Translator: CinderTL
Buzz!
The world brightened, the setting sun bursting through the crimson haze to illuminate the heavens.
The darkness that had enveloped the world receded, replaced by clear skies and gentle breezes.
Greenfields rustled across continents and islands, while ocean waves surged under the gentle breeze.
Witnessing this, the inhabitants of the World of the Dead were stunned.
Ignoring the tears streaming from their stinging eyes, pale faces now glowed with the relief and excitement of surviving a catastrophe.
"We survived?"
"The Gods have manifested! They haven't abandoned us!"
"The Gods saved us!"
Excited shouts erupted everywhere, and the Church members, who had been silent for days, now roared with fervor.
The power of faith resurfaced, and they received brief responses from the divine.
The apocalypse had passed, life had returned, and light still shone.
In that moment, cheers echoed endlessly, and trembling voices filled every corner of the World of the Dead.
Whether in the Steel Capital or the heart of the Holy Star Empire,
or even deep within the Riftsea Canyon and Merman Bay, everyone temporarily set aside their conflicts, overwhelmed by the trembling joy of seeing the light again.
"It seems it's truly over."
At that very moment, the Star Spirit spoke in his mind.
Her small face was filled with complex emotions as she gazed at the crimson haze of the setting sun through Chen Feng's eyes.
The world's destruction had been averted, thanks to the combined power of the True Gods.
Dazed, she felt a strange, complex emotion for the survival of a civilization for the first time.
Melancholy, envy, and nostalgia.
Sensing her turbulent emotions, Chen Feng remained silent, withdrawing his gaze and turning inward to examine the depths of his own resonance.
The radiant Legendary Imprint, like a sun, hung high above, gradually erasing the dark, festering stains.
The pristine white Heavenly Ladder stretched upward, reaching its zenith, continuously repairing its pitted surface and corroded edges.
The Black Tide projections, once fueled by the flaws in his heart, were gradually dissipating, and his Heavenly Ladder World was finally returning to its true form.
But that wasn't all.
Crack!
The shattering sound pierced the air. Chen Feng looked up at the top of the Heavenly Ladder.
On the white jade platform, resembling a martial arts arena, the silver breastplate—once impossibly sturdy, capable of reflecting the soul and amplifying its flaws—suddenly began to crack and shatter.
This was the Fourth Trial: Fearless Heart, a formidable obstacle designed to exploit his spiritual vulnerabilities.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Boom!
The silver chest mirror shattered completely, Chen Feng once again breaking through new rules and constraints.
His physical and mental limits surged higher, drawing in World Force to strengthen his body and elevate his spirit.
"This is..."
A jolt ran through his mind, followed by a refreshing coolness.
Chen Feng clearly felt his mental power undergoing a gradual transformation.
"Mental Momentum... is it evolving into a nascent spiritual world?"
The thought flashed through his mind as Martial Dao Momentum suddenly manifested around him.
A blue heavenly vault hung high in the sky, while a fiery mountain range materialized across the horizon.
The two forces slowly merged, accompanied by the simultaneous appearance of a Blazing Sun and a Crimson Moon, eternally orbiting each other in an undying dance.
In that instant:
[ Willpower: 125 → 128.1128.2]
The four-dimensional attribute data on his status panel shifted, with Willpower experiencing the most significant increase.
Witnessing this, Chen Feng immediately understood that he had successfully cleared the trial, obtained the Fearless Heart's spiritual singularity, and entered the transformation stage.
It seemed the Holy Shield Colossus had similarly refined its Mental Momentum to obtain its own nascent spiritual world.
However...
"Not enough."
His expression hardened as he quickly realized the transformation's progress was too slow.
The Heavenly Vault Momentum and the Volcanic Sun and Moon still differed fundamentally, born from distinct principles and incompatible in essence.
Their fusion relied on Chen Feng's mental power as its foundation. While the World Force provided nourishment, it remained insufficient.
To sustain the process and accelerate its progress, he needed ample resources—treasures capable of strengthening his spirit, similar to the Star Soul Elixir he had once used.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Chen Feng began formulating a plan.
But suddenly, he sensed something amiss and looked up at the sky.
The setting sun cast a crimson haze across the horizon.
Everything seemed normal, yet he vaguely saw the multicolored halo reappear, rapidly approaching him.
"Chen Feng?"
"Chen Feng?!"
The Star Spirit's urgent cries echoed in his ears, yet Chen Feng felt her voice growing increasingly distant.
His expression shifted slightly as he suppressed his thoughts, preparing to evade and retaliate.
But then—
Buzz!
The multicolored halo filled his vision, and an invisible force warped the world around him.
His vision blurred, and the world transformed.
