Chapter 893: Convergence from All Sides, the Prince’s Procession (I)

The Lightning God Spear appeared to be merely a battle spear formed from lightning energy, but its true power was terrifying beyond measure. It had been forged from two-tenths of the Heavenly Purple Lightning origin within Chen Chu’s body, compressed through the fusion of divine abilities.

The moment it was unleashed, it erupted with over tenfold destructive might and an edge that embodied absolute devastation. Its lethality surpassed even that of a king-level powerhouse, nearing the level of the supreme.

With the speed granted to the attack by the Law of Lightning, even a great demon king had no time to evade. The demonic domain spanning dozens of kilometers around Gilbert collapsed in an instant.

"Block it!" The true form of the great demon king—standing over 1,100 meters tall, clad in dark-red armor with three heads and eight arms—let out a thunderous roar. With both arms gripping his spear, he soared into the sky, black flames raging across his body.

Faced with that sudden, devastating strike, Gilbert ignited fifty percent of his origin in an instant, his aura surging tenfold. Behind him, six arms flared open as crimson demonic runes etched across them lit up with blinding light. They exploded into a storm of blood mist.

Roar! Roar!

The sacrificed limbs transformed into six blood dragons, each stretching a kilometer long. Exuding immense pressure, they wrapped themselves around the black battle spear.

Boom!

Gilbert’s aura surged again. The spear strike that enabled him to touch upon the peak of the great demon king level was his most stunning attack ever. However, it was engulfed by the pillar of divine lightning.

Bang!

Under the scorching, annihilating brilliance of lightning, the blood dragons disintegrated, the battle spear shattered, and Gilbert’s true form detonated on the spot.

Impossible!

As his true form was destroyed, Gilbert’s divine soul, sensing the heavens above, screamed in disbelief. The presence of a beginning-stage great demon king was being swept away by that pillar of lightning.

Boom!

The lightning pillar that obliterated Gilbert’s body didn’t dissipate, but crashed down upon the earth below. It burst apart like fireworks, releasing a barrage of crackling lightning bolts.

The purple bolts streaked across the ground and sky like a three-dimensional net of lightning, spreading rapidly in every direction in a circular shockwave. The demons of the Purgatory Clan were reduced to ash without even having time to react.

However, not all of the demons were annihilated. Three demon kings, who hadn’t been the primary targets, merely coughed blood as the dark and abyssal law domains around them collapsed.

"The enemy’s strength is overwhelming. Retreat!" The three demon kings immediately came to their senses. Faces pale, they ignited dark-red flames and transformed into streaks of black fire, fleeing toward the horizon.

Even Gilbert, a great demon king, had his true form obliterated in a single strike, his divine soul growing fainter by the second under the baptism of lightning. It was clear the opponent’s power was terrifying beyond reason—something they couldn’t hope to resist.

"Stay." A deep, indifferent voice echoed across heaven and earth. Above the heads of the fleeing demon kings, who were now hundreds of kilometers apart, space shattered. Three golden-black halberd lights, each over two thousand meters long, crashed through the void.

These suddenly appearing halberds were entwined with black chains and gray streams of air, radiating an aura so dreadful that it drove the demon kings into despair.

"Soul! Death!"

"No!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three demon kings’ true forms exploded simultaneously, and the space spanning hundreds of kilometers around them shattered under the halberd’s tyrannical might. The moment their true forms burst, the black-golden halberd lights exploded as well, scattering countless razor-sharp lights that tore their divine souls apart.

Each halberd strike had been imbued with high-level laws. With the suppression of soul chains and the definition of the Law of Death, the demon kings’ flesh, brimming with vigorous life force, and their powerful divine souls were ground away bit by bit.

Even demon kings and great demon kings, who were famed for being immortal and indestructible, couldn’t withstand a single blow from the current Chen Chu. They were slain in a single strike.

Once the lightning in the sky faded and the colossal lightning pillar vanished, the divine soul shadow of the great demon king dissolved. As heaven and earth converged, four blood moons of varying size appeared in the sky and began to slowly fall.

"The demon kings... they're dead!!"

