [Sweeping the Horizon] Legion, being powerful, immediately became the primary target of the enemy's offensive.

Once the fighting began, both sides sustained casualties, but the combat power of the undead army did not decrease; instead, it slowly increased. Any fallen legionary, once corroded by the power of Death Silence, would instantly turn into a tool for the enemy to kill with.

Seeing the increasing number of his own men turning into the undead, White grew truly anxious. He immediately ordered that any fallen comrades, dead or dying, must have their corpses retrieved for unified handling. If retrieval was impossible, their heads must be blown apart, shattering the skull! Only by shattering the skull could the undead be truly finished.

This measure slightly managed to stem the disadvantage; otherwise, he truly didn't know what to do.

But for some reason today, the enemy was attacking the legion as if gone mad. The Archer Camp had exhausted all its supply of javelins, yet they hadn't managed to halt the enemy's advance even slightly.

"What exactly is going on? Explain in detail!" White sat firmly in the central command tent, his gaze as resolute as ever.

"Four people arrived in the undead legion this morning. As long as they are present, all our legion's offensive means immediately become ineffective. According to my subordinate's estimation, they must be..." The soldier hesitated, not daring to speak the name directly.

"What are they?" White's imposing manner brooked no argument.

"They are... Deities!" The soldier lowered his head.

After he finished speaking, he noticed that White was not scolding him for spreading rumors and undermining morale, but rather, his thick eyebrows were knitted tightly together, as if deep in thought.

"Deities. It seems they truly are making a move... Great Boss, when can you return? If you don't return soon, we truly won't be able to hold out!"

Just then, a burst of laughter echoed from the sky.

"Hahahaha... Foolish humans, the hour of my Master's world destruction has arrived! Hurry and join our Undead Clan, perhaps you can be spared!"

White strode out of the tent and looked up. He saw four figures suspended in the void, their ashen faces displaying an air of triumph, as if the situation were completely under their control!

"Seeking death!" Jin Ling, inside the military tent, couldn't help but let out a delicate shout upon seeing the enemy's arrogance. Her body shot forward like a meteor. Having only just completely absorbed the power surge from forcibly breaking through to the God level today, she immediately rushed toward the God-level experts in the sky.

"Jin Ling, be careful!" Ling Feng also swiftly followed, as the injuries sustained in the Icebound Demon Garden had largely healed, and her strength had basically recovered to its peak.

"I didn't expect two women to attack first, and they both look quite decent. If I refine them into Corpse Spirits, every night... hah hah!" The two flew into the air and immediately heard the coarse laughter of the enemy.

Jin Ling, hearing the blatant remarks about her, became instantly furious. With a sharp cry, she moved with lightning speed toward the one who had just made the frivolous comment. The Golden Profound Tiger's greatest strength was speed; after ascending to godhood, that speed was even greater. A streak of light flashed through the air, and she was already in front of her target.

"Ah!" The speaking Undead Deity was startled, clearly not having anticipated such incredible speed from the opponent.

However, being a deity, and an established one at that, he was no pushover. With a sharp cry, his body flashed, vanishing from his original spot. The surrounding Death Silence power suddenly intensified, surging toward Jin Ling like a torrential river. Surprise, evasion, and attack were completed in less than a tenth of a second—the speed was simply unbelievable, truly worthy of the term 'old fox,' with cunning methods to match.

Seeing her opponent vanish, Jin Ling frowned. She shifted her body, instantly revealing her true form as the Golden Profound Tiger. Opening her mouth, she actually swallowed the incoming surge of Death Spirit energy whole.

"Heh heh, you fell for the trap!" Just then, the remaining three shouted in unison and instantly hurled something resembling a net, instantly enveloping Jin Ling. The net-like object emitted a faint golden light from its surface, pulsing with intense divine power fluctuations—it was clearly a Divine Artifact.

To use such a thing stealthily while possessing a Divine Artifact, they were indeed cautious! Jin Ling’s massive body struggled fiercely within the giant net, unable to break free no matter how hard she tried. She roared, her lantern-like eyes instantly filling with resentment.

"Stop struggling. This net was bestowed by my Master; it’s a High-Grade Divine Artifact. Even if you are a High-Grade Deity, once bound, you can only be captured. Hahahaha, just come with us obediently today!" an Undead Deity laughed heartily.

"Release me quickly, or Chen Feng will kill you if he finds out!" Jin Ling cried out in desperation, instantly shouting the name that came to her mind. In that moment, she didn't think of her father, Jin Xuanhu, but directly of the seemingly invincible Chen Feng in her eyes, showing how much higher Chen Feng's status had risen in her heart.

"Chen Feng? What is that?" The Undead Deity snorted coldly: "Before my Master, all humans must be purified, and the world will be rewritten! If this Chen Feng you speak of dares to come, we will capture him without hesitation!"

"Is that so? I am here. See who dares to capture me!" Just then, a beam of light shot out from the magic array on the ground, and a figure slowly walked out of it!

"Chen Feng!" Upon seeing the figure appear, Jin Ling's massive tiger face immediately broke into a grin (who knows how a tiger smiles...). Ling Feng and everyone in the legion nearby also felt a wave of relief wash over them; the tension of the previous moment vanished completely. In their impression, as long as Chen Feng appeared, there was no problem that couldn't be solved. No matter how strong the opponent, they ultimately met only one fate: death! Therefore, even though there were four God-level experts and a High-Grade Divine Artifact in the sky, they felt no worry at all.

"Another one coming here to die. Fine, we will grant your wish!" an Undead Mage chuckled wickedly, his body flickering as he instantly appeared before Chen Feng. With a fierce shout, a thick blast of Death Silence power erupted, shooting directly toward Chen Feng's chest.

Chen Feng paid his attack no heed. He stretched out his right hand forward, as if it had suddenly elongated significantly, and delivered a resounding slap to the rushing Undead Mage!

"Thwack!"

"Ah..." The Undead Mage let out a miserable cry, falling directly from the air, crashing heavily into the dirt, his fate unknown.

"What did you just see?" The remaining three Undead Mages exchanged glances, unable to believe their eyes.

"I think I saw him swatting a fly..." one of them gasped, swallowing hard, speaking in terror. An Undead Mage of comparable strength had been swatted out of the sky as if he were a fly; the immense disparity drove them toward madness.

"Everyone... don't panic. I think he's just posturing... Let’s go together! I refuse to believe we can't kill him!" the Undead Deity holding the golden net Divine Artifact roared loudly. However, while his mouth boasted this, his body was trembling, and he hesitated to move forward.

"Since you won't come to me, I'll come to you!" Chen Feng snorted coldly, just about to step forward when a chorus of voices suddenly shouted out.

"My Profound Heaven Demon God has returned!"

"My Raging Slaughter Demon God has returned!"

"My Nine Heavens Supreme God has returned!"

"My High-Tier Soul Law God, Wu Ji, has returned!"

"Me... Ah, Chen Feng, leave those three for me to spar with! It’s been too long since I’ve had a good fight. Don't move, I’m begging you—Ah, too late again! Chen Feng, do you have no humanity? Back when we played King of Fighters, I never won a single match against you, which is why I kicked the arcade machine in anger! Cough, cough, what kind of look is that? Let me tell you, if it weren't for that kick, could you have crossed over? Aiya, help me..."

A miserable scream echoed from the sky.