Chen Feng felt his consciousness detach from his body, as if entering a peculiar, unfamiliar realm.
A vast, white expanse stretched endlessly, devoid of all life, resembling an infinite three-dimensional plane.
Yet, within this desolate realm, a golden sun burned fiercely high above, positioned at the very edge of the white world.
Beyond it, space collapsed, forming a cliff-like precipice that revealed an abyss of bottomless darkness.
The Blood Moon, which had vanished earlier, reappeared here, suspended in the void, radiating an eerie crimson glow.
"This is..."
Chen Feng's gaze sharpened as he recognized the familiar, malevolent chill.
The Blood Moon exuded an unsettling aura, sending shivers down his spine, while the golden sun, its antithesis, radiated warmth, grandeur, and radiant light.
He observed the sun's surface, wreathed in iridescent halos that resembled swirling smoke or mist, as if it were consuming some primordial Origin.
"You've come."
A sudden voice echoed in his ear. Chen Feng's brow furrowed as he focused on the sun, pinpointing the source.
His abrupt arrival here couldn't be mere coincidence or an unintentional act. He began to form a rough hypothesis.
"I never imagined that the blessing left behind by the Sea God upon his fall would manifest in the mortal realm once more."
The voice, genderless and seemingly emanating from another dimension, resonated with both grandeur and etherealness.
"Who are you?" Chen Feng asked, his brow furrowed as he stared directly at the golden sun.
He had anticipated revealing his Ocean Gate talent when he activated it. However, he wasn't concerned, as he could clearly sense the Dark Dream Mark still present, allowing him to sever the Power of the Dead's consumption and return to Earth at any moment.
"Me?"
"Have you forgotten? You too have received my blessing."
As the words echoed, Chen Feng's gaze sharpened.
The opponent's blessing?
Wrath of the Storm?
Or the Heart of Life?
The thought flashed through his mind as several rainbow-hued beams shot forth from the golden sun high above, converging like a multicolored comet before scattering like meteors.
They carried both flame and frost, multiple powers converging as they hurtled toward him.
"You need not delve into my true identity."
"For from this moment onward, you shall receive even greater blessings."
Buzz!!
Five iridescent beams of light converged, transforming into luminous orbs that hovered before Chen Feng.
One glowed crimson, resembling a raging flame.
Another crystallized into ice, radiating piercing cold that seemed to freeze all in its path.
Flame, frost, warrior, earth, erudition.
As the five orbs floated beside him, Chen Feng clearly sensed the transcendent power contained within them.
If he could claim these orbs, his strength would undoubtedly surge.
But.
"What's the catch?" Chen Feng asked calmly, suppressing his desire. He refused to believe in free gifts. Recalling the voice's earlier words, he suspected that even acquiring the Wrath of the Storm and Heart of Life talents might have been orchestrated by the gods of this realm.
"You needn't be wary of us," the voice replied, clearly sensing Chen Feng's caution. "We have long known of your origins, yet we have never sought to harm you."
"If you still suspect ulterior motives, then..."
"Know that we share a common enemy."
Buzz!
As the words faded, the Blood Moon's light intensified, its eerie crimson glow rapidly expanding across the space.
Faintly, Chen Feng heard a roar echoing through the space, and he saw the area tremble violently.
It was the desperate struggle of a crumbling illusion, as if an irreversible destruction was imminent.
"What exactly is this place?" Chen Feng asked, his face grim as he sensed the anomaly.
He had assumed the Gods of this realm had already driven back the Evil God, but it seemed they were still locked in a stalemate, with little progress made.
"This is our world barrier, the place where our spiritual world merges," the voice from before replied, offering little explanation.
The pressure from the Blood Moon was overwhelming, forcing the golden sun to burn even brighter, standing guard before the black rift.
"Please accept this blessing and aid us in the future, to protect this realm."
"Outlander, we beg you."
"One year! We hope to see you again in one year!"
嗡!!!
A flash of golden light erupted as the burning sun soared higher, clashing against the Blood Moon.
The shattered white space struggled to contain the black rift's expansion, while multicolored light coalesced into a light screen, blocking the encroaching darkness.
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed in Chen Feng's ears, and he was immediately assailed by a series of vivid visions.
Giant warriors towering ten thousand meters tall, crimson meteors wielding flames.
The earth petrified, frost spread relentlessly.
Storms and lightning converged, merging into a single force that plunged into the endless darkness of the rift.
Buzz!
In an instant, his vision cleared, and Chen Feng's consciousness snapped back into focus.
"Chen Feng!"
"Chen Feng!!!"
The Star Spirit's frantic cries rang in his ears. He saw the crimson haze blanketing the sky as the setting sun dipped below the horizon.