In both sky and earth, over a hundred thousand elite warriors of the Heavenly Feathered Race, along with Bordea, who had been locked in fierce combat with the demon kings and great demon king, stood dazed, staring at the descending blood moons.

However, as a chief god, Bordea only remained stunned for a brief instant before regaining clarity. He looked up toward the sky tens of thousands of meters high, and his voice trembled in awe. "Divine Might King... it’s you!"

Three-faced and eight-armed, Chen Chu lowered his head slightly, gazing at the stunned expression on Bordea’s face below. All three of his mouths opened slightly, and a deep, resonant voice, heavy with emphasis, echoed across heaven and earth. "Lord Bordea, it's been a long time."

"Divine Might King, you've broken through to the chief god level." Bordea inhaled deeply as he spoke, suppressing the shock in his heart. They had long anticipated that with Chen Chu’s overwhelming power, once he ascended to the level of a chief god, his strength would become absurdly high, but this was still beyond belief.

Were mythical-level demon kings powerful? Of course they were. To the Heavenly Feathered warriors of the transcendent realm, they were absolutely unstoppable. Even someone like Bordea, already in the late stage of the chief god level, would require time and effort to suppress and slay a single demon king.

The most troublesome part was how difficult they were to kill. One needed to consume their own origin of the law to grind down the enemy’s divine soul, will, and origin. During that span of time, nearby demon kings or great demon kings could easily come to the rescue. As a result, over the course of centuries of warfare, the total number of fallen demon kings from the three great empires hadn’t exceeded sixty.

As for the even harder-to-kill great demon kings, it was virtually unheard of. However, now wasn’t the time for idle talk. Chen Chu simply nodded at Bordea. "The current chaos works in our favor. No time to waste. We’ll speak later."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden lotus of fire erupted beneath his feet, and his figure vanished in an instant, leaving behind lingering black traces across heaven and earth that flickered with remnants of Heavenly Purple Lightning.

With Chen Chu’s departure, the formless pressure that had filled the air also dispersed. At once, over a hundred thousand elite Heavenly Feathered warriors collectively exhaled, their bodies relaxing without realizing it.

Atop a crumbled mountain peak, a Heavenly Feathered powerhouse radiating the aura of the Ninth Heavenly Realm murmured in awe, "The Divine Might King... no, he should be called the Divine Might Heavenly King now. His strength is unbelievable. He truly deserves the title. In that previous battle, he slew seventeen demon kings and two great demon kings."

As the Heavenly Feathered warrior sighed in admiration, Augbas, who was wearing an ornate crown and bearing golden feather markings on his brow, smiled wryly from further away. "Uncle Tasu, you truly have no idea just how insane this Divine Martial Heavenly King is. You can’t imagine this. He advanced from the first tier of transcendence all the way to the chief god level in just over ten day-cycles."

"Just ten day-cycles!?" The eyes of several thousand high-ranking Heavenly Feathered warriors widened at once. That was outrageous. How could anyone possibly cultivate from the first tier to the chief god level in only a dozen day-cycles and kill great demon kings like swatting flies?

While they were still reeling from the shock, Bordea’s authoritative voice boomed across the battlefield. "Everyone, regroup. Form up with the temple at the center and move southeast."

"Understood!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless figures took to the sky, their light wings flaring open as they gathered toward the chief god’s temple. Tens of thousands of warriors formed ranks and began flying into the distance, and with them, the legend of Chen Chu spread swiftly throughout the Heavenly Feathered legions.

Within just twelve day-cycles, the most monstrous prodigy of the human race had advanced from the first tier to the chief god level. It was said that even at the beginning of the ninth tier, he had already slain multiple Purgatory Clan demon kings. Upon entering the mythical level, he had penetrated deep into the rear lines of a Purgatory Empire, slaughtering more than a dozen great demon kings.

He had even escaped unscathed from a siege by two demon gods. His combat prowess defied the heavens. His talent, unmatched in history and unparalleled in the present day, had even caught the eye of the Divine King of Light, who was reportedly planning a marriage alliance between him and Her Highness Anstira...