"How long was I out?" he asked earnestly, knowing the Star Spirit must have sensed the anomaly.
"Barely two seconds!" she replied urgently, her voice filled with alarm. She quickly explained her panic: she had felt a sudden, massive surge in the surrounding Magnetic Field, as if a power far surpassing that of angels had descended upon the area. Fearing the worst, she had tried to warn him.
"Less than two seconds?" Chen Feng mused, realizing the time dilation between his consciousness's departure and return.
The power of the gods defied ordinary comprehension; even a fleeting moment was enough for them to accomplish extraordinary feats.
"What happened? What just occurred?" the Star Spirit asked, her curiosity piqued. Chen Feng remained silent for a moment before deciding not to conceal the truth.
"I encountered the gods of this realm," he said, his tone complex, clearly aware of the strange changes within him.
[ You have received the Blessing of the God of Flame—Tempering Flame!]
[ You have received the Blessing of the God of War—Will of the Gods!]
[ You have received the Blessing of the God of Wisdom!]
System notifications flashed across his vision, each representing a unique blessing from the gods of this world.
Though he hadn't accepted them, these blessings had been forcibly bestowed upon him.
Because of this, Chen Feng sensed his spiritual transformation accelerating.
Buzz!
Power surged forth, the Heavenly Vault Momentum still intact.
Yet unlike before, the Scarlet Gold of the volcano below glowed with a deeper intensity, and an Undying Flame now crowned its peak, ceaselessly tempering his Martial Dao Momentum and amplifying its power.
Beneath this, the magma-flowing earth rumbled and expanded with primordial force, as if recreating the world in a rapid genesis.
Even his Physical Body underwent a new transformation, as if the God of War had bestowed divine favor upon him.
Thanks to this, Chen Feng's four-dimensional attributes surged dramatically.
The fusion speed of his spiritual momentum also skyrocketed, as if his unique spiritual world could manifest at any moment.
"So that's how it works," Chen Feng murmured, realizing the true nature of the Blessing of the Gods.
It wasn't merely an Extraordinary Talent, but rather a fundamental enhancement at the Origin level.
The spiritual world's distinctiveness, far surpassing ordinary momentum, stemmed from its unique nature. It required primordial power to shape its realms, conjure all things, and expand its boundaries.
This was why the blessings from multiple gods had accelerated the fusion of his mental power, allowing it to evolve its core, extend its boundaries, and shorten the time required.
"There's more to it than that."
Delving deeper into his senses, Chen Feng observed the ongoing transformation of his spiritual world and suddenly felt a powerful intuition: the prototype of his spiritual world was about to be born.
Yet the primordial blessings from several True Gods should have granted far greater power. He should have already completed his transformation and possessed his own fully formed spiritual world.
But now...
"Could they be helping me compensate for some deficiency?" Chen Feng frowned in thought, a new hypothesis forming in his mind.
The expansion of his spiritual world continued, now encompassing not only flame but also storm and lightning, frost-covered snow mountains, and barren lands alongside verdant fields.
Multiple powers were quietly merging within him. Chen Feng was certain he had surpassed the level of a Lower-Ranking Angel, and might even have touched the realm of a High-Ranking Angel.
Yet his mental power continued to evolve and transform, as if without limit, and showed no signs of becoming a singular power world like that of an Evil God Angel.
As he pondered this, a strange sensation suddenly surged through their mental link.
Whoosh!
The wind howled as the Holy Shield Colossus behind him suddenly transmitted a thought.
"Oh?"
Chen Feng's expression sharpened as he understood the Colossus's meaning.
"You know the coordinates of the Earth Vein Power?"
Surprised, Chen Feng immediately recalled the Blessing of the Gods.
It wasn't just him; the Holy Shield Colossus had likely also benefited from the Earth God's favor.
After all, the Colossus's Origin was remarkably similar to the Earth God's, possibly even sharing the same authority over earth and stone.
"Mo!"
The Holy Shield Colossus responded, indicating that the coordinates lay at the heart of the Bountiful Continent, where the earth church's headquarters stood.
Sensing the Colossus's yearning, Chen Feng pondered for a moment before deciding not to refuse this boon.
Since the Gods had forcibly bestowed these blessings upon him, leaving him no choice, he might as well accept them openly.
As for their intentions...
"Let us protect this world together."
The setting sun continued its westward descent through the crimson haze, the gods' earlier words echoing in Chen Feng's mind.
Though he couldn't fathom why they had placed such confidence in him, choosing to bet on him...
Still.
With a profound gaze, Chen Feng didn't mind these expectations.
(End of the Chapter)
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